Chapter 501
Now that we have grain and weapons, if you keep raising your arm and calling out...
A moment later.
Everyone gazed at the bright yellow garment not far away, lost in thought.
...
**Chapter 564: I declare, this is now Little Overlord Street!**
As the lights began to glow, the capital city was shrouded in a hazy neon glow.
At Wanchun Pavilion, bustling and lively, the atmosphere was vibrant. This place had once been filled with the songs of warblers and the dances of swallows, with red sleeves fluttering throughout the building.
Until the Wanchun Pavilion became the property of a certain Xiao Li.
“Hey, after we drink, let’s head to Wanchun Pavilion for another round to shake off the fatigue.”
“Go where? That place is now a foot massage parlor, and the girls have a strong grip.”
“Pfft, how strong can they be?”
“Have you heard about Young Master Song? He went there once and has been shivering ever since.”
A few well-dressed nobles were shaking their heads and discussing.
Suddenly, a cold snort came from the entrance.
“I reckon in a few days, they’ll be closing up shop for good!”
Who spoke so boldly?
The hall fell silent for a moment as everyone turned to look, only to see the speaker’s face pale with anger.
It was none other than the ‘Young Master Song’ they had just mentioned.
Seeing this, the diners in the hall burst into laughter, some even chiming in with a few remarks.
Song Qian, unable to contain his anger, sat down:
“If it weren’t for my father being busy with the Hundred Flowers Festival these past few days... Just wait, I’ll take you all to see for yourselves in a few days!”
“I have something on that day.”
“I’ll be sick that day.”
His companions leaned back slightly; none of the scions of noble families dared to accompany him to Wanchun Pavilion.
Meanwhile.
The internal structure of Wanchun Pavilion, starting from the second floor, was connected by cloud-like staircases, with rooms resembling well-arranged flower buds, all suspended from the ceiling.
The higher you went, the more upscale it became.
On the top floor.
While his son was down below making a scene, the father was sweating profusely at the table.
“Hey, Uncle Zhong, that outfit was quite expensive to make. Why don’t you take it back and wear it? It’s cold out, and it would suit you perfectly.”
“Let’s skip that. I’m not so poor that I lack clothes in winter.”
“The food and drink at Wanchun Pavilion are still lacking, but the location is good, right next to Wanchun Pavilion. How about I buy it? I’ll count you in, Uncle Zhong, and we can bring the soldiers from Nanjiang to enjoy the capital’s liveliness.”
“Hmm?”
Minister Song and Deputy Minister Qian exchanged glances, wiping cold sweat from their brows, realizing they were in over their heads.
It felt like they had boarded a pirate ship!
“Gentlemen, why the long faces?”
Li Mo turned to the officials, puzzled.
“Haha... Just thinking about the soldiers guarding the borders enduring hardships makes me feel ashamed!”
Minister Song wore a look of concern for the country and its people.
【Congratulations, host, you have successfully invested 50,000 taels of gold in ‘Song Baiyue’.】
【You have an investment feedback waiting to be collected.】
Glancing at the system notification about the final payment, Li Mo flashed a thumbs-up at him:
“Bright and clear.”
As he spoke, his gaze swept across the faces of the officials.
He didn’t really care how much they took; anyone who could sit in this position was destined for greatness. No matter how much they took, he wouldn’t lose out.
What mattered more was the investment feedback from Nanjiang.
Once those supplies and military needs were transported over, besides the feedback, there would also be plenty of vitality from the common people.
When the topic turned to border affairs, Minister Song took the lead, and after a few rounds of drinks, everyone chimed in, whether sincerely or not.
“Indeed, the conditions in Nanjiang are harsh, and it’s truly difficult for the soldiers stationed at the borders.”
Deputy Minister Qian raised his cup.
“The soldiers have it tough, but we’re not exactly living easy lives either.”
A senior official nearby rubbed his belly and burped: “The treasury is empty, and Nanjiang is far away. The supplies and materials sent over have already been depleted significantly. If we want to maintain things there, the burden is too heavy.”
“No matter how tough it gets, we can’t let the royal family and His Majesty suffer. We’ll just have to let the soldiers bear the brunt of it.”
“This batch of supplies will improve the situation somewhat, but it’s still just a drop in the bucket…”
Hearing them clink glasses, the King of Southern Town rubbed his temples and prepared to stand up.
