Song Beiyun

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"What's he doing again?" Zhao Xing frowned: "Isn't it, this guy is really not good?"

"I don't know, I don't know. He's been mysterious for the past few days, and I don't know where he went. Because it was related to Her Royal Highness, Xiaoyu was also transferred back by me. This old slave... I can't find him."

"This bastard, he's not here for such a big event?" Zhao Xing patted the Zhu chair: "How much do you think Da Song will win?"

"If you look at it from the perspective of the game... the chances of winning are not very big. In the gambling shop, if you buy Da Song, you will pay [-] for [-] and get [-] points. If you buy Jin Guo, you will pay [-] for [-]. If you draw a little water, you will pay [-]." Merchant Regardless of family and country, they will never make a loss-making business."

Zhao Xing covered his sleeves and was silent for a moment: "Go, go, hurry up, raise your bet, give me another thousand guan."

"The official family..."

"Let you go!"

"The old slave leads the order."

After seeing the old eunuch leave, Zhao Xing thought about it carefully. Song Beiyun hasn't moved in the past few days. Why hasn't he moved?How could he remain silent on such a big matter?Such insidious, cunning, profit-seeking things, such a good thing, can he not have his share?

Thinking of what Song Beiyun did in the past, Zhao Xing already had some calculations in his heart. This guy must have taken aim at the money of these gamblers. Since he can open such a handicap that everyone with a discerning eye knows who wins or loses, why is it? ?Isn't it just that when the wheat is ripe, it's time to cut it.

Although Zhao Xing inherited the characteristics of the Zhao family and was suspicious by nature, he had no doubts in Song Beiyun's ability to make money. He thought that this disaster would make the palace tight, but after following Song Beiyun's skill in the farm, Now it is really making people happy.

However, I dare not buy too much Zhao Xing. If you are not in charge, you don't know how expensive it is. Zhao Xing is now a patriarch. The expenses and rewards of the main temple, harem, and princes at all levels are a lot of money when you open your eyes.

This month, two thousand coins have to be deducted and saved. It's not easy to be an emperor.

"If I lose money, Song Beiyun..." Zhao Xing muttered, "You will give me three years of salt."

After finishing speaking, he slapped his head: "That's not okay, let him spread the salt, I'm afraid he will become the world's richest man, so go cut wood."

At this moment, Song Beiyun was climbing on a jujube tree, and below him was Yan Shu, who was the number one talented man in the Song Dynasty who made a bag of jujubes out of a green shirt.

The two were stealing dates from a manor outside Jinling City. As for why they were stealing dates, neither of them could explain clearly, but when passing by, Yan Shu suddenly raised his head and said, "The dates are good." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "Very good." Then Yan Shu Said "Get some?" Song Beiyun said "OK", and then they started stealing dates.

"What are you doing!"

The servants in the village yelled and rushed out with sticks in their hands. Seeing that he was in trouble, Song Beiyun turned over from the tree, stuffed his mouth with dates, waved at Yan Shu, and the two ran away.

"Little thief! Stop for grandpa!!!"

It took a while to get rid of the servant after chasing him. Song Beiyun was fine, but Yan Shu was out of breath from exhaustion. He took out a date from his cloth pocket and stuffed it into his mouth, panting and chewing.

"Why do you want to steal this thing?" Yan Shu suddenly asked after eating half of it, "It's twenty yuan and three catties."

"You said dates are good." Song Beiyun spat out a date stone: "You man, take off your pants and be happy, why don't you admit it when you put them on?"

"Alas... It's useless to read the sage's book." Yan Shu sighed, "I just came to accompany you to see the location of the workshop today, but I didn't expect to do such a thing. It will make a big joke in the world."

"Don't give me this set."

Song Beiyun took some water from the stream next to him and washed his face: "When you were thinking about how to wipe off those gambling dogs all night, you didn't see your bodhisattva heart."

"That's why you don't understand, Master said: All brothers in the world, I ask brothers, what is it to take some money?"

"Then it's okay if you ask brother for some dates."

Yan Shu sighed, and after sighing twice, he looked at the geese playing not far away, and the guy scratched his chin silently: "That goose is not bad."

At a quarter of noon, Song Beiyun and Yan Shu returned from outside the city. Song Beiyun was holding a goose, and Yan Shu was holding a jujube.

"When you go back, Uncle and Grandpa will show you something. It's a pity that this goose doesn't get a roast goose."

"Oh... It's a waste of reading the books of the sages." Yan Shu reflected on himself deeply.

