Luoyang City is located in the north of Luoshui, which is the capital of the Han Dynasty after the revival of Guangwu Zhongxing, which is located in the Central Plains, rich and luxurious. And the north is close to the mountain, the south looks at Yique, the east is according to the Tiger Prison Pass, the west controls the Hangu Pass, surrounded by mountains, and the Xiongguan stands in a forest.

Coupled with the benefits of Luoshui's luck, it fed millions of people in the huge capital.

Standing at the window on the second floor of Yingfeng Restaurant, Gao Heng has wide robes and big sleeves, looking at the bustling flow of people on the street, with a scholarly demeanor.

"Gao Di Shi, the little old man has prepared the accounts, which can be consulted at any time." Behind him, a shrewd old man with half-white hair stood respectfully and solemnly. He is a scrivener who has been working diligently for decades and has never been promoted. But this can't be helped, the Han Dynasty was strictly hierarchical, and there were countless examples of people from poor families who were old in fighting food officials and Baishi officials all their lives.

Gao Heng was able to become a county official with a rank of 300 stones, and it was also because of people. If it weren't for the chaos of the current situation, Yingchuan County Shou wanted to hug Huang Wan's thigh in the court, and Gao Heng's exploit in killing Lu Liang had made Huang Wan look at him differently, then it would never be Gao Heng's turn to be the job of Di Shi.

This is one of the industries of Yingchuan County in Luoyang City, operating a wine store and having its own financial resources, so there is no need for the county government to withdraw money every month. A house behind the wine shop is the residence of Gao Heng and many scholars, messengers, and miscellaneous officials.

Not counting the ordinary employees of the liquor store, there are no less than 30 people who have the official establishment alone. More than two dozen of them were messengers, who rode fast horses to deliver messages back and forth.

Because the roads were not quiet and there were many thieves, these messengers were brave veterans who wore a hundred steel swords. Although most of them were over forty years old, they had all killed people and seen blood, otherwise they would have been intercepted and killed by bandits who coveted horses. After all, a stagecoach can now be worth at least more than 100,000 yuan, more than 100 yuan, and can buy more than a dozen hundred steel knives or dozens of acres of medium-sized fertile land.

"Check the handover, let's talk about it later." Regarding the trivial and messy bookkeeping method of the Eastern Han Dynasty, Gao Heng is a big one, and his focus is on the task world, so he naturally doesn't want to waste time on such useless things. Even if there are some bad debts in deficit. He also admitted it, and he was not short of money anyway.

Even if it was just a preliminary understanding of what he had just taken office, Gao Heng also found that he could grasp the family background of this Di Shi. At least more than 10 million dollars, worth 10,000 yuan.

Twenty stagecoaches alone, plus the hundred steel knives of the messengers, amounted to no less than two million dollars. The house used to live in this Luoyang, where every inch of land is valuable, is worth five million dollars. A liquor shop in the middle of the city. is worth more than four million yuan, and according to the report of the little official named He Duo next to him, the monthly profit is about 100,000 yuan. There are also hundreds of acres of thin fields in the suburbs, which are used to maintain the salaries of the officials in the palace.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty official system, the monthly money of the assistant officials is 400, the monthly rice is 4 Hu, and the fighting food officials are 550 monthly money, and the monthly rice is 5 and a half Hu. Gao Heng's rank ratio is 300 stones, the monthly money is 1850, and the monthly rice is less than 18 and a half.

Gao Heng calculated the expenses. I found that even if I received 100,000 yuan a month, I would only break even. After all, it is necessary to dig around to find out some secret news, and the scholars take this opportunity to deduct some, so the cost of this has always been very large.

"By the way, did you send the gift you gave yesterday?" Gao Heng turned his head to look at He Duo.

"Huang Situ's house sent it overnight last night, it was received by the porter, and the little old man also voted for it. Xun Zhijun was sent there just in the morning. "He Duo is nearly sixty years old, but his body is still strong. Competent. However, in the face of Gao Heng, the top boss, he seemed cautious and bowed his head to his ears.

