Looking at the solemn expression on Chen Lie's face.

Yun'er kept nodding.

The waiter and a few slaughtermen in the kitchen also put down their chopsticks.

At this time, Tian Hong's eyes flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the waiter with his majestic eyes, and the people present were waiting, and swept around everyone's faces.

Tian Hong said slowly, "Today's matter... If you want to die of rotten in your stomach, you have to bring it into the coffin after death. Otherwise, don't blame Tian for being ruthless!"

His identity and his tone made the waiter and several helpers change their expressions. He was so scared that he didn't dare to vent his breath, so he nodded quickly.

"I understand, I understand."

Tian Hong was only satisfied.

Now that he is already the third shopkeeper of Bianyifang, he also has his own part in Bianyifang, so his mentality naturally changed.

Whoever dares to leak this recipe is to be an enemy of Lord Tian.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little nervous.

Chen Lie laughed again: "Let's go."

Everyone hurriedly dispersed, and under Tian Hong's burning eyes, they closed their mouths tightly, not daring to mention another word.

It was already night like water.

The spring rain continues.

The shop is closed.

In the darkness.

Chen Lie personally sent Tian Hong to the alley and reminded him a few more words: "That Victor must be taken care of, don't let him run away..."

I looked around and saw that there was no one around.

Chen Lie took out another hundred taels of silver notes from his sleeve and stuffed them, asking Tian Hong to buy some land near the Mill to find a way to expand the seed area of ​​the potatoes.

According to the land price of this era, a few acres of land cannot be bought for 100 taels of silver, but fortunately, potatoes have low requirements for planting conditions.

Even in the valleys, it can grow very well.

Chen Lie repeatedly told Tian Hong that he could buy some barren slopes at the foot of the mountain and then ask people to level them into terraces, which was cheap and could grow potatoes. This was a continuous road of wealth.

Stopped at the entrance of the alley and said seriously: "This matter concerns the lives of your and my brothers. You must not cause any trouble."

Tian Hong nodded frequently when he heard this, but did not accept the silver bill. Instead, he smiled and said, "If Qian Tian, ​​who bought the land, he will not bother me."

Chen Lie stopped insisting and collected the 100 taels of silver bills again.

Tian Hong has been a Jinyiwei family for many years. Although he has a small official position, his wealth is very large. Naturally, he will not take a mere 100 taels of silver to heart.

So the two walked and chatted, parting outside Chaoyang Gate.

Seeing Tian Hong clasping his fists, turning over the horse, and gradually moving away with a few scattered horses.

Chen Lie smiled slightly and felt much more at ease in his heart. Now the shop he has built is the daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the third shopkeeper is the Jinyiwei Hundred Households.

You probably won't be bullied again, right?

Facing the breeze and drizzle, he stretched his body in a relaxed and comfortable manner. After experiencing thousands of difficulties, he finally had the capital to gain a foothold in this era.

In the slanting wind and drizzle.

Chen Lie returned to the closed shop and saw Yun'er holding an umbrella, waiting for him outside the door.

Chen Lie's heart became hot and he could no longer hide his excitement. He hugged Yun'er, hugged her in his arms for a few times, and kissed her in pain.

Yun'er was used to being intimate with him, so she just grabbed the umbrella tightly and covered the two of them. After a lingering breeze and drizzle, the plump and soft body that day became hot and made a delicate moan like a kitten in Shen Lie's arms.

The spring love is infinite in the night.

At night, the Prime Minister's House is in the house.

The slanting wind and drizzle are falling, and continuous raindrops are dripping between the red bricks and green tiles, washing the pavilions, towers, flowers, plants and trees.

Deep in the inner house.

Zhang Jingxiu, wearing a plain white dress, held an umbrella and walked through the long corridor with a maid, slowly walking on the path made of blue bricks.

After a day of confinement.

The eldest lady of the Grand Tutor's Mansion played the role of a good girl. She went to her father's study on time every morning and evening to ask for filial piety. She looked so gentle and virtuous.

But Zhang Juzheng seemed very busy and had no mind, which made Zhang Jingxiu a little depressed. So when he heard that his father had returned home, he hurried to pay his respects.

After a moment.

Standing outside his father's study and looking at the tall guards slowly walking in the yard, Zhang Jingxiu stopped and seemed to feel a trace of extraordinary aura.

These guards were all wearing big red brocade clothes, the leader was wearing a flying fish suit, a goldfish belt, and a goose feather knife. The luxurious brocade clothes were clearly wearing thick cotton armor.

Such elite soldiers knew they were guards in front of the imperial guards at a glance.

As Zhang Jingxiu walked into the yard, the fierce guard commander was awakened, and he pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife and looked over with a vigilant look.

I soon saw the young lady of the Zhang family standing at the gate of the yard.

The head of the guard recognized her and nodded slightly.

Zhang Jingxiu did not dare to be negligent, so he quickly returned a bow. Feeling the extraordinary atmosphere in the courtyard, his heart couldn't help but sink, and for some reason he was a little uneasy.

At this moment, the sound of something breaking came from the study, and the man's low roar.

While talking.

The door of the study was kicked open, and a slightly fat young man with a medium figure walked out angrily, walked down the steps quickly under the guards, and walked out of the courtyard gate.

With the glimmer of light emitted by the lantern, I looked at the bright yellow dragon robe worn by the young man.

Zhang Jingxiu's heart trembled, and he hurriedly took the maid to retreat, lowered his head and bowed his face, but he didn't dare to look at the young man for a moment.

The young man seemed to be angry and walked quickly. He passed by Zhang Jingxiu without stopping. He just looked at her from the corner of his eyes, and his expression seemed to be looking at a stranger.

That inexplicable majesty hits my face.

Zhang Jingxiu and several maids were so arrogant that they didn't dare to speak out.

As the chaotic footsteps faded away, Zhang Jingxiu straightened her waist, and only then did she realize that her whole body was soaked with cold sweat, and a hint of fear flashed in her bright eyes.

She naturally saw this emperor. She played together when she was a child. She still remembered that he was a silly little fat man at that time, running around happily behind everyone.

Together, we were in the study of the Taishi Mansion, and obediently got the ruler.

But in the blink of an eye, a few years have passed, and I don’t remember when the cute little fat man disappeared, ascended the throne, and became a noble emperor.

Looking at the back of Emperor Wanli leaving hurriedly, Zhang Jingxiu couldn't help but feel a little confused: "When did he become like this?"

With a little uneasiness in her heart, Zhang Jingxiu walked into the study and looked at her father who was sitting on the chair with a pale face, and her heart sank again.

Under the candlelight, fragments of broken porcelain bowls scattered all over the ground.

Zhang Jingxiu frowned slightly and waved his hand. The maid picked up the fragments lightly, then stepped back gently.

The room was as quiet as death.

Zhang Jingxiu thought about it, then walked towards his father lightly, stood behind his father, stretched out his white slender hands, and rubbed his temples for him.

Zhang Juzheng's ascitesy face relaxed a little. He raised his arm, patted his daughter's hand gently, and closed his eyes slightly, pondering something.

At this moment, the Ming Dynasty prime minister could not hide his tiredness. He looked like an exhausted old man, and his dark face was still gloomy.

Seeing that his father's face had improved a little, Zhang Jingxiu said nervously: "Dad, the emperor..."
Chapter completed!