The shop opened smoothly and its fame was also considered to be open. The only disadvantage was that it did not open and did not receive a single order in a few days. However, as Cao Hua expected, although Bianjing was rich and powerful, buying a hairpin for a thousand taels of silver was similar to buying a modern jewelry for hundreds of thousands of yuan. If the business was prosperous, it would be hard to understand.

These days, he has been working hard at the Wu'an Marquis Mansion and Diankui Si at the two points and one line. The things in the study were demolished almost the same, and they all started to beat the house beams. He had everything, but he had no money. He didn't dare to sell the huge Wu'an Marquis Mansion, which was rewarded by the emperor. Han'er, was in charge of his monthly salary. He didn't say the reason last time he took 100 taels, and it was inevitable that Han'er would be embarrassed if he took the money.

His salary is not much, and the salary of Yutang Luzhu is easy to say every month. However, the huge house needs to be cleaned and repaired. All kings, princes, generals and ministers have to give gifts in all kinds of matters. Of course, they cannot bring two kilograms of meat to give gifts in his capacity. It is a considerable expense to gather kings and princes in Bianjing. He is lonely and has no wives and concubines, so he can't find an excuse to receive the gifts.

It's hard! He had tightened his belt on his face, but began to pray that the fat sheep would appear early. Unfortunately, the fat sheep did not wait, but instead waited for bad news.

In early April, Cao Hua was in Diankuisi's moxigong and guided Han'er to practice martial arts. In Diankuisi's study, he stood in the room with a serious expression and taught seriously: "Yes, keep going down and stretch out his hand..."

A blanket was spread on the ground, Han'er, wearing a floral skirt, sat on it, her slender legs were combined and straightened, pressing her upper body down until her chest was stretched forward against her knees and palms. A standard yoga movement.

Since childhood, Han'er has been practicing martial arts, and she has no difficulty in physical fitness, but after all, she is a bit restrained for the first time.

"Young Master, can you really practice what you call magical skills?"

Han'er's magical skills were naturally "under a palm, the table and chairs turned into powder."

Cao Hua's face remained unchanged: "Practicing martial arts is a hard skill that can wear away a stone. Don't think about flying without learning to walk."

"Han'er knew his mistake." Han'er quickly put on a pose seriously and never dared to ask more questions again.

Not to mention, although this little girl doesn't talk much, she is quite cute.

Cao Hua touched his chin and looked at it carefully. He was about to let Han'er slam a fork when suddenly the sound of running came from outside the door.

Both of them were masters who were observing the various directions. Han'er "rubbed" and stood up, looking at the door with a slightly cold face. Having been disturbed by practicing qigong, it was a big taboo for martial artists.

A chief clerk of the Ministry hurried outside the house: "Governor! After reporting from the spies, he found a few suspicious people in the city, who seemed to be a few bandits coming from Liangshan, but they were too cunning and lost."

"Liangshan?"

Cao Hua frowned, remembering the night he had just arrived. Han'er said that there were several Liangshan River bandits coming towards Bianjing. Liangshan was easy to defend but difficult to attack but difficult to wipe out. However, his power was not great. He did not mean to offend the many heroes of Liangshan, so he casually said: "Who is here?"

"I don't know." The master wiped the sweat on his forehead, his eyebrows and eyes drooped: "According to the spy's report, there were five people, including a honest man and a black-faced Confucian scholar, who had been exposed on Yanglou Street a few days ago."

"Five people...black-faced Confucian scholar..."

Cao Hua sat behind the desk and muttered: "Liangshan...five people...Bianjing..."

Feeling familiar, he asked in a blink of an eye: "Is there a person named Li Shishi on Yanglou Street?"

Han'er was slightly stunned: "Minglou's courtesan, the young master is busy with all kinds of things, so he can't remember such a fair woman."

"Do our emperors often go for prostitution?"

Han'er was shocked and said tremblingly: "Young Master, please pay attention to your words. However, the emperor does indeed often visit Miss Li."

Cao Hua covered his mouth and thought about it carefully. The Five Tigers of Liangshan should be in Tokyo on the Lantern Festival. Now it is April. But he can travel through time, and there is nothing that can't happen.

If there is another chaos in the capital, he will probably end up being the governor. He is not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of one. Thinking of this, Cao Hua did not dare to be careless and hurried out.

