Lijia Incense Shop is still filled with a strong aroma.
After taking a bath, Zhe Ziyu, wearing only a loose and soft white robe, like a white lotus emerging from the water, slowly walked out from behind the screen. She walked to the window seat and sat down gracefully. She raised her wrist lightly and
A gentle flick of the guzheng placed horizontally produced a series of jingling sounds like "ding dong", and her dark eyebrows frowned slightly.
After thinking for a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief, waved her sleeves, and touched the zheng string with her ten fingers. The quiet and elegant zheng sound rang out amidst the hustle and bustle of the bustling city. People came and went outside the building.
, walking in a hurry, who knew that the person Fu Zheng above this pavilion had a different embrace?
What Zhe Ziyu played was the "Pure Heart and Universal Good Mantra", which is the "Pu'an Mantra" written by Zen Master Pu'an in the Southern and Northern Dynasties. "Pu'an Mantra" is composed of many single tones that are unevenly combined. The natural melody sometimes sounds like a clear spring.
The earth sometimes looks like white clouds in the sky. If you close your eyes and listen quietly, heaven and man will blend together and enter a pure and ethereal realm.
A helper man in ordinary clothes walked into the incense shop, walked briskly up the narrow stairs on the side of the room, went straight to Zhe Ziyu's room, and entered the door.
Ruyi, holding his breath and not daring to make a sound.
Zhe Ziyu raised his hands gracefully and lightly, and pressed it on the zither, and the curling string music suddenly stopped. Zhe Ziyu stretched out his sleeves and stood up. When he turned around, his bright eyes like autumn water were focused on the helper.
The man bowed again and said in a low voice: "Miss is back, can big things happen?"
Zhe Ziyu did not comment, she walked slowly to the desk and sat cross-legged. She was dressed in white and her facial features were as bright as a lotus emerging from the water. She glanced at the man, picked up a cup of tea, took a sip, and bent over.
She lowered her thick eyelashes and asked calmly: "What big things are happening in Bianliang these days?"
The idle men raised their hands and said: "Miss Hui, nothing major happened. The imperial court sent troops to attack the Han in order to seek stability. Recently, all matters have been centered around this matter. There have been no other special actions. Oh, by the way, it's Nanya.
Yang Hao, the director of the fire institute, acted independently and inspected restaurants, teahouses and residential buildings everywhere, and ordered rectifications of unruly stoves within a time limit. Cheng Dexuan, the fire expert, ignored it and demolished illegal sheds and cleaned up alleys in Bianliang City.
Clearing the road caused public resentment and a lot of curses."
"Yang Hao..., where did he go? Didn't he make people jump all over the place?" Zhe Ziyu thought, a smile couldn't help but appear on the corner of her lips, but then it was replaced by a touch of resentment and loneliness. She sighed softly and asked
He said: "Is there anything else going on?"
"And..." The idle men looked at her carefully. Zhe Ziyu, who had just taken a bath, was wearing a plain white robe. The clothes were light and soft. The beautiful peaks and valleys of her chest and hair were faintly visible in the folds of the robe.
The harvest was a bunch, and among the tenderness, the nobility was overwhelming. The idle men did not dare to look at it, and they hurriedly lowered their heads and reported: "Miss Wa'er failed to compete with 'Ruxuefang', and now 'Ruxuefang' is the only one in the world."
, already firmly ranked above the girls."
"How could this be so?" Zhe Ziyu raised his eyebrows slightly and said in surprise: "What ability does Liu Duoer have that can defeat the top three leaders in Bianliang?"
The helper smiled bitterly and said: "With just one poem, one song, and one dance, Liu Duoer became famous in Tokyo, defeated the three major figures, and became invincible."
"A poem, a song and a dance?" Zhe Ziyu asked with a disdainful smile on his lips, "Is there anything clever about it?"
The idle men couldn't help but look yearning, and praised: "The song "Shui Tune Songtou. When will the bright moon come" is really a wonderful poem. As for the unheard-of dance, and the holy and ethereal "I" "Ask the Buddha" also fascinated the scholars of Bianliang. On that day, Liu Duo'er returned from an outing and sailed on the Bianhe River in a brightly lit boat. Thousands of people on both sides of the bank carried lanterns like stars in the sky and sang in response. It was such a grand occasion. Unprecedented…”
He was still unfinished when he said this, and added: "It is said that all this is because she sacrificed her appearance to lure Yang Hao, the dean of Nanya Huoqing, to make suggestions for her and secretly support her. On the ancient flute stage, Yang Hao also interacted with Liu Duo'er dances with swords, like fairies under the moon. Many merchants have painted portraits of them dancing for sale. The song "I Ask the Buddha" is even sung by the children in the market. Miss, do you want to listen carefully?"
"It's Yang Hao again?" Zhe Ziyu was stunned. Hearing what he said about "sacrificing appearance to seduce Yang Hao", jealousy suddenly arose in his heart. He just raised his eyebrows and thought again: "What relationship do I have with him now? "Unconsciously, I felt bitter again. I suppressed my curiosity about the wonderful lyrics of the song and dance, and said with a cold face: "I see, what's the point of making such a fuss about such a sour and jealous affair."
The idle men only agreed and said: "Miss Wa'er sits in the capital and makes friends with the court ministers. She can find out a lot of important information for the young lady in time. Once Liu Duo'er takes the lead, many of our information channels will be cut off. , The subordinate was worried about this matter, so he said a few more words."
Zhe Ziyu frowned and said: "I know, we can discuss this matter later. Now I just ask you, how many places are there for storing grain in Bianliang, and how to prevent it?"
