Honglouchun

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West of Shenjing City, Zhaozhuang.

Ten days have passed since Zhao Donglin, the second master of the Zhao family in Dongsheng, obtained the prescription with a clever plan.

Because Fangzi was written in great detail, the progress was quite smooth.

Zhao Donglin looked at his only son, Zhao Bo'an, personally leading a group of shopkeepers and assistants in the dyeing vat and dyeing urn, and there was helplessness, pride, and distress in his eyes.

Why doesn't his silly son understand that no matter how exquisite the craftsmanship is, how can he inherit the family business if he doesn't understand human relations?

However, the young people standing alongside Zhao Donglin didn't think so.

This person was dressed in stone blue lake silk with a straight face, a plain towel on his head, and a big red cotton satin cape behind him. His appearance was somewhat similar to Zhao Donglin. He smiled at Zhao Donglin, "Second Uncle, Boan is my favorite at home. My favorite brother, Bo An is more than ten times stronger than Bo Yuan and Bo Xu."

Zhao Donglin smiled wryly when he heard the words: "Bo Hong, don't be joking. Although Bo Yuan and Bo Xu are not as good as you, they have all entered the school. There must be a student's fame, right? Let's look at Bo An again. ,well."

Zhao Bohong, the eldest son and grandson of the eldest son of the Zhao family in Gusu, the eldest son of the Zhao family.

In the third year of Long'an, the second-class Jinshi entered the Imperial Academy as a Shujishi.

He is only 25 years old this year, but he is already a well-known son-in-law in the circle of civil servants in the capital.

Because of his generous spending and generosity, even in the Hanlin Academy, he is also a man of the hour.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see it, and its future is limitless.

Therefore, even if Zhao Donglin is a generation older than him and is his uncle, he should still be courteous to him.

Zhao Bohong shook his head and said, "Second Uncle, the Zhao family does not lack a few students. If Bo Yuan and Bo Xu can really go one step further, that's all they need to be admitted to the Juren examination. But the master and I see that his essays are talented, and he can pass one of the exams." Scholars have reached their peak. Therefore, it is better for Bo An to show his talents in the Dongsheng. In the future, his status in the clan may be as high as that of the second uncle today."

Hearing this, Zhao Donglin immediately felt at ease, but he still shook his head pessimistically and said: "You can also see that Bo An is dull by nature, not good at talking with people, and has no understanding of the world at all. If you are someone else, seeing you and me here, how can you feel at ease? Walking around in front of the dye tank and dye urn? But he doesn't understand etiquette..."

"Eh……"

Zhao Bohong smiled and said: "The Zhao family has a lot of people who are well-versed in the world, who is not a human being? But the Zhao family is proficient in the weaving and dyeing industry, and there is only one person in the Zhao family. The new recipe obtained this time is dyed. The delicacy of magenta has shocked several princes and ministers, and famous families in the capital have come to buy it. Not to mention how much money they have earned, just this decency is enough to add luster to the lintel of the Zhao family in Suzhou. Even my father knew about it. He also praised Bo An for his success."

Hearing this, Zhao Donglin couldn't hide the joy on his face, of course he knew why Zhao Bohong liked Zhao Boan so much.

If it were him, he would be more friendly to a cousin who has no ambition at all, doesn't even have a little understanding of the world, but is proficient in the family's lifeblood and craftsmanship.

If you don't love such a brother, why should you love the siblings who coveted the family business and wished for Zhao Bohong's sudden sudden death?

Although Zhao Boyuan and Zhao Boxu are Zhao Bohong's younger brothers, they are not the same mother...

It was born by Zhao Dongshan Xuxian, and Zhao Dongshan's Xuxian Jing family is the younger sister of Jing Chaoyun, the chief minister of military aircraft...

Zhao Bohong is not without pressure in the Zhao family.

Zhao Donglin smiled and said: "Bo Hong, Wei Shu has always supported you the most. You are the eldest grandson of the Zhao family in Suzhou, and the eldest son of the legitimate family. I don't recognize anyone but you! You are an official in the Imperial Academy. Be generous and generous. The benefits of doing this at this time will benefit you endlessly in the future. In addition to the monthly share given to you by the clan, I decide to give you a share from the members of the family outside. After the Zhao family, all It's up to you."

