Yang Chengzu knew from the information obtained by Jinyiwei that there were many big officials, because they had to maintain their image as officials on weekdays, and their lives were too depressing, so they would change into people's clothes, go to those low-grade courtyard kilns, and find a prostitute with dozens of dollars to change their tricks and sprinkle fire once, so as to balance their hearts.

It is difficult to describe the variety of tricks, but in short, it is shocking. Including some old Confucians, or important ministers who hold a lot of power, are no exception.

But Wu Tingju is a politician, and with his own Qincha, he must still go to the best Qing building in Guangzhou, to find the so-called oiran who sells art but not Shen, and most of them have to listen to the piano and listen to music, poetry and wine, and sing together, until they look at each other right and can stay overnight. This kind of passing through the motions can't be called wrong, it's just part of officialdom etiquette.

From the face of the second-grade Fang Bo, he still had to sell it, so he ordered dozens of guards to follow, and followed Wu Ting out of the mansion and came all the way to a rather imposing gatehouse. Wu Tingju said for him, "This group of Fangyuan is our largest study apartment in Guangzhou, and the bustard's mother is from the Nanjing Jiaofang Division, and it is said that when Wumiao was in power, he still had a friendship with Li Xiya. ”

The two went in while talking, although it was still early, but the guy in Qinglou obviously knew Wu Tingju, and no one dared to stop him, but his eyes were rolling back and forth on Reinstein. Wu Tingju smiled, "There is a rule here, don't do Yiren business, because if you take Yiren, the girl's value will plummet, and Qin sent this honored servant ......"

"Hey, that's not fair! The great warrior Reinstein is not a Yiren, I am a Ming man, and I have a military department. Ryan Stein was obviously attracted by a few women who came out to greet guests, Yang Chengzu smiled, "It's always okay not to look for a girl, just eat and drink, right?" If you don't sell wine to the Yiren, won't the guests all starve to death? Lao Rui, you are eating flower wine here, which girl you have a crush on, and I will help you redeem it. ”

"Then I don't have to, I want to live a few more days." Remembering how brave and combative the family's wife, who was born in a theater troupe, Reinstein shook his head and sat down with the other guards to drink. Yang Chengzu's eyes were attracted by the stage built on the first floor of the Qing Building, and the gongs and drums on it sounded plausible, but he was vaguely imitating his own Peking Opera, but he didn't learn it yet.

Looking at it again, the repertoire performed above was the Juliet Festival Martyr's Record written by himself, and he looked at Wu Tingju on the side, and saw the latter smiling, obviously expecting him to have this kind of reaction.

"Qincha's literary name, Guangzhou here is also very long-awaited, and a few old concubines also can't put down those words. We have businessmen here who came to Ningbo to do business, and as a result, they became theater fans. I spent money to get a troupe and brought Peking Opera back to Guangzhou, and now there are more than a dozen large and small opera troupes here, and the repertoire is also those written by Qin Cha. is limited to no one to teach, and they can't be on the stage, and they laugh. ”

"Wu Weng, it's too polite, where can Yang take care of it." Sure enough, relying on one's own strength may not be able to promote the overall prosperity of Peking Opera, but as long as you take the lead here and create a big enough impact, some people will come out and follow suit. Even if there is a gap in singing and tunes, in short, it is a good thing to spread what you want to spread.

That Li Dongyang's old acquaintance also came out with a smile on his face at this time, this is a woman over thirty, but the charm still exists, while flirting with Wu Tingju and scolding the bridge, while looking at Yang Chengzu. Wu Tingju said a few words in her ear, and the bustard's mother's expression changed, and she actually restrained her smile and gave Yang Chengzu a salute in a dignified manner

"The little woman has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, it turns out that you are the bloody General Yang who killed the thieves in Zhejiang, and the slave family kowtowed to you. Don't hide it, the slave family is a Zhejiang person, if it is not for the family by the Japanese Kou, there is no need to enter this line, you killed so many real widows, I heard that even the Jingguan has built dozens of them, the slave family's feud should be avenged, but unfortunately the age is old, otherwise you have to repay your kindness with this body. Now I can only kowtow to you a few times, and let God bless you for all generations. ”

Yang Chengzu saw that the bustard's mother didn't seem to be fake, so he hurriedly picked her up, and with this relationship, the bustard's mother was even more enthusiastic, and arranged the two of them directly to the Oiran Xiao Zhilan's room. This Oiran surnamed Xiao is just sixteen years old, and it is said that he has not been combed before, and he will be sold for a large price when he has the opportunity.

