Back to Ming Dynasty as Zhu Biao

Chapter 314

"Some incorruptibility is just for the higher-ups to see." The old man pointed to the direction of Beijing: "It's enough for us people to know, just bear with it and pass."

"How can this be tolerated? Didn't it say in the "Da Gao" that corrupt officials can be escorted to Beijing by local celebrities and ordinary people." Yang Xian frowned and said to the old man: "There is always a way."

The old man looked at Yang Xian in surprise. After all, not everyone knew about the "Great Law". Seeing that the old man became suspicious, Mu Ying led Yang Xian to find an excuse to leave immediately and continue to the next family.

In the afternoon, Zhu Biao brought Zhu Di and Mu Ying together, and they talked about today's delivery together.

"The magistrate of Fengyang is just a fox in human skin, pretending to be clean, embezzling food, and selling labor." Yang Xian slammed his fist on the table.

"I heard that there is a secret art museum in Fengyang. These Fengyang officials are here to receive those from the capital. The prefect of Huizhou, the general judge of Huizhou, the prefect of Fengyang, and the Tongzhi of Fengyang often come and go here."

After Zhu Biao heard this, he only felt that the Li Shantai he had met at the beginning could pretend.He even deceived his own eyes.

One piece of the government house was broken in more than a dozen places, it was sewn and mended, and there were patches everywhere. Three meals a day were tea, steamed buns and pickles.

If it hadn't been for the civil uprising, and the people heard such samples, he would have been kept in the dark by Li Shan.

If it was done with great fanfare this time, I'm afraid they would have already heard the news and dressed up.

Zhu Biao glanced at Zhu Di: "Brother looks like this, they can't recognize him."

"No problem, big brother, I'm sure they won't recognize me." Zhu Di smiled.

"In that case, let's go." Yang Xian asked Zhu Biao.

A few people came to the art museum they had inquired about, and were about to enter, but they were stopped by a tall and thick man at the door: "Hey, let's go, what are you doing here?"

Mu Ying clenched her fists, and after being stopped by Zhu Biao shaking her head, she said to the man, "Why can't we enter this art museum?"

"Where are there so many why? I said you can't enter, but you can't enter." The big man folded his arms and looked at Zhu Biao and the others: "There are other art museums in this city, you go to another one."

"Coincidentally, we want to come to this art museum today, brothers are accommodating?" Zhu Biao threw out a few treasure notes: "Let's talk about business."

The gatekeeper took a few glances: "Who do you know?"

"Old Li." Zhu Biao said with a wink and a smile.

"Old Li? Old Li." The big gatekeeper weighed the money in his hand and said, "Go in, don't look around casually, you know if you have it."

Zhu Di rolled his eyes, looked at the big man and nodded: "Got it."

Then Yang Xian and Mu Ying followed closely behind Zhu Biao, they acted as a group of business people.

Going up the mahogany stairs and turning the corner, Zhu Biao paused, this was the first time he came here to visit an art gallery.

Open the curtain and go in. In the hall, there are more than a dozen singers and dancers with bare shoulders, dancing with long sleeves.

When Zhu Di saw this scene, his eyes froze for a moment, and he was knocked twice by Zhu Biao before he realized: "Brother, this is such an outrageous dress."

Yang Xian and Mu Ying followed Zhu Biao and Zhu Di, staring straight at the back of Zhu Biao's dark head, like two bodyguards.

In the hall, there are several tables and soft couches around the windows, all of them men and women.

Zhu Biao chose a soft couch to sit down, and Zhu Di, Mu Ying and the others sat on the side.

At this moment, a woman who was still quite fresh walked over with her waist twisted: "Hey, my master, why are you sitting here drinking alone. Why don't you let me accompany you."

Zhu Biao lifted her chin with a fan, put his hand around her, and whispered in his ear, "Who were you serving last night?"

"Master, you are so bad~ Asking people such unspeakable questions, today I will naturally accompany the master." The woman threw her gauze at Zhu Biao.

Zhu Di coughed twice and looked at Mu Ying, then at Yang Xian.

"Let me ask you, who was it last night? Well, I will reward you for your answer." Zhu Biao threw her on the soft couch next to her: "Tell me."

The woman looked at Zhu Biao: "This man is majestic and handsome, why is he so ignorant of pity and sympathy, but I like it very much."

Zhu Biao said: "I am imposing, handsome and handsome. How can you tell me. I have pockmarks and beard all over my face, how can you say it. Who did you accompany last night? Who did you serve? Say one, one tael of silver."

The woman was originally a dancer, and she usually did some leather business, so she didn't have much morality, so she lay next to Zhu Biao's ear.Dozens of names were said.

Zhu Biao frowned and signaled Zhu Di to take some more money.

"It really costs money." Zhu Di took out a dozen taels and gave it to the woman.

Seeing Zhu Biao's generosity, the woman didn't give up after receiving the money, like a slippery and wriggling water snake: "Master, it's better for me to accompany you tonight."

Seeing that Zhu Biao remained silent, he looked at Zhu Di and Yang Xian who were beside him, afraid that he would not be able to bear it, but after thinking about it, he said: "If there are more of them, the master will have to add more money."

Yang Xian's face immediately turned black, this kind of romantic place is simply humiliating...

Zhu Di was younger, and with a blushing smile, he said to Zhu Biao, "Master."

At this moment, a fat man came out of the inner hall, looked at Zhu Biao who was sitting there, felt that he was a stranger, and immediately said: "Who are you coming to the Art Museum?"

"Oh, do business, do big business." Zhu Biao's pockmarked face trembled, and he said to the fat man, "Can you make the decision?"

"This can."

"How can we trust you?" Zhu Biao picked up the dried fruit on the table and chewed slowly.

"Don't worry, I know Li, Li, you know who it is." The fat man said.

"I don't know. I'm just looking for Li to do business." Zhu Biao emphasized.

"What business?" the man asked.

"Silk, firewood, charcoal, and servants are all fine." Zhu Biao stood up and said, "I'm afraid you don't have that."

"What?" Fatty was inspired by Zhu Biao's words: "There is nothing we can't get, just tell me."

Zhu Biao pretended to be surprised and said, "You really can get everything?"

"Of course you can get it."

"Earth-made cement? Is there any?" Zhu Biao asked with a smile.

"It's difficult, but as long as you have enough money, it's easy for us to get it." The man looked at Zhu Biao and said mysteriously, "This thing is very useful and precious." The man explained to Zhu Biao.

"How do you sell your firewood? How do you sell your charcoal?" Zhu Biao asked.

"It's not urgent, but it will take a few days before we can see it." The man explained to Zhu Biao.

Hearing that it was troublesome to make the kind of earthen cement that Zhidao used, as well as the firewood from them, and more, the fat man immediately laughed: "Why not?"

Zhu Biao raised his head: "Brother, we are all in business and want to meet the boss."

The fat man took a look, and after confirming that there was no problem, he went to bring the two officials of Huizhou Tongpan and Tongzhi.

After a while.The fat man brought in two officials and came out: "This is the old man. He wants to do business with us."

The two officials glanced at Zhu Biao and Zhu Di, and took a sip of tea: "We can do business with you, but..."

　Ask for collection.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)