Just five days passed in a flash, and finally entered the early winter...

But the monsters seem to have disappeared, or the hotspots have been snatched away. The hot topic in the market has long since changed from the monsters to which foreign concubines were arrested again. There are more than 20,000 civil and military personnel in Luoyang City. The two are tens of thousands of concubines.

"Don't catch me! I am not a concubine, I am a poor concubine..."

A woman with a disheveled hair was taken out of the courtyard, and all the servants were taken out. A seven-rank petty official was watching eagerly on the side of the road, and he couldn't help but step forward and ask when the Dali Temple messenger began to put the seal on. : "Why do you also arrest concubines?"

"Master Han! You are asking, knowingly, that a yaman accepts sixteen concubines..."

An **** smiled bitterly: "Where did the concubine's silver couple come from? He was either embezzled or robbed, and suddenly there were more than a dozen houses and a hundred acres of fertile land. We adults did not dare to go down. Check it, otherwise it must be the crime of deceiving the king if it finds it on you!"

"Aren't you bullying people..."

The little official said anxiously: "Then Yin Zhiping has more than 2,000 concubines, and there are hundreds of houses and tens of thousands of acres of fertile land overnight. The prince is not as rich as he is. This regulation is about to catch up with the emperor, you guys. Why not catch him, I'll wait to bully, right?"

"My lord! You just came back from a foreign country. I borrowed my farmhouse..."

The officer said: "The concubine is also a female worker given to him by the adults. They have their own yamen and workshops. They buy slaves and work in a fair way, making charms and reducing demons. The key is that they pay taxes, and they paid 50,000 yuan three days ago. Two silvers go up!"

The official dumbfounded: "Why the tax? What kind of tax is it?"

"Incense tax! The Town Demon Division borrowed money to make charms for the people, and the people donated generously..."

The officer replied: "But I gave too much to the court. Deputy Envoy Yin generously reported to the court, saying that he did not dare to fill his pockets. Later, 60% of the incense money was handed in, and 20% was hired to patrol Fang City. If the money is used for labor, materials and money, it is calculated for the people and used for the people!"

The official wondered: "Isn't this just paying a poll tax in a disguised form? The 50,000 tael will be sent to the court?"

"Do you think the emperor cares about fifty thousand taels? The most ruthless thing is the incense tax..."

The servant whispered: "In the early dynasty, the emperor praised Deputy Envoy Yin, and ordered the three provinces to draft a copy of the incense tax, and used the Zhenmosi as a model. In the future, all Taoist temples, temples, nuns, churches, etc. I have to pay the incense tax!"

"Ah? This Sang Dao still doesn't hate Yin Zhiping to death. It used to be a court offering to the Sang Dao..."

The officials were stunned, and the officer smiled bitterly: "The support will not be small, but the premise is that it is taxed. No one dared to mention this before, but Yin Zhiping suddenly jumped out to take the lead. It is said that the emperor has stood up and personally Wrote him a plaque—Shen Devil Division!"

"Not promoted?"

The official pulled him aside, and the other party whispered: "How will he be in business after he is promoted? How will he deal with more than a thousand concubines, but with the golden sign of the emperor, as long as he does not rebel, no one dares. Move him easily, let's talk about how many adults he has insured the private property!"

"You can't lose your personal wealth, the official will look for him..."

The officials lifted their clothes and took a trot. It was almost noon, but Zhao Guanren’s house was overcrowded. Not only did hundreds of people come to breathe in immortals, but also eight "exorcist houses" were set up for local tyrants to enjoy VIP guests. service.

"Oh! Beautiful as poetic and picturesque, so beautiful..."

A courtyard facing the street was surrounded by literati and poos. Just looking at the waterside pavilion in the pond, there were ten glamorous girls standing together. They were dressed in veil skirts and covered their faces with white veils, each showing a large white length. Legs, step on the stone bench near the water.

cigarette!

