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Chapter 62: Brother Yelu

Song Wen insisted on leaving only 300 taels of gold, and the remaining 200 taels would be used as an advance payment of part of this year's dividends for the somewhat poor Su Fang to support his family and honor his mother.

Su Fang blushed and declined for a long time, but in the end he couldn't defeat Song Wen and went home with the money. I believe that Su's mother, Zhao, can feel relieved when she knows this. Although her reputation is somewhat hindered, as long as Liang Shicheng treats her like this

The son expressed his stance... From now on, the dull Su Fang finally had a backer.

Song Wen was very happy. With Liang Shicheng's current status, Tong Guan and Yang Jian still wanted to retreat. How could Wang Fu dare to rub his beard and embarrass himself again? It was not a big deal, but to sell face to Liang Shicheng, in fact, he was the biggest

winner.

Before the news was revealed, Song Wen returned to Sihai Winery and immediately refunded the shares of the two powerful men who had half-heartedly backed off! It was only a hundred taels of silver. He originally wanted to borrow some spare money from these generals.

What use do you need to protect yourself from the wind and rain if it is of no use?

All of a sudden, the owner's shares of Sihai Winery became Song Wen's one share, Gao Yanei's one share, Zhao Shenyan and another powerful person each had one share, and Su Fang's share. Liang Shicheng's carriage and horses once again carried Su Fang through the market.

Suddenly, Sihai Winery seemed to have a powerful backer! Even Gaoyang Zhengdian seemed to have some benefits...

On the second day, news actually came out of Kaifeng Mansion...a news that no one expected!

The royal censor, Zhongcheng Wang Fu Wang, out of righteousness, beat up a slave who was cheating and swindling on Wazi Street under his banner and threw him outside the yamen of Kaifeng Mansion! Finally, he told the Fu Yin of Kaifeng Mansion that this was

I must be severely punished. The Wang family will never tolerate such slaves ruining their family tradition...

Naturally, the governor of Kaifeng also heard some rumors, and he followed the trend and sentenced him to Cangzhou for thirty stabs with the cane. Butler Zhao was beaten half to death and then kicked away in a daze.

As soon as the news came out, there was an uproar in the Wazi Street and Bianliang markets. Some insiders admired Song Wen's methods, some speculated about the backers behind Sihai Winery and Wazi Street, and some praised Wang Fu as a good official for his righteousness in extinguishing relatives...

This made the instigator Song Wen extremely angry. Wang Fu... a dog official who even wanted to persecute ordinary people! He actually got Liang Shicheng's favor and used it to gain a wave of reputation? What a shame...

Song Wen didn't know how Liang Shicheng dealt with the short sword, but on this day, Sihai Winery received an uninvited guest.

Song Wen was still doing planning and layout in Wazi Street at this time. This hurdle was successfully passed, and Wen Geer's status in Wazi Street rose like a rocket again! All the proprietors of Wazi Street immediately stopped thinking and began to speculate.

Now that Song Wen has a backer... there have been a lot less stumbling blocks between each other. Due to the surge in confidence in Song Wen, the money for the renovation of Wazi Street has begun to be quickly received!

Song Wen was dealing with Wang Zhiwei, who was full of curiosity. How could he spread the word about how he had overcome the difficulties? Even Liang Shicheng would be angry if he spread the word...

Song Wen knew clearly in his heart that even though it seemed that he was too reckless, Song Wen understood that... if he still wanted to grovel and grovel everywhere, the wealth and rights he controlled would inevitably be taken away by a powerful person!

In this world, no matter how capable you are, what's the use if you can't keep your wealth?

It might be Gao Qiu from Gao Yanei, it might be Wang Fu, or it might be the wealthy proprietor of Zixuan Tower... it might even be Zhao Shenyan and several powerful families! If he can't show his strength and means, even several families in Wazi Street

The proprietors of brothels will only regard themselves as tools that are thrown away after use! Seizing their own property may be just a thought of these rich and powerful playboys...

Now, through Su Fang, the unknown bastard of the Su family, he has found Liang Shicheng's backer. I'm afraid no one will dare to attack him easily, right? As for offending Wang Fu... when is it now? What about Song Huizong?

Zhao Ji's Yingfeng Bureau has been opened in Jiangnan. If nothing else, one of Zhu Meng's six thieves will go on a plundering spree...

Hua Shi Gang! This final reminder of the Song Dynasty is about to make its debut, right? When the people are in dire straits, Zhao Ji, a sinner through the ages, is still trying to join forces with the Jin Dynasty to destroy the Liao Dynasty and leave his name in history under the instigation of Tong Guan and Wang Fu? The rise and fall of Song Jiang Fangla

The uprising again consumed the precious combat power of the Western Army. In the end, the nearly 200,000 Song Dynasty Imperial Army led by Tong Guan were actually killed by thousands of defeated Khitan generals...

Then the Jurchens who were still a little afraid of the Song Dynasty finally realized that this seemingly behemoth Song Dynasty was actually a rotten waste that was strong on the outside but weak on the inside! Then the Jurchen cavalry went south twice, and the Northern Song Dynasty was so tragically destroyed!

Song Wen, who was slightly nervous, summoned Lin Chong and the two most skilled young men from the wine shop. Even Li Yan was hiding behind the screen of the wine shop, ready to take action at any time. Song Wen came directly from the backyard to the living room and stepped forward.

After crossing the threshold and looking up, he saw Brother Yelu Shan, the young prince of Liao who had lost to him, sitting on a chair. Two Khitan guards stood on both sides with fierce expressions on their faces. A servant carrying tea and water was guarding the door cautiously. Zhao Shenyan

Manager Wang, sent by Ping Niang, stood beside the Khitan man and looked a little respectful.

"You are here...Song Wen, this time I come to the Song Dynasty, you are the first Song Dynasty person that I will remember!"

Song Wen cupped his hands and said: "The distinguished guest came to the door but was not welcomed from afar. The young marquis has been kept waiting for a long time."

Brother Yelushan asked with great interest: "I heard that you were born in a brothel, I wonder if it is true?"

"Of course it's true. Besides, I'm still working at the brothel on Wazi Street. If you want to have some fun, I can make good arrangements for the young marquis!"

"Hahaha, no need! A certain family is not like your dignitaries of the Song Dynasty. They only want to have fun and have fun. I, the envoy of the Liao Dynasty, have finished talking with the Emperor of Song Dynasty, and I am ready to return to Beijing with the envoy."

Song Wen smiled and said: "If the young prince comes to ask for that short knife, I'm afraid he will be disappointed... That knife... is no longer in my hand."

Brother Yelushan sneered, lifted the lapel of his burqa, and the gorgeous short knife hung on his belt... "You don't need to bother, the token... your court has already respectfully given it to me."

Sent back!"

A trace of shame and anger seemed to flash across Song Wen's face, and he remained silent.

Brother Yelushan snorted: "But don't think of me as a sore loser! We, the Khitan people, always promise a thousand pieces of gold. If we lose to you in a bet, I will either keep my sword or give you gold! Come here and give me fifty taels worth of gold."

Give the golden thing to Song Gui Gong..."

Faced with Brother Yelushan's humiliation, Song Wen didn't take it seriously at all, but Lin Chong next to him showed an angry look on his face, and his iron fists clenched.

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