At night, the lanterns are first lit, in Lin'an City, in the Chunfeng Tower, in the backyard.
"opened!"
The copper coins settled, and the gaming table was full of laughter and curses.
"Straight bitch! Lost again!"
Feng Shu stood up in frustration, his face was greasy. He touched his body and found that his bag was already empty.
"What's wrong, Feng Yuhou, do you still want to play?"
Across the gambling table, the thin man shaking the money weighed the copper coins in his hand and said casually.
The most common way of Guan Po in the Song Dynasty was to throw coins. The tool for Guan Po is very simple, which is six copper coins, called the "head money", which are thrown into a pottery basin, and the winning or losing is determined by the front and back of the copper coins. Throwing a few copper coins is called "several coins". If all six coins are of the mentioned number of coins, it is called "six coins". Big or small takes all.
"Old Huang, lend me some! I'll pay you back when I get the money back!"
Feng Shu stretched out his hand to Huang Yan, his colleague in the front office.
"Brother, this is all I have left."
Huang Yan took out a few banknotes and handed them to Feng Shu.
Huang Qian is the deputy commander of the infantry army in front of the palace. The two have similar personalities and are the famous "gambling duo" in Lin'an City.
Both of them were unlucky today, but Huang Qian gambled less and was not as frantic as Feng Shu.
"This time, I will take charge!"
Gambling resumed and Feng Shu personally took charge, but he was still disappointed.
"Shopkeeper, lend me some!"
Feng Shu had no choice but to go to the counter and resume his old business.
"Feng Yuhou, you already owe more than 1,000 yuan. Look at this..."
The shopkeeper's face was full of embarrassment.
"Shopkeeper, I'll pay you back as soon as I pay the salary!"
Feng Shu begged in a low voice.
Although he was the chief military officer in front of the palace, a senior military attache, Chunfeng Tower was an official camp, and these gamblers were all the rich and powerful children of Lin'an City, and they had a good background, so he did not dare to offend them.
What's more, gambling depends on luck and ability. If he defaults on his debt, how can he still hang out in Lin'an City in the future?
"Okay. Feng Yuhou, for the sake of my old friend, I will help you again. However, I have to remind you that you owe a lot!"
The shopkeeper took out the account book and wrote down the amount of the loan. Feng Shu signed and fingerprinted it, turned around and went back to the battlefield.
The shopkeeper looked at Feng Shu's figure and frowned slightly.
Feng Shu owes a lot of debt, and it seems he has to find a way to collect the debt.
In the casino, Zhou Ping wandered around casually, gambling a few times in the air. He walked to Feng Shu's gambling table, watched Feng Shu and Huang Qian's gambling in full swing, and also joined the "battlefield."
Small wins and big losses, nine times out of ten you lose. Sure enough, as time went by, the amount of money in Feng Shu and Huang's hands continued to decrease, and their faces became ugly.
Zhou Ping looked carefully, and the look in his eyes was intriguing.
Finally, the game ended, and Feng Shu and the other two left listlessly. Zhou Ping dragged behind and called the shopkeeper.
"Shopkeeper, please take a moment to speak!"
Midsummer, early morning, Lin'an City, Pengbei Street, Muqinfang.
Early in the morning, a large group of scholars gathered at the corner of Muqinfang Street. Some people read the tabloids on the wall loudly and relished them.
"...Zhao Guicheng, the heir of King Yi, is a country idler in Kuaiji, a local ruffian with no talent or virtue. He actually has the vision of having dragon scales on his body. When he is alive, the fragrance fills the house. How ridiculous! There are thousands of lives in the world, but A man was born with dragon scales and a house full of fragrance? Could he be a monster?"
There was a roar of cheers from the crowd.
"Stop making noises, listen to me and continue reading..."
The scholar who had been reading the tabloid just now continued reading.
"...Why Zhao Guicheng, who has no talent or virtue, can transform from a scoundrel to a prince and nobleman? There is a pusher behind him... The reason is that a powerful official in the court just wants to promote his concubine to the throne..."
