Chapter 162: Revitalizing the True Lord
Lu Sen smiled in front of Lu Huiqing, then left with the blue pill.
Lu Huiqing felt a little unhappy when she saw Lu Sen leaving, but then she could do nothing about it.
He knew very well that, logically speaking, he was indeed wrong.
"Is Master Lu blaming me for being tired?"
Lu Huiqing's expression became increasingly ugly, but there was not much fear in it, but more self-reflection.
He passed the imperial examination at the age of 22 and was sent to serve as an official in a remote area. Less than two years later, he was noticed by Ouyang Xiu and transferred to Hangzhou City to serve as his chief clerk.
Then he spent another year becoming the acting governor of Hangzhou. When Ouyang Xiu returned to Beijing for important business, he temporarily took over the position of prefect of Hangzhou.
After just three years in politics, he had already stepped half a foot into the threshold of the power center of the Song Dynasty .
And he is still very young, only twenty-five years old, and has a bright future.
Moreover, a few days ago, Yue Sen said that he would help him achieve a merit. If he succeeded, then entering the court before the age of thirty would be a foregone conclusion.
Then he became a little too excited and started partying every night!
The government is lax.
Lu Huiqing thought for a while, clasped his hands slightly towards the distance, and then said to the butler next to him: "Help me remove the three stone statues."
On the other side, Lu Sen came to the Bitian Pavilion, handed a large glass bottle of blue pills to the pavilion master, and then floated away.
This time, Lu Sen came to warn Lu Huiqing.
Because according to the information he got from the captives of Penglai in the East China Sea, these people came ashore in a swagger, then inquired about the news in Hangzhou city in a swagger, then caused a few waves of disputes, and then came to Lu Sen’s cave in a swagger to inquire.
So Lu Sen felt that Lu Huiqing was being too arrogant.
The Penglai faction of the East China Sea are part-time pirates who often kill, loot and plunder along the coast. Such people must be eliminated.
To put it bluntly, it would not be excessive to kill all these people as soon as they came ashore.
But they had been hanging around in Hangzhou for so long without any incident, and even when constables came to investigate them, they were still wearing the attire of the Penglai sect from the East China Sea.
You can imagine how poor the public security efficiency in Hangzhou city is now.
It is also easy to imagine how lazy Lu Huiqing was in his administration during this period.
Lu Sen walked towards home, fanning himself. Since Yang Jinhua and the others had gone to the capital, it would be boring to go back to the city, so he decided to take a walk.
Few people in Hangzhou recognized Lu Sen, and he didn't wear eye-catching clothes like rainbow silk, so in the eyes of outsiders, he was just a rich young man.
As he was walking, he suddenly heard a familiar voice behind him: "Lu Xiaolang, wait!"
Lu Sen looked back and found that it was Zhan Zhao, wearing a sky blue uniform, walking towards him quickly with a happy look on his face.
"I didn't expect to run into you." Zhan Zhao walked to Lu Sen's side, clasped his fists and smiled, "How have you been lately?"
Lu Sen also smiled and returned the greeting, saying, "What a fate. How about we go to the roadside and eat a bowl of tofu pudding together?"
"Then you, Lu Xiaolang, as the host, will have to treat us." Zhan Zhao laughed heartily.
"nature!"
The bowl of tofu pudding was very cheap, seemingly unworthy of the status of these two people.
But two men with extremely outstanding looks sitting in a simple restaurant gave outsiders the feeling that they were sitting in a high-end place.
The young girls and young women passing by would subconsciously slow down their pace, half cover their faces, smile shyly, and look back frequently with reluctance when they walked away.
Both Lu Sen and Zhan Zhao were strong-willed people. They were not intimidated by being stared at by so many people. They ate tofu pudding and chatted happily.
There is a kind of grand and free-spirited heroic spirit.
"I came to Hangzhou this time to deliver invitations." Zhan Zhao looked a little embarrassed, but also a little happy: "The wedding date for Yuehua and I has been set, in the early spring of next year. I came here to deliver invitations to grandpa and grandma."
Lu Sen smiled and said, "No share for me?"
"How is that possible? I have already written it." Zhan Zhao took out the red invitation from his bundle and said, "Please accept it. I was just worrying about how to find you, Lu Xiaolang, but I just arrived in Hangzhou and I met you."
Zhan Zhao's face was full of joy.
Lu Sen opened the invitation and looked at it, then nodded: "Next year on March 3rd, at the old house in Beijing, I will definitely be there then."
"Then I will be waiting for you." Zhan Zhao drank tofu pudding instead of wine in one gulp.
Lu Sen also downed the tofu pudding in one gulp. It was clearly just a dessert, but the two of them drank it like a strong drink.
