Good morning Daming

Chapter 1079 Lü Jibu

On the second day, Jiang Qingzhi's biological clock woke him up on time.

He didn't open his eyes, but carefully felt the somewhat unfamiliar environment.

The air was filled with the smell of wood and the faint scent of powder on his wife.

Jiang Qingzhi once said that it didn't matter whether to use cosmetics or not, but at this moment he felt that the smell of cosmetics was excellent.

He heard a rustling sound on the roof, and soon there was a commotion.

Who is Duoduo favoring?
This is autumn, not spring, so why does it feel so spring-like?

That strange taste gradually became familiar.

There was the cautious sound of a door opening, and it was the maid on duty preparing toiletries.

In his previous life, Jiang Qingzhi lived alone and was used to taking care of himself. After coming to the Ming Dynasty, he quickly became decadent, and had everything he wanted.

The dog in the front yard suddenly started barking, breaking the silence with its barking.

"Is this ever going to end?" Li Tian turned over and lay on Jiang Qingzhi.

Jiang Qingzhi reached out and touched her hair and smiled.

All this is so good.

Just one thing is missing.

"Master, wake up!"

The shouting came as expected.

Jiang Qingzhi sat up suddenly and said, "Here it comes."

Li Tian tried hard to open her eyes, "Husband, I'll get up right away."

After the two got married, as a wife, Li Tian tried her best to act like a good wife and mother, for example, preparing clothes for Jiang Qingzhi in the morning.

But six months after the wedding, this gesture was no longer necessary.

Jiang Qingzhi got up quickly. After sitting up, he leaned over and kissed his wife on the forehead, "You continue to sleep."

"dressing……"

"Okay, get dressed!"

Jiang Qingzhi couldn't help laughing when he saw her closing her eyes and gesturing with her hands as if she was really dressing herself.

Pushing the door open, something soft landed on his shoulder. Jiang Qingzhi touched it with his backhand, "Duoduo?"

"Meow!" Duoduo was very happy about the return of his owner. So he pulled out that ruthless cat early in the morning and abandoned his new love.

Jiang Qingzhi carried Duoduo on his shoulders and went to wash up. After washing up, he went to the martial arts field.

Xia Yan was stretching his legs on the side, looking very professional, but his speed was so slow that it was speechless.

Hu Zongxian and Xu Wei, two good friends, were walking side by side as if they had endless things to talk about.

Sun Chonglou was practicing hard with a thick-backed long sword. Ever since they saw the power of firearms, everyone said that there would be no place for such a brave general to use his skills.

But Sun Chonglou refused to believe in evil and said that he would definitely fight his way out of the firearms. So every day he would get up a quarter of an hour earlier to practice swordsmanship.

Seeing Jiang Qingzhi coming, Xia Yan smiled and said, "People say that a long separation is better than a new marriage. How come you just abandon your bride like this?"

Xu Wei said: "I am used to doing one thing. If I don't do it every day, I will lose my soul. Now I think about it, I haven't slept in for a long time."

Jiang Qingzhi ignored the two single guys and just practiced his sword skills.

No one paid attention to Dou Jialan. After practicing with the sword, he just waited aside.

"Something?" Jiang Qingzhi felt refreshed after finishing his morning exercise.

In fact, early exercise is just a matter of habit. Of course, even if this habit has been formed for several years, Jiang Qingzhi still has a struggle every morning when he gets up. I make excuses for myself: Let me sleep for a while! I won’t exercise today, anyway, it doesn’t matter if I do it for another day.

The other me urged him to get up quickly: If you don’t go today, you won’t go tomorrow…

Dou Jialan bowed and said, "Today I will be able to pay off the last of my debts. Thank you, my Lord."

After saying this, she bowed seriously.

She was an outlier in the Jinyiwei. Outside of official business, her subordinates had never crossed paths with her. There were many people outside the Jinyiwei, but Dou Jialan didn't even have the chance to refuse.

