A few days later, Zhou Zheng came out of the Han Mansion with a page of paper in his hand.
He came to Jiujiang Pavilion, looked at Zhou Fang who was still busy, and shouted, "Big Brother."
Jiujiang Pavilion has begun to take shape, and Zhou Fang devoted all his energy to it. He was busy in the mud every day, and would not return home until dark.
Hearing Zhou Zheng's shout, Zhou Fang glanced back and said, "I'm busy, wait a moment."
Zhou Zheng directly replied: "If you don't come, your sister-in-law will be gone."
Zhou Fang's face changed slightly, and he hurried over, staring at Zhou Zhengdao: "What did you say?"
Zhou Zheng smiled and passed the paper in his hand, and said: "Mr. Jinghu's handwriting, you take it to Ding's house, Master Ding will definitely not oppose your marriage again."
Zhou Fang opened his eyes wide, wiped his hands again and again, carefully took it over, and opened it.
I saw black and white letters with four big characters: poems, books and etiquette. The following will be signed, time and stamp.
Zhou Fang looked surprised and said, "Really it is Mr. Jinghu's handwriting?"
Zhou Zheng smiled and said: "I've inquired, Master Ding respects Mr. Jinghu very much. If you take this to Ding's house, it should be fine."
Zhou Fang turned his head and ran without waiting for Zhou Zheng to finish.
Zhou Zheng hurriedly shouted behind his back: "Go back to take a bath and change clothes."
Zhou Fang's footsteps kept on, but the direction changed. The one who ran towards Ding Mansion and now Zhou Mansion was called a quick one.
Zhou Zheng looked at his back, smiled for a while, and turned to Jiujiang Pavilion.
The foundation of Jiujiang Pavilion has been laid, and there are some outlines on the ground. A library building with a different architectural style from Daming's existing architecture is about to rise from the ground.
Zhou Zheng watched here for a long time, discussed with Master Liu for a while, turned to Zhou Ji, and continued his great career of reading and practicing calligraphy.
When he was about to return home, Liu Liuzhe came up with an account book and said, "Second Young Master, this is the account book from Zhou's Yahang, which was sent by the shopkeeper of Shangguan."
Zhou Zheng hummed, stretched out his hand to take it, and opened it to take a look.
This account book is mainly related to those salt merchants.
These salt merchants are rich in wealth and move very fast.
The 500,000 stone private salt is already on the way, and it is expected that it will be fully delivered within a month. Shangguanxun is thinking of ways to build channels to sell this batch of salt.
In addition, I ordered the monthly payment of 300,000 yuan, and the early 50,000 yuan was also delivered, and I requested that the weekly notebook be shipped as soon as possible.
Li Shi’s assets have been cleaned up before, and Zhou’s current assets have soared to five or six hundred thousand, and they are still making money every day!
"Almost, enough."
Zhou Zheng looked at the last number and muttered to himself softly.
Liu Liuzhe listened and said, "Second Young Master, what are you going to do?"
Zhou Zheng smiled and closed the account book and said, "It's nothing, go back to the house."
Liu Liuzhe let out a cry and accompanied Zhou Zheng to his home.
There were no more people at the door of Zhou's house. As soon as Zhou Zheng entered, Fubo greeted him with a smile, and said: "Second young master is back, go in quickly, master and eldest master are all waiting."
Zhou Zheng looked at Fu Bo's expression, his heart moved, and said, "It's done?"
Fu Bo smiled and said: "Well, Mr. Jinghu's face is big enough, Master Ding is no longer opposed."
Zhou Zheng had a score of five to five in his heart, but he didn't expect it to be, and he smiled and said, "Okay, I'm going now."
When Zhou Zheng entered Zhou Qingli's study room, he saw that Zhou Fang was also there. The two people stretched their heads, staring at the calendar on the table, and they were all counting days.
When Zhou Zheng came in, Zhou Qingli rarely smiled and said: "Zhengyun, come, you also come to see the days."
