Yang Biao was upset when he heard this, and shook his sleeves and walked towards the backyard. When he entered the study, he saw the book box on the desk at a glance. He subconsciously accelerated his pace. When he walked to the desk, he saw that it was indeed the "Shuowen Jiezi" mentioned by Cao Zhi just mentioned. He was happy and didn't care about washing up, unpacking the packaging, and took out a book to look. After reading a few pages in one breath, he noticed that he had not lighted the lights yet. He couldn't help but feel curious. He raised his head, but found that the room was very bright and there was no need to light the lights at all.

At this time, Yang Biao noticed the window covered with glazed glass. The bright sunlight shone in from the window. The slightly distorted light shone the interior colorfully, giving it an indescribable feeling.

Yang Biao frowned, threw down the book, turned around and went out. Mrs. Yuan happened to come in. When she saw his face, she sniffed: "Don't worry, this was given by A Quan, and it won't ruin your Yang family's reputation for being honest."

"I know that A Quan married a good husband and was very filial to your aunt, but she is now a member of the Sun family and a concubine. She can't be so luxurious, otherwise she will lose favor in the future and life will be difficult. She was originally a calm woman, so why did she marry Sun Ce and follow Meng Lang?"

Mrs. Yuan laughed "Puchi". "Okay, I have only heard that a father is like a son, and I have never heard that a husband is like a concubine. If you want to say that my brother just says, there is no need to cover it up like this. These glasses are not as valuable as you think. A Quan gave us a box not just to be filial to your uncle. She wanted you to be a role model and help open up sales in Chang'an."

“How much does this window cost?”

"The market price is 10,000, and the cost is less than 500, but this is a secret. I said it because I was worried that you would not accept it. Don't let it go."

"So profitable?" Yang Biao's face changed slightly. He followed Mrs. Yuan back into the house, looked at the window, and felt a tightening heart. He came from a family and had been Situ, knowing that these beautiful glasses were actually full of dangers. Xun Yu implemented the new policy in Guanzhong, mostly imitating Nanyang, and basically followed Nanyang. He built carriages in Nanyang, and he also made carriages, Nanyang made paper, and he also made paper. In short, he would do whatever Nanyang did. Now he had glasses again, and the profits were so generous, so Xun Yu had no reason not to follow up.

But if he really follows up, it would be really troublesome. According to normal understanding, the price is 10,000 yuan, and the cost is at least two or three thousand. Xun Yu must have copied it based on this goal. When he reduces the cost and creates glass, Sun Ce has already made almost the money. At that time, the price will be greatly reduced to less than two thousand yuan. Sun Ce still has money to make money, but Xun Yu will lose money and vomit blood. Not only will he not make money, but his previous investment will also be wasted.

For the court, which was already very difficult for economic and livelihood, this was undoubtedly bloodletting.

"Are you scared?" Mrs. Yuan smiled.

"What am I afraid of?" Yang Biao tried to calm down, but his heart was a little upset. He rolled his eyes. "By the way, when he just left the palace, he met Xun Wenruo. He heard that I would go out with Shi Sun Junrong tomorrow and would also go with him."

"So you must drink tomorrow, maybe you miss the bottom price in one sentence?"

Yang Biao smiled reluctantly. He knew that his wife was smart and could be seen at a glance, but he was still embarrassed to be exposed in front of him. Mrs. Yuan walked to the window, stroked the innocent Liuli, and suddenly laughed: "How do you know that this is not a plan, just to make Xun Wenruo dare not imitate it?"

Yang Biao frowned slightly, stroked his beard and pondered silently. Mrs. Yuan said it reasonably. The cost is too low and unreasonable. Perhaps it is to make Xun Yu retreat when he sees the difficulties and dare not imitate it, so that the merchants from Nanyang can do their best. Those who can afford glass actually don’t care whether the glass is two thousand or ten thousand. Being able to study and sit quietly under such a window without having to endure the choking smell of lamp oil is worth ten thousand, let alone the savings of lamp oil.

"Look, whether you say this or not, you may fall into a trap." Mrs. Yuan laughed, turned around and went out, took two steps, and then turned back. "When are you planning to resign from your official position? Dezu has a letter from his family, saying that Yuzhang has been settled. He plans to build a college in Yuzhang, asking you to serve as a sacrificial tribute, teach your Yang family's knowledge, and educate the people."

Yang Biao felt aroused, and then he felt something was wrong. "I won't go. When you write a reply to Dezu, let him come back as soon as possible. The emperor is working on people. He should not do the prefect who teaches others privately. Come back and become a serious official."

"Privately granting each other?" Mrs. Yuan raised her eyebrows lightly. "So, is the court going to attack Sun's father and son?"

"This..." Yang Biao carefully considered the wording and didn't know how to answer his wife's question for a moment. The court did not have the strength to attack Sun Ce, but this did not mean that the court had no such plan. Although Yuan Shao could not clear the charge of prosecution of the edict, Sun Ce was not a minister. The father and son occupied the three prefectures of Jingyuyang, and now they took Qing Xu into his pocket. Even if the stupid people were still aware that they had already succeeded Yuan Shao and became the main concern of the court. The Yang family of the Hong family was loyal and righteous, and even if they could not fight against the thief for the court, they could not accept Sun Ce's appointment. But he could not say this in front of Mrs. Yuan, otherwise it would be equivalent to accusing Yuan Shu of being unofficial, at least he chose Sun Ce as his heir.

"You should write it back to him. My mother cannot control such a big deal. I only care about when he will have children. This child is all the prefect and has not yet married. Even if he is a marquis, he will not have a personal title in the future. What's the use of it?"

Mrs. Yuan went out while nagging, leaving Yang Biao alone in the room.

——

Xun Yu walked into the central court of Situ’s Mansion, and Shi Sun Rui walked towards him, and the two almost collided. Xun Yu was surprised, turned his body sideways, and his eyes passed over Shi Sun Rui’s shoulders. Seeing that the people in the central court were silenced, he couldn’t help but feel a little strange.

"Where is Situ?"

"Xun Lingjun, are you... looking for me?"

Xun Yu was careful and heard what Shi Sun Rui meant. He turned around and went out to signal Shi Sun Rui to speak outside the door. Shi Sun Rui was puzzled, but he followed him. The two left Situ's mansion and walked side by side, with their respective followers following more than ten steps behind. Xun Yu noticed that Shi Sun Rui did not use Situ's chariot and horses, and there were only two followers around him. In addition, he was not wearing official uniforms, so he looked almost as different from an ordinary official.

"Situ, you're too simple, right?"

"What's the matter?" Shi Sun Rui smiled. "If you don't ask me to take care of a censor to impeach me and get rid of my position as Situ, I will also be idle, and maybe I can even catch up with the funeral of the prince."

"Situ is complaining."

Shi Sun Rui bowed his hand and looked at the Nanshan Mountain in the distance. "I dare not. Although my scholar Sun Rui is not a handsome talent, he also knows that the ups and downs of the career of the officialdom are human nature, and I can let go. I just feel that the position of the corpse is a waste of the court's salary, but I cannot share the court's worries. I feel guilty. I was originally willing to avoid it, but I am afraid of affecting Your Majesty's reputation, so I plan to wait for a suitable opportunity. Let's, we..."
Chapter completed!