Jinan City is surrounded by the Taishan Mountains in the south, and the terrain is high in the south and low in the north.

In the north of the city, the Xiaoqing River flows eastward from the north of the city and flows into the Bohai Sea.

Five miles north of Xiaoqing River, there is a river parallel to Xiaoqing River, called "Daqing River".

On this day, Qian Yi took Wang Bao out of the city, hoping to buy a piece of land between Daqing River and Xiaohu River to expand her business...

Although Qian Yi has made a lot of money in business, she still does not think she is a businessman.

She prefers to be a gentleman, so she spent some time ago to buy Wang Bao the identity of a scholar, and then buy another juren...

This matter is absurd, but Wang Bao is now a legitimate juren of the Chu Dynasty.

The reason for this is that the Chu Dynasty's provincial examination was a "provincial quota system", and there were forty places in Shandong.

Shandong was nominally under the jurisdiction of the Chu Dynasty. It is logical that the rural examination should be held in Fucheng in August this year, but it was the Battle of Dezhou at that time, and Jinan officials had no time to pay attention to this matter.

Oh, even if there is no Battle of Texas, I don’t plan to start a sect and win a sect.

However, Nanjing still selected two Hanlin bachelors to Jinan as usual, intending to organize an autumn examination with the Jinan Prefecture Office.

The two Hanlin people came all the way, and they went through a lot of hardships and never mentioned any difficulties. When they arrived in Jinan, they were a little confused.

The provincial examination must not be completed. I have worked so hard to get through so hard and it was a waste of time. It was also a waste of the forty places in Shandong.

Just sell it...

This matter sounds ridiculous, and the students didn't believe it at first.

But the Hanlin Bachelor from Nanjing was there. In the end, the ranking was priced at 200 to 500 taels of silver, and all forty places were sold.

The two Hanlin scholars happily carried 10,000 taels of silver and brought the first prize to Nanjing.

The students who bought a quota in Shandong were just trying it out, but they didn't expect that these two Hanlin bachelors were quite trustworthy in their business. After returning to Nanjing, they actually sent someone to send their editorials.

The Nanjing court believed that Shandong was indeed under the rule of law. Shandong students won the title of Juren. The two Hanlin scholars made a big profit and were very happy.

The students who missed this opportunity regretted it, but if they wanted to buy it, they might have to wait until the next autumn examination in three years, maybe...

Qian Yi originally planned to spend 500 taels to buy Wang Bao a "Xieyuan" Dangdang, but because Wang Bao was also self-aware of his talents and did not dare to be Jieyuan, he gave up.

Qian Yi was quite happy at first when her husband became a juren, but later she met Wang Bao's uncle Cui Ping, and Cui Ping was a little dissatisfied when he heard about this.

"In the past, people thought that studying was the most important thing and merchants were the most inferior, but now it is different. This Juren cannot be an official in Shandong, so what's the use? Can Baoer really dare to go to Nanjing to take the Jinshi exam?"

Qian Yi smiled and twisted Wang Bao and said, "Uncle, I don't know. I didn't want Silang to be an official. As long as there is light on his face, I won't let others say that we will only rely on the power of the Duke's Mansion."

Cui Ping still felt that they were wasting money and sighed: "Shandong will not promote imperial examinations, but the word "pragmatic" is important for the official examination. This juren is becoming less and less valuable... In my opinion, who do the people in Shandong respect the most in the future? The soldiers who defend the country, the officials who do practical work, and then we merchants..."

"I don't like to hear people call me a businessman."

"It's different, it's different." Cui Ping said: "We and the merchants paid the tax, and the commercial tax also accounted for the majority of the tax. Isn't there any contributions to defeating Jiannu this year? This money cannot be paid in vain, and the court also promised to give us the decent we deserve. On the contrary, this identity as a juren may not be respected in the eyes of others in the future, but I am afraid that I will be regarded as a useless scholar..."

Qian Yi felt unhappy when she heard this and complained to Wang Bao privately: "Your uncle is so disappointed. I'll spend money to buy you decent things. What's he talking about?"

"Yes, my wife said it well..."

Having said that, Qian Yi could actually understand Cui Ping's meaning, and was very upset that she spent 500 taels to buy a useless name.

Fortunately, the money was really profitable this year. The couple had moved out of the royal house and bought a house by the Baotu Spring to live alone.

She was determined to expand her business and wanted to open another workshop in the north of the city.

She had already understood that she would have to go north next year and then, and then go west to south later. Her military canned business is still big, so how can she not be ahead of others?

But the land near Jinan is marked, and the regulations are clearly stipulated wherever factories are built, wherever fields are cultivated, and wherever houses are built...

Qian Yi hated this and scolded him more than once: "The third brother is so lenient... The law is strict, what is the difference between it and the tyrannical Qin Dynasty?!"

She also learned the second half of the sentence from other colleagues, because someone occupied arable land and built a factory three months ago and was severely punished by the government.

It is actually not easy to do business in Shandong. There are many messy regulations, such as "minimum wages" and so on. There are many refugees who are willing to work even if they have six cents a month. The government insists on forcing them to give them no less than eight cents. Isn't this nonsense?

Many businessmen usually gather together to secretly scold Wang Xiao. In order to join in, Qian Yi and Wang Bao often disguises themselves and slut together and curses.

