Chapter 240, Swallow Tower

Out of Yongqin to visit is the South City, Luoyang City has a total of three markets, the West City, the South City, and the North City. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info the largest in the South City, so it is also the most lively, but there is no lady here, and the only way to buy the items sold by the Hu people in the Western Regions is to go to the West Market.

This is perhaps the most rudimentary territorial protection law of the Tang Dynasty. It is still the first year of Zhenguan, and the Tang Dynasty is full of vitality like the rising sun, and you can see busy Tang people everywhere, such as Ye Han is really rare. I rented an ox cart in Nanshi and drove to Xishi.

The swallow building is near the left of the West Market!

Don't say anything about buying maids, all the people sold in the market are girls who are only thirteen or fourteen years old! Datang men are considered adults at fifteen, and women are thirteen years younger. Worse still, they are still counted in imaginary years. ps: This is a true historical record: Li Shimin got married at the age of fifteen, and married his eldest grandson, the Empress, at the age of thirteen.

The rivers and lakes are full of wine, and the waist is slender and the palm is light.

Ten years of Yangzhou dream, won the Qinglou Bo Xing name.

This is Du Mu's poem, compared to the unlucky Du Mu, Ye Han is much luckier. The 'Peach Blossom Fairy' used to subdue Lao He was passed out by the comprador of the tooth shop, and all Luoyang knew that Luoyang City had produced a peach blossom boy like an immortal. It is estimated that it will not be long before the entire Tang Dynasty will know the poem 'Peach Blossom Fairy'.

Peach blossom nunnery in Taohuawu, peach blossom fairy under peach blossom nunnery; The peach blossom fairy planted peach trees and picked peach blossoms for wine money.

When you wake up, you only sit in front of the flowers, and when you are drunk, you come to sleep with the flowers; Half-awake and half-drunk, day after day, flowers fall and bloom year after year.

I hope that the old man will die in the wine room, and he will not bow in front of the carriage and horse; The car dust and horses are full of fun for the rich, and the wine cup is rich in flowers.

If you compare the rich with the poor, one on the flat earth and the other in the heavens; If the poor are compared to chariots and horses, he has to drive me to be idle.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it; I don't see the tomb of Wuling heroes, and there are no flowers and no wine hoeing fields.

Swallow Building, the four-story wooden structure building is brilliantly lit, the crowd is surging, and the fragrance of fat powder welcomes guests with the wind, and the two companions shout to clear a road. Swaggering into the swallow building, throughout the ages, as long as it is a green building, there will be an old bustard who knows the feelings, sure enough, before the person enters the threshold, a glutinous voice will come first,

"Ahh A woman greeted her with a sunflower fan.

Ye Han heroically stretched out his hand to hug the woman who floated over, she was not very old, she was only twenty-five or sixteen years old, her face was quite delicate, but the thick fat powder on her face covered her face, but a pair of ** on her chest made her a lot more beautiful. took out one or two heavy silver nudes and stuffed them into his chest: "What kind of days are you doing, my son only came yesterday, how can I say that I haven't come for a few days, so you don't remember." As he spoke, he patted the bustard's hips hard.

The old bustard smiled and turned around and flashed out of Ye Han's arms, his movements were extremely skillful, and he obviously practiced often.

"Is Childe a private room or?" Kwai fan swinged, and the silver nude on his chest silently slid from gorgeous to sleeve. This call was also shocking.

"Natural Room." Ye Han said with a smile, pinching Yugui with his left hand, and pulling out a folding fan from his back waist with his right hand.

"Follow the slave to the private room upstairs." The old bustard gave a salute and shook his plump buttocks to lead the way. The long skirt dragged on the ground, and I couldn't see my legs and feet, I just felt that she was floating on the floor. When you go up the stairs, your hips twist like a rhythm, like a dance.

The forty or fifty square meters of private room is covered with Western carpets on the floor, and there are woven tapestries on the walls, and the room burned by a huge copper coal stove in the middle is as warm as spring. The candy box is as delicate as it gets, making people have the desire to sink into the gentle country and never wake up again.

After sitting on the soft table, I picked up several exquisite snacks on the table and threw them into my mouth, half-squinting and chewing slowly.

The old bustard said: "Son, wait a minute, slave, this will call Wanhe to come and accompany you." ”

It didn't take long for the old bustard to come slowly with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman, who was Wanhe, who had been accompanying Ye Han in the past few days. Swallow House is a brothel run by the government, and the women in it can only redeem themselves unless they get the government's amnesty approval, even if they die, they have to die in Swallow Tower.

Wanhe's father is the second daughter of the middle of the house. It's not too much to say that Miss Qianjin, in fact, she was indeed Miss Qianjin before entering the Swallow Tower. Because of the Xuanwumen incident, Wanhe's family was enslaved, the woman entered the sect division, and the man entered the general as a servant, and there was no future in this life. If you don't meet Ye Han, and wait for a little red lips to taste.

Wanhe was also beside Ye Han, and the company of a month had long known Ye Han's temperament, picking up the golden pestle on the table and ringing the golden bell on the low table, with the sound of the bell, several pictures of ladies on the inner wall were flipped in an instant, and several musicians with musical instruments in their arms came out, playing the instrument gently while walking.

Just formed the first three after the four dance formation, the pipa made a crack, the music was loud, the dancers or made a flying shape, or one leg independent, ** outside the ankle tied with a white silver bell, a leg, a move bell crisp, even through the dingdong pipa sound flat ground to give birth to a bit lively, as the dancer who beat the tambourine began to rotate, the bell became more intense, mixed with the long glissanda of the pipa, like a rapid wind blowing through the eaves, causing the bell to ring, long sleeves fluttering, colorful clothes flying, tender lotus-like arms quickly plucked various musical instruments. The drums ceased, like a torrential rain, and everything returned to silence.

