On the eleventh day of the first lunar month, the imperial ship arrived in Nanjing.
Zhao Qin specially sent Li Fu to Yingtian Mansion to explain the crimes of the Red Lotus cult in bewitching the people.
However, the princess only has a noble status and no real power, so how much weight does a word have? Is Ying Tianfu really doing something?
Unknown, unknown.
The disease of the Red Lotus Sect is like scabies. If you have one, there will be another one. If you cannot cut off the root, the infection will be unlimited.
When the poison of faith becomes deeply rooted in people's hearts, the impact it will have will most likely shake the foundation of the country.
Can those in power see?
Unknown, unknown.
But as a modern person who has studied history, I dare not say how sharp my vision is, but I also understand that the decline of a dynasty can never be separated from the four words "internal and external troubles."
Even though he was peaceful and happy at the moment, he saw darkness in the future of the Liang Dynasty.
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On the evening of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, after seven days of sailing, the imperial ship finally arrived at Xijing Pier.
"Wow, is this the Xijing Pier? It's many times bigger than the one in Suzhou!"
Liu Xiang'er exclaimed while riding on the side of the ship. Everyone stood on the deck, waiting with excitement and longing for the imperial ship to dock.
The Lantern Festival is celebrated for three days, the 14th, 15th, and 16th, all with all-night lantern nights.
Looking around, hundreds of thousands of households in Luoyang have lanterns hung together, and their brilliance is far better than the full moon in the sky. This style of style is indeed unparalleled anywhere.
Everyone was happy, but Zhao Qin's eyes were hurt. She finally left the cage and experienced the feeling of flying freely. Now she has to seal her wings.
Will the broken-winged phoenix still have a chance to soar into the sky?
The royal ship docked.
Before anyone could get off the boat, a group of Imperial Guards wearing black armor cleared the dock to greet them.
This is really not like welcoming a battle, but more like arresting a prisoner.
When Zhao Qin saw this, his expression changed drastically.
"Princess, I will take you back to the palace on the order of the prince." A general in silver armor came forward to greet him.
Zhao Qin walked off the boat with a straight face and said in a deep voice: "Tonight's Shangyuan grand event, General Qin brings so many troops and horses, it will inevitably ruin the celebration. It's better to send them away. I will go back on my own."
The silver-armored general said indifferently: "It is precisely because of the crowds and chaos during the festival that the prince sent the young general to greet the princess. The prince also said that the princess has had enough fun and it is time to calm down and go home."
"you--"
"Princess, please get in the car and drive!"
The silver-armored general pointed at the carriage behind him, indicating a threat.
Zhao Qin bit his lip, looked back at Jiang Yuntian, and hurriedly got into the carriage with a feeling of reluctance.
Jiang Yuntian's eyes were indifferent, and the indifference was mixed with a little helplessness. This was the fact. There was a gap in status and dignity, so she could only stay away.
When the imperial army left the dock, a group of beauties in gorgeous costumes dared to step forward to greet them.
"Boss Song."
They are the female guests of Hongxing Society headed by Nangong Yue.
As early as when he arrived in Tokyo, Song Che wrote to Luoyang.
"Boss Song, it's great to see you."
Most of them were redeemed girls from the Red Mansion, and they had a certain aura of prostitution. When they came up, they surrounded Song Che, and everyone was so happy.
Shen Wenjun forced a smile, firstly because these women behaved too intimately, and secondly because all of these women looked as good as her.
The women in the imperial capital are so beautiful. The women of Jiangnan are so graceful and beautiful.
Both sides are beautiful, so beautiful that they are different and so beautiful that they compete with each other.
"Ahem!" Shen Wenjun coughed, took Song Che's arm, deliberately raised his voice, and deliberately declared his sovereignty: "Husband, I'm a little tired, when can I go back to rest?"
When the female guests heard the "rightful master", they all stepped back in surprise.
