Misty rain and heavy flowers accompany the king's return

After praising Shen Luo, Emperor Qianyuan quietly appeared in Shen's residence.

In the evening, there was a large table of dishes in Shen's residence, and they were about to start eating. The main dish was fish in sour soup.

Emperor Qianyuan, who was not even known, appeared in the dining room and looked at Shen Luo and his family, or at Lan Fulang. Everyone fell into curiosity, and Shen Luo clearly saw the confrontation in their eyes.

Thinking of something bad in his heart, Big Brother Tie couldn't bear it any longer and wanted to stand up, but Lan Fulang stopped him: "Have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Emperor Qianyuan said.

"Let's eat then!" Little Shitou tugged Emperor Qianyuan's sleeve, looked at him worriedly, and then looked at his blue face.

Emperor Qianyuan smiled awkwardly: "Eat!"

Xiao Shitou grinned, moved the chair and seat diligently.

Emperor Qianyuan sat at the top and looked at the fish in sour soup: "It smells so good!"

Lan Fulang picked up a spoon and scooped up a bowl for Xiao Shishi, and then scooped up a bowl for Emperor Qianyuan. Emperor Qianyuan took it and said, "It's really delicious."

A meal is finished in a quiet atmosphere.

Shen Luo and the others were all sitting in the front hall, and in the study, Emperor Qianyuan and Lan Fulang sat together alone.

Nie Xingfeng looked at Brother Tie: "Brother, Brother Lan is not a princess, is he?"

Brother Tie glanced at him: "It's hard to say!"

After saying this, he stopped talking, and the rest was left in his head, whether Lanfran was the princess.He lost his child because of his elopement. In Shen Luo's opinion, Big Brother Tie didn't look like someone who came out of the Marquis's Mansion. He had a very indulgent temperament, as if he was not good at communicating with people and talking too much.

Even when dealing with small stones, there is a deliberate alienation.

It's only when facing Lan Fulang that there is a kind of pampering love.

Shen Luo, who fell into thinking, felt guilty and couldn't calm down, so he didn't think about it at all, took the Yueqin, closed his eyes slightly, and plucked the sound of the piano, it was a few new songs that appeared in the dream recently.

"Do you listen to my song, Qingchen?" Shen Luo asked.

"Spring comes and the windows are full of green,

The eldest girl embroiders mandarin ducks under the window.

Suddenly heard a burst of ruthless stick,

The mandarin ducks were beaten on each side.

Summer comes and willows grow,

The eldest girl drifted to the Yangtze River.

Jiangnan and Jiangbei have beautiful scenery,

How to play sorghum with green yarn.

Autumn comes with the fragrance of lotus,

The big girl dreams of her hometown every night.

Waking up and not seeing my parents,

I saw the bright moonlight in front of the window.

Winter comes, snow is boundless,

Hanyi is ready to give away your lover.

Build the Great Wall with flesh and blood,

Lennon would like to be the little Meng Jiang back then. "

The tune of the song of the four seasons came out leisurely.It was April there, and it was already May here. Between the changes, Shen Luo deeply felt the gap between himself and that person, why he wanted to sing this song, maybe because his brother-in-law Yu Wentuo also sang it.

He was very hesitant, hesitant, what he said, Shen Bai was destined to stand in the middle of the vortex and control the speed of the vortex.As for Shen Luo, except for Qingchen, he has a little bit of regret, regretting coming to the imperial capital, but if he doesn't come to the imperial capital, he won't get Qingchen.

"This is fate!" Shen Luo couldn't stop saying this.

"Ah Luo, what does this mean?" Emperor Qianyuan looked at him, savoring his song in his heart.

"Sir, what is the eldest girl?" Little Shitou asked curiously.

"That's what Brother means." Shen Luo replied.

Emperor Qianyuan smiled knowingly: "I'm back, little stone, your aunt is calling you from behind."

After speaking, he left directly, Shen Luo sent him to the gate of the mansion, and all the servants at the gate of the mansion disappeared.

Emperor Qianyuan looked at him: "Do you know Lan Fulang's identity?"

"I don't know." Shen Luo said, "Is he a relative of the Emperor?"

"Yes!" Emperor Qianyuan replied: "But he would rather stay with you. During this time, take good care of him for me. I will come to eat from time to time. You go to the palace every few days and invite me to eat in the mansion, just say I like your music." Emperor Qianyuan ordered.

"Understood, don't worry." Shen Luo said.

Emperor Qianyuan reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Thank you, Ah Luo!"

Shen Luo couldn't feel the dissatisfaction of Emperor Qianyuan, and there was even a kind of sincere gratitude in his words. It seemed that Lan Fulang's status was extraordinary.

