"Tell them to be careful. If they make another mistake this time, I will not forgive them again." The emperor said coldly, his voice not very serious, which made Eunuch Zhao shudder.
"You also have to send someone to keep an eye on me. If something goes wrong this time, even though you and I are a master and a servant, by then our friendship will be gone."
When the emperor said this, he even had a confused smile. Eunuch Zhao was not only shuddered, but even felt a chill in his heart, which made his body tremble. He hurriedly responded: "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, if you make another mistake, my servant
Just show me your head!"
"Also, don't neglect your search for the Exquisite Heart with Seven Apertures." The emperor said calmly.
"Yes, I will personally go and supervise the matter!"
Wanbaofang
This is a large square in the capital, covering an area of 364 acres. Looking through the car window, it is almost night, with the moonlight hanging high. In the market outside, most merchants and shops have already closed, and the signs on the facades are still visible. Occasionally, there are pedestrians.
He was also in a hurry.
Three bullock carts drove slowly along a street lined with shops. Except for the driver, everyone else followed on foot.
The three men wearing the uniforms of the Imperial Palace soldiers looked around cautiously and pressed their knives tightly.
The "Wei Code" stipulates that private ownership of "armored crossbows and spears" is not allowed.
In the fifth year of Qingwu's reign, Zheng Taizu issued a ban: "Homes of common people in Kyoto are not allowed to store weapons privately."
The level is even more stringent. Except for the army, even police officers cannot easily equip themselves with knives. They are only equipped with iron rulers. Only the head catcher level can be equipped with knives.
In name, Juzi can be equipped with a sword, which is called "hanging a sword to travel around", but in fact, it is generally not allowed to use swords.
Only in the houses of meritorious officials, although crossbows are still not allowed, they are allowed to hold swords. However, if they openly wear swords, they must wear the uniforms of the imperial soldiers. Now these people have a big word "Dai" on their clothes, which means they are
Only in this way can people from Daiwangfu pass through.
A forty-year-old fat middle-aged man in charge took the lead. He was silent on the way and did not stop until he arrived at the door of a two-story street-facing shop.
This street is not far from Prince Dai's Mansion, about a stick of incense's walk away. Because it was getting late, some shops had closed, and most of the restaurants that were still open were sparse and few.
The shop where Daiwangfu's oxcart arrived sold a dazzling array of groceries from the north and south, as well as all kinds of merchandise. The shops on both sides were closed, but the door was still open, with bright light coming from inside.
The shop has two floors, a wooden structure, a typical small wooden building. The first floor has a large room that can accommodate dozens of guests hanging out at the same time, and several small rooms inside.
The large rooms sell ordinary goods of various types and are of high quality and low prices, while the small rooms sell slightly more precious goods, and the rarer things are more expensive.
The second floor was dark at the moment and was where the warehouse and shopkeepers stayed.
When he saw cars and people coming outside the door, the shopkeeper, who was about to bring his assistant Panku, recognized them at a glance as coming from Prince Dai's Mansion and hurriedly welcomed them out in person.
"Manager Liao, you are finally here!" The shopkeeper of the grocery store is a little older, in his early fifties. He has a kind face and kind eyes. He smiles before he speaks, making people feel friendly when he sees him.
But it would be a mistake to really think of him as a nice person who talks well.
This man can be regarded as a gangster. It is said that he once carried a load alone and worked as a peddler traveling around the world. Later, he joined a gang that made a living by transporting goods. His path was relatively wild and he still had lives on his hands.
Soon after arriving in Beijing, the Ye Dao people got to know each other and were considered acquaintances. When the Ye Dao people were ordered to develop the Dai Mansion's financial resources, he was called to help and became the shopkeeper of the shop.
When it comes to dealing with people from all walks of life, this is the instinct of this kind of people. This shop's business is very good. Even if it receives a large amount of goods at once, it can completely sell them through its own channels.
And this middle-aged man, Guanshi Liao, was a small steward of the Prince's Palace. Before the former Prince fell, he was a soldier of the Prince's Palace. After the Prince fell, he had no other way of earning a living and was unwilling to seek refuge with others, so he relied on farming and hard work.
Life is very hard to support a family.
It wasn't until the emperor's grandson returned to the capital and reconnected the prince's line that his family was taken over by the acting king and started over as a soldier.
However, after all, when I got old, that is, during the transition, I quickly let my eldest son take over. I was able to work as a small steward in the Prince Dai's Mansion, taking care of my younger son and nephew to handle some chores every day, and lived a happy life.
Both of these people are considered to be hard-working people who work very seriously and responsibly. After a few words of greeting, they started to deal with the business.
"Brother Ping, take the people to unload the goods and move them to the second floor." Manager Liao ordered his nephew Liao Ping, who was brought here this time.
Liao Ping gave a busy sigh and asked the soldiers to continue working with him.
It turned out that these three oxcarts were filled with gifts that the palace did not need. It was not suitable for the palace to sell them directly, so they simply sent them to the wild Taoist people to sell them in private shops.
They had already said hello and the shopkeeper gave the order, and the two clerks cooperated with the fu soldiers to unload the goods and move boxes one by one into the shop. Of course, due to the number of people, the main work was still done by the fu soldiers.
When the move was finally completed, the shopkeeper simply let them go without saying, "Thank you for your hard work."
Then he said to Manager Liao: "You have loaded the goods and delivered them. I guess you haven't had dinner yet? I just asked someone to buy some soy sauce meat and Chen Ji's cakes. They are very crispy. I might as well have eaten them."
Go back again?"
With that said, he asked people to bring food.
Manager Liao smiled: "Brother, you are interested, but there is no need. There is a big banquet in the mansion, and there are a lot of leftover dishes. Although many people have been busy all day and have not eaten enough water and rice, they are indeed hungry, but it is very close to the mansion, so it will be good to go back.
Food, and rewards will be given out."
"So forget about eating. You have tea here. You can bring some for us to drink in a few bowls."
Want to drink some tea? Of course, that’s enough!
The shopkeeper immediately asked the waiter to get tea, and asked people to move round stools so that these people could sit outside.
It's still busy inside, and Manager Liao is not in a hurry. Although the errand is a bit tiring, it is very relaxing. Even if he stays up all night without sleeping and goes back and forth several times, he is not afraid. Anyway, everything is done, and he will definitely get a reward. King Dai
You have always been generous and will not ignore your hard work. You can clearly see how many things you have done.
Just when he was thinking this, he heard footsteps.
The footsteps were very light, and it would have been impossible to hear them in this quiet night.
Manager Liao looked back and saw a few ordinary people passing by, so he turned back again.
The leading man was about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with a handsome appearance. Even if he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he still showed his heroic spirit. The unconcerned Manager Liao thought about it and suddenly noticed a detail.
"Huh?"
These people seem to be ordinary people, but the leader walks lightly and has weapons hanging on his waist. He is not like ordinary people!
Although this matter had nothing to do with him, as a former soldier, he still had a sense of crisis. For a moment, his hair stood on end, and he immediately felt that something was wrong.
Furthermore, the way the people looked at me just now was wrong!