my brother-in-law is the prince

Chapter 67 The Truth
Hearing this, Zhu Di took a deep breath: "The so-called four people are you two, plus Zhang Anshi and Qiu Song?" "No, not Qiu Song, he joined the group halfway."

"Who is the other person?"

"I don't know."

Zhu Di snapped his eyes: "Didn't Zhang Anshi say anything?"

"He said that there was a man, he was his elder brother. He said that this man was very powerful, but he was serious about everything, had a weird temper, and... his mouth was not clean..."

"What else?" Zhu Di was breathing more and more heavily, could this...could it be Zhen?

"What else?" Zhu Yong read, frowning for a while, as if he was trying to remember something.

Zhu Yong thought for a while, and finally said: "He said that brother has a soft spot for eating shit."

Zhu Di's body trembled, and silkworm eyebrows raised: "Damn it, he started spreading rumors and causing trouble again!"

Zhu Yong was startled, and curled up hastily again.

Zhu Di took a deep breath. He felt that it was very unmannered for him to scold his mother, not to mention...it was a teenager.

"That old man... How much of this business did he take advantage of?"

Zhu Yong said: "Half. I also find it puzzling, but elder brother... no, Zhang Anshi said that it is a matter of being entrusted by others and being loyal to others."

Zhu Di opened his eyes slightly, looked at him with piercing eyes and said, "Is it the business on the pier?"

In an instant, Zhu Di realized that he was really wrong to blame Marquis Wu'an, and Marquis Wu'an was really wronged through the ages.

He suddenly remembered that Zhang Anshi had asked his name, and in order to perfunctory Zhang Anshi, he casually pronounced Wu Anhou's name.

At that time, Zhu Di was only on a whim, just perfunctory, and didn't take it seriously, he had already forgotten about it.

But now he knows that Marquis Wu'an is himself.

"Yes."

Zhu Di's eyes widened, and his breathing began to be heavy: "Doesn't this mean...doesn't it mean...there were 3 taels of pure profit trading in that month...a year was nearly 40 taels of silver. Is it 20 taels of real gold and silver?"

This is definitely a very scary number.

The Ming Dynasty established the country with agriculture, and the main tax was land tax, and the grain tax was collected.

But real money... Actually, the annual income is very low, which is why both the emperor Gao and Zhu Di chose to keep printing big banknotes to solve the problem.

Then, although the annual income of 20 taels is not much in the national treasury, what if it is domestic money?
The treasury is the income of the country, and it is difficult for the emperor to embezzle it, but the internal funds are the income of the royal family, which Zhu Di can use!

If this money is charged into internal funds, then it is definitely an astronomical sum.

Zhu Yong thought for a while and said, "3 taels? This... I'm only in charge of beating people, and I don't know anything about business, my father..."

"Your father also knows?" Zhu Di was taken aback, but soon, he remembered something: "At the beginning your father came to see me and said Zhang Anshi... By the way, no wonder your father has not heard from you since then, this old fox! "

"Ah... this..." Zhu Yong opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a long time.

But now, Zhu Di didn't care about this. He stood up and pressed on step by step: "You continue to talk."

"I don't know, I can only ask my elder brother. My elder brother knows everything about astronomy and geography."

Zhu Di calmed down a little, glanced at Zhu Yong with a look of disgust, and said with a stern face: "You three, are you guilty?"

Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu hurriedly said: "Convicted."

Qiu Song tilted his head and thought for a while, sniffed his nose and said, "Convicted!"

Zhu Di said: "Then reflect on it for a few more days, hum!"

After all, he walked away quickly with his hands behind his back.

After leaving the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, Yi Shiha, dozens of guards and wardens were waiting here, and when they saw Zhu Di, they would salute.

Zhu Di said: "There is no need to be like this, prepare your horse."

Yi Shiha stepped forward and said softly: "Your Majesty...this is..."

Zhu Di said, "Go to the pier, which is the wharf of the Confucius Temple."

"Your Majesty." Yi Shiha was rather worried: "It's getting late."

Zhu Di waited for the guard to fetch the horse, turned over with ease, and sat on the tall horse, looking down at Yi Shiha: "I have to go no matter how late it is."

After all, he was the first to ride away.

Yishiha didn't dare to be negligent, so he and other attendants got on their horses and headed towards the Confucius Temple.

………………

The Confucius Temple Wharf is here.

At this time, there are still a lot of pedestrians, there are merchants coming and going, there are footwork to carry goods, there are subordinates who maintain order, and occasionally there are a few cries of children.

Occasionally, monks and Taoists passed by, or scholars on their way. The monks and Taoists often had gentle faces, not surprised by favor or disgrace, while most of the scholars in Lunjin Confucian shirts were full of ambition.

Of course, there are more ordinary people who are either barefoot or wearing cloth shoes. They are in a hurry and look nervous.

It is a small two-story building next to the Confucius Temple Pier.

This place has been leased by Zhang Anshi, with the plaque of "Brother Ship Industry".

