On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, various decrees were issued in the palace. Everyone in the Nanli envoy who visited Dayan Yipinlei received awards. The awards for the ten extraordinary men were just as Ren Churong said a few days ago. There was no difference, and Song Yang also got it as he wished.
The fiefdom of Yanziping.
Officials from the capital kept visiting, bringing heavy gifts to congratulate the distinguished ministers. Of course, most of them came for Marquis Changchun, but the distinguished ministers were all together, so there was no reason to congratulate just one. The important ministers were not so short-sighted.
It was just a matter of preparing a few more gifts, and there was a lot of joy in the post house.
Several other strange men who received actual posts, such as Xiao Qi and Gao Carpenter, went to report to their posts. The remaining few had empty titles and did not need to be on duty. They were still idle people. Er Sha naturally followed Song Yang.
Ayiguo and Nanrong didn't leave either. Both women had their own tasks and stayed with Changchun Hou to help.
Only Shi Xiaoxiao came to say goodbye, saying he would go back to Hongcheng and then go to Yanziping to find Song Yang after a while.
It was not surprising that the monk was leaving, but he would come back, which made Song Biao feel a little strange. He asked in confusion: "Will you go to Yanziping to find me again?" After saying that, he explained with a smile: "Don't get me wrong, I
Of course I hope you can come to me..." Shi Xiaoxiao understood his doubts and explained: "When I was in the wilderness, I promised Senior Amber one thing: stay and help you for three years... and wait until I come back.
Let’s start counting from now on.”
I don’t know what method Hu Bo used to get a worldly person like Shi Xiaoxiao to agree to stay and help. The only thing that is certain is that the "mother" who stayed in the depths of the wilderness did not care about her and You Li's common son.
I really care.
After saying that, Shi Xiaoxiao turned around and left. When he walked to the door, Song Yang suddenly remembered something and smiled at him: "When you come back again, can you bring Ling Nuantang with you?"
Shi Xiaoxiao smiled, shook his head and left.
In the afternoon, Song Yang experienced another happy event. Xiaojiu, who had been staying at Yanziping,
Mute, came to Phoenix City to reunite with her master. Accompanying them was Shanxi Xiumuen.
We haven't seen each other for two years. The mute has gained a lot of weight. When he is carrying the one-legged bronze man and looking around, he is even more majestic. Everyone is surrounding him when walking on the road: the old woman Mu En also has some wrinkles on her face, and her old face is still the same all day long.
She was so excited that she didn't smile at all. After entering the post house, she greeted Song Yang. Ignoring others, she found a big tree and climbed up. Xiao Jiu, on the other hand, grew taller and looked more graceful.
Song Yang cried and laughed...
Among the three of them, Mu En had the hardest time. She only stayed in Phoenix City for one day, and then set off back. She received Song Yang's request to discuss with Shanxi Man to make way for the mining team. With Song Yang's help,
The friendship with Shanxi Man and giving way is just a trivial matter, there is nothing to worry about.
Song Yang was injured and should not travel long distances, so he stayed in the capital for the time being. He listened to Ren Churong's suggestion and temporarily moved into the villa of the prince's family in the suburbs to recuperate while preparing for the New Year in a lively manner.
In the villa, the relationship between the two great masters and apprentices. Chen Hui did not remember Luo Guan, but he still had a feeling of closeness to this young man in his heart. For Luo Guan, this situation is what he is looking forward to most, although he has no chance.
Recognizing each other, at least being able to stay by the master's side, chatting and laughing with him every day, and occasionally being taught a few words by him, makes people feel indescribably happy.
Ren Churong got busy. After arranging the affairs of the Hongbo Mansion, she took Ayiguo and rushed to the west to conquer Shitou. This trip was a long way, and she would not be able to come back for the New Year anyway. Ren Churong didn't care about this.
I don’t mind, it’s delayed the Chinese New Year anyway. After finishing Shitou Lao’s affairs, she will rush to Yanziping nearby. There are still many things waiting for her to preside over in Changchun Hou’s fiefdom.
It is worth mentioning that on this trip, Ren Churong specially asked Xiao Dao to come with him.
Although Xiao Zhan couldn't do anything to help him, the feudal city belonged to Song Yang after all. Chenglin had special thoughts. She was afraid that she would take over everything, which would make Xiao Zhan feel "ostracized."
happy.
In fact, Chenglin was too cautious. Xiaoqian was not a woman who could let go of things in her heart. The little grievances she had at the beginning were scattered to nowhere without her noticing. She was just going out to play with her sister.
After the New Year, there was still no movement from Yan State. Song Yang relaxed his mind, recuperated and did not think about other things for the time being.
