Datang: Huchi served as a bodyguard, but refused to enter the court as an official

It was Du Chi who spoke.

The couple came to Qin Huaiyi and Li You and saluted each other.

"The two of you, my wife and I, are the general managers of this oiran competition. According to the young master's instructions, we will assist His Royal Highness King Yan and Lord Tisi to implement the 'star-making' plan!"

Qin Huaiyi and Li You looked at each other.

At least, Liu Bai didn't let go completely.

This gave the two of them a little more confidence.

The star-making project was originally written by Qin Huaiyi.

In terms of specific implementation convenience, it is not too difficult to have Qin Qiong as his military adviser.

The difficulty is how to achieve the purpose behind the star-making plan.

"Has the problem of funding been resolved?"

Qin Huaiyi asked.

Du Que smiled and said, "Please come over here, Lord Tisi."

The couple brought Qin Huaiyi and Li You to the room just now.

It was full, and there were three big boxes!

"Fifty thousand guan! Young master, as long as the star-making plan achieves initial results, he will invest an additional 35 guan!"

Qin Huaiyi is overjoyed!

Li You also looked eager to try.

With money, it will be much easier!

Next, the two can finally show their talents!

"There are still a lot of details that need to be finalized by His Royal Highness King Yan and Lord Tisi. Our husband and wife have compiled the issues into a book."

Oiran Contest!

It is the most popular recreational activity for the people of Chang'an.

In previous years, the oiran contest was small in scale, and the selected oiran didn't look very good.

The main reason is that the election of the oiran is sponsored by various brothels.

If they don't take it seriously, money will naturally be tight.

The girls who are used to luxury and luxury, look down on the halo brought by the oiran.

This time, it's very different!

Datang Entertainment Group successfully approved the project and spent [-] yuan in publicity funds in one fell swoop.

The Oiran Contest occupies the front page of the "Zhizhi" journal as an exclusive page!

All of a sudden, there was a sensation in the whole city!

Chapter 1243 Let this kid see what a woman is

Zhaoguofang in the early morning is extraordinarily quiet.

If this was placed in the past, it would be unimaginable.

All the major squares and cities in Chang'an City are places where a certain type of people live together.

Just like Pingkangfang, it is the romantic place of world civilization.

In the former Zhaoguofang, all the people who lived there were blacksmiths!

The life of a small craftsman is boring and monotonous.

There is no other seasoning than day-to-day work.

Before dawn, you have to get up and strike iron.

Clinking, there is no time for An Sheng.

Catch up with a lot of orders in hand, and there are always times when there are blacksmiths.

Since the Liu Family demolished the Twelve Squares, Zhaoguo Square has been completely quiet.

Because Zhaoguofang is located in the center of Shierfang, and now it is Chang'an City, where the land price is one of the highest!

Half of the blacksmiths who originally lived here were demolished to the north of the city, and the other half either went to Liujiazhuangzi to make a living in the integrated forging industry, or returned to their hometown in the countryside with the demolition money given by Liu Bai. Live the rest of your life peacefully.

The twelve squares are taken as a whole, and the walls between the squares and cities have already been demolished.

Instead, it is a high-end community after reasonable planning.

However, under the leadership of Lao Meng, the project leader, each city also retained some of its original characteristics.

Residents of Twelve Squares are either rich merchants or rich merchants, or high-ranking officials of the imperial court.

With so many noble people, there are always various needs in daily life.

Zhaoguofang has left behind several skilled blacksmiths, who specially accept orders from the residents of Twelve Workshops.

Rich people always don't like it and use the same things as others.

A kitchen knife only sells for [-] to [-] yuan in Liu's supermarket, which is cheap and useful.

The nobles of Twelve Square just look down on it!

Own objects, of course, have their own characteristics.

Even if the material is the same, it must be marked with its own mark.

Customization has become a characteristic industry exclusive to Twelve Workshops.

Old Mo, the blacksmith, became one of the few poor people in the high-end residential area of ​​Twelve Squares.

Early in the morning, Lao Mo yawned, went to the small yard, looked at his iron stove, and sighed faintly.

"Damn it!"

The charcoal fire left over from yesterday has not yet been burned.

