Chang’an’s First Beauty

In the afternoon of the next day, under the leadership of Zhuang Yue, Lu Yan and Shen Zhen went to the Luyuan Garden where Wulipu Zhengyi was located.

The closed Zhu door slowly opened, and even Shen Zhen, who grew up in the den of wealth, couldn't help showing a stunning gaze.

In the garden, you can see the rockery on the front hall with stones piled up. The artificial hillside is three feet high, and there are a few green pine trees on the slope. It seems that there are many varieties and chaotic, but as long as you count the flowering period, you will know that even if the four seasons rotate, the flowers are still undefeated here.

The zigzag corridor in front of it has been crowned with a good name for its quietness and depth.

At the corner of the gallery, there is a water pavilion, which is as long as a boat, straddling the Yanhe River, surrounded by shrubs, and birds chirping.

Looking around, Luyuan is full of beautiful scenery. The most wonderful thing is the hot spring pool in front of the main courtyard. The scenery in winter is full of white mist, which is comparable to a fairyland.

Of course, the price of this courtyard is not much lower than that of Tongyifang at the foot of the imperial city of Chang'an.

But Lu Yan bought it after all.

After all, if you want to get close to the rich and powerful in Yangzhou, you can only live nearby.

The news of Luyuan’s change of ownership soon spread in Yangzhou City.

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Three days later, in the study.

Yang Zong handed over a letter. After Lu Yan read it, his index finger tapped on the table.

In this unannounced visit to Yangzhou, he dispatched more than 30 soldiers in total. Half of them disguised themselves as Wei Jia Ding, and the other half went to Yangzhou first, and went to the tea lodges outside the city, the wine shops, tea shops, pawnshops, restaurants and other places secretly dormant.

However, what is strange is that as long as they inquire about Yangzhou taxation, they find that most of the people in the city have a unified caliber, or they avoid talking, even the banker's mother and daughter are no exception.

In the end, it was Yang Zong who got the news through a murder case outside the city the day before yesterday.

The person who died the day before was called Miao Kang.

The Miao family used to make a living by selling rice, and the days were pretty decent, but since Zhao Chong was transferred to Yangzhou governor, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

As for Zhao Chong, he has a great appetite. He first took the position of the new officials with three fires, and cleared all the officials of the original county government. Then, he took all the mills in Yangzhou City as his own.

A few mills, it sounds like there is not much profit, but it is not.

After all, as long as the people want to grind brown rice into white rice, they have to use his mill. In the entire Yangzhou city, as long as they eat rice, everyone has to buy his account.

This act is tantamount to a compulsory sale.

Over time, he not only collected countless wealth, but also forced several Mifang to close their doors one after another, and the Miao family fell in the same way...

After a while, Lu Yan put the letter in his hand obliquely on the candlelight, and it burned into ashes in an instant.

He raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows, and said in a deep voice to Yang Zong, "Apart from these, have you found the rental shop?"

Yang Zong nodded, and took out a map of Yangzhou City from his arms, saying: "According to his subordinates' investigation, the pavement under Zhao Cishi's hands, from Xiaoshi Bridge to Taiping Bridge, accounted for more than half, but on the surface The money belongs to Mrs. Zhao Cishi’s mother's family, and the Gao family is in charge."

Lu Yan took the map and couldn't help but sneered.

According to the governor's salary, it is estimated that he will not be able to save so much wealth in two lifetimes.

After a long time, Lu Yan said slowly: "Tomorrow morning, you will leave for the Gao family and rent five shops as the housekeeper of the Weifu. "If you want to get in touch with Zhao Chong, you can only start from the Gao family.

"Subordinates understand." Yang Zong arched his hands.

In the evening, it was dark.

The sun fell, and the layers of white clouds slowly flowed, and finally they were lost in the boundless night sky.

Lu Yan crossed the covered bridge and returned to the main courtyard—Chunxi Hall.

Shen Zhen was keeping accounts in the room, and when he raised his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Lu Yan's upright and solemn back when he closed the door.

Her gaze couldn't help but froze.

Speaking of it, since living in Lu Yuan, he has been busy almost day and night, and they haven't spoken for a long time.

When she got up early yesterday, she went to sit in the yard for a while. The study was next to Chunxi Hall. When she glanced across her eyes, she could see Yang Zong and several other subordinates coming and going in and out of his study.

At that time, it hadn't dawned, so he hadn't closed his eyes all night.

At noon, I wanted to call him for a meal, but I saw him lying on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

Recall when I was in Chang'an.

Although she knew a lot about Jingzhao Mansion, because he only visited Chengyuan occasionally, she had never seen him so tired.

