What kind of political storm will this uproar set off by Yushitai in the central, southeastern, and southwestern regions of the entire Great Qi Dynasty?

The wind is invisible, the clouds are invisible, and the world is impermanent.

Who knows if she will step into a more complex and dangerous whirlpool?

Lin'an, it's here.

Orchids in exotic national costumes waving to you as you walk past them, her smiling blue eyes, the deep cleavage on her towering breasts, and the aroma of wine wafting from the shop will linger in your mind......

The charm of the exotic beauty has not yet been waved. In front of him, two young women wearing "scarlets" came to him, followed by two young maids in Tsing Yi. A hat with a brim. The thin black veil that extends from the brim of the young woman's hat to the knees envelops the whole person, and the posture is graceful and infinite.

Compared with the orchid that sells wine, this kind of old-fashioned woman's dress has a different taste.

Musical instrument shops, bookstores, jewelry stores, valerian shops, wine shops, porridge and cake shops, row upon row......

On the streets, there are not only Qi people, but also Turks, Uighurs, Tocharians and Sogdians, and even Kunlunnu, Goryeo women, Persian Hu, Nulinyi, Fan monks, Taoist people, etc., all kinds of people, as if the whole world has been condensed here.

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In front of the dresser, a maid stood behind Madame Mu, combing her long hair.

The curtain couch in the bedroom is dazzling; Makeup and pillows are also luxurious. Behind the six jade painting screens inlaid with gold and tortoiseshell snails is a huge bed of tassels and drapery. The bedding on the bed is fragrant and soft, and the ayara is shiny.

On a five-screen moire dresser of rosewood, there is a bronze mirror with diamond flowers and jade beads, which reflects the charming and moving face of Mrs. Mu. The hills overlap and the gold is extinguished, and the sideburns and clouds want to be fragrant and snowy.

Mrs. Mu looked in the mirror, and from her angle, she could see a figure reflected in the mirror from the edge of the screen.

The man was a man with a folded scarf and a robe with a collar, and he stood bowed. This man was reporting to Mrs. Mu: "Once the people of Yushitai left Beijing, they were rampant. In Jiannan Dao, Qianzhong Dao, and Lingnan Dao, they successively forced the Wuman, Baiman, Xie Man, and Slang Bureaucrats.

Now these barbarian leaders Qi Zhijing Shi sued the emperor, and they not only sued Yushitai, but also the officials stationed in these areas. The queen was furious at accusing them of greed and feeding them for a vegetarian meal, and has now ordered the government to investigate the matter thoroughly......"

Mrs. Mu sat quietly. While listening to his report. While opening the mirror casually, the door on the left side of the dresser opened silently, and a small wooden maid slipped out of it, with a snail on her head, her arms in front of her, and her hands holding face towels, makeup powder, eyebrows and other things.

Mrs. Mu took a box of makeup powder from the little wooden man's hand, and when she heard him say this, her hand suddenly stopped. She frowned in contemplation for a moment. Said slowly: "That is to say, the border counties such as Manjun County and Lingnan County. There will be a large number of officials who will be dismissed! ”

Away from Jiang waved his hand, the little maid behind him stopped and took a step back.

Mrs. Mu, with her long hair and shawl, slowly paced up in the room: "After this incident, the Yushitai is completely finished, and the officials who have something to do with the Yushitai will also be unlucky, and the officials of the border counties will replace a large number of people, and there will inevitably be a large number of vacancies in the court......"

Li Jiang's eyes flickered, and gradually became brighter: "No wonder An Ke, who has never shown up much, will invite me to a banquet, hehe." I'm afraid it has something to do with it! ”

Mrs. Mu Huo Ran turned her head, stared at him and said, "What is the movement in the court now?" ”

The man bowed and said, "Tian Chengqian and Tian Sansi are moving around, but they are not interested in the border wasteland, and they just want to use a deal to exchange more vacancies in the court from other factions for his people."

In addition, the brothers Zheng Anyi and Zhang Changzong have already heard the rumors. Trying to profit from it, they are also not interested in official positions outside the capital. The idea of fighting is the same as that of Tian Sansi and Tian Chengqian, and he also wants to use the method of helping others to win local official positions to install his own people in the court. ”

Mrs. Mu frowned, the crown prince was about to be unsecured, she dedicated her face to her mother, although she temporarily retained the position of crown prince through Zheng Anyi's peace, but she didn't expect that this person was not willing to be a face, and he was also so keen on power.

