Zhu Bai nodded slightly: "This king is really the first time I've heard of it." ”

Those women in the Yuan Palace before could be said to be involuntarily, but now they are still fighting against Daming on the grassland.

No matter how generous Lao Zhu is, it is impossible to let this kind of person go.

The old bustard hurriedly said: "Your Highness Mingjian, in fact, there is more than one Mongolian woman in Yangzhou City. It's not just Hongxiang Building. ”

After all, the blue jade is a pile as soon as it is caught.

After the captives were enslaved, they were all distributed by the Zhongshu Province.

Although the Twelve Red Mansions in Yangzhou are Lao Zhu's industry, Lao Zhu definitely doesn't have time to care, and Zhongshu Province is also in charge.

Xiang'er was born so well that it was not surprising that she was selected to be an official prostitute.

Zhu Bai said to Xiang'er again: "The beard you blow is still strange and beautiful, and you will blow another song to this king." ”

Xiang'er sat down after saluting and blew another song.

The aftermath lingers, and the silence is endless.

The people here only felt that the sound was like a cold wind, burrowing into the pores, and their hairs stood on end.

Zhu Bai was especially attentive to it, staring at Xiang'er intently, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiang'er stared back, her apricot eyes were half disgusted and half happy, and her willow eyebrows seemed to be frowning.

can't help but remind people of the poem: "The two faces are peach from the mirror, and the eyes are cold in spring." ”

Xiang'er stopped for a long time, but Zhu Bai didn't move.

No one dared to disturb him out of the blue.

Upstairs, Chen Acai suddenly laughed and woke up Zhu Bai.

Zhu Bai blinked and slapped his face lightly: "Not bad, reward." ”

Fugui hurriedly took out a piece of gold and put it in Xiang'er's hand.

Zhang Yu was secretly surprised: although he didn't know much about the rhythm, he could also hear that Xiang'er was physically exhausted behind her, blowing heavy and light, and she had long lost her previous pleasantness.

How could Zhu Bai be so smart that he couldn't hear it, that is, he was fascinated by Xiang'er's appearance.

The last time I went to Guangzhou, this kid was completely ignorant, and he could only be silly.

How long has it been......

No wonder before coming out, Lao Zhu repeatedly told them to be optimistic about Zhu Bai, especially when they went to visit the Qinglou.

Zhu Bai said: "What is the name of the tune you play, it seems to be a little different from the Hu song that this king has heard. ”

Xiang'er replied softly: "Yes, Your Highness is wise, the Huqu I played has been slightly changed in order to cater to the preferences of the guests in Jiangnan." ”

Zhu Bai: "Well, blow a few more songs." ”

Then he listened to Xiang'er play a few tunes, and seeing that the night was deep, he simply fell asleep in the "Red Fragrance Building".

He slept until noon the next day, and had lunch in the "Red Xianglou", let Xiang'er continue to blow, and did not stop eating dinner, listening to music until he fell asleep.

After three days like this, Xiang'er finally fell ill from exhaustion.

She had a high fever, a hoarse throat, and couldn't speak.

Zhang Yu couldn't cry or laugh: After living for so long, the first time I heard that the benefactor listened to a song and made the girl tired and sick.

The old bustard breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, I finally can't listen to it anymore.

The little prince stayed here for three days, and she didn't dare to receive any other guests for three days in this red incense building.

I don't know how much silver I have to lose every night.

Zhu Bai was still unsatisfied, and said to the old bustard: "I haven't heard enough, if Xiang'er is well, you will immediately call someone to inform the king." ”

"Definitely, definitely." The old bustard replied with a smile, pointed upstairs, and asked Zhu Bai timidly, "Your Highness, what about the guest who came with you?" ”

Only then did Zhu Bai remember that Chen Acai was also there.

He listened to the song for three days, and Chen Acai stayed in bed for three days.

A knife on the head of the color word......

He hurriedly waved at Zhang Yu and them: "Hurry up, go and invite Envoy Chen out." Time to go. ”

Zhang Yu led people upstairs, and then two guards dragged Chen Ah out.

After only three days of not seeing him, Chen Acai had already lost his weight to the point of losing shape, his eye sockets and cheeks were deep, his face was pale, and his eye circles were black, like a ghost.

Zhu Bai gasped, and his heart was galloping:, this guy won't be exhausted, right?!

If the emissary dies here, it will escalate to a diplomatic incident.

Zhang Yu hurriedly comforted: "Your Highness, rest assured, he is still alive, but he is a little unstable." ”

Chen Acai raised his hand at Zhu Bai weakly, indicating that he was still alive.

Zhu Bai breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay." Send him back to the official tooth bureau to rest well. He is not allowed to come out again until he recovers. ”

After he finished explaining, he went straight to Lianghuai to transfer the salt envoy.

The two Huai both transport salt envoys directly belong to the household department, that is to say, the government of Yangzhou and the guards can't control it.

The duties of this department were to crack down on smuggled salt, collect salt taxes, issue salt to private merchants, and issue and distribute salt to officials and merchants, palaces, and the army.

The chief is the envoy of the capital.

Although there are only three products from the transfer, it is a fat difference.

After all, 80% of the official salt in the world must come from here.

Otherwise, how can the horses stopped at the front door be fat and strong, with a golden saddle.

The envoy also has a person from the fourth grade, a deputy envoy from the fifth grade, and several judges from the sixth grade.

One of the judges was Zhu Bai's acquaintance, Li Dacai.

Li Dacai lowered his head at this time, eager to burrow into the ground

Hey, isn't Li Dacai in the household department?

When did you arrive in Yangzhou to be the judge of the Salt Envoy Division?

Zhu Bai was secretly surprised, but he didn't see Li Dacai.

After all, he came to catch big fish, and he didn't want to waste time on a petty guy like Li Dacai.

The envoy hurriedly came up and saluted Zhu Bai: "Your Highness is coming, why don't you ask someone to come and report first, the lower officials have never greeted you from afar, it's really rude." ”

In fact, everyone was beating drums in their hearts, didn't Zhu Bai come to accompany the envoy of the city to play, why did he suddenly come here?

Could it be that he fell in love with Huaiyan's business and wanted to grab it?

Zhu Bai smiled: "Don't be polite, adults. This king is just idle and has nothing to do, and he comes and goes. Did this king bother the adults? ”

Being looked at by you, the "little Hades", will shorten half a life.

You'd better hurry up and finish reading and play elsewhere.

Du Zhuan's heart was galloping, but with a gentle and deferential smile on his face, he nodded: "Yes, yes, yes." Your Highness just come. ”

Some servants brought fragrant tea up, and they all took it and brought it to Zhu Bai with their own hands.

Zhu Bai put it aside, but did not drink, but said, "Your Excellency, sit down." The king has some things to ask. ”

They all saluted: "Don't dare, don't dare." ”

Then everyone sat down.

Zhu Bai tilted his head and said: "This king is young, and he doesn't know how this salt came into the hands of the people after it came out of the salt farm. Your Excellency, could you tell me more about this king? ”

The transfer envoy hurriedly handed over his hand: "Then the lower official will be ugly." If we want to talk about the process of transporting salt, we must start with the salt policy. Yan Zheng is the founder of the Spring and Autumn Period. Guan Zhong implemented the policy of 'Guanshan Hai', and the mountains, forests and seas were owned by the imperial court, and salt and minerals bore the brunt. At that time, private salt production was the mainstay, supplemented by official salt production, and all private salt had to be sold to the imperial court for unified sales. Later dynasties and generations had slightly different salt policies. ”

Zhu Bai: "Hmm. Let's talk about it. ”