Under the illumination of several butter candles, a chiseled silver plate belt inside the brocade box shone brightly. The exquisitely chiseled silver plate was inlaid with softly shining pearls and smooth red and blue polished beads.
gem.
Liang Shicheng exclaimed: "The treasure... is really a treasure! Do you think this is really an old palace object from the Southern Dynasties?"
The confidant butler leaned over and said: "Master, when Zuo of the Southern Dynasty had just surrendered, a batch of palace utensils were given as tribute to me, the steward of the Song Dynasty. The ancestors of the old servants once served in the official office of the inner court, and I still have these things at home.
What about the patterns of the fallen dynasties? The old slaves are all familiar with their unique utensils and treasures. Moreover, the three characters "Jindongtian" are engraved on the head of the belt, which was during the heyday of the Southern Dynasty.
It is a royal thing... But I, the King of the Song Dynasty, Shengming, have always been frugal after ruling the world... I don't like these ingenious and precious ornaments, so these things are becoming more and more rare now. "
Liang Shicheng nodded: "The literary style of the Song Dynasty is prosperous but not exaggerated. The scholars and nobles like the elegant and clear style the most... But, hehehe... forget it, this thing is really good. Then Song Wenke is here?
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"Go back to me sir, Song Wen is waiting in the outer hall."
"Let him...let him in!"
Song Wen followed the butler Liang Shicheng, and the two of them walked slowly towards the side door of the courtyard. The butler pinched the heavy piece of silver under his sleeve and said softly: "Dr. Song, our master is very satisfied with your gift.
...But, do you know that when giving gifts, the most important thing is to be careful! No matter how precious the gift is, you should never ask for it...that will make you feel inferior."
Song Wen cupped his hands and replied: "Thank you, housekeeper, for your support. Xiao Ke will remember it."
The housekeeper nodded: "If you want anything, just reveal a little bit... You don't have to be too explicit, otherwise it may be counterproductive..."
Another piece of silver was quietly stuffed into the butler's sleeve. The butler was stunned, pointed at Song Wen and laughed softly: "Learn what you've learned and put it to use, right? You brat... hurry in!"
The housekeeper collected the money, stood at the door and loudly announced: "Master, bring Song Wen here."
Liang Shicheng's lazy voice sounded coldly: "Let him come in!"
Song Wen walked into the study and saw Liang Shicheng sitting on a couch wearing a loose Taoist robe. There was a brocade box at his hand, which contained the most gorgeous belt among the boxes of utensils that he had found from the thief's lair.
Song Wen bowed and saluted and said steadily: "Song Wen, a commoner, has met Mr. Liang."
"Well, not bad...get up!"
Liang Shicheng waved his hand casually and continued: "You have been hiding and disappearing for a long time, but do you know that your Wazi Street is very popular now... The four major brothels are so angry that they have relied on countless connections to tear you down.
The brothels joined forces and even alarmed several royal family members and dignitaries!"
Song Wen smiled and bowed and replied: "That's why Xiao Ke took a break and bought a barren farm of several hundred acres. I'm afraid the matter on Wazi Street is just a trivial matter in the eyes of adults."
"You bought a farm? Are there any decent farms near Bianliang? The farmland in the good places is either in the name of the emperor's relatives or in the hands of the powerful people... Where is your turn to buy it?"
"It's almost three hundred miles away from Bianliang. It's a small farm in the northwest mountains of Taoshan County. It only has a few hundred acres of land and a barren mountain... Hehe, it's just a little poor."
Liang Shicheng burst into laughter... "It's worthless, in a remote area... What kind of farm outside Bianliang is that? You still have to do things well on Wazi Street. Those who are jealous will have our house to watch... Also, the four
The brothel is going to choose an oiran again to build up its momentum. Should Wazi Street also elect an oiran to compete with them?"
Song Wen thought for a while and shook his head... "Returning to your lord, the grassroots feel that Wazi Street cannot follow their routine. The courtesans of the four major brothels relied on literati and poets to recite poems and compose poems orally to build momentum... They have already played
You need to be familiar with the road, if I, Wazijie, follow them, I'm afraid I won't be a match at all."
