Chapter 429 Imperial Fragrance Tower

The Song Dynasty abolished military power, not the soldiers, but the entire military system, limiting the power of generals and not giving them the opportunity to become powerful, and then a general became the emperor and caused a Chenqiao mutiny to overthrow the Zhao Song Dynasty. In addition to the suppression of military officers by the civil official group, the continuous suppression of the status of military officers, and other restrictions on logistics, it is guaranteed that no one dares to act privately. Over time, the generals naturally did not know how to fight. Even if they knew how to fight, they did not dare to fight, and began to study the battle formation for fun. Anyway, it was whatever the civil officials said, the generals did, and the battle was fought as the battle formation was drawn.

What they adhered to was the belief that it was good not to do anything. Winning or losing did not affect them, and they could continue to make money steadily.

Of course, this was the idea of ​​some generals, and there were still people who had ideas, but they just didn't have the ability. The main military families of the Western Army, such as the Zhong family and the Zhe family, have continuously consolidated themselves in the war with the Western Xia. They are powerful and have become the top military families in the Song Dynasty. However, they dare not move and are tightly controlled.

Because they are already under suspicion, if they make any move, they will be killed first. The Song Dynasty's defense against internal generals has reached a perverted level.

However, there are not many restrictions for the middle and lower-level officers and soldiers in the army. The bad thing may be that as a soldier, they are thieves everywhere and are not welcome. They don't think about being popular. They just want to have money and live. It has to be said that the soldiers have no sense of honor and mission, which is the overall corruption of the army. Although all the soldiers of the dynasties in ancient times were not the people's soldiers like modern ones, they at least had the vision of fame and honor, but unfortunately, they didn't even have this thought in the Song Dynasty.

Because their idol, Di Qing, a low-level soldier who was exiled for committing a crime, worked his way up to become a privy councilor and a big brother in the military. But such a ruthless person was played to death by civil officials. Everyone thinks he is the next Di Qing, and no one thinks he is Di Qing, which is very sad.

Of course, those things have an impact, but in general, it is not big for some individuals, such as martial arts. After all, this is to save lives. Soldiers fight on the battlefield. If they are not good at their job, they will die.

Ancient times are a history of war, and war is the driving force for the advancement of various technologies. When various things progressed, the methods of saving lives and killing enemies on the battlefield naturally condensed into martial arts, and after continuous improvement and optimization, they were passed down. Some are still in the army, and some are scattered among the people.

The Song Dynasty had 800,000 imperial troops. Apart from other things, every dynasty had the situation of incomplete establishment and empty salaries, so this number must be a boastful number. But even if it is more imaginary, there is still no problem with 400,000 or 500,000 people. And among them, there are naturally many talented people. For example, Zhou Tong, the head coach of the Imperial Guards, taught Lu Junyi, Lin Chong, and Yue Fei, who is still a child.

The imperial guards were selected from the Imperial Guards to protect the emperor. There were only six such people, and the people called them imperial guards. They were ranked sixth, one level higher than the seventh-rank Zhiguo Lieutenant Wang. From this, we can imagine how high the martial arts of the imperial guards were.

Wang Yan knew that Lu Junyi's title of the world's best fighter was raised. This was not because Lu Junyi could not fight, but because of geographical restrictions. Lu Junyi's single-player records were too few and not authoritative.

During the Ip Man period, his title of the invincible martial arts king was not a boast. He fought from north to south, from east to west, and maintained a perfect record. He was the authoritative and the real world's best fighter. Of course, it's not that Lu Junyi is not good. In fact, his strength is already a top player, but there are always mountains outside the mountains and people outside the people. This man named Zhou Hong, who was armed with imperial weapons, was indeed a little better than Lu Junyi in martial arts. Whether it was his body, reaction, or martial arts, he was the best.

However, no matter how good his martial arts were, it was useless in front of the great official.

For the sake of viewing, Wang Yan did not choose to use heavy hands to end the fight quickly, but withdrew some punches and kicks, allowing Zhou Hong to exert all his strength and fight back and forth.

Zhao Ji was happy just watching it, and he would say "good" when he saw the fierce collision of moves from time to time. He still liked sports very much. He liked to watch wrestling and played football for many years. Otherwise, Gao Qiu would not have been able to get to the top. Now this kind of fist-to-flesh fight, the body is hit with clanging, which is very exciting. Isn't Zhao Ji happy to watch it? Most serious men like this kind of activity that stimulates adrenaline. Obviously, Zhao Ji is still a normal man.

After fighting for a while, he estimated that the time was almost up. The official swung away the incoming punch, made a feint to hit the opponent's face, and took advantage of the opportunity when the opponent dodged. He twisted his body to help, swung his long legs, and kicked Zhou Hong, who was unable to react, out with a beautiful whip kick. He seemed to be frozen, maintaining the posture of the whip kick, with one foot standing on the ground to pose.

