Xu Jingchang got up very early. He found a casual clothes and did not bring any extra accessories. He just took a fan. It was not yet the first month of the year. What he wanted was the temperament of a rich young man in order to fan the wind.

Let’s not talk about this fan, just a fan pendant is a good piece of ancient jade. The work in the palace was given by Zhu Yuanzhang.

There was really no way. There was a gift from other people's mansion that had to be offered. But the Xu Mansion was not good. Xu Da followed Zhu Yuanzhang for decades, ranking first among the heroes, and was also the family of children.

In the early years, Xu Huizu, Xu Zengshou and others often went to the palace, and during festivals, they often brought good things to their homes.

Xu Jingchang could not let good things be covered in dust, so he could only enjoy them reluctantly.

"Prepare the carriage, go to Duke Rong first, and then to the Qinhuai River."

When the family heard this, they all felt it was fresh.

Our young master is really unpredictable. He takes an old monk to drink flower wine and browse brothels. Is this something that people can do?

Although everyone complained, they didn't dare to say anything. Xu Jingchang is no longer the child he used to be. When something happened, he still needs to discuss with his family generals.

As a commissar of the government, my power is unlimited.

"Yes, it's just renting someone else's. If it were my own, it would have sold it long ago."

Yao Guangxiao laughed twice, "I haven't seen the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, I only smell the smell of copper."

"It's 115 stakes, and the annual profit is 15%. Do you understand?"

"You guys don't know. His Highness the King of Han was falsely accused by traitors and fined a lot of property. But His Highness the King of Han still felt sorry for everyone and was willing to lend money."

Fortunately, the medicine shop was not far from the Qinhuai River. When I turned around, I heard someone telling the loan with a newspaper. The old farmer took the courage to borrow money.

If you can work hard, you can save your wife and you will not want to!

Old Man Ma ate the noodles and became energetic.

The old farmer muttered in a low voice, and the villagers were also moved when they heard it.

If you go back, you will be the only one who sells your daughter.

The person in charge of lending nodded and asked, "Do you have land at home?"

A few days ago, Xu Jingchang asked Wang Zhong to take the property of Wang Han to parade in Yingtian. These days, the residence newspapers were constantly being promoted, and the effect finally appeared.

The storefront is not big, only two, which is far less than many grand shops. In a hurry, there is not much preparation, and the three words "Hanwang Loan" are just posted.

Xu Jingchang brought Zhu Di to arrest officials, and now he is revisiting his hometown.

Yao Guangxiao rolled his triangle eyes and said, "Next time I come to such a place, don't call me me, I'm not interested."

"Everyone listened, this is His Highness the King of Han's business... Does His Highness the King of Han know? He is a famous charity man with the conscience of the Ming Dynasty. He feels sorry for the people. He only has 15% of the profits. Everyone listens, this is a profit for a year, not half a year or three months. There is no profit for profits."

Just below the teahouse, there was a loan shop.

"The family is short of money, the young and the young cannot live on, and the life cannot be continued. If you owe money to the pen, you can't pay it back. There is no need to sell your children and daughters. Come here to borrow money. The King of Han guarantees that the old man will be free!"

In the future, I have to work hard and pay back the money early, and there is still profit, which is not a small amount.

Xu Jingchang said, "You are a Buddhist practitioner. I invite you to come and see what Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are in the hearts of the people. This is a good thing to help you practice, but you are only thinking about the red pink skeleton. The gap between our realms is getting bigger and bigger."

Before business started, there was already bustling outside and many people came.

He got on the carriage and invited Yao Guangxiao, and then the two of them arrived at the teahouse not far from the Qinhuai River Painting Boat.

After listening carefully, the old farmer remembered them one by one, and then he took a hundred stakes and came out of the main entrance.

After they entered, they quickly got the loan and came out happily.

The lender asked again about the residence, whether it was a good family with all households and people... the old farmer answered one by one.

About half an hour later, among the crowd, a hunchbacked old farmer mustered up the courage to walk in.

He couldn't think of a way to save his wife, so he was unwilling to go back.

He looked back at the small shop and suddenly fell to his knees.

After saying this, the old man got up from the ground, turned his head to the medicine shop... He picked up three doses of medicine and hurried home... A countryman, who didn't dare to enter Yingtian City if he didn't want to save his wife?

There were also newspaper boys holding the newspaper and shouting loudly.

Xu Jingchang smiled and said, "The statues of the gods in the temple are piled up with gold and jade. From this we can see that the way of copper smell is the best way to understand the gods."