Zhan Zhao put down the porcelain bowl and suddenly said seriously, "Lu Xiaolang, I heard that your Daoxian Voucher was stolen? Is there any inside information about this?"
"Yes." Lu Sen didn't want to lie to the other party. After all, Zhan Zhao was his good friend.
"Prefect Bao also knows about this. He said there must be something behind it." Zhan Zhao nodded. "And Prefect Bao said that you seemed to be intentionally forcing the prisoner to the north, so he suspected that you were planning something!"
Lu Sen frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows: "Master Bao is well-versed in history and wisdom, so it's not surprising that he can see something."
Zhan Zhao sighed, "So, Prefect Bao wants to stop you, and has sent some good men to capture Qingyangke."
Um?
Lu Sen looked at Zhan Zhao strangely.
"In fact, Bao Fuyin originally wanted me to go and capture Qingyangke." Zhan Zhao ordered another bowl of tofu pudding and said while drinking, "But I declined because I had to deliver the invitations."
Lu Sen bowed his hands to show that he was grateful for Zhan Zhao's favor.
Zhan Zhao said hurriedly, "Lu Xiaolang, you are being too distant. We are friends. You are willing to speak up for us soldiers and ask us to resign from our posts and give up our wealth and glory. I, Zhan, am deeply grateful and convinced."
Lu Sen chuckled and was a little happy: "You're exaggerating a bit."
"No, Lu Xiaolang deserves respect from warriors like us."
Zhan Zhao knew too well the status of military men in the court, and generally military men from wealthy families had some connection with the soldiers.
Either they have relatives serving in the military, or they serve as soldiers, or they cooperate with them.
Some of Zhan Zhao's distant relatives served as officials in the army, and some of his descendants were even exiled to the army.
He himself was also a member of the imperial court. Although he was officially a fourth-rank sword-bearing guard in front of the emperor, he had suffered a lot of humiliation.
This was even with Bao Zheng's care and support.
Previously, Han Qi deserted from the battlefield, leaving behind 100,000 soldiers to be slaughtered by the enemy, but he was only given a mild punishment of being sent to serve as an official in a remote area.
Later, Wang Anshi gave reckless orders, resulting in the death of more than 100,000 soldiers, and was sentenced to "temporarily detaining and awaiting trial".
Although Zhan Zhao was very unwilling and resentful in his heart, he actually accepted his fate.
This is the way the world is, what can we do about it.
But he never expected that Lu Sen actually stood up and shouted loudly for the dead bandits.
He even scolded Prefect Bao, forcing him to throw Wang Anshi to Qionghai.
Emotionally, Lu Sen is his good friend ; logically, Lu Sen did things that Zhan Zhao dared not do, and even said things that no one else in the world dared to say.
He cursed the entire court.
If a man like this is not worthy of Zhan Zhao's admiration, then?
Then who else?
That's why Zhan Zhao was willing to tell Lu Sen about these government affairs. In the past, he would not reveal a single thing.
"Let's talk about Master Bao. What he did was not very decent." Lu Sen sighed, "There is a lot of corruption in the court. He doesn't want to eliminate it, so why is he fighting with me?"
"He thinks corruption is just a minor illness, and you, Lu Xiaolang , are the source of the power to turn everyone upside down."
Lu Sen sighed: "Why is he here again?"
Zhan Zhao sighed and said, "Especially after you, Master Lu, brought out the rainbow silk, he believed it even more. I once heard Prefect Bao say bluntly: This rainbow silk is no different from the alchemy, it's just a different name."
Lu Sen's brows twisted more and more, and then suddenly relaxed. He smiled: "Alas, Master Bao is still the kind of person who worries."
Lu Sen used to think that Bao Zheng was a bit troublesome, but now he is not too worried about Bao Zheng's obstruction.
Under such circumstances, no matter how powerful Bao Zheng was, he could not stop the tide alone.
Zhan Zhao saw that Lu Sen did not seem angry, so he said, "It's good that Lu Xiaolang does not think that Master Bao is a bad person."
How could Bao Zheng be a bad person? He just worried too much.
Lu Sen shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about other things. For example, what are your plans after you marry Ding? For example, how many children do you want to have?"
Zhan Zhao blushed slightly: "Of course the more the better."
Oh... Lu Sen understood.
The two then chatted for nearly an hour before parting ways. Zhan Zhao went to deliver the invitation to his grandparents, while Lu Sen returned to the cave.
The matter of the blue pill quickly escalated after a few days.
A large group of men, young and middle-aged men, came from all directions and all over the country, filling the Bitian Pavilion to the brim.
The price of a blue pill was a terrifying average of three thousand strings of cash.
Lu Sen released more than 200 pills, which amounted to an auction revenue of nearly 700,000 strings of cash.
