"Worship the heaven and earth...and then the ancestors...the husband and wife worship each other...to be sent to the bridal chamber..."

Amid the sound of firecrackers, Kang Fei felt a sweat, and he had done his second brother's marriage.

Although the governor of Nangan Zhou presided over the wedding, he was unwilling to do so. Yes, he wrote a letter to the court and offered sacrifices to the eunuch of the imperial horse. He probably snatched the achievements of Jianning Mansion from Cheng Xizhai and Cheng Gonggong.

However, this achievement is great for the prefect, but for the governor of Nangan, it is...

At this time, he thought of the [scattered rib] story in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and he felt very impressed.

But he couldn't do it even if he turned against him.

I have been worshipping for ninety-nine times, can I be a villain in the end?

The most important thing is, Master Yan, he can’t afford to offend him!

A story full of his heart... he naturally left early.

As soon as he left, everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After all, high-ranking officials like the governor of Nangan were not at ease. Instead, when they left like this, someone immediately took the lead in punching.

Kang Fei, dressed in a flying fish, saw Zhou Liangchen leaving, and at this time he curled his lips, "This Governor Zhou is tactful and knows that he is here, so everyone can't eat well if they drink."

Xiang Ding's Hanlin dress was dressed in winter, but he was sweating. He was instigated by Kang Fei and said that the king of the Folang Jiren got married, so he also needed a best man... In fact, he was a best man several times before, and was tortured very hard. At this time, he deliberately wanted to laugh at the old brother.

Mr. Xiang is a gentleman, and he upholds Mr. Yangming's words [General friends? Need to criticize the rules and regulations? Is it more willing to induce and reward and encourage others.] Therefore, this is why I am teasing my third brother? I just pretend not to know, and I am willing to give the second brother Bian Bian Bian this face.

Mr. Bian is on the left and the white tiger is on the right... No? He is on the left and the flying fish on the right. That is really a thing? Gods and ghosts are trying to resist the strangeness? He is a master of a moment, and his legend will be circulated in Jianning for about a few decades.

When he entered the bridal chamber, he picked up the headscarf of Miss Yu's family. Miss Yu's family said the first sentence? But he said? Master, I want to invite my uncle and third brother to come. No matter what, I have to bow and feel at ease.

After hearing what his wife said? He thought to himself, it was indeed my good match.

The couple invited Xiang Ding and Kang Fei? Then, they solemnly bowed. Kang Fei wanted to stop him, but Xiang Ding blocked Kang Fei? Then? Bian Bing and his wife bowed to the ground.

The so-called human nature? This is true for Mr. Xiang.

Afterwards, the Xingdusi Yamen opened for another twenty-one day, which drove the local economy.

The so-called five-day episode, ten-day market, if you want to talk about a certain place, it is like going to market every day. That is a great reward. In the era of small peasant economy, this is probably the case.

Kang Fei then set off and took a hundred servants to part with his eldest and second brothers.

This time I set off the road, it was different from before. The hundreds of servants were all knights with one person and two horses. Zeng was in a carriage, but although it was bumpy, it was not too painful.

The path they are walking on is the way I went south later on the Qing Dynasty. After walking for a few months, I saw that I arrived in Guangzhou.

Mao Banxian rode a gentle mare from behind, arrived at Kang Fei, pointed to the Fucheng in front and said, "Please look at the Fucheng in front."

Speaking of this, he was a little proud and said: "In a province in Guangdong, there are hundreds of markets, and among them, there are only a hundred and ten places in the capital city..."

Kang Fei was so cold that he heard his bragging. What a market?

This word, sounds awesome, in the fairy tale, there are always nine dragons pulling coffins, and going to a certain market... What is a market? It is a rural market and a grass-roots team.

It's like [the reeds are green and the white dew turns into frost] looks quite beautiful. In fact, the reeds are reeds, which have a very low meaning. The ancients often humble themselves, and I came out of the reeds... This is like saying that their son is a dog.

So if you are called Jianjia, you must marry someone named Ergouzi, which is a natural couple.

