Gongsun Sheng is really short of money, Mingyue is so delicious... raising him costs more food and fodder than raising three good horses!
Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng blushed and accepted the money and said: "Since this is so poor, I will accept it. I won't keep any more. I will go straight to the border of Xuzhou to have a look! Look at the humanity of Song Jiang and his party...
Are you and Master Song just like each other? Take care, layman, Yunlong takes his leave..."
As soon as the Taoist boy Mingyue over there saw that his senior brother was about to leave, he quickly ran over and said with tears in his eyes: "Senior brother, you must take care of yourself. Drink water when you are thirsty and eat when you are hungry! Come back to see me early, I will always remember you.
Looking after you!"
Yunlong was a little ashamed. His master arranged for this somewhat naive little junior brother to help him, but he really disliked him for being in the way and being a thief...
"Junior brother, don't worry, I will come to see you early because of my brother..."
Taoist Yunlong turned around gracefully and strode away under the moonlight.
Unexpectedly, his junior brother Mingyue yelled behind him: "I heard everything Song Langjun said to you. Senior brother took away half of my salary for half a year... I know this does not mean that senior brother sold me out, but senior brother can
You must remember to return it to me!"
Ruyunlong Gongsun Sheng paused in his steps, his shoulders seemed to tremble a few times, and then he performed Qinggong with a few lunges and disappeared under the night...
Capital, Bianliang...
Gao Qiu took a rest for the day. To be honest... he didn't spend much time sitting in office. In the past two years, as he got older, he spent less time playing football with the emperor, especially Cai You and Wang Fu.
This bastard often pretends to be a prostitute and a clown to make Zhao Ji happy. He looks more like a happy minister than he, a lucky minister!
The butler bowed and saluted outside the study door with a calm expression... "Master, I have a guest to see you! I also brought a gift list..."
The butler of a wealthy family reported that he actually had a lot of knowledge. If he told the master that he had a visitor but did not state his identity clearly, then the identity of the other party was of no importance to Gao Qiu. The mention of a gift meant that the gift on the gift list was quite generous.
...The master should weigh it carefully.
Gao Qiu was writing and drawing on a piece of paper. When he heard this, he said without raising his head: "Who is he? What is the matter?"
The housekeeper lowered his voice and said, "Sir, he is Brother Wen's rival, the steward of Zixuan Building on Wazi Street, but behind him is a girl dressed as a man, who seems to be the proprietor..."
Gao Qiu put down his brush with a sneer and curled his lips: "I got the least from the dividends of Wazi Street dry stocks, and only the Elysian stage still had some money coming in... This Yangzhou Li family has such a big air, actually
I sent a little girl to ask for an audience? Do you want to recommend yourself to the pillow? Huh... let her come in."
Mr. Li from Zixuan Tower bowed his head respectfully and entered the courtyard of Gao Qiu's outer study. He stood outside the door and bowed and saluted: "Little man Li Jin pays homage to Mr. Taiwei!"
Gao Qiu was sitting crookedly on a sandalwood grand master's chair, looking at the gift list in his hand... twenty pairs of pearls, a pair of mutton-fat jade rings, a hundred taels of gold, and fifty pieces of various lake embroidery brocades.
It’s quite a feat…
Gao Qiu looked up at Mr. Li standing outside the door with disdain in his eyes, and then looked at the guy dressed as a man standing behind Li Jin.
"What do you want to see me for? Tell me quickly!"
Gao Qiu's voice showed that he was getting impatient.
Mr. Li stood awkwardly at the door. Butler Gao Qiu next to him also looked at the two of them arrogantly. It seemed that the master and servant were full of hostility towards him.
Mr. Li bowed awkwardly and said: "I have some private words... I wonder if the two of you can go to the Taiwei's seat to report..."
"Hahaha……"
The housekeeper curled his lips in disdain and retreated to the door to stand still.
Mr. Li had already bowed and stepped aside. The young man disguised as a man was shyly promising something to Gao Qiu. Gao Qiu nodded silently with a faint smile on his face.
After a long time, the two of them bowed and saluted and then left.
The butler looked at Gao Qiu's thoughtful expression in the room and turned around and sent the two guests out of the backyard. Mr. Li handed over a piece of silver with a smile on his face, and the butler did not refuse.
After turning around and returning to the backyard, the confidant butler entered the study and asked softly: "Master, do you have any orders?"
Gao Qiu squinted his eyes and shook his head: "No, don't bother... But, write a letter to let that bastard Song Wen know that I have refused a lot of benefits for him! Let him improve the gambling club... and...
When there is a Cuju competition, I always feel that I am missing the point, so let him go back to Bianliang as soon as possible!"
I bowed to Song Wen's housekeeper and quietly felt relieved.
On the carriage leaving the Taiwei Mansion, Mrs. Lan, who was disguised as a man, cursed bitterly... "Old thief Gao Qiu, you don't have any sincerity at all!"
Mr. Li sighed and said: "Miss, that guy Song Wen is indeed an unparalleled business genius! Even the second proprietor admitted that he was mistaken... If I had known he was so capable, I would have returned the green slave to him.
That’s all…”
"Shut up! Just a little turtle slave with some opportunistic thoughts... What kind of talent can he be? Until now, he is just a bullshit intellectual who is the king of the mountain!"
Mr. Li shook his head slightly, his young lady was as good-tempered as any man, but Song Wen made her so horny and disgraced several times in Bianliang. Although she took away the cornucopia of Wazi Street from Song Wen, she originally wanted to
In exchange for a few dignitaries ignoring Song Wen, Zixuanlou gave away most of the profits...
It can be said that he lost his reputation in vain, and all the benefits were taken away by people like Liang Shicheng, Wang Fu and Cai You.
Now Song Wen has brought back the corpse and used Gao Qiu's hands to organize some kind of charity gambling event. He is having a great time playing horse racing and Cuju. It is said that there are official games three times a month... Now it is called gambling, and the income is more than the entire Wazi Street plus
It will be terrifying even in Paradise!
What's even more frightening is that Gao Qiu actually handed over the daily gold-producing business directly to the inner court. He was only responsible for the overall planning and operation. All the large quantities of silver and copper coins were transported into the imperial city, which made Daojun and Emperor Zhao Ji very upset.
satisfy.
As for spending a small amount of money to help the poor and support poor families... it's just the icing on the cake.
"When will the green slave's little hooves come back?"
Mr. Li whispered: "The proprietor sent a letter, saying that she can come back next autumn..."
Mrs. Lan snorted: "That little hoof is not easy to control. Is Grandpa sure about making her obedient?"
Mr. Li lowered his head and said: "Her only brother is still working as a book boy with the proprietor... She doesn't dare to make a mistake!"
Lady Lan frowned: "Is that little guy her brother?"
Mr. Li shook his head: "I don't know, it may be true or false... In short, alas... Miss, you don't have to care about a prostitute. After all, if she succeeds, she is destined to not end well..."
"Humph, I don't know if that old man... will fall in love with her!"