When the capital was abuzz with all kinds of controversy over the Imperial College's division of examination halls and the small space in each hall, including whether to swap them every month to be fair or to rebuild them, Zhang Chen was making final preparations in a small courtyard in Xingtai.
This time when he returned to the capital, he received unexpected support from Zhang Shou. However, in comparison, when he secretly went home to ask his mother for help, he ran into his father, Duke Qin Zhang Chuan, who rarely came home at noon. In addition to the capable guards who escorted them south, Zhang Chuan also casually handed him a stack of banknotes.
That was the Fulon Money House which had a branch in Cangzhou. They would exchange the bills on sight. Each bill was worth 100 strings of cash. One hundred bills, a total of 10,000 strings of cash!
Although Zhang Chen didn't know whether it was because Zhang Chuan had never restricted his son's pocket money before, so now that he saw him going out, he simply used money to express his concern, or Zhang Chuan really cared about him, anyway, he took the money very quickly at that time, and when he left, he deliberately showed a rebellious and ungrateful look, and didn't even say hello to his father.
But now, when a great war was about to begin, he couldn't help but let his imagination run wild, until several guards came in. He went out into the yard, watched the boxes on the ground open one by one, and saw the strings of green coins and various gold and silver coins inside. Then he smiled and felt very proud.
"Very good. Together with the money we just collected, this time there is another amount of money coming in. We will load it all onto a truck and send it to Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu. We should make it more ostentatious and say that it is money sent from the capital!"
"Yes." The guard stood for a moment and suddenly asked, "Master, do you want to say that this is the money you sent to them from the capital? You know, the Zhang brothers have always been your best friend, and you have always taken care of them. This is known to everyone in the capital, but not everyone in a small place like Xingtai knows it."
"They are the future consort and the future imperial concubine, but they can't control those local tyrants. What's the use of my reputation as the son of the Duke of Qin?" Zhang Chen felt that this was really unnecessary, but when he saw that the guard was unwilling to leave, he couldn't help but get angry. However, when he met the calm eyes and thought that it was his father's man, he had to think carefully again.
If this large sum of money was sent over, and Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu were able to transfer money and grain from the capital, people would inevitably investigate the source of the money - no one would believe the nonsense that the two marquisates sent them the money; and no one would believe the nonsense that their fiancées sent them the money; as for the emperor, he didn't even take care of his eldest son in Cangzhou, so how could he take care of his son-in-law and nephew-in-law
Therefore, the reason must be explained clearly. This is not only for his own reputation, but also for Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu.
So, Zhang Chen glanced at the ordinary-looking guard in front of him, and finally said with a dark face: "Then you go and do it. In the name of the Duke of Qin's Mansion, send the money to Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu to add fuel to the fire of those local rich people! As for me... well, as the confidant of the second prince, of course I have to continue to meet those daring guys!"
As the son of a marquis, the future imperial consort and the future imperial concubine, and the imperial envoy sent by the emperor to Xingtai to promote the new textile machinery, Zhang Wu and Zhang Lu have been the focus of attention since they arrived in Xingtai. At first, everything went smoothly. Several large workshops accepted the drawings and replaced the machines with great gratitude, and most of the spinners who had their own textile machinery also accepted the plan of buying the machines on credit first and then using the spun cotton yarn to pay off the debt.