On the 26th day, the weather was still gloomy. Although there was no snowfall again, the north wind was cold. Even the Bian River was frozen, and people could walk directly on it... しw0.

People from Yongzhou have returned one after another, but Han Zong stayed and appointed him to serve as the magistrate of Yongzhou. He was appointed as the same term for the sugar tutor, and his qualifications were sufficient, so he did not need to go back to Lingnan to suffer. This is the benefit of a family. He took the most suitable position at the most suitable time. As long as he was not involved, his career would be smooth.

The relatives and friends who were supposed to visit had already paid their respects, and their subordinates had gone away. Xu Ping was bored. After getting up early in the morning to worship his parents, he stood alone in the yard watching the snow.

The north wind blew, and the snow on the surface had become small ice particles, causing pain on the face.

Liu Xiaoyi, who was watching the restaurant outside the city gate, hurriedly came in from outside and saw Xu Ping in the yard, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Xu Ping asked him: "Why did you come to the city today? Is there nothing wrong with the restaurant?"

Liu Xiaoyi said: "Old Chaofeng is going to meet today and asks me to accompany him. Another Kaifeng Prefecture is to buy a charcoal on the Bian River. Each charcoal is only 300 ci, and everyone in the city goes to grab it. There are not many people in our mansion, so I brought two servants from the restaurant and bought a cart and transported it back to the mansion. I was afraid there would be no one if I went too late."

Xu Ping heard this and said, "You just go to meet with my dad, so don't buy charcoal. That was the palace that sold charcoal to help poor people. How can we rob people like us? It's just a waste of time to make gossips!"

After hearing this, Liu Xiaoyi realized that the Xu family was a new high-ranking family. He went to grab cheap charcoal with poor families, and somehow caused gossip. He hurriedly agreed and went to the house to find Xu Zheng.

Now Xu Ping has been granted the title of County Marquis, and Xu Zheng has also been promoted to two levels of official positions. However, he has no specific duties, and the Xu family does not lack that salary, and the official rank is no longer meaningful. Now all the servants in the family call Xu Zheng Lao Chaofeng. This title comes from the current literary official, because the fifth-rank Chaofeng doctor has become a noble official, and the wealthy families call it this way.

In fact, Xu Ping's own sanguan was just a sanguan doctor under the fifth rank, and he was promoted to the court with special kindness. Xu Zheng's sanguan is just a general American title.

Moreover, in order to settle down in the low-ranking public officials and low-ranking people, they often add short-term officials and no practical merits to them. Officials call them "leading titles", and selecting people is called "leading Fei" and "leaning Zi". The name of a false name is even more scary. A state official may be higher than the prime minister, and it is completely meaningless, so the title of court worship is even more excessive.

The family Xu Zheng is visiting today is not simple. It is the home of the Eight Great Kings Zhao Yuanyan, the first noble family in the dynasty.

As the saying goes, birds of birds of birds fly together, although Xu Zheng has never cared about anything, he has been an official for several years. As long as he is in the capital, he will go to court without any obstacles and meet a few people.

The only one who was in the court for the unboxing officials in the outer hall was Xu Zheng's perseverance, was Zhao Yunchu, the youngest son of the Eight Kings Zhao Yuanyan. He was even more magical than Xu Zheng. Xu Zheng was bad and often went to Zhongmu Manor every summer and winter, so he stopped attending court. Zhao Yunchu's family was in the capital. He would come to court every year regardless of wind or rain all year round. This child was so serious about courtship. He usually had no idea about money and things, and he would recite scriptures or something if he had nothing to do. He had no other hobbies. People in the capital thought he was a bit stupid.

Long before Xu Ping returned to Beijing, Xu Zheng and Zhao Yunchu had a sympathy. Although they had no contact in private, they often chatted when they were fine in Wende Hall. Now that Xu Ping was named a marquis of the county, he was naturally incomparable to the prince, but his family status was not low. Anyway, Zhao Yunchu was benefiting from his father's favor and Xu Zheng was benefiting from his son's favor. The two thought it was good, so they specially invited Xu Zheng to the mansion as a guest.

Not long after, Xu Zheng came out of the main house, with a brand new vermilion official robe on his body, and his face was flushed.

This red official robe was given by the emperor and was given by the emperor. This was the first time she wore it after the ceremony. When she was a guest at the imperial uncle's house, she naturally had to wear it decently. Even the post was specially redesigned, allowing Xu Ping to entrust a Jinshi in the eighth year of Tiansheng and now written by Cai Xiang, who is now proofreading in the Beijing Renguan Pavilion, and is a real masterpiece.

Xu Ping came to greet him. Xu Zheng pulled the sleeves of the robe and looked around. He was very satisfied with himself. He said to Xu Ping: "I'm going to meet the guests. I may be back later today, so I don't have to wait at home."

Xu Ping responded, and Xu Zheng said again: "There is another thing. Panpan has been to play with my hand stove these days, but I haven't seen her take it. I don't know where this girl has thrown it. If you have nothing to do, ask her to see if she can find it back. I'm visiting the palace and don't even have a decent hand stove on my hand, which is a bit embarrassing."

Xu Ping hurriedly agreed, but felt a little strange in his heart. If his father hadn't mentioned it, he wouldn't have known that Panpan had asked for his hand stove, Panpan had been wandering in front of him for the past two days, and she wouldn't have seen her hold the hand stove in her hand.

Xu Zheng looked at Dongfang and said to Liu Xiaoyi: "It's not too late, let's go on the road now."

