Zhu Xiurong sat in the carriage with a haggard face with a sad and exhausted look on his face.

The next house...is not far away.

There were thick stacks of books in this carriage for her to check the general situation of each household she needed to visit at any time.

For example, the following company is doing the transaction of grain. People who trade this transaction need a large amount of money. Once the bank turns over, the flow of funds will be extremely large.

In the book, there are some information about this rice shop, and there are roughly how many warehouses and how many shops there are, which are very detailed.

Zhu Xiurong put down the book in his hand and knew it almost well.

But it was hard for her to understand that these books were obviously impossible to be the latest investigation. In a hurry, so many information involved so many businesses, how could it be so detailed? After all, even a few people, when did they add new employees at home, they all wrote clearly... This was what her husband had investigated clearly before his death.

But there seems to be another problem that lingers in Zhu Xiurong's mind.

What did your husband do when he was alive? These businessmen involved in all industries, but logically speaking, they are not hindered from the West.

But at this moment, there is no time to think about it.

She felt that her mind was a little numb and confused because of the pain of losing her husband, so she had to bite her lip and force herself to cheer up.

Now... only she can support this property.

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It was noon that day.

Money houses and semicolons everywhere, just as countless people are still running...

But I found that there was a long queue at the empty treasure banknote exchange business window.

These people came in a carriage, and then when they got outside, they began unloading boxes of goods, and then carried boxes into the money house.

Once this box is opened, it is enough to make everyone's eyes straight.

It turned out to be boxes of real money and silver, which made people a little dazzled.

Afterwards, the money house immediately divided the manpower and began to weigh the gold and silver.

They... actually did the opposite and used real gold and silver to exchange Daming Baobao.

People from all the businesses came, and the real money and silver they brought were all the leaders of the housekeepers. They came with their friends, and they were guarded by special guards. They didn't say anything. They transported the things and allowed the people from the money shop to weigh them. They got the equal amount of Daming Baobao, and then turned around and left, without saying a word.

So, there were long queues here to collect silver, while there were long queues there to save silver.

It was a slightly chaotic money house before, but the business volume has increased now, but the shopkeeper in charge of the money house has now straightened his back and directed his client to step up the business.

The money house is orderly and even has a sign hanging. It is decided that in order to facilitate the people to get the money, the closing time will be delayed by one or two hours at night.

This means, don’t be anxious, line up, take the treasure money, keep the money in custody, and there is no possibility of spending the money.

In this way, fewer people came to get the money, but there were still some people who were worried and always felt that it would be better to put the money in the pocket.

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"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

In front of Hanlin Academy, Zhu Houzhao held her hands behind her back and was stopped by the person in front of the door.

But Zhu Houzhao's face was cold and still moved forward. When her shoulders collided with the other party, the other party staggered and fell to the ground.

Behind Zhu Houzhao, a group of people flocked in, all of whom were scholars from Xishan Academy.

In order to show their differences, they also wore Ru Shanlun scarfs, but they all wore white belts to pay tribute to the master's wife.

When the Hanlin Academy heard the movement, some of them emerged from the public housing, while others stood in amazement.

A Hanlin came forward and bowed quickly, saying, "Your Highness came in condescendingly, I don't know..."

Zhu Houzhao had a horse whip in his hand. Without blinking, he smashed the Hanlin face to the face.

Bang... There was a dazzling blood mark on the Hanlin's face.

The Hanlin quickly covered his face with his hands and wailed.

Zhu Hou had no expression on his face, and he pursed his lips tightly and stepped forward a few steps.

The other Hanlin and civil servants were immediately in an uproar.

He whipped the whip at a disagreement. This...this...this...this is the gentle?

You know... Hanlin represents the noble character and is a symbol of scholars.

Even if the imperial examinations are abolished, the Hanlin is still a Hanlin.

What they represent is integrity and the character of the Ming Dynasty.

Therefore... neither the emperor nor the prince had ever beaten Hanlin himself. Even if it was a serious crime, it was just a court stick.

Someone quickly supported Hanlin on the ground with a quick eye and hands, and then stepped back.

Zhu Houzhao didn't care about this.

In the past, although Zhu Houzhao was naughty, he was probably not afraid of the Hanlin people even if they were scolded by them, but I didn't hear it at all.

But today, Zhu Houzhao was wearing a white belt around her waist and wearing military uniform. The tip of her boots under her feet crushed the blood flowing on the ground, and spitted on the ground. She looked up and had a cold face and a fierce look in her eyes. Finally, she said: "I heard that many people in the Hanlin Courtyard are secretly applauding, saying that Duke Qi deserves to die. God has eyes, right?"

As he spoke, he looked around and looked at every Hanlin, his eyes as if they were ice-sharp.

