Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

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Concubine Fang's words made Zhou and Queen Zhang even more interested.

Soap, perfume, and this fragrance, Mrs. Zhou and Empress Zhang did not continue to ask, but these few new words caused some ripples in their hearts.

Emperor Hongzhi suddenly felt bored. He knew that he would not be here for a long time, but now he was leaving and not, and he was very embarrassed to hear these three women talking about washing and skin care. Emperor Hongzhi was so embarrassed that he didn't know. What to do.

That's it, it's better to listen to Zhu Houzhao talking nonsense in front of him. Although Zhu Houzhao's words are occasionally harsh, they are better than this.

After a while, the child woke up and was carried by a wet nurse who came from the west mountain. Now, with new clothes and a new attire, there is still no trace of a farmer.

When Concubine Fang saw the child coming, she immediately couldn't care less, hugged the child, looked left and right, whatever it looked like was pleasing to the eye.

At the beginning, the child was just a big mouse, but now, he is like a kitten, curled up in the swaddling clothes, his eyes are calm and calm, and it is very easy for him to be full of wind and clouds. The eyes are facing the void, and I love the feeling of self-satisfaction.

Concubine Fang's tears fell like broken beads.

Emperor Hongzhi finally had a chance to interject. Concubine Fang was his daughter-in-law. He really wanted to go up to her and tease the child, but it was difficult for Concubine Fang to come forward. Zhu Zaimo, Mohist, Black Ye, although this word is not good, but the officials from the Ministry of Rites said that the sages cited ink to write, and it is because of ink that the classics can be preserved forever. Ming. I took this grandson as ink, so that he can illuminate the world."

"The name chosen by the emperor is very good, Zhu Zaimo..." Concubine Fang stared at the child, Zhu Zaimo still looked calm and calm, leisurely and content, letting others die.

Empress Zhang said with a smile: "When Xiaofan was last year, he was only a little older than him. Fang Xiaofan was naughty and loved to cry, but look at him, he looks calm and relaxed. I look like..."

The red-eyed Concubine Fang laughed through her tears, hugged her for a while, and when Zhu Zaimo began to whine, the wet nurse fiddled with her skirt...

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't bear to read it. It's a tragedy. This wet nurse is good at everything and has enough milk. You can tell that she is a responsible person at a glance, but there is only one thing, that is...

Emperor Hongzhi turned his eyes to one side, and got up: "Okay, it's time for me to go to the Nuan Pavilion, grandma, Sun Chen will leave."

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In the early morning of the next day, a eunuch flew over and arrived at Xishan panting.

"Captain, Captain... The servants are here on the order of the Empress Dowager and Madam Zhang..."

"Oh." Fang Jifan asked casually, "What's the matter?"

The eunuch stamped anxiously: "Ask you about soap and perfume."

"Soap and perfume..."

Sure enough... I did not misread the Empress Dowager and Empress Zhang.

They really care about people.

I heard that concubine Fang entered the palace yesterday, and then sent some perfume and soap to the palace.

The empress dowager and Mrs. Zhang must have tried it out.

As for the effect... hehe...

Fang Jifan said: "This... because of the lack of raw materials, there are quite a few soaps, but this perfume is a rare thing. It is made from the exotic flower lavender of the Western Regions. I only have these few bottles. It’s for Her Royal Highness, so it’s okay, soap, when I let Her Royal Highness enter the palace, I will send ten or eight bottles to the palace. As for perfume, I can only send two bottles to the palace. Juggler, this perfume is a rare thing that is equivalent to gold, and you can’t buy it even if you want to.”

The eunuch looked disappointed.

The soap is used for washing, and it is really very dry. Both the Empress Dowager and Mrs. Zhang are full of praise for this. This kind of soap can be made as much as it is, and the workshop can be built soon. High-end ones can be made from whale oil. For low-grade ones, use lard.

And perfume... You should know that lavender is the best raw material for making perfume. Other flowers always have a lot of different meanings, but this lavender cannot be cultivated in the customs, because lavender is the opposite of other flowers. , the more humid and rainy the place is, the more difficult it is for it to grow. When I gain a firm foothold in Hexi in the future, I will cultivate it in large quantities. Now... I can only play the signboard first.

Zhu Houzhao stood aside, and was happy to hear that the Empress Dowager and the Queen Mother were in a hurry to ask for this.

Way of making money, this is a way of making money.

Zhu Houzhao needs money now, he is poor.

People's desires cannot be satisfied, and Zhu Houzhao's situation is like this. There are so many women in this world, even if there are ten people, if one woman is willing to consume this, she will make a fortune.

He was laughing silly.

Perfume is the same as gold... and to make perfume, you have to plant flowers outside the customs, umm... the father of the palace is really worthless, ashamed of his ancestors, he actually lost the land of Hexi to the Tatars for nothing , heartbroken, heartbroken...