This sign made her very uncomfortable, but his power was still very limited, and Mrs. Mu did not think that the opposite head would become her confidant. So although I was a little unhappy in my heart, I didn't have the idea of making another enemy.

Mrs. Mu thought for a while, and then asked, "Isn't there any movement in Jiang Dexu?" ”

The man said: "Jiang Dexu is now gathering people from Kouqing Palace, Dali Temple and Yushi Youtai to thoroughly investigate the illegal affairs of the border officials, but I haven't seen him make any moves. ”

Mrs. Mu smiled slightly and said, "Yes, they are close to the water, so naturally they are not in a hurry!" ”

……

In a secluded back house and a spacious hall, there was a grand scene of more than a dozen guests gathering.

The hall is not luxuriously furnished, but it is clean and elegant.

The guests were not dressed in splendid costumes, and the clothes were plain, clean and comfortable. Judging from the position where these guests are seated, it is even more strange, most of these guests are old people in their seventies and eighties, and occasionally there are one or two prime and young people, but there is no certain rule for the order in which they are seated.

These people may not all be knights, nor are they officials, so the order of seating should be according to the age of the year, but in fact this is not the case, a middle-aged scribe in his forties and about forty years of age sits in the fourth seat at the top, and on the sixth seat is a handsome young man who looks just and weak in the crown, but the people who sit on their left and right are all gray-haired old men, I really don't know what rules they sit in.

These people are sitting on the ground one by one, even if it is a white-haired old man, they all have a straight neck, a straight waist, and sit extremely energetically, obviously for sitting and walking, they have been strictly trained since childhood, and have long developed a habit. Therefore, their words and deeds have a kind of dignity and grace in their bones.

Such some people. Most of them don't walk around outside all year round, and it is difficult to find a person in the entire Lin'an City who can recognize everyone in the hall, if there is one person who can really recognize these people. I'm afraid I want to be amazed, because these inconspicuous old men, middle-aged people and young people here have already gathered all the heads of the wealthy families of Himeji.

When these people get together, of course, what they are planning is a big deal, inside and outside the house, in a row of three alleys, all of them are full of their open and dark sentinels. Not even a fly could fly in, and how could anyone see their party.

It seems that they have been talking for a long time and are now entering a brief period of silence.

After a while. A white-haired old man sitting at the top said slowly: "Over the years, we have been trying to regain what should have belonged to us but has been lost by us!" It's a pity that we tried our best to infiltrate a batch. lost a number of people in the political struggle. So far, nothing has been achieved. ”

The old man's voice was old and hoarse, but no one dared to look at him as an old man with no strength and drooping, his voice still powerful, and his eyes still as sharp as an eagle's vulture.

He glanced coldly to the left and right, and emphasized in an accentuated tone: "This is an opportunity for our revival, a rare opportunity!" Maybe...... And our last chance! ”

He didn't say much, everyone here is smart people, and everyone should understand what he means. Since this opportunity is so important to everyone, it doesn't matter who gets more and who gets less. Everyone should do their best, and if anyone has other intentions because of this, it is everyone's public enemy.

The old man Qingqu, who was sitting in the second place, coughed lightly and said loudly: "The old man traveled to the East China Sea back then, and he once saw a fisherman catching crabs on the Penglai beach. The crab has eight legs and two claws, and the wicker basket is not without strength, and the crab can crawl out.

But the strange thing is that when the fisherman catches the first crab, he has to cover it to prevent it from crawling out, and when he catches more crabs, he doesn't even need to cover it. The old man, who was still a young man at the time, was curious, so he went to consult the fisherman, and the fisherman replied with a smile: 'If any crab wants to climb out, there are other crabs climbing on it, and none of them can climb up.' The old man looked closely, and sure enough! ”

When he said this, his voice paused, and he smiled: "What Gong means, I think everyone understands." I hope that everyone can put aside their prejudices, let go of their own gains and losses, and go all out for our common hope! Whoever wants to be the crab that no one can climb out of......"

The old man laughed twice, and there was a bit of murder in his voice: "That...... It's our public enemy! ”

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The other place is also a rockery, curved corridor cornices, this is a beautiful and elegant garden. Even a small grass here has traces of axe chisel, and any place is arranged with ingenuity and order.

The hall is very spacious, because there is only a few cases, and it seems very empty, there is a person sitting behind a few cases, about thirty years, light clothes and soft robes, ordinary appearance, but a pair of sharp eyes, he wears a high crown, wears a wide band, sits wide behind a few cases, quite a bit of the charm of the ancient Zhou Dynasty.

