Zhu Bai nodded slightly: "This is really the first time I have heard of it."
It can be said that the women in Yuan Palace could not help themselves before, but now they are still stubborn and stubborn in opposing the Ming Dynasty on the grassland.
No matter how generous Lao Zhu was, he would never let such a person go.
The old bustard said hurriedly: "Your Highness Ming Jian, in fact, there is more than just Xiang'er a Mongolian woman in Yangzhou City. And it's not just Hongxianglou."
After all, there is a pile of blue jade as soon as you catch it.
After the prisoners entered the slave register, they were sorted and distributed by the Zhongshu Province.
Although the Twelve Red Buildings in Yangzhou are Lao Zhu's property, Lao Zhu definitely doesn't have time to take care of them, and it is the Ministry of Education of the People's Republic of China in charge of them.
Xiang'er was born so well that it was not surprising that she was chosen to be an official prostitute.
Zhu Bai said to Xiang'er again: "The Hujia you play is really nice. Play another one for me."
After Xiang'er saluted, he sat down and played another song.
The lingering sound lingers, faint and endless.
The people present only felt that the sound was like a cold wind, getting into their pores, and their hairs stood up involuntarily.
Zhu Bai was especially fascinated by what he heard. He stared at Xiang'er intently, not knowing what he was thinking.
Xiang'er frowned and looked back, her almond-shaped eyes were half angry and half happy, her eyebrows seemed to be frowning but not frowning.
It reminds me of that poem: "Two faces of young peach hair shine through the mirror, and one eye of spring water shines on the cold."
Xiang'er stopped for a long time, but Zhu Bai didn't move.
No one dared to disturb him.
Chen Ah Cai upstairs suddenly laughed loudly, waking Zhu Bai up.
Zhu Bai blinked and slapped his hand gently: "Not bad, reward."
Fugui hurriedly took out a piece of gold and put it in Xiang'er's hand.
Zhang Yu was secretly surprised: even though he didn't know much about music, he could still hear that Xiang'er was exhausted from behind, playing hard and soft at times, and it was no longer as sweet as before.
How could Zhu Bai, who was so smart, fail to realize that he was fascinated by Xiang'er's appearance.
Last time I went to Guangzhou, this kid looked completely ignorant and only had fun.
How long has it been since then...
No wonder Lao Zhu repeatedly told them to keep an eye on Zhu Bai before they came out, especially when they went to a brothel.
Zhu Bai said: "What is the name of the tune you are playing? It seems to be somewhat different from the Hu tunes I have heard."
Xiang'er replied softly: "Yes, Your Highness is wise. The Hu tune I played has been slightly changed to cater to the preferences of guests from the south of the Yangtze River."
Zhu Bai: "Well, let's play a few more songs and listen."
Then he listened to Xiang'er playing several pieces of music. Seeing that the night was getting late, he simply fell asleep in the "Hongxiang Tower".
He didn't get up until noon the next day. He had lunch in the "Hongxiang Tower" and let the incense continue to blow. He didn't stop for dinner, listening to the music until he fell asleep.
After three days of this, Xiang'er finally fell ill from exhaustion.
She had a high fever, her throat was hoarse, and she couldn't speak.
Zhang Yu and the others couldn't laugh or cry: After living so long, this is the first time I heard that the benefactor made the girl sick after listening to a song.
The madam breathed a sigh of relief.
Great, finally I can’t listen anymore.
The young prince stayed here for three days, and her Hongxiang Tower did not dare to receive any other guests for three days.
I don’t know how much money I lose every night.
Zhu Bai was still unfinished and said to the madam: "I haven't heard enough. If Xiang'er is cured, you should immediately send someone to inform me."
"Absolutely." The old bustard replied with a smile, pointed to the upstairs, and asked Zhu Bai timidly, "Your Highness, what should I do with the guest who followed you?"
Zhu Bai then remembered that Chen Acai was also there.
He listened to the music for three days, and Chen Ahcai stayed in bed for three days.
The word "sex" means a knife on the head...
