First Prince of Ming Dynasty

After returning to the residence, Chen Bing helped the rickety Zhu Biao into the house, while Chen Rongyan stayed to entertain Zhang Jinhe. After all, Zhang and Chen have been friends for generations.

The two of them sat down in the living room, and Zhang Jinhe spoke first: Brother Chen, which room is Mr. Yunze from? Why have you never heard of it?

Chen Rongyan said with a smile: Young master is naturally born of the master, but he has been raised in Suzhou and rarely returns to his hometown.

Zhang Jinhe nodded and didn't ask any further questions. He always felt that something was wrong, but Zhang and Chen's two families had the same interests, so it was impossible to get to the bottom of it.

After taking a sip of tea, Chen Rongyan asked: Brother Zhang has been here in Pingliang Mansion for a while now, what business are you doing?

Zhang Jin shook his head and said: Brother Chen was joking, what kind of business can there be in the disaster-stricken area? After transporting the last batch of relief food and grass from the south of the Yangtze River, I planned to go back. As a result, I received news two days ago that Mr. Chen was coming. This Pingliang Mansion The water is very deep now, thinking about the friendship between our two families for generations, I decided to stay here to help, so that I can have a companion when I go back.

Chen Rongyan stood up and thanked him, but he also knew what the Zhang family meant. He guessed that he had heard that the Chen family came here on behalf of the East Palace. Naturally, he wanted to mix things up, even if he could bring a word of the Zhang family when he reported the errand.

No matter how good the relationship between the two families is, they are not a family. It is fine for the Chen family to be one step ahead, but the Zhang family cannot just sit back and watch being pushed further and further away, otherwise they will not be family friends but superiors and subordinates.

Zhang Jinhe continued: Brother Chen has also seen what happened just now. They just want to bully Mr. Chen, who is young and inexperienced, and induce him to confront the imperial envoy. Be careful, after all, he is an imperial envoy with imperial guards.

Zhang Jinhe paused: There is an inappropriate sentence. Is it inappropriate to entrust such a young master with such a big errand? The Chen family is now the leader of our Jiangnan gentry, and it also represents the East Palace. If there is a conflict between the imperial envoys, it will be difficult to control the matter.

Chen Rongyan didn't answer but asked again: Brother Zhang, is it true that he didn't get mixed up with that group of people just now?

Zhang Jinhe stretched out his thumb and stroked the two beards on his lips, frowned and looked at Chen Rongyan, and then said in a deep voice: Indeed, since the envoy personally sent a letter to the Patriarch, my Patriarch has issued a strict order, Any member of the Zhang family who dares to sell grain to Shaanxi and Gansu will be severely punished by the family law and family rules, and I, Brother Chen, also know the strict rules of the Zhang family, so I don't have the guts.

Chen Rongyan nodded. The Zhang family has always been friendly to the outside world, but the rules are strict internally. Anyone who dares to go beyond the rules will be bruised, let alone serious ones. Therefore, among the gentry in the south of the Yangtze River, only the Zhang family rarely has Rich playboy.

There was silence in the lobby for a while, before Chen Rongyan said: Brother Zhang made a good move unintentionally, so let's stay and help.

Zhang Jinhe's eyes lit up: Brother Chen, don't worry, my younger brother will never say anything else, and will never ask too many questions.

Zhang Jinhe's thoughts were racing at this time, unlike the officials in Shaanxi and Gansu, they only knew about His Highness the Crown Prince through rumors. After all, their Jiangnan gentry had stepped over the threshold of the Eastern Palace with one foot, so they naturally knew what kind of person His Highness the Crown Prince was. .

What's more, even if His Royal Highness is short of money, why use the method of selling food, which will cause endless troubles? As long as the Jiangnan gentry sell their properties, they will make up for the shortage of silver for His Royal Highness.

And no one would be reluctant, after all, the gap between the current crown prince and the emperor is estimated to be only one enthronement ceremony, and the rest of the princes have no sense of existence at all, and there is no hope of a comeback.

You can have as much wealth as you have power. The current problem of the Jiangnan gentry is that they have more wealth than they can control. If Zhu Biao hadn't intervened in it, the rest of the people would have jumped on him after Li Wenzhong took the first bite .

Chen Rongyan thought about what Zhu Biao might ask for a while and asked Zhang Jinhe, What's the current situation in Pingliang Mansion?

Zhang Jinhe said slowly: Before Wang Qin came here, there were about 50 trucks of dead bodies transported out of the city every day. After Wang Shijian came, the situation has improved, but there are still more than 20 trucks transported out every day.

Chen Rongyan figured it out after a little calculation. It seems that the deterrent power of the imperial envoys is indeed great. No wonder these people were a little too eager just now, and they even targeted young people. The face of the Chen family.

Afterwards, the two discussed for a while before Zhang Jinhe resigned. Chen Rongyan sent him out of the door and went straight to the backyard. On the way, he ran into his cousin Chen Bingxian and told him, Go around, the guards at home are probably the same. I'm a little overwhelmed, so go and comfort me, and take a look at the situation in the city by the way, you can't believe what others say.

Chen Bingxian replied: In the past, I also had contacts with many storekeepers in Pingliang Prefecture, so I will contact you now.

Don't be too ostentatious, there are too many people staring at us.

Chen Bing led a few people out of the mansion first, and Chen Rongyan went outside Zhu Biao's house and asked Zhao Huaian to come in and report. Zhu Biao was lying on the collapsed bed at this time, resting on the collapsed bed, and he was really confused after drinking.

After a few words of concern, Chen Rongyan recounted the content of his conversation with Zhang Jinhe. Zhu Biao closed his eyes after listening and said: It is estimated that someone will come to invite you in the evening. At that time, you will say that I am unwell and cannot get up. Now, it’s up to you to fill the banquet, remember, hang them up, don’t refuse but don’t agree too quickly, and explore their roots.”

Chen Rongyan bowed and promised: My lord, don't worry, drinking and feasting are my strengths, and I will definitely do it beautifully.

Zhu Biao waved his hand, Chen Rongyan bowed and took three steps back, then turned around and left, Liu An's complexion looked better, merchants were not well-behaved, so he reminded him several times before he remembered, if it was in the palace, it would be Brush a bucket of stuff for a lifetime.

Liu An saw that His Royal Highness was still a little uncomfortable, and the room was stuffy, so he hurriedly took out a clean towel and threw it into the water, then gently folded it on His Highness's forehead...

Zhu Biao felt that his forehead felt a little better, but he was not sleepy at all when he was drinking, but he felt dry and hot. It seemed that he was really sick after traveling all the way and being unaccustomed to the water and soil.

Feeling it silently, I feel that there is no big problem with myself, but I still have to be careful, and asked: Have you gone to hire a doctor?

As soon as this remark came out, Liu An became a little nervous: Please, Your Highness, you are really unwell, this... this is not acceptable! The imperial envoy Wang has an accompanying imperial physician, so I will call you here!

Zhu Biao felt irritated when he heard his fuss: Okay, I'm just a little tired, let's talk about it after the doctor reads it.

Liu An was about to cry: No, I don't care about this country doctor. If his medical skills are not good, what should I do? If my godfather knows that my servant asked such a person to treat you, I have to tear my servant alive.

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I’m really not in a good state recently, and I feel like I’m stuck in a bottleneck. It’s the first time I’m writing so many words and I dare not write too fast, I can’t control it. After all, Emperor Wen is really not interesting.