Zhang Anshi is the most loyal. He will always talk about his brother and keep it in his heart. It is this signboard that is also named after his brother.

This is to allow myself to inherit the behest of the three brothers at all times, no, inherit their spirit, and live well.

At this time, there was a lot of voices in this brother's shipping industry.

All the men took dustpans and baskets, and gathered up the mountains of copper coins and scraps of silver, and then seven or eight accounting rooms began to settle accounts, and then put the money into the warehouse.

The most inconvenient thing in ancient times was the currency issue.

Of course, it's not that there are convenient currencies, such as treasure notes, but... but no one dares to care.

Therefore, depositing money into the treasury, recording and disbursing them are Zhang Anshi's biggest headaches.

Zhang Anshi had been staying here for a full day. At this time, the sun was setting and the sunset was like fire, burning half of the sky red, but Zhang Anshi still didn't dare to leave, because he was worried that the money would not be fully settled and put into the warehouse.

This is all the profits in the past month, if you don't focus on how to make it.

He lamented in his heart, if his brothers were here, the three culprits would only have to stand here with cold eyebrows, which accountant and clerk would dare to hide money secretly?
However, the brothers have eaten their meals in prison, and now I am the only one watching here.

Copper coins one after another are thrown up with straw ropes, and a thousand coins are consistent.

All the scraps of silver are weighed and the quantity is recorded.

After that, the silver must be re-smelted into ingots and then sealed.

Many of the hired accountants were hired by Zhu Jin. There was no other way, and suddenly large-scale settlements occurred. Zhang Anshi lacked experience in this area, so he had to entrust Zhu Jin.

Anyway, when Zhu Jin saw him now, it was like a mouse seeing a cat and earning money from him, and felt unable to sleep at night. Zhang Anshi felt relieved about this man.

He sat on the chair and pretended to drink tea, but in fact he carefully observed everyone here to prevent someone from hiding money secretly.

At this moment, the sound of horseshoes came from outside.

Da da da……

Da da da……

The hooves stopped.

Immediately, someone fell off the horse, followed by hurried footsteps.

After a while, a person appeared at the gate like a hill!

Who is it not Zhu Di?

Zhu Di looked forward to entering the small building.

When Zhang Anshi saw it, his legs began to weaken again.

I don't know where the problem came from, but now I see Zhu Di's legs go limp.

"See... seen..."

Zhu Di narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Anshi, and immediately said, "Have you seen Lord Ben?"

Zhang Anshi suddenly realized, and immediately said with a smile: "Marquis Wu An?"

Zhu Di nodded.

The three characters of Marquis Wu'an still made the staff and accountants in the building raise their heads in amazement and sneak a glance at them.

These people are the generation of three religions and nine streams. Of course, they knew that the owner of Brother Ship Industry must not be simple, but they never expected that they were actually a Marquis.

In the minds of many people, this is an existence that is so high that they can't even cling to it in their entire lives.

Zhang Anshi immediately became courteous, and began to circle around Zhu Di: "Come on, Master Hou...you drink tea, oh, Master Hou, your body is really strong... When I was sitting here, I was still thinking, why do my eyes keep getting old? It's jumping, don't you want to meet a nobleman? In a blink of an eye...you are here."

Zhu Di: "..."

Thinking of Zhang Anshi not long ago, he was so powerful, he always scolded himself, and in a blink of an eye, he looked pitiful, Zhu Di took a deep breath, and said, "Half of this is my business?"

Zhang Anshi was honest about this, and said without the slightest hesitation: "Yes, didn't we agree at the beginning? You gave me money, and later I said that we would do business together. It was in the contract, and I even hired a guarantor." People, signed and pledged."

Zhu Di blushed, rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "I didn't expect you to have such loyalty, which is very similar to me."

"Of course." Zhang Anshi winked and said, "Why else are we...relatives?"

Zhu Di looked around and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Anshi said: "Check out."

"Bill, please?"

"Isn't this a good deal for more than a month, and the account must be settled at the end of the month."

Immediately, Zhu Di's eyes fell on the mountain of gold, silver and copper coins: "This...is..."

"Yes." Zhang Anshi said firmly.

This is the emperor, damn it, I didn't expect to make a lot of money this time, and I actually did business with the emperor.

Back then, Zhang Anshi insisted on letting this 'Marquis of Wu'an' be the major shareholder. In fact, the reason was very simple. He knew very well that it was a taboo thing for royal relatives to do business in this era.

But it's different when there is an old man blocking it.

What's more, he is not the uncle of the country...

In the Yongle Dynasty, the most popular ones were those honored ministers from the Beiping Mansion. With these people to shield him from the wind and rain, it seemed that he had earned less money, but in fact... there were more opportunities to make money.

What Zhang Anshi considers is not the question of how much money he makes, but the question of safety.

But now... the major shareholder has become Emperor Yongle.

Zhu Di was obviously very excited.

Even Zhu Di saw this mountain of gold, silver and copper coins for the first time.

(End of this chapter)