In his rage, King Zhenxi slashed his sword too hard, injuring his internal organs, and his recovery was really slow. By mid-February, Song Yang could walk on the ground, but he was still unable to run or jump violently, let alone fight.
During this period, Ren Churong continued to send back news. Just as she had expected, Shitou Lao quickly obeyed after Ayiguo came forward. Now he has entered the fief, and the mining, construction and other matters are also progressing smoothly. The area around Yanziping is bustling and busy.
But it did not disturb the peace of the town.
On this day, Song Yang was passing the time with Xiao Jiu and Er Sha by boasting and chatting. Suddenly, the servants of the villa reported that Mr. Hu, the Prime Minister of the Left, was visiting.
After the last mission, Song Yang and Mr. Hu had formed a friendship. The old man was thoughtful and understood that friendship requires frequent visits before it can turn into a favor. Although Mr. Hu himself never thought about what he would need Song Yang for in the future,
But it's never wrong to maintain this favor.
We have shared weal and woe, and we don’t need to be too polite when we meet. We chatted and laughed in a harmonious atmosphere. After chatting for a while, Mr. Hu started a new topic and talked about Zen Buddhism in China. From the end of the year to now, in less than two months, many major temples in the country have
Forums were held to give lectures one after another, and more than ten large-scale sutra classes were held in succession. Many eminent monks who had long been in retreat began to practice Dharma again and appeared in the sutra forum, causing some moderate sensations.
As he spoke, Mr. Hu observed Song Yang's expression. After confirming that he had no knowledge of this, the old man frowned slightly: "You should pay attention."
Cheng Neighbor is in Yanziping and has countless things on his hands. At the same time, he has to take care of things in the Hongbo Mansion. He has not been able to take care of Song Yang recently. Song Yang has no foundation in Nanli and is powerless to collect information. This is indeed
Weaknesses, but there was no way to make up for them during the war. He just shook his head: "What's going on?"
It is not surprising that Buddhist masters give lectures and explain scriptures and doubts to believers. However, these recent Buddhist events always have a special task at the end: to be aware of one's sight and hearing, to use precepts, concentration, and wisdom to destroy evil spirits.
Song Yang knew nothing about the principles of Buddhism. Master Hu knew that he was "ignorant and incompetent" and did not elaborate on it. After explaining the explanation, he directly gave the answer: "It's those old monks who are teaching believers. Don't believe it."
Those nonsense about being possessed by gods and converting beans into soldiers, let alone go with such a monster."
When he said this, Xiao Jiu happened to come to serve tea. He was slightly startled when he heard this, and then looked up at the host with a strange expression... Even the little girl knew that the most popular and latest product in Nanli recently,
Who is the person who knows "powerful magic"?
Song Yang also groaned: "They...are they talking about me?"
"Occasionally, a Buddhist scripture says this. It's not surprising: this matter has been mentioned in more than a dozen public lectures in the country, which makes it very suspicious. The monks also only talked about "correct awareness and correct sight and hearing" without explicitly stating what it was about.
I didn’t say who the demon is, but” Mr. Hu smiled and said, “It should be for you.”
Mr. Hu originally didn't know about this, but his wife was a devout Buddhist and couldn't go to various places to attend lectures, so she ordered people to attend the lectures, copied the textbooks and came back to study hard by herself. Mrs. Gaoming was able to accompany Prime Minister Zuo throughout his life.
Naturally, he is also shrewd. After collecting textbooks from various places, he quickly saw the clues.
Song Yang asked: "Could he be the emperor?" There are many versions of the rumors about Song Yang, the leader of the Qishi. The magic skills are only the most common version. Some even say that he is a living golden immortal. The emperor's family naturally does not like this statement.
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Master Hu shook his head: "Long Live probably doesn't care too much. If it was really arranged by the royal family, I wouldn't know about it. And I can't figure out what the monks are doing for this.
Is there any use in stepping on people like this?" It is indeed useless, because Song Yang has not taken advantage of this "fame." No matter how evil the rumors about him are, he himself remains silent. In a few months at most, the rumors will gradually subside.
, there is no need to step on it at all.
Song Yang thought about it for a while, but also felt that he couldn't figure it out. Smart people would not dwell too much on such questions that they couldn't even guess. Master Hu just came to inform Song Yang of the matter and remind Song Yang to pay more attention. Finally,
Said: "I will try to check it out and let you know if I find anything."
Song Yang nodded, and after the conversation, he changed the topic and started chatting. After Mr. Hu left, Song Yang sent a letter to his neighbor, asking her to pay attention to the weird behaviors of the monks.
Ren Churong was so busy that she couldn't bear to disturb her at first, but what Song Yang was most worried about was that these monks would have something to do with the Great Thunder Sound Tower of Yan State, and he couldn't let him ignore it. A few days later, he received the invitation
The neighbor's bird replied with only eight words: I will pay attention to it and rest in peace.