In front of him, there were long tables full of condiments and food: sauce, garlic, mustard, pepper, turnip, chili, green onion and ginger and other spices were served in small plates, and there were deer spine, lamb neck, chicken tongue, shrimp, hump, beef, mushrooms and other kinds of food, cut into slices, like flower petals.

In the middle of the table, there is a simple copper hot pot with a bronze tripod style, and the boiling water in the pot is boiling and steaming.

A feminine girl dressed in a plain narrow-sleeved skirt and a short waist skirt tied around her waist knelt on the side of several cases, and was leaning over the case, a pair of delicate little hands methodically put a flavor condiment into the boiling water, and made a pair of ivory chopsticks carry a piece of venison, rinsed it in the boiling water for a while, then dipped the sauce into a small orchid dish as thin as a cicada's wings, and held it in both hands in front of the master, the action was extremely elegant.

The high-crowned man did not look at the fragrant food she handed over, but leaned his shoulders slightly, supported his chin with one hand, and listened to the voice of a man standing bowed in the hall.

"Yao'er has arrived in Lin'an, and there has been no movement since then......"

The man with the high crown took the piece of shabu venison and put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, swallowed the venison, and then slowly sneered and said, "Yao'er! Now that she's back, it's time to die! ”

The person who bowed slightly hesitated and asked, "Isn't the eldest prince in Lin'an, do you want to discuss this matter with her?" After all, this Yao'er is a court official! ”

The man glanced at him coldly and said with a smile: "A mere Kou Qing Palace Chief, as long as she dies without flaws, what can go wrong!" Am I still unable to be the Lord in this matter? ”

The man's face changed, and he didn't dare to say more, so he hurriedly bowed down and said, "Yes!" ”

"Yao'er!"

The man with the high crown stopped the ivory chopstick, and his face showed resentment: "If it weren't for you, how could my family Yuyan be easily defeated!"

His eyes slowly raised, and Sen Ran said, "You go and arrange it, I want to hear about her death as soon as possible!" ”

The man didn't say anything more, but took a deep look and quietly withdrew.

He sent the man away, and the man began to eat. He eats very carefully, chews slowly, as if he is writing a word, is very patient and attentive, and never speaks while eating.

The little maid next to her soaked the fresh meat and dipped it in the sauce. When it was handed to him again, ordinary people would probably feel very impatient when eating like this. But this boy seems to have been used to eating like this, and his meal is really unpleasant, so the process of the maid shabu and dipping the sauce is also very calm.

At this time, someone was introduced into the hall again, so Brother Gongzi put down his chopsticks again, he did not have the habit of eating while talking.

This is a guest, not strictly speaking, not a guest, but a businessman.

There is only one thing this businessman sells, and that is people!

He was a slave trader, the biggest slave trader in Lin'an City, Feng Xiang.

Feng Xiang's figure is not burly, and even a little weak, and he always has a very humble smile on his face, but everyone knows his fierceness, and he can become one of the best slave traders in Lin'an, without any real ability, if he can suppress the cruel and cunning way of his subordinates?

But now the humble and humble expression on his face was respect from his heart, because the son he was sitting in front of him was surnamed Ouyang, this was a real child of a family, a person with huge power, Feng Xiang was not even qualified to lick his toes in front of this son.

Feng Xiang smiled before he could say anything, and humbly bent down to this Ouyang Gongzi.

Feng Xiang's slave source is very rich, whether it is the horse bandits in the grasslands of the Western Regions, or the pirates in the East China Sea and the South China Sea, they all have close ties with him. Therefore, Dongdi's prisoners of war, Ximan's ruined nobles, and Silla's maidens can flow into his hands in an endless stream.

The slaves handled by Feng Xiang have never been Qi people, because it is illegal to sell civilians in the country, the risk is too great, and the gains outweigh the losses. These alien slaves are also very popular with wealthy families, so Feng Xiang is a legitimate slave trader, so he has become the most popular businessman in a wealthy family, so he can have a place in front of Ouyang Gongzi.

But Feng Xiang stood there and refused to move a step, as if he was afraid of stepping on someone's hall. He cheered up and boasted to this high-crowned Ouyang Gongzi that the man in front of him who was not amazing was the heir of the Mo family's patriarch, and he was one of his biggest buyers. (To be continued......)