Chapter 60: You even dare to scold your third uncle?
When the waiter heard someone questioning the strength of their store, he became unhappy on the spot.
"Sir, why would I deceive you with these words?"
"If you don't believe me, you can go ask around. The book 'The Story of the Zhao Sisters' is very popular. When it was at its peak last year, students at the Imperial College could earn hundreds of coins a day just by copying books!"
Seeing that the other party was so confident, Zhu Gui couldn't help but believe it a little more.
"Nephew, how about we open a bookstore together?"
"You write and I sell!"
"All done!"
Zhu Yunhuan was a very generous man. When he thought of Zhu Gui's previous mockery of him, he decisively refused.
"Why should I partner with you? I can do this alone!"
"you!"
Zhu Gui said angrily.
"Didn't you just say that you don't eat alone and want to make money together?"
Zhu Yunhuan rolled his eyes when he heard this.
"I said that, why don't I remember?"
The waiter was stunned when he heard the conversation between the two. These two were too into the show. They hadn't even made any money yet, and they were about to fight over the money...
Besides, do they really think writing a storybook is easy?
To quote a saying from the book circle, it is easy to pass the imperial examination, but it is difficult to find a good book.
If you want to write a popular book, it is not enough to just be able to write. Even if you are a talented person with a lot of poetry and books, you can't write a decent book without inspiration.
Zhu Yunhuan joked with Zhu Gui for a few words, then counted out two large bills and handed them over.
The Ming Baochao was divided into five denominations: 100 wen, 200 wen, 300 wen, 500 wen, and 1 guan.
One of them has always been the largest denomination of Baochao, and it is fully worthy of the title of big banknote.
"Give me the copy of the Zhao Sisters Biography you mentioned, so I can go back and study it!"
The waiter looked at the two banknotes Zhu Yunhuan handed over and reminded with a smile.
"Sir, if it is banknotes, it must be at least ten strings of banknotes."
"It has to be new notes. We don't accept old notes."
When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, he immediately thought of what Zhu Gui had said before, that the Ming Dynasty's treasure notes had depreciated as much as the Zimbabwean dollar. But he was still puzzled by the store owner's last words.
It’s fine that the Ming Dynasty’s treasure notes are depreciating quickly, but why do we still differentiate between the new and old ones?
"Shopkeeper, why don't you accept old banknotes? Are old banknotes no longer money?"
The waiter smiled and said.
"You are right, old banknotes really are not considered money."
"Because when the government collects taxes, they don't accept old banknotes, and even new banknotes are only accepted for a portion, and the rest must be paid in cash."
"this……"
Zhu Yunhuan finally understood why the Ming Dynasty's treasure notes depreciated so quickly.
The Ming Dynasty’s imperial court only prints but doesn’t recycle!
What's the difference between this and robbery?
Fortunately, Zhu Gui gave him a lot of banknotes, and Zhu Yunhuan took out eight more, and there was still a stack in his hand.
After buying the books, they went straight to a street stall and bought two bowls of jelly to eat.
Zhu Yunhuan was eating noodles while reading a book.
I have to say that the printing quality of Ming Dynasty's vernacular books is quite good, especially the illustrations inside are very exquisite.
But the content of the text is really lackluster. Not only is it half-white, but the description is full of flowery words, without any aesthetic appeal.
Such things as jade arms, red lips, fingers like peeled onion roots, eyebrows like distant mountains, and a face like a silver basin.
The plot is even more clichéd. It is nothing more than the story of the two sisters Zhao Hede and Zhao Feiyan entering the palace to serve the emperor.
It is only in some indescribable scenes that one can see that the author really put in a lot of effort. Without decades of life experience, it would be impossible to write such vivid words.
Zhu Yunhuan turned directly to the cover and took a look at the signed author—Plum Blossom Taoist?
Which Taoist priest plays so extravagantly?
Nonsence!
You can tell at first glance that he is not a serious Taoist!
While the two were eating noodles, a group of knights suddenly rushed in from Tongji Gate not far away.
