As a young boy who has just entered Peking, Ma Sanbao has become the target of ridicule of many vendors. They do not believe that the so-called crazy words of the child who is not as tall as their waist can be realized.

After leaving the silver, Ma Sanbao followed the guards out of Beiping City. The gate of Beiping City came and went with ordinary people. The land approved by the magistrate of Beiping for Zhu Di and Ma Sanbao was in a suburb outside the city of Beiping. If it was in the future, it would still be counted in Beijing, and the price would naturally be immeasurable. If a piece of land in Beijing could be passed down from generation to generation, its value would be comparable to a priceless treasure.

Thousand acres of land are not much different from Nanjing City. In the Ming Dynasty, this thousand acres of land may not be enough to prove financial resources, but for Ma Sanbao, who was born in a modern person, this thousand acres of land is completely enough to make a poor man promote a rich man.

Thousand acres of land were extremely desolate. Like the previous industrial park in Nanjing, no one developed the thousand acres of land, and overgrown weeds, which forced Ma Sanbao to arrange for manpower to build the proposed engineering buildings and remove weeds. All the drawings Ma Sanbao left a backup in Nanjing, and he also had a drawing on him. The most difficult thing at the moment was to recruit people. Zhu Di's power in Peking was not as good as that in Nanjing. At present, the fastest way to recruit people was to ask the Peking government.

"I'm going to bother those officials again. I don't know if they agree or not!" Ma Sanbao held his forehead helplessly. He had discussed with Zhu Di before that Zhu Di would not participate. He also had to supervise the officials of Peking with the identity of the censor. At present, these matters of important places and people obviously need to be handed over to Zhu Di before he could do it.

"Go back to the city!" After seeing the wasteland, Ma Sanbao shook his head. In his eyes, the business in Peking was definitely not as smooth as Nanjing City. He needed to negotiate with Zhu Di.

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At noon, the dazzling sunlight shone through the window and shone on Zhu Di's face. The fourth prince opened his eyes hazyly. He was still satisfied with the spring night of last night with many complaints from Peking. This teahouse in Peking was not good, and the restaurant in the restaurant was not good, but the quality of the brothel made Zhu Di very satisfied.

He supported his old waist and sat on the bed with difficulty.

The sound of horse hooves and footsteps woke up the confused Zhu Di. He looked at the guards who followed Ma Sanbao back home outside the window in surprise. He never thought about where his subordinates ran away in the morning when he was unconscious. Seeing Ma Sanbao flirting with him, Zhu Di understood that this kid must have something to ask for.

"Fourth Prince, I know you are awake, don't sleep when you wake up." Ma Sanbao knocked on Zhu Di's door. If an ordinary guard, even if Zhu Di was awake, he would show his temper. But Ma Sanbao is different. Zhu Di instinctively would not reject Ma Sanbao. Ma Sanbao knocked on Zhu Di's door and Zhu Di pretended not to see it.

Many servants and guards were a little jealous. It was the first time they saw Zhu Di that he was so tolerant of others. If they were them, they would not dare to knock on Zhu Di's door and break into Zhu Di's room.

The sleepy Zhu Di looked at Ma Sanbao and was at a loss for a moment. Ma Sanbao sat next to Zhu Di's bed and kept shaking Zhu Di's body. Zhu Di, who had already been a little awake, was completely awake this time. He stared at Ma Sanbao angrily, but he was not angry.

"What's the matter when you are in such a hurry?" Zhu Di asked Ma Sanbao in confusion. It was the first time he saw Ma Sanbao in such a hurry.

"I just went to see the land approved by the Peking government for us. It was too desolate, overgrown with weeds and needed a lot of manpower and material resources. This is Peking, not Nanjing. I am very curious. Can you recruit so many strong men?" Ma Sanbao asked Zhu Di in confusion. Every industrial park requires a lot of manpower and material resources, and Peiping is not Zhu Di's territory. He was worried that Zhu Di could not do it.

"You said it earlier! I'm not familiar with this Peking, and I don't know who to ask for us to recruit workers. Logically, the government in Peking should help, right?" Zhu Di widened his eyes. He thought that Peking would be as smooth as Nanjing City, and the first problem stumped Zhu Di. This is Beiping City, not Nanjing City, so where did he get the power to help?

For a moment, Zhu Di was speechless and thought for a long time. What Ma Sanbao said was very true, but he was not considering it. There was an imperial palace in Nanjing City, and the royal family exerted pressure very quickly. This is why the officials in Nanjing City looked down on Zhu Di. Beiping City was too far from Nanjing City, and it was difficult for Zhu Yuanzhang to reach such a long hand.

"Send someone to arrange the carriage immediately, we will arrive at the prefect!" Zhu Di washed up on a grassy day, and didn't even have to eat lunch. For him, business is more important. The so-called delicacies should be as much as they have money. In Zhu Di's eyes, power and money are the foundation, and the rest are nothing more than external things.

