Early in the morning, Zhu Yunxi opened his hazy eyes in a burst of babbling and shouting.

He knew that this was Wen He, and the girl had started to practice her voice again.

This stupid girl didn't know what evil she had fallen into, so she went to Changqing Tower from time to time to find Han Xiang, and she had to learn to sing.

Han Xiang was haunted by her and had a headache, and taught Wen He some ways to hang his throat.

This is good, Wen He practiced in this yard every morning, and he never got tired of it.

Her voice was originally very good, but she was always so out of tune that no one could stand it.

Zhu Yunxi turned over in disgust, he vaguely remembered that he seemed to dream of a pigeon last night, and then there was a fluttering sound in his ears.

A dove folded its wings and cooed and stood on the windowsill.

Zhu Yunxi immediately jumped off the bed, reached out to untie the small black cylinder on the pigeon's feet, and then touched the pigeon's little head, and the pigeon cooed and flew away.

He pulled out a small paper ball from the cylinder, sat cross-legged on the couch, and unfolded the paper ball in his hand.

The paper ball is small, and there are very few words on it, just one line:

"The Qinglou Conference, the early dynasty is not allowed!"

Zhu Yunxi looked at the line of words in his hand, his eyes suddenly widened, and he muttered, "Don't agree? The reason? ”

It's a pity that there are only these eight words, only the result and no reason.

Damn the ancients, why do you always speak so succinctly...... Zhu Yunxi complained in his heart,

I was a little surprised.

He originally thought that Zhu Yuanzhang would not object to this matter, because the court only came forward, and even the top three silver Zhu Yunxi said in the letter that he would be responsible for himself.

It can't be that you feel sorry for those three gold medals, right?

...... Zhu Yunxi stood up again and threw the shredded paper ball out of the window.

"Third master, you're awake!"

Wen He's singing stopped, and floated to Zhu Yunxi's window like a white cloud.

She propped her hands on the wooden windowsill, supported her chin, and looked at Zhu Yunxi with big eyes.

"You're crying wolf so much, can I not wake up?"

Zhu Yunxi said angrily.

Wen He giggled, "You are talking nonsense, Han Xiang said that my level is one of the best in Changqing Building!" ”

I guess it's countdown...... Zhu Yunxi slandered in his heart, but he gave Wen He a thumbs up through the wooden window.

"That's right, you can enter the top three in the Qinglou Conference."

As soon as the words fell, he remembered that it seemed that the Qinglou Conference had been lost.

Wen He was praised, and happily ran back to the yard and began to hang his throat, Zhu Yunxi looked at her figure and couldn't help sighing leisurely:

"Alas, this time my little third master was slapped in the face!"

The words have been released, and dozens of letters have been written by Han Xiang and Shu Miao, inviting famous prostitutes from all over the world to gather in Chang'an, and this gimmick alone has spread all over the country.

Now I suddenly said that I won't play, it's strange that I haven't been laughed to death!

And during this time, the two girls have been preparing for the holding of the Qinglou Conference, and they are so busy every day that their feet don't touch the ground, and they fly around like butterflies.

If you know that all your hard work has been wasted, I don't know if the two girls will cry so much.

"Alas, Grandpa Huang, why can you open the sixteenth floor, but I can't hold a Qinglou conference?"

Zhu Yunxi complained in his heart, beckoning at Wen He and shouting:

"Hey, don't practice, if you practice, it's useless."

"Why?"

Wen He's body floated out of the window again, staring at a pair of beautiful eyes and asking, "Didn't you say that I could enter the top three?" ”

"There's no armor to enter now."

Zhu Yunxi spread his hands: "The Qinglou Conference has been canceled." ”

"What do you say? Cancelled? ”

Wen He thought he had misheard and asked again.

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "That's right, it's not held." ”

"Why?"

Wen He shouted: "Han Xiang and Shu Miao have been busy with this matter for a long time, you say cancel it, don't you play tricks on people?" ”

Zhu Yunxi was red-faced by Wen He's words, he felt very embarrassed for the first time after coming to this world for so long.

"Tell Han Xiang and Shu Miao to come over."

He waved at Wen He, turned around and sat back on the couch, dazed.

Wen He was stunned, it was the first time she saw Zhu Yunxi like this, so she immediately put away her playful thoughts and walked out of the courtyard quickly.

"Am I overthinking this?"

Zhu Yunxi jumped off the bed again, pacing back and forth in the room with some irritability.

His brows furrowed tightly, the Qinglou Conference was far more than just making money.

For a time-traveler like him, there are a hundred ways to make money in this world, and there is no need to adopt such a way that is contrary to secular etiquette.

What he actually wants is a network, a network that can cover all parts of Daming.

As for why such a network, the reason is simple: he doesn't want to be blind!

This idea had been brewing in his mind for a long time, and he had been thinking about it since his last assassination.

Who was the mastermind behind the last assassination?

This answer has been left in the air.

The Heavenly Demon is just an executor, and without the Heavenly Evil, there will be the Earth Demon or other killer organizations.

I can't find this mastermind behind the scenes, and I don't know when I will cut at myself again.

The other party stared at him coldly in the dark, but his eyes were black like a blind man.

He didn't want to be such a blind man!

Zhu Yunxi also thought about asking Jiang Zhen to restart the dark net of Jinyiwei, because he had long known that Jiang Zhen had such a net in his hand, otherwise Zhu Yuanzhang would not have kept Jiang Zhen by his side.

But it's better to think about it.

Jinyiwei's advantage is in officialdom, not in the rivers and lakes.

They might be able to easily find out how much silver a minister had and how many acres of land he had.

But it's hard to know how many assassins there were, and how many organizations made a living by killing people.

And the most critical point is that once the net in Jiang Zheng's hand is activated, it will definitely alarm Zhu Yuanzhang.

When the time comes, if Zhu Yuanzhang asks him: "What do you want to do if you want this net?" ”

Could it be that the answer is because of fear of death?

The dark web in Jiang Xuan's hand is not used, but it is not yet ready to be used!

This is a world without the Internet, and the so-called Internet can only rely on people.

When there are more people, a network is naturally formed.

The Qinglou is undoubtedly the best bridge to build this network.

From ordinary people to officials and nobles, from businessmen and celebrities to royal relatives, they will appear in the Qinglou from time to time.

As for the various characters in the rivers and lakes, they have a soft spot for Qinglou.

If all the Qinglou in Daming became Zhu Yunxi's eyes, would he still be blind?

It's a pity that this plan is about to fall through before it even starts.

He didn't know what was happening in the Fengtian Temple at the moment, and he didn't know that the officials of the Criminal Department were already on their way to Chang'an.

He only faintly felt a hint of unease.

"The biggest possibility is that Zhu Yunwen's gang is using this matter to make a fuss."

Zhu Yunxi seemed to have found the answer, and thought silently in his heart:

"That's right, if these people all jump out to oppose it, then Zhu Yuanzhang really can't go his own way, after all, this kind of thing is not in line with etiquette, especially those officials, I'm afraid they have already scolded themselves in Fengtian Palace."

Thinking of this, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth......