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Home > Xuanhuan > Heavenly Genius > Chapter 1542

Chapter 1542

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The streets were bustling with people, and carts carrying goods were delivered to all parts of the city.

Inside the shops, the shop assistants greeted and sent the goods, the hawkers shouted, the busy adults sweated like rain, and the children weaved in and out of the crowd on the street, not knowing the taste of worry.

There were also people quarreling because of family trivia or careless bumping into each other.

Today's Nanzhou was indeed a bit crowded.

With the entire Yan Dynasty's framework moved to Nanzhou, the capital of Nanzhou could be said to be unusually prosperous, and every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.

After all, the scope of Nanzhou's cities couldn't be compared to Yan Jing. With the arrival of a large number of nobles and rich people, some simple and crude places in the corners of the city became high-priced places, and people also paid for them. This wasn't the Yan capital. In Shang Chaozong's territory, those outsiders from the capital didn't dare to rob them, and could only politely buy them with money.

Many poor families made a fortune, as for where to shelter themselves from the wind and rain in the future, it wasn't the concern of these people who were forced to make a living. Even if they did consider it, it couldn't be helped. The strong need to solve the immediate predicament would inevitably hinder the long-term vision, and the poor could only be short-sighted.

In the face of this situation, Lan Ruoting, who was in charge of government affairs, was also in a difficult position. It was not good to force the people not to sell, they wanted to live, would you pay? Lan Ruoting could only settle the people in the remote areas.

In short, the core area of the city was constantly occupied by the rich, and the poor were indirectly driven to the periphery.

The entire Nanzhou capital was like a bustling construction site, old houses were being demolished everywhere, and new mansions were being built. The nobles and rich people who bought those dilapidated houses in the corners couldn't live in those places, so they definitely had to enclose the land and rebuild it into a suitable place to live.

For a time, craftsmen from all over were tempted by the high wages, and came one after another. It was true that the craftsmen in Nanzhou capital were not enough, and without paying a high price, they couldn't find craftsmen.

Many of the inns were overcrowded, and some of the inns had been completely booked by people.

At this time in Nanzhou, as long as one had four limbs, everyone could find a job. The powerful magnetic force of Regent Yan had attracted resources from all over, but Yan Jing was becoming more and more deserted.

In the pavilion, Gao Jiancheng and Lan Ruoting were looking at the thriving streets outside, discussing the situation of the Yan Emperor Shang Jianxiong being placed under house arrest in the imperial palace of the capital.

Shang Jianxiong, who had lost his freedom, had nothing to do other than throw tantrums and curse every day. What was truly impressive was that Shang Jianxiong had lost his power. Even the little eunuchs who served him dared to give Shang Jianxiong a cold shoulder when they got impatient. The concubines who could only take care of food and clothing and had nothing to do were no longer respectful. Many of them secretly slept with the guards to relieve their loneliness.

If Shang Chaozong didn't take the initiative to ask about Shang Jianxiong, Gao Jiancheng couldn't take the initiative to talk to Shang Chaozong. It was more appropriate to talk to Lan Ruoting. He believed that after he told Lan Ruoting, Lan Ruoting would naturally tell Shang Chaozong.

Gao Jiancheng's official position was still Yan's Minister of Public Works, but he kept a very low profile. He reported everything to Lan Ruoting and asked for his opinion.

After talking about business, Lan Ruoting changed the topic to private affairs, "I heard that Gao Shaoming, the son of the Minister of Public Works, is also here?"

Gao Jiancheng sighed, "He can finally show his face in public. He doesn't need to hide anymore."

Lan Ruoting cupped his hands, "Minister of Public Works has endured humiliation for the sake of the Prince and has wronged the Young Master. Now that the affairs in Nanzhou are busy, I am short of people. I wonder if Minister of Public Works can let the Young Master come and help me? "

Gao Jiancheng understood that this was not Yan Jing, where there was no decadence like there was in Yan Jing. Especially in his position, it was not good to give his son favoritism. Otherwise, if he took the lead, others would follow suit, and he was afraid that Shang Chaozong would be furious.

Now that this person had personally asked for Gao Jiancheng, it was a repayment for everything he had done before.

Gao Jiancheng immediately cupped his hands in return, "It is his good fortune to be able to follow Minister of Public Works. I can't ask for more!"

Minister of Public Works was Lan Daolin's position in Nanzhou. Under normal circumstances, his rank could not be compared to that of the Minister of Public Works, but this was not the case now.

Lan Ruoting continued, "I heard that Minister of Public Works and his family are still living in an inn. The Prince has already ordered me to find a suitable place for Minister of Public Works. It was only recently that I found a suitable place. The place may not be as spacious as the one in Yan Jing, I hope Minister of Public Works will not mind."

Speaking of this matter, Lan Ruoting was a little puzzled. He realized that this person was really ruthless. He did not arrange for his own son, nor did he arrange for a house for his family. He did not believe that this person did not have the money to buy one. Looking at Shang Yongzhong, he had immediately bought a large house and brought his family over.

How could a country's Minister of Public Works and his family always live in an inn? In the end, Shang Chaozong felt embarrassed and could only take the initiative to make arrangements.

Gao Jiancheng looked flattered, but he did not stand on ceremony, "This old subject does not dare to refuse the Regent's great kindness. This old subject thanks the Regent for his kindness."

After the two parted, Gao Jiancheng returned to the inn and directly called his family to move.

After the family moved into the new house, Gao Jiancheng changed into casual clothes and quietly went to Thatched Cottage. He was here to visit the head of Thatched Cottage, Guan Fangyi.

It had been some time since he arrived in Nanzhou. After arranging everything, he finally came to visit.

He had a secret connection with this place. Before he came, he had contacted Guan Fangyi, and Guan Fangyi was already waiting inside.

