The Jiangnan Spring City of the Tang Empire has become more and more prosperous, and the people on the street are gossiping and gossiping. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThey are talking enthusiastically about fashion, "The fashionable boy is really a good man! He gives rice and noodles to the poor who have no source of livelihood, and there is meat! I heard that the fashionable boy will build a lot of houses for the homeless poor to live in!" "Yes! Yes! The fashionable boy is really a living bodhisattva sent down from heaven!" (The simple people still can't see the decadence brought to their children and grandchildren after flipping houses) In a short period of time, fashion has completely invigorated the economy of Quancheng, and all the unreasonable old systems have been abolished.

Fashion has introduced a series of new regulations and new policies, which have greatly liberated the minds of merchants in Quancheng. Because of the full support of the city lord, and the new system was completely in line with the interests of the people, the new regulations were quickly implemented by the people as soon as they were introduced. But there are still drawbacks, such as the rapid rise in housing prices, which has made most people into house slaves!

Every time Fashion saw mountains of gold and silver, he felt that he was a vampire squeezing the blood of the people. Fashion brought the disgusting habit of flipping houses in the previous life to this beautiful world of Datang, and fashion felt guilty. The purpose of fashion in doing this was to kill chickens and get eggs, and drink to quench his thirst! He wanted to accumulate a lot of wealth in a very short period of time to attract the attention of the Tang Emperor.

But there are three consequences of this: first, because of the speculation of the house was beheaded by the Tang Emperor. But fashion will think that the death is deserved, because the Tang Emperor can prove that he is a Ming monarch who can bring long-term happiness to the people, and it is worth it for fashion to be beheaded by such an emperor. Second, the Tang Emperor pretended to be deaf and dumb, and did not support or oppose it, as long as he could pay generous taxes to the imperial court. There is a problem with an emperor like this, and fashion will quickly stop speculating in houses. Third, if the emperor issued an edict strictly prohibiting speculation in various parts of the Tang Dynasty, but he did not act as a property speculator, or even the imperial court personally manipulated the speculation and pushed the housing prices to continue to rise unreliably and profited from it, then the fashion should consider overthrowing such a court. Datang is the blue world in the heart of fashion, and he doesn't allow Datang to have the kind of cold-blooded thing that only looks at money!

The Flower Appreciation Pavilion of the City Lord's Mansion is so fashionable that it screams. Fashion is so busy that I can't even lift my head during this time, today is rare to be free, fashion is lying on the rocking chair, and the mountain girl is carefully massaging fashion. Cui Longhai paced back and forth in the main hall, he saw what his son had done these days, it was all good deeds, and the happy smile on his face when the people of Quancheng mentioned his son's name was enough to prove everything. But does the imperial court approve of this? Can the emperor agree? Why hasn't there been a reply to the military exploits reported to his son some time ago?

Cui Longhai now pins all his happiness and hopes on his son, and his son is his life! Cui Longhai just dotes on his son too much, so the messy so-called reforms proposed by his son are all brainless to listen to his son's toss.

Choi Ryong-hae was restless and couldn't calm down, so he decided to go to his son's flower viewing pavilion in the backyard to have a good talk with his son. The City Lord's Mansion is really big, and there are hundreds of houses alone. Cui Longhai walked through two gardens and four covered bridges before coming to the door of his son's flower pavilion, and as soon as Cui Longhai walked into the flower pavilion, he saw the twenty beautiful little maids playing under the cherry blossom trees.

Cui Longhai glared at him, called the little maids to him and asked, "You don't serve the young master, what are you crazy about here?" The little maids replied softly: "The young master doesn't let us serve him, the young master only allows the mountain sister to serve him!" Cui Longhai was angry when he heard this: "That master asked you, have you been happy for so long?" When the little maids heard this, their faces blushed: "The young master doesn't touch us, we all want to have it!"

Cui Longhai was even more angry at this time: "What did Master Ben tell you to do at the beginning? Let you serve the young master is to inherit the Cui family's ancestry, otherwise you will be raised to eat and drink for nothing? Master Ben told you that you are all the daughters of Qin criminals, and you should have been killed or become an official prostitute! It was this old man who took pity on you and stayed in the mansion privately, if you don't want to conceive the young master's child, then the old man will send you all to the official kiln!"

