Gao Yanei was carried away from Wazi Street by the doglegs on the third day, and he disappeared for three days, and Gao Yu thought he had hung up! I wonder if this son was killed by the enemies of the gate.

The angry Gao Yu was about to beat this forgetful egg with the soles of his shoes, but was stopped by his henchman butler......

"Sir...... I really don't blame Yanai for this...... It's really, it's really that the current Wazi Street is too attractive! Not to mention our family's office, even Cai Xiang's grandsons and the sons of some senior members of the court are also addicted to it and can't extricate themselves! ”

"Huh? Isn't it just that the seven Qinglou are engaged in some kind of combination, and it's not those tricks to do it? ”

"Master, these days, even the people of Yushitai have gone to squat outside Wazi Street! It is said that many officials are quietly going to Wazi Street for recreation, and the tricks in there ......#*✘¥@^O^%......"

Gao Yu listened to this henchman carefully interpret the current glory and popular characteristics of Wazi Street to himself, and couldn't help but ...... believing, "Really?" How can those kilns play so many tricks? ”

The housekeeper nodded like pounding garlic, then knelt on the ground and said with a sad face: "The old slave has no interest, and in the Wensi Building, where everyone gathers beautiful women, he was also hooked by a sister who is good at tasting flute...... Lost dozens of taels of silver. ”

"You...... So you like this tune? You're not a good thing......"

"The old slave is guilty......"

Gao Yu pinched his beard and rolled his eyes...... "But it's a pity......

The Great Song Dynasty had a clear rule prohibiting officials from engaging in prostitution, although it was already a blind eye...... But the Qibaolou on Wazi Street is so lively now that it can't be bitten by a few mad dogs. Since beating Wang Huang, this guy is in charge of the Yushi Terrace, and he is familiar with collecting black materials to take the opportunity to blackmail these things, but he is familiar with the way of playing.

The butler looked around, and suddenly gently took out a plain-colored thick paper mask from his bosom...... "Master...... If you want to go to Wazi Street to observe the people's feelings, you can also wear this hidden face! ”

"What the hell is this?"

"Master, if you want to say that the turtle god in this Wazi Street is really in charge, he really has seven tricks! That guy said that there is no definite law in the world, and life is like a dream bubble passing away with the wind...... Wazi Street is a dream of the world, wearing a mask...... When you wake up from a dream, it's time to see through the red dust! That's why this guy set up a masquerade garden party on the third day of the month...... And this masked garden dream, just on the day of our Song Dynasty court officials! ”

"Huh? Can you still play like this? This guy ...... This guy is secretly poking and proscuring to find a chance for officials and prostitutes to have fun! ”

"Yes! It's just that this garden nightmare party must have a special mask made for each issue of Wazi Street to enter! The price is not low...... However, it is said that the Qinhuai River from the south of the Yangtze River will appear at the masquerade garden party! Extremely valuable...... There are also some performances that are not open on weekdays, I heard that ...... And that kind of acacia swing and flying acacia cruise! You can be in heaven with your sister...... Hee-hee-hee-hee......"

Gao Yu swallowed stupidly...... "This Wazi Street, this is going to turn the sky upside down...... This ......"

The butler lowered his head and whispered, "Master, tomorrow is the rest day of the imperial court...... Tonight, the Nightmare in the Garden will open! ”

Gao Yu smiled lightly, casually stuffed the light plain mask into his sleeve, pointed at the henchman and said, "At such an old age, I was deceived by a sister of so much silver!" Are you ashamed or not? Get out, go to the account room to pay thirty times, and the province said behind the back, Master, I treat you harshly! ”

The henchman butler was overjoyed, bowed respectfully and thanked him, and then asked, "Master, do you want to go out for a walk tonight?"

“…… Don't let the sons and ladies in the house know! ”

"Don't worry, sir!"

Song Wen Shi Ran walked out of Wazi Street accompanied by Xiaofuzi, because he rarely showed his head, coupled with Song Wen's deliberately low-key ...... The people of Bianliang didn't know much about this Great Song Turtle God who secretly operated Wazi Street and took off on the spot. Some people's impression of him is still that the wine fairy who gambled with the Liao people at the beginning!

Song Wen looked at the lively street corner, the original deserted vendor business is now very prosperous, the pedestrians and vendors coming and going inside and outside are extremely noisy, Song Wen looked at the colorful covered bridge in the distance and the starry lanterns in the air and couldn't help but shake his head......

Let this Bianliang people carnival for a few more years! It's a pity that Fangla, Jiangnan, and Song Jiang in Jingdong still have endless uprisings and rebellions, which will quickly consume the vitality of the Great Song Dynasty...... In the end, it was up to the Jin people to give the final blow to this Zhao Song Jiangshan.

A month has passed, and the stewards of the seven Qinglou have abided by the agreement and made a dividend with Song Wen today...... There is no way, Song Wen has a very strong demand that it must be settled every month!

Su Fang now has some friendship with Song Wen, Song Wen asked this Xiucai to help find two scholars who are not very knowledgeable to do the accounting room for Sihai Winery, and after the inspection, Song Wen left a wooden and honest one, who is responsible for checking the accounts and calculating dividends for himself in Wazi Street......

Pushing open the door of the teahouse's private room, Song Wen's own account clerk got up and saluted: "Owner, the dividends of the first month of Wazi Street...... It's been calculated! ”

Song Wen looked at the sweaty account room in his thirties, and his expression was a little panicked......

"Mr. Sun, what's wrong? But these stewards have embarrassed you? Or are they fooling you with fake accounts? ”

The seven Qinglou stewards on the opposite side hurriedly waved their hands to distinguish them, claiming that they didn't dare to fool Song Xiaocai God with their hands and feet! The business of Wazi Street is so prosperous now, where can you dig your own grave with such a depraved mind?

Song Wen laughed: "It's just a joke with you!" I gathered the accounts of the seven families together to calculate every day, just because I was afraid that one of them would inadvertently make a mistake...... Guests will use chips and brands for consumption, which can also save a lot of trouble. ”

Everyone praised Song Wen's method as the fairest!

In fact, these forgetful eggs have long been studying this method of making fake accounts and intercepting their own silver, but unfortunately Song Wen has already set the rules of unified exchange and unified settlement of accounts once a month! There is also the ubiquitous supervision of the Song Wen Turtle Guild...... Whoever dares to play the black hand will stop playing!

That's right, a month! Song Wen took the opportunity to secretly poke all the little turtle teapots on Wazi Street into his command......

The most needed group heating for the market's people is indeed unchanged for thousands of years! Although Song Wen tried his best to prevent these little turtle teapots from giving names to this organization...... But secretly there is still a talented turtle Gong who named his organization the Tea Party! It is said that it is because the turtle god idol Song Wenwen Ge'er likes light tea the most.

However, it is still customary in the market to call the organization of these small turtle teapots the turtle guild......

In addition to these backers behind him, all the little turtles and teapots on Wazi Street are Song Wen's biggest reliance! With the surveillance of these little turtle teapots, who would dare to fool themselves? To say that these Qinglou stewards will put eyeliner in these turtle teapots, Song Wen doesn't care at all! What if you have eyeliner? Can you still make a lot of effort to buy all the turtles? You can watch whatever you want, anyway, what we play is Yangmou.

Song Wen's account room, Sun Mou, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and carefully handed a piece of paper into Song Wen's hand: "Proprietor, this is the three-component red of this month...... Yes...... There was ......"

Song Wen pretended to glance at it casually, but the thighs under the robe couldn't help but tremble......

Thirty-one thousand four hundred taels!