She had been carrying her father's debt for many years, and her mother remarried, leaving her to live a hard life alone. Someone once advised her not to worry about it, saying that as for her father's debt, it would be settled when one died.

If you have the guts, sue.

Even if the son has to pay for the father's debt, it should be the son.

As for my daughter, she belongs to someone else's family.

But Dou Jialan refused, and just worked quietly, saved money quietly, and paid off his debts quietly...

Xia Yan was surprised: "Xiao Dou still owes debts?"

Xu Wei nodded, "The debt owed by her father."

Xia Yan was an old ghost, and he understood everything in one sentence, "How rare!"

Hu Zongxian sighed, "If it were someone else, they would just let it go. Dou Jialan usually lives frugally, who would have thought it was for this!"

Xu Wei said: "This is asking for trouble."

There is a saying in later generations that many sufferings are self-inflicted.

That is to say, to suffer on purpose.

In the morning light, the female captain of the Jinyiwei looked up and said, "My father passed away that year, and the debt collectors came to our house. My mother said she wanted to remarry. If a woman remarries, her deceased husband's debt will have nothing to do with her."

That's the truth.

But what about my daughter?

Xu Wei sneered, "You are unworthy of being a mother!"

"In fact, you don't need to suffer so much these years." Jiang Qingzhi said that the government does not support the collection of gambling debts. Dou Jialan is a captain of the Jinyiwei, and no matter how powerful the dignitaries are, they dare not do anything to her.

"Yes." Dou Jialan looked a little embarrassed. "I hated my father when he was alive. Now that he is gone, I only remember his goodness. After learning that my father had passed away, I felt... as if I had lost the most precious thing. In fact, paying off the debt is my way of paying tribute to my father. I am afraid that I will forget him."

Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "In fact, you are just looking for an excuse to live."

Dou Jialan was stunned. “Uncle is right. People say that being debt-free is a relief, but today I feel a little confused. So that’s why.” When people are alive, they have to find the meaning of their existence or seek recognition from the outside world.

In Shawshank Prison, those prisoners who claim to be institutionalized actually just make imprisonment the meaning of their lives. Once they are released from prison, they feel that the meaning of life has disappeared and they don’t know why they are alive.

"Prepare dinner." Jiang Qingzhi said, "Prepare the wine, and let Jia Lan drink as much as he wants."

Dou Jialan said: "The salary that Lord Bo gave me is 90% more than when I was in Jinyiwei, and there are dividends at the end of the year, which allowed me to pay off my debts long in advance. It's my turn to treat us. As for drinking..."

"Relax a little." Jiang Qingzhi said, "People are like bowstrings. If they are stretched too tight, they will break easily."

"What? You can't drink much? Then I'll give you three pots of wine." Xu Wei said proudly.

Hu Zongxian coughed dryly and said, "I have some excellent pickled broad beans. I'll take them out and serve them with wine later."

Xia Yan stroked his beard and raised his head, pretending to observe the sky, "Let me take a look, this weather... is suitable for drinking today."

"Old man, drink! I'll drink today too." Sun Chonglou didn't like drinking, but today he broke the habit.

Dou Jialan smiled and said, "Okay."

"I'll give you a day off today." Jiang Qingzhi said with a smile.

Everyone was in an inexplicably good mood and ate up all the breakfast prepared by the cook. Sun Chonglou shouted that it was not enough, so Fucheng kicked him and threw a large piece of dried meat at him.

Jiang Qingzhi returned to the backyard and took out a box of snacks from the cabinet as if he was familiar with the place. He wrapped a few pieces and put them in his arms, then stuffed one piece into his mouth and walked out while chewing.

"Husband, isn't he going to rest today?" Li Tian just came back with the child in her arms.

"Woo woo..." Jiang Qingzhi has always disapproved of his wife eating snacks, always saying that eating snacks between meals hurts the stomach and makes people gain weight.

He stammered, pointed outside, and then left.

"This husband..."

Li Tian looked at him in confusion as he left, then turned around and went back into the room.

"mother!"

