Chapter 189: Caring for the Qin Pavilion is in turmoil

Wang Tong made the arrangements, and before he started to act the next day, a dead-faced head of the military department and Hou Baihu of the experience department came, urging Wang Tong to take up his post as soon as possible.

The relationship between the Ministry of War and Jinyiwei is to issue documents as usual, there is no interest involved, the head of the Ministry of War seems to be here to drive people, Hou Baihu of the Department of Experience has dealt with Wang Tong many times, he understands this matter clearly, and he thought that Wang Tong was finished this time, and the cabinet raised such a big storm to deal with a small hundred households, so this small hundred households would not die without a place to be buried.

Unexpectedly, the result came out, Wang Tong was really kicked out of the Beijing Division, and he was actually sent to Tianjin Sanwei to do the punishment of thousands of households, others don't know, this Hou Baihu knows that the Jinyi pro-army and several noble families broke their heads for this position, but the result was that Wang Tong got it, who is behind this is terrifying to think about.

The main thing has always been urging, and Hou Baihu is accompanied by a smiling face, and said in a loud voice:

"Lord Wang still has any difficulties in going out of Beijing this time, if the moving car is not enough, if the money is insufficient, the pro-army can make up for one or two, how can you not suffer your own family."

"Subordinate Xue Zhanye, meet Grandpa Zhang. ”

In front of the big and small leaders of the East Factory, although Zhang Cheng, the eunuch of the ceremonial eunuch Bingbi, is not as good as the palm print eunuch Feng Bao, he is also extremely majestic.

The first celebrant is the eunuch with the palm print, the head of the internal supervision yamen, and the second is in charge of the east factory, called the factory owner or the factory public, looking for the old example, the palm seal and the factory owner shall not be held by one person, Feng Bao holds these two positions at the same time, and naturally has great power, in addition to the clerical room and the ceremonial room.

As usual, if the ceremonial eunuch is in charge of the clerical room or the ceremonial room, he must be transferred to the internal official supervisor, but Feng Bao also broke this law.

The weight is like a mountain, but there are just as many things as a mountain, even if Feng Bao wants to take care of it, he can't take care of it at all, the result is that he is grasping the power, but Zhang Cheng still has to assist Zhang Cheng in the general affairs of the East Factory.

"Xue Baihu, our own family, we don't have to be so polite, get up!"

Xue Zhanye thanked Xue Zhanye again, stood up, and said with a smile:

"Think about it when you were in Yuwang Mansion, you were still a stunned wild boy, and now you are on your own."

"If it weren't for my father-in-law's promotion and care, Jiajing's forty-four years younger would have been beheaded, and there would be today."

The two sides said a few polite words, and Zhang Cheng vaguely said the matter of the Public Security Division, even if Xue Zhanye was a calm surname, he couldn't help but move excitedly.

"Your surname is stable, and you have a close relationship with our family, and your relationship with Wang Tong is also good, and the errand of the Department of Public Security will be given to you to take the lead, but the will document or something, it is estimated that it will be the next year, you have a preparation in your heart, and you should figure out who to use."

Xue Zhanye clenched his fists deeply, hurriedly agreed, and asked hesitantly when he looked up:

"Grandpa Zhang, Feng Qianhu's ......"

"When the will comes down, he will naturally know, our Feng Jin, only Gonggong Feng in his eyes, don't trouble him, there is something I have to explain to you, all these things are suggested by Wang Tong, long live the Lord adopted, Wang Tong, you can weigh and understand?"

Feng Jin is said to be Feng Bao's nephew, the head of the Dongchang family, and Feng Bao's die-hard loyalist, never buying the accounts of other eunuchs, so Zhang Cheng has such a sentence.

"Everyone discussed before, this Wang Tong left the Beijing Division, and it is not a big problem to be a commander in a few years, and how to go next depends on whether the saint still remembers the feelings, according to what the father-in-law just said, Wang Tong's future is more than this, and I can't guess how far it goes."

"Our family also thinks like this, Wang Tong has made a lot of industries in Beijing in the past six months, we have to take care of him, if there is a day to come back, this is a real love."

Hearing Zhang Cheng say this, how could a thoughtful person like Xue Zhanye not understand, and hurriedly clasped his fists and said:

"Thank you Gonggong Zhang for reminding me that my subordinates will lead people to walk through the merchants with the Ping An brand today and say hello to people everywhere, so that no one will take the opportunity to make trouble."

Before the fifteenth day of the lunar month, the trading merchants around the country will be closed, so that the shopkeepers can go home for the New Year, and even the local shops will be closed on the twenty-fifth day of the lunar month.

But the gambling house is different from the Qinglou, the gambling house is the New Year's Day, the New Year is the time when the gamblers have some spare money in their hands, and the Qinglou is to close the door before the tenth day of the lunar month, although some small courtyards do not abide by this rule, but those high-grade big businesses are done like this.

It is said that they are afraid that some businessmen from other places will be nostalgic and will not go back for the New Year, and the families of these pleasure seekers are afraid that they will get into trouble.