As a result, some words can't help but become difficult to speak.

Lu Yan sat on the couch, his eyes tired.

Shen Zhen hurriedly walked to him and said in a low voice: "Do you want to eat, your lord?"

Lu Yan rubbed his temples, thinking that he really should have something to eat, so he said in a low voice.

After a while, Shen Zhen brought some soup and rice in.

Lu Yan took a sip and found that it was still mutton and lotus seed soup. He raised his eyebrows and asked her, "You made this?"

Shen Zhen nodded, "Last time I saw Master Lu frowning, I guessed that the taste might be worse. This time I specially added **** to remove the fishy smell. How do you feel about it?"

Looking at each other, Lu Yan chuckled lightly.

Unexpectedly, she was more clever than she thought.

But there is no such thing as to please in this world. Lu Yan knew that she was so diligent because she was still thinking about seeing Shen Hong in her heart.

He set aside his bowl and whispered: "I'm still thinking about what I promised you. It's just that there have been so many things recently and we still need to wait."

Shen Zhen was taken aback, her face flushed slightly.

Now that she was seen through, she would naturally not lie in front of Jingzhaofu Shao Yin, so she nodded obediently and said: "I am very grateful if you can remember the many affairs of adults."

Seeing her honestly confessed and did not hide it, the unexplainable unhappiness in Lu Yan's heart gradually dissipated with a bowl of hot soup.

Lu Yan had eaten, and then went to the clean room. When he came back, he happened to see her sitting at the table, holding a few white fingers, and fiddled with the abacus.

He walked straight over and found that she was keeping accounts.

Looking at the neat rows of small prints, you can guess how serious she writes. However, he just asked casually about the accounting.

Shen Zhen felt the heat on the top of his head, and when he raised his head, he met his eyes.

She whispered: "Is your lord going to rest?"

Lu Yan held the scroll in his hand, moved a little bit to sit down, and said in a low voice, "How much is it?"

Shen Zhen lowered his head and glanced, and said: "I remember almost, just the vase and charcoal fire I bought this morning." In order not to be suspicious, Shen Zhen has bought back everything he can think of.

Hearing this, Lu Yan looked around, only to realize that the furnishings in the house were already quite different.

Hanging paintings, couches, wall tables, porcelain, bed making, screens, and incense burners are all exquisite and elegant.

He looked down at her, and suddenly felt that the advantages of bringing her here outweighed the disadvantages.

"No hurry," he said.

As soon as the voice fell, Shen Zhen continued to write.

Lu Yan looked at her looking serious, and had to sigh that the girl taught by Yunyang Houfu was really good. A woman who has not been out of the cabinet can make such an account, and she can be a role model for Lu Heng's generation.

As he turned the book, he said nonchalantly: "When did you start learning housekeeping?"

There were only two people in this room. He was obviously not talking to himself, and Shen Zhen couldn't help but stop writing again.

She bit her lower lip and said, "I started learning after Jihua."

Lu Yan turned the page again, his eyebrows frowned, and Ji Yan, such words were inevitably too sensitive.

He suddenly recalled an old thing.

The Shen family’s beauty is well-known to everyone in Beijing. It is jokingly said that no matter who reaches the age of the Shen family, they are afraid that the threshold will have to be repaired.

I remember at that time, when he was transferred to Jingzhao Mansion, the first case he tried was related to the Shen family.

About the beginning of July, Chun Nanbo's only son Tang Lu went to Yunyang Hou Mansion to propose marriage and was rejected. He was unwilling, so he wanted to sneak into Shen Mansion when the moon was dark, but he was nearly beaten to death by Yunyang Hou's chaotic club.

Although Yunyanghou is very powerful, Chunnanbo has only one son, Tang Lu.

When Tang Lu was in a coma, the two families of Shen and Tang had completely torn their faces.

At that time, although he was very scornful of Tang Lu's actions, he could not help but cursed Shen Zhen in his heart.

Who could have imagined that, within two years or so, he himself had tasted the troubles.

But even if you have tasted it. He can still distinguish between gains and losses in Fengyue.

For example, which are worth and which are not.

However, he also admitted that Dew's marriage is indeed particularly attractive.

Thinking of this, he looked at her again.

White-clothed black hair, with picturesque eyebrows and white face, under the illumination of the light, it seems to have a layer of brilliance like a goddess. It really makes people can't help but touch and love with their palms.

Once the charming mind comes up, it is like throwing the torch into the dry wood.

It burns on the touch.

He suddenly felt.

The scroll in my hand is very boring, so it's better to capture the snow-like arms...