"You're so embarrassing. If you read on, you should say that the girl who does the laundry is pretty good. Shut up for grandpa, okay?"

Yan Shu stuffed a date into his mouth, his eyes narrowed into a crescent: "I think that girl in Tsing Yi is pretty good, take a look."

"Really." Song Beiyun looked up: "The figure is very good... go?"

"go!"

After all, life is unsatisfactory nine times out of ten, the two of them finally fell into the sand, one of them was slapped on the face, and the goose was snatched away by other officials, and they were not accused of molesting good women because they gave it to the goose crime.

"It's all your fault, the geese are gone." Yan Shu covered his cheeks: "I was beaten by a woman."

"Fart your mother." Song Beiyun spat: "How can you be like this, you ask a girl how much for a night when you tease a girl up? Who will be beaten if you don't fuck? You also hurt me."

"Isn't this the most true and pure thing? You love me, welcome and see you off. The girl and I have neither fetters nor inextricable ties, but what should I do if I fall in love at first sight? Isn't it that I pay some money, The girl puts in some effort, in exchange for some bliss in the world."

"I think you, if you are not really talented, will not benefit you at all in the society." Song Beiyun sighed: "Okay, it's time to prepare."

"What's there to prepare for? Just those people." Yan Shu rubbed his stomach: "I'm a little hungry. I heard that there is an excellent canteen in Jinling City. Go eat something?"

Song Beiyun knew what color rainbow pony he was going to pull out as soon as his ass was pouted, and he just wanted to eat and eat!

The two came to Tianshangfang, where the sign had just been changed. Song Beiyun searched for it on purpose, and found that the little bastard who always called him his boss was really not here this time, so he brought Yan Shu in with confidence.

"Master!"

Just two steps in, the sound of the ghost behind him scratching his head sounded, and Song Beiyun turned around to find that his little bastard who guarded against day and night was really there...

"What's wrong with you, where am I and where are you?"

"Hehe...isn't that a coincidence." The boy rubbed his hands together: "This is not the Tianshangfang in Jinling City just changed its signboard, I was transferred from that Luzhou to be a trainer for these newcomers, and I just arrived yesterday , I didn’t expect to meet you, my boss, today.”

"I..." Song Beiyun folded his hips: "Go, go, arrange a private room."

"Okay, my boss will come with me."

After arriving in the private room, Yan Shu looked up, down, left, and right at the luxurious bags for ten people, with a signature smile on his lips: "Uncle is indeed Uncle, and this wine shop is actually your property."

"Don't listen to that nonsense! I just got some shares."

"That's amazing."

After a while, the signature dishes of Tianshangfang were placed in front of the two of them. They were wonderful and fresh, and even Yan Shu and others had never seen many things.

"Let's arrange the plan for tonight." Song Beiyun took a sip of sweet-scented osmanthus and sour plum soup: "Don't be in a hurry."

"Not at all." Yan Shu shook his head and said, "I'll go later and descend into the world as a god. When those idiots were trembling, my uncle raised his glass and invited Mingyue to town. I'll come over again." How about the upper, upper, middle and lower three que words, the upper que Dielianhua, the middle que Linjiangxian, and the lower que Manjianghong?"

"Can you do it?"

"Okay, why not. Yesterday, my uncle wrote more than 20 poems, and I memorized them all. Speaking of which, my uncle doesn't care about these things that spill blood on the wind, so it would be better for me. When I get up Fame and grandpa have benefited, we will join hands again to make it bigger and stronger."

Song Beiyun's chopsticks stopped by his mouth, and he looked Yan Shu up and down: "Where did you hear about being bigger and stronger?"

"Didn't you tell me at noon, when I became the prime minister, I will become bigger and stronger with you. I thought about it, and it is a bit arrogant to say it, although it is a bit rustic. "

This person's learning ability is really too strong. Song Beiyun knows why he can become a legend. He is definitely not the kind of genius who is only smart, but a genius who is good at learning and has a good face.

He will learn everything that is beneficial to him, such as Song Beiyun's colloquial way of speaking, such as what Song Beiyun scolded him before, such as some novel vocabulary and even shamelessness.

"Uncle, are you wondering why I can always figure out what you mean? It's actually very simple. I just put my uncle in the same category as me. What do I think? Just like I can't see through you, you can't see through me now, right?" Yan Shu took a sip of sour plum soup: "Good wine! Hahahaha..."

