"Well..." There was too much movement, which woke Xiao Chengjun up, and he opened his eyes in a daze.

"Go to sleep, it's okay." Lou Jing kissed him on the lips, reached out and gently patted his back to comfort him.

Just now, he dreamed that Lou Jing was back. Half asleep and half awake, Xiao Chengjun couldn't tell the difference. He only glanced at it with half-open eyes, and then closed his eyes again. The temperature around him was very pleasant, and he couldn't help but look over there.

Leaning closer, the silky inner shirt carried a hint of the fresh air of melting ice and snow.

The smell of melting snow brought the dream to the vast Northland. Xiao Chengjun had never been to the Northland. He only heard Lou Jing mention it. The desert was endless and a horse could run thousands of miles. If one day he could ride a horse with Lou Jing and run all the way from the south of the Yangtze River to the desert.

This life is not in vain. Xiao Chengjun smiled slightly in his sleep, feeling that this dream was really good, and he was a little reluctant to wake up.

There are still a few days to celebrate the New Year. There are no major events in the court, but trivial matters will be settled in these days. Emperor Chunde, who is afraid of trouble, has no choice but to gather senior officials from Shangshu Province and Zhongshu Province at the imperial court.

In the study, people were busy from early morning to lighting the lamp, and the morning meetings were changed to once every three days, so that the officials could quickly handle the year-end affairs in the yamen.

This day was the 22nd of the twelfth lunar month, so there was no need to go to court, and Anshun did not come to call the door, leaving Xiao Chengjun to sleep until the dawn. The master did not get up, so the servants in the main courtyard naturally did not dare to come and clean the courtyard to disturb people's dreams.

First love after snow, the sun shines brighter and brighter on the thick snow outside the window.

Xiao Chengjun slowly opened his eyes. There was a charcoal fire burning in the winter house and it was stuffy. The curtains in front of the bed were not all closed. He squinted his eyes slightly. After getting used to the bright light in front of him, he opened them completely. Only then did he realize that he

Instead of sleeping on a pillow, I slept on a strong arm!

This is not a dream! Looking at the flawless handsome face in front of him, Xiao Chengjun suddenly understood the feeling of a man in the market who went out to pick up a gold ingot. He really smiled. He thought he would come back tomorrow, but it turned out that

Thinking about staying in the house by yourself today...

His Highness the Prince of Fujian slowly raised his hand and gently stroked the green shadow under his eyes. He was really tired from traveling day and night in the freezing cold weather, and even such a touch could not wake him up.

Xiao Chengjun sighed softly, feeling a little distressed. He leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

People with thin lips are indeed unfeeling, but because there is too little love, they can only give it to one person, and others cannot be seen. Xiao Chengjun slowly traced those frivolous lips, feeling indescribable satisfaction in his heart.

Lou Jing was awakened by the beautiful touch. Without opening her eyes, she directly pressed the head of the secret kisser and deepened the kiss.

"Well..." Xiao Chengjun was startled, then calmed down and concentrated on being intimate with him.

The touch of lips and tongues is just a simple entanglement, but it is more lingering than usual love. No words are needed, just such touch and gentle sucking can express the longing for days.

After the long kiss ended, both of them were slightly panting. Lou Jing pressed her forehead against Xiao Chengjun's eyebrows and slowly said, "Did you miss me?"

"Why are you back so early?" Xiao Chengjun asked instead without answering.

"It's freezing cold outside, and it's not as warm as His Highness's bed," Lou Jing said helplessly, "I couldn't sleep well for several nights, so I had to come back early."

When Xiao Chengjun heard the words, he couldn't help but pursed his lips and chuckled. Although these words sounded good, he couldn't listen to them too much, otherwise Lou Jing would say something embarrassing again. With His Highness the Prince of Min thinking like this, he took a look from his arm

He moved down and asked about something else, "Have all the banknotes been exchanged?"

When Lou Jing bought warehouse notes, he used one silver coin for one or two warehouse notes, which was only 20% of the official price. When he went to Jinzhou to exchange for salt, he exchanged it for the official price. To complete such a transaction, it was difficult

Not an easy task.

"Everything has been changed." Lou Jing knew that His Highness was thin-skinned, so he gave up when he saw fit, and leaned closer to sleep on the same pillow with Xiao Chengjun, "One or two warehouse notes and one salt, it is custom-made and cannot be changed."

This is stipulated in the law. It is impossible for the salt official to lower the price on this. The salt in his hands must be distributed to those who have been given salt. It will be the same with anyone. It depends on who gives the gift and who.

