Xiao Yueye's brothel has been in operation for more than half a month. Www!QUaNbEn-xIAoShUO!Com In the past half month, every day has been bustling with people and customers arriving like clouds. Sometimes, Xiao Yueye had to restrict the number of people in order to ensure smooth movement inside the brothel. And since seeing the beauty of the Twelve Golden Hairpins, most people have come here because of their fame. However, Xiao Yueye had already agreed with Aunt Jing that the Twelve Golden Hairpins would only perform together once a month. At other times, they would take turns performing in the brothel. I'm in a good mood, but I want to drink a few drinks with you. If I'm in a bad mood, no one can force me.
There was a small episode. The son of an unknown official got drunk, made trouble inside, and even threatened Aunt Jing. Later, he was thrown directly into Fengyue River by the guards. Less than half an hour later, his great official father came to apologize in person, which was a spectacle. And this also made everyone understand how terrifying Xiao Yueye's power was. Some dandy boys who like to make trouble through drinking have to restrain their temper. Fortunately, the brothel had complete entertainment facilities and countless fine wines and delicacies, which quickly made them forget about these unpleasantnesses.
As expected, the three main high-end famous wines of "Wine Meets a Bosom Friend" soon spread among the upper class society. There were countless people outside asking about it, but it was only later that they finally discovered that they were only sold in the No. 1 brothel in the world. Moreover, they are still sold in limited quantities every day.
In this way, it attracted a large number of guests.
In just half a month, Xiao Yueye's income was as much as 120,000 yuan. After deducting the total amount of zero and zero, the net profit amounted to more than 80,000 yuan. This made Xiao Yueye, Zhang Dehai and Song Chuan burst into laughter.
After the brothel was on the right track, Xiao Yueye funded Yun Mengtian to open a branch of "Drinking with Confidants" in the capital, and the business was also very prosperous.
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"Grandpa, the business of the No. 1 brothel in the world built by Xiao Yueye is really good. If he hadn't only dealt with the business of dignitaries, I'm afraid all the brothels in the surrounding area would have closed down." Mo Hangyu said with a hint of emotion in his tone. A trace of unspeakable expectation and curiosity.
Mo Zhiqi glanced at him indifferently and said nothing. He just turned to look at Su Jing: "How are you progressing in the Ministry of Education?"
"Although Xiao Yueye still has a few important parts in his hands, our people are already able to operate. Prime Minister, you can rest assured. Give me another half year, and I will be able to completely eliminate Xiao Yueye." Su Jingyi faction It was elegant, but there was a deliberate expression of excitement in his tone.
"Well, you're doing a good job. Hangyu, you have to hurry up. Your president is the grandson of the old prince. You must find a way to have a good relationship with him. Do you understand?"
"I know, Grandpa."
Mo Zhi nodded, looking a little tired. After all, he is getting old. Recently, he has been suffering from dizziness and his physical strength is not as good as before. This time, Su Jing and Mo Hangyu were summoned in their bedroom. Facing this situation, Su Jing was confused, while Mo Hangyu was nakedly excited.
"Okay, I'm tired, you can go out." He waved his hands casually, and Mo Zhi leaned on his chest with his eyelids drooped.
After a while, the housekeeper Lao Fu knocked on the door and came in. He was holding a bowl of bird's nests in his hand: "Master, the blood swallow is here."
Unexpectedly, he responded, stood up, took the bird's nest from Lao Fu, and drank it slowly.
Lao Fu took the empty bowl and was about to leave when Mo Qi called out to him: "Old Fu, sit down and have a chat with me."
"Yes, Master." Lao Fu gently placed the bowl on the table and stood respectfully beside the bed.
"You have served me for thirty years, right?" Mo Zhiqi sighed and said softly.
Lao Fu stood silent, knowing that what he needed at this moment was just someone to listen.
With a hint of satisfaction in his eyes, Mo Zhiqi continued to sigh: "In the blink of an eye, thirty years have passed! The Mo family has come step by step to where it is today, and has experienced countless ups and downs. Hey, those old faces, Damn it, you are the only one who is by my side now. Haha, you are the only one I can trust in the entire Mo family. "
"Master, please take care of yourself." Lao Fu hurriedly stepped forward to pat him on the back and poured him another cup of tea.
Unpredictable waved his hand calmly: "I know my own body well. After all, I am no longer as young as I was when I was old. When Hangyu saw me just now, his face was filled with excitement that could not be concealed. I know that he is happy, He is waiting for me to lie down. Haha, he is still young and can't hide his joy. If it really gets to him, I'm afraid it will be over. "
After saying that, Mu Zhi couldn't help but shook his head, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.
"Master, don't worry. Master Sun is still young after all. He will get better in two years."
"You don't have to say good things for him. Don't I still know what kind of material he is? Lao Fu, I'm really worried. What will happen to the Mo family if I go there one day? Hangyu can fight him Those two old guys Zhang Dehai and Song Chuan? And Xiao Yueye, who is already so young, is beyond the capabilities of Hangyu." Mo Zhiqi was out of breath as he spoke.
Lao Fu pondered for a moment and said tentatively: "Master, isn't there Su Jing, the consort?"
