In the Jinxiu Tower, there is feasting, singing and dancing.
In the elegant room on the third floor, there were a large group of Yingying and Yanyan, but there were only two guests, Lu Shikui and Fan Wenhu.
Uncle Lang and his uncle visiting a brothel together may seem a little weird in later generations, but it was very common in this era, not to mention that now in broad daylight, it is just serious entertainment...
Lu Shikui put his feet on the female performer's thighs and let her massage her while he leaned in another soft embrace, half-squinting his eyes, feeling lazy and comfortable.
"To be courteous for nothing, to be a thief...did you do something to anger Qiniang, and you want me to intercede for you?"
There were also two beautiful ladies sitting next to Fan Wenhu, but they seemed to be more polite and sat upright.
"Brother, you are joking. I treat Qiniang like a treasure. I hold it in my hand for fear of dropping it and hold it in my mouth for fear of melting. How can I make her unhappy?"
"That's good. She has been pampered by her father since she was a child, and her temperament is inevitably a bit arrogant. You have to be more accommodating. You and Meimei will be harmonious. As the brother, I can also worry less..."
Fan Wenhu looked like he was listening attentively, "Brother's lesson is correct, Wenhu will definitely take it to heart."
"Um……"
The female actress was good at pinching feet. Lu Shikui's voice was very comfortable, "Then why did you invite me out today? The expenses here are not low. Do you have enough money for your private life?"
Lu Shikui didn't mean what he said, but Fan Wenhu looked a little embarrassed and said sarcastically, "Wenhu can still afford this small amount of money to honor my brother... However, I really want to ask my brother for a favor today."
"We are all a family. We just deal with everything. How can I not help? There is no need to spend money like this." Lu Shikui was very casual.
Fan Wenhu was waiting for this sentence, and his face lit up, "Brother, I want to borrow some money..."
"Oh, I think it's a big deal. Just tell me how much you want. I'll write you a note and go to the accounting office to pay it yourself." Lu Shikui still didn't care.
Fan Wenhu smiled broadly and said, "Three hundred thousand."
Lu Shikui frowned slightly, "Qiniang won't even give you three hundred guan? This is a bit outrageous. Men don't have social interaction, and they don't have any money. How can I do it? I'll write you a thousand guan, so don't say anything. Can I borrow it or not..."
"Brother, I misunderstood. I didn't say 300,000 yuan, but 300,000 yuan." Fan Wenhu was slightly embarrassed.
"What!? Three hundred thousand guan!?" Lu Shikui sat up in shock.
The daily use of money by people in the Song Dynasty is a thesis. If the amount of money is not mentioned in units, it is mostly an essay. If it is discussed in a coherent manner, it is considered a big deal.
He opened his mouth to borrow 300 million, which would even surprise the prince.
Seeing Lu Shikui's reaction, Fan Wenhu couldn't help but sigh, "If that doesn't work, one hundred thousand guan will do..."
"Not even a hundred thousand guan! Don't think that I, the housekeeper, have the final say alone." Lu Shikui rolled his eyes, "You really dare to say this."
Niang Xipi, who are you trying to trick? You just threw away a hundred thousand yuan just for being a bitch, so why don’t you lend it to me?
In your eyes, am I, my brother-in-law, worse than a bitch’s toes! ?
Fan Wenhu couldn't help but his face turned dark, feeling as if he had eaten shit.
He didn't know that Lu Shikui didn't actually spend anything on the thousand golden flowers at the Oiran Convention, it was just a cover.
Only a few people including Zhang Shu and the owner of Jinxiu Tower knew about this matter, but they would not disclose it to the outside world. Even Yan Ran'er was kept in the dark. After all, she did not save the small amount of money she deserved.
Lu Shikui didn't intend to tell his brother-in-law, besides, people were talking too much now.
But seeing Fan Wenhu's ugly expression that he couldn't swallow anything, he didn't feel sorry for himself. He took a breath and said, "Why do you want so much money? Tell me, and then I'll think about it."
Fan Wenhu breathed a sigh of relief, "I didn't borrow the money to waste it. Aren't stocks very popular recently? I just wanted to buy some to supplement my family income. Although Qiniang is not short of daily necessities, as a man, I , I also want to give her some gifts or something to make her happy, but I am short of money."
Lu Shikui took a deep look at him, not knowing how sincere he was, but he didn't go into too much detail, "Wanting to make money is considered business.
, but this stock... you should know that the family did not buy it. As for the reason, I think Qiniang also told you. Of course, if you buy it for fun, it doesn't matter, but do you have the connections? I'm afraid, now I can only buy some from King Yan himself. "
"To be honest, brother, Qiniang and I did go to see King Yan a few days ago. Firstly, we wanted to apologize for the jewelry store, and secondly, we wanted to ask him for some advice. However, King Yan doesn't like us. The little shrimps were not allowed to enter at the gate... Later I found out that a group of fellow villagers from Jiangxi made a lot of money by selling grain to King Yan, and they also bought a lot of stocks. I went to ask about it, and they also To give you face, you are willing to transfer two hundred shares to me, so..."
