If you want to be rich, build roads first.
As soon as the words came out, Huang Laosi obviously didn't understand them.
Before he could ask, the old man who was punting the boat grinned and said jokingly: "That's right, that's right. The young master is a scholar at first sight."
Fu San was not happy: "Who are you calling a scholar?"
The old man shrunk his neck and continued paddling without saying a word.
Chu Qing became interested: "Master, leave him alone and continue, how do you know the importance of building roads?"
The old man turned his head and said with a sneer: "Nonsense, nonsense, sir, don't blame me."
"It's okay, just tell me."
"Hey, I just thought that the official system is good, but it is not extending in all directions. Let's talk about the old man. The old man is originally from Niu Village, Huchenghu County. Niu Village is a good place. The land is good and the seedlings grow strong and the harvest is good. , can't be pulled out. If you want to go to Guandao, you have to cross three ditches. In the rainy season, ten vehicles will fall into the ditch and two vehicles will fall into the ditch. This is a small number. No matter what it is, if you want to transport it out, you will have to break it. There is a lot of damage. If the official road can be repaired to Niucun, the villagers will be worried all day long."
"The truth." Chu Qing said to Huang Laosi: "The court officials are talking nonsense. What do they know? If you really want to understand the people's sentiments, talk to the people instead of talking to the officials."
Why didn't Huang Laosi know that the ministers in the Yizheng Palace were whitewashing the peace all day long, but Chu Qing only knew one of them but not the other. Although the memorials sent from various places every day seemed to be exaggerated, they could still give a glimpse of the leopard. As an emperor, he still knows something about people's livelihood and sentiments.
As for the "voice of the people", Huang Laosi didn't want to blame Chu Qing.
In the past, the palace always knew what the people said and did. Through Qianqiying, and later after Chu Qing took over, no one sent messages to the palace. If Huang Laosi wanted to know something, he had to ask Sun An to ask Jiang Yuesheng. .
However, Huang Laosi was still very interested in building roads if he wanted to get rich. The boat was shaking, so it was not the place to discuss it in detail. He was thinking about it and waited to get on the flower boat to ask more questions.
Fu San pointed to the old man a flower boat in the distance: "That's where there are many lanterns hanging."
Chu Qing looked around and found his "own property" among the many flower boats. The flower boats had two floors. Many girls stood on the edge of the boat with their chins propped up and looking cute. There was a big lantern on the side of the boat, and a vertical banner hung below.
Chu Qing looked at it intently and read it from top to bottom. He was shocked: "Damn it, come to Hibi Pavilion. Is it so straightforward?"
Huang Laosi looked over and was very angry: "Then his name is Xi Laikun Pavilion."
"Oh~~~" Chu Qing suddenly realized: "Look at these words written like dog claws. Who can see clearly."
The boat came to the side of the flower boat, and the three of them boarded the boat. When they saw the guests, the madam twisted her hips and came to welcome them, followed by a group of young ladies.
As a result, before the Madam and the others could speak, they suddenly saw Fu San. This time, the whole house exploded.
"Hey, it's Master Huan. Sisters, it's Master Huan who's here..."
"Master Huan, I miss you so much..."
"Master Kuang is a slave, and the slave is Yue Xian'er..."
"Sisters, come out quickly, Master Huan is here to see us..."
In an instant, the third brother was surrounded by a dozen young ladies, one holding hands and another pulling arms. The old madam was almost in his arms, and even the young ladies accompanying the guests on the flower boat were left behind. The benefactor came over.
Many guests looked back, thinking that the Prime Minister had arrived.
As for Huang Laosi and Chu Qing, no one paid any attention to them.
Huang Laosi asked strangely: "Why do you call him Mr. Kuang?"
"When you come out to break into the dock, who will leave your real name?"
Huang Laosi was convinced: "That's true."
Fu San felt as if he had returned home, touching this, pinching that, and then started hugging him left and right.
"Okay, okay, don't make any noise. Mr. Huan, I'm here to drink wine with my young master today and lead the way."
The old madam, whose name was Qiao Niang, was about forty, and her charm was still there. She was almost attached to Fu San. She quickly laughed and scolded her little sisters and drove them away. Then she said hello to Huang Laosi and Chu Qing.
Huang Laosi clasped his hands behind his back, looked very serious, and stared at the three young ladies.
