Chapter 692 Mr. Zhao San

Ning Chen's eyes flashed slightly. Is the prefect of Qingzhou a little strange?

He could have killed Shen Min without anyone noticing, but he chose to report it to the court.

Either this Lord Prefect is a fool, or he has other plans.

Ning Chen looked at the government officials and said, "Arrange a warmer place for Mr. Shen."

Shen Min hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, you must not do this. I have to go back to the prison...According to Daxuan's laws and regulations, before the matter is found out, I am a prisoner. I cannot leave the prison except for interrogation."

"If the official censor knows about it, he will definitely be accused of bending the law for personal gain."

Ning Chen frowned slightly, thinking it didn't matter, what day would he not be invited to play?

Shen Min continued: "Your Majesty, the government has just sat back and ignored the disaster in Qingzhou, and has lost its credibility in the hearts of the people... Now, only your Majesty can save the people of Qingzhou. You must not bend the law for personal gain and lose your prestige because of the common people."

Ning Chen thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and asked someone to send Shen Min back to the prison.

"Old Pan, let's go meet the prefect!"

Ning Chen left with Pan Yucheng and Feng Qizheng.

Qingxiang Pavilion was a brothel, and it was inconvenient for Tantai Qingyue to enter, so she stayed.

The three of them, led by the government officials, came to Qingxiang Pavilion.

Qingxiang Pavilion is a relatively large-scale brothel.

The inside and outside are completely two worlds.

It's snowy and freezing outside.

It's warm as spring inside...it's broad daylight and the place is crowded and lively.

"Oh, what a handsome young man. Do the three gentlemen know any girls well?"

The old madam wearing heavy makeup came forward with a smile on her face.

"Of course, isn't it you?"

Feng Qizheng said with a lustful smile.

He can't do anything else, but Feng Qizheng has a good reputation in a place like this.

Some jargon made the old madam smile.

Throwing a piece of silver over, the old madam wished she could accompany Feng Qizheng in person.

"Old Madam, arrange a good private room for me and find the most beautiful girl here for me."

The old bustard said with a smile on his face, "You three gentlemen, please come upstairs!"

The old madam took Ning Chen and the others to a gorgeous room on the second floor.

"Wait a moment, gentlemen, I will go and arrange food, drinks and girls for you."

After the madam came out, the smile on her face disappeared. She quickly came to a room at the end of the corridor and knocked on the door.

"Come in!"

A dull voice sounded inside.

The old madam opened the door and walked in.

This box is very big, with the sound of silk and bamboo in it. There are more than a dozen warblers and swallows, all of whom are the most beautiful girls in Qingxiang Pavilion.

Three men were sitting around a table, each accompanied by two girls.

The man sitting in the middle is the oldest, with gray beard and hair.

The other two were in their forties and in their prime.

The old madam closed the door, twisted her fat buttocks and stepped forward with a flattering smile, "Third Master, you had a great time!"

The man sitting in the middle said: "Every time I come here, I see these faces. I'm tired of seeing them... There are so many people selling their sons and daughters. Take advantage of the cheap prices and buy more."

The old madam had a flattering smile on his face, "The third master said yes, I will let someone do it later."

The Third Master nodded and asked, "Are you looking for something from me?"

The Madam nodded and looked at the other two men.

The Third Master grinned and said, "Speak directly if you have anything to say. Both of you are our own people."

These two people were none other than the governor and prefect of Qingzhou.

The man with a thin face and a beard is Liang Anzhi, the prefect of Qingzhou.

Opposite him is the fat man with a fat face and a fat face, Ji Leshan, the governor of Qingzhou.

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, businessmen ranked last.

But judging from where I sit now, the magistrate and governor are headed by this man called the Third Master.

It is incredible for a businessman to be above officials.

Moreover, judging from the reactions of Liang Anzhi and Jileshan, it seems that they have already become accustomed to it.

The old bustard said: "Third Master, you two adults...three guests came here just now, and they speak with accents from the capital city."

"Beijing accent?"

The third master looked at Liang Anzhi and Jileshan.

The two looked at each other and frowned slightly.

Liang Anzhi's eyes flashed slightly and he said, "We have not received any news that the imperial court will send anyone."

Jileshan nodded, "I didn't receive it either. If the imperial court sent an imperial envoy to Qingzhou, we should have been notified long ago... People with accents from the capital may not necessarily be from the imperial court."

The third master hummed lightly, "Master Ji is right!"

He looked at the old madam and said, "Send a few smart girls to find out their background."

The Madam was about to nod when she heard a creak and the door behind her was pushed open.

Ning Chen and the others stepped in.

The eyes of the Third Master and others fell on Ning Chen and the others.

The face of the old madam changed greatly, "You three masters, why are you here? Follow me out quickly, and I will arrange a girl for you."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "Why bother? Isn't there a ready-made girl here?"

"It seems that all the beautiful girls from Qingxiang Pavilion are here." Ning Chen said, looking at the three men on the table, "You three, can you give us some girls?"

The Third Master narrowed his eyes and stared at Ning Chen, and said with a smile: "Young Master is from the capital, right?"

"Good ears!"

"I also know a few people who are officials in the capital, so I can tell."

Ning Chen smiled and said, "An official? What a coincidence... I also have a few friends who are officials in the capital."

Hearing this, the Third Master and his companions were relieved.

The young man said that he had several friends who were officials, which meant that he himself was not an official.

Moreover, at his age, even if he was an official, he would probably only be a minor official.

The Third Master asked with a smile: "It's freezing cold, what are you three doing in Qingzhou? Are you visiting relatives or friends?"

Ning Chen smiled and said, "It can be considered as visiting friends."

The Third Master smiled and said, "I wonder what you do in the capital?"

Ning Chen chuckled, "I don't even know who you are? You almost found out my background."

The Third Master was stunned and said with a smile: "I am Zhao Hongyi, doing a small business. Please give me face and call me the Third Master."

"It turns out to be the Third Master Zhao, nice to meet you!"

Zhao Hongyi bowed, "This young man should also be from a merchant family, right?"

Ning Chen nodded, "Good eyesight... I usually help my father manage the family business, but business is not easy nowadays. There are always some bastards coveting my family's property. Every year, it costs tens of millions of taels of silver just to manage various aspects."

Tens of millions of taels?

Zhao Hongyi and the other two were stunned on the spot!

After coming to their senses, the three of them looked at each other...with suspicion in their eyes, thinking that the young man was bragging.

Zhao Hongyi smiled and said, "I wonder what business your family is in? Who is your father? Maybe I know him."

Ning Chen shook his head, "You must not know my father... He usually associates with high-ranking officials in the court."

"High-ranking officials in the court?" Zhao Hongyi smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I also know a few high-ranking officials in the court."

Ning Chen said, "Who do you know? Not to mention the fourth and fifth ranks, there are too many such officials in the capital, and a brick can knock down a large number of them."