Live together with Qing

A few months later, a rumor crazily swept across the entire East Qingdu, no, it was every inch of land in the Xihe Continent/four/countries.The newly enthroned emperor is a real womanizer.There are all kinds of lively and fragrant descriptions in the market, the emperor proclaimed prostitution to the court ladies day in and day out, and dared to lay hands on the concubines left behind by the previous emperor.

Disregarding etiquette, justice, integrity and shame, disregarding the face of the Tian family.Those who heard it sighed, alas.

The royal family of Dongqingdu has always had only two princes, and the emperors of all dynasties have always kept themselves clean. There are only a few concubines in the harem, and they will simply fill the harem when they have no children. Therefore, the selection of concubines is also under the control of the selection department.

"The emperor wants to choose a concubine?" Murong Duan frowned into a "Sichuan" word. The one-month national mourning has just passed, and there is still a rule for the common people not to marry within a year of filial piety. Chen Yu is so impatient?

"So, you are going to persuade the emperor, this is not allowed." The woman opposite Murong Duan had a slim waist and a flowing skirt, covered with a thin pink gauze dress, red phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, pink face with spring, and red lips.It was his own sister, Murong Jin.

"You said you wanted to wait half a year for the wedding, and now you regret it?" Murong Duan looked at his sister coldly. On the day the former emperor passed away, it was Murong Jin who hurriedly urged him to see Chen Yu, for fear that Chen Yu would let Chen Yu go. Yu felt that the Murong family had neglected him, the new emperor.

Murong Duan and his elder sister have had little contact since they were adults. Although they are close, his elder sister has a higher heart than the sky. Being a queen is her lower limit, and she wants to be a queen mother.

The life of the former emperor was a little long, the prince Chen Yu was almost thirty years old, Murong Jin was still dragging his life and death not to marry the prince, and insisted on marrying into the palace as the empress of the palace. Old lady, if it weren't for the respect and authority of the Murong family, the crown prince might not be willing to wait so long.

Let you affectation, do it!It's all right now, the groom's official has changed to another person, so I won't accept your set.Murong Duan was dissatisfied, but he didn't dare to say it out. After all, if his sister had really married back then, as the widow of the former prince, she would be on the verge of riding a tiger.

Murong Duan met Chen Yu when he resumed his status as the prince. Although this person and the former prince Chen Yu were somewhat similar in appearance, their personalities and behaviors were quite different. The puppet, when he saw the officials later, his eyes dodged and he was afraid of his hands and feet.But after the former emperor passed away, when Chen Yu met him in the East Palace that night, he said that his attitude was still modest and polite, but there was a kind of violence that Murong Duan couldn't describe.

It felt like some kind of terrifying beast had been released from within.

Murong Jin planned to survive the national funeral and prepare for another half a year to let the emperor have a grand wedding in a grand manner.It's just that I didn't expect that Chen Yu couldn't wait any longer, and wanted to accept the concubine first?How amazing is this?In case some little slut's womb is secretly formed, the next prince will not be his own child.

Absolutely not!

"I don't care what you think, anyway, you can't choose a concubine, not before the big wedding." Murong Jin was used to being forceful, her brows were furrowed, her phoenix eyes widened.

Murong Duan doesn't like her, but now that the national funeral has just passed, the selection of a concubine has to go through a set of procedures of "Na Cai", "Ask Name", "Na Ji" and "Na Zheng". Still have to spend a lot of money.This year has held the ceremony of offering sacrifices, the funeral of the former emperor, and the enthronement ceremony of the new emperor. The national treasury is a little tight. It would be good if it could be delayed until next year.

After sending Murong Jin away, after thinking about it, he planned to go to Yizhi's Shangshu Chengli first to discuss countermeasures.

"Master Cheng, are you feeling better?" Murong Duan looked at Cheng Li, who was leaning on the collapsed mat and sighing, feeling a little sympathetic.Chen Yu and his father, no, are different from the emperors of all dynasties. They always like to challenge the bottom line of Chengli on the basis of the rules set by their ancestors.Although Chengli is quite deep in the city, he is still a sour literati in his bones. After coming and going again and again, the lung disease is not cured.

