illegitimate child

Jingzhao Yinlan Muqing has a trouble in recent days, and she hasn't been warm with her concubine for three consecutive days.His little concubine, bought for a hundred silver, was also very suspicious, and the lord would randomly guess which little rascal would take away his favor in the next three days.

Changing the method and instructing the people around the master to inquire, Lan Muqing threw the tea bowl on the ground, and the boiling water gradually rose to a height of three feet, and his face collapsed.In the blink of an eye, several huge blisters formed, and the blisters in the mouth were separated by layers of skin and flesh, reflecting the pain.

He reprimanded with a black face: "Let that lowly servant girl calm down! If you have nothing to do, send it back to Jiaofang!"

The servant who had received the benefits and came to sniff out the news trembled and fell to his knees, secretly cursing Auntie for her bad luck.

Lan Muqing was angry at everyone, because it was not pleasing to the eye, so he kicked the boy on his back with a heart-warming foot, and cursed: "Get out!"

The little servant seemed to be pardoned, clutching his heart, rolling and crawling all the way.

Lan Muqing vented her strength, slumped down on the armchair, pressed her temples hard, and let the burning anger swallow her reason.Too much fire will always bring disaster to some fish in the pond, he stared at the boy's panicked back with heavy eyes, lightly touched the blisters in his mouth with the tip of his tongue, and said, "A hundred taels is not worth it."

How could Master Lan, who had his own way of making money in the past, care about a hundred taels of money?Now the word "money" has become a headache for him, and if he can't get it right, he won't be able to spend a hundred taels in the future.

That's right, his troubles are related to money and his way of making money.The system of the ritual dynasty was extended from the previous dynasty, and if the law remains unchanged for a long time, chaos will arise, and it is even more chaotic now.The division of many official positions and powers is not clear. For example, the things that Landa people can manage are not related to taxation.

But the fact is that he can really take care of it. At the beginning of the Li Dynasty, the style of integrity was admired and extravagance was dismissed, so the salary of officials was extremely low.But the vast majority of people like leisure and hate work by nature, tend to be complicated and hate simplicity.Officials have a high social status, so they inevitably pursue wealth equal to their status.

The meager salary could not satisfy the growing desire, and corruption and bribery came into being.The chaotic system of the ritual dynasty opened the door to evil even more.

The Li Dynasty often suppressed business and industry. If goods from other places want to enter Shangjing, they will be charged customs duties when they pass through the state capital. Shangjing also collects a separate tax.The euphemistic name is Dengyun Tax, which means that only those things that have shed their mortal wombs are eligible to enter the land of the Son of Heaven.

The cloud tax can make a big fuss, and the goods imported into Shangjing every day are unknown. Businessmen who can pass five checks and cut six will be qualified to do business in Shanghai know it well.The law expressly stipulates that Dengyun tax takes one-twentieth of the goods, but it is often one-nineteen.This extra point is a benefit fee for tax officials, which is called "protection fee" among the people.

Relying on the extra penny, Mr. Lan lives a more chic life than a fairy, and often spends a lot of money in extravagance.

If you count the merchants in the world who pay the most benefits, it is none other than Wang Shang.Facing such a big client, Lan Daren is also happy to show his favor, not to mention that Wang and Luo are still related by marriage.Therefore, when the head of the Wang family invited him to participate in the shares, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, what a big pie!

Mr. Lan's nose was rotten from the stench of copper, and he stretched his neck and bit the pancake tightly, not letting go.In order to express his firm determination to make a fortune with Wang Shang, Master Lan made a treaty with Wang Shang.

Lan Muqing used "favor fee" to become a shareholder of Wang Shang, and in the future, for all goods traded under Wang's banner, he would only get one-twentieth according to the law.

However, it is precisely this contract that he framed and made it more fragrant day by day, but now it has become a reminder hanging above his head.