Cui Longhai was right, thinking that at the beginning of the Great Cleansing of Quancheng, he raided his family and killed many people in accordance with the emperor's holy decree. However, Cui Longhai did not kill all beautiful girls, and he quietly brought them back to the house. These twenty little maids are actually young ladies and daughters, but they were born at the wrong time, their families were destroyed, and now it is good to be alive.

When the beautiful little maids heard Cui Longhai scolding them like this, they were so frightened that they all knelt down and cried and begged for mercy, and promised that they would definitely be able to conceive the young master's flesh and blood within half a year. Cui Longhai flicked his sleeves and left in a hurry, he walked through the flower corridor and stepped up the steps into the inner courtyard of the flower pavilion, Cui Longhai saw his son lying comfortably on the rocking chair at a glance.

When the mountain girl saw Cui Longhai coming over, she quickly stopped what she was doing and gave Cui Longhai a salute: "Master Wanfu!" was enjoying the fashion with her eyes closed when she heard her father coming and sat up. Cui Longhai smiled and said: "When you lie down and don't move, this time has also busy you, and my father came over to chat with his son." ”

Fashion got up to give a salute, but Cui Longhai stopped him, but he still let Fashion lie down. Where can fashion be so rude in front of his father? He sat upright and listened attentively. The mountain girl stood behind the fashion and twisted and pinched, making the originally simple massage look like she had done something that people couldn't know.

Cui Longhai smiled and nodded: "The mountain girls are doing well, much better than those twenty little maids! Those little maids still think they are everyone's best girls! If they don't work hard to conceive my son's seeds, Master Ben will sell them all to the official kiln! Then I will change some girls with small feet and big butts who can give birth!"

When I heard the fashion, my eyes almost fell off. He can understand the ancestral precept of the ancients who believed that unfilial piety is the greatest after three nos, and he can also understand the father's heavy fatherly love for him, but he can't be like a pig or a dog can give birth casually, right?

The first is that he said that his father in this world will not understand, and the second is that he is afraid that his father in this life will think that he is sick in body or mind, and he has that habit of breaking his sleeves! Let him be in a hurry. Cui Longhai stared at the belly of the mountain girl with two eyes and asked, "How is the mountain girl? Is it that you have no appetite to eat during this time and want to vomit?" Haha, that's right......"

Cui Longhai didn't care about the little face of the mountain girl, he was nagging himself. Without the young master's orders, where would the mountain girl dare to go! She lowered her head and was too ashamed to listen, but there was a snicker on her face. Fashion is also to please Dad, not to let Dad suspect that he has a habit of breaking sleeves, he stretched out his hand and pinched the buttocks of the mountain girl and said: "Mountain girl, you go down first, I still have something to say to my father, and I will call you when it's okay." ”

The fashionable movements and tone seem to have done it to the mountain girl, and Cui Longhaile's eyes are slit. The fashion move was to ask his father to stop looking for him girls, and he was very satisfied now. The mountain girl doesn't know much about the dumb riddles of the father and son, anyway, now the young master touches her ass in front of the master, which shows that the young master has approved her to be a girl in the room, hehe! Maybe she will be able to conceive the young master's child soon! The mountain girl was excited, her body was crooked, and she almost fell down.

The mountain girl happily couldn't find the north and retreated dizzily. After the mountain girl left, Cui Longhai approached the fashion and said worriedly: "Son, Dad has been having nightmares for the past few days, always dreaming that you were caught by the minister sent by the imperial court, and then escorted Jingshi to the death row of the Phantom Guard! A few days ago, my father's friend, Dr. Kang Cheng, sent a letter in which he advised my father to pay more attention to the direction of the wind in the next few days, and the Holy Lord would make a ruling on the matter of Quancheng! It may be more than auspicious, because almost all the ministers of the DPRK and China advocate killing the law-changers in the business circles of Quancheng, that is, they want to kill your son! He told us to prepare early. ”

After hearing this, Fashion smiled faintly: "Dad, don't worry! Although my son doesn't have much ability, he still has some skills to figure out the heart of the saint." Not only will the saint not kill me, but he will also reuse me!" Cui Longhai thought that his son could kill a group of giant bandits in Pigskin and drive away the ghosts and monsters of Mulong Mountain, he must be an extraordinary person, and at this moment, his son can be so calm and confident after hearing this bad news, there should be no problem. Just when Cui Longhai was a little relieved, a family member hurriedly ran to report: "Master and young master, there is a royal court sent to the gate of the mansion to say that there is a holy decree from the emperor, please go to the decree quickly!"