And the local opening is too late, this year when the place is closed, some people usually have a point of jealousy at this time I am afraid that it will be ten points, trouble to come to the door, the future business will not be done, the girls in the high-end yard are more dependent on the color of the art of charming, rather than the work of the bed, but also need a period of recuperation and rest.

On the fifth day of the lunar month, many people waited in the teahouses around the Qin Pavilion early, and this year, the Qin Pavilion will be closed on the sixth day of the lunar month, and the "Eighteen Heavenly Girls of Yaochi" who are becoming more and more famous in Beijing will be the last show, hurry up and take a look, and there are some other rumors, so that everyone feels that they may not be able to see it in the future.

Song Chanchan didn't know the news of Wang Tong's change of position, and after reporting the news that day, she came back trembling and lived a trembling life, although there was no disaster coming, but she didn't hear too much news in the Qin Pavilion.

Song Chanchan is a person who has personally experienced this officialdom, and knows how terrible this thing is, at this very moment, she is cautious, and she doesn't dare to have anything to do with Wang Tong, lest she be implicated.

Closing the door early is also to avoid the disaster as soon as possible.

Song Chanchan was in her small house, the doors of the house were wide open, and a steward was bowing down to report to Song Chanchan, who was wearing a peony satin.

Whether it was reported or listened, her face was quite ugly, and at the end, Song Chanchan nodded, gritted her teeth and said:

"I don't know it, I can't help it, anyway, we didn't spend money to buy these eighteen girls, and it's not a pain for my aunt and grandmother to rob them, those little girls have already been willing to do so."

After speaking, he walked towards the Qin Pavilion, and the steward hurriedly followed.

The so-called "Eighteen Heavenly Girls of Yaochi" is the cash cow of the Qin Pavilion, and the treatment is naturally different, Song Chanchan arranged a separate courtyard for them alone, the residence is separated separately, and the grooming and dressing up are specially hired to renovate the head and face of the master mother-in-law, who specializes in serving these girls.

When Song Chanchan walked into the yard, she could hear the chatter in the house, these girls didn't know what it was like to be sad, and they were very happy in the house.

Song Chanchan opened the door and went in, and the girls who were dressing up in the room saw that it was her, and they all quickly got up and said a thousand blessings, and said in a coquettish voice:

"Say hello to Sister Song."

Looking at these carefree girls, Song Chanchan sighed and said in a low voice:

"Yesterday, Fang Zhongping, the third son of the Anping Hou family, and his group of fox friends and dog friends gambled in Fushou Building, and they have divided a few of your sisters, and whoever wants them will push Pai Gow out."

The girls couldn't help but be stunned when they heard this, and then they all screamed, Song Chanchan's ability to observe words and emotions is first-class, and she has seen that this "eighteen heavenly girl" was obviously full of joy before she was surprised, and she almost covered her mouth and snickered.

Song Chanchan shook her head, found a chair to sit down, and said indifferently:

"You careful aunts and grandmothers know in your hearts that when the one who was dragged by Fang Zhongping was blocked by Wang Tong, he complained a few words when he went back, saying that he was nosy."

Hearing her say this, a girl's face turned pale and she lowered her head with shame, Song Chanchan ignored it, and continued:

"Women like us, that is, begging a solid family to redeem themselves, or saving enough to redeem themselves, do you think it is a good thing to be snatched back by the Marquis of Anping and his gang of rich and noble brothers?"

Although the girls did not answer this question, several of them showed approving expressions on their faces, and a sneer hung on the corner of Song Chanchan's mouth:

"If you really snatch it back and let you be a concubine, even if it's a maid who sleeps, my aunt and grandmother won't stop you from being rich, but these miscellaneous things will be given away for a few days, and there are all kinds of tricks, and no less than twenty girls from the courtyards of the Beijing Division have died in their hands."

After saying this, the faces of these girls suddenly changed, and Song Chanchan stood up expressionlessly, and said in a cold voice:

"Grandma let you go the day before yesterday, you think that grandma is preventing you from developing, and you are looking for reasons to stay, today, those brutes have found someone to look at a few doors, you can't run if you want to, don't always think about the bad, there are also people who follow them to mix up a name, ask for more blessings!!"

In the evening, as soon as the so-called eighteen-day girl of the Qin Pavilion got on the stage, a group of evil young people surrounded them, and they all looked at the ones who were optimistic, and they all pulled them down.

For a while, there was screaming and laughter in the hall, and the guests on the second and first floors were not as scrupulous as before, and they all applauded, and the Qin Pavilion gradually became unruly.

At the moment, Song Chanchan couldn't care about those girls at all, because there was also trouble in front of her, Fang Zhongping rubbed his hands and smiled and kept approaching, and said with a cruel smile:

"Song Chanchan, tonight the master slept with you, but there is a thousand taels of color, you don't have to worry about the future, follow the master in the future, this Qin Pavilion is also the owner's industry, naturally take good care of you."

Song Chanchan took a few steps back, but behind her was the counter that could not be retreated, she stared at Fang Zhongping in front of her, her face gradually turned pale, she gritted her teeth and pulled out the silver hairpin from the high bun, put the tip against her throat, and said coldly:

"It's up to you to be worthy, and my aunt won't give it to you if she dies!!"

(To be continued)