After Li Junche left, Wen Jinhe spent all his energy on expanding his business territory.
She has paper books in her hands, so she can find knowledgeable craftsmen and let them study them.
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The carriage was blocked on the main street in the west of the city. A dozen carriages were parked in front of the government office, blocking the road and making it impossible to pass.
Wen Jinhe opened the car curtain and looked forward, raising his eyebrows in confusion, "Man Dong, what's going on in front? There are so many people."
Man Dong replied: "To return to the princess, it is the annual selection of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Businessmen from all over the country gather in the capital to participate in the election. Today is the first day of registration."
Wen Jinhe was a little curious. Didn't the Ministry of Internal Affairs always choose concubines in the selection process?
Why did you choose a merchant?
"What is the selection? What is the selection?" Wen Jinhe got out of the car and sat in the driver's seat to look around.
Man Dong immediately explained in detail:
"The items needed in the palace, such as porcelain, tea, cloth, etc., are delivered on time every day or every month by specialized royal merchants."
"So every two years, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will hold a merchant selection event to select the best things to send to the palace for the nobles to use."
"Every time at this time, famous merchants from all over the country will come to the capital with their products to participate in the selection. In the end, only a few are selected and are awarded the title of Imperial Merchant."
Wen Jinhe understood now that this was a bidding fair held by the palace.
The emperor thought it was good, and everyone must be rushing to get it.
Although they are fighting for fame, they are actually fighting for money.
Wen Jinhe put the curtain hat in the carriage on his head and walked towards the gate of the government office.
Walking through the crowded streets, you can see a long queue, all carrying boxes.
What is inside is the items they are competing for this time.
Wen Jinhe glanced over and had a plan in his mind.
She turned around and asked: "Man Dong, how many days will the selection take?"
Man Dong thought about it and replied, "There are a total of fifteen days from the sixteenth day of the Yang lunar month to the end of the month. At the beginning of winter, the list of selected candidates will be posted, and the imperial merchant name plaque will be distributed."
"Call Man Qiu back and go back to the government." Wen Jinhe decided to participate in the selection of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.
It can not only expand its popularity and quickly occupy the market, but also do business in the palace.
Although her current identity is Princess Che, she can request permission to enter the palace.
But the connection is not deep after all.
The queen is Li Yuheng's biological mother. If she can get all the women in the harem to join her camp.
Wouldn't it be very satisfying to give the other party some discomfort by the way?
"I'll beat you to death if I let you steal something." When He Shi drove a carriage by, a boy suddenly jumped out from the street and got into the bottom of the carriage.
He Shi quickly pulled the reins so as not to startle the horse.
A man with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks and a full beard rested on the wheel with his hands.
He bent down and beat people under the carriage with a stick in his hand.
Wen Jinhe felt his feet being hit by a stick and a child's cry for help.
Man Dong quickly opened the car curtain.
He Shi touched the ground with one foot, reached out and grabbed the man's arm, threw the man aside, and then bent down to look under the car.
A boy with a bruised face and bloodshot eyelids looked at him alertly, holding a dirty bun in his hand and stuffing it into his mouth anxiously.
"What are you doing? Hand over my son." The man stood up with his hands on the ground and shouted loudly at He Shi.
When He Shi saw Wen Jinhe coming down, he clasped his fists and reported back, "Princess, she is a child."
Seeing Wen Jinhe's gorgeous clothes, the man suddenly became greedy and said, "Your servant drove my son under him. How do you calculate the debt? He must pay for the medical expenses."
He Shi opened his eyes wide and couldn't believe the man's attitude changed so quickly.
It's a shame to wear this hat.
"You need to provide evidence when you speak. He clearly ran under the carriage by himself. I haven't settled the score with you yet. How can a father like you take care of a child?"
He Shi is usually taciturn and his reaction speed is not as fast as Zhao Bi's. He only knows how to reason with others.
The man suddenly fell to the ground and started acting violently, "You rich people know how to bully us ordinary people, hurt others and still make excuses, it is unfair."
The number of people watching gradually increased.