Qian Yi originally wanted to find Wang Yi to find a way to get a larger "industrial land" for herself, but Wang Yi came back last time to hide from her.

This time, when Qian Yi heard that the people were being moved everywhere in the north of the city, he must have been vacant of a lot of land, so he became interested.

"I asked my father for inquiries. The reason for moving the people was to be afraid that the Yellow River would come over, but my father said that the Yellow River should be kept... In short, I don't care whether the Yellow River is flooded or not. There will definitely be a place to be available after this time, and we must buy it."

Wang Bao said in a daze: "How to buy it?"

"First go and see which piece of land we want. When Wang Yan comes back, you will find him again. Don't he want to move out too? Please help him persuade his second uncle."

"I really want to go, aren't I going to let you go out of the city?"

"What are you afraid of? Who dares to stop us in this identity?" Qian Yi said.

Wang Bao was a little scared and said, "Isn't that prohibited?"

"I only got such a small piece of land last time. Haven't you learned a lesson? If I hadn't been well-informed, would you have the best life now? I was still beaten and scolded by my father at home. So hurry up, let's get a trap, and you can only make more money by making one step faster!"

So, the couple left Jinan from the North City that day...

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"That Song Lan'er also learned to organize a school club and opened a 'women's club'. Last time she came, she asked me to join."

Qian Yi lay on the carriage, pillowing Wang Bao's legs, said with her face raised, and asked, "Do you know what she is going to do?"

"She is greedy for your money, my wife."

"Smart." Qian Yi stroked her hands, then frowned, and said, "I'm really annoyed when I see her."

Her brows became tighter and tighter, as if she was calculating something. After a while, she said, "The New Year will be in a few days, and I'll wait for the New Year... Forget it, let's talk about it then."

Wang Bao looked down and saw that Qian Yi was not good-looking at herself, so it would be even more ugly when she raised her nostrils to her...

He couldn't help but think that Qian Chengyun is actually quite handsome, but he is a bit sinister. Wen's appearance is ordinary and his facial features are a bit thick. Qian Yi has Wen's facial features and Qian Chengyun's sinister... Alas.

Now I have the reputation of being a Juren and have money. If I could leave here, how good it would be to go to Jiangnan for a trip...

——Forget it, I have fathers and brothers and wives in this life to take care of myself. As long as I have less troubles and have a wealth and worry-free life, what else do I want to do so much?

The carriage left the city for three or four miles and passed by a village, which was empty and uninhabited. At the entrance of the village, there was a sacrifice temple of Zhang Yanghao, the Duke of Zhang Wenzhong of the Yuan Dynasty. The woods and forests next to the ancestral hall were very quiet.

Although Wang Bao bought this juren, he had read books. When he saw Zhang Yanghao's ancient sites, he spoke and said, "The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road..."

He forgot what happened later, but only remembered the last sentence.

"The people suffer; the people die."

Qian Yi was actually not as interested in this kind of writing poems and writing things right before, and kept driving the driver to hurry up.

After traveling for another mile, Xiaoqinghe was ahead. The couple got off the carriage. Qian Yi pointed to the other side and said, "Look, all the people over there have been moved away. We just happened to build a workshop..."

Wang Bao looked at him and saw that there were not many people on the other side except for a group of craftsmen and soldiers who were dismantling wood to build ships.

The couple searched for a while and found that the bridge on Xiaoqing River had also been demolished and they could not reach the north shore.

Another soldier opposite him shouted: "Who are you?! This is a forbidden area, leave quickly!"

Qian Yi raised her chin to the entourage, and the entourage immediately shouted to the other side: "Brother of Duke Guo, the fourth son of the Wang family is here, quickly support the ship and let us cross the river..."

"A noble man wants to cross the river? Do you have official documents?"

"Cross the river and go to the other side of the river to see what kind of official documents you want. Ask him where he can recruit the general and how big this land is..."

When Qian Yi was talking here, she suddenly felt a little dark, and a strange sound came from a distance.

Looking up, I saw a large area of ​​dark clouds floating over the sky...

No, that is not a cloud, that is a frightening bird, which is roaring and sweeping from west to east.

Qian Yi and Wang Bao were both stunned. They had never seen such a vision...

In the empty village, dog barking sounds came, and mice were no longer afraid of people and ran around...

Although he didn't know what was going on, Qian Yi also felt the horror on the animals.

A fast horse was running wildly in the distance, and the people on the horse were shouting something, which was too far away and couldn't hear it clearly.

"What is that?" Qian Yi murmured.

Wang Bao followed her gaze and saw a black line appearing in the sky, and the woods in the distance swayed...

"What is that? What are you shouting over there?"

"Are you going quickly? Go quickly... Go quickly! Go quickly, turn around and leave!"

The two of them didn't care about the soldiers on the other side of the river, so they got on the carriage and ran south.

The sky was already filled with a thunderous rumbling sound, and the wheels could not cover it. When I lifted the curtain, I saw that it was not a big thunder, but a yellow dragon rushing towards the west.

Qian Yi was stunned for a moment.

I saw rows of trees broken, and the water was far away, but it was fast...

"God! Run..."

In front, you can see Zhang Yanghao's sacrificial temple.

The yellow dragon roared and could see trees, roofs, dead horses, and corpses rising and falling on the huge waves...
To be continued...