Gao Qiu was very envious of Wazijie and Jiletian's daily progress in making money...
But after all, it was too late for him to start... Moreover, who would have thought that the little turtle man who hugged his silly son's thigh would reach this point in his business in less than a year?
If Wang Fu had come forward and said something when that guy was making things difficult for Song Wen, maybe it would not be Liang Shicheng who was making a fortune behind Wazi Street, but himself.
The deputy privy envoy... coupled with the emperor's trust and cultivation, now Bianliang's three yamen forbidden troops are equivalent to being in the hands of Gao Qiu.
Dredging rivers and ditches, building construction to do hard work for the powerful, cultivating and weeding their own fields... holding hundreds of thousands of forbidden troops in their hands, excluding those ten thousand who are pretending to be facades, the remaining stinky Qiu Ba are not like us Gao Qiu
Like domestic slaves? They have to do whatever they are told...
But the money is coming in too slowly!
As soon as the confidant returned home, he came to see him hurriedly. Gao Qiu thought that Gao Yanei had caused some trouble again this time. You know... It was Gao Qiu who allowed this adopted son who was not very smart to act recklessly in the market.
A trick used to protect oneself from corruption...
Anyway, I am either a serious imperial examination student or a lucky minister! I don’t want to get involved in the power of the central government, so I will be loyal and serve as a watchdog for the emperor, taking care of the food, drink, toilet, and sleep of the Bianliang Imperial Army for the emperor...
...Anyway, Tong Guan and his men are responsible for fighting the war, and Zhu Meng and others are responsible for collecting Hua Shi Gang and making money. If he could get the title of Taiwei, Gao Qiu would be satisfied.
The rest is to make money!
Gao Qiu looked at the drawing suspiciously, frowned and asked, "You mean, Song Wen wants to see me?"
"Back to the master, Song Wen explained the entire plan of this gambling house in detail. I think it is really shocking... If it can be done, I am afraid that Wazi Street will not be a match... Then
But it’s true that every day makes money!”
Gao Qiu shook his head: "It can't be justified for the officials. The court runs a gambling house... Those civil servants are afraid that they will kill me with memorials! Even if the court is short of money, it can't be so shameless..."
"Master, then Song Wen made an excuse!"
"Uh, what excuse?"
"Charity, do good deeds! Use part of the income from the gambling house to directly open a charity hall in Bianliang to help the displaced people, old and young. Wherever there is a famine, allocate money to provide disaster relief..."
Gao Qiu laughed loudly and said: "Does he still want to play a role in the imperial court? Disaster relief has its own issues... Alas, it is really difficult for the imperial court to get money for disaster relief now! Well, let me think about it..."
Ban Dang didn't dare to say anything and quietly retreated. He knew that his master seemed to be a little tempted.
On the evening of the second day, Song Wen's carriage stopped at the side entrance of Gao Qiu's mansion. An old housekeeper took Song Wen into the house with a calm expression, and only glanced at the gift list presented by An Chun next to Song Wen.
"Dongzhu Song, please wait in the side hall. I will go back and report to my master."
"It's time to work."
An Chun looked around and asked Song Wen in a low voice: "Brother, is the White Tiger Festival Hall you mentioned here?"
Song Wen hesitated and said: "That's right? Master Gao wants to control the Bianliang Imperial Army for Your Majesty, so there should be a special place to store tiger charms or other seals..."
A head suddenly popped out of the door and replied casually: "There's such a thing as Baihu Jietang... An Chun, don't listen to his nonsense!"
Song Wen was stunned: "Ya Nei? Why are you here?"
Gao Yanei waved away the two servants standing outside the side hall, walked in and said scornfully: "Dad is busy over there. Cai You has been fighting with his immortal father Cai Jing recently."
Huan, seems to be here to win over dad and join him... He said that dad's position as lieutenant will be much more secure with his help. I'll leave it to him to suppress the officials and not let them make noise..."
Song Wen hesitated and said: "Will I be called Captain Gao from now on? Then this business..."
Gao Yanei hurriedly said: "Do it! Of course you have to do it! When you become a lieutenant, you have to do business! Otherwise, what's the point of being an official?"
Song Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Just when he was about to speak, he heard a deep and majestic voice coming from outside the door... "You evildoer... still dare to talk nonsense? Get out and go to the Xiang Hall to kneel for an hour!"
"Ah? Dad, are you free? I thought Cai You still had to pester you..."
"Two hours! Bastard, Master Cai, are you allowed to comment at will?"
"Yes, daddy...the child is leaving now."
Gao Yanei disappeared in a flash. Who knows if he will go to the incense hall to kneel down as a punishment, but even thinking about it, he knows that this is impossible...
Song Wen and An Chun bowed respectfully and saluted... "I have met Mr. Gao!"
Gao Qiu walked to the main seat and sat down without commenting. The attendant next to him immediately brought the cup of tea.
Song Wen took a moment to look at this generation of football champions who have left a legacy in history...
He looks like he is in his fifties, with a slim figure and a beer belly... It is understandable at this age, and he has thick eyebrows, big eyes and good facial features... Wait, shouldn't Gao Qiu have a sinister look and a treacherous face? How can he look like a gentleman!
In his heart, Song Wen despised the exaggerated fabrications of novels and film and television dramas. Who said the villain really had to be cunning and treacherous?
