Song Wen knew that Sihai Liquor House might not be saved. The eight young men were so angry that their faces turned red and they kept shouting that they wanted to kill the two old thieves Wang Fu and Liang Shicheng...
Li Yan was surprisingly silent, not at all like her usual fiery temper.
Song Wen knew that the generals in the capital had completely chilled him this time. He was originally encouraged by those people to come to the capital to fight against Gao Qiu, but Li Yan sincerely wanted to join the Imperial Army and join forces with his senior brothers to achieve great things...
But Jiang Men, who was torn apart and only cared about enjoying himself and amassing money, made him feel heartbroken.
It was late at night, and Lin Chong and An Daoquan went to rest separately as they did not want to disturb Song Wen's thoughts. Song Wen left the room and came to the yard. Li Yan was holding a jar of wine and drinking silently.
Song Wen sighed... Li Yan is a true-hearted hero, but it's a pity that the current Song Dynasty does not have room for such a man to display his skills.
"Uncle Li, let's go! Leave Bianliang and try in the Western Army... If you believe me, you will have a chance to gain a higher status in the next few years. But... things are unpredictable, and I don't know the future of the Song Dynasty.
What will happen, if it doesn’t work out... just go to Senior Zhou Tong’s boxing gym, at least you can be clean."
Li Yan looked at Song Wen with piercing eyes... "Little Turtle Gong, you are always not optimistic about the world of Song Dynasty... Don't think I don't know. You are now hurriedly collecting money. I'm afraid you are preparing for self-protection."
What?"
"I..." Song Wen was at a loss for words and didn't know what to say.
"You brat, you don't want to rebel, do you?"
Song Wen was amused and shook his head: "The scholars have failed to rebel for three years. Has there been any successful rebellion since ancient times?"
Li Yan shook her head and smiled: "You are said to be greedy for money, but you spend money everywhere... to support so many beggars and orphans. You are said to be not greedy for money, and you don't want the reputation of running a brothel business in Wazi Street! These miserable children and
Those brothel ladies and little turtle boys treat you like a god again... I really can’t understand you."
Song Wen suddenly asked: "Uncle Li, if one day... the world of the Song Dynasty is really in chaos, with fighting everywhere! What do you think I should do?"
"Nonsense! A good man should mount his sword and serve his country with loyalty! What else can he do? Isn't the word loyalty just for show?"
Song Wen nodded: "I understand...Uncle Li, let's go! Go to the Western Army! Although Xixia is not a good place, the Imperial Forbidden Army in Bianliang no longer has an army capable of fighting. Once Jiangnan and Shandong are in chaos, the imperial court can only
Mobilize border troops from the west to quell the chaos! There are battles going on..."
"You kid is talking nonsense again..."
Song Wen pinched his fingers and said: "If you go to the Western Army, you must not invest in the Zhejia Army that can be saved! The Zhongjia Army of Zhongshi Dao is not suitable either, but Yao Pingzhong's Yao Family Army can give it a try!"
Li Yan looked at Song Wen dumbfounded: "How come you, a brat, know so much about the Western Army?"
How did he know that these bad things in the late Northern Song Dynasty and the humiliation of Jingkang had long been known to everyone in later generations... The leaders of the Zhe family army only wanted to protect themselves, but in the end they had no choice but to surrender the Jin people! The Zhong family army fought everywhere.
After being depleted of vitality, they still followed the so-called Prime Minister Qin Wang all the way to Bianliang. As a result, almost the entire army was wiped out... Yao Pingzhong's Western Army still had some vitality left, but it also suffered heavy losses in the process of King Qin! And these
A considerable part of the elite of the Western Army was taken by Tong Guan early to fight in the south and north, and there were not many left in the battles in Ping La and Hebei...
Li Yan nodded: "I am skilled in martial arts, and I can work as a leader in any military commander's command... However, if I leave, and you and Zhao Shenyan fall out with the generals, how will you deal with it?"
Song Wen lowered his head and said: "Now I don't have the ability to fall out with thieves like Liang Shicheng and Wang Fu. Tomorrow I will redeem all the shares in Sihai Winery... If the generals don't withdraw their shares, my future business will be lost."
Take them with you! If they want to break up with me right away, then they can just go their separate ways from now on..."
"Then what?"
"Then I will give Sihai Winery to Liang Shicheng!"
"Are you willing?"