"Ahem, Mr. Murong, let me tell the truth, I can't persuade you about this matter, and I advise you not to bother." Cheng Li has always had a compassionate temperament recently, feeling that his time is approaching, and his words are kind. "That one is not a master who can listen to persuasion, and there is no one under my system of rituals who can use it. With his imperial decree to choose a concubine, I can still breathe a little bit about the wedding at the beginning of the year." Speaking of this, Cheng Li suddenly After a pause, he glanced at Murong Duan, "If Changsheng was still alive, I wouldn't be so stretched."

Hearing this name, Murong Duan's figure shook, his face was gloomy, the two looked at each other silently, after a while, he handed over his hands and said goodbye.

Wei Changsheng's return to his hometown to keep his filial piety is really an example for everyone. He first went back to dismiss his servants, sold the house, moved his parents' graves to his ancestors' graves, and then moved into the mountains alone, isolated from the world, and no one was there. I saw him again, and now I don't even know whether he is dead or alive. The romantic boy who was in the court eight or nine months ago has long been forgotten in the capital.

Murong Duan gritted his teeth, flicked his sleeves, and went into the palace to see the emperor.

"Emperor."

"Oh, you came just in time."

"Is something wrong with the emperor?"

"It's too boring in the palace. It wasn't in your article on the monarch that you asked the emperor to be more considerate of the people's sentiments. I was thinking of asking you to take me around the capital."

"...The emperor is going to inspect the officials?"

"Look at you, how can a hundred officials represent the people's sentiments, I want to visit in private."

"when?"

"Now."

"Then... wait for the minister to make arrangements."

"What is the arrangement? I have already mentioned private visits on microservices. If you announce it to the world, why should I visit?!"

Chen Yu's tone was like rain, Murong Duan had no choice but to submit obediently.He asked the palace maid to change the clothes of ordinary princes for the emperor, and changed his own official clothes. He secretly arranged a group of royal guards to follow him. The two left Taixing Palace through the side door and walked towards the market in the south of the city. .

Along the way, Chen Yu lacked interest in everything he saw, seldom spoke, and walked faster and faster.Murong Duan thought, don't let passers-by see that the two of them are strange in words and deeds, so he had no choice but to find something to say.

"There are a lot of shops in this area, and they also sell special products from Nanchi Country and Xichi City. Many women and children like to shop here."

"This area is mainly wine shops. The business is better at night. Now it's daytime, so it's a bit quieter."

"By the bridge is..."

Murong Duan suddenly stopped talking, how to walk, he came to the vicinity of Taohuawu, after crossing this bridge, it is Nanyuan where young men are raised, and another street is Beiyuan, commonly known as the deep place of flowers, how could he bring Dijun came to visit this kind of place?

"Dijun, it's getting late, the palace should be in a hurry."

Chen Yu smiled strangely, "Aiqing, I want to know, what does the place where officials drink flower wine and stroll around the flower street look like?"

Murong Duan was at a loss for words for a while, and looked at Chen Yu with his hands behind his back, and walked towards the other side of the bridge triumphantly.

Bad, if his sister Murong Jin knew that he took the emperor to visit Beiyuan, he would definitely sever ties with him.He quickly ran after him, racking his brains on how to dissuade the emperor.

Just as he was walking past the gate of Taohuawu Restaurant, a person beside him brushed past him, Murong Duan's heart skipped a beat, he grabbed that slender figure, and turned that person's face towards him.

The result disappointed him a lot. This was an extremely mediocre passer-by, his face was dotted like black hemp, and spots were like sparrow eggs, dotted all over. Not to mention it made people feel unappetizing, and his body was emitting a bad smell.

Feeling sick for a while, he hurriedly let go of the man, exerted all his strength, and continued to chase in the direction of the emperor.