The entire crowd of people listening and reading in the corner suddenly exploded.
"Isn't King Yi's heir brought back by Shi Miyuan? Is Shi Miyuan his biological father?"
"Isn't Zhao Guicheng introduced by Shi Miyuan? It turns out that this powerful official has been fanning the flames behind the scenes!"
"Don't the official families have princes and grandsons? Shi Miyuan pushed his illegitimate son. Doesn't he want to usurp the throne and become the supreme emperor?"
The crowd was chattering, and many people were blinded by the exposure.
"And, and more!"
The newspaper reader shouted loudly, and the noisy crowd gradually became quiet.
"... with Xuan and Xue as the heart and soul, Sheng and Li as the hawks and dogs, they specialize in government affairs and exert power both internally and externally. Xue, Hu, and Zhao call them the "Three Woods"; Li, Liang, and Mo reject dissidents and spare no effort, so they are called the "Three Woods". "Ferocious". Many court officials were expelled..."
After the newspaper reader finished reading, there were exclamations and sighs again.
"Aren't Xuan and Xue just Xuan Zhen and Xue Ji? These old guys, Xue Ji and Hu Ju, only know how to bow their heads and act according to orders. They are indeed "three trees". Just like wood, they only take their salaries and do nothing for the people. These dogs official!"
"Li Zhixiao, Liang Chengda, and Mo Ze, these three dog officials really reject dissidents and spare no effort. They are really three evil dogs!"
"The worst thing is that Shi Miyuan is a treacherous prime minister. He begs for mercy from the golden man and seals his wife every day. The money he makes is worthless! He really deserves to be cut to pieces!"
The common people angrily said that money is worthless these days. At the beginning of the year, a pound of meat cost 30 cents, but now it costs almost 60 cents, which has almost doubled. These days, everything is going up, except for wages. If this continues, will the people still have a way to survive?
The key is that the people are too poor to afford meat, and those corrupt officials are all full of fat. If the people don't scold them, who will they scold?
"In the first year of Kaixi, Prince Zhao Xun was established as the prince and was granted the title of King of Rong. In the third year of Kaixi, he was established as the crown prince for only two years. However, the prince Zhao Hong of this dynasty has been the prince for four years, and he is still the prince. How ridiculous is it to be a mere prince?"
A Confucian scholar read the Tao aloud, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.
"As a prince, Zhao Hong, the Duke of Ji, is the best in the country in articles. He is also familiar with physical objects, knows the art of smelting iron firearms, is proficient in bow and horse, and is both civil and military. As the only prince of the Song Dynasty royal family, he has been suppressed for four years without any promotion. Isn't it true? Is that weird? It’s natural for a prince to be a prince. But if he doesn’t move for four years, does he want to depose the prince? Is he a traitor? "
After the Confucian scholar finished reading, some of the people listening immediately became angry.
"The current prince's literary and military skills are much better than those of Prince Jingxian! He has not been the prince for four years, will he be deposed?"
"It's not just that the traitorous Prime Minister and the Dog Queen worked together to bring trouble to the court. It's simply a crime!"
Another man shouted angrily. Looking at the silent scholars, he couldn't help but sneered.
"Yu Jie, Du Shu, you imperial students, don't you like to talk about state affairs the most? Why, Duke Ji Guo has been ruined like this, and you have become a coward? Are you not a treacherous person?"
The man laughed loudly, and Yu Jie was furious. He stepped forward and punched him, but was held tightly by Du Shu beside him.
"What the hell! Do you think we can't see this? When we get back, we'll write a letter to the court! If you spray shit again, I'll break your head!"
Yu Jie was furious and was pulled away by several imperial students.
"Yu Jie, I remember your words! It's up to you, don't let me down!"
The man shouted at the backs of the students, smiling.
"What are you doing? What are you doing? So many people are gathering together to cause trouble?"