The handwriting is delicate and elegant, and Luo Ran's eyes make people feel warm and comfortable.
After another month, Song Yang's wounds finally showed signs of recovery. The wounds on his back and his internal organs began to itch. No matter how many times Xiaojiu scratched him, it was to no avail. It was so itchy that Song Yang wished he could turn into a bear.
There is a big tree to rub against. At this time, it is okay for him to trek, but now he cannot leave Phoenix City... The Uighur mission has already set off and is on the way, and will visit soon.
Soon the young lady also came back. She was to marry Wang Jia's princess, so how could she not be there when the Uighur delegation arrived.
This marriage is the most solemn state event in Nanli since Honglong ascended the throne. The emperor attaches great importance to it. The Ministry of Rites is busy from the ground to the sky in order to show the magnanimity of Nanli. The important areas of the capital are decorated everywhere, indicating that a large number of craftsmen are decorating the exterior of the old house.
Walls were repaired, damaged streets were repaired, and the city was in a hectic scene. Song Yang looked at it and found it funny, "Thousands of years later, when the city where he lives encounters a major foreign event, it will make a lot of superficial efforts like this. It turns out that he learned from Feng Long.
To Song Yang's surprise, Gu Zhaojun came to visit him before the Uighur envoy arrived. To be honest, seeing Lao Gu go to see the Uighurs made him feel more cordial.
Because of Nan Rong, Gu Zhaojun knew everything that happened around Song Yang. He laughed and congratulated him as soon as they met. This time he didn't come empty-handed. He had prepared heavy gifts for Chang Chunhou's two weddings.
Song Yang nodded and said, "It seems you are still rich."
From his previous life, Gu Zhaojun was a typical left-behind child. "The Qing Dynasty was over, and the family was ruined. He could only drink a bowl of porridge every day, but when he went out and met people, he had to hold it steadily.
No matter how heavy his posture is, his hands don't even tremble: no matter how tired he is, he is happy in his heart... Fu Laosi gets married, others get it, and he gets even more gifts.
Gu Zhaojun laughed: "Thanks to my employer, I made a 10% commission. If you have such a good business in the future, don't forget to take care of me." After saying that, he ordered his subordinates to hand over the account books.
He immediately started to flee without even having time to explain the relevant accounts. Gu Zhaojun was very careful about money matters, and every account was clearly recorded.
All the treasures in the big box left by Imperial Physician You were liquidated. Excluding the "burned" items and commissions, less than half was left. Gu Zhaojun's men presented a wooden box. Song Yang opened it and took a look, except for the remaining silver.
Tickets, and a stack of land deeds and house rights.
Gu Zhaojun said: "I have to ask you about this. There was a fire in Jingcheng. It burned down the house but not the ground. These land deeds can be sold again. If you want to cash in, leave it to me. It's the old rule.
, it’s still 10% commission, but I think it’s best not to sell it yet.”
As he spoke, a smile appeared on Lao Gu's face, which looked a little sinister. Song Yang looked at his expression and thought about it for a moment, and suddenly laughed out loud: "Is Jingtai Xiuyan Palace still at its original location?
"
Gu Zhaojun burst out laughing: "That's right!"
"Then we won't sell it! Not only we won't sell it, but we also have to build a house on these lands." Song Yang also laughed happily. Ren Xiaoqian accompanied him to meet the guests. They watched the two people laughing and laughing. There was a puzzled look on their pretty faces. It was still Song Yang.
Yang reminded her: "When Jingtai has almost built the palace, we can burn it again." The fire Taoist set fire to the world, but the Yan people did not realize that the fire on September 8th was intentional, and they only said
It was a riot.
Amid laughter, the guests and hosts took their seats. Song Yang first asked about Dayan's movements. Gu Zhaojun told everything he knew and guessed about the situation. After Yan Ding, the national master, fled back to Jingcheng, he first stabilized the 21 people who were wandering.
Xumiyuan, while reorganizing the Great Thunder Sound Platform, also helped Jingtai stabilize the hearts and minds of the people of Yan. However, if one does not understand the inside story, from a superficial perspective, after the Yipinlei riot, the relationship between the Imperial Master and Jingtai further deteriorated.
Song Yang raised his eyebrows. He wanted to help the emperor appease the people and stabilize the overall situation, but also showed that the divine power and the imperial power were divided and opposed. The two things were fundamentally in conflict with each other. I don't know how the imperial master did it.
Gu Zhaojun did not explain this. Song Yang had no intention of asking. He didn't care about the details. He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "I remember when we were in Luoshuang Pavilion, you asked who they planned to trick?"