Now that Tuen Mun is fighting, the Yichuan from Guangzhou is cut off, the overall business is average, and there is no suitable benefactor to pick up her first red. Here, it's just a matter of sitting, drinking tea, or talking.

Wu Tingju seemed to be very familiar with her, and after meeting, he instructed without any surprise: "Zhilan, take out the solutions around you today and serve them well, maybe your lover is right in front of you." If a noble person falls in love with you, isn't it better to elevate you as a young lady than to pick up a young lady here? ”

Xiao Zhilan glanced at Yang Chengzu a few times, her face was slightly red, and she seemed a little shy and didn't dare to look at him, but she still took the coat with her hands and feet quickly, and prepared tea and snacks for the two of them. It seems that although she is still young, she is already familiar with these basic skills, and she also knows how to adjust the atmosphere, so that everyone old and young think that they are with him.

Wu Tingju only told her a few jokes, and there was no intimacy, which seemed to prove that there was no special relationship between the two, so he looked at Yang Chengzu

"Qincha, the old man invited you to come over, in fact, I want to talk to you about something. These things are related to the safety and security of the whole of Guangdong, but it is a pity that now the officialdom of Guangdong is in charge, and even if the old man has the heart to contribute to the country, he cannot do anything if he is alone, and even self-protection is a big problem. Only when Qin sends you can you turn the tide and save the people from fire and water. ”

"The Franc machine is in Tuen Mun, no matter how much trouble it makes, after all, it is an enemy and a country, and if you don't like to hear it, even if you don't come, with the division of the two Guangzhous, you can destroy them sooner or later. It is not enough to deal with the problem of war, but the matter of maritime trade is related to the long-term safety of the two Guangzhou. People say that sea trade is beneficial to the country and the people, but in the eyes of old decay, it is the first thing that harms the people. ”

He pointed to Xiao Zhilan, who was tuning the strings there, "Like this Xiao girl, she is also the daughter of a white family, but because her family was doing business with the Franc Machine, she was deceived by those Buddhas, and all her family property was lost, and she also fell into the ranks." Although this official has the heart to protect her, he can only ensure that she is not bullied by the villain, and if you want to save her from the sea of suffering, you have to be a young hero like you. ”

Xiao Zhilan's hand shook slightly, the guqin made a trill, and her beautiful eyes were slightly red, as if she remembered something sad. Wu Tingju picked up the teacup and took a sip, "Zhilan, don't be too sad, there are not many people who have gone bankrupt because of the sea trade over the years." You have to be pretty good compared to those people, at least the people here are good to you, and if you go to those alleys, you will know what hell on earth is. Let's go to the sea to see, every year because of the sea trade because of the death of the family is unknown, everyone is a hard life. ”

"According to what Wu Fangbo said, sea trade is not beneficial to others?"

"Maritime trade may be beneficial, but it only benefits a small number of profiteers and people, and it is a great harm to the good people and the imperial court. The old man mentioned the political envoy and knew these things best. The imperial court did not collect much tax from the sea trade every year, but was used by the Yi people in the name of tribute to see the reality of coastal defense. Where there are many soldiers and where the people are rich in the thousands of miles of sea and frontier, they are all clearly seen by those who have a heart, and what safety is there in this Ming Dynasty? Moreover, Jiangnan is the land of fish and rice, but the sea trade is based on silk. Everyone is profit-seeking, taking Guangdong as an example. Since the establishment of the city in Guangzhou, Guangdong's field endowment has been reduced by more than 20% compared with the beginning, and some of it is to replace rice with silver to offset the grain endowment. If one day, everyone pays the silver and no one pays the grain, then what can we buy with the silver in our hands? ”

He was obviously very familiar with the business of his yamen, and as soon as he said it, he directly pointed to the key point, national food security. Yang Chengzu remained silent, and was about to listen to what he said next, but there was a commotion outside, the screams of women, and the sound of fighting.