The idle men were stunned for a moment and then carefully replied: "Miss, as far as I know, the grain shipped to Bianliang from various places is sold in the grain and rice shops in the city. There are eight grain storage places, all of which are located in Bianliang." The various forbidden military camps in Beijing are very tightly guarded. The young lady wants to..."
Zhezi frowned and said, "In this case..., I'm afraid we can't directly tamper with the granary."
The man suddenly realized and replied: "Even if you try to tamper with the granary, it will be useless. If the granary is destroyed, it will only temporarily increase the price of rice in Bianliang. Just relying on private grain storage can support it for a period of time. And the water transportation of grain and rice is endless, and it will soon be restored to what it used to be. Besides...who has the ability to destroy eight rice warehouses at once?"
Zhe Ziyu nodded slightly, stood up, paced back and forth in the room with his hands behind his hands, and said in a deep voice: "In the important place of the capital, food, rice and safety are the top priority. It is indeed impossible to directly interfere with this. Furthermore, Although it is quick to raise the soup to stop it from boiling, the effect is extremely limited. It is not as good as drawing fuel from the bottom of the cauldron..."
She stopped, frowned and muttered to herself: "The supply of grain and rice to the capital is in charge of the three secretaries. The Prime Minister Chu Zhaofu is a warrior who does not understand the way of managing the world and benefiting the people, so there is nothing to be afraid of, but the Deputy Prime Minister Luo Gongming is well versed in the art of financial management for the people, and he manages the grain and rice taxes in an orderly manner. With this person here, I'm afraid our people will not be able to do anything..."
The man who seemed to be helping the idle man was very alert. At this time, he knew what Ziyu was thinking and carefully reminded him: "Miss, although Luo Gongming is never public, he has considerable potential power in the court, and he is an official. He is alert, cautious, and tactful, and he always does things in an all-round way, but it is not easy to catch him."
Zhe Ziyu smiled slightly and ordered: "There is no need to let my son know the news about my return to Bianjing. You can find out for me how much rice is used in Bianjing every day, how much grain is stored in the granary, and how much grain can be transported into Beijing every day.
How much grain and rice are coming? Find out clearly and report back to me as soon as possible. As for Luo Gongming..., if you want to tamper with the grain and rice, you must first get rid of this old fox. I will find another way to do this."
"Yes!" The idle men clasped their fists in response, turned around and exited the room.
People have gone downstairs, and the clang sound from upstairs is heard again, with the sound of gold and stone hidden in the clear voice: "The six kingdoms are fighting, and the blood and flesh of the kings are filled with greed. I can only hear the sound of gold, but there has never been a war; there is a hero, and the angry horse is trampling
In his territory, only generals can be seen, and since ancient times, he has been worried about his achievements. Long snakes and eight trigrams are spread out, golden armors are looking forward to the sun, hoping to build a platform; meritorious deeds and wealth are coming into the bag, and good horses are neighing with pride..."
The sound of clangs soared to the sky, the clash of swords and swords, and the aura of killing shook the heaven and the earth!
"Lord Fu Yin, Cheng Gongcao has been diligent in his work and has achieved great results in cleaning up the alleys. Based on my humble opinion, we can start building a fire watch tower and a fire patrol pavilion."
Yang Hao said while cupping his hands, and glanced at Cheng Dexuan who was sitting on the other side with a smile. Cheng Dexuan snorted coldly with a dark face, but he was not without pride in his heart: "I want to transfer me to your subordinates, find an opportunity to deal with me and make me unfavorable."
Is it a crime? Hey! I risked my life, demolished it day and night, and demolished it completely a month in advance. You want to catch me? Humph!"
Zhao Guangyi's face was full of joy and he said: "Okay, I am very pleased that you two are so diligent in your work. Well... Dean Yang, I am about to enter the palace to meet the officials. Do you have anything else to ask for?
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Yang Hao cupped his hands and said: "Sir, set up a fire patrol station, a fire watch tower, equip personnel, fire-fighting tools, and work out the tasks of alerting and suppressing the fire, maintaining order, putting out the fire and rescuing people, and arranging the injured. I have nothing to do with Cheng Gong."
Cao Hui will seize the time to deal with it. However, such as enforcing the fire ban, advocating the use of more bricks and tiles in buildings in the future, including fire prevention in official examinations, punishing those who are unfavorable in fire fighting, rewarding those who have contributed to fire fighting, and subsidizing the casualties of fire fighting, all these need to be reported to the official.
Family, issue a clear edict."
Zhao Guangyi nodded frequently: "Okay, I will report these matters to the officials one by one. If you are so diligent in your work, I will also report them to the officials one by one."
After leaving Qingxin Tower, Yang Hao walked around his own Huoqing Courtyard, then left Kaifeng Mansion and went straight to the Bianhe River Pier. He and Xizhu'er have a deep love for each other, but they don't live together now. When people grow up, they will
Like a young eagle spreading its wings, it wants to have its own career and future, but as soon as there is an opportunity, the two of them must meet.
Although Zhang Xinglong is a tyrant on the Bianhe River, the leader of the four dragons, and has great power and influence, he has not built a house in the city. His residence is at the Bianhe River Pier, with warehouses on the left and right.
The big house is directly opposite the dock. The courtyard is huge. It is not like the compact style of Kaifeng buildings, but has the style of northwest folk houses. It is sparse and grand. Some of his close friends live in the front yard, and there are also many people piled in the yard.
Valuable goods that need to be dealt with as soon as possible can only be considered the real Zhangzhai when they enter the courtyard for the second time.
Yang Hao was already very familiar with this place. He walked straight into the gate that was three cars wide, and when he came to the second entrance to the courtyard, he saw many big men on the dock peeping around in front of the door. They were all winking and laughing.
Yang Hao hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, stretched his neck and looked into the courtyard, but couldn't see what was going on. He couldn't help but wonder: "What happened?"