Daming Yinghua

Chapter 115

The next day, Wang Yuesheng didn't really wake up from the hangover until almost noon.

She asked Cui Yuer what Miss Zheng looked like when she left last night.

Cui Yu'er said: "Miss Zheng just sighed a few times, let me guard you, don't choke when you vomit."

"Isn't she annoyed?"

"Last night? No. Not today. I saw her just now. I was very happy, with the man pulling the cart. It should be a new iron lump."

Wang Yuesheng hurriedly cleaned up, without makeup, without hairpins, plain clothes and skirts, and went to the blacksmith shop in Fuyuan to look for Zheng Haizhu.

But still only Lu Xiangsheng and the masters of the Ge family were there.

"Mr. Lu, where is Miss Zheng?"

"She put down the iron materials and left, saying that she was going to see the magistrate Zhuang and Mr. Huang. To make firearms, no matter what kind of style you use, you need gunpowder and lead bullets. It's okay for folks to forge iron. If you make pills, Miss Zheng said that the government will not nod." , she dared not try it.”

Of course, Lu Xiangsheng could immediately see that Wang Yuesheng's eyes were swollen and his face was tired, but he didn't want to show too much concern. He just tried to talk to her with a warm voice and a gentle tone, hoping to make her feel more comfortable and relaxed.

Only six or seven days have passed since meeting Miss Wang for the first time, but Lu Xiangsheng has begun to realize that seeing Miss Wang in every new day seems to be more joyful than seeing the treasured edition of the book of war.

Early in the morning, amidst the sound of Master Ge's clinking iron forging, he turned two hexagonal patchwork blocks with excellence.

If Ms. Wang is satisfied after acceptance, he is willing to take over the remaining more than 100 pieces of wood, without using Ms. Wang's fingers to do such rough work.

Lu Xiangsheng didn't realize that something was wrong with him.

If it was in the past, he would have looked down on the embarrassing tone of his peers for Yixiao. Even if he occasionally went to a brothel with a literary friend of the same age, he would just reluctantly come to the scene to make a point, and then find an excuse to go back home I went to read, not to mention the contempt for those who sleep in flowers and sleep in willows.

Until now, I have really met the beautiful woman Wanxi, and I know how many poems and songs I can't sing the inexplicably ignited, unspoken, tentative and fearful love in my heart.

However, Wang Yuesheng's gaze when facing Lu Xiangsheng was still like a still pool without ripples.

After listening to Lu Xiangsheng's narration, she looked over the two excellent wooden bumps on the lathe in front of her, and landed on the iron bumps piled up outside the bright red iron workshop.

That should be the iron material that Zheng Haizhu just bought.

Wang Yuesheng remembered every moment he lost his composure in front of Miss Zheng last night.

A former Qinhuai red shepherd, who has escaped from the quagmire, told Miss Zheng over and over again the love and hate in the past joyous occasions to a busy woman from a good family. Naturally, it was out of fulfilling the task entrusted to her by Shangfeng. .

However, Wang Yuesheng also felt sincerely that Ms. Zheng's world is completely another world.

Miss Zheng has already done so many things this morning.

After Wang Yuesheng was in a trance for a while, he walked to the lathe and said, "Thank you Mr. Lu for helping me cut the material."

Counting the time with his fingers again: "After July, the piano can be assembled in the 'shade room'. There are many bonded sections of the patchwork piano, and the panel and bottom plate are completely closed. The weather in Songjiang will take about a month. Then it will be dusted. Tire, that is a long time, you have to shave ten or twenty times, and then go into the shade room, come out at the Dragon Boat Festival next year, grind, polish, fix the emblem, etc., it will be soon. Then, one year and two months, the materials I stockpile If I can produce four zithers, I will entrust the old people from the past to yell, and I can exchange them for more than 200 taels of silver, and I can make you [-] combined guns, right?"

Lu Xiangsheng was taken aback for a moment, and then he was greatly moved.

Miss Wang is really not a vulgar fan.

Meeting by chance, we can fully support their ideals.