Few people recognized that it was Prince Che's carriage, and they all pointed at Wen Jinhe.
Man Dong stood in front of Wen Jinhe, his face wrinkled.
The first one is a disaster from heaven.
"He Shi, pull the child out." Wen Jinhe thought this man was stupid.
The people do not fight with the officials.
In ancient times, there were actually people who took the initiative to touch porcelain.
He Shi grabbed the boy's arm and pulled it but didn't pull away.
The child held the wheel tightly with one hand and refused to get out.
In desperation, He Shishou got under the car and dragged the person out.
Wen Jinhe frowned, his eyes unclear.
The boy was about ten years old and only as tall as He Shi's waist.
He was dressed in rags and tatters, and it was obvious that he had been domestically abused. There were still bruises and scars on his face and neck.
"Look, everyone, my son was crushed like this by a carriage. Treatment and recuperation cost at least ten taels of silver." The man grabbed the child, so hard that he almost dragged him to the ground.
He Shi frowned, was this the child's father? Why didn't he look like him?
Man Dong quickly stood up and pointed at the boy's face, "The injuries on this face were obviously from being beaten. The bruises have turned purple. They must have been injured for a while. How could it be that they were crushed by a wheel? Why do you open your mouth?" It’s just a lie.”
Wen Jinhe: "The government is right in front. Report to the official."
The man's face froze, and he quickly got up from the ground. He held the boy's hair with one hand and began to slap his back with the other hand. "I let you run around, let you steal things, and offended the noble man. This I’m going to send you to jail soon.”
Everyone present was frightened by the man's behavior.
His appearance changed in the blink of an eye. He must be a drama queen.
He was beaten so hard, was he his biological son?
"Ugh." The little boy had just stuffed a steamed bun into his mouth, and before he had time to digest it, he was slapped on the back violently, which made him feel nauseated and wanted to vomit.
Among the vomit on the ground, there were white broken buns mixed with black soil.
Wen Jinhe felt it was unbearable, so she took the man's arm and said, "He is your son, how could you beat him like this?"
Man Dong immediately rushed to protect Wen Jinhe.
The man shouted dissatisfied: "If I beat my own son, even if I go to court, it's only natural and natural, and you don't need to take care of me."
After saying that, it’s time to pick up the child and leave.
He Shi stood in front of him.
Wen Jinhe suppressed his temper and knelt down to look at the boy's face and asked, "Is he your father?"
The boy stared at the vomit on the ground, his eyes dazed.
After a while, he shook his head and said, "No, he is not my father."
"You brat, what are you talking about? I spent five hundred coins to buy you as my son. You are not my son. Who is?"
The onlookers immediately understood that they were not biologically related.
No wonder it was so heavy-handed.
This child is so pitiful. He was bought and sold at a young age, and his adoptive father tortured him. It was so tragic.
Wen Jinhe stood up and said to He Shi, "Give him five hundred coins and get the deed of betrayal."
He Shi immediately wanted to pay for it.
The man immediately shouted: "Ten taels of silver, I won't sell you one cent more."
Wen Jinhe was furious and furious, and said in a rough voice: "Give him ten taels."
Man Dong stared, took out ten taels of silver and threw it on the man.
He Shi's knife hilt was placed across his neck, "Hand over the deed of betrayal."
The man's eyes were shining as he held the silver. He took out the deed of betrayal from his arms and handed it to He Shi, "Boy, you've got great luck. Don't forget about me in the future."
A woman in the crowd carrying a basket said, "Oh my God, this adoptive father is so heartless."
A passerby standing aside said: "First he blackmailed him, then he sold his son and made ten taels of silver."
Wen Jinhe quietly whispered to He Shi: "Go to the government and cancel the contract of betrayal, secretly break the man's leg and drive him out of the capital."
He Shi nodded silently and handed the little boy to other guards.
Seeing the child being taken away by Wen Jinhe and the others, the people watching gradually dispersed, whispering to each other as they walked.
"The lady from this wealthy family has a kind heart and a lot of money."
"It's nothing to raise a child for nothing when there are so many servants."