Zhou Fang originally had an opinion on Zhou Zheng, but he was gone now, and said, "Second brother, come, you see what day is good."
Zhou Zheng didn't say congratulations and so on. He stepped forward and stared at the calendar on the desk.
This calendar is quite complicated. Zhou Zheng doesn’t know if there are any conflicts or taboos between the auspicious days and auspicious days, but he knows that the next major changes in the political situation will impact the ruling and opposition parties. The Zhou family estimates that it will be difficult for peace. After thinking about it, he said, "How about June 15th?"
On June 15th, the Liaodong War was almost over, and the capital was full of joy, which was a good node.
Zhou Qingli and Zhou Fang stared at the June 15 page for a while, with hesitation on their faces.
However, Zhou Qingli raised her head and said in a deep voice, "Then June 15th! I'm in a hurry, but it's enough for preparation."
Zhou Fang looked overjoyed and said, "Okay, then June 15th."
This matter was finalized. Zhou Qingli seemed to put aside a worry and looked at Zhou Fang and said, "Well, you should not go out this month. Ding's family will speak for the father, and I will let Fu Bo prepare for the rest."
Zhou Fang was finally getting married, and there was a shy smile on his face, um, he couldn't speak.
Seeing that Zhou Fang’s affairs were completely settled, Zhou Qingli turned to Zhou Zhengdao: "Do you have any girl that suits your heart? After your elder brother gets married, you should get married."
Zhou Fang is twenty-two years old, and Zhou Zheng is also twenty this year. It was delayed for Zhou's mother to keep his filial piety. It was already quite late.
Zhou Zheng quickly coughed and said, "Big Brother's marriage has just begun, Dad, you should do this first."
Zhou Qingli was in a good mood. She didn't care about this with Zhou Zheng. She smiled and looked at Zhou Fang, and said, "Go back and prepare to write an invitation. Who will invite you? There are a few in the house. Keep a low profile. After you get married, you will have a banquet alone. ."
Zhou Fang was busy next, and listened: "It's father."
It didn't take long before Fober came in and began to discuss specific details.
Getting married is a very troublesome thing. Regardless of the etiquette, it is a very troublesome thing to deal with favors.
Zhou was listening to the big head, sighed secretly, and shook his head.
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The Zhou family was busy with marriage, and the atmosphere in the capital became more tense.
In early May, Jianlu committed a crime on the front line of Ningjin. Now it has been more than 20 days. Ningyuan and Jinzhou may fall at any time. Once Ningjin is lost, the army of the captives will come to Shanhaiguan. Then Daming is in danger!
The news that Zhou Zheng got from various relations, although the court's struggles have been reduced, they are not too much to give up.
Wang Zhichen has become a target of public criticism, a pair of Ning Jin has been lost, and Wang Zhichen is the first offense.
What a precaution!
Wei Xizhuang secretly followed Huo Weihua to Shanhaiguan for days and nights, which can be regarded as a backhand for the imperial court.
If Ning Jin is lost, Shanhaiguan is the last barrier for Daming!
Zhou Zheng was probably the most calm about the Ning Jin battle, at least on the surface.
Zhou Zheng was in the mansion every day, Zhou Ji, Jiujiang Pavilion around three o'clock, with the advancement of Zhou Fang's relationship, his'Second Uncle' had more affairs.
Towards the end of May, Zhou Zheng sneaked out of the house, letting out his breath.
Zhou Fang pulled him to do too many things, too tired, Zhou Zheng had to run away.
With Liu Liuzhe, he turned around Chang'an Avenue.
Liu Liuzhe looked at the calligraphy and painting stalls on both sides of the road and said with a smile: "Second Young Master, if your calligraphy and painting are here, they must be worth a lot of money."
Zhou Zheng glanced at him and rolled his eyes.
Liu Liuzhe immediately argued: "Second Young Master, your calligraphy and painting are really good."
Zhou Zheng was too lazy to care about him, walking in front of the stalls, watching.