Fan Wenhu is from Fengcheng, Longxing Prefecture, Jiangnan West Road. Relying on the Lu family, it is normal for the fellow villagers to give him face. After all, they also have a lot of business in the area under Lu Wende's jurisdiction. However, there is a hidden reason behind this. Fan Wenhu You won't know. .
Lu Shikui rubbed his wine glass and thought for a moment. As long as Fan Wenhu didn't get involved with King Yan, it didn't matter.
"These merchants are quite sensible and are actually willing to transfer two hundred guan to you. I heard that there are people on the market now offering prices of 300 to 500 guan."
When Fan Wenhu saw Lu Shikui showing signs of relenting, he immediately smiled and said, "Our family is famous, after all."
After drinking a glass of wine, Lu Shikui smacked his lips, "As you know, because of Lu Wencai's idiot, the family lost more than one million guan some time ago, which was very painful. It is still a bit difficult to come up with 100,000 guan now, and this The stock is still too weak, so I can only give you 30,000 yuan."
Oh, shit, it’s hard, you really don’t take me seriously as one of your family members.
Fan Wenhu felt very unhappy, so he didn't show it by drinking, "Thank you so much, brother. From now on, Wenhu will hit wherever brother points, without any hesitation."
Thirty thousand is just thirty thousand, mosquito meat is still meat no matter how small it is...
At this time, a burst of singing floated from outside the building, "Don't you see, the Han Dynasty has ended, and the weak-headed prisoners, please grow your tassels..."
The heroic roar quickly suppressed the overwhelming sound in the room.
"Where is that brat making such noise..." Fan Wenhu cursed, walked to the window, looked out onto the street, and immediately shut up.
Seeing that he looked a little worried, Lu Shikui asked curiously, "What's going on?"
"They seem to be soldiers from the Eastern Wei." Fan Wenhu replied in a controlled voice.
Lu Shikui sneered, "Only these child soldiers of King Yan dare to be allowed into the city..."
In his understanding, soldiers who can really fight are all warriors, full of bandit spirit. If they are released from the shackles of the military camp and released to the people, disturbing the people is a minor issue, and causing trouble and bullying the good ones is also common.
But the people who wander around the city are not afraid of them, they can only be cowards and cowards.
You can't say that he is wrong. After all, there are not many troops like the Yue Family Army that do not disturb or harm the people and have strong combat effectiveness.
Just like Lu Wende, he was indeed brave and resourceful, and often won battles, but he came from a rough background. He led his troops with prestige to suppress, maintained by family ties and personal friendships, and was motivated by generous rewards and profits. He certainly had military discipline, but he had no awareness of the relationship between the military and the people.
Roughly speaking, his troops, the so-called arrogant and powerful generals, are like a tiger that is usually restrained by the reins. When loosened, it can injure the enemy as well as itself.
Lu Shikui lazily leaned against the window, watching the Dongwei sergeant preaching about recruiting soldiers with Fan Wenhu, as if they were watching a big show.
After watching for a while, Fan Wenhu couldn't help but sigh, "Not to mention, these soldiers are a bit younger. They look very strong and well-behaved. King Yan can be considered to be good at training."
"They are all just useless looking things. These dolls have never even been killed. I think, instead of spending so much money to raise these playmates, King Yan might as well allocate them to his father's army. I can't say , give him a big victory in the blink of an eye." Lu Shikui said disapprovingly.
Fan Wenhu chuckled and agreed, "Brother is right. If we really send these baby soldiers to the battlefield, I'm afraid not all of them will be so scared that they wet their pants..."
Lu Shikui shook his head, "Soldiers, they should be as stupid and ignorant as possible. Only in this way can they be obedient and not afraid of death. If they have too many thoughts, they will easily steal women, play tricks, and be quick and easy. King Yan is good
, recruiting so many scholars, and teaching those who can’t read to read. Is this the plan to defeat the enemy by memorizing the Analects of Confucius after arriving on the battlefield? "
"Hehe, it's impossible for a nobleman like him to actually go to the battlefield. He probably just wants to live up to the general's addiction and spend some money. Anyway, he is rich. Tsk tsk. Speaking of which, I have to admire him for making money. Means." Fan Wenhu salivated.
"That's true. It's good to make more money. From now on, he just needs to stay in the palace. We can just leave the work of fighting to our family. He only needs to be responsible for paying..."
What Uncle Lang and his uncle said was somewhat taboo, so their voices were low, but the discussion of a group of gentry and merchants on the second floor was not so taboo.
"Oh, King Yan is really willing to give up. If you recruit soldiers, you will spend a lot of money and money. At this salary, I can recruit four or five long-term workers."