He hurriedly waved to Zhang Yu and the others: "Quick, quick, go and invite Messenger Chen out. It's time to go."
Zhang Yu led people upstairs, and then two guards dragged Chen Ahcai out.
After only three days of absence, Chen Ah Cai was already so thin that he was out of shape, his eye sockets and cheeks were sunken, his face was pale, and his eye circles were dark, like a ghost.
Zhu Bai took a breath, and his heart was racing: Damn it, this guy is already exhausted, right? !
If the envoy died here, it would become a diplomatic incident.
Zhang Yu hurriedly comforted him: "Don't worry, Your Highness, he is still alive, but he is a little unsteady."
Chen Ahcai weakly raised his hand to Zhu Bai to show that he was still alive.
Zhu Bai breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay. Send him back to the Guanya Bureau to have a good rest. He is not allowed to come out again until his body recovers."
After he finished explaining, he went straight to the Lianghuai Capital Transport Salt Envoy Department.
The Salt Transfer Department of the Huaihe and Huaihe Rivers is directly under the Ministry of Household Affairs, which means that the guards in Yangzhou cannot even control it.
The responsibilities of this department are to crack down on illicit salt, collect salt taxes, issue salt to private merchants, and issue and distribute salt for officials, merchants, palaces, and the military.
The chief is the transfer envoy of the capital.
Although the capital transfer envoy is only from the third level, he is a poor man.
After all, 80% of the official salt in the world comes from here.
Otherwise, why would the horses parked at the front door be all fat and strong, with golden saddles and harps?
The envoy department also has one deputy envoy from the fourth rank, one deputy envoy from the fifth rank, and several judges from the sixth rank.
One of the judges was an acquaintance of Zhu Bai, Li Dacai.
At this time, Li Dacai lowered his head tightly and wished he could crawl into the ground.
Hiss, isn't Li Dacai in the Ministry of Household Affairs?
When did you arrive in Yangzhou and become the judge of the Salt Transport Department?
Zhu Bai was secretly surprised, but he just pretended not to see Li Dacai.
After all, he came here to catch big fish and didn't want to waste time on a small guy like Li Dacai.
The capital transfer envoy hurriedly came up and saluted Zhu Bai: "His Royal Highness is here, why don't you ask someone to come and announce it first? It is really rude for me to not come to greet you from afar."
In fact, everyone was thinking: Didn't Zhu Bai come to accompany the envoys to occupy the city? Why did he suddenly come here?
Could it be that he has taken a liking to Huaiyan's business and wants to snatch it away?
Zhu Bai smiled: "My lords, don't be polite. I just have nothing to do and come here to hang out. Have you disturbed your lords?"
Even one look at you, the "little king of hell", will shorten your life.
You'd better finish it quickly and go play elsewhere.
Du Zhuan made his heart gallop, but with a gentle and submissive smile on his face, he nodded: "Yes, yes. Your Highness, just come."
A servant brought fragrant tea, and the transfer envoy took it and served it to Zhu Bai with his own hands.
Zhu Bai put it aside, but did not drink. He only said: "My lords, please sit down. I have something to ask you."
All the luck made them salute: "Don't dare, don't dare."
Then everyone sat down.
Zhu Bai tilted his head and said: "I am young and I don't know how this salt got into the hands of the people after it came out of the salt field. Can you please tell me in detail."
The capital transfer envoy hurriedly handed over his hands: "Then you will be embarrassed if you get an official position. To talk about the process of transporting salt, we must first start with the salt policy. The salt policy was initiated by Guan Zhong in the Spring and Autumn Period. Guan Zhong promoted the 'official mountains and seas' policy to return mountains, forests and seas to the All the salt and minerals were owned by the imperial court, and salt and minerals were the first to bear the brunt. At that time, private salt was mainly produced, and official salt was supplemented. All private salt must be sold to the imperial court for unified sales. Later, the salt policies of each dynasty were slightly different."
Zhu Bai: "Yes. Sir, could you please explain more."