Wang didn't know which string was wrong, so he donated all his family property and business channels to the national treasury.And because of the Liuzhou Incident, the front line desperately needed armaments. Emperor Changtong was shocked to find that most of the armaments in the Shangjing Army Depot had been devoured by moths.

Emperor Changtong had always known that corruption was prevalent in the officialdom, and in the past he just pretended to be deaf and dumb, turning a blind eye.Under the appearance of peaceful singing and dancing, there are long-rotten abscesses hidden.

The Liuzhou incident directly broke the appearance, and Emperor Changtong had to show his attitude. The soldiers should not be chilled before they fight.Since he ascended the throne, Haohao Tangtang, the most aggressive anti-corruption operation, kicked off.

The Wang family became a loner, and unexpectedly stabbed his former ally backhand.A few days ago, the chief manager of the Wang family suddenly asked Lan Muqing to stay in the Wangjiang Tower for a while. He thought that the Wang family was looking for another backing after seeing the decline of the Luo family, and he was very proud.

Unexpectedly, after a long talk, the chief executive suddenly brought up the matter of the treaty.As long as the contract is handed over to the Ministry of Supervision, the matter of Ta Lan Muqing's corruption is a certainty, a sharp knife that goes straight to the heart.

Lan Muqing was sweating profusely, and hurriedly asked the chief executive what he was asking for when he brought up the treaty. The chief executive smiled and said, "It's just casual chatting, why should you be suspicious?"

After returning home from Fengxue Building, Lan Muqing couldn't sleep day after day, and every sound made a sound spread out boundless fear. The Supervision Department broke into the house, ransacked the family and wiped out the family, and people's heads rolled to the ground.

Life and death endured day after day, until the confidants sent to fight against the Wang family finally returned home.Hearing the doorbell, Lan Muqing jumped up from the armchair, accidentally stepped on the broken porcelain, and pulled out a slender gash. He didn't care about the pain, and asked anxiously with a pale face, "What did the Wang family say?"

The confidant first saluted, and looked at Lan Muqing with an extremely strange expression, one point puzzled and nine points in disbelief, "Wang Jiapupi said that Liuzhou suffered a catastrophe, and none of the survivors survived, but those who could trek all the way to Shangjing, one middle school Go to Ninth again. The survivors are all lucky people, and keeping people out of the city is indeed a loss of morality."

Seeing Mr. Lan's increasingly hostile eyes, the aide hurriedly added: "Wang Poppi's exact words!"

Lan Muqing couldn't lift it up in one breath, and his footsteps staggered for a while. He was trembling with anger: "Just because of this!"

I couldn't stop cursing secretly in my heart, the Bodhisattva of the Wang family mud can't protect himself from crossing the river and still worry about others, he is really stupid.

Cursing is scolding, no matter how unwilling he is, he can only do things by holding his nose. Whoever puts his life in the hands of others, this matter is not difficult for him.The reason why the refugees were not allowed to enter the city was because of the cumbersome registration process, the epidemic disease, and the muddy legs that did not have eyes that would hinder the eyes of the nobles.As long as he discusses with Zhang Ting to send the refugees to the west of the city, and then arranges the imperial guards to patrol, it will not be a problem.

The wounds on the soles of the feet and the blisters on the face were all evil, accompanied by the unknown fire in the heart, the internal organs were burned and numb.Lan Muqing sneered, I wrote this down today, let's see in the future.

The white-haired Persian cat was squatting outside the window of the main house in Luoxia Courtyard, tilting its round head to grind its paws on the edge of the window, grinding for a while and barking for a while, and its fluffy tail drooped aggrievedly for a long time.The glass bead-like eyes were covered with water mist, and it seemed to be wondering why the master didn't open the window to reprimand it?

With a meow and a flick of its tail, it jumped down lightly, and patrolled the territory with dexterous cat steps.

Fang showed the tip of his tail, and was scooped up by the sharp-eyed little gnat, ignoring the raccoon slave who scratched and scratched the big fur,

She has always been vigilant, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of a thin figure with even more presumptuous movements.

