Yuwen Chenglong accompanied Princess Leping and Mrs. Yuwen to the mountains to practice hard.
No, to be precise, Princess Leping and Mrs. Yuwen went to the mountains to do ascetic cultivation, while Yuwen Chenglong basically went to make soy sauce!
Also going with him were Yuwen Chenglong's personal maid, the little girl Huan Huan.
As for the coachman Shen Guang and the little girl Chuchen, they were left in Yuwen Mansion.
Also staying at Yuwen Mansion are two brothers, Yuwen Chengdu and Yuwen Chengxiang.
Although they were no longer restrained by their elder brother, the two brothers did not dare to act wildly. Instead, they strictly followed their elder brother's instructions and began to train a group of boy scouts.
Also training the troops with these two brothers was Yuwen Chenglong's representative, Little Fatty Shen Guang.
Yuwen Chenglong's request was that after he came back from the mountain, these three hundred boy scouts should initially have the ability to fight against three thousand soldiers.
Although these three people themselves are considered to have some skills, when it comes to manipulating people and horses, the three of them really have nine skills and eight skills, leaving only one thing behind!
Fortunately, Yuwen Chenglong left a relatively detailed training manual. Even the medicinal materials, equipment, usage methods, and precautions required for training were listed in detail by Yuwen Chenglong. The three of them only had to follow the manual.
The conspiracies of Yu Wenhua and his brothers are also being implemented nervously and orderly.
After fooling around in Botong Gambling House for three consecutive days, the white-faced and beardless man finally left the gambling house. The reason was that he had spent all his money!
At this point, the pseudo-mother Yu Wenshiji finally appeared.
Seeing the sissy finally appeared, Yu Wenhuaji and his third brother Yu Wenzhiji hurriedly stepped forward to greet him.
After receiving the reply from the sissy Yuwenshiji that it was okay, the two brothers did not dwell on the matter any more and quickly explained to Yuwenshiji the importance of their plot and the principles of handling it.
Remembering Yuwen Chenglong's instructions, the two brothers hurriedly said that this matter would be of great benefit to the Yang family and not a single harm, and so on.
Even whether the old man, the Duke of Yue, can advance a step higher and reach the pinnacle of being a minister, all depends on this.
Nodding, Yu Wenshiji expressed that he understood and would comply.
On the second day, the white-faced merciless man once again walked into Botong Casino with a huge sum of money, and Yu Wenshiji also successfully hooked up with the merciless man again.
In the following month, Bai Mian Wu Xie basically never left Botong Casino again, except when he went back to withdraw money.
In just one month, Bai Mian Wu Ke contributed a total of 80,000 yuan to Botong Casino, and successfully owed a five-digit debt.
Although the gambling house stated that it can temporarily record accounts for high-quality customers, there is an upper limit on the amount of accounts.
For example, after the white-faced guest revealed his home and identity, the gambling house said that he could post a debt of 30,000 yuan, but this was already the limit.
The second time, on the thirtieth day after entering the casino, Bai Mian Wu Xuke's credit limit was finally used up.
So, a fat man with small eyes who was suspected to be the owner of the casino came to Bai Mian Wu Xuke with a thick stack of debt slips and said expressionlessly, "Mr. Yang, here are all the vouchers for your debts in our shop, totaling 30,000 yuan. Please check again to see if there is anything wrong!"
Not having the slightest idea of being chased for debt, the white-faced slut didn't even raise his eyelids, but simply said "I got it" and continued flirting with the scribe and Niangyu as if nothing had happened.
Although he was ignored, the fat shopkeeper with small eyes was not discouraged. Instead, he suppressed his nausea and said again politely, "Mr. Yang, according to the regulations of our internal rating system, if you do not return this three-year loan,
You can no longer spend money in our gambling house until you have paid tens of thousands of dollars! After all, we are just open for business. Please forgive me for any inconvenience, Mr. Yang!"….
"Okay! The Za family knows it!" Mr. Yang said a little angrily.
Frowning slightly, the fat shopkeeper opened his mouth. Just as he was hesitating whether he should say anything more, the tomboy next to him had already turned around and said to the fat shopkeeper, "You are so ignorant, how old are you?"
You dare to bother my officials even if you have something to do!"
"Here, how much is the total?" Pishou snatched away the stack of IOUs, and Yu Wenshi asked without even counting them.
"For this young master, a total of thirty thousand coins!" the fat shopkeeper answered very carefully.
"Thirty thousand dollars!" As he said this, he stretched out his hand and took out a stack of money coupons from the sachet he carried with him. He casually picked out three of them and threw them in the fat shopkeeper's face. "Here! These are the emperor's coupons."
Zhuang's banknote of thirty thousand taels of silver, take it and get out of here!"
"Yes, yes! You villain, get out of here! Get out of here, villain!"
Although he seemed to have been slapped in the face, the fat shopkeeper not only showed no anger at all, but instead had a smile on his face and said in a very low voice.
Yuwen Shiji's heroic act shocked the white-faced man without a beard.
After a long while, he finally came to his senses, and Bai Mian Wu Su Ke just said doubtfully, "Madam, we have been together for so long, and I have never asked you your last name. I wonder if Madam can tell me?"
"That's disgusting!" Yuwen Shiji winked at Wu Xu Ke charmingly and said, "Hey, stinky man! I gave you my whole family, and you don't even know who the slave family is! Now!
But I remembered to ask! What, is it because my family is rich and I want to have both personal and financial benefits? I hate it!"
"Good madam, my husband's love for you is a lesson to heaven and earth! Just tell my husband to me!" Bai Mian Wuxu's face drooled and he continued to coax in a nauseating manner.
"Okay, because you are so sincere, I will make an exception and tell you, you must remember it! I am the second young master of Yuwen Mansion, Yuwen Shiji!"
"Oh, that's it! No wonder! No wonder!"
"Eh? Don't you think it's strange? Did you know the slave family before? Then who are you?" Yuwen Shiji said with a face full of shock.
"Haha! Speaking of which, my husband and your father are colleagues. A certain family is the young minister of Dali Temple, Yang Yue and Yang Huibo!"
"You! You! You!" Yu Wenshiji was so shocked that his face turned pale. He pointed at Yang Yue and shivered for a long time. Then he calmed down and said, "You are the younger brother of Yang Su, Duke of Yue, Dali."
Yang Yue, Shaoqing of the temple?"
"That's right, it's the Zajia family!" The white-faced man said proudly, twirling his bald chin.
"Ouch! I scared the slave family to death! You are a bad guy, with such a big status, why didn't you tell the slave family earlier! The slave family is even worried about you!" As he said this, he twisted his waist, and Yu Wenshi and Yushou were raised there.
Yue's chest was lightly tapped, making a coquettish gesture.
"Okay! Okay! Don't fight! It's my husband's fault! Please forgive me, madam!" Yang Yue cooperated very cooperatively, as if he had bowed his head and admitted his mistake.
"Huh? That's not right! Since you are the young minister of Dali Temple, how come you don't even have such a small amount of money? Look at the slave family, although they don't hold any official positions, they have never been short of money!"
"Alas! This matter is a long story, hard to describe in just one sentence!"
"Then, good husband, just say it slowly! I have plenty of time!"