"Look what you said, if His Highness doesn't recruit troops, how can we defeat Liuqiu? We are holding more than a thousand shares of development company stocks and waiting to make a fortune..."
"Well, Brother Liu still sees clearly. These soldiers should be recruited and this money should be spent."
"Hey... just recruit troops. What's the use of having such a weak scholar?"
"Your Highness is a peerless talent, and he certainly doesn't like illiterate people..."
"How can ordinary people understand His Highness's methods? As long as we understand it, it is enough to follow His Highness and have meat to eat."
"Haha, don't talk so much. You'll lose all your money by then, but there's no place to cry..."
"Hey...this man, could it be that he didn't buy the stock and is here to be jealous and deceive himself?"
On the street in front of Jinxiu Tower, a group of students and scholars gathered, and they were also talking about it.
"Isn't this piece a bit vulgar? It has no distinction between straight and oblique, has no rhyme, and is like a limerick..."
"My dear friend, what you said is wrong. Your Highness, who can write Shixiang Ci, doesn't understand this? It's just intentional. It's meant for warriors and common people to listen to and sing. They don't understand even if it's elaborate. It's not a thrush for a blind man. See?"
The world is like this. If ordinary people wear slippers and cloth shoes, others will say you are shabby. When rich people wear the same, they think it is free and easy, stylish and different from the ordinary.
People who are famous and successful will be praised no matter what they do. Some people will follow them as a guide and do unreasonable things with just a few words. There are also people who will take the initiative to defend them.
"A great talent is a great talent. Even if he doesn't pay attention to the rhyme and rhyme, he is still majestic and profound. Hearing this made my heart agitated. I wanted to lift up a three-foot green sword, spill blood on the battlefield, and find a body wrapped in horse leather before returning."
"This is what makes a loud voice but a small voice, and great skill but clumsiness. At this moment, my blood is boiling all over my body, and there is only one sentence lingering in my heart. I can only get fame from horses!"
"Mother! We are a piece of material, and there is no hope of success in this life. It is better to just risk this hundred pounds and find a wife to protect you than to achieve nothing!"
"It makes sense! I am a teacher in my fifties this year and have been taking the exam for more than 30 years. Even if the court was merciful and exempted me from taking the provincial exam, I still failed the exam. I have been idle all my life and have no wife. If this is the case in the future. Son, I would rather die for the country and earn a pension for my family!"
At this moment, the young soldiers from the East Guard began to shout in unison again.
"The husband holds the Wu hook with one hand, and his spirit is higher than that of a hundred-foot building. Whoever has made history in the past ten thousand years wants to be made a marquis three thousand miles away."
"If you only care about the country's life and death, how can you avoid it because of misfortunes and blessings?"
"The world of poetry has been popular for thousands of years, and the soul of the soldiers has been wiped out. The soul of the country is empty."
"Golden Mausoleum is short and must be replenished. I dare not sacrifice my life for the country."
"Jin Su pays tribute to the family and the country, and the barge boat decides life and death! Hu Jia has eternal hatred, and a moon comes over the city."
Line after line of poetry, along with the passionate roar of the young man, penetrated into the hearts of the scholars and set off rolling waves.
Among the people in the world, the most rational ones are scholars, and those who are most susceptible to instigation are also scholars, especially young scholars.
Maybe some scholars talk about benevolence and righteousness, but in fact they are selfish. Maybe some scholars are greedy for life and fear death, and are traitorous to the country and seek glory. Or maybe some scholars are partial, narrow-minded, and immoral and shameless.
but,
Those who addressed Jun Yao and Shun were scholars;
It is the scholars who worry about the world first.
The people I recommend to Xuanyuan with my blood are scholars,
It is the scholars who leave a lasting impression on history.
Those who manage the family and the country and bring peace to the world are scholars.
It was the scholar who defied the emperor and threw himself into the sea heroically.
Among the hundreds of thousands who followed to die, many were scholars!
Who dares to say that at this time, all scholars in the Song Dynasty were unwilling to sacrifice their lives to serve the country! ?
What they lack is just a door, a door to serve the country.
Today, King Yan Zhao Mengqi opened this door to them!
The scholars at the scene, listening to the poems, were like hearing the morning bells and evening drums, and were given a heads-up.
One of them, with his immature face flushed red, raised his hand and pulled off the scarf on his head, and threw it to the ground.
"I want to join the army! I want to kill the enemy and serve the country!"
This move immediately caused a big stir, and everyone rushed to imitate him, taking off his Confucian crown and square scarf, and throwing it to the ground.
"How can we, a seven-foot man, have no courage and no ambition!"
"Everyone is destined to die, why not die for the country!"
"If I live and my country dies, if I die and my country survives, why would I regret dying?"
"Let's go together! Let's go together!"
The billowing green shirts surged southwards towards Panmen.
Lu Shikui and Fan Wenhu looked at this scene with inexplicable horror!
