The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the cool breeze is blowing, this is the most comfortable night in early summer, the common people in the capital are chatting with the neighbors at the door of their homes after dinner, the literati and writers go to the teahouse to drink and stir up their ambitions, and the merchants go to the red light district, among which the Qianmen Dashilar is the most famous and the most lively.

No matter what the situation is outside, the people in the city should still eat, sleep, and of course continue to have fun, as long as the sky does not fall, life will go on, the poor have the pastime of the poor, the rich have the fun of the rich, and the business of Dashilar has not been affected by the actual situation.

No one knows whether Huang Degong called ten girls or not, anyway, the public money was spent out of the front door and rushed into a certain rouge alley to find fun.

But he is not fighting alone, the red light district outside the front door is particularly lively today, bustling and even better than in the past, and the Tartar retired people have another reason to seek pleasure, and they have come together.

And there are a large number of soldiers among them, the four battalions and three battalions under the command of the Middle East Factory are almost exhausted, and they are also ordered to play, on the eve of the war, Chang Yu let these men under his command have a happy life, is to know if Ming'er will come out of the city and come back.

But in order to maintain the reputation of the army, Chang Yu ordered him to travel in plain clothes, and not to show his identity at will to cause trouble, and then gave Lao Jiu two thousand taels of silver and asked him to take the three battalions of brothers to be sure to spend the money.

This night, Dashilar almost fell out of the sky, according to the statistics of the Nancheng Terracotta Division that night, there were more than 20 drunken brawls that night, and then they were arrested, but the back of the head was almost big, which is a later story.

Just when the front door was very lively and about to explode, a carriage was parked at the mouth of an alley near Zhengjue Temple in Nanju Xianfang, Dongcheng, and several black-clothed men stood around the carriage, and it was faintly visible that they were carrying weapons.

A dark shadow walked slowly from the alley, and then got into the carriage, and there was a person lying in the car who was Chang Yu, the great eunuch of Dongchang.

"Big brother, the one with three horse-tied stakes at the door of the third house in front of you is the family of the servant of Zhou" Chunxiang got into the car and took a breath and looked at Chang Yu.

Who would have thought that Chang Yu, the dignified Daming Dongchang Factory Gong in the capital on the bank of the Qing army's iron hooves, was doing an unsightly secret at this time: she was entrusted by Princess Kunxing to mess up her marriage.

If it were someone else, it would naturally not take this job, and of course, if it was someone else, Zhu Yujiao would not entrust this matter, but at the moment, it was none other than Chang Yu.

For Chang Yu, if this matter is entrusted by others, he will ignore it at all, but it is difficult for him to say a word to Princess Kunxing, this kind of pity brought from later generations is difficult to say clearly, anyway, Princess Kunxing here, he has no bottom line, and he will do his best to do whatever the princess wants.

But how to stir up the yellow matter, he really couldn't understand it for a while, and frowned and looked at Chunxiang opposite: "Have you thought of a good way?" ”

Well, Chunxiang nodded and made a motion to wipe his neck: "I will send a few henchmen to do it and make it a ...... of the scene of being robbed and killed" Before he finished speaking, he was reprimanded by Chang Yu in a low voice: "Nonsense!" Zhou Shixian didn't do anything, what is the crime? Even if there is, it is not a capital offense."

Chunxiang spread his hands: "Big brother wants to help again, and I don't want to do bad things and I am soft-hearted, then I can't do it, anyway, in my opinion, this is the simplest and most direct way."

"It's direct, but it's not simple at all, let's not talk about letting Zhou Shixian die unjustly, he is the emperor's hand-picked concubine, you killed him, Long Yan was furious, and he would inevitably let Dongchang solve the case within a limited time, and then you had to get a substitute for the dead, and in the blink of an eye, several lives were gone, so you can talk about where it is simple."

Chunxiang rubbed his nose with a little embarrassment: "I didn't think about it so much, then what do you say, why did you respond to Princess Kunxing, big brother, this matter is too tricky, a careless ......"

Chang Yu lowered his eyebrows and said nothing, got up and got out of the car and walked slowly towards the alley, the black shadow in the distance wanted to get closer, but was stopped by Chunxiang behind him, and the two walked silently along the corner of the wall one after the other.

At this time, the sky was dark, and there were few pedestrians on the street, and even wild cats and wild dogs could not be seen in this kind of black alley, Chang Yu walked lightly to the door of the Zhou Mansion and looked up.

The servant is one of the nine qing, responsible for the emperor's horse and horse administration, to put it bluntly, he is the driver of later generations, although this position is not high, but it is even trusted by the emperor, just like the drivers of many leaders in later generations, that are all confidants, and therefore Zhou Shixian will be selected as a concubine, he himself is a captain, similar to a bodyguard with a car.

In short, a royal son-in-law does not have to be a big family, but he must be reliable.

"Have you come up with a way to set the fire on it after a long time?" Chunxiang saw Chang Yu walking in front of people's houses for a long time behind him, like a thief.

Chang Yu turned his head and glared at him: "You have not only been murderous recently, but you have also learned ruthlessly."

Chunxiang pouted: "Hasn't our East Factory always been like this, who can be controlled by this way."

Chang Yu was speechless for a while, sighed and looked up at the sky and bright moon: "It's okay to be ruthless, but you don't want to break the bottom line when you kill innocents" As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the carriage, and suddenly thought of something, so he asked Chunxiang: "Have you investigated Zhou Shixian?" ”

"I don't know how long and thick he is, what do you want to know, big brother, this kid is a reliable person, and I haven't found anything out of the ordinary." Chunxiang said.

"He has been designated as a concubine, and on the eve of the wedding, he is cautious and does not dare to do anything out of the ordinary" Chang Yu nodded slightly, and said: "Do you remember that when the emperor chose a concubine for Princess Kunxing, the ministers recommended two people, Zhou Shixian is only one of them, and you know who the other one is?" ”。

Chunxiang pondered for a moment and said: "I heard about this when I investigated, I don't know who it is, but it seems that it was brushed down because of personal morality."

Chang Yu smiled and said nothing, because he had an inexplicable pity for Princess Kunxing in his previous life, he had read many of his historical materials, and remembered a passage that when choosing a son-in-law, the winners were two surnamed Zhou, but "one of them, the minister corrected the family education and was not careful" finally fell on Zhou Shixian's head.

Tutoring is not careful, to put it bluntly, it is a disorderly private life.

Chunxiang Changyu brothers are concentric, and when they see their smiles, they know their meaning: "Yes, your trick may not be clean."

Chang Yu smiled: "At least no one needs to die because of this!" Isn't it easier than killing someone? ”

"The people in our East Factory are not good at this kind of fine work, and the farther this matter is thrown, the better, why don't you leave it to the Twelve Taibao to do" Chunxiang proposed, Chang Yu nodded after thinking about it, and raised his legs to get into the carriage.

"Is the factory going back to the palace or the yamen?" Lao Hu asked in a low voice.

Chang Yu was silent in the car: "Go home, Lao Hu, go back to the yamen by yourself and let Chunxiang catch the car."

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