"My father couldn't wait any longer, so he wrote to the Ministry of Household Affairs for reminders. When the Ministry of Household Affairs checked the records, they found that the money had already been withdrawn from the warehouse and handed over to the Zuoye Army of the Beijing Camp and the Yunjun of the Outer Guards, together with the newly minted money from the Ministry of Works.
Weapons, bows and arrows were sent to the border together."
"They set off at the beginning of last month. Even if they are delayed further on the way, they should be here in half a month."
"The Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Works pushed back one after another, and Zuoye's army continued to push it back, but no one cared about it. I asked someone to investigate, and the blame lies here. Three thousand people disappeared from the land of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
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"My father gave me two false accusations, but there was no reply. He suspected that the leader behind it was an important official in the court, so he asked me to escort the prisoners to Beijing to investigate secretly."
"The capital is your territory. You Jinyiwei are the best at peeling off cocoons. You are my brother, so I can only ask you for help..."
Si Yiluo closed his eyes again. The assassination of King Zhan is still an unsolved case. The mastermind behind the scheme has not been found out yet. The purpose of Xiao Yuanjin and Xiao Poyun's visit to Beijing has not been figured out. Now he is here again.
Get involved and create trouble for her.
"At worst, I'll treat you tonight! You must help me with my affairs! This pension is very important and must be recovered!"
Si Yiluo rubbed his throbbing temples, and the courtiers submitted the report, which was always handed over directly to the court and the emperor, and Wei Heyan would collect it and sort it out before sending it to the cabinet.
Each cabinet minister took charge of his duties and submitted the handling opinions to the emperor again.
After the emperor has read it and agrees with the handling opinions, the Chief of Ceremonies will stamp it in red and send it back to the cabinet for execution by the six ministries.
Even Shen Panxing, who was in charge of the cabinet, could not withhold the memorial under the noses of Jin Yiwei and Dongxi Factory.
This incident was directed at Wei Heyan.
Si Yiluo thought of the people he had raised privately in his previous life and took a deep breath. Maybe it was really him who did it!
"Write me a note and I will hand it over to you tomorrow. Tonight I want to explore the most expensive dish in Chunlou."
Xiang Xiao grinned and said: "No problem, it's no problem even if you take the most popular title by Sacred Heart Lake!"
"By the way, when I came to Beijing this time, I brought you Xiang Wei and Aunt Chen, mother and son. They will follow me and enter the city tomorrow."
Si Yiluo said unexpectedly: "Are you willing to give Xiang Wei to me?"
"What's there to be reluctant to give up? You saved his life, and he was already talking about coming to Beijing to find you. And Chen Zhuo, this boy, was originally supposed to be called up to join the army. Now our military camp has changed the rules. Men must be fourteen.
You can't join the army until you are 18 years old. In the few extra years, he said he wants to follow you."
"I'm afraid you don't have anyone you can trust who can take advantage of you, so I brought them here."
Aunt Chen took care of Si Yiluo when she first arrived at Liangzhou Guard. She was afraid that her future would be unclear when she went to Beijing this time, so she didn't dare to ask them to follow her.
"Thanks."
Xiang Xiao said boldly: "We brothers, what should we thank you for? Let's have a few more drinks later!"
Tanchun Tower was overcrowded, Si Yiluo asked to go to a private room. The two had a simple meal, but Xiang Xiao was so drunk that he had to go to the brothel.
"I said I would give you the Baotou card, and I will keep my word!"
Si Yiluo thought that if she helped him pass the fold, she would completely break up with Wei Heyan. If she caused such a big trouble for herself, Xiang Xiao could treat her to a hundred meals.
The two of them walked arm-in-arm along the lakeside.
Two days after the assassination of King Zhan, the Sacred Heart Lake became lively again. The lakeside was crowded with people, and dancers and singers in cool clothes were at the door to attract customers.
The flower list will be unveiled three days later, and the real competition starts tonight.
The government set up stalls at various conspicuous intersections, offering ten taels of silver for a big red silk flower.
Stages were set up in the halls of all major brothels, and the girls who participated in the selection took turns performing their talents on the stage to compete with who could harvest the most silk flowers.
All the previous talent evaluation projects are fictitious, and the money is real.
The money the Ministry of Rites collects from the flower appraisal list every year is three times the total expenditure of the Ministry of Rites for several annual ceremonies. Officials from top to bottom are greedy for the surplus, and the rest goes into Emperor Yao's inner treasury.
