"Okay, okay, okay, that's it!" Zhu Di laughed, "Qi Jing, go to the envoy of the Ghost Power Red and ask what's going on, if the Tatars dare to fight, I will accompany it to fight!" ”

Qi Jing understood at this time, and his mouth opened at the moment, the establishment of a militia organization and the major transformation of the army were all suggestions made by himself to Zhu Di, at that time, the Beijing division had not yet been defeated!

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Qi Jing, who specially came to Xingshi to ask for guilt, visited Honglu Temple again, Su Wei's eyes are not eyes, and his nose is not his nose to meet Qi Jing, which made Qi Jing inexplicable.

After entering the lobby of Honglu Temple and seeing that there was no one else around, Qi Jingcai cautiously asked, "Master Su, did I provoke you?!" ”

"Yo, how could the dignified Fengtianbo provoke a little person like me!"|Su Wei's nostrils were facing the sky, and he said that Qi Jing didn't mess with him.

"Master Su, let's be officials in the same dynasty, don't scold me!"

"How dare I scold you, I said Lord Qi, you can do it, can you return those boats of silver to those two Japanese?" Su Wei rubbed his head, "They keep crying in my ears every day, can't you let the old man live for a few more years?" ”

"No, Lord Su, I may rob more of Japan's silver in the future, you are tired!" Qi Jing sighed and patted Su Wei on the shoulder.

Su Wei was speechless when he heard this, and he also knew that this was the decision of the imperial court, and Su Wei didn't really want to let Qi Jing return the silver, but he really couldn't stand it and complained, "Let's go, go see Amulu, I said that you are not allowed to draw a knife for a while." ”

"I'll try my best!"

"No, you have to promise me!"

"All I can say is that I try my best!"

"Oh my God, Honglu Temple Siqing is not a human job!" It's really not a human job, and it's really unbearable to answer their naïve questions every day in front of a pile of dirt buns.

Amulu didn't know what Qi Jing was doing, he subconsciously picked up the mace on his waist, Qi Jing looked at Amulu with a smile when he saw this, "Master Su, you look, it's not that I Qi Jing doesn't agree to you・・・・・・"

"Amulu envoy, this person in front of you is the Fengtianbo of the Ming Dynasty, please be respectful and don't affect the relationship between the two countries!"

"The relationship between the two countries is already in jeopardy, there is no need to affect it!" {

"What do you mean?!"

"What do I mean?!" Qi Jing sneered, "You Tatars are trying to get close to my border for various reasons, and on the day of my wedding, you want tens of thousands of cavalry to congratulate me?!" Amuru, are you a fool when I am a Daming?! ”

As soon as Qi Jing said this, Su Wei's face next to him instantly turned cold, "Amulu envoy, I hope you will find out about this matter as soon as possible, but before we figure it out, our negotiations will be suspended for a while." ”

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Lan Wei changed into civilian clothes after getting off the morning today, and came to the Qinhuai River, the painting boats on the river are only open at night, but the Baihualou on the side of the Qinhuai River is open all day.

Qi Jing's system of two shifts during the day shift and night shift has made Baihualou full of vitality, especially Qijing's new policy of selling art and not selling oneself has made Baihualou's business during the day extremely prosperous.

Since ancient times, the dream of eloping to the end of the world despite the world's eyes has been filled in the hearts of every scholar, but the dusty women in the Qinglou in the past really discouraged these self-proclaimed scholars and gentlemen.

Now it's different, Baihualou promises to the outside world that the women in the day shift are definitely virgins, if you want to kiss Fangze, please please please yourself.

If it's a robbery, it's really embarrassing, who is the backstage of Baihualou, you won't know it, right?!

When Lan Wei entered the Baihua Building, he heard an enthusiastic voice shouting, "Lord Lan, this way!" ”

When Lan Wei heard this, it turned out to be Hou Hui, "I said Hou Hui, did you confess successfully, what's the matter with your face?!"

Hou Hui touched the plaster on his face and smiled bitterly, "This, this, it's unbearable to look back, don't say it, Lord Lan, are you here for Miss Huan'er today?" ”

"Did I come to see you?!" Lan Wei pursed his lips, looked at the loud hall on the first floor of Baihua Building, and suddenly asked, "Qi Jing earns a lot a month!" ”

Hou Hui's face did not change when he heard this, "You are joking, Lord Qi is just a guest of honor in Baihualou, our boss is Qin Wanxi, Mrs. Qin ・・・・・・"

"What's the difference between this and Qijing?!" Lan Wei said through gritted teeth.

"Of course, there is a difference, Mrs. Qin will not be stared at by you every day when she is doing business."

Lan Wei gritted his teeth and looked at Hou Hui, but he had to admit that it was true, the Ming Dynasty did not have a law that did not allow women to do business, but there were great restrictions on officials doing business, that is, they were afraid that officials would fake public affairs and personal interests.

From the outside, Baihualou looks like a cheesy green building, but once inside, it is simply breathtaking. I don't know where Qi Jing got these means, he actually set up a big platform in the hall on the first floor of Baihua Building, constantly changing people to perform programs, change tricks, dance or something.

The most attractive thing is that from time to time those 'ladies', most of these innocent women are suffering from family changes and fell here, these women have a characteristic, that is, they are proficient in literature, they will perform in Baihualou from time to time, and if you want to be their guest, you have to answer their questions, or compose poems, or do pairs, in short, win their hearts, you are the guest.

No matter how much money you have, it's useless, even if you are a beggar on the street, as long as you please him, you will be the guest of honor in Baihualou today!

Such rules make countless readers yearn for it very much, look, we are not here to visit the Qinglou, but to discuss poetry and songs!

The semi-circular design allows as many people as possible to see the performer's face, and it also allows the sound to travel farther.

Hou Hui led Lan Wei to the small table on the left, and said with a smile, "My son-in-law has long known that Lord Lan will come, so he has already reserved a place, and my son-in-law will come to accompany Lord Lan for a drink after finishing his business in a while." ”

Lan Wei snorted, his face was a little red, it seemed that he had already known about what he was interested in Miss Huan'er, Qi Jing had already known, so he was waiting to find a day to fix me, "It's better to tell your son-in-law not to come, lest Lord Ben check his account." ”

Hou Hui rubbed his face, "For Miss Huan'er's sake, you are reluctant to check our accounts, you are a master who pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade・・・・・・"

"Fuck off!"

"Lord Lan, Miss Huan'er is out!"

Hearing this, Lan Wei hurriedly looked at the platform.