Song Wen smiled slightly: "You, the strange man in the world who holds the secret of soju, have wandered around the world. What can I do if I give him an empty distillery?"
Li Yan's eyes lit up: "This is a good move!"
Song Wen continued: "A few days ago, I have been looking for Zhuangzi outside Bianliang City. Those with good locations and fertile fields are conspicuous and too expensive. However, among the barren mountains fifty miles south of Bianliang, there is one with few households.
The farm is for sale...a farm plus 200 acres of mountainous wasteland and more than 30 miles of barren hills only costs 1,800 yuan!"
Li Yan nodded: "This is your first time buying land, what's wrong? Now that you think about it, you understand that you want to get rid of your slave status and settle down?"
"Well! So Uncle Li has to do me a favor and settle those young people and little beggars. If possible, help me select some lonely young people with good intentions and send them over!"
"I used to know a lot of good guys when I was a escort on Hebei Road. The famine in Hebei has not been peaceful in recent years, but many of my old friends have been displaced and helpless. I sent someone to collect some of those children... However,
I'm afraid there will be seventy or eighty people! Can you afford it?"
Song Wen smiled slightly and took out a stack of banknotes... "Now that I have this wealth, it is not difficult to support one or two hundred teenagers!"
Li Yan took a closer look... "Your grandma! You actually made more than 30,000 taels of silver? You... Oh, I have been working for most of my life, but I am not as good as your kid who has been working in a brothel for half a year! A really special girl has lived in vain...
…”
The next day, Song Wen came to Su Fang's house calmly. Su Fang, who had already received the news, was so ashamed that he almost committed suicide. In the end, Su's mother came out to persuade him. Since Wang Fu and Liang Shicheng wanted to take away
Winery, that means Su Fang owes Brother Wen a favor! He can just pay it back twice as much in the future.
Song Wen didn't take it seriously and said: "I was born in a very poor family, and I couldn't control such a large family fortune! Even the business dividends on Wazi Street have to rely on Liang Shaobao's prestige to be able to secure it...Brother Su doesn't have to
I blame myself! It’s worth it if I can use the wine shop to give Brother Su a Jinshi background.
Su Fang said with a mournful face: "I know, that wine shop is your hope! Which good boy is willing to spend his whole life living in a brothel and eating this bowl of rice? I...I...oh, I refuse! No big deal, I'll take care of you
Take the old mother and go to Shu to join the mistress!"
Song Wen knew that this stubborn concubine could really do something like leaving without saying goodbye... But wouldn't Wang Fu and Liang Shicheng take away Sihai Winery? How is that possible!
After finally persuading Su Fang, Song Wen immediately went directly to the Su family to see Liang Shicheng.
Without Su Fang accompanying him, Liang Shicheng's receptionist lost his smile. Song Wen was left in the concierge for two full hours without anyone paying attention. It was not until the afternoon that the confidant who had bribed Song Wen with a gold ingot came to the gate.
, looked at Song Wen, who was silent with his eyes closed, and nodded... This little turtle man has such a deep city and Qi-nurturing skills.
After following the butler all the way, Song Wen still kept a smile on his face and said nothing. The butler felt a little embarrassed, so he stopped in a corner and said softly: "Are you feeling distressed?"
Song Wen smiled slightly: "The younger ones are just the small proprietors and managers of Sihai Winery, so those big proprietors will feel sorry for them, right? In addition, Brother Su and I have a life-long friendship. A small loss can exchange Brother Su for a piece of brocade."
I’ve made a lot of money in my future!”
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment, pointed at Song Wen and said: "You guys, you should be made prosperous! To be honest, I have already made some plans for you with the master. This time, there is no need to directly take over the wine shop, but you
Did you offend Mr. Wang Fu, right? In addition, Gao Qiu also dislikes those generals... This time it can be regarded as teaching them a lesson. You are the most unjust one. However, I asked the master to say hello to the inner court to make up for it.
The money given to your wine shop proprietors will be paid in full. You should keep quiet for now and return the share capital to those proprietors. From now on, the money in the inner court will belong to you... Do you understand?"
Song Wen cupped his hands and smiled: "I am so grateful to the housekeeper for taking such good care of me... Don't worry, after the money comes in, I will definitely not get your share!"
The housekeeper nodded with satisfaction: "Boy, suffering a loss is a blessing and a misfortune! You just have to know..."