Only 20% was actually allocated to the brothels.
But as long as it can be rated as an oiran, the brothel will not lose money.
This is a win-win deal!
The ranking of the flower list is based on the number of silk flowers obtained. The fabric and dyeing technology of the silk flowers come from the palace, and others cannot and dare not imitate them.
The competition system is fairly fair.
Box after box of white money was loaded onto the carriage, making Si Yiluo jealous.
Walking along the road, I saw at least one person holding a large bouquet of flowers, roughly estimated to be a hundred or so.
Good guy, one breath is one thousand taels of silver!
Compared with them, Si Yiluo found that he was poor.
Xiang Xiao took out the banknote and prepared to exchange it.
Si Yiluo grabbed him, coldly took the one hundred taels of silver notes from his hand and stuffed them into his pocket. He also took out a few silver coins from his pocket and went forward to exchange two more.
One was inserted into his head and the other was pinned to his waist.
"You're still so stingy when I treat you to a treat?"
Xiang Xiao wears a flower on his head, which not only does not look awkward, but also adds a bit of elegance to him.
The boy thought it was fun.
"Put it on too!"
Xiang Xiao took out the silk flowers from her waist and inserted them on her head, and grabbed her hand to prevent her from picking them.
"It's quite beautiful, Si Yiluo. You look a bit like a woman with the silk flowers on! But we are so shabby, won't we be kicked out when we come in?"
The words just fell.
"Ganggun, a silk flower, you still want to see our girl Jun? Why don't you stay where it's cool?"
At the entrance of Furong Pavilion, the madam kicked out a poor man wearing coarse linen clothes and threw his silk flowers on the ground.
Si Yiluo looked at the guests coming in and out. He had ten or twenty flowers in his hands. He was surrounded by several girls before he entered the door. Like them, the madam glanced over and was disliked before her feet crossed the threshold.
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"Master Si?"
A male voice sounded behind him, and Si Yiluo turned around.
"Master Beishu?"
Yue Beishu was dressed in white clothes, with disheveled black hair, one hand behind his back, and the other hand holding a bamboo flute.
The white streamers on her black hair and the hem of her skirt were rippled by the evening breeze. Her tall and straight figure stood out among the bustling crowd, and her elegant and ethereal face was like an immortal who could not eat the fireworks of this world.
Si Yiluo's eyes lit up and he praised: "Master Beishu is a little different today."
It's less tacky and powdery, and more elegant and dusty.
Yue Beishu took advantage of the situation and smiled: "I wonder if a villain can get into Master Si's eyes?"
Climb up along the pole? This person is... a bit interesting.
Si Yiluo turned to Xiang Xiao and asked: "Lingyin Pavilion, the only brothel among the thirty-six brothels in the capital, are you going to go?"
Xiang Xiao was watching the performance of Furong Pavilion. When he heard this, he almost lost his breath and his eyes were as wide as bells.
"Are you kidding me? If you go to a restaurant, do you still want your reputation?"
Si Yiluo raised his eyebrows and pointed at the dark alley behind Furong Pavilion.
"Do you think my current reputation is good? Go inside and come out and talk to me about my reputation."
The dark alley was crowded with people, more lively than the Sacred Heart Lakeside. Xiang Xiao didn't understand the depth.
"Just go, I'm still afraid of you. Just wait for me here!"
Xiang Xiao stepped forward and Yue Beishu was shocked and said: "It turns out that Mr. Si knows about those scandalous things..."
Ever since Si Yiluo put on this official uniform, the dirty and dark rumors have never left her. There are countless obscene lyrics and songs she has written about her. Teahouses, restaurants and brothels in alleys have done a lot of them to attract customers.
Spend effort.
But those people could only hide in a dark place, not daring to see the light, not daring to reach her ears, for fear of being liquidated.
"Why didn't Mr. Si stop it?"
Yue Beishu came closer and stopped in front of her.
The girl smiled contemptuously and said, "There are a lot of bed bugs in the sewer, and I'm not happy about it. I can crush one or two to death, but I can't kill them all. Once I have a nest, they can find another place to breed."
"Why should I dirty my hands if I can't kill them all?"
Si Yiluo's eyes suddenly turned sharp.
"I wonder what Mr. Beishu's purpose is in approaching me?"