Mr. Lu, who was greatly moved, decided to cut materials with all his might before he left Songjiang to attend the provincial examination in Yingtianfu.

This kind of feeling of going two-way with people in the same way is great.

Until one day not long after, Miss Wang, who had promised to adjust the lacquer, did not appear in Fuyuan, and the music of Qin and flute ensemble came from Qingyuan in the east.

Lu Xiangsheng followed the sound and saw from a distance, by the pond where he used to take the dolls to experiment with water warfare, fire, thunder, and boat collision, Miss Wang was playing the piano, and a man in a Confucian scarf was standing beside him holding the flute to echo.

At the end of the song, the man picked up the thin booklet again and began to sing:

"There are two watch days on the railing, it's easy for others to see others,

A letter from the court, asking me to reunite with the phoenix, I can't see it, teach me what to do with tears,

Pick up a red light, read the return date on the book carefully, the plan should talk about Changshan. "

The man had only sung a few lines, and Wang Yuesheng, who was listening sideways, seemed to have found inspiration, and began to stroke the strings of the qin, playing a tune that was completely different from the ensemble of the qin and flute just now, but perfectly matched with this folk song.

Lu Xiangsheng stood there dumbfounded.

Behind him, Zheng Haizhu, who bought reed root juice from a peddler outside the door to cool off the heat, could be seen clearly.

Zheng Haizhu stepped forward and said softly, "This is Mr. Zhang Dai from Shaoxing."

Lu Xiangsheng's stiff elbow loosened, and his forearm dropped.

He couldn't help laughing at himself.

When he saw Zhang Yanke's "Mr. Zhang" more than half a month ago, from Wang Yuesheng's alienated politeness, he naively thought that even if Wang Yuesheng had an ambiguous background, he had nothing to do with Zhang Yanke.

Perhaps, Zhang Yanke's ancestors are old with this Miss Wang's ancestors, and it's just that Mr. Yanke came to save Fengchen for the sake of friendship.

As everyone knows, this Mr. Zhang in front of him is the 'righteous master'.

Those who sing in harmony with the phoenix and the phoenix only envy the mandarin ducks but not the immortals, the Lord is right.

Lu Xiangsheng sighed deeply in his heart.He turned to look at Zheng Haizhu.

This young lady, who met for some legendary reason and got along well with each other, handed over a can of fragrant reed root juice.

Lu Xiangsheng asked himself, he couldn't blame Zheng Haizhu for not disclosing Mr. Zhang's existence to himself from the very beginning.

This woman is like this, she is very flattered to make money, but in front of the vague signs of throbbing in human feelings, she waits and sees lightly, does not mix, it seems that no matter what the ending is, she has no intention of nodding, and she will not shake her head.

In fact, Lu Xiangsheng became more and more adaptable to this performance of singing against the moralists in a certain sense.

Lu Xiangsheng smiled at Zheng Haizhu: "Sister, this is the first time I know that the qin can accompany folk songs."

Zheng Haizhu also looked at him with a smile: "It's like this in everything. Whether you do it well or not depends on the person doing it. Whether it's suitable or not. Well, would you like to come in with me and say hello?"

Lu Xiangsheng nodded.

……

This summer, most of Zheng Haizhu's energy will not be focused on the emotional story of the male and female partners in the school.

She was only willing to spare a little time to lure Zhang Dai to visit Huang Zunsu and his wife.

After all, in the eyes of most people, the first teacher and the second teacher are in the same situation, let alone work together as colleagues.

A grandmother like Yao's who is the first wife can be regarded as the real second in command of the school. Zheng Haizhu placed Zhang Dai's concubine in the school, so how could he not say hello to the Huang family's grandparents.

Fortunately, Zhang Dai passed the emotional intelligence, first put his attitude very low, but was also frank, emphasizing that Wang Yuesheng was originally an official and craftsman who served the court, and lamented that a lover could not hold back the shackles of fate.

After such a bitter experience, Mrs. Yao spoke first, saying yes, unsatisfactory things are common in the world, so let’s leave some good luck in Miss Zheng’s school. I am soft-hearted, and Miss Zheng is not a badass. It's good for Miss Wang to live in peace of mind.