Nangong Yue greeted with a smile: "I have prepared the carriage and the guest rooms have been cleaned up. Can you please get in the carriage?"
"Wrong, wrong!"
Liu Xiang'er took Song Che's other arm and corrected him: "Although we are from the south of the Yangtze River, we are legitimate hosts. How can we stay in the 'guest room'?"
She looked at Song Che again: "Isn't that right, brother-in-law?"
Song Che sighed inwardly, who said it wasn't Feng Liu's fault?
"Madam, please don't misunderstand. The plaque on the house has always been 'Song Mansion', and the main residence has been reserved for you all year round." Nangong Yue hurriedly explained.
"Okay, it's New Year's Eve, why are you sticking to these little details? It's better to go back home as soon as possible." Song Che greeted.
The group got on the carriages and horses and staggered into Luoyang.
Luoyang has a beautiful night view, and you can see endless flowers while walking around. However, it is only the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, and tomorrow will be the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. It is the Lantern Festival, and the moon will be brighter and more lively.
When we first arrived in Luoyang, everyone was already tired. There weren’t many programs tonight, so we gathered our spirits and waited until tomorrow night.
night.
Song Che sat alone in the study, checking Hongxing Society's account books for half a year. Nangong Yue's red sleeves were fragrant, and he stood quietly aside, waiting for the pen and ink.
After all, Nangong Yue was once the head of Honglou Yizhai, with good looks and talent. Under her management, Hongxing Club has now expanded to more than fifty people, including eighteen professional Juju customers. It also undertakes Cuju competitions and gambling games. , advertising revenue, monthly net profit are more than 10,000 taels, which is quite considerable.
"Is there no Cuju competition scheduled for the Shangyuan Festival?" Song Che slowly closed the ledger.
Nangong Yue answered truthfully: "The fourteenth, fifteenth and sixteenth are the Shangyuan Festivals stipulated by the state. Everyone is busy celebrating the festival and admiring lanterns, and competitions cannot be arranged during this period, so it is postponed to the seventeenth day of the first lunar month."
Song Che nodded. After the Lantern Festival on the 16th, everyone must still have unfinished ideas. If the Cuju competition is held on the 17th, they will definitely be able to take over Yu Qing.
"Is it a match against the Royal Cuju Team?"
"It's with Jingde Academy."
Nangong Yue sighed softly: "I heard that His Majesty the Emperor is not in good health. Not to mention playing Cuju, this year's palace banquet has been cancelled."
Song Che frowned slightly. The emperor was old and could die at any time. It was difficult to judge whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.
"Where's Lin Yue?"
If you want to ask who Song Che cares about most in Luoyang City, it must be the heroic and resolute Lin Nvxia.
Lin Nvxia.
Ning Nuxia.
The chain reaction of longing can really kill your lover!
Nangong Yue said: "Not long after you left, boss, she went to the north with the princess and has not come back yet."
"The princess also went to the north? Why is that?" Song Che's brows couldn't help but tighten a little.
Nangong Yue shook her head, "I heard from Sister Lin that it seemed that King Anyang had been on official business in the north for too long. He missed his wife and daughter so much that he took the whole family over. As the guardian of the palace, she followed him."
A high-ranking prince took his family to another place and did not return for a long time, and he was still in the war-torn north. Is it just because he missed his wife and daughter?
He didn't pick him up early, he didn't pick him up later, but he picked him up when the emperor was about to die?
Prince Zhao Sui.
Zhao Xin, King of Anyang.
King Rui Zhao Heng.
One is in the imperial capital, where the prince oversees the country;
One is in the north and is on business for a long time;
One is in Jiangnan, hiding his name;
These three brothers probably have more than one mind.
The Liang Dynasty seems to be changing.
"Sir, my wife said that it was late at night and she was afraid that you would be hungry, so she prepared 'Wangzi Steamed Buns' for you and asked you to go back and eat them quickly."
Coco poked her little head in from the door.
"Just come, just come..."