The luxurious carriage was parked at the door of Zhu Di's mansion. Before Ma Sanbao was ready, Zhu Di had already stepped onto the carriage. He waved in the carriage, "Hurry up, this recruitment business matter is something that cannot be slacked off!"

Zhu Di was the most enthusiastic when he had money. Ma Sanbao was able to impress Zhu Di not only because of the magical weapon in his hand, but also his modern business acumen that brought to the Ming Dynasty. His modern business acumen made Zhu Di profitable. Zhu Di was not a fool. How could he not be moved by the ready-made interests?

Ma Sanbao put away his previous haste, and was anxious about Zhu Di. Looking at the slow Ma Sanbao, Zhu Di was a little anxious. He didn't want to have too many dreams at night. It was his eagerness to open his own industry in Peking as soon as possible. As long as he could open an industrial park, then the silver would come one after another. As a prince, he could collect money as long as he lie down. Why not? Even if there is only the industrial park in Nanjing, his value is higher than that of his brothers and sisters, let alone opening an industrial park in Peking. The business in this city is only big compared to that in Nanjing, and the population base of Peking is larger.

When Ma Sanbao got on the carriage and had not yet sat firmly, Zhu Di quickly ordered the groom to whip the horse. The groom obediently drove the carriage. Inside the carriage, Ma Sanbao staggered into the carriage. He looked at Zhu Di with dissatisfaction. He didn't expect that Zhu Di would be so impatient for money.

The speed of the carriage was beyond Ma Sanbao's imagination. Along the way, he heard the sound of the people cursing. After all, in the city of Peking, even the eldest young master should not drive such a fast carriage. If it hits a human being, it is a matter of life. In the city of Peking, the population base of the people is quite large. Seeing that the carriage is too loud, many people pointed at the carriage.

Outside the courtyard of the prefect of the city of Peking, the carriage slowly stopped. The courtyard of the prefect was much larger than that of the prefect of the city of Nanjing. After all, there was a royal family in Nanjing, and ordinary officials did not dare to decorate their mansions or office spaces too luxuriously.

There are many rare and rare items from the Yuan Dynasty in the prefect of Peking, and some are quite unique to the Mongols of the Yuan Dynasty. Ma Sanbao was a little dazzled at the time. The decoration of this mansion was simply a small palace. Although it was not as grand as the palace, the decoration of this mansion showed how much benefit the prefect of the prefect of the Peking mansion took away outsiders.

"No wonder the Prime Minister of Peking has to let His Highness not interfere with the rivers, and there is no reason!" Ma Sanbao said helplessly. Although every official's residence is luxurious in Nanjing, it is not as good as the official residence of the Prime Minister of Peking. Even Hu Weiyong's former residence is just like this. Just a third-rank official position is comparable to the former prime minister, which shows the decay of the magistrate of Peking.

"I don't know what the wind is, I will blow the Fourth Prince to the villain's mansion. If the Fourth Prince notifies the villain early, the villain will definitely entertain the Fourth Prince, and prepare all the good wine and tea for the Fourth Prince." Seeing Zhu Di coming, the prefect of Beiping City walked out of the mansion. Although his attitude was respectful, his eyebrows were full of intriguing meanings. If Zhu Di arrived in his mansion later, he might have ordered people to collect some rare treasures, after all, his wealth would not be revealed, especially in front of the Ming Dynasty royal family.

"The decoration of the magistrate's mansion is quite luxurious, and it is quite like the former Prime Minister Hu Weiyong!" Zhu Di said lightly, frightening the magistrate of Beiping City, which made him furious. Fortunately, he gave up a piece of land and had a land deed, which might become Zhu Di's weakness, at least Zhu Di would not report him for this.

"The Fourth Prince, don't know what this is meant?" The magistrate of Beiping City tried carefully, his heart trembling, for fear that Zhu Di would return the deed to his hands, and then report him. In the eyes of the magistrate of Beiping, there was no real honest official, and being a greedy official was the truth he knew.

"It's nothing, the prefect is not nervous. I have something to talk about, but it's not good to always stick it out. Can we ask us to talk in the house in detail?" Zhu Di said. Before meeting the prefect, these words were taught by Ma Sanbao. With Ma Sanbao's experience in interrogating Wang Guangyang and Hu Weiyong, Zhu Di admired Ma Sanbao's talking skills. At present, Ma Sanbao's suggestion was naturally heard, and it was also an opportunity to show it. He also saw the concerns of the prefect of Peking City, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart. "Hmph, you will find that your prefect has a lot of private goods in your arms. Wenhe's trick is indeed wonderful. I will ask him more and learn some interrogation skills in the future!"

"It's a young man who is not well received. Fourth Your Highness, Master Ma, please." The magistrate of Peking laughed and invited the two into the mansion. He didn't know if he didn't enter the mansion. He was shocked when he saw it. There were many famous paintings and ancient poems in the mansion of the magistrate who was a third-rank official, including many expensive items. Even Zhu Di couldn't help but take a breath. Obviously, this magistrate of Peking had many secrets that could not be told.
Chapter completed!