Damn it, am I in a daze, I shouldn't have heard his name today!

The passerby whose face was covered with pockmarks also seemed to be frightened by Murong Duan's abruptness, and froze in place blankly.

"Master Hou."

"what."

"He went to Beiyuan."

"I'm not blind."

"Well, he seems to have been scolded by the adult in front of him just now, and he chased the man in front of him."

"Why are you talking so much nonsense today, Xiaochao!"

"Master Hou, you really stink today, do you want to wash it?"

Xiao Chao beside him was slapped heavily on the head, and couldn't help shrinking back.This pockmarked passer-by was none other than Wei Changsheng after his disguise.

It is said that Wei Changsheng scoffed at Xiaochao and the others following the people/skin//mask/clothes technique handed down by Elder Yan. He himself is a gold medal seller at the luxury counter, so makeup is a piece of cake for him, and he re- I reviewed the chemistry knowledge from middle school in my mind.It's also thanks to the fact that the chemistry teacher at the time was a beautiful young woman who wore a new dress every day. The young boys in the class were full of enthusiasm. He took the opportunity to listen carefully, and his chemistry scores improved by leaps and bounds. Compared with the computer major he chose in college, he really liked chemistry. It's just that it's really hard to find a job for this kind of major, and he knows that he doesn't have the capital to act recklessly.

Wei Changsheng spent some time concocting a bunch of bottles and jars with the materials from several pharmacies and grocery stores secretly run by Elder Yan's subordinates. He fiddled with his face when he had nothing to do, and he didn't allow Xiaochao and the others to peek at them. disturb.

Until one day, a middle-aged man with dark face, freckles, and stooped back appeared in the courtyard. Xiao Chao and the others were astonished and jumped up and down around him.

"Master Hou, you are so powerful that you can't see it at all."

"Then how did you recognize me?" Wei Changsheng was a little annoyed. Although he was satisfied with the children's first reaction, he quickly rushed to him with joy on his face. If bad guys really sneaked in, what should these silly children do?

Xiao Chao ho ho laughed silly, sniffled, "Master Hou, I can recognize your smell."

oh!I see!Wei Changsheng pushed away their little furry heads, and went back to study the "perfume" that concealed body odor.

From then on, a middle-aged man with dark skin and pockmarked face, "Second Master Chen" was born at the right time. Wei Changsheng used this name to start walking in the rivers and lakes, no, he was the business world of Dongqingdu.

During the funeral of the former emperor, entertainment was not allowed throughout the country, and restaurants, restaurants, fireworks, and alleys were not allowed to open. He took the opportunity to buy a lot of shops, and even bought shares in Nanyuan and Beiyuan.He handed over the operation of the shop to a few former subordinates of Elder Yan. When he had nothing to do, he went to patrol the shop, checked the account books, and sorted out all the news collected in the shop into a book, and sent it back to Beimingzhou on a regular basis. He didn't get much praise, but no one from Beimingzhou troubled him anymore.

As for Nanyuan and Beiyuan, he went to Beiyuan more often. When he was still Wei Yingcai, he would inevitably accompany guests to some high-end clubs after work. He could still smell the money-making routines there. Yes, so during the suspension of business for the national funeral, he took some time to let the girls in Beiyuan learn some furs of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and allocated a sum of money to upgrade some "rooms" into themed rooms, "Peach Blossom Spring", "Qiangcui" Nunnery", "There is a phoenix to come to the instrument"... There are so many beautiful things in the eyes, which pleases some literati.

Wei Changsheng knew the consumption psychology of these men who came to Fireworks and Willow Lane, spending money just for the sake of novelty.

As the market recovers, these shops of his are newly opened, attracting a large number of guests, and the crowds are like a market.

As a behind-the-scenes shareholder, he made a lot of money, and he didn't need to show his face, so he lived a pretty comfortable life.

As for Nanyuan, he had only been there once, and he happened to meet Murong Duan, who was so frightened that he hid on the second floor shivering.