A cigar is slowly rubbed on a beautiful leg, and the visual impact is very big. It will definitely be a bad idea in the new era, but it is not a problem in the Merry Datang.

"Masters, come and appreciate the rare things in my Fumotang..."

Two tall oirans led a team of maidservants out. On the four trays were all kinds of cigarettes, match holders, savory pictures, soap and candy, and someone pushed a small cart covered with red cloth. A very large object.

"Everyone! This is the unique cigar in our shop, all made by rubbing on the beautiful legs of the virgin..."

The oiran held up a small cigar and introduced with a smile: "This cigarette has both the fragrance of virgin body and the mellowness of natural tobacco. The combination of the two is the scent of immortal grass. You can take a sip of bliss. World, don’t be polite, princes, just taste it!"

"Come on! The slave family will take care of the sons..."

All the girls from Congliang came out, Jiao Didi’s gangsters drew the cigarettes, an oiran picked up a box of matches, held them in a circle with a smile, waved in the air like a show of skill, and suddenly appeared. The flames startled everyone.

"Oh~ what is this, it's so blazing, dazzling, like the dawn of winter..."

The literati poojas are really extraordinary, even the adjectives are like bragging. When the maidservants send a box of matches for them to draw, a group of sons and brothers immediately become earth leopards. Every time they light a stick, they will surely attract cheers, and more. The people heard the sound and ran in.

"This is a spontaneous fire, also known as a heavenly fire. It was originally a magic weapon used to cast down demons and eliminate demons..."

The oiran held the matchbox and smiled elegantly: "But now that my shop has transformed it, it has benefited thousands of households. It is very convenient to light cigarettes and wax, as well as this fairy dew soap, jade girl fructose, and forbidden palace comics. A one-of-a-kind treasure in this shop!"

"Taste the jade girl fructose, let this son quietly have a jade girl..."

"Don't cover the forbidden palace painting, let's open our eyes..."

"Smell it, this soap is really fragrant and slippery..."

The comrades were enthusiasm all of a sudden, and they gathered around to play with novelties, and Zhao Guanren spent several years in Dahan, knowing what these ancients are rarest, and making cigarettes and matches, he has long been familiar with it. .

"Dear princes, please write a poem for the cigar in this shop, and the best one will reward the salt tiger..."

The oiran suddenly lifted the red cloth on the cart. It turned out to be a huge "salt tiger". This was the highest-level ritual in ancient times. The emperor's banquet had to be presented with a statue, all carved from large natural salt. , But Zhao Guanren's piece is not only synthetic, it is more than one meter tall.

"Oh~"

This time, the audience was really shocked. Such a huge "salt block" is really rare, and the tigers that came out of the mold are even more lifelike. These guys who are so idle are suddenly crazy, and ran out to inform the neighbors, free of charge. Help them promote.

At this time, Zhao Daguanren was not idle. He had just returned to Pingle Square from the yamen and inspected his half of the square. As the saying goes, you don’t hit the smiley people with your hands. Even though the old emperor looked uncomfortable with him, he was not willing to look for him. The money maker is in trouble.

"I am Tarzan next door, waiting for you to go to work on a business trip, your wife, oh~ oh oh..."

Zhao Guanren hummed and walked on his own street. He opened up all twenty-four houses, and the eight yards in Linhe were converted into workshops, ranging from cigarettes, matches, soap, sugar, pharmaceuticals, alcohol, packaging, and gunpowder. And local penicillin, etc. are included.

"master!"

A team of female guards wearing red armbands came to face each other, and they all dared to salute. They didn’t go too far and they ran into firefighting women. After all, they are all wooden houses, and gunpowder and matches are easy to catch fire. Pine can burn the whole building.

"Chang'e! It feels good to make money by yourself..."

Zhao Guanren walked into the cigarette factory with a smile. The girls in the Chang'e class were rolling thin cigarettes. Of course they wouldn’t rub their laps. They were just gimmicks for outsiders, but they were all his little wives. His arms are open and his legs are bare.

"What's not bad, cigarettes can't be sold..."

