Ming Dynasty: At the beginning of the game, Lao Zhu resigned and retired.

Mr. Hu’s good days have begun!

That's right!

In Mr. Hu's opinion, he finally chose the right place this time.

Damn!

If I had known that Jiaofangsi was such a good place, I should have come here earlier!

Due to the business hours of Jiaofangsi, the actual pick-up time is almost noon.

There were five or six at once!

There is now a small courtyard exclusive to Mr. Hu.

But Mr. Hu didn’t blame them either.

The key is, there is one thing that Mr. Hu is particularly satisfied with, and that is that the band team of Jiaofangsi is extremely professional!

That's right, the Jiaofang Division is, after all, a professional organization responsible for the entire court's rituals and music.

Mr. Hu is having a hard time living his little life!

The number of people who submitted this article can be described as overwhelming.

After going back and forth, they actually fell in love with each other.

How wonderful this is!

After all, in front of Mr. Hu, it is completely meaningless for you to talk about who your father is.

This also made all the women who had high hopes for Mr. Hu's eyes light up when they looked at Mr. Hu.

Anyway, Mr. Hu is really satisfied!

This boy looked so familiar at Zui Feng Tower, and it looked like he was a veteran of the brothel.

Although one is the most orthodox Confucian disciple and the other is a storyteller, the two of them talk quite well.

You can imagine the level of the other party!

And when Mr. Hu is happy, Jiaofangsi's life becomes easier and easier.

No, the two of them were still reading the article, then turned around and began to curse.

The question was very straightforward, so just ask him.

This feeling is simply not too fuckable.

Of course, many guests choose to stay overnight here in Jiaofangsi.

In the past, there were a few young masters and young masters who were quite "rebellious" in Jiaofang Division, but now they are not too honest.

As long as your father is not Zhu Yuanzhang, it is absolutely useless to say it.

After arriving here, a considerate "Oiran" from the Jiaofang Department came to serve him.

"Master Hu is now the chief officer of the Jiaofang Division. Would you like to be on duty in the Jiaofang Division?"

The officials of the Yiying Jiaofang Department headed by Li Huairen did not dare to say anything, they only wanted to flatter him.

Therefore, Mr. Hu started to think blindly out of boredom.

Therefore, seeing him yelling and cursing in the newspaper office is really not a bad temper, it is just disgusting.

When I return to my house this evening, I will naturally vent my anger on my concubine.

The people who serve him during the day are all oirans who only show off their skills but not their bodies!

Naturally, he cannot break his body easily, so he naturally has to vent his anger at home.

Just to ensure that I can eat happily and comfortably in this small courtyard.

Mr. Hu's intimidation is so arrogant.

However, Mr. Hu didn't feel anything was wrong.

In the afternoon, watch the singing and dancing at Jiaofangsi, and the most lively event is naturally at night.

The first batch of customers can choose to come here at noon and ask the girls to accompany them to have lunch or something.

This also made the courtesans serve them even more attentively.

After all, this place is also under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, so it can be said that these items have returned to their parents' home.

It’s not a waste for people like this to come to Jiaofangsi!

Eighty-nine. Two-one-three. Two-two-eight. Three-four

After all, the identities of the two are too different. They are not in the same circle, let alone the same class. How can it be so easy to relax?

Not one or two.

With that kid here, maybe we can have more fun.

Fang Xiaoru and Luo Guanzhong, who had not yet received the news, were sitting opposite each other, each holding a cup of tea and looking through the manuscripts in their hands.

The quantity is up, but the quality is quite mixed.

He was even thinking about whether to bring another pair of mahjong to the Jiaofang Division.

It’s not just to win money, but it’s just another way to have fun!

After all, it's a bit boring to listen to music, drink wine, and get massages all by yourself every day.

Mr. Hu can handle this level of transfer with just one sentence.

Of course, I spent the whole day having fun with these little girls in their teens and twenties.

Therefore, Mr. Hu rarely slept until the sun was shining every day, then had breakfast, walked around the house, and then came to Jiaofangsi.

Those who make tea, those who sing, those who squeeze shoulders, those who beat legs...

By the way, isn't that guy Fang Xiaoru at the newspaper office?

You can ask him to come over and be on duty!

Then the business continued until the curfew time, and then the business for this day was considered over.

Don't be too carefree in this little life.

The musicians here are simply not too professional.

The two of them also met by chance. They were in the same yamen, so they couldn't see each other when they looked up.

That doesn't matter!

At least for Jiaofangsi, because of this unique operating time, the work and rest time here perfectly match Mr. Hu's schedule.

This is the aura of the top powerful people!

You don't even have to show up to be able to intimidate a young girl!

Cow!

What's more, Fang Xiaoru is just a clerk in the newspaper office now.

Not to mention, the "work content" here is particularly in line with Mr. Hu's preferences.

Damn it, when he said something casually, those people had to think about it seven or eight times in their minds, wondering if there was any deep meaning before answering carefully.

It's not that the two of them really have bad mouths every day, but it's actually now that the reputation of Daming Weekly Newspaper has become bigger and bigger.

Mr. Hu even transferred a cook from his house.

Some wonderful articles are like drinking from a sweet spring, but some things are really disgusting to read.

So as the current official chief of the Jiaofang Division, Mr. Hu would like to examine the other party's business level and give some pointers. What's wrong?

Not to mention, after Mr. Hu’s training and pointing, it didn’t matter what the musicians thought.

Thinking of this, Mr. Hu didn't hesitate and arranged for someone to go directly to the newspaper office to spread the word.

Therefore, the two people, who had similar odors, simply got together every day, drinking tea, reading articles, and swearing.

And the set of lounge chairs, tea tables and other objects that accompanied Mr. Hu from the Ministry of Rites to the Ministry of Works have now been moved here.

On the contrary, he thought it was good!

When he arrived at the Jiaofang Division, he continued to be a low-level official.

He has no musical talent. In his previous life, he only listened to local songs while driving, and only sang old songs when he went to KTV. However, he actually found the sound pleasant to his ears.

Inside the newspaper office.

Suddenly, the order of the entire Jiaofang Division improved by three points!

Then, he thought of someone!

But before the two could finish scolding each other, Fang Xiaoru suddenly received a message from Mr. Hu.

Listening to the other party's message that was repeated twice, Fang Xiaoru's face was filled with confusion and confusion.

Jiaofangsi?

That's not a good place!