Zhao Bohong smiled brighter when he heard the words, and said: "Thank you, Second Uncle." After a pause, he continued: "Brothers like Bo An are my brothers and sisters to Zhao Bohong. Don't worry, Second Uncle, no one will be able to bully you in the future. Boan's."

Zhao Donglin was overjoyed when he heard the words, he waved his hands again and again, calling Zhao Bo'an who was busy at the dyeing tank, "Come here quickly."

There was no smile on Zhao Bo'an's face, and his eyes were somewhat dignified. He walked step by step, frowning.

Seeing his appearance like this, Zhao Donglin laughed angrily and said, "I wish I could live in a dye tank all day long, even your eldest brother and I can't recognize each other?"

After Zhao Bo'an was silent for a while, he lowered his head and said, "I have just invited you over."

Zhao Donglin was stuck in his throat, not knowing what to say.

Zhao Bohong laughed and said, "Bo'an, I see that you don't look very good, but what's wrong with you? Now the cloth and satin you dye are being praised everywhere, and your uncle also praises that you are getting better."

Zhao Bo'an should have thanked him, but his face became more solemn, and his brows were tightly frowned.

Seeing this, not to mention Zhao Bohong, even Zhao Donglin asked in surprise, "What's wrong?"

After Zhao Bo'an was silent for a moment, he uttered a sentence that made Zhao Donglin's heart skip a beat: "Fang Zi has a problem."

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Chapter 123 Enmity

"What did you say? Fang Zi has a problem?"

This sentence made Zhao Donglin's heart skip a beat, and then he shook his head again and again and said, "You silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about? Your cloth and satin are all dyed, everyone praises you, so what's the problem?"

Zhao Bohong raised his eyebrows and asked, "Boan was thinking about how to dye it better?"

Zhao Donglin said with a smile: "It's probably like this, this idiot, when he encounters something about the dye tank, it's like a bumper has fallen into a demon..."

"It's faded."

Zhao Boan suddenly spat out three words.

The smiles on the faces of Zhao Donglin and Zhao Bohong froze in an instant, their eyes fixed on Zhao Boan, and they asked, "What did you say?"

Zhao Boan raised his head, looked at his father and cousin, and said without hesitation, "The first piece of cloth and one piece of satin I dyed seven days ago have not been sold, and have been kept in the room. Every day Let's observe it again, because I always feel that this recipe is really subtle, and there may be room for improvement. But this morning, I saw that the silk satin on the bedside was lighter in color. The red on the fine cloth was even more red. The surface of the bed. Therefore, there is a problem with this prescription.”

After Zhao Donglin and Zhao Bohong looked at each other, their expressions were extremely solemn.

Zhao Donglin asked in a deep voice: "You discovered the problem in the morning, but now you can find out where the problem is?"

Zhao Bo'an shook his head numbly, and said: "From morning to now, I have tried countless times, and there is no mistake in every step. The dyed cloth and silk are no problem, and there is nothing wrong with going through the water."

Zhao Bohong narrowed his eyes and asked, "Is that because there is something wrong with the cloth you dyed earlier?"

If it's just Zhao Bo'an's test dye that has a problem, it's just a trivial matter.

But if...

Zhao Bohong didn't dare to think about the consequences.

Unfortunately, Zhao Boan shook his head and said: "The first batch of cloth seven days ago, there were a few pieces of waste cloth. I looked at it, and even the waste cloth began to lose color."

Zhao Donglin heard that there was no chance of luck anymore, his face was ashen and sternly said: "What a Ningguo Jia Zhen, what a Jia Qiang, his uncle and nephew teamed up and dared to lie to my Zhao family's money!!"

Zhao Bohong looked dull, and said indifferently: "Second uncle, you said earlier that Jia Qiang sold the prescription to the Hengsheng Wang family for 3 taels of silver?"

Zhao Donglin's complexion changed, as if he had thought of something, he said in a difficult voice: "That's right."

Zhao Bohong said again: "Hang Seng's blue is unique in the world, has their new cloth been on the shelves recently?"