Just saying this one number may not give people a very intuitive impression, but if you add up all the taxes for the whole year in Hangzhou, including in-kind deductions and the like, it is only 1.5 million guan.
In other words, the auction turnover of Bitian Pavilion in just three days was enough to cover the tax revenue of Hangzhou city in half a year.
In the past few days, Bitian Pavilion has been pulling in cartloads of copper coins, and then pulling them out in cartloads.
Lots of people in Hangzhou can see this amazing sight.
Lu Huiqing was standing on a tall building not far away, and his heart ached when he saw this scene.
Originally, these copper coins should have belonged to the Hangzhou government, so he should at least get a share of them. This was legitimate income and also a huge contribution.
But now, all of them are gone.
"Master Lu is really cruel." Lu Huiqing covered his chest with his hands, his face pale: "I would rather give it to merchants than to scholars. This knife is so sharp."
He really regretted that he had been so obsessed with the government and the city's security during that period.
I regret it so much.
In fact, he was not the only one who regretted it. There were also those wealthy businessmen who arrived late or did not have enough money to bid for the blue pill.
Because the effect is now revealed, as long as there is no disabled person, after eating the blue pill, one will be as strong as when he was young.
Because of this, the pleasure boat business in Hangzhou City suddenly became very good. People who had taken the medicine wanted to try out the effects, which caused the prices of food, drink and entertainment to double.
By the way, other businesses in the entire city of Hangzhou also became prosperous.
For example, cloth, candles and so on.
There are also many aspects of food.
Business is something that is interconnected.
It can be said that this wave of auctions alone has increased the city’s tax revenue by at least 30% this year.
It was also in this atmosphere that Yang Jinhua and others returned.
By the way, he also brought the super fighter Mu Guiying.
In the cave, Lu Sen held a banquet to welcome Mu Guiying: "Mother-in-law, thank you for coming to help me."
"Why are you being polite? We're family, so we shouldn't have different opinions." Mu Guiying smiled as she ate some fruit, "The old lady is in very good health now, and she doesn't even need a cane. If she continues like this, she'll almost be young again. She doesn't need my care anymore, so I'm taking this opportunity to come over and have some fun. It's good to relax and unwind."
"Mom, stop making so many excuses." Yang Jinhua said, "You just heard that the martial saint from Penglai Island in the East China Sea is known as the best martial artist in the world, and you want to fight him."
"Ugly girl, don't you give me some face in front of your son-in-law?" Mu Guiying reached out and pinched her daughter's face, then he also laughed: "After having Zao Jian, her kung fu has improved very fast recently. It's meaningless to fight with Jinhua, she always only uses 50% of her strength and is weak. So I thought of trying my sword on the masters in the martial arts world."
After all, she was a chivalrous woman back then, and Mu Guiying's chivalrous spirit is engraved in her bones.
When she first married into the Yang family, she could often fight in battles and relieve her inner desire for fighting and killing. But later, the military power of the Yang family fell into the hands of others and she was trapped in the capital. She could not move and could only occasionally bully her daughter to relieve her depression.
She was happy to exercise her body.
After that, she lived in the cave.
Mu Guiying arrived early, and there was still about a month before the planned time to go out to sea.
So during this period of time, apart from absorbing the spiritual energy in the cave, Mu Guiying went shopping with her daughter.
When she came back a few days later, there was something wrong with the way she looked at Lu Sen.
Yang Jinhua pulled Lu Sen aside and asked quietly, "Sir, why did you suddenly sell pills when we were not at home? My mother heard about it outside and asked me if you could not handle three women and that's why you made such a strong medicine."
Lu Sen was speechless: "I already have honey water, why should I eat that stuff?"
"I have so many good things at home, why are you selling that thing?" Yang Jinhua looked a little embarrassed.
"That thing is easy to sell. What's more terrible than death is that it can't sell. This is the greatest pain for a man." Lu Sen smiled and said, "And I have limited the time and quantity. The next person who wants to auction it must be a member of the Bitian Pavilion . Now there are thousands of wealthy merchants who have joined. This is a very powerful force. It will be of great help to my plan."
Yang Jinhua blushed coquettishly: "Sir, do you know how people outside call you now?"
"Isn't it Master Lu or something like that?"
Yang Jinhua hit Lu Sen's chest several times with her little fist. "Now, people outside are calling you Junzhenxiongfeng Zhenjun. Some people even carved a longevity tablet of you and put it in the Taoist temple. Some poor common people hold incense and kowtow to you three times and nine times, asking you to bless them with dragon vigor, tiger vitality, many children and good fortune. They are just short of building a statue of you."
After listening, Lu Sen's face was full of question marks.
No, these people are sick!
