Song of Adolescence

Qianjintai.

Xiao Se, Sikong Qianluo, and Tu Erye stood up at the same time, bowed their heads respectfully to the two in front of them: "Lan Yuehou, Grand Master!"

Lan Yue Hou smiled slightly, as a response. Dong Zhu looked towards Xiao Se, and his tone was full of emotion: "You are back."

Xiao Se bent over and saluted again: "Yes, I'm back."

"Just come back, Apocalypse City is your home after all." Dong Zhu said slowly, "but you are better than before. Sure enough, it is necessary to sharpen it outside—"

"You have to understand your father's painstaking efforts!" Dong Zhu continued.

Xiao Se froze for a moment, then hesitated and nodded: "Xiao Se remembered."

"Autumn breeze is bleak and the weather is cold, and the vegetation is frosty. Although this name is a bit bleak, it also has a bit of artistic conception." Dong Zhu said.

"Master, let's sit down." Lan Yuehou said suddenly.

Dong Zhu nodded: "Okay."

Since Taishi Dongzhu and Lan Yuehou stepped into Qianjintai, it was less than a stick of incense, and the door began to lively. A rush of horseshoes passed by, and the handsomely dressed man leaped up from the horse and hurried to the door. He was about to hand the gift in his hand to the attendant at Qianjintai, but he heard a familiar voice next to him: " Oh, I didn't expect Master Shang Shu to be a civil official, but he can still ride his horses into the city? Why, want to transfer to my war department?"

Li Ruozhong turned his head and saw Wu Jingcheng, the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, rushing over with a smile and pretending to be calm, he couldn't help but sneered forward and stroked his ruffled collar: "Wu Shangshu, even if he is in a hurry, You can’t just grab your clothes and put it on your body. Could the salary of the Ministry of War be deducted? This is the responsibility of the Ministry of Households. When Mr. Dong saw it, could it be troublesome to me?"

"The two of you are really bright moon and breeze, so elegant. Are you at the door, why don't you go in?" A somewhat hoarse voice came, and the two of them could guess who this person is without turning their heads.

Zhou De, the Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry, was the most unscrupulous person in the entire Apocalypse. Everyone knows that the Criminal Ministry is purgatory, and Zhou De is the one in charge of this purgatory. Zhou De walked there and glared at the two people: "Let's go! What are you waiting for? When the other three Shangshu come together, will you come in for a six-part meeting?"

"Walk around." Li Ruozhong pushed the two away and walked in first after dropping the present.

"Guests here! Li Ruo, who is still a great person, come!"

"Guests! Lord Zhou De, Shangshu from the Criminal Department, here!"

"Guests here! Master Wu Jingcheng, Shangshu from the Ministry of War, here!"

When Wu Jingcheng passed by Ye Ruoyi's side, he suddenly stopped: "Your father asked you to come?"

Ye Ruoyi smiled and looked at him and shook his head: "No, I came by myself. But Ye Ziying listened to Beili Zhongjun, and Beili Zhongjun listened to my father, and my father listened to me."

"Little girl's house, I don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick." Wu Jingcheng said indifferently before walking in.

Lei Wujie frowned and said, "These few people are Lord Shang Shu from Apocalypse City?"

"Yes. The real power of Apocalypse City is in the hands of these people." Ye Ruoyi turned his head.

More and more people are coming to Qianjintai.

"Guests! Here is the important person, Shangshu Xuande, the official department!"

"Guests here! Mr. Xu Weicheng, Shangshu from the Ministry of Rites, here!"

"Guests here! Master Zhu Yumo, Shangshu from the Ministry of Industry, here!"

"Guests! Lord Nishizawa, here!"

"Guests! Dali Temple Qing Master Shen Xiduo, here!"

"Guests! Lord Luo Sanquan, head of household department, here!"

"Guests! Yushitai Yushi Chen Zhuoxun, here!"

Within half an hour after Taishi Dongzhu and Lan Yuehou stepped into the Qianjintai, almost all the officials above Grade 2 in Apocalypse City arrived, and the empty Qianjintai suddenly became lively. The officials were talking around. The Taishi Dong Zhu, Lan Yuehou and others were sitting at the table along with several academicians from Longtu Pavilion. The careful officials found that the tea in front of Dong Taishi had been filled with three cups.

"Don't have a banquet?" Li Ruozhong said quietly.

Wu Jingcheng sneered: "It seems that the prince is still unresolved, and is as stubborn as he was back then. It seems that he won't be able to hold this banquet until his two brothers and princes arrive."

Zhou De sneered: "It is indeed his ability to invite Taishi Dong, but with this account, whether the two princes can buy it, it is really hard to guess."

"If you want to come, you will come already, you don't have to wait until now," said Xu Weicheng, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites, "It's too negligent and rude."

"But I heard that Xiao Se also invited all the wealthy merchants in Apocalypse this time, but at present, it seems that none of them have come." Zhu Yumo, Shangshu from the Ministry of Industry, glanced around.

Silefang.

Aunt Hu lay there, took a leisurely puff of cigarette, and then gently vomited out: "The civil servants and hundreds of officials are here, it's really amazing. But...what does it matter to me?"

"Auntie, the Li family, the Chen family, and the Gongsun family have not left yet. None of the four great merchants of the Apocalypse has sold the face of the six princes."

"They are officials who look down on us in business. But without us, what kind of money would they take to enjoy? In this world, money is always the best. They dare not touch us, not to mention that they are not sincere. , Let's kill that kid's prestige, it's too late for them to be happy."

On this day that is doomed to wind and rain, a carriage entered Apocalypse City. Ordinarily, today's Apocalypse City is closed, and it is not so easy to enter, but as Aunt Hu said, silver is the best in this world.

The carriage not only entered the Apocalypse City, it was also very high profile.

Because there are five horses pulling this carriage, all five horses are pure white, and the value of each one can be worth a thousand dollars.

And the carriage looks gorgeous, with a pearl studded on the top. Now the sun is a little yellowish, and the pearl is faintly shining.

A tent-like gentleman was sitting in the carriage, holding an abacus and calculating the accounts.

"Tian Treasurer, we have already come. What do we need to do next?" The elegant young man in white asked softly.

"Tell them, we are here." The accountant said lightly without looking up.

"Good." The young man stood up and lifted the curtain of the carriage.

On the left side of the carriage, there was a flag with a phoenix tattooed on it, as if it was about to take off with him.

The elegant young man smiled, stretched out his hand, and an attendant handed him a small basket full of silver ingots shining brightly. He grabbed a handful and threw it to the side of the road: "Friends of Apocalypse City, please accept it!"

The passers-by were stunned when they saw it, and then they all rushed forward and rushed forward.

This gorgeous horse-drawn carriage with five white horses kept moving forward in this way, unobstructed, but surrounded by people.

Ten baskets of silver ingots dispersed in an instant.

"Master, the silver ingots are used up," the attendant whispered.

The gentleman said with a smile: "Then get the gold."