The lender smiled and said, "The treasure banknotes I have seen are stamped by the Ministry of Revenue behind. Don't worry, these treasure banknotes can not only be paid for taxes, but also not depreciated. These are all graces requested by His Highness and His Majesty. Everyone should believe that His Highness and the King of Han hope that the people will be good, but some corrupt officials, they are damned, and there are some unreasonable gentry and wealthy households in the local area, sucking bones and marrow. Don't worry, this is a loan approved by the court. His Highness of Han's profits will pay taxes. Who dares to obstruct? The Master Qingtian of the Ministry of Justice will make the decision..."

"Is that true?" the old farmer exclaimed, "Does the master of the yamen want it?"

"Listen, I understand!" The old farmer couldn't help but feel happy. One hundred guan Baochao sounded a lot, but based on the current value, one guan Baochao cost 30 guan, which is only three or five taels of silver, and the profit is less than one or two taels, which is a few hundred cents. In summer, when you get up early and go to bed late, you will build a few more houses, not only from the hometown, but also from other towns. If you work for a few months, you will definitely be able to pay it back.

And this trip to Yingtian, Mr. Ma actually became a celebrity in the village.

The old farmer was stunned and his lips trembled, "How many?"

The old farmer said, covering his face and crying.

By the time he got home, it was already midnight. He had just pushed open the door and fell into the yard.

"Living Bodhisattva, I kowtow!"

He took the courage to enter Yingtian, found the medicine shop, and asked about the medicine... But he brought some money, where was enough!

After wandering around outside for a long time, at night, he leaned against a poplar tree and slept all night.

The lender patiently said: "This is arranged by His Highness the King of Han. If the loan is not paid due to natural disasters and man-made disasters, the loan can be extended appropriately. As for the profits, it can be negotiated and will not force everyone to go desperate. And you can also tell you something. The treasure money you borrowed can be used to compensate for land tax and silver, and you can also buy salt."

"She and I have not been able to get along well for most of her life. She is afraid that she will not be able to repay the money and will not be able to save her life, so she will also take the whole family in."

This is true. A poor man couldn't bear to spend a penny in order to save his wife's life... He got the loan and bought medicinal materials, but he couldn't bear to spend the remaining little money.

Hearing the sound, his son and daughter hurried out, and the neighbors and villagers all came over to hear the news and carried the old man into the house.

The old farmer said: "I am still a bricklayer. I can help others build houses during the slack season. I can earn some pocket money all year round."

The old monk didn't say much, and Xu Jingchang just drank tea.

After the three doses of medicine are gone, my wife will be very good.

More and more people know about the King of Han. Although many people are skeptical, some people finally take the first step with their courage.

"Old Ma, don't worry, my third aunt has gone to make medicine, she will do this. We will give you a bowl of noodles, but I haven't eaten these two days, are you? You're so hungry!"

"My wife is seriously ill and she is almost breathless. She can't get the money for buying medicine. Someone told me to sell my daughter and exchange it for money to save her mother, but I thought that even if her mother survived, she wouldn't be able to survive after hearing that the girl was sold... I have no choice."

"Don't worry about me, hurry up and boil medicine for my child's mother."

He has never been so brave in his life... A man who never even came out of the village entered the capital of the Ming Dynasty and the heart of the world.

The lender nodded again, "Then do you know some skills? Is there any way to make a living?"

I went to the big pharmacy shop, asked the famous doctor of the world, borrowed money from the King of Han and bought medicine... The old man carried three pairs of medicine, ran all the way, and rushed home desperately.

My wife over there also took medicine. I have to say that Ying Tian’s famous doctor is amazing. Just listening to the symptoms and prescribing medicine is effective.

How expensive are things in the capital?

It doesn’t matter if you are illiterate, but someone actually helps to read newspapers and preach about lending.

It may not be true in the Ming Dynasty, but in the Xu family, it must be true.

The lender nodded, "In this case, you can borrow up to 100 guan. By this time next year, you can repay 115 guan. Are you willing?"

Yao Guangxiao took a breath and said lightly: "Let's see!"

Although it is less than a hundred miles away from the capital, in this closed village, not many people dare to go to the capital to see the world, and even fewer people can accomplish things.

Especially if you dare to borrow money, that would be even more amazing!

The villagers finally realized that in Yingtian, there was a King of Han who had low profits and was willing to help poor people. He was a real living Bodhisattva.

"Mr. Yao, it's not difficult to become a Buddha. As long as you are willing to lower the interest on borrowing money, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the temple want to turn the last copper plate in the pockets of the people into a lingering fireworks. In this way, let alone Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, even the evil demons of Shura will be ashamed!"

Yao Guangxiao was rarely in the forefront, "Indeed, it seems that I must take out my property."

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!