Borrow the day to change the day

() "Shopkeeper, don't you know that this banknote is worth old money now?"

"Angkor, two days ago, I also heard people say that a warehouse bill is fifteen cents silver, which is only a chicken coin now. Could it be possible that the price of warehouse bills can be tripled?" The shopkeeper looked at them like this , I knew that the market had changed, so I tried to guess.

Wu Er and his friends laughed for a while after hearing this, and then he said to the shopkeeper: "Yesterday, the emperor decreed that the national salt production should be enough to pay for all warehouse notes and be exchanged for salt quotations. You say, now this How much will the banknote be worth?"

"Really?" The shopkeeper's hand holding the warehouse bill trembled slightly when he heard it.

"Why, don't you believe me? Or if I snapped up so many warehouse bills, I'm full?" Wu Er said while proudly patting the place where the warehouse bills were placed in his arms.

"Did your sister tell you?" The shopkeeper wanted to confirm again.

Wu Er looked at him like an idiot, but didn't speak.

The shopkeeper saw an answer in his eyes, as if he was laughing at himself, this is still a question, isn't it obvious.

The shopkeeper looked at the companions who came with Wu Er, and found that all of them were looking at him like Wu Er's eyes, and a burst of ecstasy slowly surged in his heart.

Wu Er saw that the shopkeeper seemed to be acting stupid, so he got impatient, so he asked the shopkeeper, "Will you accept this banknote or not? If you don't accept it, we will eat it at another shop."

When he was talking, he raised his head and waited for the shopkeeper to take the warehouse bills back into his arms while saying good things to compliment him.

Unexpectedly, the shopkeeper said: "Ah, it's really like this. I can't accept Angkor's banknotes. Please take care of them."

As soon as Wu Er heard it, he was so bored, he told him the news was true, and refused to accept the warehouse bills. His brain was really kicked by a donkey.

The shopkeeper handed over the warehouse bill with both hands, waiting for Wu Er to take it back.

Seeing that Wu Er's face was not right, he immediately explained: "Don't misunderstand, Angkor, this news from you is worth the price of this meal. You eat and drink well, and the fee is free."

Seeing the shopkeeper's sincere face, Wu Er didn't look like he was joking, so his heart moved, and he took back the warehouse bills while guessing: "Could it be that the shopkeeper also has a lot of warehouse bills?"

"Exactly, as long as there are restaurants and restaurants that have been open for a long time, they will always buy some. I think that I will be lucky that day, and I can exchange some salt to attract them. It will be convenient to sell or use for myself. I didn't expect to be able to exchange them all today. Your majesty is wise!"

The shopkeeper said with emotion while standing up straight.

"Angkor, tell me, can the imperial court produce so much salt?" The shopkeeper was a little worried again, and asked Wu Er again.

"Indeed, for so many years in the Ming Dynasty, warehouse banknotes have accumulated more and more, and how many people's warehouse banknotes have rotted into waste paper. Can all the output of this salt be exchanged for warehouse banknotes?" One of Wu Er's companions also had doubts.

"You don't know anymore. Since you have put in a lot of effort, let me explain to you in detail." Wu Er said to his companion.

As Wu Er spoke, he sat down, and his companions gathered around the table, waiting for Wu Er's next words.

"The emperor hastily recruited the salt transfer envoys and promotions from the two capitals and thirteen provinces to the capital. Just yesterday afternoon, a meeting was held in the Wenhua Palace. The cabinet, ministers, and supervisors all attended. The shopkeeper." Wu Er started talking, but felt that he was not interested, so he raised his head and called the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was also listening, Wu Eryi called him, and immediately agreed.

"You have no wine or food, let me talk on an empty stomach?"

"Yes, yes, shopkeeper, quickly serve the food and wine." Wu Er's companions also hurriedly shouted.

When the shopkeeper heard this, he quickly apologized, and then asked Xiaoer to inform the kitchen to cook and serve good wine.

Then he wondered if he should take a trip by himself to see the market of warehouse notes, to see if it was really what Wu Er said.

But Wu Er has never had a precedent of eating the overlord's meal, and he is a face-saving person. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible to fabricate false news to deceive himself. Besides, what he said has a nose and eyes. With his eyes that have been trained for many years, Didn't see any fakes either.

Before the shopkeeper could make up his mind, a family member was sent from the backyard to report the good news to him.

It turns out that those who got the news in advance all fabricated various reasons to quietly buy warehouse notes.At this time, the purchase was almost done, and the real news spread. The servants sent out to work in the backyard heard about it and hurried back to report.

The shopkeeper let go of the last trace of worry, overjoyed, and ran back to the backyard to check the warehouse notes at home. He didn't pay much attention to it before, but now he has to hide it.

After a while, he reappeared in the restaurant beaming and announced that all the guests' lunch fees would be waived.

