Zhu Xu looked at Ai Er again and said lightly: "You can also find a way to control the brothels in Jiangnan. Just like, all officials, scholars, scholars, prostitutes, and those who marry prostitutes will be recorded for me!"

Zhu Xu must start from many aspects to eliminate the administration of the government, which is also a very important means!

"Yes." Ai'er bowed there. She knew very well that once these lists were sent, they would ruin all their future.

Zhu Xu looked at her again and said, "Well, do it well, I will give you a promise and a six minister. As long as you recommend it, I will nod."

This is a position that most people may not reach in their entire lives. If her origins can get the emperor's promise, the ancestral tomb will be filled with smoke.

Ai'er knelt down with a thud and said loudly, "I thank the emperor, I wish to be loyal to the emperor to death!"

Zhu Xu turned around and said, "I will give you two more Yin positions for the Jinyiwei deputy Qianhu."

Ai'er's body trembled again and said, "I will die in order to repay the emperor's kindness!"

Zhu Xu left Cuifang Tower and went to the Military and Political Courts again.

At the same time, Liu Shimin found Yang Lian, hoping that he would strengthen the law enforcement of the Censorate and inspect the capital.

Yang Lian naturally agreed, but he didn't expect that Liu Shimin was talking about the officials visiting prostitutes.

The cold wind whistled, and as the sun set, the capital city became colder at night. If there was a thermometer, you would definitely see that the temperature was already below minus twenty.

Such temperatures are only a handful of times traced back to several thousand years, not to mention that they will last for a considerable period of time.

Mao Mansion.

As the Qingliu Censor, Mao Yujian didn't have much money, but he still had a big house and dozens of servants.

In the huge bedroom, it was as warm as spring, with the big red brocade quilts turning, Mao Yujian laughed endlessly, accompanied by the girl's coquettish and soft words.

After a while, the girl showed her little head and her pretty red face. She hugged Mao Yujian, who was 50 years old, shyly and timidly, and said in a slight voice, "Master, what if the eldest lady comes back? People are afraid..."

Mao Yujian also gasped and showed his head, laughing loudly, saying, "Don't be afraid, she can't..."

Bang

The bedroom door was suddenly kicked open, accompanied by a middle-aged woman's shout, "I can't do anything..."

Mao Yujian burst out in an instant and jumped up and quickly put on his clothes.

The girl became nervous too. She knew that Mao Yujian had a fierce wife in her family, so she got up and tried hard to find clothes and put them on her body.

A middle-aged woman with a bucket waist and dressed in a luxurious manner. She came in angrily, holding a big stick in her hand, and four or five big men followed her.

Mao Yujian quickly put on his clothes, and at the same time he smiled with a trembling face, "Madam, listen to me..."

Mrs. Mao waved her big stick and hit Mao Yujian hard, shouting coldly, "I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you..."

"Ah..." the girl shouted. She had just been included in the Mao family. At this moment, she was huddled in the corner with a look of fear and shivered.

"ah……"

This is Mao Yujian. He was beaten by Mrs. Mao's big stick and lay on the ground, screaming repeatedly: "Madam, Madam, listen to me, I will never dare again, nor will I dare again..."

"I'll ask you to take a concubine! I'll ask you to take a concubine!"

Mrs. Mao beat me for a long time, and she was tired of fighting and said in a rough manner: "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel down. You are not allowed to eat without my permission! And you little fairy, beat me, beat me half to death and sell it to a brothel!"

"Master, please help me..." The girl shouted to Mao Yujian with a pale face.

Mao Yujian looked scared and did not care about the newly-acquired concubine. She smiled and ran out of the bedroom carefully and went straight to the bedroom and knelt down.

Mrs. Mao beat the concubine hard again and vented her anger, and then she was mostly angry and ate and slept with peace of mind.

Mao Yujian knelt until midnight, tired, hungry and cold. The hidden man's self-esteem was finally awakened, gritting his teeth, his face was hot and his eyes were red.

But his fierce wife comes from a large clan in Jiangnan, so he can't afford to offend him.

"Why did she come so quickly? Shouldn't it be three days left..."

Mao Yujian's eyes flashed, and he suddenly thought of Genjie. He turned to look at the man guarding him and said coldly: "Why did Madam return to Beijing so soon?"

The big man stared at the 'nothing son-in-law', thought for a while, and said, "It was the family who told the wife through the inn that the wife turned back halfway."

When Mao Yujian heard this, his expression changed. New and old hatreds surged in his heart. Stirring his pig's face, he said with hatred: "Prepare the four treasures of the study for me, I want to write a copy!"

Although the great man was Mrs. Mao’s servant, he could tell the importance of the matter.

Mao Yujian took the brush and lay there, looking angry and writing quickly.

‘Where is the place where the post is delivered, the place where the rich officials are beloved is a million...’

‘The Ministry of War issued a survey and issued it, but no payment was made. The gentry handed over the fake, and one piece of paper was used to make up for four...’

‘The power of the servant is like a tiger, and the fate of the common people is like silk... If you cut it, you can save 400,000 yuan a year...’

This memorial appeared in Wenzhao Pavilion early the next morning. Zhu Youjian looked at the memorial and pondered for a long time, but still called Jiang Dejing and Qian Longxi in to discuss.

Qian Longxi was also surprised by the 'ingenious' of this memorial. After reading it for a long time, he said, "Your Majesty, the post station doesn't seem to be of much use. If you save 400,000 yuan a year, you can do a lot of things."

Zhu Youjian nodded, and this was in line with his wishes, and looked at Jiang Dejing again.

Jiang Dejing also thought it could be slaughtered, but if it was the same as Qian Longxi said, he could not show his ability. He pondered and said, "Prince, the post station was established by Taizu, and it is the ancestral system, so it should not be moved lightly."
Chapter completed!