"Jiu your mother's size..." Song Beiyun muttered in a low voice, then gave him a thumbs up: "Okay, you are worthy of the name Yan Shu."

Chapter 184: October 10th is sunny

The sun gradually turned to the west, and the setting sun in autumn elongated the shadows of the trees. Song Beiyun, who was full of belches after eating jujubes, got up and patted the dust: "It's almost there."

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry." Yan Shu leaned halfway under the tree, watching the flow of people passing by on the road: "Tell me, how much is the prosperity of the Great Song Dynasty?"

"Making money is important, what do you care about these things?" Song Beiyun took out a piece of caramel from his pocket and put it in his mouth: "How much is there in Da Song, what does it have to do with you and me?"

"Isn't Grandpa's words wrong? Let's say that you are inconsistent with your words and deeds. What you say has nothing to do with you, but what you do is worrying about the country and the people. It starts with the disaster of locusts. My hometown The farm here must have been built by your uncle, right? Later, you chose a site to build a workshop. From my point of view, you want to continue Da Song for a few more years, so how many years?"

Song Beiyun gritted his teeth, and said with disdain, "I overinterpret it, I just want to make money."

"Grandpa, your literary talent is astonishing, and you should be unparalleled in the world. You only need to become a poem in three steps if you want to be famous. You are thoughtful, proficient in arithmetic and manager, and you just want to make money. Why bother to wait here? With so much effort in the industry, just look at the officials in the court, and you will know that they have robbed their heads for the salt and iron trade roads, and sacrificed their conscience for the sake of knitting brocade. : "Grandpa, tell me the truth, and I will follow you."

"Are you going? If you don't, I'll go." Song Beiyun lifted his foot and left: "If you talk nonsense, deduct money."

"coming."

Yan Shu got up and followed Song Beiyun's footsteps. The two walked side by side under the setting sun, slowly walking forward.

"Which step do you want to achieve? After meeting people in the world, I know who they are, but after I met you, I was out of control. I didn't know what you were thinking and plotting. It's usurping The world, but you don't have that ambition. You said you lived that peaceful life, but you are always unexpected. And you don't speak and act like the Confucian etiquette who has learned etiquette, justice, integrity, shame, and trust. Your knowledge is far beyond what you should be at your age. Yes, it's like..." Yan Shu paused for a while: "I can often see the appearance of a king's paradise of singing and dancing in a few words. Who are you?"

"Oh, stop talking nonsense..."

"Also, why do you look down on Jin Liao but are so afraid of the grassland people in your words? Did you see something? Just like the Three Kingdoms returning to Jin, the grassland will eventually become a big dealer and eat up the Song Dynasty. Jin Liao."

Song Beiyun gasped, this guy is really smart, but annoying is also really annoying.As I said a long time ago, the affairs of the world cannot withstand scrutiny. Although Song Beiyun usually speaks carefully enough, he will say some very special things from time to time. It just so happens that Yan Shu is a person who loves to think and is smart.

This kind of person is very demon in itself, as long as he keeps talking to Song Beiyun, he can get a lot of information, such as Song Beiyun's ideological tendency, knowledge ability, behavior motivation and so on.

And the more he thought about it, the more he felt that there was an inexplicable aura about this "uncle grandpa" with special seniority, which gave Yan Shu the feeling that this person was not like a Song person, a Jin person, or a Liao person. He is not even like a person of this era, he is like a pioneer who sees opportunities, although he looks at nothing all day long, he is always staring at this world with a pair of eyes.

This greatly aroused Yan Shu's curiosity and desire to spy. He began to stick to Song Beiyun very much, and kept asking some strange questions.

"Don't ask." Song Beiyun stopped him: "If you ask, I won't tell you. If you sincerely want to change the world, you should be safe and honest, otherwise even if you are a god, there is nothing you can do. Competing against the rolling torrent, understand?"

Yan Shu was stunned for a moment, his eyes began to shift, and then his face even showed the expression that he would die soon after hearing the truth.

"I understand. Although it is not thorough enough, I still ask my uncle and grandpa to give me advice for the rest of the day."

"Tell me, it would be great if you were a woman." Song Beiyun smiled and handed a few big sons to the merchant on the side of the road, and then took the glutinous rice wrapped in lotus leaves: "Do you want to eat glutinous rice?"

"Why should I be a woman?"

"If you're a woman, I'll always have something to gag you to keep you quiet for a while."

Yan Shu thought for a while: "But wouldn't that make me yell, too?"

