Song Wen and Zhang Dongcheng talked in secret all night, which shocked Zhang Huan. He knew very well what kind of virtue his father was. Why would he lose face and discuss with Gao Qiu's confidant Yuhou?
Early on the next morning, Zhang Dongcheng opened the door with red eyes and sighed deeply at the rising sun.
Song Wen left, and Zhang Huan rode out of the city on horseback. Behind him was still the taciturn and skilled guard. An Chun could barely ride a horse, and Daruch knew that Zhang Huan and his servant left Song Wen and fled for their lives that night.
Shi squinted his eyes and kept pushing and taunting the guard, but the man just lowered his head and said nothing or responded. Daruch finally spit at the mouth and walked forward with a groan.
It wasn't until the moment of separation that Zhang Huan couldn't help but ask: "What on earth did Brother Wen tell my father? I have never seen my father look so lost..."
Song Wen smiled: "Nothing, I just told him that if this continues... the Dengzhou navy will only die! If you want to keep the Dengzhou navy, you can only learn to take advantage of the situation..."
Zhang Huan was stunned for a moment: "Whose strength can the imperial officers and soldiers use?"
Song Wen pointed in the direction of Bianliang and said: "The general trend of the world! The power of high-ranking officials in the court, the power of powerful merchants, and even the power of pirates... In this world, if you don't put your own interests together with the most powerful people,
Bundled together, there is only one way to perish!"
Zhang Huan whispered in a disappointed voice: "Has dad finally given in? He dreams of being a general commander and leading the Song navy to clear the sea..."
Song Wen shook his head: "It's hard to talk about it. It's just that we are at peace with the pirates for the time being... I will try my best to negotiate with the pirates so that they can completely stay away from the coast of the Song Dynasty and no longer come ashore to harm the people! Whether it is the navy or the forbidden army, for this reason
If the soldiers and border guards can appease the people and keep the place peaceful, they will be considered fulfilling their responsibilities."
Zhang Huan breathed a sigh of relief and said to Song Wen: "I owe brother Song a favor, and I hope I can repay it in the future! Brother, have a safe trip!"
Song Wenyi handed over his hand: "Thank you, we will see you again! After I finish handling the affairs of Taoshan County and Dian Shuai's Mansion, I will come back to rectify Sanxian Island..."
The two parted ways, and Song Wen galloped straight to Bianliang.
It was five days before I saw Bianliang again. From a distance... Song Wen stood outside a tea shed outside Shuimen and stared blankly at the tall city wall of Bianliang.
This majestic city with a population of one million should be the largest capital city in the world at this time. Standing outside the city wall, you can still see Mutuo Gang in the southeast corner of Bianliang in the distance, where the horse breeding grounds of the Bianliang Forbidden Army cavalry are located.
The sky was getting brighter, and herds of pigs and sheep were driven one by one to the shed outside Wangchun Gate. After entering Wangchun Gate, you will find Panlou Street and Rendian Street. To the north is Maxing Street and go southwest.
It is the Wazi Street Bliss that Song Wen worked so hard to build.
An Chun had recovered a lot and came over to give Song Wen a large cloak... "Brother, are you waiting for our people to come out to pick you up?"
Song Wen shook his head: "There is nothing taboo, just don't show off. Just prepare a carriage."
"Yes, brother! I arranged for Daruch to take the horse to rest in our yard."
It was daybreak, and Song Wen's carriage passed the city gate behind a group of bleating sheep. Song Wen said to An Chun, who was driving the carriage: "Let's go to Wazi Street first..."
"Okay, brother! Let's go..."
Wazi Street has not yet woken up, only a few yawning little turtles came out to empty the toilet and sweep the yard. The bosses behind several bun shops and wonton stalls at the corner of the intersection are still busy.
Song Wen suddenly said to An Chun: "I remember that the mutton biscuits on the corner are delicious. An Chun can buy one for me!"
