Chapter 379 Jealousy 2
Speaking of the local official system, although this place is called Huaxia and speaks Chinese, the official system and the division of some fields are still very different from the Southern Song Dynasty that Bi Yuntao is familiar with.
Anyone who has studied history knows that the capital of the Southern Song Dynasty was Lin'an, and the territory of the Southern Song Dynasty was scarce. In the face of many great powers, although there were many famous people, it was still unsatisfactory compared with the powerful Tang Dynasty, which had thousands of nations coming to dynasty. .
But it's different here. Not only is the territory vast, but its territory is comparable to the Yuan Dynasty, which has a vast territory on earth. Although there are many enemies around it who are eyeing it, but generally speaking, the young people are not worth mentioning.
The local government system here implements a system in which the governor and governor lead three departments. The three departments are the Chief Department, the Criminal Investigation Department and the Capital Command Department, which are in charge of administration, justice and military affairs respectively. The Governor is the highest official of a province, in charge of three divisions, and is a powerful feudal official.
But the Commander-in-Chief Division here is special. The capital commander is in charge of the military affairs of a province and must obey the control of the governor, but is directly under the dispatch of the Ministry of War, which is the so-called military power returned to the central government.
Therefore, the governor was nominally the superior of the capital commander, but he did not have the power to command the troops. This was a strategy formulated by the founding emperor of China in order to prevent the feudal officials from relying on their own troops.
According to historical records, the emperor of the previous dynasty started his army from here, and conquered all the way to the north and south to establish the current territory. However, future generations are greedy for pleasure, neglecting politics, corrupt officials are rampant, brutally exploiting and oppressing the people, arousing public anger.
Bi Zhengguo, Bi Yuntao's grandfather, rose to the occasion and completely overturned the tyranny of the previous dynasty and ended the century-long rule of the previous dynasty.
Besides, Jiangsu Governor Xu Bofu was the superior of Jiangsu Metropolitan Commander Su Jie, but they belonged to different factions. Therefore, Su Jie was not afraid of Xu Bofu, and Master Su Chuanli was naturally not afraid of Master Xu Shiyuan.
The two young masters are both among the most powerful people in Jiangsu. They both have a group of officials and officials, and they often bump into each other. Therefore, bumping into each other is inevitable. Naturally, they cannot give in to each other for such a good thing as the oiran.
Bi Yuntao thought about it briefly and figured out the stakes. Compared with these two young masters, Mr. He was just the son of a caravan. To put it bluntly, he was the son of a businessman who escorted goods.
Since ancient times, the order has been based on the status of scholars, farmers, workers, and merchants. The status of merchants is second-class, and they are usually excluded from the social hierarchy of bureaucrats and aristocrats. They are classified as untouchables and suffer discrimination.
Even though he was respectfully called Third Master in Jinling City, it was nothing compared to these two official sons. If those two officials' sons were really serious, they wouldn't even be worthy of carrying shoes!
Before you know it, night has fallen, and people are coming and going in Miaoxiang Pavilion. There are all kinds of laughter and laughter, and it is very lively.
The oiran named Jing'er hadn't yet appeared, but Su Chuanli and Xu Shiyuan were already shouting loudly, drinking and drinking, making the atmosphere in Miaochun Pavilion even more lively.
On the other hand, the two young masters, Su Chuanli and Xu Shiyuan, seem to maintain their own identities. Although they dislike each other, they both suppress each other. They are both scholars. Today they are here to pay homage to Miss Jing'er, the courtesan. Naturally, they don't want to lose themselves in front of others. worth.
Bi Yuntao was silent and meditating. The two girls next to him thought he was a little scared, so they leaned on him and laughed: "Good brother, you don't have to be afraid. Although those two young men have a big background, in my opinion, they are both They are silver spears and candle stubs, they look good but they are useless. Look at your body, brother. You are many times stronger than them. Sister, I like you like this."
Bi Yuntao laughed when he heard this, and before he could say anything, he heard a clear sound of "dong——", which was crisp and sweet, like fairy music brushing his ears, and the noisy noise in the building stopped.
"It's Miss Jing'er!" The followers around Su Chuanli and Xu Shiyuan burst into enthusiastic cheers. Mr. He, who was eating tofu over there, sat there motionless as if he had been cast a restraining spell, muttering He murmured: "It's Miss Jing'er, is she coming out?"
The door of a room in the middle of the second floor opened quietly, and a bead curtain hung down quietly. Looking faintly, there was a beautiful figure sitting behind the bead curtain. I didn't see him or hear his voice. I just saw this. This made the men downstairs go crazy.
Needless to say, this wonderful person is naturally Jing'er, the oiran of Miaoxiang Pavilion.
Bi Yuntao looked at Jing'er's shadow and couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth.
Jufan is a courtesan, and he doesn't want others to see his appearance easily. He plays with mystery and ambiguity in order to attract more attention. He has long been accustomed to the same hype techniques used by businessmen in his previous life to do business side by side.
Jing'er didn't say anything, just moved her fingers lightly, and heard a burst of natural sounds coming slowly from far to near.
At the beginning, the sound was still light, like a clear spring gurgling down the mountain, but gradually it became compact again, like the dense drizzle in early spring. Listen carefully, the sound of the piano seems to have a strange magic power, the rhythm seems to be hovering above the head, and it seems to be whispering in the ear, which makes people intoxicated.
“The bright moon is full, the dusk clouds have dispersed, and the night is as clear as a clear day.
Gradually disappear, and the remaining wine is drunk.
The dangerous pavilion is far away, and the coolness is the sleeves.
Chasing old things, lingering for a long time.
How charming and beautiful it is to kill a lonely couple.
I think about it day and night, and my house is empty and thin.
At the end of the day, who will be separated from Shen?
Xiangdao, I don't come here, I am tied to Yi, and through the years, I can't bear to look at the flowers and willows.
It's a pity that in such a beautiful and beautiful night, I didn't even raise my eyebrows and speak for a moment.
When I ask you, I still feel deep sympathy and regret for you. "
A pleasant female voice came, clear and gentle, as if telling the girl's thoughts, soft and gentle, expressing the resentment in this word vividly.
This is a poem written by the famous poet Liu Qi, whose brand name is "Yulin Ling".
Liu Qi is a master of lyrics and music. Because he is ranked seventh, he is nicknamed Liu Qi by many of his friends. He is also called "Liu Sanbian who composes lyrics by order" by later generations. He devotes his whole life to writing lyrics and indulges in the romantic life of listening to songs and laughing. Most of his lyrics describe city scenery and the life of singing girls. His poems are lingering, charming and affectionate, which are the best among poems.
At this time, the word was sung by Jing'er, the sound of the piano was harmonious, and the meaning was particularly meaningful. There seemed to be an indescribable sadness integrated into the realm of the word.
The originally noisy crowd in Miaoyu Square was extremely quiet at this time. Qin Xianer finished her song, and everyone was still immersed in that beautiful state, and they had not thought about it for a long time.
The two young masters, Su Chuanli and Xu Shiyuan, stared blankly at the pretty figure behind the bead curtain, their faces full of admiration.
