Zhurou

Chapter 150 Falling Plum
Zhao Mingzhi felt that the envelope was very thin, and took it out to see that there was no title on the first page, only the store, address and the name of a certain shopkeeper, arranged very neatly, there were more than ten of them.

She already has a pretty good memory, so after wandering around the city for a day, she also inquired and paid attention to it, and when she saw the shop names on the paper, she felt that many of them were quite familiar, and she had seen them on the side of the road during the day. The name of the grain and sundry store that I passed by is not very large, but it is not small either.

After the grain shop, the format on the second piece of paper was also normal, but the category was a cloth shop and a silk shop, and there were several commercial tea shops.

When the world was not chaotic, cloth, silk, and tea could be used to replace grain and grain, which was called bounty. At this time, disasters abounded, and the people were more concerned about money than goods. More inclined to barter.

One is that the price is difficult to stabilize, and it is rising day by day, and the other is that the court is not guaranteed at all times, lest one wake up, the old copper coins will no longer be usable.

With so many shops as the backing and the goods in hand, no matter what role they play, it will undoubtedly be a great help to the Kyoto government who has just returned to Beijing and is still struggling to stabilize the situation in the city.

As for the third piece of paper, it is the number of grains stored in different private warehouses in Suanzao, Xiangfu, and Baima counties, ranging from hundreds of dendrobiums to thousands of dendrobiums and thousands of dendrobiums.

When I turned to the last few pages, it was a bank note.

The first was issued by the Yajiaozi Office of the Kyoto Prefecture, a total of three copies, with a full amount of more than 260 million guan; The total of the two ends is 380 million and 640.

Years ago, the Di people burned, killed and looted in Beijing, and stole countless gold and silver. The semi-private banks in Beijing and Zhongtai couldn't cash them, and countless people lost their money. In addition, there are four financially strong guilds that can rely on the industries of other states and counties as support, that is, the above three links and one prosperity.

Just now Lu Xianzhang came to report. At this time, there are several urgent and critical issues in Beijing. The first is food prices, the second is supplies, the third is law and order and exiles, the fourth is spring farming, the fifth is city defense, the sixth is the court's credit laws, and the first is response. Waiting, all are related to survival, and the government can't deal with it in the short term, but they can't wait for half a minute, and they are trying their best to solve it.

Zhao Mingzhi held the bank note and the rest of the bills, knowing that although these things could not cure the root cause, if they were used properly, they could solve the urgent need. As for the follow-up, it would depend on the government of the capital.

She looked at the lamp again and again, and it was obviously thin, but it was heavy in her hand, and it was hard to handle.

However, in this situation, no matter how much you hesitate in your heart, you are not allowed to refuse.

Zhao Mingzhi's drowsiness disappeared, and he didn't want to sleep anymore, so he got up, turned to the table by the window, and reached for a pen and paper.

Seeing her serious expression, the guards at the side of the night palace didn't dare to speak, so they hurried forward to help grind the ink.

She was a bit hesitant at first, but she couldn't hold it firmly, and when she got the envelope from Pei Yong, she suddenly gained a lot of confidence. After thinking for a while, when she thought clearly, she found the previous case and dipped it in ink, and changed it on top of it. Change it again.

It's been four hours since all the corrections have been made, Zhao Mingzhi casually set up his pen, and was about to put these many important documents back into the envelope, when he suddenly paused.

Although the envelope was not thick, it was heavy to hold, and when I poked it down, it turned out that there was something at the bottom of the envelope.

Just turned it over, and a small cloth bag fell out of it.

The cloth bag is only made of ordinary indigo material, and when it is taken apart, two layers can be seen.

On the first layer, half an ear of rice was wrapped in oiled paper, without any explanation;

As soon as the other layer was opened, there was a faint fragrance coming out.

Zhao Mingzhi poured out the latter, and there were a few half-bloomed red and yellow plums rolling down gently in her palm. The petals and stamens were caught in the letter, and there were already slight marks of creasing.

At the same time as the plum blossom fell out, there was also a small note folded into a one-inch square, the handwriting on it was stretched casually, which was different from the handwriting on the other lists, only a few ten or twenty characters.