Gao Qiu seemed to be thinking about something, until the official gently placed the gift list next to Gao Qiu's tea cup... Gao Qiu picked it up and took a look, he saw a pair of 300 taels of silver, Xiu jade and jade, as well as a pair of pieces from the Grand Stage of Paradise.
A key to a private room on the second floor... huh? Gao Qiu naturally doesn't like this kind of property, but now a private room on the Paradise Stage is quite rare.
There are less than thirty private rooms in total. Liang Shicheng, Cai Jing, Tong Guan, Zhu Meng, Wang Fu, Yang Jian, etc. each occupied one. Gao Qiu started late and didn't get his turn... When I sent someone to ask, they said that they were booked by relatives of the emperor or something.
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It seems that this little turtle man has some thoughts... Gao Qiu nodded, waved his hand and said: "Look at the seats, serve tea..."
Song Wen sat on the chair naturally, raised his hands and said to Gao Qiu: "Sir, I take the liberty of disturbing you, but I hope you will forgive me... I am from a small businessman and I don't know the flowery phrases of those literati. I came here today just to take advantage of your influence.
Let’s promote a small imaginary charity gambling industry..."
Gao Qiu narrowed his eyes and raised his hand... "Wait a minute, charity gambling industry? Did you come up with this name?"
"yes."
Gao Qiu nodded: "It's easier to talk to people like you... I want to ask you, are you the one who came up with the ideas for horse racing, dog racing and ring competitions?"
"yes!"
"Do you know that the Song Dynasty still prohibits private gambling among the people? If you plan such a big scene, how big will the land, houses, and schools have to be? Where can you find such a big place in Bianliang! Also, how will the taxes be paid?
?I'll wait for the host to start the game. If I lose...who will pay the compensation?"
Song Wen replied: "Your Excellency is in charge of the Bianliang Forbidden Army. Not to mention the four large camps outside the city, there are three small camps outside the city alone..."
Gao Qiu said in shock: "What did you say? You asked me to use the military camp as a gambling house?"
Song Wen smiled and said: "This is not a gambling house, sir! Since we are going to launch the arena competition and horse racing, it is the most reasonable excuse to tie it with the training and review of the imperial army! What is the purpose of building a house, track, and arena like this?
There are... as well as the auditorium and the reviewing stand, so no one can give him any excuse to criticize Your Excellency!"
Gao Qiu was suspicious for a moment, then nodded to signal Song Wen to continue.
Song Wen took a sip of tea and continued: "Also, my lord, please invite all the lords in the court when the army is horse racing... It is best to have your majesty attend! Isn't it a rule to ban the army for the autumn parade? This is a good idea
If there is a chance, adults can also use soldiers to directly build these sites."
"When the time comes, your Majesty will invite a few civil servants and military generals to have a gambling fight in front of His Majesty, and the money and money will be used to help the people affected by the disaster in Hebei..."
"Then your Excellency took the opportunity to mention it in front of His Majesty. Can the horse racing be included as part of the military training of the Imperial Army, and the gambling horse racing be preserved as well... Firstly, it can make the soldiers and generals' riding skills more proficient, and secondly, it can be used for gambling.
A fixed portion of the fighting funds will be donated to the court for charity and disaster relief..."
"When the time is ripe, your majesty will immediately quietly inform your majesty about the potential profit of this charity gambling... The inner court will take over it directly. Your Majesty will send out the territory and the imperial army to maintain order in the operation of the racecourse. After seeing the dividends... Your Majesty will talk to the hidden minister Liang again.
Your Excellency, let's consider together whether we should also add gambling businesses such as ring fighting and cockfighting and lackeys!"
"The flag of charity must be raised. Don't those scholars and literati like to spit shit and curse people the most? Spend money and spend a sum of money every year to support poor scholars. Xiuxiantang is built near the Taixue and Yushitai!
"
"Sir, this is a small estimate of the potential scale of Bianliang's gaming industry... Sir, please see, one hundred thousand taels... this is just a piece of cake! If this charity gambling is really made big, ten Wazi Streets
They are no match..."
"Being a banker means you have to take it all. Except for one-on-one special betting matches, the banker has the final say on how to determine the odds for a ten-horse race... We don't have charity gambling with such dirty things as Pai Gow dice.
Nothing! If you want to do it, just do the best gambling game in the world..."
"And this Cuju... The Holy Master also liked it when he was young, right? I have made some modifications to some of the rules of Cuju, so that it is more suitable for two teams to chase each other... There are not so many dazzling skills, the winner is the big one
! Bet on the outcome, bet on the number of goals scored..."
"And...and..."
Unknowingly, the sky turned dark! Gao Qiu Ze's eyes radiated a faint green light like a wolf... What a talent! What is a talent? This is the greatest talent!
That old guy Liang Shicheng is full of conspiracy and evil, how can he understand the huge prospects planned by this little turtle! Gao Qiu, who has been struggling in the market, can understand the inner meaning of these gambling houses...
...It’s incredible, this guy has set up a huge trap?
Betting on horses, betting on football, betting on the ring! And polo...dog racing and dog fighting can all be treated as side dishes and mixed in to make a fortune!
Gao Qiu secretly opened two gambling houses in Bianliang. He knew the mentality of gamblers and the profits of gambling houses very well... So when Song Wen categorically said that he would withdraw 500,000 yuan a year,
At the time of the bonus, Gao Qiu not only was not shocked to the point of being dumbfounded, but instead asked a question that even surprised Song Wen!
"I'm afraid half a million guan is more than that, right?"