Pan Mingguang rolled and ran all the way, and a gust of wind ran into the house like a ghost, hiding in the room and not going out.

Pan Wenlong and Yu Xiufeng were a little surprised. Why did their son suddenly become sexually altered today? Usually, they couldn't even tie him up at this time.

"Mingyue, go and see what's wrong with your brother? The dog was chased away outside?"

Pan Mingyue was just having breakfast at this time, and when she heard this, she put down her chopsticks and came to the elder brother's room.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Pan Ming was hiding in the quilt, his whole body was trembling a little, and he said with his head down, "I'm fine, I'm fine, don't pay attention to me."

When Pan Mingyue heard this, she made a face to her elder brother in the quilt.

Suddenly Pan Mingguang lifted the quilt, sat up straight, and looked at the girl and said:

"Mingyue, I tell you that you can't underestimate Chen Buer in the future. He is much better than you think. In addition, when you marry him, you must listen to him and never make him angry. You must remember!"

This was so stupid that he hid in the quilt again, which made Pan Mingyue’s mind full of problems.

"Hmph, why should I listen to him? Who is better than who? Humph."

Pan Mingyue waved her fist with an expression of dissatisfaction on her face.

At this time, Chen Buer was sitting in a breakfast shop, while eating breakfast while sighing.

Why is it so difficult to make some money? It was a good way to make money, but now it is gone. You can't go to the Ghost Market of the Three Corpse Temple.

But after that night, no matter how good the business was, he only made more than a thousand taels of silver.

If it were changed to others, I would definitely be crazy. It costs more than a thousand taels of silver and I can buy an ordinary house.

But don’t forget that Chen Buer now has more than 20 subordinates to settle down, and he also wants to build another shop. In this way, you will have less than 10,000 or 20,000 yuan in a big house in front of the store and the back of the store, so don’t even think about it.

Other reborn people make millions of taels of money at every turn, and they wave their hands to be a duke and marquis. Why is it his turn? Is it so difficult to get ten thousand taels of silver?

Seeing that the young master was depressed, the fat man and the thin man were also worried.

They knew that their young master was worried about money and finally robbed the money, but they pretended to be "ancestor".

The master and servant were eating tastelessly while thinking about ways to make money.

The fat man suddenly said, "Young master, it really doesn't work, let's rent a house first."

Chen Buer said weakly: "It seems that I have to do this. You two go to Yashang during the day to look for it. I am going back to sleep."

The thin man came up with an idea: "Young master, why don't we still have the idea of ​​fighting brothels? Thank you for your hard work, let's go to a few more brothels like before, and then the charge is a little higher."

Chen Buer was still not very interested: "Let's talk about it then."

Brothel is his basic foundation. Others do not believe in his medical skills, but the girls in brothel are all his fans and regard him as a god.

Chen Buer did not discriminate against them, seeing that they were all miserable people, so every time they treated one person, even if they were given medicine, they often charged one or two taels of silver.

Every brothel only earns dozens of taels of silver when you see it for a long time, and the extra one hundred taels is definitely the price of conscience.

At this time, a sudden music sound came from the street, with gongs and drums from time to time, and pedestrians on the road ran to watch the fun.

As a qualified "Bianliang person", Chen Buer has a natural sensitivity to gossip news:

"Waiter, what's wrong? Why is the street so lively? Who got married in the morning?"

The waiter who was wiping the table in the store nodded and bowed repeatedly: "Young master, this is not someone's wife, today is the official's birthday, isn't this the various businesses in Bianliang City celebrating spontaneously."

"On the birthday of Wanbao, no wonder I got the lights and decorations."

The Birthday Festival is actually the birthday of the current reign of the emperor.

At this time of year, there will be celebrations nationwide, and officials from Beijing will rush to the palace to celebrate their birthdays. Officials from other places will find ways to pay tribute to some rare treasures to please the emperor.

As a time traveler, Chen Buer did not have any fear of imperial power, and he always thought that the emperor was far away from him. Anyway, everyone would never meet him in this life, so why bother to go and flatter him?

Chen Buer didn't want to flatter, but in the entire Bianliang City, the flatterers had already lined up and stood in the Great Nei Zichen Hall to welcome the emperor.

Officials above the fifth rank of the Great Zhou Dynasty all wore the most solemn court robes, wearing Jinxian crowns on their heads, large outer ribbons with scarlet materials covering their knees, brocade ribbons and jade bracelets, and white silk socks and black leather shoes.

All were motionless, silent, and their bodies leaned forward slightly, standing in a humble manner.

The official uniforms of the Great Zhou Dynasty are exactly the same as those of the Song Dynasty in history. Oh no, it should be that the Song Dynasty copied the official uniforms of "Chai Zhou".

Wear purple and goldfish bags for grade 3 or above; wear red and silverfish bags for grade 5 or above;

As for lower-level officials, they usually wear green or blue, and ordinary people like to call them "green grasshoppers".

"Wanhou Festival" is the most grand festival in ancient times. The emperor is the big boss. What is more important than flattering the big boss? So on such occasions, the "green grasshoppers" have no chance to participate in court.

In the Zichen Palace, you can see that it is either purple or red, and they are all core officials of the empire.

At this time, Prime Minister Cui Miyuan, the leader of all officials, was in the second position. On the first position was a young official wearing an ivory white official robe, which was the color used by the royal family.

This young official was not as cautious as others. Instead, he had a straight back and looked back at the officials behind him, looking more relaxed.

Cui Miyuan slightly raised his triangle eyes, glanced at the young official in front of him, then lowered his head and pretended to be nothing.

The only one who could stand before Prime Minister Cui in the Great Zhou Dynasty was the adopted son of the current official family, Chai Ziyun, Duke Chengguo.

Today, the official family once had three sons, but they died at a young age. This incident has had a great blow to the official family.

The official may want to struggle a little longer and try to create villains in the palace.

Unfortunately, more than ten years have passed, and no more good news has been heard in the palace, which has made officials at all levels extremely anxious.

As an emperor, a major event like establishing an heir and a crown prince cannot be changed at will based on his personal will, as it is related to the inheritance of a dynasty.

If the heir is not selected well, or the emperor did not designate a good heir during his lifetime, if one of the matter is not handled well, it may completely drag down a country and a dynasty.

The historical books in the palace record bloody crimes caused by royal heirs, which were written by tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of lives.
Chapter completed!