Kang Fei sneered and shouted at the back: Zhang San.

Because Zhang San had a Japanese pirate head in Hangzhou, he wrapped his head with a big flower veil, looking like a pirate of Folang.

Hearing the little master shouted, he rushed up quickly, "My master told me to have a divine command?"

"Come on, tell Mao Banxian that the gods are called the market."

After Kang Fei said this, Mao Banxian was immediately embarrassed. He couldn't continue talking about this day.

"Has the young master bullied me and never went to Yangzhou?" Mao Banxian couldn't help but say, after all, Kang Fei was his boss, not his son. "I have also been a quick guide in Yangzhou, Suzhou and Hangzhou. If you want to say that the market is prosperous, it must be Suzhou."

This is not nonsense. In the Ming Dynasty, Suzhou was not the best in the gardens, but the most prosperous in the world, and the most prosperous in the business of Yangzhou. Although the business of the gardens and the world was prosperous, it was all officials and businessmen because of the benefits of salt and grain. To put it bluntly, they were all officials and businessmen, which was a bit unreasonable.

Kang Fei smiled when he heard this, "I didn't say anything! I just wanted to say that the Guangzhou market is not good... By the way, Mao Banxian, is there anyone named Huang Feihong in Foshan?"

Mao Banxian pulled the mane of the mare under his crotch and said with some depression: "I haven't heard of it."

"Then, is there anyone called Ip Man?"

"I haven't heard of this before."

Kang Fei laughed, "Look, you Mao Banxian is not a half immortal either! Mao Banxian, when we are friends, you don't have to show your own value. By the way, I naturally know the value of your Mao Banxian. You went to Jianyang to print books before, so you did a good job!"

Mao Banxian was a little embarrassed and could not help but lower his head and rub his nose.

He had been wandering around the world for a long time and suddenly hugged Kang Fei's golden thigh... He was afraid that he would not be able to do things with all his heart.

Look at the knights who are taking six or two silver coins. At this price, you can save two years of silver and buy a two-story building with shops along the street in Linqing County, Shandong Province.

After 500 years, it means that you can buy a house in Shenzhen for two years. This price is not low anyway?

Of course, don't compare with Kang Fei. He thinks he is a working-class man, but in fact he is a rich second generation or a top group. In other words, he can't be called a rich man, but should be called a rich man.

In the Ming Dynasty, one tael of silver per month is enough to support the family.

Kang Fei gave Mao Banxian twenty-four taels of silver a month and offered other offerings during the New Year. If this treatment is worth several million in five hundred years, it will be a yearly salary of several million.

Mao Banxian naturally needs to be tighter.

Kang Fei meant to tell Mao Banxian that there are hundreds of markets in Guangdong. To me, it is like a cloud. If we have any problems with friends, I will naturally ask you.

Mao Banxian is a swaying person, so he laughed at himself, "Yes, I just need to have fun with the master..."

Kang Fei slapped his hand and said, "Well! I am neither here to serve as the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, nor to be the governor of Guangzhou. I want to know how many markets there are in Guangzhou."

This kind of master who has no desires and no desires is really hard to serve.

Mao Banxian complained in his heart, but at least he knew that Mr. Dai liked to brag, forget it, just brag with the master.

He thought so in his heart, but at least, he was a prisoner. He was a cultural person and had to complain. He smiled and said, "To be honest, I also have a good word, second-class talent, three pounds of alcohol, but four seasons of clothes, etc., and I still need the reward of the master..."

Kang Fei immediately understood Mao Banxian's complaints and laughed, "By the way, we just met, you had just eaten wine, and you insisted on sleeping with Zhuo Di'er... This is the romantic Mao Banxian I know!"

When Mao Banxian heard what he said, his face turned red. Zhuo Di'er's incident was indeed embarrassing.

Kang Fei smiled and continued, saying, "Don't worry, Mao Banxian, you must not be missing from the four seasons of clothes, but I am not happy to play this opera, if I become rich in the future, I will raise a family opera troupe, please make a 60% off opera, and I think of you Mao Banxian, the seven-character quatrain, I am not patient with those eight horse pendants, don't worry, I will donate one for you..."