"Him?" Mo Zhi's eyes suddenly became profound: "Su Jing is a talent, this is undeniable. But his palace is too deep and his ability is too strong. I can still suppress him now, but what about in the future? What if? How could Hangyu hold him down when I'm gone? Su Jing is a sharp double-edged sword! I regret holding him up now."
"Sir, I have something to say. I don't know whether to say it or not."
"It doesn't matter if you say so. This work is an exclusive text version and may not be reproduced without permission. Excerpts. For more latest and fastest chapters, please visit.bsp; Lao Fu bent even deeper: "Master, from what I see, the prince-in-law is I am not someone who is willing to be inferior to others. However, no matter what position he climbs to, he will be involved with our Mo family throughout his life. After all, he married a princess, and he still loved the princess deeply. In the eyes of other parties and even the emperor, he is a member of our Mo family. This cannot be changed no matter what. "
"Ahem, I understand what you are saying. However, even if he has no intention of rebelling against our Mo family, Hangyu is destined to be trampled under his feet in the future. The Mo family may become the Su family. This is That’s what I’m most worried about.”
Lao Fu smiled softly and pointed to the sky: "Master, even if Su Jing has this intention in the future, do you think the eldest prince will agree? And Miss, will she agree?"
Unpredictable was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Okay, Lao Fu, I am really in the game, but I can't see it clearly like you! Yes, you are right. No matter what, Su Jing will not Maybe you can escape from the clutches of my Mo family, haha!”
"Thank you for the compliment, Master." Lao Fu lowered his head humbly, a smile flashing in his eyes.
After chatting for a while, the tiredness in his eyes became even heavier. He waved his hand and told Lao Fu to go down and fall asleep.
Lao Fu bent over and closed the door, looking at the empty bowl in his hand, with a cold smile on his lips.
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"What did you say?!" The tea cup in Xiao Yueye's hand fell to the ground with a clang.
"Unexpectedly, he suffered a stroke!" Murong Yufeng repeated with a happy face, and her tone was indescribably happy.
Xiao Yueye stared blankly at Murong Yufeng and murmured: "Is it possible that this God has eyes?"
"Sister, what's the specific situation?" Rourou asked quickly.
Murong Yufeng said with bright eyes: "It was last night. Unexpectedly, he fell asleep and couldn't wake up. The Mo family called for a doctor all night. Later, they even alerted the palace and invited the imperial doctors to their home for treatment. Later, after the imperial doctor's skillful hands, he was rejuvenated. The guy finally woke up, but he was groggy and couldn't speak very fluently. Moreover, it was said that the old guy couldn't even move his fingers! Haha! Xiao Lang, I couldn't be happier to hear this news. !”
Xiao Yueye regained consciousness, shook her head in disbelief, and laughed again: "I really can't believe that this old fox can actually have a stroke? Yufeng, send someone to find out the details. It's best to go find them. The royal physician who diagnoses and treats.”
"Well, I understand."
Xiao Yueye let out a breath, looked at the gloomy weather outside, which seemed to be about to snow, and whispered: "I thought I could live a comfortable life for a few days, but unexpectedly, with this stroke, it seems that I will be in chaos again."
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Unexpectedly, he had indeed suffered a stroke, but it was not as serious as Murong Yufeng said. The old guy's lower body was paralyzed, his facial muscles were a little numb, and his speech was quite slurred, but otherwise he was normal.
As expected of a veteran of three dynasties and the current prime minister, he can still remain calm even if he encounters such a thing.
After lying on the bed and confirming his condition, the old guy started thinking about what would happen after his stroke.
It is impossible for the imperial court to have a prime minister who has suffered a stroke. He must abdicate, so the next moment is very crucial. Zhang Dehai and Song Chuan will never let go of such a good opportunity. Especially Zhang Dehai. Before the war in the north subsided, he was tricked by himself and suffered a lot of losses!
Unexpectedly, he tried to force out a wry smile. If you don't have a stroke sooner, you won't have a stroke later, but it happens at such an important moment for the Mo family. God, you really made a huge joke on the Mo family!
Blaming everyone will not make him step by step to where he is today. After lying in bed for a night, he quickly called a meeting of his subordinates to discuss countermeasures.
The position of prime minister must be given to someone. The question is, to whom
It goes without saying that this position is crucial to our faction. There is no need to worry about Zhang Dehai for the time being. The biggest enemy is Song Chuan. With his qualifications and status, he will be the biggest opponent for the position of prime minister.
And looking at his subordinates, in terms of seniority, ability and status, none of them can compare with Song Chuan. This is a very helpless reality that we have to accept.
But fortunately, the former prime minister was himself. After so many years, Mo Zhi was still confident that he could put his own people in power.
But the question is, who should take the lead
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Song Chuan had been sitting in his room for an hour.
His face was gloomy, his eyes were uncertain, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Logically speaking, he should be happy with the good news that Mu Zhi had suffered a stroke.
But why does he have this expression
After a long time, he picked up the letter on the table and burned it in a copper basin. The moment the letter was devoured by the fire, five words were vaguely visible: Yours sincerely, Zhang Dehai.
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