This group of knights was very aggressive. They did not slow down at all after entering the city. They rushed over countless street vendors and even knocked down several pedestrians who were unable to dodge in time.
Although the stall where Zhu Yunhuan and Zhu Gui were eating noodles was not knocked down, the dust raised by the cavalry was so heavy that the meal was definitely inedible.
This made Zhu Yunhuan very angry. He, the legitimate grandson of the emperor, couldn't even ride a horse in the street, so how could any random person dare to be so arrogant in front of him?
"Stop right there, you little jerk on horseback!"
When the knight on horseback heard this, he suddenly pulled the reins and turned to look at Zhu Yunhuan.
Seeing this, Zhu Yunhuan stepped forward pointed at the man's nose and started to attack violently.
"Who the hell gave you the guts to ride a horse in the street?"
"It would be fine if you hurt the people, but you actually dared to disturb me while I was eating. Aren't you afraid that my grandfather will hang you on the city gate tower and let you bleed!"
The knight on the horse tilted his head, his eyebrows twisted into a crease, and looked at Zhu Yunhuan with confusion. After a long while, he asked tentatively.
"Are you Zhu Yunxun?"
When Zhu Yunhuan heard this, he felt his scalp tingling. The last time he had this feeling was when he saw Lan Yu.
Now seeing this person calling out his name so easily, he knew without a doubt that this person must be related to him.
Basically, they are either your relatives or your elders.
When Zhu Yunhuan thought of this, he planned to escape, but was caught by Zhu Gui and brought to the knight.
"Third brother, you are finally back. I thought it would take a few days for you to arrive!"
"Yunxun, this is the Third Uncle I just mentioned to you, call him Third Uncle!"
Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunhuan called out "Third Uncle" reluctantly.
But after shouting, he immediately became excited again.
"Even if you are my third uncle, I have to say a few words to you on behalf of the emperor. As a vassal king of the Ming Dynasty, you should be more careful in what you say and do, abide by the law, and how can you let your horse hurt people!"
When the people around heard this, they all cheered for the child who dared to speak up for justice.
"well said!"
"Our Emperor Zhu is the most compassionate to the people. The good reputation he has built up over decades has been ruined by you princes!"
Zhu Yunhuan listened to the cheers of the people around him, and his beautiful nose was about to bubble out.
But just as he was immersed in his pride, he suddenly felt his body floating in the air.
Zhu Gang had never been one to spoil children. When he saw that this little brat dared to scold him in the street, he grabbed the boy and put him on horseback and gave him a good beating.
"I haven't seen you for a few years. You've grown up, haven't you? You even dare to scold your third uncle!"
"Look! I'm going to spank you till your butt is bruised!"
Zhu Gang slapped Zhu Yunhuan on the buttocks several times, and immediately beat the grandson to the point of screaming like a ghost.
Hearing this miserable cry, Zhu Gang was stunned.
He felt that he didn't use much strength in his hands. Was it necessary for the child to cry like this?
It was not until he pulled down the child's pants and saw the purple bruises on Zhu Yunhuan's buttocks that his face suddenly turned dark.
"Nephew, who beat you up like this?"
"But that vicious woman Lu?"
"Uncle San will go to the palace and kill that vicious woman, and let her accompany your father!"
Originally Zhu Yunhuan almost hated this villain to death, but when he heard that he wanted to avenge him, he felt that he could not hate him anymore.
It turns out that this big enemy is also a friendly force!
"It was Lu who beat me. Third uncle, you have to avenge me, waa ...
When Zhu Gui heard this, he hurriedly explained.
"Third brother, don't listen to this kid's nonsense. He was beaten by our father, so you can't blame the Lu family!"
"Why?"
"My eldest brother just passed away. There is no reason for Father to take his anger out on him, right?"
"I heard that the emperor assigned him homework yesterday, but this kid was lazy and asked someone to write a few hundred words for him. The emperor found out and taught him a lesson."
"this……"
"It seems that the blow just now was not light..."
