Time flies like an arrow.

In the nineteenth year of Jiayou, on April 10th, at dusk.

The life of nobles is so monotonous and boring.

Lu Yi accompanied his three sword-immortal neighbors next door and spent the entire day shopping on the street, filling five large carts with the odds and ends they bought.

Although his body was still full of energy, Lu Yi, who was mentally exhausted, had a dazed look on his face. He sat next to a stinky tofu stall on the street, staring at the original owner of the stall in a daze.

The three girls, Qingyou, Qingli and Qingmen, drove away the stall owner with a piece of horseshoe gold, and started to work around the oil wok themselves, having a lot of fun.

Pieces of tofu were tumbling in the oil pan, and the strong aroma drifted far away in the wind.

Qingyou's hands and feet were stiff. She grabbed a pair of long wooden chopsticks and poked the oil pan, making a "clang clang" sound. Lu Yi was afraid that she would poke a hole in the oil pan and cause a fire.

Qing Ning kept adding tofu cubes into the wok.

Qing Meng was happily mixing the hot sauce.

"Very spicy, very spicy, it has to be very spicy."

"Hmm, some minced garlic."

"Yeah, some cilantro."

"Oh, some chopped green onions too."

"Do you want pepper? Of course I do..."

"Well, the mutton kebab man next door, give me some cumin powder. I won't ask for it for free. I'll pay for it."

"Bang", a small silver ingot weighing ten taels was thrown over by Qing Meng. The big man selling grilled lamb skewers swallowed his saliva, looked at Lu Yi, and saw Lu Yi nodded helplessly. He picked up the silver ingot with a "hehe" smile, and gave the small can of cumin powder to Qing Meng.

The three girls were busy and happy.

At a noodle stall not far away, a few shabby scholars were stealing glances at the three women out of the corner of their eyes while loudly discussing recent events in the court.

"The Minister of War, Mo Luoxiu, is a capable man. The army to suppress the rebellion was divided into thirty-six routes. Outside Anping Prefecture, those scattered rebellious forces were killed as soon as they showed up. This shows his ability to plan and strategize."

"However, a lot of the credit was taken by the warriors in the General's Mansion. Among the thirty-six armies, half of the commanders are from the Le clan... Tsk, the power of the foreign relatives is too great, which is not a blessing for the country."

"This is also a helpless act, a helpless act!"

The scholars shouted and looked at the three women again and again, hoping that their "brilliant ideas" could attract the attention of the three women.

The three women were so beautiful that even though they occupied a stinky tofu stall on the street and fried the stinky tofu themselves, their behavior was very inconsistent with the various "etiquette" that the "perfect women" in the minds of the disciples of culture and education must abide by.

But they are so beautiful, and beauty is enough. No matter what they do, they must be forgiven.

So, they continue to talk.

"Brother, what is this so-called helpless act?"

"You may not know that the reason why Minister Mo Luoxiu asked the generals of the Le family to join the war was entirely because the Ministry of Revenue was short of money and grain, and needed to transfer money and grain from the Imperial Treasury."

"So, the general used money and food to block the lifeline of the army that suppressed the rebellion, and used this to place his own sons and nephews in the army in order to compete for military merits?"

"Isn't this the usual method used by those nobles?"

"This is really ridiculous. The financial lifeline of this country should be completely taken over by the Ministry of Revenue."

Lu Yu was sitting nearby, grinning as he listened.

Will the Ministry of Revenue completely replace the Ministry of Finance and the Ministry of Finance, and completely take charge of the economic lifeline of the Dayin Dynasty? If so, I'm afraid that Dayin's economy will collapse in less than 20 years.

The chaos in Anping Prefecture has been going on for so long that the Palace Guards have found out some things.

This Ministry of Revenue’s black account…haha!

Anping Prefecture’s mess...haha!

Those cultural and educational officials in the court are completely dirty...even more so, haha!

"If Dayin allows its in-laws to run rampant, I think Dayin will be destroyed!" A scholar in a blue shirt, seeing that the three girls of Qingyou were busy frying stinky tofu and did not even look at them, finally could not help but burst out with "shocking words".

"This Dayin is going to perish, it's going to perish... I'm afraid that only a living saint like Bai Shanzhang can lead us, the wise men of culture and education, to revive the country and rebuild the society!"

Lu Yi was stunned, looked at the scholar in blue, and stood up silently.

If you just want to shout a few times that Dayin is going to die, you can shout as much as you want.

If you just want to criticize Le Wu, you can curse as much as you want.

You can even curse the empress dowager, the emperor, or anyone else in front of Lu Yi.

The only thing is that you shouldn't encourage this old thief Bai Changkong in front of him!

"A demon who misleads the people is guilty of an unforgivable crime!" Lu Yi untied the belt around his waist and threw the loose cloak he was wearing to the guards around him, revealing his large purple robe embroidered with silver thread and a Kunpeng pattern.
The guards around Lu Yi also threw off the robes covering their bodies, revealing the colorful official robes they were wearing underneath.

Several scholars were so frightened that they screamed.

The scholar in blue shirt suddenly had an idea in his mind, and he said in a hoarse voice: "We, the ancestors of literature and education, have an agreement with the founding emperor. We, scholars, should discuss state affairs and not be punished for our words."