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In the afternoon.

He disguised himself as he came to Shiquan Lane alone, and went to the idle house to check it out, without any trace of Xie Yijun. He was a little relieved. As long as the mad girl who had the fighting power was not able to get together with Li Kui, she would be much easier to deal with.

After returning to Yanglou Street, he first went to the teahouse opposite the shop to find Liu Laosi.

At this time, the outside of Wanbao Building had calmed down, leaving only two smart guys to enter the shop. Not many people came to the shop. The business of Baibaozhai next door was booming, and even the girls and ladies from the outer city came to buy jewelry from all over the place, and the bustling doors were crushed.

Mr. Liu sat in the teahouse with a frown, looking at his crotch from time to time, sighing: "It's over, it's over, it's not open for so many days. If Mr. Cao knew, he wouldn't be eunuch..." His shoulder was slapped. Mr. Liu was about to curse when he saw the two scholars with beards, and he was so scared that he almost knelt down.

"Get up."

Cao Hua covered his face with his sleeves, for fear of being seen by his acquaintances across the street: "The shop is not in a hurry, please accompany me to do something first."

Master Liu Nodded repeatedly: "Young Master, it's okay."

Governor Cao looked around and whispered when he saw no one paying attention, "Take me to Minglou for a walk."

Visiting brothels?

Can this count?

Liu Laosi was stunned, then clapped his hands and said attentively: "Don't worry, the young master just wants that girl, please pack all the Qing Gong'er and Red Gong'er to send them to the mansion. With Dian Kuisi's support... Hey... don't hit me..."

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The lights are on.

Cao Hua dressed as a scholar and slowly walked to Minglou on Yanglou Street. Minglou was half a street away from Baibaozhai. He was so close that he went directly to the back door for fear of being discovered.

Liu Laosi nodded and bowed to lead the way. He was very familiar with the local snake in Nancheng.

He was going to visit Li Shishi in a low-key manner and see the brothels in this world. However, when the madam recognized him when they met, they knelt on the ground and smiled: "Mr. Cao, you have time to come and support him. The shop is so full of glory."

Those who can open a brothel in Yanglou Street will have no vision. Cao Hua can recognize this living king of hell even if he turns into ashes, not to mention disguising himself.

When Master Liu Si met, he straightened his waist and waved his hand: "Stop talking, let the idle people get out of here, and all the girls will come down!"

After finally shaking his official power, Liu Laosi was so proud.

The old madam Tang, Minglou, smiled pale and said, "Young Master is here, I am not welcome, but there are many regular customers in the building, so I hope you can make it convenient."

Minglou, the first brothel in Donghua, earns money every day. If all the guests are driven away, I don’t know how much money I will lose.

Liu Laosi said angrily: "Cao Gong is not allowed to clear the scene when he is here? Do you think Cao Gong can't afford the money? Cao Gong comes to your Minglou, how dare you ask for money?"

"Don't dare!"

Mrs. Tang smiled apologized on her face, but she secretly complained in her heart. It would be better if the Tai Sui Master was angry and killed the two of them, she would probably not dare to come to Minglou for half a month.

Cao Hua really couldn't listen. If he had known each other, he might as well bring Han'er girl over here.

"Since the city has been rampant, I just come and have a look, and there is no need to mobilize all the troops."

Mrs. Tang nodded timidly and said yes, "I dare to believe these polite words and hurriedly led the way in front and asked the servants to invite all the guests away."

Minglou covers a vast area and is located in the Tinghu Lake behind it.

As the top brand in Minglou, Li Shishi is loved by all the people. He lives in a nearby house on weekdays and will only appear during festivals. If the princes and nobles in the city meet each other, they must invite them in advance.

Cao Hua reported his purpose, but Mrs. Tang looked embarrassed and said that the Shishi was receiving distinguished guests, which was inconvenient for the time being.

It’s inevitable to be depressed if you’re in vain.

In the corridor, Mrs. Tang saw Cao Taisui's sword eyebrows slightly frowning and her eyes were cold. Her unintentional expression scared her to death and said in a trembling voice: "I will take the young master here now."

This scene made Master Liu feel refreshed and happy. A look of his eyes could scare people. Following such a person as a traitor is accumulating virtue from his ancestors.
Chapter completed!