Chapter 15 The Emperor Passes Away
The household position has high weight and has always occupied a decisive position among the six tribes of Dayan.
As the second-in-command of the Household Department, the Minister of Household Affairs is coveted by countless people. It is not an easy task for a Nagashi to take this position.
"It's not something I should worry about."
Chu Chen shook his head and laughed. It didn't matter how Lu Qinghou took the position of Minister of Household Affairs.
It has nothing to do with him.
Seeing Lu Qinghou's rise, others might try their best to get close to Lu Qinghou to please him, but he just wanted to stay away from Lu Qinghou.
Lu Qinghou was favored by the third prince. This time when he was transferred back to the imperial capital, the third prince must have been behind the scenes. His mark had already been stamped on him.
Within half a year, the news that Emperor Jingzheng was seriously ill and on the verge of death intensified.
In the Great Yan court, the fight between the three princes became more and more intense. Now that Lu Qinghou has returned to the imperial capital and serves as the Minister of Household Affairs, he will inevitably participate in this fight.
If you get too close to Lu Qinghou, you will most likely be implicated.
"That's all, get out of here as soon as possible."
Chu Chen made up his mind and immediately called Li Xiaoer.
Li Xiaoer was overjoyed when he informed Li Xiaoer about Lu Qinghou's investment.
With Lu Qinghou's support behind him, the offal soup shop's business will surely become even more prosperous.
Seeing the excited Li Xiaoer, Chu Chen was hesitant to speak, but did not open his mouth to admonish him.
Life is long and everyone has his or her own ambitions.
Everyone has their own way of living. If Li Xiaoer wants to cling to Lu Qinghou and compete for glory and wealth, then let him go.
Li Xiaoer stood in front, so that Lu Qinghou no longer paid attention to him, which was exactly what he wanted.
For this reason, Chu Chen also told Li Xiaoer the recipe of the offal soup, and completely withdrew from the offal soup shop. In the future, he would only take a share of the profit from the offal soup shop.
Originally, Li Xiaoer wanted to give Chu Chen 30% profit, but Chu Chen refused.
As more chop suey soup shops open, the monthly profits will only increase. Chu Chen will continue to take 30% of the profit, and he may become a thorn in the side of others.
10% profit is neither too much nor too little, just right.
Li Xiaoer immediately said that as long as the chop suey soup shop can continue to open, this ingredient will never be touched and will be distributed to Chu Chen on time every month. If Chu Chen is gone, it will also be distributed to Chu Chen's descendants.
Chu Chen just smiled and didn't pay much attention.
Again, you may make a profit, but I will definitely not lose.
Opening a chop suey soup shop is just a casual move. It would be best if it can continue to be opened. If it closes down, he will not suffer much loss.
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Jingzheng thirty-four years, January 11th.
This is the third winter Chu Chen has experienced since he came to this world.
This day.
As usual, Chu Chen got up and cursed the villain. After completing his daily practice, he opened the door of the pawn shop and heard a deep and melodious bell.
The bells ring from the palace, nine times in a row.
The entire imperial capital seemed to have pressed the pause button. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the palace.
Joy, excitement, excitement...all kinds of emotions, but in the end they all turned into sadness.
At least that's how it looks on the surface.
It's the day.
Emperor Jingzheng passed away, and the whole world was saddened.
The interior and exterior of the imperial city were all white, officials and common people were all wearing linen and mourning, and white flags were hung outside the doors.
Shrouded in wind and snow, the entire imperial capital had no other color.
"Emperor Dog, you are finally dead."
Chu Chen took out the little man with excitement and crossed out Emperor Jing Zheng's name.
After enduring for so long, the Dog Emperor finally died.
However, once the dog emperor dies, the next step is the change of imperial power.
These days, the imperial capital must be uneasy.
After the bell rang, in less than a stick of incense, the imperial guards entered the imperial capital in large numbers and took over the imperial city guards. The imperial capital was under martial law and no one was allowed to leave the imperial capital.
On the streets, one can see heavily armed soldiers running back and forth. The forces of the Jinyi Guards, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, and the City Guards were mobilized frequently.
People have closed their homes and all walks of life have been suspended.
The atmosphere in the imperial capital was extremely depressing, like the calm before the storm.
"Brother Chen, who do you think can win?"
In the backyard of the pawn shop, Li Xiaoer couldn't help but ask.
This is a master who can't sit still. The imperial capital is under martial law, and he is still walking around the streets and asking about the situation inside the palace.
However, no matter how well-informed a businessman is, it is impossible to find out the news inside the palace at this stage. Therefore, he has been on tenterhooks all day long.
"Who knows?"
Chu Chen drank the drunken immortal brew unhurriedly, feeling neither happy nor worried.
"Brother Chen, you... His Highness the Third Prince must win. If His Highness the Third Prince loses, it will inevitably affect Mr. Lu. If Mr. Lu falls, the several offal soup restaurants that have just opened will not be safe. ”
Li Xiaoer was worried and muttered.
During this period, Li Xiaoer opened six offal soup restaurants in the imperial capital.
With its advantages of being cheap, affordable and having a unique taste, it quickly became popular.
The most prosperous chop suey soup shops are not a few shops in the inner city of the imperial capital, but two chop suey soup shops in the outer city.
The outer city is poor, and most of them are people who live in poverty, or refugees who have fled. They may not earn a few copper coins after working hard for a day.
But they gritted their teeth and still had a bowl of offal soup.
Although pigs, sheep and cows are sewage, they are still meat after all.
It’s also great to buy a bowl and take it home as a toothpaste for your family.
Because of this, even if Chu Chen only gets 10% of the profit every month, his income is still much higher than before, which can greatly meet his needs for practicing the Soul Seizing Body Training Sutra.
Whether it is the outer city or the inner city, the biggest help for the opening of the miscellaneous soup restaurant is Lv Qinghou.
"Okay, it's useless to be anxious. You might as well sit down and have a glass of wine."
Chu Chen saw Li Xiaoer's appearance and felt a little funny.
The emperor is not anxious, but the eunuch is.
No matter how anxious Li Xiaoer is, it's just a waste of time and has no substantial effect.
"No, I'd better go and get some information."
How could Li Xiaoer sit still? He was as restless as an ant on a hot pot, and finally left the pawnshop.
Chu Chen did not stop him and let Li Xiaoer leave, just drinking the Drunken Immortal Wine by himself.
Time passed slowly, and an hour had passed since the bell rang.
"Boom!"
A loud noise suddenly came from the palace, like a signal, awakening the silent imperial capital.
Then, uniform slogans rang out from all over the imperial capital: "Jinyiwei, listen to the order, obey the will of the previous emperor, and escort His Royal Highness the Crown Prince into the palace and ascend the throne!"
"All the soldiers of the Wucheng Military Department, listen to the order, the Grand Master has ordered, to escort His Royal Highness the Second Prince into the palace and succeed to the throne!"
"All the soldiers of the City Guard, listen to the order, obey the will of the previous emperor, and escort His Royal Highness the Third Prince into the palace and ascend the throne!"
Three different slogans represent three different forces.
A large number of troops poured out from all over, heading towards the palace, shouting and killing.
One by one, martial arts masters flew over the eaves and walls, rushing towards the palace with fierce momentum.
The fight began!
In just a moment, Chu Chen sensed that two marrow-refining warriors were fighting near Changlefang.
Without any hesitation, Chu Chen immediately hid in the secret room and hid from the heart.
No matter how lively the fight was in the outside world, it had nothing to do with him.
This night.
Chu Chen slept very soundly.