The eunuch has hurried back to return to his order.

But Zhu Houzhao pulled Fang Jifan aside: "Old Fang, what should I do?"

"What should I do?" Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao who was in a hurry, and already understood his thoughts.

"Business, our perfume, think about the empress dowager, think about the queen mother, think about the world,

With so many women who haven't used perfume, your heart... won't it hurt? "

Fang Jifan calmly said, "No hurry, no hurry."

Zhu Houzhao frowned: "What do you mean...Hexi, didn't you say that for this perfume, flowers need to be planted in Hexi to extract the essence from the flowers and make perfume. We have to find a way to plant flowers in Hexi... ..."

Fang Jifan said lightly: "Wait and see."

Zhu Houzhao was in a hurry: "What are you waiting for?"

Fang Jifan said with emotion: "Waiting for my beloved apprentice Jiang Chen, as a mentor, I miss him all the time."

"..."

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Jiang Chen and his party set off from the capital and headed westward all the way. They passed through the Guanzhong, and then left from the Guanzhong to go westward along the canyon.

The whole of Hexi is a corridor, almost along the muddy Yellow River, passing through the canyon, on both sides, there are continuous mountains, these mountains are almost endless, one valley is next to another, and finally merged into Consolidated Guanzhong throat.

Further on, there is Lanzhou, the countless stacked mountains, because of the rain a few days ago, the rain was not heavy, but it caused that the bare loess that had been piled up for many years suddenly became a little more green. , tenacious weeds, drilled out from the gaps in the earth and rocks, in clumps.

It used to be quite prosperous here.

Because this is the only way to enter the Western Regions. There are many Western Regions. If you want to pay tribute, you must enter the customs from here.

The so-called tribute is actually nothing more than official trade. The Ming Dynasty will limit the scale of countries entering the customs, and the officials of each country will recruit a group of merchants to travel through the Western Regions with various goods, pass through the Hexi Corridor, and arrive at the capital of the Ming Dynasty. Then bestow all kinds of silk and porcelain, so that they can return home full of rewards.

Therefore, this has also led to the prosperity of the entire Hexi Corridor. Those merchants from the Western Regions with various names, led camels and horses, secretly brought all kinds of private goods here, and traded in Lanzhou and other places. They used to be here. Countless Han people, because of the Silk Road, arrived in Lanzhou and other places, and settled down here. Outside Lanzhou City, the Han people built military forts one by one, and established military guards one by one. Beyond this fortress, reclaim the fields.

Although the land here is barren, there will still be harvests along the irrigated land near the Yellow River. The merchants from the Western Regions who come and go here bring wealth to the soldiers and civilians here.

It is precisely because of this that the Tatars are eyeing this place.

Here, there used to be lush pastures, valleys like the south of the Great Wall, deserts, and loess piled up with mountains.

It's just... all the prosperity now has disappeared.

Countless fields that have been reclaimed are now in the vicissitudes of life, and the military fortresses that were once built are now only ruined walls. The villages that used to rise from cooking smoke have long been empty.

This place... has become barren, the reclaimed fields have become grasslands, and the once inhabited land has now become a place for shepherds to shelter from the wind at night.

There is only a lonely city of Lanzhou, stick to it, outside the city... there is only a long loess, at this time...it is winter, and snow flakes suddenly fall, and the snow flakes are flying.

In the westbound team, after Jiang Chen traveled all the way westward from the bustling place, what he saw was innumerable desolation, so much so that his heart sank.

He resolutely, as an inspector, led people, continued to cross Lanzhou, and continued westward.

Further west, there is no one to keep them safe.

There are dozens of them, there are hundreds of horses, some are riding people, some are carrying various tools, and all of them are armed. With the snow flakes all over the sky, it is difficult to walk.

Further to the west, there are all kinds of military guards. They used to have names, some were called Pingluwei, some were called Zhenxiwei, and so on. These once famous military guards all represented the people of the past. During the prosperous years, during the reign of Emperor Gao and Wen of Taizu, countless men went out of customs according to the order, and used their flesh and blood to fight bloody battles with the Beiyuan at that time in canyons, wildernesses, and ancient cities.

Under the loess, there are countless dense white bones buried. No one remembers the names of these white bones.

Jiang Chen frowned. He looked at the snowflakes all over the sky, breathing white air in his mouth. Suddenly, he wanted to chant a poem, but suddenly, like a stick in his throat, the cold wind, like a knife, blew on his face. That night, they A bonfire was raised among the broken walls of Pingluwei, and they stopped for a while.

Under the broken wall, there is a stele that has been covered with snow and has long been beyond recognition. Jiang Chen wiped away the snow, and vaguely saw the speckled stele. Ping thieves, hit 10,000 thieves here, and take more than 2,700 heads..."

The crooked stele, after that, can no longer be seen clearly.

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