Chapter 143: Little boss, don’t just be a spectator

Style: Historical Author: Li PoshanWords: 2196Update Time: 24/01/18 17:13:13
"My little boss, don't just be a spectator." When he reached the door, Yuan Tao thought about it and turned around, his voice complicated.

Xu Mu didn't understand. He just wanted to be a brewer, take care of his people, and live in peace. But why, they all found him.

Follow Chang Silang to rebel, or follow Yuan Tao to save the country.

It seems that there is no third way.

"Master Marquis, what will happen if one day all the roots and stems are rotten?"

Yuan Tao stood silently, not at all angry because of Xu Mu's rebellious words.

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth.

"I don't know either, but I, Yuan Tao, grew up eating rice from the Daji Dynasty. It didn't starve me to death, so I won't abandon it."

"Don't say these words again in front of me."

"There is still time. If you think clearly, go to the academy in the middle of the lake island to find me."

Yuan Tao paused slightly, and soon disappeared from Xu Mu's sight.

Xu Mu took a hard breath and sat down again calmly. Today's events may be big or small. If you are not careful, you will lose everything.

"Master Xu, are you okay?"

"Brother Mu, Lao Zhou held me just now and refused to let me enter the house! Brother Mu?"

Xu Mu raised his head, looked at Zhou Fu and Si Hu in front of him, and forced out a bitter smile.

"Nothing, everything was settled, and it cost five hundred taels of silver."

"This, this is not easy, Master Xu! Even the surnamed Hou is supporting you! Oh, he has come to my place to have a drink these days, and I don't even dare to say hello to him, for fear of making him angry!"

"Old Zhou, don't mention the matter of Hou Lai, whose surname is Guo Lai, to anyone again." After thinking about it, Xu Mu said, Yuan Tao was suppressed everywhere in Changyang.

Probably the less people know about this kind of thing, the better.

"Master Xu, how dare I? I won't mention it to anyone!"

Xu Mu nodded, turned around and glanced at the sky outside the window. It was not yet noon, so it was better to take advantage of the time and get things done early.

"Lao Zhou, go out for a while."

Before Zhou Fu could recover, Xu Mu took Si Hu and hurried to the east of Changyang.

There are three lakes and one river in Changyang City. The three lakes, except for the one in Shuixie Academy, the remaining two are all in the Imperial Palace Villa.

It is said that the only canal was built ten years ago when the late emperor mobilized 100,000 people and rushed to build it within three years. According to rumors, about four to five thousand civilians died, and their bodies were disposed of on the spot and filled up the river embankment.

Standing on the edge of the river embankment, Xu Mu looked into the river for a long time before slowly coming back to his senses.

"Is the owner's surname Xu?" A wealthy businessman with a fat head and big ears slowly poked his head out from a passing small boat.

"The surname is Xu, the single character is Mu."

"Oh, we finally waited." The fat-headed wealthy businessman seemed extremely happy, and he did not forget to explain, "The master ordered that if you don't come today, I might have to wait on the boat for two or three days."

Xu Mu is a little weird.

This Yuan Tao has been drained of all his power, yet he still has such appeal.

"My young master, please get aboard and tell us in detail."

Xu Mu nodded, and after looking at each other with Si Hu, he stepped steadily on the wooden bridge and jumped onto the boat in a few steps.

As soon as I took my seat, there was a beautiful oiran, who moved her lotus steps gently and steadily brought the cup of tea. In an instant, the huge boat room was filled with the fragrant aroma of jasmine.

"If the young master likes it, I will let her sleep with you tonight." The fat-headed wealthy businessman smiled flatteringly.

"Let's talk about business." Xu Mu's expression remained unchanged, "I don't know the name of the ship owner."

After being bored, the wealthy businessman slowly stopped smiling and became more serious.

"Just call me Boss Zhong. Little boss, if you need anything, please just ask."

"There are not many requirements. Just within ten days, please ask the girls to recite and sing a poem to encourage drinking during the dance."

"As for poems to persuade people to drink, I remember there were two talented people at Shuixie Academy."

"No need, I'll write it myself."

Shopkeeper Zhong was stunned. He raised his head for the first time and looked at Xu Mu carefully several times.

"If so, there should be no problem, as the market will open again tomorrow."

"Excuse me, Shopkeeper Zhong, to get some paper and pen."

Shopkeeper Zhong clapped his hands, and soon there was another beautiful little courtesan with a shy face, bringing pen, ink, paper and inkstone. As soon as he got close, he leaned towards Xu Mu, took a stick of pine smoke ink, and polished his eyes with spring.

"Si Hu, grind the ink."

Xu Mu frowned, not knowing what shopkeeper Zhong meant. He probably guessed something and wanted to do something to please him.

Si Hu, who was beside him, lived up to his name. He snatched the Songyanmo in a vigorous manner, put it in his palm and slapped it. In an instant, the black powdery substance fell into the inkstone.

The little oiran was so frightened that her beauty turned pale, and she didn't care to pick up the ponytail on her head and trotted out in a hurry.

Shopkeeper Zhong swallowed his saliva, and at this moment, he completely gave up the thought of wooing her.

"Excuse me, Shopkeeper Zhong."

After he finished writing the poem to persuade people to drink wine and dried the ink, Xu Mucai spread his hands flat and handed it to Shopkeeper Zhong.

"The writing is a bit strange... I can still read it clearly."

"If you don't see it, the water of the Ji River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return. If you don't see it, the mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening..."

Shopkeeper Zhong's squinty eyes suddenly widened, he raised his head in disbelief and looked at Xu Mu in front of him.

"If you are happy in life, you must have all the joy. Don't let the gold bottle stand empty against the moon. I am born with talents that will be useful. I will come back after all the gold is gone."

"It's fun to cook sheep and slaughter cows, and the gods will be drunk for three hundred cups."

"This, this is written by the little boss?"

"Of course, yes." Xu Mu's face was not red and his heart was not beating. In order to promote the bootlegging business, he took great pains.

"This is the best poetry in the world! Isn't it better than those great talents from Shuixie Academy?" Shopkeeper Zhong stood up excitedly.

"Excuse me, Shopkeeper Zhong."

"Okay, easy to talk about."

"Rong asked me one more question, how much money can I make from this daily boat trip?"

"I have a total of eight ships here. I can still get two or three hundred taels per day. My little boss, maybe he also wants to change his career."

"No." Xu Mu calmly took out the banknote, counted three thousand taels, went out, and pushed it in front of shopkeeper Zhong.

Only then did Shopkeeper Zhong realize that he had let the man's instructions slip. How dare he collect cash?

"Little boss, no need for money."

"Business should come and go. Shopkeeper Zhong must not do this."

To be honest, Xu Mu didn't want to owe the man named Hou a favor.

Before shopkeeper Zhong could refuse, Xu Mu had already stood up and led Si Hu outside the boat house.



"Three thousand taels of silver, just give it to me." Under the weeping willows on the lake island, Yuan Tao showed a faint smile.

"I somewhat understand why Xiao Haitang appreciates him so much."

In this huge inner city, Yuan Tao is probably the only one who dares to call the young master of the Chang family Xiao Haitang.

"If you don't see it, the water of Ji River will come up from the sky and rush to the sea never to return."

"What a poem."

"Such a person is only willing to be a small owner of a wine shop. If his pearl is not covered in dust, it is simply a waste of natural resources."

"Little boss, do you dare to ride the wind and waves?"

No one answered him, not even Gu Ying. Only the two naughty orioles were frightened by the sound again. After flapping their wings, they flew dissatisfiedly into the sky and climbed into the sky.