The seven dancers prostrate themselves on the ground, their instruments next to them, only their backs undulating, and the dance just now was extremely physical. Ye Han took out a cloth bag and threw it on the desk, Wanhe took out seven silver nudes from the inside, got up and stuffed one for each of the seven dancers. The dancers thanked each other and stepped back. Wanhe accompanied Ye Han to talk and talk, watch the song and dance, and it was a gut battle when she was interested. This is Ye Han's life these days.

Extravagant! (It's too enviable...... ）

Lao He took the salt-making method given by Ye Han, and he didn't go to the mansion for three days. The maids and servants in the house didn't know what was going on, and they thought that Ye Han sent the housekeeper to be on an errand, and none of them dared to talk too much. It wasn't until the fifth day that Lao He's eyes were red and his hair was unkempt when he returned home and didn't see Ye Han, and when he asked, he knew that Ye Han had gone to Swallow Tower again. just sat and waited for Ye Han until Ye Han came back late at night, without waiting for Ye Han to speak, he knelt in front of Ye Han and kowtowed again and again without saying a word.

"Unkempt like something. Don't wash it yet. Ye Han bypassed the housekeeper and smiled.

Lao He stood up and asked, "Childe doesn't ask if it's feasible?" ”

"This is just one time, not the next one. I don't care about you! As he spoke, he gently kicked Lao He.

Lao He didn't get angry, but happily gave Ye Han a salute, except for going out. If Ye Han's salt-making method hadn't been handed over to Lao He, Lao He hadn't tried it, Ye Han kicked him like this, even if he didn't work hard, Lao He would have died headlong. If not for anything else, it is the backbone of the reader. With the salt-making method, it is different, Ye Han's 'literary talent' beats him, and he will immediately become an official. The status is different, and Lao He takes it for granted. As for Ye Han asking Lao He to help him hand it over, it was definitely not a casual talk, Lao He had served as the steward of Shangshu Mansion at a young age, so he naturally had his way. Now this post on salt production may be on Li Shimin's case.

When Ye Han came to the plane of the Dragon King of Shendu, he moved the gold sand obtained from the Golden Sands of the Great White Kingdom and the legend of gods and ghosts from the storage space of the Hao Yuan Realm to the storage ring, the specific value was geometric, Ye Han couldn't calculate, nearly two hundred cubic meters of gold was definitely enough for Ye Han to squander for hundreds of years.

Everything was carried out in an orderly manner, and Lao He followed Ye Han's instructions to purchase grain stores and hoard grain in the Datang area. The method used is naturally Professor Ye Han's method. Time flies like a white horse, and a month later, an angel from Chang'an came to Luoyang Yefu.

Chang'an, Imperial Palace.

There are still lights in the Taiji Palace, and the attendants and palace maids stand silently under the long porch and listen to the anxious footsteps in the hall, passing each other's eyes incomprehensibly. His Majesty, who was usually wise and calm, was rarely restless today, and the sound of pacing seemed to convey the extremely depressed mood of the lord of the world. Your Majesty was not happy, the chamberlain, the palace maid stood more solemnly, and the panting voice was much quieter than just now.

Li Shimin kept wandering around the case, looking at the three copies on the case from time to time, one was the salt making method on the eldest grandson Wuji, one was the excerpt of the book on the court bureau, and the other was the fold of the Baiqi Division.

I rubbed my temples, and I really had a headache.

Odd man, what is odd man? It's just not playing cards according to the convention, and I do my own thing. To put it mildly, it is not subject to the discipline of the imperial court.

The people in Luoyang who donate salt as mentioned by the eldest grandson Wuji are simply an absolute contradiction. The eunuch of the Imperial Court Bureau said that this person asked for a free lord, and the Baiqi Si Mi called him like drinking the 'Peach Blossom Fairy' of the elixir and jade liquid came from this person's handwriting, which was not contradictory, but the contradiction was that this person did not hesitate to buy grain stores all over the country and hoard a large amount of grain.

Salt and iron are the weapons of the country, but grain is the foundation of the society. The Sui Dynasty destroyed the country to the root, natural disasters and man-made disasters caused the people to go hungry, and finally there will be eighteen anti-kings and seventy-two roads of smoke and dust.

What is he going to do? What is he going to do? Li Shimin, who has always been a cadre and an autocratic leader, was really troubled by Ye Han.

Kill? The salt-making method is indeed effective, and it has made great contributions to the dynasty. Don't kill? Grain was collected on a large scale, and the appearance was suspicious.

Li Shimin picked up the recital of the court bureau and smiled: "If you want to ask for an official, I will seal you a big official." ”

Luoyang, Yefu.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said, there is a good family Ye Han adhering to the good line, knowing books and reasoning, and ...... Crowned Yinqing Guanglu doctor, Ruping township, ...... of the Ministry of Works, joined in March. ”

Ye Han was given the title of official as he wished, saying that the official was very big, from the three-grade Yinqing Guanglu doctor, the viscount (although he was a townshipman, the biggest grandfather of the Tang Dynasty was also a county duke, and no matter how big the fief was, it would not be sealed again) The real power position was from the Sanpin Ministry of Labor. There were three provinces and six departments in the Tang Dynasty, and Shangshu was only three products, which shows how much of an official position Li Shimin gave Ye Han a lot.

Young Master Ye is sick. Very sick, very sick! You can't blow the wind, you can't see the light, and more importantly, you can't see people!

Just kidding, let Ye Han kneel and kowtow to the emperor of a plane three times and nine times, you are your father!

Lao Tzu picked his son and quit!