Liang Shicheng seemed a little disappointed and just nodded.
Song Wen went on to say: "In previous years, the oiran pageant was always held during the Mid-Autumn Festival. The four major brothels each launched their own oirans and chose a garden to compete on the same stage. We, Wazi Street, have decided to hold our own pageant during the Mid-Autumn Festival this year...
…Blissful Heaven!”
Liang Shicheng’s eyes lit up!
In the outer court, the dignitaries and elders were constantly fighting with each other, and there was never a moment of silence in the inner court. Among the current eunuchs in the inner court, Tong Guan was appointed by the emperor to have a very high position in the outer court because of his reputation as being able to conquer battles.
Internally, Liang Shicheng served at the emperor's side and was taciturn and scheming! Although Yang Jian had the highest rank in the inner court among the eunuchs, he was old and frail, so Li Yan, who was born in Yetingsuo, has now temporarily emerged.
Although Li Yan was respectful to Yang Jian and Liang Shicheng, he was born in Yeting and had a clear eye for women, and he would choose women with both talent and beauty to please the emperor...
Fortunately, the official harem of Zhao Ji was relatively stable, and the women arranged by Li Yan were not allowed to have the chance to be sealed by the imperial edict under the same hatred and hatred... Otherwise, I am afraid that the current official harem would be in chaos.
Liang Shicheng is not afraid that his position will be unstable, because everyone has their own strengths! The official Zhao Ji has a deep mind and has a clear vision of power and tactics. Tong Guan used it to suppress the military men and disperse the military power of the civil servants in the cabinet, while he served as the official
The emperor's side faintly shocked the cabinet and several sensitive places under Zhongshu's sect.
Old Yang Jian was used to stabilize the harem, but as for Li Yan... he was a pure jester, a good slave that the emperor could kick out and behead at any time to vent his anger and regain his health.
However, Liang Shicheng knows very well that it is definitely not a good thing for Li Yan to keep the official Zhao Ji's pleasure in the long run... Although there is no need to rush to attack him, it is appropriate to let the official Zhao Ji know that he is not the only one in the world.
Li Yan is a slave who knows how to make the emperor happy, which is also a good thing.
It is also a good method to use Song Wen, the little turtle man, to coax the official Zhao Ji appropriately.
Liang Shicheng raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked: "What would you think if our family accepted you as a disciple and called you to purify yourself and enter the palace?"
Song Wen was stunned for a moment...
Liang Shicheng slapped his knees and continued: "Your mind is so exquisite...especially this matter of romance in the world, your grasp is a hundred times better than that of the sour men who claim to be romantic talents! Wazi Street is now famous and famous.
Song Dynasty... If you can enter the palace, I am afraid that it will only be a matter of time to coax the official Longyan to be happy! If our family comes back to protect you, in a few years you will be able to get the position of junior manager or even try to win a new one.
A title is not a bad idea... When the time comes, all those powerful officials in the outer court who are condescending and dismissive in front of you will have to fawn over you and smile at you..."
Song Wen just wants to jump up and punch this dead human demon dog eunuch to death!
Being a little turtle has made me sick to death, but you still want me to cut off my balls and become a eunuch? I haven't even lost the chicken in time, so I cut it bloody? I would rather do it now
Bianliang went to Qingshan Village to raise the banner of rebellion... If the rebellion fails, I will run away to Jiangnan and join Fangla!
Song Wen gritted his molar teeth and replied: "Sir, I never dared to have such extravagant hopes... Also, my mentor once said that most of what he passed on to me were all the tricks of the world and the ways of the world! Let me
You must never covet a career in the court, otherwise you will definitely die without a burial place..."
"Oh? There is such a thing..."
Liang Shicheng's eyes scanned Song Wen's face like lightning, but he didn't find any look of disdain or fear. He snorted... "Nothing promising, no appreciation... But Wazi Street is indeed far away."
If I don't mind you, what on earth is your Mid-Autumn Festival of Paradise?"
Song Wen's face relaxed, and he cupped his hands and replied: "That was an unprecedented event..."
This is all fart... Has anyone in the Song Dynasty ever heard of the Spring Festival Gala model of the Great Celestial Dynasty?