Chang Yu sat on the shaft of the carriage and chatted with Chang Bian who was driving the carriage. The prince brother and sister were in the carriage and asked several times where they were going. Chang Yu only said that it was a good place.
Chang Bian could hear but could not speak. He was waving his hands and making "ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah" signs while driving. The prince and his sister were curious, could Chang Yu really understand?
I can't understand it, but I can understand his gestures.
"Is this the good place you said?"
The carriage stopped at the door of a house in Jiangmi Lane. The prince stuck his head out and looked around and asked with doubts on his face. It was obvious that this was no ordinary house. There was a big "wu" on the door plaque.
"Wu Zhai, this can't be Wu Sangui's house, right?" Princess Kunxing cooed, and Chang Yu chuckled: "If you want to listen to Jiangnan music, there is nothing authentic like this place in the capital."
Wu Sangui was able to enter the Qianqing Sect to attend the banquet yesterday. He was in a happy mood and got very drunk that night. He didn't even remember how he got home. Early in the morning, like many others, he held his head and cried for his father and mother and swore poisonous oaths.
It wasn't until mid-afternoon that he felt better, and he began to recall everything about last night, and then he and his father began to analyze various small details, with worries and expectations.
After lunch, when he was about to take a nap, the housekeeper hurriedly came to report that the eunuch was at his door.
Wu Sangui jumped up and hurried to the gate to greet him. Yesterday, the eunuch in the palace said that he would make an appointment when he was free, but he didn't expect that he would come so soon.
What was even more surprising was yet to come. When he saw the prince and Princess Kunxing, he was instantly confused.
What's going on?
When the situation was unknown, he kowtowed first. Wu Sangui respectfully welcomed the three of them into the lobby. Wu Xiang also hurriedly came to see the ceremony. Chang Yu told the prince that he had left the palace incognito and it was not appropriate to make it known to everyone in the palace and spread it around.
The father and son took it seriously and shielded themselves from each other.
After being polite for a while, Wu Xiang excused himself and left. Not long after, Chen Yuanyuan also came to greet him, but he was also shocked. Although Wu Sangui did not tell him that the prince and Princess Kunxing were coming, she was still recognized by her.
She had stayed in the palace for a few months, and had an impression of the prince and Princess Kunxing. Of course, she had seen this from a distance, not acquaintance, so the prince and Princess Kunxing did not know each other. she.
The tea was fragrant in the hall, and Chen Yuanyuan led the prostitutes of the Wu Mansion to start her small concert with all their strength. She played, sang and danced one song after another. The Eight Beauties of Qinhuai are not unworthy of their fame. Chang Yu and the prince brother and sister were fascinated by the skills of playing, playing and singing.
Wu Sangui couldn't help but smile and feel proud when he saw the three of them looking so absorbed. During the whole process, Wu Sangui poured tea and water for the three of them from time to time and occasionally chatted with Chang Yu. He was the real kind of petty-minded person who had nothing to do with government affairs. Military intelligence.
Wu Xiang also didn't show up again. Maybe he felt that he shouldn't show his face as a dismissed person, or maybe his daughter-in-law was dancing and he didn't look good here.
Princess Kunxing is the most focused. Although there are music girls in the palace, she rarely attends banquets and rarely goes to entertainment venues outside. It is rare to have such an audio-visual feast today, which makes her temporarily indulged and unintentional. other.
But the prince Zhu Cixiang is different. After all, people who have been educated in the art of emperors since childhood have dozens of ideas, if not eight hundred. At first, he thought Chang Yu was taking him to the big world to have fun, but who knew that Wu Sangui was here? At home, he knew that it was definitely not as simple as listening to music, so he paid attention to the words and deeds of Chang Yu and Wu Sangui. However, he never thought that Chang Yu was really just here to listen to music. He had almost no communication with Wu Sangui. He occasionally chatted a few words. Homely.
this……
I felt heartbroken and it was almost dusk.
Chang Yu declined Wu Sangui's dinner invitation and left happily with the prince and Princess Kunxing. Wu Sangui and Chen Yuanyuan stood at the door to say goodbye for a long time.
"I don't believe you just came here to listen to music." Zhu Cixiang asked with raised eyebrows on the carriage back. He didn't believe that Chang Yu went to the first-grade military general's house for no reason just to listen to music and dance.
"Why not? Could it be that Wu Sangui's singing and dancing of concubines are not good?" Chang Yu asked with a smile.
"It's a masterpiece, but... I still don't believe you are just here to listen to music. There is no place in this huge capital where you can't listen. Even the few places I know are not as doting as Wu Sangui's concubine."
"How do you know so many places?" Chang Yu exclaimed, and the prince looked calm: "I only know it after I have been there. Of course I didn't go alone, I went with my uncle."