There was a sudden commotion in the streets, and a crowd of sharps in armor with spears in their hands rushed in. Surrounded by a dozen knights in fresh clothes and angry horses, they hurried by.

"Du Tinghou and Zhonglang will Lu Feng be here first, and you will wait for Qianshou to avoid it quickly." Several riders in charge of clearing the way kept flicking their whips, scaring the crowd and causing people on both sides of the street to dodge.

Lu Bu, the world's No. 1 general of the Three Kingdoms?

Gao Heng's eyes were burning and he stood by the window. I saw Lu Bu riding on a red rabbit horse.

Lu Bu seems to be in his early thirties, with a dignified appearance, holding the reins of a horse in one hand and lifting the Fang Tian painting halberd that killed Sen Han in the other. Wearing a three-pronged purple and gold crown, wearing a hundred flower robes made of gorgeous Shu brocade, wearing a beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor, and wearing a delicate lion belt around the waist, he looks heroic and handsome. But the eyes are slightly narrow, so it is inevitable to give people a feeling of wolf and eagle eyes. And the lips are slightly thin, which seems to be mean.

And riding almost alongside Lu Bu, slightly behind half a horse's head, riding the Xiliang Dawan horse was a heroic man, also in his early thirties, holding a crescent halberd, and wearing the armor of a captain.

"Could it be Zhang Liao?" Gao Heng couldn't help but glance at it a few times. The man who was suspected of being Zhang Liao turned his head to look in Gao Heng's direction as if he had sensed something, his gaze was as pressing as a sharp sword, so that Gao Heng didn't even dare to look at each other.

"It's just a curious peep, why should Wen Yuan be so cautious?" Lu Bu smiled, looking unconcerned. With his overwhelming force, of course, he was arrogant and conceited, and he was never afraid of any assassin. The only thing that can make him a little jealous is the Yanshan swordsman Wang Yue, who is known as the emperor, and it is only a little jealous.

Zhang Liao withdrew his gaze and glanced around, as if searching for a suspicious person. Now that there is an undercurrent in the Jingshi, with his always stable character, he naturally does not dare to be careless.

In order to avoid Lu Bu and his party, several female dependents hurriedly went to the second floor of the wine shop.

Gao Heng turned around, but saw a woman in her twenties.

Although she is dressed as a maidservant, the temperament that is completely different from the times betrays her deeply.

Gao Heng squinted slightly, if he was not mistaken, the other party should also be a trialist who participated in the challenge of breaking through, a lonely female veteran?

Thinking of this, Gao Heng deliberately pulled his sleeves, revealing a delicate silver-gray watch. Noticing the strange reaction in the other party's eyes, Gao Heng finally confirmed her identity.

The woman dressed as a servant girl also saw Gao Heng, and she was slightly shocked. However, there was not much panic, after all, she had expected this situation before she came to Luoyang.

"Dengzi!" A seven or eight-year-old little Lori angrily blocked in front of Gao Heng and angrily reprimanded him. Little Lori is angry about this. Buff. staring at Sister Xiaohe in a daze. The wolf hates it to death, and its little mouth is bulging because of its anger.

"What's your name?" Gao Heng ignored her and walked over. The smiling look fell in the eyes of little Lori, which was even more hateful.

"Zhen Xiaohe, the little maid of the Zhen family in Hebei." The woman with intellectual temperament smiled and looked at Gao Heng, "What about you?" ”

"Gao Heng, whose identity is a scholar of Liaodong, is now a small official." Gao Heng replied.

"We don't have to be competitors, we can be allies." Zhen Xiaohe smiled lightly and made a suggestion. From the very beginning, she had this plan, otherwise she would not have instigated little Lori to come to Luoyang. If you work alone, your strength is too thin, and you can't do many tasks. (To be continued.) )