Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

v2 Chapter 1787: Iron mouth

Han Jiang's life was really tough.

After auctioning the land, the treasures that were seized were sorted out.

What jewelry, what gold and silver.

Han Jiang was looking at the booklet.

The officials on the side were briefing.

"Xiang Gong, this time I lost the land to sell the land effectively. These seizures are considered to be three companies, and my hair was sold back. This year will certainly be much better."

Another official hesitated, and everyone looked at him, the instigated look was obvious. He smiled and said: "Xiang Gong, the officials of the three companies have been busy for a long time ..."

Dad, the Northern Expeditions have all been rewarded. Our three busiest companies have to treat themselves?

After seeing the last harvest, Han Jiang was in a good mood and said, "The old man should respond to this matter and turn back to the official's house. If he wants to come to the official's house, he will not be allowed, everyone ..."

"how much is it?"

Everyone held their breath.

At least one person is consistent?

Sansi has been really exhausted for a while, and the official family only benefited those big brothers when he was rewarded. It had nothing to do with the officials below.

In a word, the big guy eats meat, we have to drink soup.

A smile spread across his face, and everyone couldn't help but rejoice.

"Xiang Gong!"

There was a man outside, looking at his face red, turned out to be angrily corrupted.

Han Jiang groaned, then frowned, "What's the matter?"

The third division is too big, and like the Privy Council, they often play cross-border.

Good to play cross-border! It's just that if you can't play well, you will pull it across.

After the person came in, he glanced at his colleagues and said, "Xiang Gong, Wuxue Lane has been repaired."

"Oh!" Han Xiang heard this, and smiled: "After Shen An said that day, the old man forgot about it, just heard that there was a lot of fire in Wuxue Lane, shoveling the ground, and paving stones. ... "

"Xiang Gong!" Said the tragic indignation: "That road is hard and abnormal!"

"What's the hard anomaly?" Han Jiang smiled and said: "The roads are also hard anomalies after they are compacted, but the rainwater soaked in the original shape. Shen An! This is labor and people hurt money, quite unwise."

He just smiled at the bet, but thought it was meaningless for Shen An to spend money on a thankless road.

"Xiang Gong, that's not a dirt road." The stomper stomped his feet. "That's called a cement road, which is like a stone road."

Ok?

Han Jiang stunned, "What stone road? Where is the stone road paved? Not to mention the side, it can cost a lot of stone slabs to chisel out, how many stone slabs are needed for paving the road?"

"That's cement, Xianggong, a new thing made by Shen Guogong."

Han Jiangqiang smiled, "What is cement?"

The person here felt unclear, "Xiang Gong, Xiaguan thinks you'd better go and see."

"Okay, the old man is just taking a break." Han Jiang smiled, showing his ease.

He later appeared in Wuxue Lane with several officials.

"this is……"

At this moment, Wuxue Alley has been released, and people on both sides ran out to see strange things, some stomped, some ran, and even some came out with a kitchen knife, ready to cut.

"stop!"

A sergeant from the army patrol shop rushed over and said angrily: "Intentionally destroying the cement road, fine ten penalties!"

The man was frightened, his hands loose, and the kitchen knife fell to the ground.

Han Jiang vowed to see Mars splashing.

The chopper even sparked when it touched the road.

He squatted down and touched it, feeling very hard.

"Xiang Gong, I ran a big car here before, almost two thousand catties."

Han Jiang patted the ground hard and wanted to cry.

He got up and stamped his feet, walking slowly.

"Old man ..."

The old man is so happy!

He is really happy.

"With this kind of road, what is the rain afraid of? And it's so smooth, the cart must run fast, and it pulls much ... well, well, well!"

Han Jiang even cried three times.

But the officials on the side whispered: "Xiang Gong, you are betting with Shen Guogong ..."

Han Jiang thought of this.

At the beginning, he said that if Shen An could find a way not afraid of rain, he would resign.

Lying!

He did it.

As the saying goes, people do not stand without faith, and their words are not counted, even the children look at you.

The most entrenched moral concept in China for thousands of years is words and faith. If you fail to speak, you are a villain.

Can a villain be a heavy minister?

No!

So Han Jiang took the wax.

"Xiang Gong, wouldn't it be more real to want to come to Shen Longtu?"

Is Zaifu's job determined by a gamble?

Isn't this a joke?

The talking official was glanced at by Han Jiang, who looked like a fool.

Silly roe deer!

Someone on the edge said, "It's hard to chase after a word. If it's above the court, Xianggong can't ignore it. Even if Shen An doesn't raise it, Xianggong has to take the initiative to resign ... The most important thing is Tang Ren . "

Everyone's heart is awkward!

Tang Ren is now the boss of Qianzhuang, seemingly inconspicuous, but the people of Sansi know how powerful this person is.

Qianzhuang had operated several times before, so that the Song Dynasty ’s finances had room to move. This is the ability to make money empty-handed. If Tang Ren has enough qualifications, he can directly fly up at any time.

Tang Ren is a disciple of Shen An. Will Shen An shoot for Tang Ren?

meeting!

This is everyone's opinion.

At this moment Han Jiang's back looked at the special desolation.

Halfway through, he met the inner attendant who came to summon him.

"Officials summoned."

"The one who should come will always come."

Han Jiang slowly walked into the palace and looked at these buildings reluctantly, "The old man will miss all this."

He entered the Hanging Arch Hall with sad emotions.

"Hahahaha!"

Han Qi is laughing.

"Han Qing is here."