Mao Banxian smiled and bowed, "Since the little master is like this, I accept it very well."

Zhang San looked next to him and felt discouraged. He thought to himself that he wanted to flatter his husband Xiao Dai. It was really bad that he didn't have any goods in his stomach. Unfortunately, I only had two years of riding. There were so many words they recognized me but I didn't recognize them...

He looked down at his fat belly as if he was six or seven months pregnant. He rubbed it, but had no choice but to watch the little master and Mao Banxian brag from behind, and he couldn't even insert it.

Zeng Qing looked in the carriage behind him, and he couldn't help but curl his mouth and whisper: "It looks like a foolish monarch and a slander..."

Zeng, who was next to him, panicked when she heard this, but she was both timid and clumsy. Apart from the title of wife of the three sides, she was really a city woman... Of course, we must admit that Zeng Jia was outstanding in appearance.

This naughty child in the rebellious period cannot even control his mother when she comes, let alone her ineffective mother?

His mouth moved and his hand was twisted. Zeng didn't say a word after all, silently lowering a head.

After walking for more than half an hour, they arrived at Guangzhou Fucheng. They wanted to repair the Fucheng and then go to Foshan.

The guards at the city gate wanted to collect taxes, but Wu Zhonglin whipped it up with a whip and was too lazy to say a word.

An old pawn next to him woke up, grabbed the person beside him, smiled on his face, and said in a burst of lame official words: "Please, man, please."

As he spoke, he drove the pedestrians beside him. There were a few scholars at the door wearing square scarves on their heads. Seeing Kang Fei and a group of hundreds of people arrogant, he was indignant.

The one who leads the fan on his hand and then stops in the street.

In ancient times, unless the imperial streets were for the emperor could be more spacious, it would be normal, not to mention the national highways in later generations, it would be much worse than the alleys.

He stopped him immediately after such a stop.

Wu Zhonglin is from the capital, and he is in the bones of the emperor and follows Kang Fei. He is a god who is cheating. Besides, following the gods does not mean that he can change his temperament.

Kang Fei was behind, sat down and watched the fun immediately.

Perhaps some readers want to say that our young master has no heroic heart at all and is bullying the good.

This is because we look at the problem differently.

As mentioned earlier, Kang Fei was actually a second generation after five hundred years. As he saw, there was no simple folk custom, but there were many people who wanted three or five apartments.

There are two brothers next door to his house and I took my mother. They obviously gave each of them a house, but the two brothers were unhappy and said, "My mother must have one, otherwise we won't leave."

Kang Fei actually expressed his understanding. The two brothers have no education. Seeing that the chance of financial freedom in this life is probably this time, how can we not cheat two more?

Understanding is one thing, but my family is obviously larger than yours, so what? Your family can get more than my family just because it’s a little scoundrel? Why?

This is not an isolated case at all, but everywhere. As for those who expect to pay more money by privately building or something, it is not a problem. Anyway, the law does not blame the public. If you come to demolish it today and continue to build it tomorrow, no one can do anything about it. Can the three thousand urban management really unify the world?

Therefore, Kang Fei has always been skeptical about the simple and simple folk customs.

I won’t speak, I’ll take a look at it for a few more times! I can’t justify who is the weak!

Besides, I am not a messenger of justice, I am here to fight against the mask.

Therefore, Kang Fei hugged his arms and kept silent.

Wu Zhonglin was also a deputy governor of the Three Thousand Battalions. It was nothing to be placed in the capital, but after leaving the capital, he could be considered a high-ranking official... After all, he knew that now he followed Mr. Dai, everything depends on his expression and attitude.

Subconsciously turned his head slightly, and seeing the little master not saying anything behind him, he immediately decided in his heart, then he curled his lips and showed an evil and crazy smile, "Oh! Whose crotch is not tightened, revealing you?"

When the scholar who stopped him heard this, he was furious and said, "Well! Whose power do you rely on? How dare you speak like this?"
To be continued...