The depletion of materials and supplies...
With the existence of Xumi items, military supplies didn’t require a large army for transport. Where had all the losses gone?
“I plan to invest in some businesses in the capital with Uncle Zhong.”
“Oh? What kind?”
“Let’s start from this street.”
“...”
As the King of Southern Town stood halfway up, he suddenly felt his legs go weak and plopped back down.
The table fell silent for a moment.
In the Dayu Dynasty, officials’ salaries weren’t high. The nobles worked diligently to skim off the top and earn side income. To buy a house in the inner city near the imperial city, they had to think long and hard.
Today, they learned a new unit of measurement.
Who buys businesses by the ‘street’?
Even the richest in the capital didn’t have that kind of power. They couldn’t help but wonder if Li Mo had some kind of alchemical skill to turn stone into gold.
After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere at the table was unusually calm.
Zhong Qin cleared his throat lightly, glancing around to find the officials silent, their eyes shining with eagerness, wanting to speak but holding back.
Like hungry wolves, their eyes glinted green.
Wealth shouldn’t be flaunted, and it was only because Li Mo had brought him along.
Who wouldn’t want to be on good terms with money?
“Li Shaoxia, I mentioned in front of His Majesty that you are a dragon among men, exceptionally talented. Today, I see you’re even more impressive than I imagined.”
“What Li Shaoxia? That’s my younger brother. If you don’t mind, we can become sworn brothers of a different surname…”
“As the saying goes, every year has this day, and every year has this morning. I believe we have plenty of time ahead of us!”
“Come, let me toast you with a drink.”
“We handle business matters, so if there’s anything, we’re all on the same side. Let’s talk it out.”
The atmosphere at the table suddenly filled with a cheerful and harmonious vibe.
Even Sun Gui was looked at with newfound respect.
At this moment, he deeply understood a saying.
Money can open doors; if it can’t, it just means you don’t have enough of it...
Downstairs, Song Qian, with his head drooping, instinctively walked toward Wanchun Pavilion after getting drunk.
Just as he stepped out of Wanchun Pavilion, a gust of cold wind hit him, sobering him up a bit and bringing back unpleasant memories.
He didn’t dare to go back in now, so he angrily returned to the carriage.
“One day for sure…”
Before he could finish his thought, he saw a group of people stumbling out from the entrance.
“Hey, there’s a stone in the way, how dare it block my brother Li’s path!”
“The name of our street needs to be changed; it doesn’t sound good.”
“I declare, from now on, this shall be called Little Overlord Street!”
Looking at the middle-aged man, reeking of alcohol and calling everyone ‘brother’, along with the young man surrounded like a star...
“???”
The servant pointed and said, “Young Master, isn’t that the master?”
**Chapter 565: For World Peace**
Wanchun Pavilion was designated as the place for the Hundred Flowers to stay.
During the banquet, Huang Donglai had already gone around to notify everyone, so now people were gradually arriving and joining the festivities at Wanchun Pavilion.
The first thing Tu Yan did upon entering the room was to open the window.
Just then, Li Mo emerged from the newly renovated Wanchun Pavilion, having just finished showing the officials around.
Calculating a heap of investment feedback, he couldn’t help but smile wider than a pig at New Year.
“?”
Tu Yan raised an eyebrow, her eyes narrowing like a crescent moon.
Wasn’t that the sign of a prosperous wife?
He... just came out of Wanchun Pavilion?
What kind of place was that? As someone who could be considered half in the industry, how could she not know?
The top young talent of Qianlong, emerging from such a place, and looking so happy...
“No matter how impressive, he’s still a man…”
Tu Yan paused for a moment, her gaze flickering.
All crows in the world are black; she had seen enough of them. The difference lay in some men being more overt, while others were harder to read.
This, for her, was rather fitting...
Just as she was thinking, another woman ran out from inside, handing over something. Li Mo glanced at it and tucked it away.
“Is that his lover?”
Tu Yan scrutinized.
The woman was simply dressed, yet her every move exuded charm, which likely wasn’t intentional but rather a habit formed unconsciously over time.
However, even by her standards, that face could be considered stunning.
Tu Yan couldn’t help but compare her to the other women who had come with her from the Hehuan Sect.
“Is that Hua Nongying?”
“Looking at her, could it be that she met the Little Overlord and wants to turn over a new leaf?”
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