She was tired and exhausted, and her eyelids were almost glued together. At this time, she tried to read every word, and it was clear that the words were extremely simple, and she could recognize them without using her brain, and she could understand them even more. She read them several times. After reading it, I don’t know how I got back to bed, sleepy, my heart was lazy and light, and when I kicked off my shoes, I let it go, I lay down on my head, threw the envelope aside, but put the purse and papers away. The movie was in the palm of my hand, I wanted to watch it again, but I just squinted and fell asleep.

The hall was very quiet, Zhao Mingzhi slept soundly, but the night guards in the inner hall were afraid of being disturbed, so they first turned to the window to clean up the paper on the table, then carefully took out the pen and ink, and just walked a few steps outside on tiptoe. Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, when he looked up, he saw that the replacement was coming.

Seeing that it was Mu Xiang, she hurriedly made a "shh" gesture with a pen, walked forward a few steps, turned her head and pointed in the direction of the bed, and said in a low voice: "Your Highness just fell asleep, I haven't had time yet." Go put up the tent."

Mu Xiang was holding the lamp, but she used her hands to block the light in front of her. After hearing this, she hurriedly looked towards the bed, and sure enough, there were still burning candles standing on the wooden cabinet next to the bed, which was dimly lit.

She raised the lamp to send the palace servants out of the inner room, then turned around again, and went to the bedside to put up the curtain lightly. As soon as she approached, she saw Zhao Mingzhi sleeping on his side, with his back turned to the outside of the bed, his hair half-scattered and white. Shengsheng put the thin quilt on his wrists, he quickly withdrew his hands, and was about to lower himself to help tuck the quilt, when the person on the bed suddenly woke up, forced himself to open his eyes, and turned around.

Mu Xiang hurriedly whispered: "Your Highness, it's me, Mu Xiang."

Zhao Mingzhi looked at her intently, muttered a few words and fell asleep again.

Only then did Mu Xiang reach out to make a quilt for her, but when she lowered her head, she suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. Looking around, she saw a few plum blossoms on the bedside falling beside the princess's pillow, red, yellow and yellow in color, crushed There is some deformation, and the petals are slowly stretching at this time.

Plum blossoms are always tender and will wilt soon after leaving the branches, but these few flowers are very fresh, especially the receptacle, which looks like it was picked not long ago, which makes Mu Xiang suddenly suspicious: I have followed all day today His Highness has never been far away from his side, yet he doesn't know when these flowers appeared and what their origins are.

Fearing that there might be something wrong with it, she immediately took out the plum blossoms one by one without even thinking about it, and it happened that one of them fell under the pillow, so she was careful to pick it up, but she saw Zhao Mingzhi's fingers slightly bent, pressing one of the plum blossoms. Cloth bag.

The cloth bag is indigo blue, the stitching is very ordinary, and there is no embroidery or decoration on it, only a hemp rope hangs loosely at the opening.

But the more Mu Xiang looked at it, the more familiar she became. She couldn't remember where she had seen it before, so she reached out to get it, and accidentally drew out a piece of paper.

The piece of paper was half stuffed in the cloth bag, under the side of the handwriting, it was turned around, revealing a line of non-literal words, only saying: "It's lovely to meet Luomei by chance, and it's gratifying to see rice ears again. I have something in my heart, and I will share with Ning." Reward it.

Seeing that word, Mu Xiang couldn't recognize that it was made by her master's family, and looking at the cloth bag, it was indeed the one that Jiedu was used to carrying with him.

With a sudden tremor of her fingers, she put the plum blossoms back again, her hands were quickly retracted as if they had been electrocuted, and she couldn't help but look at Zhao Mingzhi's sleeping face on the bed, while she lowered the curtains, she went to blow the lamp again, When I got back to my night watch bed, I sat down slowly, and I only spat secretly in my heart: What are the falling plums to praise, what are the ears of rice to like?

　In the last few days, it may be updated every other day, not sure, everyone, don't wait for the update, good night.

　　
　
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