"Good, good martial arts."

Hearing Zhao Ji's applause, the official Wang stopped posing, and saluted without blushing or panting: "Thank you for your praise, the martial arts of Zhou Yudai is also the best in the world. I heard that the imperial weapons of my Song Dynasty were selected from the 800,000 imperial guards, with a quota of six people. I think the other five imperial guards should be of such strength. My Song Dynasty Imperial Guards are full of talented people, and it is really the strongest army in the world."

"Okay, okay, you said that the Imperial Guards were so powerful, but Zhou Hong still lost to you. Isn't this just praising yourself. I know you are a martial arts expert, so don't brag about it anymore."

While speaking, Zhao Ji smiled and glanced at Zhou Hong, who stood up and panted violently, and then looked at Wang Yan, who was calm and composed in front of him. He didn't know that this kid was not serious at all.

"Because of my strength, I was born with stronger strength than ordinary people. I used a lot of precious medicinal materials to beat Ao's muscles and bones since I was a child, but ordinary people can't support them. Zhou Yudai probably started beating Ao's muscles and bones after he grew up. The conditions at home are not as good as those of small ministers and landlords, so they suffer a loss.”

After hearing this, Zhou Hong's face became a little better. He is the strongest among the six. As a member of the emperor's bodyguard and a member of the hundreds of thousands of imperial guards, he has never beaten a rich man from the countryside with his fists or kicks. He is very embarrassed. Of course, this is hard power. If you can't beat him, you can't beat him. But Zhao Ji is watching from the side. He lost. Who knows what Zhao Ji is thinking.

If he were Zhao Ji, and the best fighter among his men lost, he would definitely hold another round of competition in the army, select the strongest one, replace the six of them, and send them to the army to become mid-level officers. But officers in the army are not as comfortable as the imperial guards.

Now that Wang Yan has excused him, the rest depends on fate. After all, even if there is no competition today, they still have terms of office, it's just a matter of time.

Zhao Ji waved his hand: "Let's go and have lunch." After that, he tightened his robe and turned around to leave without even looking at Zhou Hong.

Wang Yan, of course, raised his eyebrows at Zhou Hong, indicating that he had nothing to do, it just depended on whether his life was tough or not, and then he followed Zhao Ji and left in a few steps...

After leaving the palace and refusing to be sent to the place where the young eunuch was sent, Wang Daguan walked slowly on the long street and returned to the direction of the inn leisurely.

He didn't say anything nutritious during the meal, but just listened to Wang Yan's flattery, which made Zhao Ji so happy that he even ate an extra bowl of rice. Of course, Zhao Ji also asked Wang Yan whether he wanted to join the military or become a local chief executive to contribute to the country. What else could he say? Of course, it all depends on Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji encouraged him with satisfaction, and said that if he needed anything, just ask, and given time, he would definitely be allowed to become an official. An emperor has spoken. Of course he has needs. He directly asked Zhao Ji for many master craftsmen who would serve as supervisors.

He knew that what Zhao Ji was talking about was fishing for him, just like the bunch of grass caught by a shepherd boy herding cattle, or of course, it could also be the bone used to tease a dog. If you want someone like him to have hope, just make more money.

After all, if you really talk about it, his ability to make hundreds of thousands of dollars a year is in the wrong place compared to going to the military or the local area. To Zhao Ji, he was the money bag for his extravagant spending.

This time Zhao Ji summoned him to the palace for the simple purpose of seeing what he was like. After all, he was too awesome. He had created so many new things and made so much wealth on his own, and he wouldn't trust anyone else. Kill it, be reluctant to part with it, keep it, worry about it, how normal it is.

In fact, this time when we met in the palace, what was said was not important, what was important was the performance. He, Wang, showed the frivolousness expected of a successful young man, and also showed awe for Zhao Ji. He was a somewhat quick-witted and sensible boy who could fight, making Zhao Ji feel that he could control the situation. Put your heart in your stomach. It was far from the genius that Zhao Ji had in mind, and it also increased Zhao Ji's tolerance for some of his little tricks.

Overall, it was a successful meeting and everyone felt at ease...

When the Wang family boy in charge saw the senior official coming back, he came up to him with a letter: "My boss, is everything going well?"

Wang Yan nodded and said, "Whose post?"

"Tong Guan, invite my boss to a meeting at Fan Lou tomorrow night."

"Send someone to inform me that I am not feeling well and need to recover for a few days."

The steward didn't ask any further questions and simply nodded in agreement.

Wang Yan hummed and wandered upstairs to drink tea.