After saying that, he took Liu Xiaoyi and two servants out of the house.

It's cloudy today, there is no sun in the east, and I don't know how Xu Zheng saw the time, so Xu Ping was just wondering.

Now that the Xu family has become the Marquis' Mansion, the gate has been widened, and it looks very majestic from the outside. However, the entire courtyard seems cramped. With such a gate, it feels very funny from the inside.

When Xu Zheng bought this house, he never thought that his son would be promoted to the county marquis in less than ten years. At that time, he felt spacious and comfortable, and he never expected that the courtyard would not be worthy of his son's identity. This place is a busy house, and there is no place to expand it. When the neighbors sell their houses, they still don't know how to wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month. I thought that the palace was to be expanded, but because they couldn't handle the demolition households around him, they had to give up. Xu Ping, a newly appointed county marquis, had no choice but to think about it.

Xu Zheng has been worried about his house these days, and asked people everywhere to see where there are bigger houses in the capital to sell them. The Xu family is now rich and can afford them as long as someone sells them, but where is the right one to sell them?

Not far from Xu's house is the Bian River. The surface of the river has been frozen, and the ships that have come and go in the past have disappeared. Even the avenue by the river is not many pedestrians in the bitter north wind.

Not far from Xingguo Temple Bridge on the Bian River, there is a small restaurant. Because it is cold and there is no business, the servant who usually greets the door hides in the door to avoid the wind and cold, and the female prostitutes who gather here on weekdays are even more missing.

There is a small courtyard behind the restaurant, which is a place to entertain valuable guests, but today it is no longer as elegant as before. There are five or six major banks in the Charcoal Store.

There was a large charcoal basin among the few people, and the charcoal was burning brightly inside, which made the faces of the people around him shine red. Not far away, there was a female prostitute singing a small song. Some of them behind him were playing the pipa, some played the piano, and some played various musical instruments such as flutes.

The suit, Liu Daren sat on his head, raised his glass and said in a rough voice: "Everyone should calm down and drink a full glass, so noisy that he couldn't even understand the song!"

After everyone drank, a goatee in his fifties said shrillly: "The great official is still in the mood to drink? Now there are crowds of people in the newly opened charcoal farm in Kaifeng Prefecture. No one cares about our shops. Is the price not lower? The great official should quickly make a charter. Without business, do we drink the wind?"

Before he finished speaking, several people around him agreed.

Liu Daguanren looked at the goatee's beard and said carelessly: "Then do you think you will surrender?"

"I think the price should be reduced with Kaifeng Mansion. The same price is the same. The official's face is ugly. People who want to use charcoal should come to us to buy it, so there is no need to worry about not having business!"

Official Liu sneered with a sarcastic look: "Submit? How much is appropriate to drop?"

Although the goatee was guilty of being seen by Liu Daguan, he still said, "Of course, he followed the price of Kaifeng Mansion. He said that he would sell 300 ci, and we would also sell 300 ci. There is still some interest to make money!"

"Haha," Liu Daren sneered, "You will follow Kaifeng Mansion to 300 cents today, and they will sell 150 cents in the market tomorrow. Should we all follow or not?"

Goatbeard said, "Then let's go down with it. Isn't it always like this? I didn't suffer any loss! It's just that the price of charcoal is reduced to normal, and Kaifeng Prefecture will stop. It's worth it for a few days to sell it."

Official Liu just sneered and shook his head without saying anything. The few people around him couldn't help feeling guilty when they saw him like this.

A white and fat official sat next to him and carefully bowed to Liu Daguanren: "If you have any ideas, please tell us what you think. Song Dalang has shallow knowledge, so there are naturally many unexpected things."

Official Liu glanced at everyone and said coldly: "I just ask you, do you think this business is still done when you weigh how much it is? Wouldn't you lose money?"

The goatee whispered: "Everything weighs before the snow is only thirty cents, but now it's up to fifty cents, and it's barely enough."

"Fifty-money?" Liu Daren couldn't help laughing at the goat, "Song Da, how much charcoal you have in your shop, you can sell it with me for fiftymoney. I want as much as I have!"

The goatee Song Dana refused to answer, and he wanted to sell it with everyone for a few days to get a high price.

The fat white man asked Liu Daguanren with a smile: "What does the official official say this? Could it be that the charcoal price cannot fall?"

"Of course, it can't fall! When is it now? It's just October, and the long winter has just begun! Besides, what's not rising in the capital now? What's the price of food, drink, and what's the use, what's the price of food, drink, and what's the use, what's the price of food, flour, and there is only rice and flour, and there is a large grain silo in Kaifeng Prefecture, which can't rise no matter what. All other goods have already risen. Why don't our charcoal price rise?"

The white fat man said in a low voice: "But our charcoal business, Kaifeng Prefecture has opened several charcoal farms in the city--"

Official Liu sneered: "How much charcoal is there in Kaifeng Mansion? I don't believe that you can continue to sell it like this! Carbon cellars outside the city are delivered to Kaifeng City, and each charcoal has increased to 50 cents. Don't you know? Tell you, as long as we don't follow Kaifeng Mansion to lower the price, the charcoal will be sold for 600 cents this year. This season will be enough for several years to eat! Do you believe it?"

Several traders looked at each other and thought carefully about what Liu Daguan Ren said. The more they chewed, the sweeter they became, and their eyes gradually lit up.

(Note: The official titles at this time include Sanguan and Xun, because they have basically no practical significance, so the book will not be mentioned.)
Chapter completed!