The little girl is always extraordinarily bold and restless. She is not sure whether the owner picked her up out of kindness on a whim, or if she really decided to give her a new life.Moderate but not too much temptation - bullying the owner's pet.

The domineering raccoon slave can be regarded as having met his nemesis.

Song Ling finally rescued the raccoon slave, smoothed its fur gently, and said with a smile: "A pair of enemies." He has been raised in Luo's house for these years, and his eyes as big as pinpoints have grown to the size of tea bowls, which can accommodate scared children. .

After smoothing the hair, he pushed the raccoon slave to Xiao Ning, and said: "Go and find dumplings, this raccoon slave has a big temper, be gentle with his hands, and he will not play with you when he gets annoyed."

Xiao Ning stared at his receding back, muttering softly: What a weirdo.

Yes, weird, so weird that he would save her even if she had nothing.

The Bai family sent someone to tell Song Ling to go to the medicine garden as soon as possible, saying that there was a new development in the cold syndrome.

The last time I went to give out porridge, apart from Xiaonong Songling, I brought some patients back home. Mrs. Bai suffers from the lack of practice with the patients, and the patients are also dying, which kills two birds with one stone.

After receiving the wounded, Mrs. Bai rested in the medicine garden every day, unable to lose it for a moment.

When Song Ling arrived, Mrs. Bai was treating the pus-soothing wounds of the wounded, and the white ones were stained red all over.Song Ling didn't want to disturb her by making a sound, so he silently walked to his side and handed her something.But when people came and went, they had a tacit understanding, Bai put down the knife and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

He told Song Ling to add fire to the medicine stove, then turned around and went to the inner room to change clothes.

The sick and wounded were separated by a large silver-patterned tiger screen, and Song Ling suddenly heard a very low breath.

"Second Brother~"

A round almond eye was exposed in the hollow of the seat screen. Song Ling approached and bent slightly, "What's wrong?"

With just this sound, a layer of water could be seen in the almond eyes, and the surroundings of the eyes were covered with a light red, Luo Qianyu's voice was thick and nasal: "I just miss my brother."

Song Ling was stunned, thinking of his brother, which brother?People in heaven should never think about it, they should hate it.

Luo Jinnian, look, is this what you want?

Song Ling lowered his eyelashes to cover the waves in his eyes, stretched out a finger from the hollow, let the stormy waves smash his heart, and said softly: "Don't be afraid."

Luo Qianyu held her warm fingers and pressed her forehead against the cold seat screen, "Yeah."

"Ling'er, come in with me." Mrs. Bai leaned out from the inner room and waved to Song Ling from a distance.

Luo Qianyu heard her mother's voice like a mouse seeing a cat, and suddenly sent her hand, folded her arms and squatted down on the spot.Song Ling withdrew his hand, took off the kit he was carrying, and threw it high.

The kit drew a beautiful arc in the air and fell into Luo Qianyu's arms accurately.

Song Ling turned around and went to the inner room too. When Bai Shi saw him, his face was serious, and he asked him to take off his coat and lie down on the small couch with only his coat on, and then he turned around and took out a set of silver needles.

Burning slightly on the flame of the lamp, he picked up Song Ling's inner garment, inserted the needle like a dot, and quickly pierced it in Baihui, sandalwood...

The western clock on the wall ticked unevenly, and the long needle passed three times, Bai looked away from the clock face, took a deep breath and took out the silver needle neatly.

There is blackness on the tip of the needle, like an indelible curse.

Bai's strength suddenly lost, the silver needle on his fingertip fell from the sky, somersaulted in the air, the needle fell to the ground, and burst out a foot away with a snap.

Bai Shi took a deep breath, gathered up the strength to speak, stared at Song Ling and said word by word,

"Bane!"

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Recently moved, the update is not stable, I try my best.