That's all. The power of the Lou family in Jinzhou is almost unrivaled. Moreover, Lou Jing has always been unambiguous about the gifts he should give. Naturally, he coaxed the salt official into happiness and gave him tens of thousands of taels of silver.

All the more than 300,000 taels of banknotes I bought were exchanged for salt.

"With this exchange, won't you finish the entire salt warehouse in Jinzhou?" Xiao Chengjun frowned slightly. There must be many people watching this kind of profitable business. Those who dare to do the official salt business, who dare to do it?

Lou Jing is not a powerful person. If Lou Jing acts like this, he may cause disaster.

"No way," Lou Jing chuckled, shrank down, and buried his face in the chest of His Highness the King of Fujian. "The salt administrator of Jinzhou is now in charge of the salt administration of the three northwest sides. The salt in his hands is

There are more warehouses than the one in Jinyang, with more than 300,000 yuan of salt, which can't be redeemed."

Xiao Chengjun nodded slightly and touched the head that was rubbing against his chest. He had been an emperor since elementary school and knew very little about this kind of trickery to make black money, but he also knew that wealth could be gained through danger, and this kind of business required a lot of risks.

Big risk.

But since Lou Jing said it didn't matter, there was no need to think too much.

Lou Jing came back early, and no one else knew about it, so he could have some free time on this day. Business and the Yamen didn't have to worry about it. Xiao Chengjun didn't have to go to court either, so the two of them just sat in bed chatting.

"When I was a kid, I played with my grandfather in the snow. He would make snowballs and hit me on my butt. Every hit was accurate, and he was so powerful that he could often knock me down." Lou Jing pursed her lips, remembering her grandfather's throw.

When I saw that snowball as big as a bowl of ocean, I still felt a lingering fear in my heart.

"Hahaha," Xiao Chengjun couldn't help laughing, "I'm not afraid of breaking you."

"He's not afraid," Lou Jing hummed, "I missed, so I took advantage of grandpa's unpreparedness and stuffed snow into his collar. The snow couldn't be squeezed tightly, otherwise it would come out as soon as I took it out, and I would have to grab a handful to scatter it.

Snow will melt when you go in."

"When Grandpa Huang was still alive, he took me to see the snow," Xiao Chengjun listened to him with a smile, recalling what happened when he was a child. "At that time, Grandpa Huang came to check my homework. I stayed up all night studying and was energetic.

Unfortunately, Grandpa Huang did not punish me. Instead, he allowed me a day off and took me to see the snow in the Royal Garden."

Xiao Chengjun still clearly remembers Emperor Ruizong's words. He said, "Look at the snow on the plum blossoms, which is three fingers thick. If it snows heavily overnight, it will definitely break the branches of the plum blossoms. Only light snow accumulation can last for a long time."

It's freezing cold outside the window, but the warmth in the house is warm. The so-called congeniality means that even if we just chatted, we felt satisfied.

The two of them were lazy in the house, had dinner in the afternoon, and took advantage of the warmth to play in the snow in the yard.

Lou Jing made two big snowballs and took a picture of a fat snow rabbit, with its two long ears pouted and a blank look on its face, "My mother often steamed rabbit buns for me during the Chinese New Year, with milk added to the dough.

The most delicious.”

Xiao Chengjun looked at the chubby rabbit and couldn't help but smile, "Let the palace steam a basket for you this year." The cook in the Min Prince's Palace is the royal chef in the palace. He can make any snack, let alone a steamed bun.

"Then I will celebrate the New Year here and never go back." Lou Jing's eyes suddenly brightened when he heard this.

The next day, Lou Jing went to Prime Minister Zuo's Mansion.

In fact, as a hairpin family, they would not have much friendship with civil servants, but the Lou family and the Zhao family have been in contact for many years because the Zhao family's ancestral home is in Yuezhou, Jiangnan, and they have always done some official salt business. And the Lou family has been in contact with the Zhao family for many years.

Jing's grandfather has never changed since he became an accomplice of the Zhao family.

Lou Jing and Zhao Xi have known each other since childhood.

Jiangnan produces salt, so there are more people paying grain in exchange for warehouse notes, but there are always more warehouse notes than salt coins. The Zhao family has been officials for generations, so naturally there are some ways to get some salt coins from other states, and they are very famous in the Jiangnan area.