He shouldn't, let alone have anything to do with Tong Guan and others. Today it is Tong Guan, tomorrow it may be Cai Jing. Although he said that he had a good reputation in Zhao Ji's heart, he was just a lucky businessman, and Tong Guan and Cai Jing were Zhao Ji's confidants. All military and national affairs were in their hands, and it was not just about making money.

Besides, he has united the front with Yang Jian. It is understandable that he is recommended, but it would be outrageous if he had an intersection with Tong Guan and others. He is a member of Zhao Ji. He cannot rely on the so-called simplicity in the emperor's heart and all-around exquisiteness to make friends with important officials in the court, regardless of whether he is good or evil. He had to ensure that he was pure and just a small businessman, otherwise he would be causing trouble for himself.

It was self-evident why Tong Guan was looking for him. If it wasn't really difficult to meet him, he would really want to meet this eunuch who bought an empty city for millions of dollars and even made him the king.

After drinking tea and reading a book in the afternoon, Wang Yan looked out the dark window. The snow was still falling with no sign of stopping. Throwing the book aside, he put on his bearskin coat, went downstairs, called his attendant, put on the carriage and went out.

Because it was snowing and there were few people around, the driver let his horse gallop along the fairly spacious road. After a while, we arrived at the destination of our trip, Yuxiang Tower.

As the saying goes, what comes comes comes. His goal was clear. Since he finally came to Bianjing, he had to see how handsome Master Li was.

Jumping out of the carriage with a light movement, Wang Daguan stood at the door and looked at the Yuxiang Tower.

Like the Fan Tower, the Yuxiang Tower is not a single building. It is also a complex of buildings with one, two and three floors. It is quite a scene. The architectural styles of this era are generally the same, the only difference is the decoration. After all, Yuxianglou is a brothel, so from the outside it is inevitably more showy and coquettish. People can understand what this place is about at a glance.

Of course this is a place to eat and drink, but there are just more beautiful and passionate women to accompany you.

"Master, it's cold outside. Stop standing here. Please come inside."

Looking at the smiling Mr. Turtle in front of him, the official walked in with his long entourage who was always smiling happily. Why is Chang Sui giggling? Because the high official said that he would treat her to a treat because of the in-depth contact with that passionate little lady.

"The official looks surprised. Is this your first time coming to our Yuxiang Tower?"

"yes."

"Hey, you've come to the right place. A high-ranking official is not a braggadocio. When it comes to handsome men, even Fan Lou can't compare to me, Yuxiang Lou. We have the best oiran in the world, Madam Li, here. besides……"

Along the way, Wang Yan also gained an understanding of this place while listening to the fluent introduction from Turtle Gong. Nothing special, just one-stop service. There are also some oiran lists. There are many famous courtesans on it, and it is not just Li Shishi who is in charge. To sum it up, there are many girls here, the girls here are good, and rich people come here.

Wang Yan asked: "Master Li, can you come out today?"

Mr. Gui was not surprised that this person who looked like he was from out of town would ask about Master Li, because he could hear this question dozens of times a day: "It's a coincidence that the officials are here. Madam Li is in a good mood today, so she played a song. It's just right." Listening to those talented people writing poems and praising the snow. However, high-ranking officials have probably heard that Mrs. Li is a forbidden concubine of the official family. On weekdays, it is just listening to Mrs. Li singing and playing the piano. If something really happens, it will happen. It’s a shame. So I advise you to just meet Mrs. Li and don’t have any other thoughts.”

Not all brothel girls are staged. Let's put it bluntly, Master Li is hanging out with Zhao Ji. Even if he is not, if Master Li is a servant and does not sell his body, he can't be forced by others. After all, Yuxiang House is privately owned, not government-run. It is rare to have such a large area in a good location in Bianjing, let alone open a brothel that is most likely to cause trouble. The person behind it is also called a powerful person. It's so powerful that most people can't use it. And it's not all prostitutes here, there are also other outhouses kept by high-ranking officials and dignitaries here, and the backend is quite complicated.

Of course, that's what Qingguo said, it's all hype. Wherever there are people who are really selling their art but not their body, they are all here. It is impossible not to sell them. It's just a matter of operating it for a few years and maximizing profits.

Obviously, Li Shishi met Zhao Ji, and she was not among them.

"Thank you for reminding."

"The big officials have hurt the villains, but there are some people who don't believe in evil these days. When the villains see that the senior officials are kind, they will say a few words and don't blame the villains." Mr. Turtle pointed to a door in front of him with a smile. : "Just go in through this door."

Wang Yan nodded, he had heard the commotion inside.

As soon as the door opens, a whole large space appears in front of you. Except for the small group of friends gathering in the private room, or those doing business in the girl's room, everyone should be gathering in this hall...

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