"Don't block the road, let it go, let it go!"
The crowd was excited, and several people from Lin'an Prefecture's Yamen came over and impatiently dispersed the crowd.
"I just know how to show off my authority in front of the people! When I see officials, I act like a dog!"
"Why, it's illegal to read a tabloid!"
"If you don't leave, what else can you do to me?"
Perhaps the content in the tabloids stimulated the people, or maybe some guys were young, energetic and aggressive, so many people started to confront the officials.
"What's wrong, Wang Gui, you have become more capable and dare to go against the government!"
Zaoli showed his round belly and said with a sneer.
"Don't pretend to be too powerful! Why, you can't even read the tabloids, are you in charge?"
The man named Wang Gui didn't seem to be frightened, he stared and rubbed his neck.
"Yes! Who will be bothered by reading a tabloid? Could it be said that even if the ministers in power read a tabloid, they will be arrested by you?"
Wang Gui's companion Du Er followed him up, looking like he was doing nothing.
In fact, since they followed his eldest brother Zhang San to change his ways, they have stopped doing side business. My mind is at ease and I am much more courageous.
"Back off! Did you hear me? Back off!"
"What's wrong, Wang Gui and Du Er, do you really want to go into the cell?"
The common people are numerous and powerful, and the officials are a little guilty, but they are still speaking harshly.
"Okay, okay, everyone, please stop saying a word. Let's disperse!"
The older man quickly became the peacemaker.
The two sides came into close contact, but no conflict occurred. Wang Guidu and others were pulled away by the surrounding people, and the official came forward to clean the "dog skin plaster" on the wall.
"Hurry up and don't let your husband see it!"
“It’s all over the streets and alleys, I’m afraid everyone has seen it!”
"I'm afraid all the officials know so much, let alone the princes!"
The officials complained, cursed, and worked in vain.
When Wang Gui and Wang Gui came back, Zhang San was holding his chin in thought.
"Third brother, I'm afraid everyone in Lin'an City has seen the scandal of the traitor and the big-headed ghost!"
Wang Gui said excitedly.
"Those people are hiding from the government officials, tearing them off and re-sticking them. The government officials are too busy! I just don't know if the imperial students will get involved?"
Du Er also had a smile on his face.
He just made fun of the imperial student and almost had a conflict with the imperial student. It was him who did it on purpose.
"Du Er, well done! I never thought you were capable of this!"
Zhang San nodded with satisfaction. It would be great if Tai students could add fuel to the fire.
"Remember them all, Shi's Mansion and Prince Yi's Mansion. Keep an eye on them. Don't miss it!"
Thinking of something, Zhang San warned him seriously.
"Third brother, don't worry. We are all trustworthy brothers and we will never let anything go wrong!"
"Third brother, since we are watching personally, just put your heart back in your stomach."
Wang Gui and Du Er clapped their chests and swore one after another. Wang Gui smiled apologetically and asked in a low voice:
"Third brother, why are we doing these things?"
Du Er also looked at Zhang San curiously.
"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask. How can Third Brother harm you?"
Zhang San took out the money and divided 50 strings between the two of them.
"Be careful from now on and don't get angry with those government officials. You won't do it."
"Thank you, third brother!"
"Thank you third brother!"
Wang Gui and Du Er smiled happily and quickly took it.
"You've got the money, don't spend it arbitrarily. This is for you and your brothers' families. Go back to my house and work hard. You'll need it later!"
This was what Zhao Hong gave him recently, and he didn't keep any of it. He still has some "stock", enough to survive.
"Third brother, I am studying and practicing martial arts. When can I use it?"
Wang Gui put the money in his pocket and asked suspiciously.
Making money this way is much more practical than "immortal jumping".
"When you have mastered the skills, you will recognize the characters, and you will naturally use them."
Zhang San said seriously, muttering in his heart.
I don’t know how long Zhao Hong wants him to lie dormant?
