Great Wei Nengchen

The reason why colored glaze is more expensive than gold and jade is because the quantity is very rare. Once a large amount is circulated in the world, no one will care about it. It is no different from red bricks and gray tiles. Xiao Yi will not make this kind of mistake. When going south, they still have to rely on selling colored glaze to raise military expenses!

"Everyone has had a hard time these few days. Each person rewards a hundred liang of gold and a hundred pieces of silk. As for the matter of forging colored glaze, it is regarded as a spring and autumn dream. Whoever dares to reveal a word-to destroy the three clans, to destroy the bones and ashes !"

"No--thank you, Da Sima, for the reward!"

First paid the hush money, then issued the gag order, then sealed and loaded dozens of exquisite glass vessels on the cart, and Xiao Yi happily went back to the city...

With these treasures, dignitaries and Buddhist monks will definitely go crazy, and the gold, silver and jewels in their wallets will continue to roll out, and there will be no copper coins left. With money in the treasury, civil uprisings can be easily quelled !

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"Lord Da Sima has returned to the residence, and the idlers wait to stay away!"

"Da da da!"

Xiao Yi went out on horseback, but came back by car. Although the glassware is exquisite, it is most afraid of bumps and bumps. Once the appearance is damaged, the value will plummet!

Arranged a stable bullock cart, a large box made of cork, stuffed with flexible straw, escorted by heavy soldiers along the way, and slowly returned to Wushouhou Mansion...

Two miles away from the Hou's Mansion, there were cavalrymen who came back to report the news, and the upper and lower people immediately got busy, in order to be needed by Da Sima, the housekeeper-Song Zhong stood at the gate, waiting for Da Sima's car...

"Little ones, be quicker, clean the street gate, and pour a little more water. There is too much dust recently!"

"Tell me to prepare hot water later, and then spread the quilt. Da Sima will go out for more than ten days, and when he comes back, he must take a bath and change clothes, and sleep well!"

"Yes, butler!"

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Song Zhong is a good housekeeper. He arranges things in an orderly manner and considers them meticulously. No wonder he has been able to be the housekeeper of the Hou Mansion for almost ten years!

Because of his strong ability and loyalty, Xiao Yi also thought about letting Song Zhong out to become a miscellaneous general, or a local prefect, and let him have a future!

As a result, Song Zhong cried loudly on his knees, almost wiped his own neck, and would not leave the Hou Mansion without saying anything. There are hundreds of generals and prefects in the whole country, but there is only one housekeeper in the Wuchou Hou Mansion. Song Zhong still wants to serve Xiao Shi for the rest of his life. Try to be a Conglong hero!

"Steward Song Zhong... Butler Song Zhong, God bless you, I finally let me see you!"

Not far from the gate of the Hou's Mansion, a man popped out suddenly. His hair was messy like withered grass, his face was messy, and he was wearing a worn sheepskin jacket. It was Wu Zhi, a labor monk!

Ever since he met Xiao Yi by chance, Wu Zhi became restless, talking to himself, or turning around in circles, like being possessed by a demon, so frightened that the monks almost saved him!

On the one hand, Wu Zhi is not reconciled to going down and down, eating and drinking in the temple and waiting to die for the rest of his life. What he longs for is glory and wealth, fresh clothes and angry horses, and the right to end life and death!

On the other hand, he really didn't know what to say. A down-and-out coachman left behind a piece of tattered cloth with a strange smell, so he let himself go to Wuchouhou's mansion. Isn't that too childish?

The people living in Wuchouhou's mansion are the devil king who kills without blinking an eye, and the greedy wolf who specializes in eating human flesh. If he rushes in rashly, he is not looking for his own death, maybe he will have no bones left!

After hesitating like this for six or seven days, Wu Zhi lost several catties, and finally decided to fight to the death. Anyway, his life is dead. If he loses the bet, he will die early and be reincarnated. If he wins the bet, he will soar into the sky. If he gives up this opportunity, I will live in regret for the rest of my life...

Wu Zhi had no relatives, no friends, and no belongings to clean up. Taking advantage of the monks not paying attention, he went to the back kitchen to steal a few steamed buns, carried them on his back, and went down the mountain in a hurry. Seven or eight days...

Hou's mansion is heavily guarded, and there are guards in front of the gate. How could a shabby household be able to enter? Wu Zhi wandered around the gate several times, but he didn't see the housekeeper, Song Zhong, and because of his suspicious behavior, he was almost caught as an assassin!

Later, I saw that he was thin and withered, and he didn't hide a weapon. He was just expelled. The guards at the gate took pity on him and gave him dozens of copper coins and an old sheepskin jacket. Otherwise, Wu Zhi would have died of freezing and starvation. up.

In desperation, Wu Zhi squatted on the street, staring at the gate of Wuchouhou's mansion day and night, hoping that God would bless him and let him see the big butler. Zhong is also an unattainable figure!

