Chapter 39 The flower path has never been visited by tourists
The two of them looked exactly the same. Their lower body was in a cropped knee-length skirt, and their upper body was wearing sewn short-sleeves, timidly exposing their white thighs.
"Cheng'en, what is this?"
"Oh, look, I forgot. Didn't you specifically tell the emperor that you don't like men? I guess you are not used to servants.
This is a maid specially prepared by the emperor for the shop owner. She guarantees her innocence and will be responsible for serving the shop owner during his visit or to receive the shop owner when he comes back in the future."
When Wang Chengen saw Chen Ye's eyes that instantly lit up, he knew that this arrangement was right.
"Sin, sin! That's not what I meant!"
"The shop owner and the emperor have made arrangements, so you can accept their service with peace of mind. Don't worry, they are all voluntary.
Moreover, if they are taken away, His Majesty will probably punish me. You, the shop owner, are so kind-hearted that you don’t want to see me punished, right?”
Wang Chengen could see that Chen Ye was just embarrassed, so he didn't say that he wanted to take the person away. Instead, he acted like he was begging for help.
Well, after all, life is all about living a face-saving life.
"Okay, okay, then please tell your Majesty that you will not be an exception next time."
"I'm sure, then I'll leave first, shopkeeper, and I'll see you again tomorrow morning."
Wang Chengen wisely turned around and exited the yard, closing the door.
"Innkeeper, please come in and I will show you your room. Sister, go and lock the door."
"Sister, wait for me, I'll go right away."
Chen Ye couldn't tell who was Caiwei and Caidie, so he watched his sister run a few steps, closed the door, and chased back to Chen Ye's side.
After taking Chen Ye to see the bedroom and the bathroom, the two sisters were in the living room, staring at each other with Chen Ye.
The faint fragrance of shower gel and shampoo can imagine how much effort Chongzhen spent to satisfy Chen Ye.
"Well, where are you from? How old are you?"
"Back to the shopkeeper, we are from Damingfu, Hebei Province. We are eighteen years old this year. Where are you, shopkeeper?"
The younger sister, Cai Die, was more courageous and took the initiative to reply. The people of Jinyiwei and the Queen told them that the person they wanted to serve was absolutely noble.
If you take care of it and leave a son and a half daughters, the wealth and splendor will be no better than marrying into the palace.
"I, a person who travels all over the world, um, this is the first time we meet, so I give you this little gift."
"What a beautiful necklace. Thank you shop owner for the gift."
After chatting for a while, we learned that the two little sisters came with their family, a family of nine, three brothers, two sisters, their parents and their concubine, to avoid the plague from Daming Mansion. When they arrived in the capital, they were spotted by Li Ruolian.
After meeting with their parents, their parents accepted the buyout price of one thousand taels, which was enough to buy ten women.
Their family moved here and was short of money, so they originally planned to marry them to a rich man. In this case, wouldn't it be better to enter the palace, and maybe they could climb a high tree.
After gradually becoming warmer, Chen Ye also gradually turned to testing. The two sisters also followed the Queen's instructions and took the initiative to propose a toast. Cai Die sat over in a short skirt.
After Caiwei toasted with a blushing face, seeing her sister getting restless, she took the initiative to feed Chen Ye another piece of cake.
"Shopkeeper, it's getting late. Would you like to take a bath and rest?"
"Well, let's go, let's go."
Having been to high-end places, he is quite accustomed to this kind of pre-shower.
Cai Die shivered, stood up unsteadily, straightened her clothes with a blushing face, and took Chen Ye to take a bath with her sister.
Title verse.
Skip one night.
The next day, before Chongzhen dismissed the dynasty, the Minister of Rites came forward to formally announce the review process for tomorrow.
Li Ruolian urgently arranged the venue outside the city.
"Sir, each household has remembered its location."
"They are all idiots. It took them two days to remember them. I asked them to remember them carefully. I don't want Your Majesty to see Jin Yiwei being lazy tomorrow.
Tell them that they are hereditary imperial guards, not the military households farming in the capital, and show off your momentum."
Li Ruolian looked at the stumbling group in front of him with dissatisfaction. Except for the people standing in front who were wearing Feiyu uniforms, half of them were not wearing uniforms.
"What are the people sent by the prince doing?"
"People who heard it said he was teaching the people below how to shout slogans."
Li Ruolian noticed that in front of each Qianhu Station, there was a eunuch holding a trumpet in his hand, speaking loudly to the officers.
"This speaker is really a good thing. That bitch in front of me needs to stand up straight.
If you don’t stand for an hour today, go home. Your Majesty will inspect it tomorrow. Do you want to sit down?"
Li Ruolian also held a loudspeaker and shouted into the distance.
After Chen Ye slept until he woke up naturally, he had breakfast with the two sisters and let them rest in the courtyard. He went to Wenyuan Pavilion under the leadership of Wang Chengen.
"Master Fan, this is the owner of the shop, His Majesty's distinguished guest, and he is going to visit the Wenyuan Pavilion Library today.
The owner of the shop, this is the chief minister of the dynasty, Fan Fucui, Grand Bachelor of Fine Arts."
"I have met the shopkeeper. I am Fan Fucui, whose courtesy name is Yupo. The shopkeeper can call me Yupo."
"Hello, Mr. Yupo."
When Fan Fucui heard the word "shopkeeper", he felt like he was in a state of shock. In front of him was this man whom His Majesty said he was a god.
Under Fan Fucui's scanning eyes, Wang Chengen took Chen Ye to the study hall.
"Shopkeeper, this is the Wenyuan Pavilion Library Hall. There are 8,214 volumes of books, nearly 150,000 volumes.
Among them, there are 224 unique volumes handed down from generation to generation, and 327 volumes of banned books from the previous dynasty. Inside the palace is the Yongle Dadian, some of which have been taken out by the Ministry of Rites for copying."
Wang Chengen saw sadness and melancholy in Chen Ye's eyes.
"There are so many treasures, so many historical records, but less than half of them will be in the future. Chinese civilization has been inherited for five thousand years, but most of it was quickly destroyed in the following hundreds of years."
Chen Ye said with emotion. He flipped through the books as he walked. The books were cleaned by a dedicated person and there was only a faint smell of sawdust.
"Ask someone to give me a list of books in Wenyuan Pavilion. I'll have someone screen them and make a copy of those I need."
"Understood, I will report it to the emperor when I get back."
Chen Ye flipped through casually. There were many books that he was not interested in, but some of them were useful for social civilization.
If they could all be sent back to modern times, how big an earthquake would it be to the entire history of Chinese civilization?
Chen Ye felt a sense of relief just thinking about it, which was more stimulating than the secretion of sympathetic nerves and dopamine.
In the afternoon, Chen Ye and Wang Chengen came to the shop on Huichang Street.
"Shopkeeper, this is the emperor's shop. Now it mainly sells the spices, silver mirrors, lighters and toiletries you gave me.
As foreigners also saw our shipments, they lowered the price, and now a mirror can only be sold for ten taels of silver."
"Well, not bad. These things are indeed a bit expensive. I have to discuss it with Lao Zhu when I get back and update the prices."
The store still has the original layout and looks small, but the items sold are expensive and not many people can afford them. Basically, it is merchants from other places and nobles from the capital who purchase the goods.