Chapter Twenty-Seven: Cai Xiang

Capital

Tianxia Center,

At this moment, at the Sifang City Gate, whether it is Fengqiu Gate, Weizhou Gate, or Xincao Gate, it is a busy scene.

The rumor, after a few days of fermentation, has caused serious consequences, every day, there are a large number of people who want to leave the city and leave the capital.

Among them, there are many gentry and wealthy merchants.

People are a strange animal, they will obey, do a lot of things, and the rest of the people are indiscriminate, but they all do it blindly.

For example, when a large number of people choose to leave the capital, and finally become a trend, people who were indifferent have already panicked, and they also began to pack up their things and choose to leave the capital.

It's messy, the world is already in chaos.

The demon star is in the world, and the world will be chaotic, such words will spread all over the world.

In the capital, it is impossible to be chaotic like this, and there must be someone behind the scenes.

Walking on the street, Yang Qifeng observed the six doors on the street, the six doors that were constantly patrolling, and the people who were holding packages and were anxious to leave the capital.

People who have the conditions are now planning to leave the capital.

The rest of the people are really people who can't leave.

Seeing this, Yang Qifeng sighed, so far, the imperial court has not issued a means to deal with it, and let these people leave the capital.

Such a scene is too strange, logically speaking, even if the court's style of action is delaying, this is a major matter related to the world, and a way to deal with it will definitely be given in the shortest possible time.

But in front of me, there is nothing.

What does this mean? It's already self-explanatory.

In the imperial court, some people deliberately neglected and deliberately did so, which caused all this in front of them, and the capital was in chaos, and the gentry and wealthy merchants rushed to move out of the capital.

And the only person who did this was Cai Xiang.

There was no one else but him.

Slowly lowering the curtain of the official sedan chair, Yang Qifeng withdrew his gaze from looking at the street, and spoke softly; "Let's go,"

"Get up," Liuzi shouted.

The sedan chair man raised his thick arm, lifted the official sedan chair directly, resisted his shoulder, and strode forward.

On both sides of the street, there are tea houses, wine shops, foot shops, butcher shops, temples, public houses, and so on.

It's still all there, but the bustling flow of people is gone.

In the quiet and long, willow-shaded streets, a mansion stands here.

The mansions and pavilions are staggered, reflecting the glorious and wealthy style, but also have a clean and elegant charm.

The lion stood guard at the door with his teeth and claws,

On the plaque of the mansion, there is a gilded word "Prime Minister's Mansion"!

A strong man in a green robe, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, with a solemn face, stood in front of the gate, like a statue, and did not say a word at all.

The official sedan chair slowly arrived, and as the six sons lifted the curtain, Yang Qifeng slowly walked down the official sedan chair.

"It's a Northeast high roller with millions of dollars?" A man standing in front of the gate, constantly looking left and right, stepped forward and asked.

"It's my lord," the sixth son hurriedly replied.

"Honorable guest, please? Xiangye was about to summon the distinguished guests, "When the man heard this, his face showed joy, he bowed down to invite in, and spoke loudly.

Prime Minister's Mansion, Yang Qifeng was already able to perceive the grandeur of the Prime Minister's Mansion outside the mansion, but entering it was even more surprising.

The mansion occupies a large area, but is composed of courtyards.

Generally speaking, it is a large courtyard and a small courtyard, and the small courtyard is connected to the courtyard, one after another, constantly connected, and on the towering wall, it is clearly visible the doorway.

They walked slowly on the marble paved ground, looking at the surrounding halls, and looking at the majestic roof of the hall with green glazed tiles.

Under the leadership of the man, Yang Qifeng walked slowly to the front of a hall, in front of which there was a vine of more than 200 years, the first leaves bloomed, and the purple ears were full of sparse young leaves, which was very beautiful.

Walking through the vine is wandering in the garden, like walking between the mountains and rivers, and continuing to walk through the white marble arched stone gate as the entrance.

Finally, I came to a pond, and a man in his thirties and forties in brocade clothes was standing beside the pond, holding a bait in his hand, constantly swaying into the pool.

With the movements of the man in brocade, in the pond, the reddish fish are constantly scrambling to jump out of the water, competing for bait.

The sound of water came out in bursts.

"You're the one who claims to have millions of dollars?" The brocade-clothed man didn't look back, the bait continued to wave, and the magnetic words began to resound in Yang Qifeng's ears.

"Exactly," Yang Qifeng smiled, strode forward, and walked directly to the man in brocade.

For this action, the man in brocade frowned slightly.

Yang Qifeng's eyes were so sharp, how could he not see the expression of the man in brocade at this moment, but he didn't care at all,

This Cai Xiang, who is in power inclined to the government and the opposition, although he does not have the name of regent, he already has the reality of regent.

The emperor is just a puppet, let him stand in the air, the palace guards, the ten **, have been bought by him and become his minions.

seems to be majestic, but it is already like a reckless man.

But in the real situation, he is miserable and miserable, but a dog of Master Na'an, Yang Qifeng has no reverence for him.

"Say?"

"Are you seeking the official yourself? Or do you want to be an official for someone else? The man in brocade lost interest in gossip and asked with little interest.

"No, no, no,"

"Cai Xiang misunderstood, am I not here to ask for an official?" Yang Qifeng shook his head directly.

"The world is bustling, all for profit, the world is bustling, all for profit!"

"Who in the world does not seek profit?"

"And if you want to ask for profit, the easiest way is to be an official,"

"You spend a lot of money to seek the same side, not to seek officials, so it must be for a bigger plan?" Cai Xiang threw the bait in his hand directly into the pool water with the tank, looked at the bubbling pool water, and said leisurely.

"Cai Xiang is a little clear," Yang Qifeng's eyes were blazing, he stared at Cai Xiang, and spoke loudly; "This time, I am not here to seek officials, nor to seek wealth, but to help Cai Xiang,"

"Help me?"

"Big joke,"

"Is that funny?" Cai Xiang laughed, twisted his body, looked at Yang Qifeng, and said directly and loudly; "This prime minister supports the ascending throne today, and one person is below ten thousand people, what difficulties do you need your help?"

"Don't say that one person is below ten thousand people, say a big disrespectful word, even if it is today, the body is highly poisonous, and in the end, it is not inevitable to die,"

"Once the loess is buried, it will turn into a dry bone after many years!"