"Hey! Dapeng, do you want some snacks?" Of course, the child couldn't have snacks yet, but this was just an excuse for Li Tian to give himself a snack.

On such a clear and crisp autumn morning, holding a child and eating sweet snacks...this is the reward of life.

Who can resist the temptation of sweets?

Li Tian held the child in one hand and skillfully opened the cabinet with the other hand and took out the wooden box. He opened it with one hand and frowned, "Hey! How come several pieces are missing?"

Jiang Qingzhi ate all the way to the gate, and Sun Bu Tong asked, "Uncle, where are you going?"

"Go to the Ministry of Revenue."

When they arrived at the Ministry of Revenue, the doorman bowed immediately when he saw Jiang Qingzhi, "You're here?"

"Is Old Lu here?" Jiang Qing stepped down.

The doorman smiled flatteringly, "The Minister is here. When he came in earlier, he was talking about you coming by now."

The man in front of him and the head of the Ministry of Revenue should be sworn enemies, but the mutual respect between the two was so strong that even the officials in the Ministry of Revenue could smell it.

"Do you want to inform them first?" Jiang Qingzhi said.

"Others have to inform first, but you, why does that matter?" The doorman smiled and wondered why this gentleman looked like he didn't want to go in.

When he saw Lu Song, he was banging the table.

"Going to sea in the south requires money and food, and the gods everywhere require money and food. Why are the nine borders making a fuss? Are these idiots ready to send troops? Go to the Ministry of War and tell Wang Yiqi that if his Ministry of War doesn't take care of this matter, I will definitely cut off the money and food of the Ministry of War. Do you really think I am a clay man?"

Cough!

Jiang Qingzhi stood at the door, took out a cigarette, and coughed dryly, thinking to himself, you, Old Lu, have seen me, why are you deliberately saying these sour words?

"Isn't this Chang Wei Bur? Long time no see." Lu Song bowed.

"Old Lu, we can talk now." Jiang Qingzhi came in and said bluntly, "I just had a snack and I'm a little choked. Hurry up and get me a cup of tea. I want good tea."

"Chang Wilbur is making great achievements in the south. He is full of vigor and energy. We should congratulate him."

"Old Lu, I came to your house today to let you blackmail me. Don't be polite."

Lu Song's expression softened a little, "Really?"

“It’s all real gold.”

"You are very happy with your drastic cleansing in the south. Most of the garrisons and navy have been cleansed. Wang Yiqi is ecstatic and praises the wise Lord in the Ministry of War. But have you calculated how much money and grain will be needed for reconstruction?"

"No." Jiang Qingzhi said.

"There are not enough soldiers to be selected in various places. The Ministry of War urged the Five Military Governors' Office to select a group of people from the military households to strengthen the garrisons in various places. Just for this matter, the money and food wasted made me think..."

Lu Song looked up at the beam with a grim expression.

"Can't you take it slow? If you take it step by step, there will be less trouble... ahem! My Ministry of Revenue will also be able to raise money and grain calmly."

"Old Lu!" Jiang Qingzhi looked at Lu Song with a disgusting look, "Thank you very much."

"Don't thank me. By the way, I have saved most of the money and grain that His Majesty gave to the officials at the end of the year. At the end of the year, you can fight those people on your own. Don't come to me."

"It's easy to talk about."

Jiang Qingzhi said with a smile: "The Ministry of Revenue has been working hard, I know it."

"Do you have any idea how to fill this big hole later?" Lu Song was extremely worried and furious when he saw the 'culprit'.

"You are worried about the Japanese invasion, right?"

"You still know this?" Lu Song sneered, "How much money and food will it take to move the army? One northern expedition has made my Ministry of Revenue want to die. I thought there would be no conquests in the next five or six years, but you opened your mouth and said you wanted to conquer a country. Where will the money and food come from?"

"I promise you will pay this money willingly."

"If I am willing, then if you, Chief Wilbur, want anything, just ask me."

"you said!"

"I once had another name."

"what is it call?"

"Lü Jibu."

(End of this chapter)