The Hanlins' hearts were stuttering, and suddenly someone burst into tears: "Your Highness...you...how can you be so insulting, your Highness...we'll wait..."

Zhu Houzhao ignored the Hanlin who was kneeling on the ground and cried loudly, but continued to say coldly: "Is it?"

The Hanlins retreated one after another.

"Duke of Qi should die or not? My father can say, my palace can say, where is your turn? In my palace, those who say these must have something to do with the murderer who plotted to assassinate Qi. Who is it?"

Zhu Houzhao was not too anxious or slow when talking. The whip in her hand gently patted the palm of her palm, but it exuded an inexplicable power.

"Don't you dare to say it but not recognize it?" Zhu Houzhao grinned: "Don't you usually claim to be a Qingliu and dare to speak out for justice?"

"Your Highness..." Finally, someone came forward, but it was Hanlin's sergeant Zhang Tao.

Zhang Tao said with a stern and righteous heart: "Your Highness must not be rude here."

Zhang Tao once served in the Zhan Shi Mansion and taught Zhu Houzhao. In short, he was half of Zhu Houzhao's master, so... at this time he was furious: "Is this how your highness treating his ministers? If today's affairs are spread, how will scholars in the world view Your Highness? How will the military and civilians in the world view Your Highness?"

Zhu Hou looked at him, but he remained cold and said, "Why, you scolded me too?"

Zhu Houzhao's attitude made Zhang Tao angry and felt cold.

These days are really not the life that people live. When Fang Jifan died, he first abolished the imperial examinations, and then a large number of ministers were deposed, and even Hanlin was not allowed to speak out. Many people, because of the plummeting stock prices and the house, their wealth was suddenly gone. How deep was the accumulated resentment? Now... the prince's attitude is like this, is there a way for scholars to live?

He said seriously: "Over the years, the laws of our ancestors have been tampered with. Your Majesty has been bewitched by traitors and has reached the point where he cannot distinguish right from wrong. Isn't the initiator of all this the Duke of Qi? Today, Duke of Qi... is dead. It's a pity, but if you think about it carefully, why wouldn't it be your own fault? Your Highness and Duke of Qi..."

"What did you say?"

In fact, Zhang Tao felt that his words were already very tactful.

He didn't even point to Fang Jifan's body and greeted Fang Jifan's ancestors for generations. He was a clean official and spoke up for justice. He should have been the one who should be the one who should be. Even the emperor dared to scold him. Who else can't be discussed?

"What the officials want to say..."

Zhu Houzhao suddenly went crazy and stepped forward suddenly. Without waiting for Zhang Tao to continue speaking, she pulled off his official hat and pulled off his hairpin. Zhang Tao immediately disheveled his hair, and Zhang Tao seemed to have not expected that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince would react like this.

Zhu Houzhao had already pulled his long hair and, with a pull, Zhang Tao staggered. Before he could react, he slapped him hard in the face.

Smack...

Zhang Tao suddenly felt stars appearing in his eyes, and he was completely confused, and his jaw was full of red.

Zhu Houzhao took the opportunity and kicked him hard in the abdomen. Zhang Tao was pampered and tender in skin. He then let out a loud voice and fell to the ground.

He roared unwillingly: "The lower official once served as the lecturer of the Zhanshi Mansion, Your Highness..."

Seeing this, the other Hanlins were silent, and some wanted to go forward to persuade them.

But he saw that the face of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was a little colder than before. It was a murderous look, like a leopard that had found its prey. The sharp edge passing through deep in his eyes was so cold that it was so cold that it was bone-bone.

Zhu Houzhao had already stepped forward, rode on Zhang Tao's body, punched him hard, and said sternly: "You scold again, you scold again. What kind of dog thing are you? Come on, you scold again, Lao Fang is dead, you will definitely be happy. It's very good, so let's go to the underworld to bury with you together. Haha..."

Bang...

Another punch.

Zhu Houzhao's eyes were red and she suddenly laughed: "Miaoji, Miaoji, you are in the world. I will kill you slutty slaves. When you kill your dog-like thing, you will arrive at the underworld in the future. Lao Fang will beat you again."

When the punch was down, it was extremely fierce. Zhang Tao let out a wail and screamed endlessly. Later, he was dying and could no longer scream. He just went down and let out a muffled groan, and his body twitched like a conditioned reflex.

Zhu Houzhao was fighting, but she didn't have much strength. It was him who beat someone, but tears fell down, slashing his cheeks along the corners of his eyes and flowing into the corners of his mouth. He choked up his laughter, and suddenly he lost his strength. He was like a pool of flesh, tilted beside Zhang Tao, who was already unconscious. The python robe on his body raised dust, and the dust made his eyes fascinated, and even more tears were poured out.
Chapter completed!