Shen Luo went back to the study, and heard Lan Fulang's deep cries in the west chamber. Brother Tie was sitting there, motionless and silent.

Nie Xingfeng gave him a few winks, but Shen Luo didn't speak.

When Lan Fulang came out, he held the little stone and bowed halfway to Shen Luo: "Ah Luo, thank you."

Big Brother Tie looked at Shen Luo curiously, but Shen Luo didn't know what to say and asked, "Brother Lan, what do you want to thank me for?"

Lan Fulang smiled faintly: "Thank you for allowing me to reunite with the emperor."

Shen Luo didn't say anything, and didn't want to say anything. Although the fog in his heart was heavy, he didn't dare to inquire casually.

In the early morning of the next day, Shen Luo and Nie Xingfeng had breakfast together. During the meal, Lan Fulang and Big Brother Tie relaxed and ate with them as if nothing had happened.

When he arrived at the yamen of the imperial capital, Nie Xingfeng handed him a cup of tea: "I didn't find out that the emperor has such a younger brother."

Shen Luo glanced at him: "You mean, I don't have a princess?"

"Princess Xingyang, she is dead." Nie Xingfeng said, "There is only one, the age is wrong, Xingyang is older than the emperor."

Shen Luo showed a puzzled expression: "Where's your master? Can you find him?"

Nie Xingfeng shook his head: "You mean my master is here, maybe you can know a thing or two."

"En!" Shen Luo nodded: "After all, he is King Luo's deputy, and he must know more about the affairs of the palace than us."

"You can't ask?" Nie Xingfeng thought for a while: "Prince Qi can't."

"National adults can't do it either, then there is only one Tongge who is old." Shen Luo said.

"I still have to find a reason." Nie Xingfeng said.

"That's easy. I haven't visited him for a long time." Shen Luo thought for a while.

But this time, the answer to the inquiry was the same as what Nie Xingfeng had inquired about. Shen Luo chatted nonsense by worrying about the inheritance of the throne, and asked all the two generations of the royal family, but the news was still the same.

There are so few princesses that they can be easily explained.

If it wasn't about age, Shen Luo really wanted to ask if Emperor Qianyuan had an illegitimate daughter outside.

"If the emperor gave birth at the age of 15, maybe it is really possible!" Nie Xingfeng thought for a while after hearing what he said.

"If this is the case, then Big Brother Lan's child is the key. If he is still here, if he is, I won't be surprised even if he is the prince!" Shen Luo thought for a while, a grandson with his surname must be more Nephews are closer.

Thinking of this, Shen Luo was a little worried.

Worry goes on, and life goes on.

Yun Mo was arranged to go to the Ministry of Officials, serving as the servant, the fourth rank, very suitable for the status of the number one scholar, but compared to Shen Luo's second third rank, it was a bit worse.

In this subject in the same year, Shen Luo, who made a drastic move in the imperial capital, deservedly ranked first.

With the arrival of summer, the southern city of the imperial capital is still busy. The pace of demolition, relocation, and construction is getting faster and faster.

The number of migrant workers involved is astonishingly large.

At the end of June, before the stormy ocean current came, the first batch of 760 rooms were all completed, including 150 second shops.

It's no secret that Emperor Qianyuan went to Shen's mansion for dinner every four or five days. Apart from seeing him, Lan Fulang hardly saw any princes and family members of the Prime Minister's mansion. Maybe Emperor Qianyuan used some tricks.

But precisely because of this, many people are evaluating the progress of Shen Luo Nancheng and the visit of Emperor Qianyuan.

Shen Luo paid attention to this, and borrowed his strength. The drainage channels in some streets only needed to be connected to the moat. Every new construction was started after Emperor Qianyuan left.

Many strategists calculate the date and think that this is not a coincidence.

Shen Luo and Nie Xingfeng have a consensus on Lan Fulang's identity, that is, if he doesn't tell him, they will never ask. This is to protect Xiao Shitou.

"After the new house is built, we are going to hold a ceremony. If it is convenient for the emperor, why not attend it in person. This is a blessing for the imperial capital." Taking advantage of Emperor Qianyuan's dinner, Shen Luo said.

Emperor Qianyuan is in a good mood recently, perhaps because of the family banquet-like atmosphere.

"Since the new house is completed, a ceremony must be approved. After all, it has been delayed for so many years." Emperor Qianyuan thought for a while and said.

The words of Emperor Qianyuan reassured Shen Luo, after all, this move was a performance-like opportunity for him to deliberately create an atmosphere.

The southern city of the imperial capital was boiling with joy.

The newly established yamen of the Royal Capital Housing Administration was built nearby, and the new chief minister, Baili Songran, had already distributed the keys and documents to the leased people, and collected a three-month deposit.

In the entire shop along the street, 52 shops near the wharf belong to Ouyang's family, and the rest are divided among the people who pay.

