After a night of autumn wind, all the maple leaves at the foot of the West Mountain turned red. Yinzhen woke up the Qingchang early, and the two of them were about to appreciate the red leaves.

Last night, the autumn wind blew, and the twins were frightened by the sound of the wind and cried all night. Xiaoguai was so upset that he also had insomnia. He often got up and went to the car to see the two little guys.

Before going on a trip, Yinzhen specifically told Elu that he would take good care of his twins.

After getting off the carriage, Qingyan stepped on the bottom of the flower pot and walked lightly on the pipe. The blue butterfly of the lake, the wide sleeves of the lake, pinched the waist and the cheongsam, and held two heads. From a distance, she looked like an unmarried little girl, and she was full of joy.

Yinzhen hadn't seen Qingyan's smile like this for a long time.

The struggle between sisters-in-law has consumed a lot of effort in the banquet.

"44, how great would it be for us to be able to live such a limited life?" Qingyan couldn't help but feel a little dazed when she looked at the beautiful scenery in front of her.

You cannot enjoy such beautiful scenery in the capital. Even Kangxi had to live in Changchun Garden in Xishan in spring and autumn. When he encountered leisure, he would take Concubine Tong to Xishan to see the scenery.

"Of course, this beauty can only be seen occasionally." Yinzhen sighed helplessly.

The beautiful scenery of the West Mountain was basically built by the princes, and ordinary people could not appreciate it.

"The people will not come here. At the foot of the West Mountain, except for the prince, the rest are all the eight major families in Manchuria who bought the fields." Qingyan was in the carriage and felt that there were few people here.

Yinzhen explained clearly, and she was in the mood to play.

The guards around surrounded the maple leaves. Since Kangxi came to the West Mountain, many people from other places have been moved out. Only six people who lived here for a few generations, and all the remaining people have left.

Many of the foreign people were driven away and had no way to live. In the end, they had to sell themselves into the prince's mansion.

"How many slaves have signed a death contract in our villa?" Yinzhen looked at the mountain and there were a few people on the maple leaves. He couldn't help but think of those people.

"It should be many, it is said that foreign people could not survive in the capital. In the end, they signed a death contract." Qing Yan remembered Su Lan mentioned that she felt compassion. In addition, the servants in the Ministry of Internal Affairs kept having problems, so Qing Yan had to choose to buy slaves from outside.

Yinzhen pondered: "After returning, let Guoxin hand over the list to Elu, and all of these people investigated."

Most of the foreign people came to the capital to make a living due to disasters in the south.

Qingyan leaned on his shoulder, and the red leaves spread to the hillside.

"What do those people do to pick red leaves?" Qingyan found that those who picked red leaves were all ordinary people. Even if they were preparing to make red leaves, they could not afford to consume.

"These should be slaves of the Yinzhi family." Yinzhen looked at the waist sign of the general manager, which was the one from Yinzhi's mansion to take pictures.

Yinzhi?!

Qing Yan couldn't help but widen his eyes, took the thousand-mile mirror in his hand, and looked halfway up the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there was one person dressed better than the others, and this person should be the person in charge.

"The red sleeves add fragrance?!" Qing Yanba didn't understand what Yinzhi wanted to do?

Can red leaves still have useful value?

"Xiao Guai, I want to do something. The nearby people have established villas because of the royal family, and many of the fields have been planned to be royal. Although Kangxi used private warehouses to ask the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs to subsidize the people. However, the lives of the people have become even more difficult." Yinzhen sighed that the tax calculated by the Ministry of Revenue was already low in Xishan. The people at the stickers found that the people of the Ministry of Internal Affairs were greedy again. "It would be better if they could not make them have more income."

Qingyan blinked and waited for Yinzhen to continue talking.

Every time I go out for a trip, some four have a purpose.

"What do you want to do again!" Qingyan sighed.

She walked along the hillside for a while and saw that the red leaves were getting denser. She saw that there was not even a loophole on the red leaves.

"If foreign people can earn more money and pay for travel expenses," Yinzhen said.

Qingyan was stunned. Which prince could think of the people who occupied the land?

He is really different, no wonder Kangxi finally chose Yinzhen as his heir.

"Okay, I'll help you, are we going to talk to the emperor?" Yinzhen is just a prince. If he comes forward to solve the problem, will anyone say behind his back that he is winning people's hearts?

Kangxi was a suspicious person and must not let Yinzhen be suspected.

"Tell me first, what are you going to do?" Yinzhen also had a headache. Qingyan was a little golden baby. His little head moved and some silver could come in.

"With the profit, I must get a commission of 20%. After all, I have to run errands under the store." Qingyan has always had zinc powder. If you want the horse to run, you have to feed the horse.

Yinzhen stared at Qingyan for a while, and before the deal was settled, 20% of the profits were left.

"Xiao Guai, come up with an idea first. You don't want much, I agree directly." Qingyan was very satisfied. Yinzhen was so worried that Xiao Guai would be more aggressive.

When Qingyan heard Yinzhen agree, she said, "Actually, I am going to ask someone to pick the red leaves."

After saying that, Yinzhen looked at her in confusion. Before, Xiaoguai also said that Hongye was just a pastime for the nobles.

"It's making red leaf bookmarks, and selling red leaf bookmarks to the south." There are very few red leaves in the south, and the red leaves at the foot of the West Mountain are only appreciated by the royal family and the nobles of the capital. "With these gimmicks, the wealthy businessmen in Jiangnan must be moved. Being able to own items similar to the royal family has become a craftsmanship for the wealthy businessmen."

After the words came to an end, Yinzhen sighed that the little guy had a vivid little head, and even these fallen leaves could be turned into silver.

"The dead leaves are not easy to preserve, and the purchasing power of wealthy businessmen is also limited." Yinzhen had to consider practical issues, and this business was by no means a long-term solution.

"This year, I made it, and during the Chinese New Year, foreign ministers who asked other provinces to return to Beijing to report their duties saw Emperor Ama using this red leaf bookmark." There is a way to make the red leaf bookmark not so fragile and should be protected.

Yinzhen has always been a little bit, which is also a good idea.

"Well, let's talk about it when you go back." Yinzhen put down the huge rock in his heart and decided to take her to the western suburbs for a walk.

"No, go back immediately, otherwise the shape of the red leaves would not be as complete as they are now." Qingyan stopped them directly, and Yinzhen always talked around her.

"This is what you said!" Yinzhen looked at the little guy's angry look, and he pinched her little face unkindly. "When the matter is resolved, I will take you to the village in Xishan for a few days?"

"Don't, every time I take me out, I must have encountered some difficult problems again." Qingyan didn't believe him anymore.

Yinzhen had long lost interest in red leaves, but only the red leaves on the mountain, so there was no important business.
Chapter completed!