MTL - Time is slow-Chapter 748 New Year's Eve

   Chapter 748 Years

  The secret of hand beads.

  Qiao Zhao stared at the string of beads.

  What's the secret of this string of hand beads that brought her a lot of trouble? She groped many times, but found nothing.

   "Zhaozhao, look at these patterns." Shao Mingyuan pointed to one of the beads.

  Qiao Zhao raised the agarwood beads to see.

  Deep color, smooth oil line, round and full beads.

  Qiao Zhao walked to the window and looked at the incoming sunlight again, his eyes suddenly shrinking.

  Those lines that originally looked at nature would have been ignored without Shao Mingyuan's reminder, but now that they are carefully distinguished, they have found a clue.

   "These lines are colored—"

   "Yes, not only has it been painted, but the craftsman who is good at carving used special tools to enlarge the beads and saw a lot of interesting things. Zhaozhao, you see—" Shao Mingyuan slowly unfolded a picture scroll.

   On the scroll is actually a landscape map, with four small characters written on the map: Qianling and nine stacks.

   "This is—" Qiao Zhao closed his eyes, countless fragments flashed through his mind, and finally settled, opened his eyes and looked at Shao Mingyuan, "Lingnan?"

   She is not familiar with every mountain and river in Daliang, but she has read a lot of books about Lingnan in the past year, so the four words "Qianling nine stacks" quickly found the source.

  That is a waterfall in Chongluan County, Lingnan, named for its grandeur.

   Shao Mingyuan flashed admiration in his eyes and said with a smile: "Zhaozhao, do you know, these four characters were found on these four beads. Well, the black spot at the end of this dark pattern is enlarged to form a 'stack' character."

   The four beads pointed out by Shao Mingyuan are not adjacent, but are randomly distributed around the bracelet, and the so-called black spot is only the size of a needle tip.

  Qiao Zhao was silent.

   Grandfather said it right, in this world there are always people outside people, mountains outside mountains, and many strange people can be puzzled by ordinary people.

   "Then what does the addition of 'Thousands of Mountains and Nine Stacks' mean to this landscape map?" Qiao Zhao murmured.

  Shao Mingyuan stretched out his hand to smooth her eyebrows: "Don't worry about it, I have already sent someone there. I believe that if you see the real scene, you will always find some clues, which is better than breaking your head."

  Qiao Zhao's eyes widened: "What you said is, I don't want to."

   Shao Mingyuan smiled and said, "I'm hungry."

   "Rabbit soup is simmering in the kitchen. I'll ask Ah Zhu to bring it to you." Qiao Zhao turned around and walked out, and was hugged by Shao Mingyuan from behind.

   "Tingquan?" Qiao Zhao shouted.

   Those large hands covered her plumpness.

   "It's daytime..."

  The man pressed his chin against the girl's plump blue silk, and sighed softly, "Zhaozhao, grow up quickly, I've worked so hard."

   The girl's voice was inaudible: "When the first month comes, I will be ready for bed."

  Qiao Zhao was born on the twenty-fifth day of the first lunar month, and will be fifteen years old after this year.

   "Okay, let's not talk about this, let's eat porridge." Qiao Zhao broke free from Shao Mingyuan's embrace, straightened his hair, and pretended to be indifferent and shouted, "Azhu, bring the porridge."

   It seems that she should give someone some pure-hearted soup to drink.

   The New Year will come soon.

   Ming Kangdi had to leave the customs despite a hundred reluctance.

   He is not a willful smuggler, he always has to go out for the New Year.

   Years pass, people who owe rent debts must repay their debts at this time, and this emperor is no exception.

   Sitting on the dragon chair in the imperial study at this time, listening to the voices of the cabinet ministers and the six ministers vying for poverty, the blue veins on the forehead of Emperor Kangdi of the Ming Dynasty throbbed.

   "This winter, there have been continuous heavy snowfalls, dozens of counties have been hit by disasters, and many people have frozen to death and starved to death. Although our household department has opened warehouses to store grain and tried our best to rescue disasters, it is difficult for women to cook without rice."

"Sun Shangshu said, do we have rice to cook in the Ministry of Industry? Those houses that were crushed by the heavy snow do not need to be repaired? Let's not talk about anything else, even the collapsed Yuwen Palace in the palace is still there. "The Minister of Industry was not to be outdone.

   Kou Xing, Minister of Punishment, sighed again and again: "Because of the snow disaster, there are many refugees in the capital, and more and more criminals are committed crimes. If these refugees are not properly settled, this problem cannot be solved from the root."

  How to resettle refugees? Of course it takes money!

At this time, the Minister of Officials interjected: "The refugees need money, but officials big and small don't need it? Your household department still owes the officials last year's wax gift, let alone make up for it now, even this year's wax gift. I didn't see it."

  The so-called Laci is the year-end reward issued by each yamen in the name of the emperor before the seal. Unlike the fixed monthly salary, the amount increases or decreases with the amount of silver in the treasury each year.

   For the officials in Daliang, the wax gift has only decreased but not increased for several years, and it was not issued at all when last year. It is said that it will be distributed together with this year's wax gift. Who knows that the star and the moon are not even a copper plate.

The minister of officials had a headache when he thought of those subordinate officials who were crying and wiping their tears. There was even a subordinate who was drunk and complained to his colleagues, saying that he had been a part-time writer for a winter. .

   Hearing the accusations of the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, the Minister of the Household Ministry had a sore tooth, and could not wait to spit on the old bacon's face.

   They don't send wax gifts from their households? Is this what they are happy with?

   Last year, the emperor accidentally set the palace on fire when he was burning incense and cultivating Taoism. Did he let the emperor go to sleep on the street? Of course you have to spend money to fix it! Now that Curry is clean and there are no mice, what are they going to do?

   This is really not a home and I don’t know that Chai Mi is expensive!

   "You all shut up!" Ming Kangdi snorted coldly with a dark face.

   He has just left the customs, and these wine bags and rice bags are chasing him for money?

  Everything needs to be arranged by him, the emperor, and what do they need to do? If you don't have money, you won't find a way!

To find ways to? Emperor Ming Kang was stunned for a moment, and his eyes slowly swept across the faces of the important officials.

   It seems that there is no way out, these old guys cry with him one by one to be poor, but in fact, which family is not rich? As a result, he is now the poorest emperor!

   Didn't he accidentally burn down the palace and spend some money, these old **** just held on to the last year's Laci and reminded him again and again.

   Hehe, is he someone who will be threatened?

   Well, recently he has to keep his spirits up and pay attention, whoever makes a mistake will plunder his house and fill the treasury.

  The ministers suddenly felt a chill on the back of their necks.

  What's the matter? Couldn't the window be closed tightly and the cold wind from outside blow in?

   Lan Shan, who didn't say a word from beginning to end, lifted his eyelids and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth.

   It seems that next year's wax gift has been settled, but I don't know who's money is used to make it, anyway, it's better not to use his family's money.

   Thinking of this, the corner of Lan Shan's mouth smiled deeper.

   Ming Kangdi's eyes flashed, and his eyes fell on Lan Shan's face.

  Lanshan shuddered, and hurriedly put on the appearance of watching his nose and heart.

   "Okay, you all retreat." Emperor Ming Kang said lightly.

   "The minister and others retire."

  The imperial study instantly became quiet, and Emperor Ming Kang tapped the dragon case lightly with his fingers.

  Well, should it be decided by tossing coins, or should I wait and see if I made a mistake?

   (end of this chapter)