The relationship in this section was straightened out, and Zheng Haizhu immediately set off and hurried to Zhenjiang.

In order to implement the business of the shipping insurance company as soon as possible.

In this era, more than [-]% of people are illiterate, so the captain of the ship and the sailors are naturally illiterate, and the men sent by wealthy businessmen to transport goods may not be able to read a few words.

Therefore, Zheng Haizhu decided not to be too pedantic, and to come up with a lot of insurance clauses, but to learn from Liu Bang's entry into customs and the grounded model of the three chapters of the contract. When the insurance company was first established, the publicity was simpler.

"Estimate the value of the goods first, and then determine the amount of money according to the distance of the journey. If the ship capsizes and the goods are damaged, the Zheng family will lose money."

The slogan is so easy to understand to the outside world, when the owner of the goods comes to ask, Zheng Haizhu is going to bring Zheng Shoukuan to talk to each other one by one.

For example, small boats and old boats are risky and require extra money.

Whether the shipwreck or fire is involved, you have to pay more.

If it gets wet, it will be ruined, and it is impossible to recover the residual value of the goods, and you have to pay more.

Bandits along the way robbed the goods, adding money is useless and not covered by the insurance.

At the same time, Wu Bangde, who did not show up at the trading company, trained and recruited male and female trackers in accordance with the previous discussion with Zheng Haizhu. The news spread among the shippers who delivered the goods.

For about half a month like this, there began to be clever Anhui merchants and cargo owners who came to ask about insurance coverage, and then Huaiyang merchants followed suit.

What Zheng Haizhu is most worried about is not that someone will soon learn this model. After all, people in this era are still a little nervous about the business of selling so much money, and they are more willing to use the money to buy real goods.

What she is wary of is insurance fraud.The boss of the ship who acts recklessly and has bad intentions may collude with the cargo owner's subordinates, lie about the accident, and swallow the cargo privately. Anyway, the insurance company will lose money.

Zheng Haizhu talked about this hidden danger with Wu Bangde, and Wu Bangde replied directly that this is not a hidden danger, but an obvious danger.

"Miss Zheng, there is a folk saying that if you are innocent, you should be killed in a car and boat shop. Let's not believe in the saying that more dogs are slaughtered in righteousness, and scholars are the most ruthless."

Zheng Haizhu nodded and said: "The good and evil in the world are crowded and crowded. When we do business, we only see evil, so we don't dare to open this business. What we have to do is to fight evil hard. The ones you brought Spy, it’s just a matter of experience. If there is a dangerous situation later, when the cargo owner comes to claim compensation, the spies should go out to find out what happened to the shipwreck site and whether the life of the boatman and sailors has changed after the accident. If there is really a fraud, do it for us Those who recover the losses will be rewarded."

After thinking about it, he said: "Hey, the word scout is not good, but the word scout is not good enough. The ten men and three women we raised are called intelligence officers."

Wu Bangde laughed: "Then it's better to set up an intelligence bureau like the Beijing Division's Military Bureau, Needle Work Bureau, and Leather Work Bureau."

Zheng Haizhu didn't smile, but just stared at him: "Mr. Wu, what you said is exactly what I thought. A sparrow can also have great ambitions. I believe that one day, we will create a secret guard-like organization. It will definitely come in handy, not just for us to investigate insurance cases."

Wu Bangde listened to the word "we two", his heart moved slightly, but there was no abnormality on his face, instead he said straightforwardly: "Then the king of this game must be me, right?"

Zheng Haizhu showed his face: "Yes, but the heads of the Military War Bureau, the Needle Work Bureau, and the Weaving Bureau are all internal officials. They are called admirals. How can Mr. Wu be compared with them? The people in our hands are called Take your seat."

Wu Bangde seemed very satisfied: "This name is good, it sounds like the owner."

The atmosphere was relaxed, and Zheng Haizhu finally decided to ask a question that was not ready to ask before.

"Mr. Wu, why haven't you married yet?"

Wu Bangde heard the words, with a rising tone, softly said "um".