Zhao Shu looked very kind, and Han Jiang bowed his head, "Chen comes to resign. Your Majesty, the senator is old, unbearable, and the prince ... beggar!

He felt that his heart was full of coolness, the key was that Shen An's previous gamble was there.

Last time he promised to go to the academy to teach for a year.

Just go.

He thought arrogantly.

"Why? For that gamble?" Zhao Shu's voice was very gentle, and Han Jiang looked up, "Chen ... speechless."

Willing to gamble and lose, this is also a form of expression.

But the old man was reluctant!

Han Jiang burst into tears.

Zhi Shi means going home and waiting for death, and the setting sun goes down.

He was really uncomfortable.

"Hahahaha!"

Zhao Shu laughed suddenly.

Under normal circumstances, he will be very reserved, this is the characteristics of the emperor.

So Han Jiang felt strange.

Zhao Shu laughed and gasped for a while, "Shen An said a word earlier, Great Song banned gambling!"

Han Jiang looked back at Shen An leaning on the pillar, mixed feelings.

If Shen An is to dissuade Han Jiang and other reasons why Da Song and San Si are indispensable, Han Jiang will consider this a humiliation.

People have faces and trees have skins, he is not going to throw their skins here.

But Shen An said that the Song Dynasty banned gambling, unless Zhao Shu wanted to drive away Han Jiang, otherwise he could not leave.

As soon as these words came out, if Han Jiang really left, Zhao Shu rides the tiger and can only deal with Shen An in accordance with the law. Then Han Jiang does not recognize the goodwill of the people and regards Shen An's kindness as donkey liver and lungs.

"I just fined him five hundred, but Han Qing needs to ask him to eat it raw."

"Yes!"

Han Jiang said: "Chen has owed him money."

Han Jiang said very straightforwardly.

Good guy!

Shen An thinks this old Korean is also good.

Zhao Shu said comfortably: "This is the beginning and the end, and I am very happy. I am more happy that Shen An paid the money to repair the road. This is regardless of personal gains and losses. I am very relieved, but I cannot let you lose. , So ... Chen Zhongheng, the inner bank just got a sum of money and gave Shen An five thousand dollars. "

"Yes!"

Shen An was happy when he heard it, and he could recover the money together!

Later separated.

"Officials."

Zhao Shu was looking at the booklet presented by Sansi, and was in a happy mood, "What's the matter?"

Zhang was eight years outside.

"Officials, Shen An and a group of dignitaries competed in a horse-drawn carriage, and won almost 100,000 rounds in Wuxue Lane."

"Then he was so embarrassed to want my five thousand?"

Zhao Shu was angry.

He was already poor. After going to these five thousand places, he had to go back and fool around at night. This time he was really angry.

But can the emperor's reward come back?

Naturally cannot.

Later, when he returned to the harem, he made an excuse and told about five thousand things.

"The official family is wise." Gao Taotao felt a little heartache.

This is not her stinginess, but several children are grown up, and one after another will be married or married.

The royal face cannot be lost, it can only be smashed with money.

Hey!

But this money for everyone ...

Thinking of his official's hands being so loose, Gao Taotao was sad.

You do n’t have Shen An ’s ability to make money, and you spend money indiscriminately. When the second child gets married, and when the girls get married, see where you get the money!

Zhao Shu sensed his wife's emotions and said in a confession: "This time the merchant ship is going to sea, it will surely be able to return home with full load. Our family also has members and wants to share a lot of money."

"Fear of overturning!"

Gao Taotao was first happy, and then worried.

Zhao Shu domineeringly said: "Relax, Shen An said that such a storm will not happen for a hundred years."

Gao Taotao rejoiced a little, and later asked Fei Yan to ask the Shen family.

"This mother-in-law is thinking about letting her children live a good life, but the official's family is too ... I can only ask."

Gao Taotao is very helpless ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ Shen An is even more helpless.

"What?"

He digs out his ear and feels that he has heard it wrong.

Fei Yan said: "The official family said ... You have said that the merchant ship will certainly not encounter a storm this time when it goes to sea.

Shen An looked dazed.

That is what comforts Zhao Shu!

The storm is under the control of God. I, Shen An and He Deng, dare to say that the sea will not encounter a storm.

Officials, are you too unkind?

He glanced at Feiyan and knew that it meant the queen.

If he admits to planting, he will certainly not have a good life when he returns.

Do you speak righteousness?

Shen An really seriously considered whether to sell the official family.

But in the end he gritted his teeth and said: "Please be assured that the saint will definitely not encounter a storm this time."

Feiyan said with joy: "You really are a loyal minister."

"Yes! Shen is the No. 1 loyal minister of the Song Dynasty."

Shen An just wanted to pray at this moment, and pray that the sea boat wouldn't have an accident.

Fei Yan brought Shen An ’s promise back to the palace. Zhao Shu could n’t help but sigh: “I said casually, but it hurt Shen An. If the fleet is in trouble, the queen might not stop.”

"Go, let the Huangcheng Division have more people in Hangzhou to explore the fleet, and report it as soon as you have it."

Chen Zhongheng responded, but he was a little puzzled. "Officials, sooner or later it's a matter! Where is the saint ..."

Gao Taotao is staring at the money now!

If something really happened, Shen Anjubi was going to be slapped by the queen.

What Baoan you grew up looking at, is she ugly when you marry you can bear it?

Chen Zhongheng thought it was a tragedy.

And the protagonist of the tragedy is enjoying Han Jiang's guests at the moment, eating really.

He ate Han Jiang more than 100 times a meal, and then packed and brought a few dishes back home. The style of the gangster made Han Jiang painful.