"Director Song, Chief Manager Song—the villain has something to ask for an appointment!"

"There is an assassin, catch him!"

"The villain is not an assassin, the villain's name is Wu Zhi... I have a token!"

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Whether it's life or death, it's a fight here, Wu Zhi took a deep breath, and rushed towards the gate of the Hou's mansion, his two short legs spun like wheels, using all his strength to feed!

The guards in front of the mansion were heavily guarded, how could a stranger come over, and his own soldiers immediately stepped forward to stop him. Fortunately, Wu Zhi was in rags and unarmed. He didn't look like an assassin at first glance, but more like a psychopath.

The two soldiers looked at each other and turned the spear in their hands. The two spears were crossed and pinned on Wu Zhi's calf. Wu Zhi immediately fell to the ground...

The guards dragged Wu Zhi's body and prepared to imprison him first, and then slowly interrogate him. Unexpectedly, Wu Zhi scratched his feet and yelled loudly. Song Zhong, who had already walked more than ten steps, turned his head to wait and see... …

"Your name is Wu Zhi... Wait a minute, show me the token!"

"The villain is Wu Zhi, this is the token!"

Wu Zhi survived his death, he got up quickly, took out a piece of rag from his bosom, and held it high above his head...

Song Zhong took the rag, checked it over and over for a while, and was sure that it was Da Sima's underwear, because the chicken on it was eating rice... It was not a picture of a divine bird and a phoenix.

Da Sima also confessed that a man named Wu Zhi would come to the Hou's mansion with a token that he had given to seek refuge in the near future, so that he could entertain him well, but he didn't say a word about what the other party looked like or what the token looked like!

I thought that this man named Wu Zhi was a handsome man with fluttering white clothes, who would come to the gate of the mansion with his servants in a luxurious vehicle, and then pass door invitations and greetings...

I didn't expect it to be a shabby hut with ragged clothes, no different from a beggar, and I didn't expect that the token left by Da Sima was actually his own underwear. The ancients had a habit of breaking sleeves. Could it be that he and Da Sima... Isn't it too bad, or is this kid possessing superb skills?

Chapter 1390 194 Fighting and Star Shifting, Meeting Buddha and Killing Buddha ([-])

"Crack! Crack!--I'm not dreaming, I'm not dreaming, I'm really not dreaming!"

The six-foot-high and four-foot-diameter nanmu bathtub was filled with freshly boiled bath water and put a lot of rose petals. Wu Zhi soaked in it and felt so comfortable that he shivered. He slapped himself three times in a row, afraid It's just a dream!

He never expected that with a piece of broken cloth, he not only entered Wuchouhou's Mansion, but also enjoyed the honored guest treatment, sumptuous food and drink, hot bath water, a new set of clothes, and two beautiful maids beside him!

Brother Coachman did not lie, Song Zhong owed him a lot of kindness, otherwise he would not have entertained himself like this, they all said 'the master leads the door, and the practice is up to the individual', entering the Hou's mansion is only the first step, what is the next step?

Song Zhong, the big housekeeper, has a good hand and eyes, is slick in all aspects, and knows many high-ranking officials and dignitaries. If you show yourself well, it will not be a problem to ask him to recommend a small official!

Start from a small county official, be diligent and conscientious, be in harmony with each other, and estimate that you will be promoted to the chief book in ten years, and become a county magistrate in another ten years... If you are lucky, and you have the relationship with the Marquis of Wuchou, you can wait until the time comes. When I resign in old age, I can probably be a prefect.

There is another way, which is to stay in the Hou's mansion, be a small steward, follow Song Zhong every day, do some small errands, maybe you have to serve others!

However, those who entered and exited the Hou's Mansion were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries. If he behaved better and became the entourage of a certain important person, his life would be completely different. Maybe it would be the glory and wealth, or maybe his head would fall to the ground!

"You -- what are you going to do, don't fumble around!"

"Hehe, honored guests don't have to be shy, my servants will rub your back for you!"

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Wu Zhi was closing his eyes and meditating. Two pairs of small hands reached into the bathtub and touched him. He was so frightened that he quickly opened his eyes. It turned out that two little maids leaned over...

They are all around the age of sixteen or seventeen, tall and slender, with soft waists and tender skin. They look more upright than each other, and their smiles are even more charming and enchanting, full of special meanings.

Maids in wealthy mansions, besides serving their masters, sometimes also serve guests, and they provide all-round services. If they perform particularly well, they may be reborn and become the concubine of a high-ranking official!

For example, Mrs. Bian, the mistress of the Xiangfu, was originally a maiko from a humble background. Later, at an aristocratic banquet, she met the young Cao Cao. Because of her outstanding talent, gentleness and consideration, she successfully became Cao Cao's concubine, and then rose step by step. ...Finally became the prime minister's wife!