Zhao Xi looked at the account book that Lou Jing scooped up, and after a while he said, "I'm making a lot of money now."

Yan Yin, to put it bluntly, is a receipt for collecting salt from the official warehouse or salt farm. Without Yan Yin, you are selling smuggled salt. If you are caught, you will be beheaded.

A pound of salt weighs 400 kilograms. According to the official price of the warehouse banknote, a pound of salt costs half a tael of silver. But in a shop, four hundred kilograms of salt can be sold for 10 taels of silver. It is basically a profitable business.

.

Therefore, after leaving the government, this salt bait would not be sold for half a tael of silver. It can be said that it is a sure-profit business, not to mention that Lou Jing only spent one tael of silver to buy this salt bait!

Zhao Xi's third uncle is in charge of the general affairs in the capital. This matter has always been discussed with this third uncle. Therefore, Lou Jing ignored Zhao Xi who was making noises and only looked at the third uncle. "Look, how long will it take?"

Get rid of it."

Mr. Zhao pondered for a moment. Lou Jing told him about this before. He expected that this young boy could get 30,000 yuan, which was good, but he didn't expect that he could get more than 300,000 yuan. "Shan Jingcheng's merchants

I'm afraid if I can't swallow it, I'll have to send it to Yuezhou, and I'll definitely not be able to come back before the end of the year, at least until February."

There are many rich people in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are also many people who want salt, so it is naturally easier to sell than in the capital.

Lou Jing nodded, "Just get back before mid-February."

"Then let's stick to the price we mentioned before. This salt is in Jinzhou, and it takes a lot of effort to transport it. No matter how high it is, I'm afraid it won't be sold." The third master nodded slightly, a little embarrassed.

"Two and a half for one quote, it's not low. Third uncle can give me this price. Jing is extremely grateful." Lou Jing said with a sincere smile.

The third master took a deep look at Lou Jing and thought that the prince An Guo Gong was really cultivated by the old An Guo Gong. He was quick to do things, decisive in his actions, and his words were impeccable. He was very reliable. He couldn't help but nodded secretly and scooped out a piece of paper.

, wrote a note to Lou Jing.

Lou Jing did not refuse, handed Yan Yin to the Third Master, and received the receipt and deposit.

"When these in the capital are sold, I will have someone send them to Zhuque Hall." The third master bowed his hands to Lou Jing, stood up and left.

When Zhao Xi saw his third uncle leaving, he came over and said, "I said, you have made a fortune, should you give me a bonus?"

Lou Jing looked at Zhao Xi's cunning but pure eyes and couldn't help but chuckle. The Zhao family's official and business affairs are separated. Those with high status go out to be officials, while those with low status manage the ancestral property. Therefore, Zhao Xi rarely touches these businesses, "

When you win three yuan in a row, I will give you a good gift."

On the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month, the fourth prince's concubine gave birth to a pair of twins, a dragon and a phoenix. The dragon was very happy, and a banquet was scheduled for the officials on the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.

The courtiers never expected that the fourth prince, who had just married the princess last year, would have an heir so soon, and it was a very auspicious twin. Some of the officials who were originally optimistic about the third prince became loose.

After all, the heir is also a very important responsibility of the crown prince. The reason why Xiao Chengjun's position as prince is unstable is also related to his failure to accept a concubine and give birth to an heir early.

Now the fourth prince has two sons and daughters, but the third prince has no heirs. It has to be said that at this point, the third prince Xiao Chengduo has lost the opportunity.

The emperor's honor guard was of course indispensable for the banquet of the ministers. Lou Jing, who originally thought he would only be busy on New Year's Eve, became busy at this time, arranging the palace guard of honor, banquet and other matters, and rested in the palace for the past two days.

On the twenty-eighth night of the twelfth lunar month, Linde Hall.

Emperor Chunde sat on the Golden Dragon Throne, with twenty-four guards of the Yulin Army holding guard of honor, and the commanders of the left and right Yulin Army stood on both sides.

Nine pieces of music were played, bells and drums were beating in unison, and the ministers set up low tables on both sides of the hall. There were countless delicacies, jade, and wine.

As the prince and the eldest son of the emperor, Xiao Chengjun still sat at the front, with the third prince sitting below him, followed by the fourth prince.

"Brother, the eldest emperor, has never been out recently." The banquet began. The third prince, Xiao Chengduo, glanced at the dancing maids with boredom. "My younger brother got a dancer from the Western Regions the day before yesterday. I was thinking of giving it to my older brother."
To be continued...