East Chang'an Avenue.
In the antique medicine store, a white-haired doctor is giving a pulse to a young man in his twenties, with a focused and serious expression.
The young man's face was a little pale and looked like a serious illness. He looked at the old doctor who has decades of experience in medicine, stretched his head closer and said: "There should be no problem with my physical signs, mainly mental. First. , You have to look at my eyes, whether they are scattered, tranced or not concentrated. Second, you have to observe whether my words and deeds are logical, so that you can have a basis for judgment. Third, you have to ask me questions to determine whether I have hallucinations or delusions. , Schizophrenia..."
Behind the young man was a fifteen or six-year-old boy in Tsing Yi. He turned pale when he heard Zhou Zheng's words and cried out, "It's over, the young master's madness has committed..."
The old doctor's serious expression turned a little ugly, turned his head to look at Zhou Zheng, retracted his hand, and said lightly: "Twenty essays."
Zhou Zheng's expression was clear, he quickly paid out, and hurriedly asked: "Doctor, did you see it?"
The old doctor received the copper coins, waved his hand, and said: "Go to play elsewhere, the old man has no time to take care of it."
Zhou Zheng watched the old doctor turned around and grabbed the medicine. He unwillingly took out a piece of paper and said, "Doctor, this is the schizophrenia test form. It has questions and answers. You just need to ask me questions in the normal order."
Tsing Yi's little boy twitched his mouth, looking at the serious expression of his second young master, he felt pitiful no matter how he looked, and couldn't help crying.
The old doctor took care of himself and grabbed the medicine in the medicine box, and said: "Your young master is physically weak and has no other problems. Go back and live well."
The young man in Tsing Yi laughed with him, how dare to speak.
However, Zhou Zheng's expression was greatly lifted, this is already the twelfth, enough!
He stood up abruptly, took out a handful of silver from his arms and patted it on the table, and said loudly, "Thank you, doctor!"
Zhou Zheng has already judged from the process of'seeing a doctor' that he is not having hallucinations, delusions, nor schizophrenia, he has really come to the Ming Dynasty!
"Hahahaha, Ming Dynasty, someone from Zhou is here!" Zhou Zheng looked up to the sky and screamed, leaving the medicine shop with a big laugh.
Suddenly, a crowd of onlookers greeted with strange eyes, stopped to watch and watch idiots.
The young man in Tsing Yi was taken aback, grabbed the silver on the drugstore, and chased Zhou Zheng anxiously and shouted: "Second Young Master and Second Young Master, go home quickly, Master will be home early today, so you can't stay outside... "
A group of apprentices in the drugstore looked at each other, approached the old doctor, and said, "Master, this person is the second son of Zhou Da's family, right?"
The old doctor didn't care, sorting out the medicine box by himself.
Another apprentice said unwillingly: "Master, he is really crazy, right? What he said is strange, incoherent, inexplicable, crazy..."
The old doctor walked to the counter and said lightly: "Do your business well."
The apprentices looked stunned and hurriedly got up.
But each other has been confirmed, that is, the second son of Zhou Da's family, really crazy!
It's a pity to be crazy just as soon as it is lifted!
September 21st, Qiuwei, the fourth day after being released.
There is a joke circulating in the capital that the engineering department gave Zhou Qingli's second son, Zhou Zhengzhongju, the day he was overjoyed and crazy.
On the second day after he woke up after being forced to faint, Zhou Zheng spent three days in a row at the major drugstores in the capital, lingering inquiries among famous doctors, saying unthinkable things, and doing weird and inexplicable things with a piece of paper.
Zhou Zheng was sure that he had come to the Ming Dynasty, and he was very happy. He is an orphan in later generations. He has come and gone without worry. This Ming Dynasty is the dynasty he yearns for. Looking at the antique buildings around him and the ancient people wearing cloth blue shirts, he has a pleasant expression on his face, full of excitement, and a pair of big eyes. He opened his eyes wide, staring at everyone everywhere.
Even if passers-by looked at him like a fool, Zhou Zheng didn't care. He flicked a step and felt like he was about to fly.
"This tank is not bad. It will be very valuable in the future. Do you want to bury dozens of them..."
"The quality of this dress is almost too long. It won't last so long. Well, the girl's figure is also a bit short..."
"By the way, this row of houses must be very valuable, do you want to buy a street..."
The young man in Tsing Yi followed Zhou Zheng, listening to his "crazy words" and muttering "crazy, crazy" in his mouth, and followed closely, for fear that he would do something out of the ordinary.
Zhou Zheng was unaware of the gazes along the way. He didn't know how long he had been away, and he smashed his mouth, looking at the archway in front of him with unfulfilled thoughts. It was shining with gold and it was very delicate.
Well, it's very valuable!
When the young man in Tsing Yi saw him, he suddenly remembered Zhou Zheng's first time he woke up after being in a coma and climbed onto the roof. He shouted, "I must be dreaming" and jumped off. He was shocked and hugged Zhou Zheng in a hug. Anxiously said: "Second Young Master, let's go home soon, the master will be back soon, this archway can't be up there..."
Zhou Zheng shook him away, still smiling, "Go to the archway, let's go, and have tea!"
Tsing Yi Xiao Si was relieved and followed Zhou Zheng step by step.
Zhou Zheng went up to the second floor and sat down at the table facing the street, his eyes still full of curiosity and looked around.
The seat hundreds of years ago, the people hundreds of years ago, the tea hundreds of years ago...
Every time Zhou Zheng was very interested, he stared at him with a greedy look.
At the next table are four young people who are about the same age as Zhou Zheng. They are talking loudly and patting the table from time to time. They look unanimously angry and slobber.
Zhou Zheng calmly turned his ears, wondering what they were talking about.
"Liaodong is now eroded and chaos and people are raging. Master Zhong Shangshu suggested adding two or two million yuan to the bargaining, salt and other miscellaneous silver items. The result was rejected by the castration party. It is really maddening!"
"Now the national treasury is empty and the world is under control. The eunuchs don't think about doing things for the country. They do all they can to do things that do harm to the country and the people. It's hateful!"
"What kind of people are the eunuchs? They are all scumbags for power, and the despicable wicked party and the like, want to kill them with a three-foot sword!"
Zhou Zheng listened and couldn't help but walked over and said: "It's not wrong, how can you always add taxes to the people? Why not increase the business tax, Daming so many businessmen, just add a little treasury, don't you have money?"
The four people on the table stopped talking, then turned to look at Zhou Zheng, frowning together.
Zhou Zheng looked at their expressions, thinking they didn’t understand, and explained, “Take the salt tax as an example, there are still ten million in Wanli ten years, and now there are only less than one million left, and they have been embezzled by those businessmen. Should it be added?"
One of the young men looked at Zhou Zheng with an unhappy face, and said: "Businessmen buy low and sell high, but do not produce but make huge profits. If the court increases taxes, they must increase the price. The people are already suffering. How do the people live?"
Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment. This really made sense, and he couldn't take any more words.
Seeing that Zhou Zheng was asked to stop, another person said dissatisfied: "More than that, merchants are now very powerful, and salt merchants in Yangzhou have obtained the qualifications for officialdom. How can scholars collect taxes?"
The implication of this sentence is that salt merchants are already scholars and cannot levy taxes. The only people who can levy taxes are those flat-headed people who are nothing!
Hearing these misconceptions, Zhou Zheng immediately became angry and said: "It is all my Da Ming people, why should those poor people pay taxes? Now that the country is in distress, why can't the scholars make a little effort? Have you raised a group of leeches that only suck blood!?"
"what did you say!"
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The four young men slapped the table almost at the same time and got angry. (End of this chapter)