Chapter 564

The lights are on, and the capital is dim in the neon lights of the night.

Wanchun Court is next to Fengyue Cottage, bustling and shining. It used to be a place full of singing and dancing, and the whole building was full of red sleeves.

Until Fengyue Cottage became the property of a certain Li.

"Hey, after we drink, we will go to Fengyue Cottage to have another drink to get rid of our fatigue."

"Where to go? It's now a foot-washing place, and the girls have very strong hands."

"Tsk, how big can it be."

"Young Master Song knows, he went there once, and he is still shivering today."

Several nobles in plain clothes were shaking their heads and talking.

Suddenly, a cold snort came from the door.

"I think he will close down in a few days!"

Who is talking so arrogantly?

The lobby was quiet for a moment, and everyone turned around to look, but saw that the person who was talking had a face that was black and white.

It was the 'Young Master Song' mentioned by several guests just now.

Seeing this, all the guests in the hall laughed, and some even echoed a few words.

Song Qian sat down with anger:

"If my father hadn't been busy with the Hundred Flowers Festival these two days...you can accompany me to watch it in a few days!"

"I have something to do that day."

"I will be sick that day."

His companions at the same table leaned back slightly. None of the children of the official family dared to accompany him to Fengyue Xiaozhu.

At the same time.

The internal structure of Wanchun Courtyard, starting from the second floor, is connected by a cloud-like staircase like veins. Each room is like a staggered flower bud, all hanging from the ceiling.

And the higher you go, the higher the grade.

Top floor.

The son was talking nonsense below, and the father was sweating profusely during the meal.

"Hey, Uncle Zhong, that dress is already made, and it's expensive. Why don't you take it back and wear it? It's so cold, it's just right for you."

"Forget it. I'm not so poor that I don't need clothes in winter."

"The food and wine in Wanchun Court are still a little bit bad, but the place is good. It's right next to Fengyue Xiaozhu. How about I buy it and count it as Uncle Zhong's share. In the future, I will bring the soldiers from Southern Xinjiang to the Imperial Capital to have fun."

"Hmm?"

Song Shangshu and Qian Shilang couldn't help wiping their cold sweat while listening to the conversation between the two, but found that they couldn't wipe it off.

They seemed to be on a pirate ship!

"My lords, why are you so sad?"

Li Mo turned his head and looked at the officials in confusion.

"Hehehe... When I think of the soldiers guarding the border who have been through so much, I feel ashamed!"

Song Shangshu looked worried about the country and the people.

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Looking down at the system prompt for the final payment, Li Mo smiled and gave him a thumbs up:

"Open-minded."

As he spoke, his eyes swept across the faces of each adult.

He actually didn't care how much these people took. Anyway, those who could sit in this position were at least destined to rise to prominence, and he would not lose no matter how much they took.

More important was the investment feedback from southern Xinjiang.

When those food and military supplies were transported over, in addition to feedback, there would be a lot of power from all living beings.

When the topic came to the border affairs, Song Shangshu took the lead, and after a few glasses of wine, the others, whether they were sincere or not, also echoed.

"Yes, the conditions in southern Xinjiang are bad, and it is indeed difficult to guard the border."

Minister Qian drank a glass of wine.

"It's hard for the soldiers, so are we?"

The senior official beside him touched his belly and burped: "The treasury is empty, the southern border is far away, and the food and military supplies and various materials have been transported there, and most of them have been consumed. If we want to maintain that place, the burden is too heavy."

"No matter how hard it is, we can't let the royal family and Your Majesty suffer, so we have to make the soldiers suffer more."

"The situation will improve a lot after this batch of supplies are sent, but it's just a drop in the bucket..."

Zhennan Wang listened to them toasting and changing cups, rubbed his eyebrows, and was about to get up.

Loss of materials and food...

There are Xumi objects, and military supplies don't need to be escorted by the army. Most of them were lost on the way. Where did they go?

"I plan to buy some properties with Uncle Zhong in the capital."

"Oh? What are they?"

"Let's start from this street."

"...."

Zhennan Wang just stood up halfway, suddenly felt his legs weak, and sat back down.

The wine table was also silent for a while.

In the Great Yu Dynasty, the salaries of officials were not high. The adults worked hard to make extra money. If they wanted to buy a house in the inner city near the imperial city, they would have to think for a long time.

Today they learned a new unit of measurement.

Who would buy an industry by "one"?

Even the richest man in the capital did not have this ability. They could not help but wonder if Li Mo had some magic to turn stone into gold?

After three rounds of wine, the table was unusually calm.

Zhong Qin coughed lightly, and his peripheral vision swept over, and found that the adults kept silent, but their eyes were unusually bright, and they wanted to say something but stopped, but none of them spoke.

Like a hungry wolf, his eyes were green.

Don't show off your wealth, that is, Li Mo just dragged himself.

Who can go against money?

"Young Master Li, I told His Majesty that you are a rare talent, and today I find that you are even more heroic than I imagined."

"What Young Master Li? He is my brother. If you don't give up, we can become brothers..."

"As the saying goes, every year has this day, every year has this day, and between us, I think there is still a long way to go, a long way to go!"

"Come, brother, I'll toast you a glass."

"We are in charge of business affairs. If there is anything, we are all family members, so we can talk it out."

The atmosphere at the table was suddenly filled with a cheerful and harmonious atmosphere.

Even Sun Gui was looked up to.

He deeply understood a certain sentence at this time.

Money can make the gods go. If not, it means you don't have enough money....

Downstairs, Song Qian hung his head and walked towards Fengyue Xiaozhu subconsciously after getting drunk.

Just after walking out of the door of Wanchun Courtyard, a gust of cold wind blew, sobering him up a little and thinking of bad memories.

He didn't dare to enter the door now, so he could only sit back in the carriage with anger.

"Sooner or later..."

Before the thought fell, a group of people came out of the door.

"Hey, there's a stone in front. How dare you block my brother Li's way."

"It's time to change the name of our street. It doesn't sound good."

"I declare that from now on, this will be called Little Overlord Street!"

Looking at the middle-aged man with a drunken face and a lot of "brother" and the young man who was praised by many people.

"???"

The servant pointed and said, "Young Master, is that the master?"