Chapter 48 Market (Part 1)

If Zhu Chongjiu is in the world in the future, the biggest beneficiary of beneficiaries besides himself, the Lu family may be. After all, Zhu Chongjiu has a poor background and has no immediate family except for a sister who has been forced to death for many years. All those who can be regarded as their own family can only be relatives and friends of Lu Shuanger.

Thinking of this, the last dissatisfaction in Lu Lu Zeng's heart disappeared. As Mr. Su said, why fight for the power of ministers? He is in his seventies, so what can he do if he wins it? Zhu Chongjiu is a rare and kind person. Once he becomes the emperor, how could the Lu family not rise to the top?

However, after thinking about it, he began to worry about his great-grandson issue. It has been more than two years since he got married, and his granddaughter's belly still has no movement. Although it is not convenient for grandfather to ask, it is impossible to pretend not to see it, right? What if a concubine gets the first one day, or the ministers offer another woman, with Shuang'er's soft temperament, wouldn't she be bullied to death?!

Just as he was thinking about the depressed carriage, the carriage had already stopped at the gate of the General Administration. All the colleagues jumped out of their respective carriages, said goodbye to go home, or entered their respective yamen to handle official duties, and soon they were completely dispersed.

"Let's go, go to Taibaiju for two cups? If you don't have two cups, you're still waiting for someone to pour it on the grave for you!" Mr. Su still couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth, but his concern was beyond words.

Lu Lu once thought that after he returned home, there was nothing to do except government affairs. So he responded with a forced smile, "If you want me to invite you to drink, just say it, what circle should you go around! Who will you have to save your money until the end?"

This sentence a little touched Mr. Su's heart, which made the latter's face dark. When he was a minor official in Xuzhou, his wife married three. After becoming the second-ranked figure of the Huai'an Army, the eldest girl kept home. However, over the years, she had raised a bunch of young ladies in her knees. She had no son with her husband.

The lifespan of the Yuan Dynasty was short, and at the age of forty, he could call himself an old man. Seeing that his white hair increased day by day like family property, but he didn't know who would inherit it in the future, how could Su Mingzhe not be anxious? The various Buddhist temples and Taoist temples gave a lot of charity, and they donated a lot of gold and silver, but the gods from all walks of life only collected money and did not do anything, and no one was willing to give him a next son!

"Don't worry, you are nearly thirty years younger than me!" Lu Lu Zeng reacted very quickly and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing. He patted Su Mingzhe on the shoulder and comforted him with a smile. "A woman's family gave birth to a child at the age of 40 is just an old clam. A man, having a child at the age of 70 is also a blessing and longevity!"

"I don't care about this kind of thing? Didn't you see the chief general appointing the woman named Wu as the admiral today? My daughter can't be sent to the martial arts hall in the future. Even if she can't be a female general, at least she will find me a few son-in-laws who are generals!" Su Mingzhe curled his lips and forced himself to respond.

"You are really not stupid. No wonder you are staring at the chief executive who promoted that woman today. It turns out that they are leaving a way out for themselves! Let's go, Taibaiju, I heard from the dog that the chef over there is good skills!" Lu Lu once laughed and ridiculed. He knew the hidden pain of his colleagues in his heart, and no longer talked nonsense. With the other party, he walked towards a newly opened restaurant on the street.

Since Zhu Chongjiu did not like to hold banquets at his home, few officials in the entire General Administration dared to raise chefs at home. No matter whoever had a guest came, they would usually take them to restaurants in the city to entertain. Over time, this practice became a habit in the Huaiyang officialdom. Local restaurants gradually became familiar with the faces of officials and rarely panicked by the sudden arrival of a high-ranking official.

Seeing the two old men following seven or eight personal soldiers, walking towards him, how could the shopkeepers and friends of Taibaiju not be overjoyed? Immediately, I ordered people to free up two private rooms on the second floor, and respectfully took the distinguished guests.

Lu Lu waved his hand and ordered his personal soldiers to go to another room to eat and drink. He and Mr. Su asked the guy to set a small table on the hem of the window, ordered a pot of folk-made flower carvings and a few special side dishes, and slowly started to taste them.

It was midsummer, and the temperature in the house was somewhat high. The gentle breeze blowing in from the window became a rare enjoyment. The two of them were cheering and enjoying the coming and going of people outside. After a while, they felt a sense of scent.

The war last year has never been burned into the city. After more than half a year of rest and rest, Yangzhou City is regaining its former prosperity at a rapid pace. The shops of all sizes of all sizes have long been connected on both sides of the street. The goods inside are from all over the world, and there are all kinds of things. Most of the people walking on the streets stroll or shopping have a happy smile on their faces. The purses tied around their waists are also heavy, full of happiness and hope.

"Oh, that's the little thief who reached his hand on someone else's waist! Stop, don't you know how shameless you are?" Lu Lu Zeng was old, but his eyes were not blurred. Suddenly, he saw a very disgraceful situation and couldn't help but shout loudly!

"Where, where?" Mr. Su stood up suddenly and poked a head out of the window. "Patrol, where has the patrol team died? Someone steals something, don't you care?"

"Squeak--!" As if responding to his questioning, a sharp whistle sounded downstairs. Immediately, a large group of strong men wearing black short beatings and holding wooden sticks rushed out. Together with the people on the street, they held the thief who had failed to steal, and tied them up in a few seconds.

Now, the whole street was boiling. The people and vendors spit at the thief and cheered loudly at the leader of the patrol. The leader of the patrol was not frightened. He raised his left left arm to salute the neighbors, and then shouted loudly: "Young and young men, please save some affection, don't drown him with spit. Taiping Mansion is short of people going down the mine, so he can save his life. He just goes to dig stones for our chief manager!"

"It's cheaper for him!"

"It's really cheap. Such a person doesn't lack arms or legs, but he doesn't learn well. He deserves to be locked in the ground for the rest of his life!!"

"That is, the chief executive is merciful. When it was the time when the Mongol Yuan was back then, it would be light to cut off your arms and hands!"

"Closed, locked up! Cut down to dig stones!"

Everyone was talking, fearing that their voice would not be heard by the patrol captain.

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