For a long time, the National Preceptor and Jingtai have been "opposing" each other, fighting openly and secretly, always sacrificing the generals around them, and even the important officials of the Yan Dynasty believed it was true. On the night of Yipinlui, the rebels made a series of plans, and simply let the "National Preceptor. and
The emperor started to kill with real swords and guns. Thinking from this perspective, the riot actually "confirmed" the "incompatible power" between the imperial master and Jingtai.
After the riot, Yan Ding and Jingtai will continue to play their tricks. Who are they planning to deceive?
Gu Zhaojun shook his head: "I'm still investigating this matter. Fatty Silk, Li Hongyi, and Mr. Tan and I have all encountered each other. We can't find a chance to add fuel to the fire for the time being. Let's wait and see. In fact, this is also good.
They have no intention of dealing with Nan Li, so there is no harm in taking this opportunity to rest and recuperate themselves."
Song Yang frowned. There was nothing wrong with what Lao Gu said, but his attitude was wrong. He didn't say anything before, but his attitude was very obvious. He encouraged him to go to Yan State to deal with Jingtai: this time he actually had some intention of "pacifying the matter."
Song Yang takes a good rest.
Gu Zhaojun could understand Song Yang's thoughts and said in a serious tone: "Don't be impatient. I will not be soft on my enemies, and I won't just give up. There is still a long way to go, so there is no need to be anxious and there is no need to be anxious."
Song Yang smiled and said nothing more.
The smile returned to Gu Zhaojun's face, and he changed the topic and asked a little abruptly: "Do you remember what I told you before, I had two big dreams when I was a child..."
"Brothels, casinos." Song Yang had heard him say it several times: "It has nothing to do with Fengyuefang. It was your business before."
"Both businesses are exquisite." Gu Zhaojun looked happy: "The word "sè" must pay attention to the artistic conception. So I opened Fengyue Fang in Jingcheng, the highlight of the Middle-earth world. There is no better place in the world.
It’s a beautiful place.”
"As for the word gambling, it refers to the tone of voice, grandeur, luxury and extravagance. If you look at it from a distance, you can feel it coming." Gu Zhaojun talked about his business experience, and Song Yang interrupted: "Yan Palace?"
Lao Gu laughed loudly: "Don't think about that. Even if it's still in good condition, I don't dare to take it if Jingtai is willing to move. Maybe one day you lose the bet there and force the dwarf to burn it for me."
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Continuing with what I just said, where does the momentum come from? It is too laborious to build it all by yourself. It is best to borrow the momentum. How to borrow this momentum..."
Gu Zhaojun kept talking and had a long talk. The more he talked, the more excited he became. He almost waved his hands out of his sleeves several times. Finally, he finally came to the conclusion: "The peaks and forests are endless, the mountains and rivers are endless, and everything around is primitive.
, a splendid small town stands in the middle of Dudu, the wilderness is terrifying and the wealth of the world contrasts with each other: the hills stand tall, the small town shines brightly, and it looks like a group of immortals embracing the moon. This is what I want!"
The little catcher was confused by what he said, but Song Yang couldn't help but laugh: "Fuck, it's the mountain version of Las Vegas!"
In one sentence, Gu Zhaojun understood the first word and blinked at Song Yang: "What?"
Song Yang waved his hand and said, "No matter what it is, do you plan to build a big gambling house?"
"It's not just a gambling house. I thought about it when I was ten years old. Gambling is just a topic. Under this topic, the sound of dogs and horses, wine and wealth are indispensable! When it was first built, I could "city, treat it..."
…What I want to do is a prosperous place.”
The ignorant Ren Xiaoqing once again accidentally revealed the truth: "Casino?"
Su Hang was not here, so no one could understand why Song Yang smiled so happily.
Gu Zhaojun didn't take it seriously, and said what he meant without being covered by the clouds and mountains: "Your fiefdom is a place like this... Are you interested in this business?"
Xiao Qian was very thoughtful and was afraid that Lao Gu would lose money and also be afraid of dampening his interest. He carefully reminded: "Yanzipingting is a remote place. I'm afraid no one will go there specifically to gamble."
Lao Gu was very polite to Xiao Zai. He nodded first to express his thanks, then shook his head and said with a smile: "As long as the taste is right, you are not afraid of being remote. If you want "the taste is right, you must be remote. Otherwise, where will the momentum come from"
"It's far, don't be afraid. I can take charge of the journey, a BMW and a fragrant car, and I will be escorted by warriors and served by maids. As long as you are willing to pay for it, I will travel around the mountains and rivers all the way to ensure that you are happy and happy..."
As he spoke, Gu Zhaojun became energetic again. He even thought about "developing tourism." Song Yang coughed, interrupted Lao Gu, and asked: "Are you rich?"@.