After going up to the second floor, Qiao Niang ran back and forth in person, serving tea and holding the stove. After that, many girls ran up to ogle Fu San.
Forget it, not long after we sat down and the tea had not yet been brewed, a few young ladies lying on the edge of the boat shouted to the next door, "Master Kuang is here." With this shout, Hua Hua next to him shouted The ladies on the boat also came. They were very enthusiastic and wanted to take Fusan away and sit on their flower boat.
The ladies from Xilai Kun Pavilion, headed by the madam, were almost fighting with their colleagues from the flower boat as if they were competing for the right to court a mate.
Just now, the young ladies who were calling me "Hong Ye" one after another, pinched their waists and scolded each one in an unpleasant way. They all yelled out such things as stinky, shameless, broken shoes, and rotten butts. Huang Laosi was so excited to see it that he couldn't wait to see it. Let this group of prostitutes have a big fight.
After all, it was the home field. In the end, Qiao Niang and others won, and the group of colleagues who tried to take Fu San away were all kicked off the boat.
It was finally quiet, and Qiao Niang called some of the most beautiful girls on the boat to keep her company.
Chu Qing already had the criteria for choosing a mate, and the person he chose was smart and had a pair of piercing eyes, so he chose to sit by himself and let the young lady accompanying him sit next to Huang Laosi.
As for the old madam Qiao Niang, she no longer cares about business and clings to Fu San as if she wants to give birth to a child for him right where he is.
Huang Laosi was still thinking about building roads first if he wanted to get rich. After sitting down, he asked, "When you mentioned building roads just now, did you mean building roads first?"
"We are here to spend money. This is a flower boat. Can you please stop talking about people's livelihood and pretend to be serious people?"
Qiao Niang couldn't help but smile, and interjected: "This scholar is here on the flower boat, why should we talk about important things if we don't chat."
Chu Qing: "..."
"I haven't asked yet, what are your last names?"
Chu Qing: "It's not bad, I'm quite happy."
Huang Laosi couldn't laugh or cry: "Just call me Fourth Master."
"Fourth Master, you are powerful and talkative. You are definitely not an ordinary person."
The girl on the left side of the fourth child hugged his arm and said with a charming smile: "You are probably a general."
Huang Laosi was slightly surprised: "It does have some insight."
"It is said that slaves have a pair of fiery eyes, and they can see people most accurately."
"What a coincidence." Huang Laosi smiled: "Fourth Master, I also have a pair of piercing eyes."
"Okay, my name is Yan Yu. With your sharp eyes, let's see what kind of person I am."
Huang Laosi turned his head and stared at Yan Yu. After a long while, he said, "You should be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
Chu Qing was convinced.
For the first time, he could tell by looking at someone's chest that he was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Yan Yu covered her mouth and said happily: "Then you got half of your guess right. You know how to play piano and chess, but you don't know how to read."
As expected, this was Huang Laosi's first time in a place like this, and he was revealed to be a novice as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Look at you, you have a beautiful face, you are 28 years old, and you know how to play a musical instrument. How can you make a living like this?"
Yan Yu sighed slightly: "I came from a poor family and I want to support my younger brother in studying."
Chu Qing almost lost his voice and said, "Did your husband still beat you?"
Yan Yu was stunned for a moment, but the eyes of the girl on Huang Laosi's right side lit up: "How did this young master know that my previous husband beat me and left me without a place to live, so he came to the flower boat to make a living."
"Don't tell me that you have a seventy-year-old mother who is still sick?"
This time, it was Yan Yu who spoke: "Ah, young master, you also have a pair of fiery eyes. My mother is indeed ill and needs money, but my mother is not yet seventy, and is over half a century old."
"Young Master, we are all poor people." Fu San sighed and said: "Some are for my younger brother to study, some are for my mother's medical treatment, some are for repaying my brother's debts, and there are also silly boys who were sold to the elder's family by my father. The husband is an alcoholic and beats her when he drinks too much, the child is born and the heartbroken man runs away, the person he likes defrauds her of all his family property, hey, they are all miserable people."
Chu Qing touched the stubble on his chin.
If it were to be left to future generations, he would definitely not believe this, but in ancient times, if you were not forced to do anything, you couldn't make a living by laughing.
