After binding the investment system, I began to cultivate the empress

As the lights come on, the capital city is hazy in the neon lights of the night.

Wanchun Courtyard is next to Fengyue Cottage, bustling with activity and complementing each other. In the past, this place was full of singing birds and dancing swallows, and beautiful women were everywhere.

Until Fengyue Cottage became the property of a certain Xiao Li.

"Well, after we've had some wine, let's go to Fengyue Cottage and have another drink to relieve our fatigue."

"Why are you going? That place is now a foot-washing place, and the girls there are very strong hands."

"Tsk, how big can it be?"

"Master Song, you know, I went there once and I'm still trembling today."

Several nobles in scantily clad attire were shaking their heads and talking.

Suddenly, a cold snort was heard from the door.

"I think he'll close down in a few days!"

Who talks so coolly?

The hall was quiet for a moment, and everyone turned around to look, only to see that the person who spoke had a pale face.

It was the 'Mr. Song' that the guests had just mentioned.

Seeing this, all the diners in the hall started laughing, and some even echoed a few words.

Song Qian sat down with anger.

"If my father hadn't been busy with the Hundred Flowers Festival these past two days...you could have accompanied me to watch it in a few days!"

"I have something to do that day."

"I'm going to be sick that day."

His tablemates leaned back slightly. None of the children from official families dared to accompany him to Fengyue Cottage.

at the same time.

The internal structure of Wanchun Courtyard, starting from the second floor, is connected by cloud-like staircases. Each room is like a staggered flower bud, all hanging from the ceiling.

The higher you go, the higher the quality becomes.

Top floor.

The son was talking nonsense at the table, and the father was sweating profusely at the table.

"Hey, Uncle Zhong, that dress is already made and it's quite expensive. Why don't you take it home and wear it? It's just perfect for such a cold day."

"Forget it. I'm not so poor that I don't have enough clothes in winter."

"The food and wine at Wanchun Court are still a little lacking, but the location is nice. It's right next to Fengyue Cottage. How about I buy it and give Uncle Zhong a share? I can bring the soldiers from Southern Xinjiang to the Imperial Capital to liven things up."

"Ok?"

Shangshu Song and Shilang Qian couldn't help wiping their cold sweat while listening to the conversation between the two, but found that they could never wipe it off.

It seems like they are on a pirate ship!

"My Lords, why are you so sad?"

Li Mo turned around and looked at the officials in confusion.

"Hehehe...When I think of the hardships endured by the soldiers guarding the border, I feel ashamed!"

Minister Song looked worried about the country and the people.

[Congratulations to the host for successfully investing 50,000 taels of gold in Song Baiyue.]

【You have an investment feedback waiting to be collected. 】

Looking down at the system notification that the final payment had just been made, Li Mo smiled and gave him a thumbs-up:

"light and spacious."

As he spoke, his eyes swept across the faces of each adult.

He actually doesn't care how much these people get. After all, anyone who can sit in this position is at least destined to rise to the top, so he won't lose out no matter how much they get.

What is more important is the investment feedback from southern Xinjiang.

When the food and military supplies are transported there, in addition to feedback, there will also be a lot of power from all living beings.

When the topic turned to border affairs, Minister Song took the lead, and after a few drinks, the others followed suit, whether they meant it sincerely or not.

"Yes, the conditions in southern Xinjiang are harsh, and guarding the border is indeed difficult."

Minister Qian drank a glass of wine.

"It's difficult for the soldiers, but shouldn't it be difficult for us too?"

A senior official beside him patted his belly and burped, "The treasury is empty, and Southern Xinjiang is far away. The food, fodder, military supplies, and all kinds of materials shipped there have already been consumed. If we want to maintain that place, the burden is too heavy."

"No matter how hard it is, we can't let the royal family and His Majesty suffer, so we have to make the soldiers suffer a little more."

"The situation will improve significantly once this batch of supplies is delivered, but it's still a drop in the bucket..."

Prince Zhennan listened to them toasting each other, rubbed his brows, and was about to stand up.

Loss of materials and food...

There were Sumeru objects, and military supplies did not need to be escorted by a large army. A lot of them were damaged along the way. Where did they go?

"I plan to set up some business with Uncle Zhong in the Imperial Capital."

"Oh? What are they?"

"Let's start from this street."

“…”

Prince Zhennan had just stood up halfway when he suddenly felt his legs go weak and he sat back down.

There was a moment of silence at the table.

In the Dayu Dynasty, the salaries of officials were not high, and the officials worked diligently to make extra money. If they wanted to buy a house in the inner city near the imperial city, they would have to think about it for a long time.

Today they learned a new unit of measurement.

Who would buy property and calculate it by 'one line'?

Even the richest man in the capital doesn't have this ability. They can't help but wonder if Li Mo has some magical skill that can turn stones into gold?

After three rounds of drinks, the table became unusually calm.

Zhong Qin coughed lightly and glanced over, finding that the adults were all silent, but their eyes were unusually bright. They seemed to be hesitant to speak, but no one opened their mouths.

Like a hungry wolf, his eyes were glowing green.

Don't show off your wealth, which is why Li Mo just pulled me in.

Who can resist money?

"Young Master Li, I told His Majesty that you were a rare talent, a true beauty. Today, I find that you seem even more heroic than I imagined."

"What Young Master Li? He's my younger brother. If you don't abandon me, we can become brothers..."

"As the saying goes, every year brings this day, every year brings this day. I think there is still a long time for us to come, a long time to come!"

"Come on, brother, let me toast you."

"We are in charge of business affairs. If there is any problem, we are all family members, so we can talk it out."

The atmosphere at the table was suddenly filled with joy and harmony.

Even Sun Gui was looked up to.

At this moment, he deeply understood a certain sentence.

Money can make things happen. If it doesn't, it means you don't have enough money...

Downstairs, Song Qian hung his head. After getting drunk, he subconsciously walked towards Fengyue Cottage.

As he walked out of Wanchunting's door, a cold wind blew, sobering him up a little and bringing back bad memories.

He didn't dare to enter the door now, so he could only get back into the carriage with his hair standing on end.

"One day, sooner or later..."

Before I could finish my thought, I saw a group of people coming out of the door.

"Hey, there's a rock in front. How dare you block my brother Li's way."

"It's time to change the name of our street. It doesn't sound good."

"I declare that from now on, this is called Bully Street!"

Look at the middle-aged man with a drunken face and always calling himself "brother", and the young man who is the center of attention.

"???"

The servant pointed and said, "Master, is that the master?"