Most of these calligraphy and paintings are sold by poor talents from all over the country who come to Beijing to temporarily make a living or accumulate the money back.
Zhou Zheng watched one by one, looking for someone to invite to Jiujiang Pavilion.
A huge library needs a lot of people, and they have to be good scholars.
"My son, do you want to buy characters? Or write anything." In front of a stall, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man looked at Zhou Zhengdao with the reservedness of a scholar on his face and a trace of helplessness that could not be concealed under poverty.
Zhou Zheng looked at the calligraphy and paintings in front of him. The fonts were very good and the paintings were also very distinctive. He said, "Draw me a picture of a mandarin duck playing in the water. My eldest brother is going to get married. How long will it take?"
The young man's eyes lit up, and he pretended to mutter: "If the son is in a hurry, I will stay up late to paint for you tonight, and it will be fine tomorrow morning."
Zhou Zheng nodded and said, "Okay, how much is it?"
The young man looked at Zhou Zheng and said, "Thirty articles."
"Others only have twenty liters, why are you so expensive?" Liu Liuzhe opened his eyes wide when he heard it, and asked dissatisfied.
The young man's expression was slightly stiff, and as soon as he was about to speak, Zhou Zheng waved his hand and said, "This young man's painting is better than others. Just thirty essays."
The young man looked overjoyed and raised his hand and said, "Thank you, son."
Zhou Zheng glanced at the young man again, and asked Liu Liuzhe to take out ten wen as a deposit, and said, "I will pick it up tomorrow."
The young man accepted the money and said, "Don't worry, my son, I will draw it for you tomorrow."
Zhou Zheng hummed, and turned around with a smile. When he turned around, his expression condensed, his face stiffened and his smile gradually lost.
Opposite him, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy, wearing a brocade suit, with red lips and white teeth, walked by Zhou Zheng.
At the side of the young man, he followed a middle-aged man, Li Zhong.
Zhou Zheng knew who this young man was right away-Xin Wang Zhu Youjian!
For some reason, Zhou Zheng frowned, his scalp was numb, his body was tight, and he stood motionless.
Zhu Youjian didn't notice Zhou Zheng's expression, and walked by Zhou Zheng with a smile.
Li Shi's eyes changed slightly when he saw Zhou Zheng, but he remembered Zhou Zheng's instructions and pretended not to know him. He followed Zhu Youqian and walked away slowly.
Liu Liuzhe knew Li Zhong, but he didn't know that Zhou Zheng arranged for Li Zhong to go to the Royal Palace. After they walked away, he said, "Second Young Master, who is that boy, shouldn't Li Zhong be in the palace?"
Zhou Zheng let out a sigh of relief. He didn't expect that the future Emperor Chongzhen would put such pressure on him and make him react like this.
Turning his head, Zhou Zheng looked at Zhu Youjian’s young back. He was only sixteen or seventeen years old. Who could have imagined that he would become the Emperor of Ming in two months. No one knew that although his killing was not as good as his founding ancestor, Also ranked in the top three!
Following Chongzhen, that is the real companion like a companion tiger. If you are not careful, you will die, or you will be ruined, and you will die without a dead body!
Zhou Zheng suppressed the strange emotions and said, "I don't know, it's probably an arrangement in the palace."
Liu Liuche nodded casually, not caring so much.
Zhou Zheng turned around, his expression still serious.
Meeting Zhu Youjian made him discover some things. Chongzhen was the most unstable factor for Daming. In the past, Zhou Zheng's vision was still too ideal. His layout was not enough, and more needs to be done.
"it's time."
Zhou Zheng whispered with blinking eyes.
This is the second time Liu Liuzhe heard similar words, and turned to look at Zhou Zhengdao: "Second Young Master, are you going to do something?"
Zhou Zheng didn't hide it, he hummed, and said, "I will take you with me."
Liu Liuzhe was overjoyed and said, "Good."
He doesn't care what Zhou Zheng does, as long as he follows Zhou Zheng. After all, he is Zhou Zheng's book boy. (End of this chapter)