After listening to Yang Fan's words, Fang Yiai and the others seemed a little excited.
If given a choice, who would want to be a dandy who lives and sleeps?
Although in the past, relying on the shadow of his father's generation, he caused trouble and acted tyrannically in Chang'an City, and became the four pests of Chang'an that everyone feared.
But Fang Yiai and the others were not fools. They knew clearly that the reason why others were afraid of them was not because of how powerful or powerful they themselves were, but because they were afraid of the forces behind them.
Who doesn’t know that others have long pointed at them and scolded them as useless rice bugs?
As a young person, who doesn’t want to be recognized by others, and who doesn’t want others to give a thumbs up whenever their name is mentioned?
So as soon as Yang Fan finished speaking, several people looked embarrassed.
Even if he knew that Yang Fan did not say this to deliberately humiliate them.
But the faces of several people still couldn't help but blush, but their skin color was a little dark, so it didn't look so obvious.
After looking at each other, their faces were full of expectation. Fang Yiai asked hesitantly: "Brother Yishan, what can we do if we have no knowledge or skills?"
Seeing that Fang Yiai understood his intention so quickly, Yang Fan smiled happily.
Although these brothers look rough and careless, they are not stupid.
The reason why it became like this is just that it was restricted by the times and could not help itself.
Yang Fan was not in a hurry to explain, but asked: "What are the brothers good at?"
Visiting a brothel...
stir up trouble……
fight……
Several people talked about what they were best at with a proud look on their faces, but in the end even they themselves felt a little unconfident.
Looking at this brother who had turned into a fool again, Yang Fan couldn't bear to look straight at him, stroking his forehead with a headache.
What's this?
Visiting brothels can be something you're good at, isn't it as long as you have money?
After coughing dryly, Yang Fan said: "Causing troubles and fighting is not something ordinary people can do. At least you have to have a good body and strong force. Now Brother Chu Mo and Brother Jing Huan are on duty in the Forbidden Army. It can be considered that there is room to show off one's skills, but wouldn't it be a pity that Yi'ai and Brother Du He would just waste their talents like this?"
When they heard that they had a chance to show off their talents, Fang Yiai and Du He were extremely excited, as if they were afraid of missing something.
Yang Fan didn't beat around the bush anymore: "Although the merchant ships of the Tang Dynasty could also trade across the sea, the ships were mainly powered by monsoon winds and manpower, and they were extremely restricted..."
"For example, in the South China Sea, ships sail with the north wind in November and December, and then return with the south wind in May and June of the following year. This kind of voyage is not only extremely risky, but also extremely time-consuming. It can only be visited in a year. It’s only one trip, so it’s extremely inconvenient…”
"Now a certain person has invented a ship that is not affected by the monsoon. Except for tsunamis, it can sail overseas. If a stable waterway is opened, the golden gold and white silver will be like dung by then, but it will not Do you know if any of the brothers are interested..."
Yang Fan suddenly expressed what he was thinking.
The construction of the ship is nearing completion, but the right person has not yet been found.
It happened that Fang Yiai and Du He had nothing to do, so Yang Fan decided to exchange a few large boxes of money to stimulate their nerves, in order to better stimulate their fighting spirit.
Sure enough, Fang Yiai's eyes were shining and their fighting spirit was high. They asked anxiously: "Is there really gold everywhere overseas?"
Yang Fan took a leisurely sip of tea and then said: "Of course, it's just that the waterway needs to be explored slowly. As far as I know, the silver output of Fusang Kingdom is several times that of the Tang Dynasty, and the birthplace of Kunlun Slave , is rich in gold. As long as we sell the daily necessities used by the Tang Dynasty to the natives, we can get thousands of times the profit. Isn’t this a profitable business? It’s just that when the waterway is unfamiliar, it may It's a bit dangerous, so please think twice before you act..."
"This little danger is nothing, fuck him..." Fang Yiai and Du He looked at each other, slapped their thighs and shouted.
In their opinion, even death is better than being treated like a bug all the time!
Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan also nodded.
Of course, Yang Fan was not coquettish and expressed his thoughts.
Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan were responsible for recruiting the Merchant Ship Guards. After all, they had many resources of veterans who had retired from the Imperial Guard.
As long as these people are trained a little, they will have strong combat effectiveness. There is no need to spend extra resources to train them.
Of course, Yang Fan would also send out his own escort, deciding to be led by Wang Xiaojie, the future general.
Looking at the few people gearing up and ready to make a move, Yang Fan chuckled: "This matter will not happen until June next year at the earliest, brothers, don't worry..."
When Fang Yiai and Cheng Chumo heard this, they suddenly turned into bitter faces and sighed: "Why do brothers Yishan still need to inform my father to come? Our money is gone!"
Looking at the two people who were like misers, Yang Fan smiled slightly: "Who told you that you were penniless when you first invested in the restaurant? The money you invested came from your respective houses. Of course, after you make money, you must pay it back first. "
"What about Brother Jinghuan's money..." Fang Yiai muttered a little depressed, but seeing the murderous look in Li Jinghuan's eyes, she didn't dare to say any more.