Baili Songran shook his hands when registering, and the next official came to report to him, but he couldn't make up his mind, so he had to go to Shen Luo: "Whose name is written in the emperor's shop?"

"Just write Ouchi." Shen Luo said.

The day before the completion of the new house, an official document came out, and the shops can freely buy and sell ownership, but all transactions must be carried out at the Housing Department, and small courtyard rental houses are not allowed to rent privately, and the sale can only earn 20 taels per room. fee.The rent cannot be raised without permission, and must be carried out in accordance with the standard of 750 documents issued by the Housing Department.

On the day of handing over the house, amidst the sound of firecrackers, Shengjia came in a large row under the guard of hundreds of officials. Fortunately, the part of the beach that was filled was already flat.

Between the newly built houses and streets and the dilapidated wooden houses is a block of bamboo fences, one place, two different places, interspersed with houses that are being demolished one after another, and underground drainage ditches that are constantly being built.

The 52 "Ouyang" records made many merchants jealous, and those merchants who felt that they had missed an opportunity saw the notice and began to speculate in their hearts.

Under the gaze of Wanmin, Emperor Qianyuan slowly got off the car. The ground of the street is paved with stone strips, the street is flat, and there are wooden flower beds between the street and the new dock area.

Shen Luo led the officials at all levels of the imperial capital government office to welcome the holy driver. Baili Songran, who was dressed in a brand new official uniform, followed Shen Luo very conspicuously. Today he is one of the protagonists.

"The red-picking ceremony has begun." Baili shouted calmly.

Accompanied by the patriarch of the Ouyang family and Ouyang He, Emperor Qianyuan took the red cloth and bamboo pole from Shen Luo, and picked it up from the plaque of the shop, revealing Ouyang Ji in gold letters on a black background.

All the shops open at the same time, and put up the plaques of their respective businesses.

Baiguan followed Emperor Qianyuan, passing through the long strips of red knotted cloth on the hanging red street. With their strength, they easily squeezed out the loosely tied cloth strips, and the people along the street knelt down one after another.

As Jane congregated the model house, His Majesty the Emperor and all the officials came to visit.

Double-storey building, warm layout.

The wells in the streets and alleys, the specially configured garbage dumps, and the alleys in front of each house are paths paved with gravel.

Between the black tiles and white walls, neatly scattered small courtyards are closely connected, and the people who move are smiling.

Qian Yuan, who had just returned to the market, pointed to the market along the wharf: "The side street is called Xinglong Street. I hope he can start a new voyage for merchants in the imperial capital."

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live." Representatives of merchants knelt down to thank the gift one after another, many of them felt sour, how could the Ouyang family snatch such an opportunity.

"I have already discussed the name of this wide main street with three cars." Emperor Qianyuan said with a smile. This name was mentioned by Xiao Shitou when he was having dinner in Shen's mansion: "Mr. Hope, why not call it Anle Street!"

"It's called Anle Street." After Emperor Qianyuan finished speaking, the tall red cloth strips on the archway fell under the pull of his attendants, and the four characters "Anle Street" inscribed by the imperial pen shone golden in the sunlight.

"A Luo, A Luo, today a merchant came to inquire about the resale of the store." In the evening, Shen Luo drank tea in the study, and came running in threes.

"The cost of 270 taels, tell me, how much did they pay?" Shen Luo asked curiously.

"You can't guess." Baili said calmly.

"One thousand and five." Shen Luo said.

Baili looked at him curiously: "How did you guess that?"

"Forget it, buying a shop in the imperial capital for 30 years is nothing." Shen Luo said, if not many people paid for it, he would only make money by renting it and not selling it.

"Is there any shop that pays to build a house later?" Nie Xingfeng asked curiously.

Baili stretched out a slap: "50 taels, but it's at the back."

"Well, that's how it should be." Shen Luo thought for a while: "Tomorrow, you tell Jian Cong to increase the construction team, recruit people around, and local people. With your efforts, you can offset the rent."

"It's a good idea to use your strength to pay the rent!" Jian Cong heard it the next day, and she was overjoyed: "It's a pity that my lord doesn't do business. By the way, did he say that the shops under each name are sold?"

"The ones that have already been divided, you have to ask each store if you want to sell them. In addition, he said that all five stores under his name have been sold. What hot store does he want?" Song Ran said.

"This is what I told him, hehe, in this way, I estimate that the adults will be able to collect the full amount of money in a few months at most." Jian Cong said.

"He said that the total cost will only be 500 million taels at most, and the rent will be collected later to help the construction of other parts of the imperial capital, as well as the construction of surrounding roads." Baili Songran said.

Upon hearing this, Jian Cong felt admiration for Shen Luo's shrewdness.