Lu Yi shook his fist and grinned, "Of course, you are not guilty for your words. I beat you because you peeped at the women and behaved improperly. Brothers, beat them!"

A group of powerful generals as fierce as wolves and tigers pounced on the scholars, pinned them to the ground and started beating them.

Several scholars wailed: "We are students of the Imperial Academy, we are students of the Imperial Academy..."

While the students of the Imperial College were being beaten, their headmaster Bai Changkong was kneeling on the ground respectfully, massaging the calves of the pretty girl with white hair.

"Godmother..." Bai Changkong looked at the woman with a smile on his face.

The woman held a bowl of Tremella and bird's nest soup, took a sip slowly, and waved her hand gently.

A group of female disciples from the Paradise Palace came in and carried out the burly man who was lying on the ground, sweating profusely, with a blue face and trembling limbs.

"I know you want that guy dead." The woman frowned and sighed: "However, the information I have found out these days shows that he is involved with the Great Vajra Temple."

"The family temple he is building in Baimafang is clearly the outer courtyard of the Great Vajra Temple in Gaojing City back then."

"The fact that the Great Vajra Temple allowed this kid to handle such an important matter shows his status in the Great Vajra Temple."

Bai Changkong kneaded the woman's calves in a flattering manner: "But, godmother, you are very capable, this is just..."

"Just a mere slap?" The woman glanced at Bai Changkong and suddenly slapped him in the face. Bai Changkong groaned and rolled on the ground twice, with blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

He quickly rolled over and moved closer to the woman, kneading her carefully.

"Godmother..." Bai Changkong looked at the woman pitifully.

"A mere Lu Yu caused the current leader of our sect to die in an unclear way." The woman stared at Bai Changkong with a cold gaze: "I haven't lived enough, and I haven't enjoyed enough of the wealth and pleasure in this world."

"I will never take action before I know the details of Lu Yi. Don't even think about using any of my disciples."

Reaching out her hand, she gently pinched Bai Changkong's cheek and shook it, and said faintly: "I am particularly interested in your granddaughter Bai Lu. Have you found out where she is now these days?"

Bai Changkong was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly shook his head. He said in a low voice, "Godmother, this matter is really unpleasant to hear if it gets out. It's not good for my reputation, so I can't ask someone to find out about it in a big way..."

The woman rolled her eyes at Bai Changkong and said, "You are so useless... I don't know what my disciple saw in you that he accepted you as an outer sect disciple."

Bai Changkong smiled flatteringly and said, "Of course the leader was impressed by my filial piety!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then she burst into a sharp laugh: "Oh, I am dying of laughter... Your filial piety... Oh, my precious godson, you are really... Hehe, is this the great sage of your culture? Is this a living saint?"

The woman spat in Bai Changkong's face.

"But, that's true. In this world, when the spiritual power of heaven and earth has not collapsed, the masters of this world are our three religious sects. The aristocratic families in the world are just the henchmen of our sects."

"You, the culture and education, are nothing more than a group of wild dogs that crawled out from the grass roots in the wilderness while our sects were closed to avoid disaster and the power of the aristocratic families was declining, fighting for the rotten corpses and flesh of this world."

"Look at you!"

Bai Changkong smiled timidly and didn't even dare to wipe the spit off his face.

As it gradually darkened, a maid came in and lit the candles.

Bai Changkong was still diligently serving his newly appointed godmother.

On the main street where the Bai family’s house was located, a figure came skipping out from an alley.

The eight-foot-tall man had blush and rouge on his face, and his long hair was tied into two extremely funny pigtails on top of his head. He wore a blood-red boy's short shirt that exposed his arms and legs, and a golden longevity lock around his neck. He held a rattle in his hand and was barefoot, jumping around while singing nursery rhymes in a soft voice.

This man behaved so strangely that many horses and carriages on the street stopped, and the guards beside the horses and carriages drew their weapons and looked at him vigilantly.

In the past few months, there have been constant disturbances in the capital city of Hao. A few days ago, even the mansion of Duke Lai was massacred in blood. Many officials' mansions were slaughtered, and many dignitaries have become frightened birds.

A guard shouted, "What are you doing? Get away!"

The big man dressed as a boy laughed, jumped and danced in an exaggerated manner as he ran towards the Bai family mansion.

A deep male voice came from a carriage: "Follow us, let's go and take a look, it's the Bai family again... Is Bai Changkong offended by Tai Sui? This year, his family is the only one that is not at peace."

"If anything weird happens again today... we'll have to move. We can't be neighbors with him anymore."

The man was jumping in front, singing, shaking a rattle, and jumping to the door of the Bai family with a "dong dong" and "dong dong" sound.

Behind him, dozens of feet away, many carriages and horses followed.

In front of the Bai family's gate, more than a dozen servants held their heads high and chests puffed out. When they saw the man rushing towards them, they hurriedly shouted at him.

"Where did this savage come from? Get out, get out, get out!"

The man raised one leg high, bent the other leg slightly, tilted his body, tilted his head, and stood in front of the Bai family's door in an extremely strange way.

He stared at the servants and suddenly laughed, "This is my home, where should I go?"