Chapter 564 Just Call Me Third Master

They stayed in the northwest to work as minor local officials, and their son went to school to be a teacher. Although such a life was not as glorious as being a high-ranking official in the capital, it was stable and comfortable.

Mo Jiuye sincerely hoped that these people could stay in the northwest to help him, but he couldn't be that selfish person. After all, they were all talented and capable people, and they might have more opportunities to display their strengths in the capital.

But the few of them had made up their minds. Even though they knew the reason behind it, they remained unmoved and were determined to stay in the northwest.

Mo Jiuye was also very pleased about this, and at the same time he also realized that these people were indeed people with feelings and righteousness.

The days pass quickly in the busy life.

Mojia welcomed his second Spring Festival in the northwest.

This evening is different from the past. It is the first time in more than ten years that the entire Mo family has gathered together for the Spring Festival.

Even though there was no news of Mohist men dying in battle, there were always a few who were unable to reunite with their families because they were guarding the border.

Old Madam Mo was the happiest today because she saw her husband and sons were all there, and more importantly, this year He Zhiran had added a new member to the Mo family.

Looking at the harmonious scene of the whole family sitting together, the old lady couldn't help but burst into tears.

When Mo Qing saw his wife crying, he knew the reason without asking, because he was so excited that he also felt like crying.

The female family members came forward to comfort the two old people, and at the same time they were feeling how hard it was to have today's reunion.

The cute little Mingzhu is the best at adjusting the atmosphere. When she senses that the elders are in a bad mood, she immediately makes a sound to attract everyone's attention.

Soon, Mingzhu attracted everyone's attention. Everyone wiped away their tears and rushed to hug this mischievous elf.

Mingzhu is really capable. In just a moment, the atmosphere in the Mo family reversed 180 degrees, and everyone's face was filled with big smiles.

Six years later...

It is located in a large mansion at the foot of Tianxiang Mountain in the northwestern provincial capital.

This is the Zhenxi Palace, which was built by Hu Cong himself and his team over more than half a year.

The palace covers an extremely large area. In addition to the necessary supporting facilities, there are more than a dozen independent courtyards within the walls.

At first glance, the layout is very similar to the houses built by the Mohists at the foot of the mountain in Xiling Village.

The most important thing is that the palace is backed by a mountain, which is full of various fruit trees and tea trees. From a distance, it gives people a refreshing feeling.

It happened to be a clear and crisp autumn day. Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran were both wearing casual clothes and walking on the crowded Northwest Commercial Street.

The commercial street is bustling with people all year round, but most of them are visitors from other places who come here because of its reputation.

Because the people in the fiefdom are busy working at this time and have no time to go shopping.

Only after dusk do they come here to spend the money they earn through their own hard work.

It can be said that there are almost no idle people in the northwestern fiefdom nowadays.

Because their queen was so powerful, she opened countless factories and workshops, and as long as the people under her rule were willing to work, they could find a stable and high-paying job.

The same goes for children, both boys and girls have to go to school every day.

Not only that, the countryside in the northwest also grows a variety of high-yield grains. After the harvest and grain tax are paid, the remaining grain can be used for their own consumption, and most of the excess can be sold to grain merchants from other places, resulting in considerable annual income.

The commercial street where He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye were standing was built five years ago, the second year after the Mo brothers' triumphant return.

It was jointly planned and designed by He Zhiran and Mo Jiuye.

The entire street is lined with shops of the same size and style.

When the commercial street was first built, He Zhiran proposed to solicit foreign investment and sell it. However, no one was optimistic about the business environment there at that time. Those businessmen thought that Princess Zhenxi was whimsical and built these eye-catching shops in the barren northwest just to make money.

It is true that He Zhiran wanted to make money, but she also wanted to make a lot of money. She also hoped that the Northwest could introduce some businesses that she could not imagine.

Unexpectedly, those people did not approve of her approach at all, so that after the shop started selling, no one was interested in it.

Just because others lack vision doesn’t mean Tang Mingrui doesn’t have it either. He has been doing business with He Zhiran for so long, how could he not know the future commercial value of these shops?

At this time, although Tang Mingrui had made some money, it was still very stressful for him to buy all the shops on the street.

If he could give up such a great opportunity because of such a small difficulty, he would not be Tang Mingrui.

Tang Mingrui didn't know which bank he borrowed the money from, but he ended up buying more than half of the shops in the Northwest Commercial Street.

He never thought of transferring these shops to others to make a profit after the commercial street became prosperous in the future. He just wanted to use all of them to do business with the Mohist School.

This is indeed the case. He Zhiran doesn't like doing business, so he had no choice but to become a supplier. Now all the products produced by Mojia's workshops and factories are in cooperation with Tang Mingrui.

Tang Mingrui's business is now growing bigger and bigger, and has spread throughout Dashun and the surrounding small countries.

Last year, with the introduction of Meng Huaining, he handed over the silver he earned to the court as the cost of Dashun's construction of the Grand Canal and dams.

Having made such a great contribution, Nan Yu would certainly not let Tang Mingrui down, and he bestowed upon him a golden plaque with the characters "Dashun Imperial Merchant" inscribed on it.

Tang Mingrui also became a legitimate imperial merchant, which was five years earlier than the history that Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran knew.

There are many shops on the commercial street, but Tang Mingrui and He Zhiran also cooperate in many types of businesses, so there is no need to worry about so many shops being idle.

The remaining shops were also sold out after Tang Mingrui opened various shops and boosted the economy of the commercial street.

Those who didn't think highly of this place at the beginning can be said to be regretting it now.

Nowadays, it is impossible to find a shop space in the commercial street even if you pay a lot of money.

People are already making enough money, so who would be willing to sell the shop?

The commercial street became more and more famous, so much so that wealthy people from all regions of the Dashun Dynasty wanted to come here to broaden their horizons.

The couple was walking forward happily.

"Ninth Young Master, Ninth Madam..."

The voice was extremely familiar. The two turned their heads and showed surprise on their faces.

"Emperor..."

Mo Jiuye had just said a word when he was interrupted by Nan Yu's gesture of silence.

Nan Yu looks more capable and mature than he was six years ago, but the righteousness on his face is still there.

"Just call me Third Master."

Mo Jiuye and He Zhiran looked at each other and smiled.

"When did the Third Master arrive in the Northwest? Why didn't he notify my wife and me to go greet him?"

Nan Yu waved the folding fan in his hand, a smile on his face.

"I just arrived today and was planning to stroll around Dashun's most famous commercial street, but I didn't expect to run into you two."

When talking about the commercial street, He Zhiran's eyes were full of pride, as she had spent countless efforts to build it.

"What do you think of this commercial street, Master San?"