Among the four classes of people, merchants have a low status here, but if they are good people, they can be recognized by the people, especially by some high-ranking officials.
For example, she herself, when she heard that the Ji family sold grain at a fair price and stabilized the people's hearts, she immediately had a good impression of them.
Having a good impression of someone will naturally bring many benefits, and you may be biased towards them in some things within your power.
The image of a great philanthropist can also win the hearts of the people and be more beneficial to their future business.
It is understandable that she has such thoughts, as it is all for survival. Even if it is hypocrisy, as long as the people can benefit, she is happy to see it happen.
However, if someone has ulterior motives and maliciously hoards food in the name of being a good person and secretly drives up prices, that won’t work.
Song Jinxiu frowned, "Go check how much grain his family has stored."
"I have someone keeping an eye on it. So far, only two grain stores have been found in the capital, and the rest are outside the city."
Junjun licked his paws and said, "By the way, the Ji family also donates food to Jishan Hall every month. The amount is not much, but they donate three times a month."
"What are you licking? Don't you think it's dirty?" Song Jinxiu chuckled and asked, "Jishantang? Is it that large orphanage?"
Jishan Hall is not well-known in the capital. It just has seven or eight orphans, who are supported by the salary of the right prime minister. They have no shortage of food and clothing. Unexpectedly, the Ji family also has gifts?
Could it be that the Ji family wants to establish a relationship with Right Prime Minister Du Sui through Jishan Hall?
However, haven’t they already climbed up to the Grand Princess’s Palace?
Is it to cast a wide net, catch more fish, and select the best ones?
"Pah, pah, pah," Jun Jun put down his paws and rubbed them on himself.
He recently got a younger brother, a Persian cat with double pupils. After eating the spiritual awakening medicine, the cat became very smart. He found it very easy to use and decided to train him as his first follower.
The Persian cat was good in every way except for its bad habit of licking its fur, which made him feel itchy and he wanted to lick his paws occasionally.
Treasure Hunter Junjun said: "The Right Prime Minister's family usually goes there on even days, and the Ji family goes there on the first, second and third days of every month to deliver food. The two families have never met each other, and they are always received by an old nanny from Jishan Hall."
The Right Prime Minister and the Ji family raised these children together, so is this still an orphanage? These children are probably richer than those in ordinary families, right?
Although everything looked normal, Song Jinxiu still ordered Junjun to send his younger brother to put Jishantang under surveillance.
On the second day of the month, the first batch of crossbows and crossbow arrows were transported to the border.
In the evening, Li Chenggong ran over in a hurry and said that Song Sanzhu was missing.
Missing again? Could it be that he was kidnapped again and had his hair shaved and his blood taken?
Song Jinxiu frowned and told her family to go look for it quickly.
This scumbag dad's hair has just grown out. Who is so impatiently waiting to shave his head?
Song Jinxiu was puzzled. Her scumbag father had a pure Yang body. Could it be that the hair and blood of a pure Yang body had any use?
"Junjun, please, your brothers, please find the whereabouts of the scumbag father as soon as possible. Also, I must catch this thief this time. It's okay for the scumbag father to bully her own family, but not others! "
Li Chengdao: "Since the eldest young master went to southern Xinjiang, the master started learning to ride a horse. I didn't pay much attention to it at first, but now I think that the master was planning to run away from home at that time."
Song Jinxiu was stunned. "Are you saying that my father is not missing, but he ran away from home on his own?"
Song Jinxiu frowned. Isn't this scumbag dad most afraid that we will abandon him? Why did he run away from home?
Li Cheng hesitated and said, "I think the master went to look for the eldest young master. I heard him say that people would die in the war, so it would be good if he went with him. In case the young master got injured, he could be by his side to serve him."
Song Jinxiu: This scumbag father, can't he just hope for the best for his son?
At this time, 께 Qiu Sheng ran over and said, "Sister, where is our father? What does he mean by writing this letter to me? Is he going to look for our brother?"
Looking at the letter left by her scumbag father, Song Jinxiu looked up at the sky in silence. This scumbag father really ran away from home.
In the letter that the scumbag father wrote to Qiu Sheng, he vowed: My son, it is your responsibility to defend our country. Dad is going to southern Xinjiang to watch your brother fight.
He went to watch his son fight, not to participate in the war.
When Song Jinxiu saw the letter, she felt so angry that her heart ached.
Raising a scumbag father is more worrying than raising a bunch of playboys.
Song Jinxiu really didn't know what was going on in her father's train of thought. Did he do nothing all day and just think about these random things?
Soon, Junjun also sent a message: "When your father was on duty, he came out secretly from the corner gate, carrying a heavy bag and leading a lame horse. He must have gone out of the city.
A lame horse?
This should be the horse that Su Mo rode when he returned to Beijing last time. The horse had an injured leg and had been recuperating in the mansion.
Song Jinxiu couldn't help but raise her eyebrows. Can't I ride the good horse in the mansion? Or is he afraid that she can't catch up with him, so he does it on purpose?
Are you looking for some bullshit sense of existence again?
What time is it now? Everyone inside and outside the mansion is busy, so how can he have the nerve to act recklessly?
Song Jinxiu looked at the sky, stood up, and told Li Cheng: "Prepare the horses, I will go and look for him myself."
I give him a sense of presence. I want to see if he can handle this sense of presence!
The scumbag dad had never traveled far and came to Beijing with his family. He didn't know the way to southern Xinjiang, so he should have followed this military supply team.
Song Jinxiu led the way out of the city gate, followed by Li Cheng and Su Chuan.
But Song Sanzhu was leading the lame horse not to ride it, but to carry his luggage.
He bought a tent and a quilt and placed them at a farmer's house outside the city early.
He had prepared for this trip to the border for many days.
I brought two sets of clothes for myself and prepared a set for my eldest son. I also prepared enough dry food and even a pot of wine.
As soon as he heard that a troop was going to the front today, he left the city at dawn, packed his luggage, and waited at the fork in the road.
Sure enough, the military vehicle carrying the equipment came over, and he excitedly followed the vehicle and set off.
However, he had been living a life of luxury these days, and after walking a few miles, he became out of breath and slowly fell behind.
After twilight, he could not even see the shadow of the convoy.
This made him very anxious.
If he can't keep up with the convoy, he won't know the way to southern Xinjiang!
Gritting his teeth, he threw the luggage off the lame horse's back and climbed back on himself.
It was not until dark that Song Sanzhu finally caught up with the caravan. The horse's leg injury might not have healed yet, so it also lay down to rest. Without his luggage, Song Sanzhu simply nestled in the horse's belly to keep warm.
The man and the horse were so exhausted that they fell to the ground and fell asleep.
Song Jinxiu caught up with the convoy at the end of the hour of Hai.
The scumbag dad was not far behind the convoy and could be seen at a glance.
At this time, the lame horse was lying on the ground on its side to rest, and the scumbag father was hiding under the lame horse's belly with his arms tucked in. He was not afraid of being trampled by the horse.
Fortunately, this lame horse was a military horse, and Song Jinxiu had fed it with water soaked in Bodhi leaves, so it understood human nature.
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