An Chun agreed, and just as he was about to go over, he saw two little beggars wearing ragged jackets quietly emerging from an alley, and running directly towards the carriage...
The carriage turned a corner and stopped behind a street corner of a brothel. Two beggars happily knelt down on one knee in front of the carriage... "Little Wuzi...Peng Er, I have met Mr. Lang!"
Song Wen lifted the car curtain and cupped his hands: "It's not convenient for me to show up. Brothers in Bianliang, thank you for your hard work!"
"It's not hard... Lang Jun, Wuzi remembers that you like to eat the mutton biscuits from Mapao's house. I know you are going back to Bianliang today. Wuzi got up early and bought it. Langjun, please try it!"
A warm cake was wrapped in a piece of oil paper and was tightly covered by Xiao Wuzi's clothes. At this time, he took it out and handed it to Song Wen with a hopeful look on his face.
Song Wen took it and took a bite... "Well, it's still so delicious!"
Xiaowuzi smiled happily... "Lang Jun, do you want to clean up the gangsters in Zixuanlou when you come back this time? Our Qingshan Camp in Bianliang has already taken in two hundred brothers, and secretly there are a dozen sisters to help with the cooking.
Chores... Brothers are practicing martial arts diligently and looking around for information, and are just waiting for Lang Jun to come back to settle accounts with Zixuanlou!"
Song Wen shook his head: "It's too early to pay attention to them... Is there any news about the Green Slave?"
Xiaowuzi lowered his head in shame... "I have never seen it before. The house behind the Daxiangguo Temple is strictly guarded. It is full of foreign residences of dignitaries. We can't even enter that street."
"Do the people of Bianliang have any complaints about Gao Qiu's charity betting and horse racing club?"
"No, they are all crazy... Marseille has been held for three times now! I heard that the horse racing hall is almost crowded with people betting on horses... In the past two days, the Jockey Club is building a house for Taixue with great fanfare. It seems
There are a few old scholars who disagree even to the death, and the compassionate money given to them by the Jockey Club was thrown on the street. Anyway, the common people and merchants were happy to watch the fun, and there were some in the Imperial College who took the money, and some who didn't."
Song Wen knew that as long as the imperial students and the courtiers were not allowed to become one and the same, Gao Qiu's charity betting and horse racing club would be a big win! The rest would be a reasonable division of the spoils...
Song Wen sneered. All the accounting and financial odds control of the Jockey Club were in the hands of his ten teenagers, and those ten teenagers were his confidants who had been rescued from death on Hebei Road.
!In the future...hehe...there will be a day when you will look good!
After looking at Wazi Street and encouraging the five young men, Song Wen waved his hand and closed the carriage curtain. An Chun put down his bamboo hat and drove the carriage away from Wazi Street.
Song Wen came back to Tokyo and Bianliang for only one thing...
Once every three months, it’s time for the half-percent bonus Gao Qiu promised himself to be settled!
Gao Yanei has been in the limelight recently. The horse he bought urgently in the first horse race lost second to last... But Gao Qiu was so angry that he gave him two big bids when he came back!
Gao Yanei tried his best and turned the horse street upside down, but still couldn't find a good horse. Finally, a mysterious man suddenly appeared and said that he lent Gao Yanei two good horses on behalf of Song Wen... But the knight could only
Can use Song characters.
Gao Yanei had unlimited trust in Song Wen, so he naturally agreed in every possible way. As a result, in the remaining two horse races, he won third place once and second place once, which can be regarded as earning a little face.
Two little-known businessmen won the championship twice, but insider information claimed that the two guys were behind Li Yan and Liang Shicheng, and the horses they used were also top-quality horses from the Royal Horse Guards.
All of a sudden, everyone was yelling. Liang Shicheng and Li Yan naturally couldn't use the Royal Horse Supervisor's horses anymore, so there were many people eager to try it in this horse race. This chapter has been completed!