As the lights come on, the capital city appears hazy in the neon lights of the night.
Wanchun Court is next to Fengyue Cottage, bustling with activity and beautiful scenery. It used to be a place full of singing birds and dancing swallows, and beautiful women were everywhere.
Until Fengyue Cottage became the property of a certain Xiao Li.
"Well, after we've had some wine, we'll go to Fengyue Cottage and have another drink to relieve our fatigue."
"Why are you going? That place is now a foot-washing place, and the girls there are very strong."
"Tsk, how big can it be?"
"Master Song, you know, I went there once and I'm still trembling today."
Several nobles in scantily clad attire were shaking their heads and talking.
Suddenly, a cold snort was heard from the door.
"I think he's going to close down in a few days!"
Who talks so coolly?
The hall was quiet for a moment, and everyone turned around to look, only to see that the person who spoke had a pale face.
It was the 'Mr. Song' mentioned by several guests just now.
Upon seeing this, all the diners in the hall started laughing, and some even echoed a few words.
Song Qian sat down angrily:
"If my father hadn't been busy with the Hundred Flowers Festival these past two days...you guys would have gone with me to watch it in a few days!"
"I had something to do that day."
“I’m going to be sick that day.”
His tablemate leaned back slightly. None of the children from official families dared to accompany him to Fengyue Cottage.
at the same time.
The internal structure of Wanchun Courtyard, starting from the second floor, is connected by cloud-like staircases. Each room is like a staggered flower bud, all hanging from the ceiling.
The higher you go, the higher the quality becomes.
Top floor.
The son was talking nonsense at the table while the father was sweating profusely at the table.
"Hey, Uncle Zhong, that dress has already been made and it's quite expensive. Why don't you take it back and wear it? It's just right for this cold weather."
"Forget it. I'm not so poor that I don't have enough clothes in winter."
"The food and wine at Wanchun Court are still a little inferior, but the location is nice, right next to Fengyue Cottage. How about I buy it and give Uncle Zhong a share? I can bring the soldiers from Southern Xinjiang to the Imperial Capital to liven things up in the future."
"Um?"
Shangshu Song and Shilang Qian couldn't help wiping their cold sweat while listening to the conversation between the two, but found that they could not wipe it off.
It seems like they are on a pirate ship!
"My Lords, why are you so sad?"
Li Mo turned around and looked at the officials in confusion.
"Hehehe...When I think of the hardships that the soldiers who guard the border have gone through, I feel ashamed!"
Minister Song looked worried about the country and the people.
[Congratulations to the host for successfully investing 50,000 taels of gold in Song Baiyue. ]
【You have an investment feedback to be collected. 】
Looking down at the system prompt for the final payment, Li Mo smiled and gave him a thumbs up:
"light and spacious."
As he spoke, his eyes swept across the faces of each adult.
He actually doesn't care how much these people get. After all, anyone who can sit in this position is at least destined to rise to the top. No matter how much they get, he will not lose out.
What is more important is the investment feedback from southern Xinjiang.
When the food and military supplies are transported over, in addition to the feedback, there will also be a lot of power from all living beings.
When the topic turned to border affairs, Minister Song took the lead, and after a few drinks, the others followed suit, whether they meant it sincerely or not.
"Yes, the conditions in southern Xinjiang are harsh, and it is indeed difficult to be stationed at the border."
Minister Qian drank a glass of wine.
"It's difficult for the soldiers, so why not for us?"
The senior official beside him touched his belly and burped: "The treasury is empty, and the southern border is far away. The food, fodder, military supplies, and various materials transported there have already been consumed. If we want to maintain that place, the burden is too heavy."
"No matter how hard it is, we cannot let the royal family and Your Majesty suffer, so we have to let the soldiers suffer a little more."
"The situation will improve a lot after this batch of supplies are sent, but it is just a drop in the bucket..."
Prince Zhennan listened to them toasting each other, rubbed his brows, and was about to stand up.
Loss of materials and fodder...
There were Sumeru items, and the military supplies did not need a large army to escort them. A lot of them were damaged along the way. Where did they go?
"I plan to set up some business with Uncle Zhong in the Imperial Capital."
"Oh? Which ones?"
“Let’s start from this street.”
“….”
Prince Zhennan had just stood up halfway when he suddenly felt his legs go weak and he sat back down.
There was silence at the table for a moment.
In the Dayu Dynasty, the salaries of officials were not high, and the officials worked diligently to make extra money. If they wanted to buy a house in the inner city near the imperial city, they would have to think for a long time.
Today they learned a new unit of measurement.
Who would buy property by the number of units?
Even the richest man in the capital doesn't have this ability. They can't help but wonder if Li Mo has some magical skill that can turn stone into gold?
After three rounds of drinks, the table became unusually calm.
Zhong Qin coughed lightly and glanced over, finding that the adults were all silent, but their eyes were unusually bright. They seemed to be hesitant to speak, but none of them opened their mouths.
Like a hungry wolf, his eyes were glowing green.
Don't show off your wealth, which is why Li Mo just pulled me in.
Who can resist money?
"Young Master Li, I told His Majesty that you are a rare talent, and today I find that you seem to be even more heroic than I imagined."
"What Young Master Li? He is my brother. If you don't mind, we can become brothers..."
"As the saying goes, every year is like this day, every year is like this day. I think there is still a long time for us to come, a long time to come!"
"Come on, brother, let me toast you."
"We are in charge of business affairs. If there is any problem, we are all family members, so we can talk it out."
The atmosphere at the table was suddenly filled with joy and harmony.
Even Sun Gui was looked up to.
At this moment, he deeply understood a certain sentence.
Money can make things happen. If it doesn't, it means you don't have enough money...
Downstairs, Song Qian hung his head. After getting drunk, he subconsciously walked towards Fengyue Cottage.
As he walked out of the door of Wanchunting, a cold wind blew, sobering him up a little and bringing back bad memories.
He didn't dare to enter the door now, and could only sit back in the carriage with a furious look on his face.
"One day, sooner or later..."
Before I could finish my thought, I saw a group of people coming out of the door.
"Hey, there's a rock in front of us. How dare you block my brother Li's way."
"It's time to change the name of our street. It doesn't sound good."
"I declare that from now on, this will be called Bully Street!"
Look at the middle-aged man who smells of alcohol and keeps calling me "brother", and the young man who is treated like a star.
"???"
The servant pointed and said, "Master, is that the master?"
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