The uncle Zhu Cixiang was talking about was Gong Yonggu, a man of good character. Since the place he went to was to purely enjoy audio-visual art, he would not go to a place where filth and evil were hidden.
Chang Yu nodded: "To tell you the truth, I really came here to listen to music, but it was more than just music. The reason why you didn't understand is because although you know the art of the king, you are not familiar with this officialdom. way".
Oh, Zhu Cixiang, who was eager to learn, immediately became interested: "Tell me about the ways of officialdom."
Chang Yu smiled: "You can't finish a sentence or two, so I'll give you a formula and you can figure it out yourself."
"Is there any formula for this officialdom?" Both the prince and sister were shocked.
"Of course there are, there are four bright spears and four hidden arrows in officialdom. The so-called four bright spears are to reciprocate favors, flatter the horse, and show off to win over, and the four hidden arrows are to spread rumors, exclude, and frame blame."
Um... The brother and sister were stunned. After a while, Princess Kunxing asked weakly: "Then why did you go to Wu Sangui's house today? It doesn't feel right."
"This is just a formula, and there are no less than a hundred subdivisions in it. You can slowly understand it and understand it by yourself."
"Besides, you are trying to be mysterious. I think you are going here to appease Wu Sangui. After all, he has been thrown into the cold palace by the imperial court for a long time..." The prince talked eloquently.
Chang Yu smiled and said nothing. Kun Xing was a little interested, but after thinking that the harem was not allowed to interfere in politics, these topics were too sensitive, so he didn't ask. Zhu Cixiang continued to talk to himself, talking without listening.
He only stopped when the carriage was approaching Xi'an Gate because someone blocked the carriage. A great monk stood in front of the carriage holding a magic pestle. Several personal guards came forward and scolded him. The monk looked at him and remained unmoved.
The guard was about to move forward and use force, but Chang Yu stopped him and stared at the monk with a sneer: "It's been a long time since we last seen the great monk, but you still have the same urinary temperament."
"The poor monk has met Lord Du Gong." Yes, this monk is the Shaolin Haicheng.
"What are you trying to do by blocking the road today?" Chang Yu originally wanted to let the prince and Kun Xing go to the palace, but the brother and sister saw that it was interesting to watch, so they had to finish watching before leaving.
"I sincerely ask the Governor to fulfill his promise." Hai Cheng clasped his hands and Chang Yu raised his eyebrows: "Have I ever made any promises to you?" As he said that, he looked around and saw people on the street coming to watch out of curiosity. If you have anything to do, feel free to do so. Go to the Yamen and say that blocking the governor's carriage without any reason can be seen as provoking quarrels and provoking trouble."
"If you go to the Yamen and are afraid of getting into trouble, you won't do this if you see the governor and the poor monk. If there is a collision, the poor monk is willing to be punished." Haicheng said with a solemn face: "Previously, the governor said that the poor monk should teach the disciples After passing on the unique skills of Shaolin, the Governor asked the court to rebuild Shaolin. Now the poor monk has taught 12 disciples and has achieved some success. The poor monk boldly asks the Governor to fulfill his promise!"
After hearing this, Chang Yu's Wu Mingkarma fire immediately rose. He had met this traveling monk by chance in Jinan earlier, and saw that he had invincible skills and wanted to recruit him for his own use. After learning his identity, the monk had always wanted to be with him. Make a lucky break: Rebuild the Shaolin Temple!
This is not impossible, but this monk is very aloof. He wants money and wants to rebuild Shaolin, but he is aloof and unwilling to serve the court as a court eagle. After Chang Yu clearly refused, he still lingers and comes out to pester him from time to time. .
Wanting to eat but not work, this is what makes Chang Yu most angry. Look at Li Muxian, his biggest wish is to rebuild his ancestral view, but he never asked Chang Yu or the court to allocate money, but followed Chang Yu The people around him tried their best to assist him, and the pie that Chang Yu drew for him was the future national master.
Li Muxian worked hard and relied on his own skills, even through deception and abduction, to save a lot of money, and his status soared. From a wild Taoist presiding over Baiyun Temple, to participating in the imperial ceremony of worshiping heaven, he gained both fame and fortune.
In fact, if someone else was so entangled with Chang Yu, he would have dealt with it harshly, but he cherishes his talent. Now Shaolin has been destroyed and Haicheng is a rare survivor. Moreover, he has Shaolin magical skills. If he were killed, Shaolin's unique skills would be broken. Sorry, it's a pity.
So the last time he couldn't bear the trouble, he sent a message to someone, asking Haicheng to exchange Shaolin's unique skills and teach apprentices in Dongchang. However, Haicheng refused at that time. He felt that Shaolin's unique skills could not be passed on to eagles and dogs, so he later adopted the orphans through the mediation of others. After dozens of days of teaching skills in the mountains, more than half a year passed in the blink of an eye. Chang Yu was a little surprised to suddenly appear here.