Zheng Haizhu has been very focused on his tone since dealing with him.

With her limited experience in getting along, Wu Bangde used to use a somewhat dazed tone particle to cover up his state of deliberating the answer.

This often means that the answer is not as common as going to the Imperial College to buy a Confucian scarf, such as "A man should first establish a career before starting a family" and other slogans that cannot go wrong anyway.

Wu Bangde paused for a moment, and said: "It was time to marry a wife three or four years ago. It was Qi Zongbing's matchmaker. She was the daughter of a general in Fushun. The general ran away and many soldiers died. Li Yongfang He was convicted and beheaded. His wife and daughter were sent to the capital, and they were not slaves."

Zheng Haizhu guessed that the answer was not very good, but he didn't expect to hear the words "Li Yongfang".

The sudden change in her eyes made Wu Bangde think that she was apologizing for her reckless inquiry.

Wu Bangde took the initiative to add a few more details about Qi Jin's attempt to rescue, to show that he did not hate answering this question.

Zheng Haizhu realized that opportunities like today's to deal with the right group of civil servants and generals often come unexpectedly.

So she narrowed her eyes, showing the look of "I don't believe in those nonsense", and said very bluntly: "How do you know that Li Yongfang is not timid to fight by himself, and finds his subordinates to block the gun afterwards?"

Wu Bangde didn't answer immediately.

Zheng Haizhu sincerely caught the other party's gaze: "I think it's very simple. The old man treats you like his own youngest son, so how can he be sloppy in getting married. The in-laws he loves will definitely not be the same generation. As for Li Yongfang, I don't know who it is, is he a civil servant sent by the imperial court to lead the army?"

Wu Bangde raised his eyebrows: "He's a general. Your uncle, Mao Wenlong, hasn't told you about this man?"

Zheng Haizhu shook his head: "No."

Wu Bangde had a weird smile on his lips: "Then it's the same when I tell you, he's just a moron."

Zheng Haizhu gave Wu Bangde a compliment from the bottom of his heart, secretly said, yes, this Li Yongfang is not only a scumbag, but also will be the first senior general of the Jin army after the surrender of the Ming Empire. Many of us in the future will know it.

Zheng Haizhu continued to ask: "Then this person is still in office?"

"Yes, still guarding Fushun."

Zheng Haizhu said: "If I remember correctly, is Fushun in the east of Shenyang? Is it blocking Houjin's door?"

Wu Bangde said: "Yes, Fushun Pass is not far to the east. There is a place called Saerhu. I heard that it is actually controlled by Nurhachi."

"So," Zheng Haizhu frowned, "How can Fushun Pass be guarded by a rat?"

Wu Bangde sighed noncommittally.

Zheng Haizhu suddenly said coldly, half jokingly and half earnestly: "If Li Yongfang has a precedent of cowardice, he will sacrifice the city to the Tartars."

Wu Bangde also showed a similar tone: "In the future, there will be too many things that are not guaranteed. We will happen to be in Liaodong at that time. Didn't Ms. Zheng say last time that going to battle is also killing, and assassination is also killing?"

Zheng Haizhu said sternly: "Mr. Wu, I really think that if such a general is allowed to guard Fushun Pass, it will be a great disaster. The famine in Shandong, those honest farmers who only know how to use hoes, will rebel. Now what if There is a famine in Jianzhou Jurchen, they just bring their bows and ride their horses, and come to Fushun Pass, what should we do?"

Wu Bangde stared at Zheng Haizhu, and said meaningfully: "It's a pity that the place where you and I are sitting now is Zheng's Insurance Company, not the cabinet of the capital."

"Well, we can't change people, can't we kill people?" Zheng Haizhu smiled lightly, but did not speak fiercely.

Wu Bangde stood up: "It's too early to say these things. By the way, if you have goods to go to your Mao Shibo later, I can escort them there for you."

Zheng Haizhu pursed her lips: "It's a good idea. Bring a few intelligence agents. Qingzhou Yanzhou's accent is not too different from Jiaoliao's accent."

(End of this chapter)