When the two met, they were polite on the surface. Guan Fangyi invited him inside to talk. After avoiding other people's eyes and ears, she led Gao Jiancheng into the secret passage.

Inside the secret room, Niu Youdao was already waiting with a smile.

As soon as they met, Gao Jiancheng hurriedly stepped forward and saluted, "Daoye."

Niu Youdao smiled, "Lord Gao, we finally meet again." He turned and extended his hand to invite Gao Jiancheng to sit down and have some tea.

When old people met, they had a long talk. When they talked about when Shang Chaozong would become the Emperor, Niu Youdao shook his head, "This is not something for me to consider. When the Prince will become the Emperor and what will happen after he becomes the Emperor are matters for Lord Gao and the other courtiers to worry about. I have no intention of asking."

Gao Jiancheng stroked his beard and muttered, "After he becomes the Emperor, it is not something this old man should worry about. When everything goes smoothly and I have done everything I can for the Prince, this old man should go into seclusion."

Niu Youdao said, "Lord Gao's words are negative. Could it be that you are being ostracized here? On the Prince's side, my words might have some influence. Why don't you speak frankly? "

Gao Jiancheng hurriedly waved his hands and leaned forward slightly, speaking from the bottom of his heart, "Daoye, a new Emperor brings his own courtiers. Under the Prince, the most suitable person to sit in this old man's position is Lan Ruoting. Blessings cannot be enjoyed to the fullest. It is not that I am being ostracized, nor am I being negative and cold. It is just that this old man is getting old and has the intention to retire. "

Niu Youdao understood what he meant and poured tea for him, "Lord Gao knows the matters of the Imperial Court better than me. Lord Gao's decision must have been carefully considered. Lord Gao can make your own decisions. If there is anything you need, you can contact this Niu at any time."



Inside the pavilion, Zi Pingxiu and Jia Wuqun sat opposite each other, one speaking and the other writing.

On this side, they had been fighting with Emperor Song, Wu Gongling. Yan Shang Jianxiong suffered a coup and fell from the clouds in an instant. Coupled with the change of Mu Zhuozhen, Wu Gongling was very vigilant and began to reduce Zi Pingxiu's authority.

Zi Pingxiu refused to give up his authority, and Jia Wuqun was also behind the scenes, giving advice and suggestions. This made Wu Gongling unable to be soft or hard, unable to do anything to Zi Pingxiu.

Faced with such a deadlock, Jia Wuqun wrote a sentence: Disregard the country's foundation, prioritize the three major sects' interests, stick to the policy as the foundation. Touching the Prime Minister is equivalent to touching the three major sects, and Wu Gongling is helpless against the Prime Minister!

After Zi Pingxiu read it, he sighed, "If this goes on, sooner or later, it will be a fight to the death. When will it end?"

Jia Wuqun wrote another page and showed it to him: The storm is coming!

Zi Pingxiu asked tentatively, "Soon?"

Jia Wuqun nodded.



Just as Shao Pingbo had expected, Tai-shu Xiong had indeed moved the capital of Jin to the former capital of Wei Country, and set the capital there!

The carriage stopped in a vast field, and Tai-shu Huan 'er, together with Shao Liu' er, two youths, and a child who was chasing after them, alighted from the carriage.

The group walked along the meandering stream between the wheat fields, admiring the upcoming harvest.

"Brother, brother …" The youngest child, who had short legs, followed behind and shouted.

Tai-shu Huan 'er's cheerful laughter came from ahead. He waved his hand and pointed, telling Shao Liu' er that this land belonged to his family.

The group had already seen Shao Pingbo's properties in the capital. Shao Liu 'er naturally gave him a house, and Tai-shu Huan' er also picked a house that he liked, which made his brothers and sisters envious. When they saw the vast fields of their own home, they were truly in a good mood.

Shao Pingbo, who was wearing a cloak, slowly paced on the grass beside the fields and gazed into the distance. "Old Shao, have Zi Yu and the others finished dividing their properties?"

Shao Sansheng, who was accompanying them, replied, "Yes, but they're a little embarrassed to accept such an expensive gift from Eldest Young Master."

Shao Pingbo said, "Tell them clearly that it's not a gift. We bought it for them in advance, so they have to pay the original price. There's nothing to be embarrassed about."

Shao Sansheng smiled bitterly. "I've already shown them the receipt of the transaction, but they're still embarrassed. They feel that I've taken advantage of Eldest Young Master, so I've forced them to accept it."

Shao Pingbo didn't say anything else. He bent down to pick some wheat, rubbed some grains that had just been milked, blew off the grass, and put them in his mouth, chewed, and swallowed. He looked around and sighed. "It's another bumper harvest year. If only there were no more wars in the world, if only the common people could live and work in peace for a long time to come!"

Shao Sansheng said, "Eldest Young Master knows that the Cloud Equipment Sect has no choice. It's obvious that Jin's eastward expedition is inevitable. I don't know how long this war will last. Come to think of it, it's strange. Half a year has passed, but the world seems to be much quieter than before. All the countries are at peace, and the sects in the cultivation world are also well-behaved. The secular world is no longer chaotic, and the cultivation world is no longer chaotic. Everything seems to be quiet. "

Shao Pingbo gazed into the distance, his eyes filled with worry. "Is this the way of a peaceful world? The quieter it is, the more abnormal it is. There's a whirlpool under the calm, and this is clearly the sign of an approaching storm! I've observed the general situation of the world, and I can vaguely feel that all the parties are waiting, waiting for an opportunity to arrive. I'm afraid that the start of Jin's eastward expedition is that opportunity, the beginning of a violent storm. I'm afraid that this violent storm will sweep the entire world! "

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