"In just half a year, you can say that you have made some achievements. Is it possible that all the people you teach are extremely talented and can learn the unique Shaolin skills in half a year?" Chang Yu sneered: "I'm afraid it's even difficult for you to even scratch the surface. You The governor is using these lakes."
"The master brings in the door, and practice is personal. The poor monks will teach them all the unique Shaolin skills. As for their achievements, it depends on their own practice. They can't wait for ten or eight years to be considered successful. By then, I'm afraid even the poor monks will be He has passed away, do you still expect the Governor to fulfill his promise?" Haicheng said expressionlessly.
"What you say makes some sense, but the price you offered is too high." Chang Yu snorted coldly: "You want to rebuild the Shaolin Temple in just half a year. Do you know how much money it costs to rebuild the Shaolin Temple? Do you think it is worth the price? ?”
Haicheng thought for a moment and said, "The price is indeed a bit high, but the poor monk has been working hard for half a year. Does the Lord Governor also need to show some sincerity?"
Ha, Chang Yu sneered: "You, a monk, are here to bargain with me, so I will let you bargain with me. Do you know that the imperial court now collects temple property taxes?"
"Have heard it"
"Do you know that all abandoned temples and temples will be confiscated?" Chang Yu asked again.
"There are also ears to hear it."
"It's good if you've heard about it." Chang Yu curled his lips: "Shaolin is now in ruins. According to the law, it should be confiscated to public property, but now it is still kept by you. Don't you think about it?"
Haicheng was startled, then clasped his hands together and turned to leave.
"Is this monk from the Shaolin Temple?" After Haicheng left, the prince looked surprised: "It is said that Shaolin's unique skills are unparalleled in the world. Is this monk a martial arts master?"
"Otherwise he dares to stop my carriage," Chang Yu snorted.
"Yes, he is indeed arrogant. Can you beat him?" the prince asked again.
"It's like squeezing a chicken," Chang Yu said proudly. The prince curled his lips and said, "Blow it."
Chang Yu smiled and said nothing, and the prince asked again: "Why did he ask you for money?"
"He said that Shaolin was destroyed and needed money to rebuild it." Chang Yu sighed, and the prince looked confused: "So I came to ask you for money?"
"No, I'm stupid by studying Buddhism. I'm used to alms for free. I think there are free lunches everywhere in the world. Maybe I think I'm being taken advantage of." Chang Yu sighed: "Li Muchian knows how to work honestly. He is an old man."
"As far as I know, how honest is Li Muxian?" The prince's expression suddenly became a little mysterious: "It is said that he and Tang Ruowang of Qintian Prison have made a lot of money recently by secretly doing business?"
"You mean they are in the glass business?" Chang Yu smiled faintly.
"You also know this?" The prince was a little surprised. In order to decorate Princess Kunxing's facade, Chang Yu asked him, Li Muxian and Tang Ruowang, to study glass firing together. They were a great success. Soon after, this glass became a hot commodity among the rich and powerful in the capital. Luxury goods, but only these two knew about the raw materials and technology, so under the trend of high profits, the two started making a living, secretly firing glass for wealthy families. The price was ridiculously high, but the supply exceeded demand.
"Do you think there is something in the capital that I don't know about?" Chang Yu looked at the imperial city and chuckled. The prince was confused: "Then just let him..."
"Do you know what cutting leeks means?" Chang Yu smiled a little sinisterly. The prince didn't quite understand, but he understood somewhat. To cut leeks, you have to cut them, don't dig up the roots. Cut them as they grow, and there will be an endless supply.
"Can I go back to the palace later? I want to eat something outside." When she was about to enter the imperial city, Princess Kunxing suddenly asked Chang Yu. Her tone was very soft. Chang Yu couldn't refuse at all: "I'll bring you what you want to eat." you go".
"It's up to you. You can go wherever you like." Kun Xing was very happy. Zhu Cixiang quickly said: "I want to go to the mutton soup, it's the fly restaurant you mentioned."
fly? Princess Kunxing frowned, and Zhu Cixiang laughed: "Yes, a place to eat flies."
"Brother, you..." Kun Xing looked so disgusted that he wanted to vomit.
"Don't listen to his nonsense," Chang Yu explained to her, referring to small street restaurants with poor environmental hygiene...
"That's okay, as long as it tastes good." Kun Xing felt in her heart that she would be happy if she stayed with Chang Yu for a while, but in fact she didn't care where or what she went to eat.
Chang Yu asked Chang Bian to turn around, and Kun Xing asked again: "I won't delay your business, right?"
"It's my business to serve you two masters well, without delay." Chang Yu shrugged, and the prince brother and sister couldn't help but laugh happily.