Oh... This guy is really talented, even Jin Ling'er is slightly inferior to him in terms of driving skills. He is the scariest person who speaks swearing in a serious manner without changing his face or beating his heart.

The key point was that he didn't think it was talking about something nasty, it was just stating a fact.

This kind of person is terrible, he rarely smiles, which means that he is seriously thinking about the world instead of taking the world as a joke.

The two walked towards Tianshangfang while wandering, and they heard about today's gambling game along the way. Now this matter is not only the honor of the Song and Jin countries, but also concerns the personal interests of countless people.

Due to its southward migration, Jinling City has a total of more than 100 million people. It is definitely the largest city in the world in this era, and this city is destined to be a sleepless night tonight, not only because of a shocking literati competition, but also There are millions of gamblers.

When it comes to money, many people's patriotism will not be so bright. They are all saying that they support Da Song and hope Da Song can win, but according to the big data statistics of the three gambling houses and more than a dozen private shops around Look, less than [-]% of the people who bought Da Song tonight, that is to say, all of these people put their treasure on Jin Guo.

And those two adults, from now on, just bought a feeling. Many people even turned around and bought more Jin Guo after buying Da Song. After all, the loss still has to be made up.

And on the way past, Song Beiyun found a familiar figure beside a betting point. He walked over and grabbed the man's neck: "Bet, bet, who told you to bet?"

The person caught by him shrank his head, turned his head and smiled at him: "Just kidding..."

"This is?" Yan Shu looked Zuo Rou up and down, who was held by Song Beiyun, "This girl..."

"You can see it?" Zuo Rou straightened her hat: "I'm already in men's clothing."

Yan Shu lowered his eyelids, covered his mouth with a fan, leaned into Song Beiyun's ear and said, "This girl is not smart."

Song Beiyun didn't bother to pay attention to him, but pulled Zuo Rou aside: "How much did you vote for?"

"Five thousand!" Zuo Rou said cheerfully, "I've invested all your dividends for this season!"

"You gambled with my money?" Song Beiyun's eyes widened: "Who gave you the courage?"

Zuo Rou wrinkled her nose and waved her hand: "I bought Poetry Talent, Couplets, Temperament, Quick Wisdom, Arithmetic and Calligraphy, and Da Song won four. If the four subjects of Poetry Talent, Quick Wisdom, Calligraphy and Arithmetic are right Winning alone is [-] guan!"

"Heh." Song Beiyun hooked her shoulder: "Why did you buy these four doors?"

When Zuo Rou looked around and found that no one was paying attention to her, she said mysteriously: "Because of you, your rhythm is in a mess, and the couplets may be a little worse, but the other four are unique, just buy it and you're done." .”

It turned out that all the self-confidence of this silly girl came from herself. To be honest, Song Beiyun was touched at that moment. He scratched Zuorou's nose and said nothing.

"Just you? Where's Qiaoyun Qiaoqiao?"

"They are accompanying Jin Ling'er to the arena. I want to watch those sour things recite poems and fight against each other. I might as well go eat something. I don't want to see that young master of the Wang family who smells like urine."

Although I don't know where the news of the urine smell came from, it has already spread among rich ladies in Luzhou and the capital. Any young girl who comes to Yunying to marry will know about Wen Shenggong. Grandson smells like urine...

"Okay, come with me, don't run around." Song Beiyun held Zuorou's hand behind his back: "No coincidence, Yunbao is afraid that you will be abducted and sold to a ravine to be a wife and tied to the bed to give birth to a child." Kind of."

"It's nonsense." Zuo Rou glanced at him, and then saw Yan Shu behind him: "Who is this little boy?"

Little boy... Yan Shu didn't know what expression to use, so he had to turn his face away from this side, so as to save time from pissing off people who shouldn't be pissed off.

"This kid's name is Yan Shu. It's up to him whether you can win money today." Song Beiyun introduced: "Don't look at his boyish face, he is very powerful."

Yan Shu raised his head in order not to let others see him roll his eyes.

At this moment, there was a sudden noisy sound from the front. Song Beiyun stepped on his feet and saw that talented people from both sides had already entered the arena.

The first ones to go in should be the people from the Jin Kingdom Mission. They look like ordinary people. Compared with Yan Shu next to him, he is really inferior. He is a model of bookishness. Although he is also sneaky and romantic, he looks like a cultural person.

However, when the "Tian Tuan" of the great Song talents entered the arena, Song Beiyun silently withdrew his evaluation of the Jin Kingdom talents and said sorry.