I thought I could use it today.

As a result, the weather in Chang'an City has been uncharacteristically humid recently.

More than half of the remaining coal was not only extinguished, but also wet a large area, so it was considered unusable.

Lao Mo felt a little distressed.

The cost of coal for this furnace is really not low.

If it was the past, he would not be willing to use it.

"Little six, don't sleep, go and buy coal for me!"

Lao Mo could only send his youngest son to Dongshi to buy coal.

If it is over, it will definitely be sold out.

In winter, fuel is the most sought-after item.

Among the six sons, the one Lao Mo despises the most is the youngest son who knows how to eat and die all day long.

Others said that Lao Mo had given birth to six sons, so he must have done a lot of good things in his previous life.

Only he himself knows what a burden these six sons are.

Today, the living conditions of the people in Chang'an are all better.

No matter how handsome a young man is, if he doesn't have a house, he won't be able to find a wife.

From the eldest son to the fifth son, they went out at a young age.

The eldest brother and the second child have the most backbone. They joined the army in Zhenguan three years ago, and they don't know where they are stationed now.

The third and fourth are not bad either, one works as an errand in the Liu family's caravan, and the other works as a subordinate in Honglu Temple.

The fifth child studied well and entered the academy for two years. It is said that he followed the two gods of the academy all day long to drill into the valley deep in the Qinling Mountains.

Logically speaking, the five sons are doing well, but no one mentioned marriage.

When sending letters, they will only say that they are busy, as if Datang cannot do without them.

For this youngest son, Lao Mo both hated him for not living up to expectations, and was also a little secretly happy.

In short, he is a child who likes to stay at home and not go out to run around.

Otherwise, who will inherit the incense of the Mo family?

Lao Mo yelled several times in a row, and everyone in the room agreed.

Angrily, he kicked open the door, intending to drag the brat out of the bed.

But when I entered the door, I found that the quilt was neatly folded, and there was no one in the room!

The old wife came out of the kitchen with a basket of sorghum rice for the chickens.

"Little Six went out at dawn, and said that he followed the boy from the old Ma's house next door to Zhuque Street to watch the oiran patrol the city."

Lao Moqi's eyeballs were red.

"This stinky boy, when he comes back, I will let him taste the power!"

He spoke harshly, but he had no intention of chasing his youngest son back.

Older or younger, it's time for this kid to see what a woman is.

"I have to go to Dongshi to buy charcoal in person, mother!"

Old Mo went out cursing.

Originally, it was heading in the direction of Dongshi.

Just crossed half a street, suddenly turned around and went straight to Zhuque Street

Suzaku Avenue!

The oiran is patrolling the city, it is full of gongs and drums, firecrackers blasting, red flags waving, and crowds of people!

Stand in the middle without moving at all.

This undulating crowd will automatically push people forward.

The skinny Mo Xiaoliu swayed back and forth like a duckweed in a turbulent sea.

"Little Six, this way! Come here!"

Mo Xiaoliu clearly saw his friends not far away, but he couldn't squeeze through.

Finally, he simply gave up.

Close your eyes and wrap your hands around.

How about love!

"Little Six!"

A big hand suddenly appeared, grabbed Mo Xiaoliu by the neck, and lifted him up vigorously.

Mo Xiaoliu felt his body lighten up, and the next moment, he had already appeared by the side of the road.

Looking back, a large group of people were stumbling around behind them.

"Fourth Brother!"

He looked at the strong man who rescued him just now, and his excitement was beyond words.

"Our father, and your elder brothers are all first-class heroes, why are you born like a chicken?"

Fourth Mo shook his head helplessly.

If it weren't for the fact that the brothers look alike, he would really doubt his old mother and put a cuckold on his father

"Let's go, I'll take you to see Lord Counselor!"

Mo Xiaoliu was stunned for a moment, then exulted, and said, "Really?!"

Fourth Mo smiled lightly, and said: "Then there is still a fake? Those friends who have played with you since childhood were all brought into Taiji by your brother and me. You are too weak, so it has been delayed until now. Thanks to the counselor My lord, I want to see you by name, otherwise, how can you get into Tai Ji with your little physique?"