Several female leaders were sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, and a director complained: "The workshops are all starting to make a lot of money, and the bonuses are drawn back in baskets, but our inventory is getting more and more, and the cigars are too expensive. Now, people are also used to smoking dry cigarettes!"

"What's the hurry? It's only a few days..."

Zhao Guanren walked into the pavilion and sat down. A beautiful concubine lifted her **** and sat in his arms. She took out a special confession from her chest, clicked it for him, and asked, "Master! I heard that the Liushenjing of the Feiyan Class Body dew, net profit of eight thousand taels in three days, but really?"

"This is Renjiaban's business secret..."

Zhao Guanren smoked a cigarette and laughed and said, "You chose to buy and sell at the beginning. It is everyone's responsibility to keep the secret recipes, and the leadership team is desperate to do it. I have assigned them the shares, so I can only tell you, sir. This number!"

"Mother! There are more than eight thousand taels..."

The little ladies covered their mouths in surprise, and the female director was also shocked: "Yang Feiyan, her man came in this morning, saying that she will redeem her next month, and she will give it back in one bite, saying that she is yours. Concubine, I will only recognize you as an official in the future, so they have earned so much!"

"Officials! You are partial, our sisters serve you desperately, and you are partial to them..."

Six little ladies surrounded him, but Zhao Guanren stood up and said, "Can I treat you six Chang'e badly? After the female generals card is printed and the news of winning the jackpot is spread, I will cover the prize money of your cigarette shop. It will become ten times that of other workshops!"

"Really? Sisters, we are going to make a fortune..."

The director cheered excitedly. Hundreds of young ladies rushed in. Zhao Guanren who took turns kissed Zhao Guanren with drooling faces. Zhao Guanren hurriedly fled. When he kissed again, he was afraid that he would die here. Anyway, he was legal. Concubine's room, there's nothing you dare not play.

"Hey!"

A familiar low drink sounded from the front. Zhao Guanren silently walked into the bamboo forest and entered a vacant wooden house. He saw Xia Buer leaning against the wooden wall with his arms, wearing a civilian’s old cloth, and still standing under his feet. Put a hat.

"Your security measures have been strengthened. A group of little ladies are all displayed..."

Xia Buer smiled and said, "Deputy Yin! You are playing big this time. Let the sects across the country pay the incense tax. The Sang Dao greets your mother all day long. Even the national teacher will not help you. The old emperor can't stand it anymore. I'm under pressure, I'm afraid that I will indulge others to kill you to vent my anger!"

"I guessed it early! It's not that the emperor Lao'er couldn't stand the pressure, but that he deliberately shifted the contradiction..."

Zhao Guanren disdainfully said: "Killing me a small official in exchange for taxes from the national sect, this transaction can kill him alive. Besides, one third of the data of Tang Dynasty is lost. Now Ah San is attacking the hinterland of Tianzhu again. Raise military pay everywhere and send a large army out!"

"If you guessed it, you still dare to play like this..."

Xia Buer frowned and said, "No one knows about this. Your Teddy brother heard about it in the harem. In the early morning, I asked me to remind you that the old emperor is a white-eyed wolf who kills donkeys. Magician, you are determined to run away from the city!"

"Hey~ You also listen to the copywriting read by others, don't read it yourself..."

Zhao Guanren suddenly smirked, and Xia Buer was puzzled: "What do you mean, the number of Demon Slayers has been set for you to die, even if you secretly raise a group of people, 500 people will die, and you will be counted as rebelling any more. Those bad people are also trash fish!"

"Fuji classmate! Put on your hat and let me go out. I will show you the capital of this king, and by the way tell you what the three powers are..."

Zhao Guanren put his arms around his shoulders, and Xia Buer put on his hat and said, "I already know what the rebellion season is. Raise soldiers after autumn! I asked Teddy about the three powers. He insisted that it was military power! Financial power! Feminist power! ! But how could it be feminist?"

"Hahaha……"