For a while, although there were not many customers in Zuixianlou, everyone from the shopkeeper to the waiter to the customers was happy.

Of course, those who sold the warehouse money had no choice but to hide at home and regret it.But generally speaking, the banknotes that were originally worthless paper have become valuable again, and everyone is happy.

Besides, Wu Er and his companions gossiped about what happened yesterday while drinking and eating.

As they were talking, a companion suddenly asked: "Have you noticed that the current emperor seems to be different from the previous emperor di du?"

"What's the difference? Aren't they all sitting on the Golden Luan Hall?" A companion disagreed.

That person also drank too much, looked at his companion, and then said mysteriously: "It's even more shameless."

As soon as Wu Er heard this, he stretched out his hand and slapped the man on the back of the head: "What do you say, you are shameless."

Thanks to the emperor's blessing today, Wu Er, who has made a lot of money, can't hear anyone slandering the emperor.

"Ah, it hurts. I was wrong. The imperial court is shameless." The man changed his words.

"I'll punish myself with a cup before I speak." Wu Er still didn't let him go.

The man didn't dare to object, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank it down in one gulp.Then he said: "Didn't you find out that the announcements of the imperial court are all vernacular."

The people around nodded their heads when they heard it. This is true, but someone immediately expressed a different opinion: "Isn't it good to speak the vernacular? You can understand it as soon as you hear it. Before we change it, we have to listen to your explanation. You are incompetent." Is it obvious?"

Wu Er is not a literate person either. We hang out together on weekdays, and when encountering a matter of literacy, we have to listen to this person shaking his head to show off his level.

Hearing him talk about this now, he laughed and said: "You dare to blame the emperor because you don't have to show off. You dare to say that the current officials can't write the previous announcements. The emperor is thinking about the people. Have you seen that?" Is there any emperor who considers the people as much as the current emperor?"

Wu Er saw that his other companions were all nodding, agreeing with his opinion, and proudly said, "My brother-in-law, as you know, the assistant ministers of the Ming cabinet are at the forefront of all Jinshi, and the level of writing articles is that of ordinary people. Comparable, isn't it?"

Everyone nodded quickly, it was the existence of looking up to, and the level of writing articles must be very good.

"Do you know how my brother-in-law wrote the memorial now?" Wu Er asked again.

"How did you write it?" The person who slandered the emperor just now asked curiously. Compared with other companions, he is a literati, and he is more concerned about this.

"At the emperor's order, what punctuation marks are added to the memorial. It can be understood at a glance, without the need to punctuate the sentence."

Wu Er gossips.

"Why?" Several people asked together. Since ancient times, sentences have been required to be punctuated in articles, but now there is no need to punctuate sentences, which is really strange.

"That's because the emperor was afraid that someone would play word games in the memorial and deceive others, so he invented this set of punctuation marks. Let the memorial be as easy to understand as this notice. Do you understand, these are all deliberately made by the emperor, no? What face problem."

"What is the emperor trying to do? Could it be that the emperor doesn't trust civil servants anymore?" The man thought about it, and suddenly came to a terrible conclusion.

"Maybe it's really possible. Didn't the factory guards start to come out again?" One of the companions immediately agreed and put forward his own evidence.

"That's right, the assassination of Uncle Zhongxing was not investigated by the factory guards. If the people from Shuntian Mansion go to investigate, there will be no results."

"The emperor has done a lot of things recently. The cabinet's chief assistant has been replaced three times in a row. The Minister of the Ministry of War has been imprisoned, and the Minister of the Ministry of Industry has returned to his hometown. He has also investigated and dealt with several censors."

"Who says it's not? People are panicking now, and they don't know whose turn it will be next."

"It's best to click all of them, there is no good thing, and everything needs money." Suddenly, a companion raised his voice and vented angrily.

These people are usually powerless people, and every time they deal with officials, they have to spend a lot of money on those officials.

His words resonated for a while, and then one of them added: "The emperor called all civil and military officials to donate money to those refugees. You can see how many people donated. When making money, one is more ruthless than the other. Those who donate money Every now and then, one is poorer than the other. It's not a fucking thing."

These people only cared about their own lip service, they didn't see that Wu Er's face had sunk, and he was still talking about the **** of Ming officials.

It was the literate companion who discovered it first, and quickly interrupted their conversation: "The cabinet of the Ming Dynasty is still very clean, and the emperor's ministers must be good, aren't they?"

After listening to what he said, everyone noticed that their brother-in-law had also been scolded by them just now, so they quickly changed their tone and began to praise, but they thought in their hearts that it was not a virtue.

As a result, the atmosphere became harmonious again, and the cups were changed.

Emperor Chongzhen was naturally unaware of Xiaomin's private discussions, and at this time he was reviewing memorials in the Wenhua Hall.Suddenly it was reported that Sun Chengzong came to see him.