The imperial courts of all dynasties were basically poor to death.

As soon as there is civil strife, tax revenue will be affected, and the whole army will need money to quell the chaos, and if you do it a few more times, the court will be directly poor and dragged to death by the economy.

But the Qing Dynasty is the most special one for 5,000 years.

Unified the Central Plains, not how strong he is, it is purely that the Ming Dynasty itself played itself to death, just like that, if it wasn't for Wu Sangui to let the Manchu Qing Dynasty enter the customs, there would be nothing to do in the Qing Dynasty.

The dynasty did not fall because of poverty.

Even, at this time, the Qing court, on the contrary, was the best time in the past 5,000 years, in 1911, the Qing court's tax revenue reached 300 million taels of silver.

300 million taels, what is the concept?

With so much money, any king of the dead country can jump for another two years.

It can be said that at this time, the Qing court had already tasted the sweetness of opium, produced and sold it by itself, and smoked a lot of cigarettes among the whole people.

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Guangzhou City, a foreign port, is naturally indispensable.

This Fushou Street is inconspicuous, but it is the most profitable place in the entire Guangzhou City, which is controlled by the major forces of Guangzhou Prefecture, and even the former Shahe Gang and the White Lotus Sect cannot be squeezed in.

Ye Shu was in charge of the Shahe Gang at the beginning, and everything was prosperous, and not long after the establishment of the school, he was about to enter Beijing to assassinate Cixi, and he didn't have time to pay attention to this.

Now, it's just time to kill pigs for the New Year!

On Fushou Street, the old signboards and lazy crowds always give people a feeling that it is too late for twilight.

All the people here didn't care about the changes outside, even if they saw Ye Shu's more than 200 people, they were lazy, and they didn't even bother to check what was going on.

More than 200 subordinates, dressed as white lotus people, walked on the street, no one dared to walk on the opposite side, rushed into more than 30 cigarette pipes on Fushou Street, just like a tiger into a flock of sheep.

Ye Shu is also a little curious about this notorious smoke house.

At the moment, he didn't shake his hands at the shopkeeper, followed by Chang Qiankun, who had been following, and walked into the smoke house of a "Shouchun Pavilion" next to him.

After entering, it was much more enthusiastic.

"Yo, the little one is going to say goodbye to the second master! The second master, please sit down, please use tea first, the small one will arrange a room for you, I don't know this master, do you want the girl to wait......"

Very welcoming!

Ye Shu was very patient with the pig he wanted to kill, and he didn't make a move immediately when he heard the words, but just smiled: "Don't be busy first, I'll see what kind of ...... this smoke house is."

After that, he ignored the others, and walked inside as if no one was around.

The first thing that catches your eye is a huge room, or warehouse.

The low beds are distributed on the sides of the walls, and all of them are separated by gauze tents, dividing them into private spaces.

The smell in it was extremely unpleasant, worse than the girl's aunt's towel, and dozens of people smoked in it, choking Ye Shu to the core.

But these people didn't seem to feel this unpleasant smell, and they all showed weird smiles on their faces, especially those female smokers, who were full of ugliness.

The shopkeeper who chased after him smiled and said, "Master, you must not be able to use medicine here, please go here, and the small one will guide you......"

He wanted to lead the way and took Ye Shu straight to the private room.

Ye Shu ignored him, walked two steps, and saw that there was a "private room" next to him, so he pushed open the door.

Inside it looks "elegant, noble" much more, the bed is a few high, the decoration is extraordinary, a man with a burnt face is lying there with his eyes closed.

A young guy was leaning over the side, putting down the cigarette gun in his hand, taking a cup of warm tea, and feeding tea to the mouth of the burnt yellow man who was too lazy to move.

A man who is dozens of years old, lying there, doesn't move his fingers, and lets people feed cigarettes and water, like a walking corpse.

Hearing the knock at the door, the man's eyelids jumped, but he didn't bother to open his eyes to see what was happening.

Ye Shu glanced at it and closed the door casually.

"Ouch, this lord, this is a private room with the Lord, it's not good to disturb people at will, please come with me......"

Before the shopkeeper finished speaking, Ye Shu pushed open another private room.

In this private room, it is not as simple as before.

The smoker was a middle-aged and noble woman, wearing only a close-fitting coat, and was sitting there with a handsome male actor sitting next to her, holding her shoulder with one hand.

With the other hand, pinch somewhere else.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the woman looked up dissatisfiedly, and saw that although Ye Shu was wearing a curtain cover, he was slender and straight, and suddenly smiled and said, "Little brother, do you want to come in together?"

Ye Shu closed the door directly.

The shopkeeper on the side, his face was already ugly, and when he saw that Ye Shu was about to open the third door again, he preemptively stopped in front of Ye Shu, and said with a smile: "Master, you forgive me, we still don't see these other guests!"

"Phew!"

Where would Ye Shu take care of him, and only kicked him in the door.

Now, I didn't even need to open the door, and I saw the scene in the house.

This room is wonderful, a fat man is lying there, two girls are waiting, beating their legs, pinching their shoulders, there are fruits next to them, and there is a smell of honey tea.

The fat man was leisurely touching the girl's little hand, when a man suddenly fell in at the door, startled him, and then scolded angrily: "Dog minion, don't you want to live?

The shopkeeper on the ground covered his waist and screamed miserably.

Hearing his scolding, Ye Shu raised his eyebrows, grabbed a round stool next to him, and smashed it directly at the fat man.

The fat man's mouth was extremely arrogant, but he didn't have much kung fu in his hands, and he was smashed by Ye Shu's stool, and his head was broken and bleeding, and the two girls were so frightened that they fled to the side.

"You dare to beat me! You dare to beat me! I am the second son of the political envoy of this city, you dog slave dare to ......."

It can be seen that the fat man is very arrogant on weekdays, even if Ye Shu doesn't look like a person to mess with, but in the eyes of the fat man, it doesn't seem to be nothing.

I actually got up and came over directly, and asked for a fan of the leaf book's ears!

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, Ye Shu got bored, and with a heartwarming kick, he was more skilled than Ximen Qing kicking Wu Dalang, and directly kicked the fat man down on top of the low table, rolled his eyes, foamed at the mouth, and passed out.

"There's no need to look at it!"

At the beginning, there was still a novelty, but after a few glances, I don't know if it was because of the lack of air circulation, Ye Shu felt uncomfortable.

These people in front of them, said to be people, are almost similar to corpses!

"Take the shopkeeper down!

Ye Shu coldly ordered and walked directly outside.

He doesn't like this place!

Later, Chang Qiankun hurriedly responded, grabbed the shopkeeper on the ground, put the other party's money bag into his arms first, and then escorted him, took the account book, and walked outside.

There are also smokers around who hear and see movement.

But seeing that Ye Shu didn't trouble them, he lazily went back to his bed one by one and continued to smoke......

PS: Thanks to the 1000 of the idiot and the downstairs Shabi, the 2500 of Kalia ovo Zorgen, and the 500 tip of the origin 1V2.