These people are simply living treasures, which makes Yang Fan feel a little funny.
These brothers were usually lavish. Only Du He contributed money with his own money. Fang Yiai, Cheng Chumo and Li Jinghuan all drew money from the house, so Yang Fan asked Fang Xuanling and the others to take it back.
The reason why I deliberately let them see so much money was just to whet their appetite.
Cash is the most shocking thing.
As for why Li Jinghuan's father was not allowed to come over, Yang Fan had some concerns.
According to the historical trajectory, Li Daozong is about to be kicked down. His title and official title will not be kept, and even the property in the mansion will be confiscated by the court.
If Li Daozong is allowed to take the money back at this time, wouldn't it be like a hot bun beating a dog with no return?
But this kind of unpredictable thing became more certain after the last conversation with Li Daozong.
But Yang Fan couldn't say it clearly.
On the one hand, he was afraid that Li Jinghuan would be worried. On the other hand, it was mainly because this matter had not happened yet. Who would believe it if he said it?
So he had no choice but to turn to Li Jinghuan and said: "If Brother Jinghuan can be trusted, these dividends will be placed in the Yang Mansion for the time being. If Brother Jinghuan wants to use them at any time, he can just come to the Yang Mansion accountant to withdraw them; of course, Brother Jinghuan wants to withdraw them now." It’s okay to go there…”
Although some people couldn't understand why Yang Fan acted in such an unreasonable way, Li Jinghuan did not object.
Among the people, Li Jinghuan reacted the fastest, and said with some uncertainty: "But my father..."
Yang Fan hesitated for a moment, then said ambiguously: "There are some things that cannot be said, heard, or passed on. This reform of the imperial examination has a wide impact. Lord Shangshu may be implicated in the future, but it should not be a big deal..."
Although Yang Fan knew the real reason, it was impossible for Yang Fan to tell it. He could only use it as an excuse and stop at it.
As the backbone, Yang Fan still has a lot of authority. Since he said it was nothing major, he naturally didn't inquire further.
The attention naturally turned to the wine glass, and the sounds of heroic fist fights continued one after another.
For a time, the cold winter was no longer so boring.
It wasn't until nightfall that the servants sent the drunken Cheng Chumo and others back to their house. Yang Fan was also half drunk at this time.
Although I don’t know if it is true to say that people have sex after drinking, but moderate amounts of alcohol can really stimulate sex.
"Mr. Lang, Meiniang is dying... Please spare Meiniang!" Wu Meiniang was lying on the bed, her slender body trembling.
At this time, she had no strength at all and didn't even want to move a finger, but Yang Fan still had no intention of stopping.
This made Yang Fan extremely depressed, and now he had to shoot with an arrow on the string.
After a few quick movements, Yang Fan said, "What should I do in this situation?"
Wu Meiniang almost burst into tears. Before leaving the court, Yang also taught the joy of sexual intercourse, but it was completely different!
My husband is simply a bull. Every time he wants to win, he always fails in defeat.
Wu Meiniang bit her red lips lightly, with spring in her eyes: "Husband, Meiniang is about to fall apart, why don't you call Xing'er in..."
Although he felt a little depressed, Yang Fan also knew that going too far was not enough, so he had to endure it.
After all, that little girl Xing'er is only over 13 years old, so she really can't bear to cause harm to her.
Seeing Yang Fan's uncomfortable look, Wu Meiniang gritted her teeth, held on to her sore and weak body, and crawled into the quilt.
Soon, Yang Fan took a breath of cold air.
Because he was bitten by Her Majesty the Empress Wu Zetian, Yang Fan's touch nerves suddenly became hundreds of thousands of times more sensitive.
He was disarmed in a few moments!
After all their anger was vented, the two of them stopped fighting.
Wu Meiniang came out and gave Yang Fan a rolling look, looking so charming that she almost caused thunder and fire again.
After tidying up, Wu Meiniang lay on Yang Fan's chest and listened to the strong heartbeat.
Yang Fan stroked the smooth skin with his big hands, feeling the jade-like touch, and asked, "Where did Minyue and the others go?"
Wu Meiniang drew circles with her small hands, and her lips parted slightly: "It will be the end of the year in two days. My sisters and the others will go to Junyangfang to see my mother. Meiniang will also go tomorrow..."
Yang Fan said a little strangely: "Why don't you take her over to celebrate the New Year together?"
Wu Meiniang was overjoyed and said expectantly: "Husband, is this really okay?"
Through Wu Meiniang's explanation, Yang Fan understood the reason.
In ancient times, the mother-in-law usually did not celebrate the New Year at her son-in-law's house.
However, as a time traveler, Yang Fan doesn't care about these ancient customs.
Wu Meiniang was deeply moved by this operation. Her face was as beautiful as fire and her tenderness was as tender as water. Yang Fan once again enjoyed the world of ice and fire.
