Zhao Xiaolei let go of his legs, and let the little guy pushing the cart squeeze over one by one, but saw that the scene of the hook bar was the beginning!

Zhao Xiaolei watched it for a long time before he knew that this was a serial drama, and he didn't know the previous storyline, nor did he understand the later plot, it was messy and boring, and he said that these five big money were spent in vain.

It's really sad, there are 50 big coins in total, and now there are 5 left......

What's enough?

Okay, if you have wine today and get drunk today, you spent 5 yuan, so take a good look at this hook show, what is this called - minimize losses.

When Zhao Xiaolei paid attention to the babbling on the stage, he found that the singing style on the stage was various, and the charming female number one was actually a man, and ordinary people would not be able to distinguish the appearance, and the kung fu and singing voice were by no means comparable to those men and women in later generations.

Zhao Xiaolei is convinced!

Accompanied by cheers, the applause was thunderous, but when I saw that the horn of Na Dan pulled a high note, the whole track reached a high, tide!

Zhao Xiaolei was breathtaking, the master is in the people! If this is put on the "Avenue of Stars", it will be a proper championship!

The spectators on the bench behind threw the copper plates in their hands onto the stage, and money rained down in an instant.

And the dignitaries in front of them are reserved and let their little servants carry a string of copper coins to reward - it's not too heavy!

Zhao Xiaolei looked interesting, thinking that he had 5 yuan left on him, so he dared to throw it on the stage casually, just laughing and watching the excitement.

But when I saw that Dan smiling and smiling, he left the field, and the audience was fried.

Showing off wealth is always the eternal theme, and suddenly there was some turmoil in the VIP seat in front of him, and Zhao Xiaolei looked from a distance, like a gentleman who took out a piece of silver!

A silver ingot!

Zhao Xiaolei looked at it, the volume was not small, but with his understanding of the financial system of the Southern Song Dynasty, he didn't know how much it was worth, but it was definitely ...... Worth a lot of money!

I saw that the little guy in the goulan took a tray, the plate was lined with gold velvet, and it was so tall when he looked at it, and carefully held the silver ingots on the plate, raising it a little intentionally or unintentionally, and the height was about the height that all the dignitaries and nobles in the field could see clearly......

Accompanied by a clear shout from the little guy in the hook column: "Zhuang Gongzi rewarded Sichuan Wanju pattern silver five taels ......"

Five taels of silver, the silver of the Southern Song Dynasty is expensive, one tael of silver is about 2,500 yuan, five taels of silver, Zhao Xiaolei's arithmetic is not very good, but his intuition believes that this kind of behavior is probably similar to the second generation of the mine who has a mine at home to go to the song hall and throw a plate of money all over the house to make the ladies scream and fight.

But the ingot of silver was taken away by the owner......

Zhao Xiaolei said in his heart, can't you take five or six money strings and throw them all over the house? I can take advantage of the chaos to grab a few coins to solve my urgent need......

That loser didn't do that, and people directly used the visual impact to stimulate you dicks!

Belch...... By the way, that Danjiao is called "Chuan Wanju"!

Good name!

The implication is profound!

Zhao Xiaolei saw that the people in the full hook bar were booing and screaming, and he felt that it was boring to ridicule - he didn't even bring a copper plate to reward, so he was not qualified to follow the coaxing.

Seeing that it was not early, Zhao Xiaolei had no choice but to retreat from the hook bar with a group of people who were coaxing to watch the excitement of eating melons, thinking that he only had five copper plates left, and he would have to be blasted out by the foot shop owner tomorrow......

Zhao Xiaolei went back to the foot shop in a daze, but saw that his room had already occupied three big men with feet, and these three big men were actually military masters, with simple soft armor and battle robes.

Zhao Xiaolei didn't know much about the military rank of the Song Dynasty, and it was estimated that he was a low-level officer, how could a senior officer live in a foot shop of such a level?

Zhao Xiaolei must not have a good impression of these big-foot pickers, glanced at them, nodded and said hello, he had no luggage - the steamed buns in the luggage were pressed into cakes, and the mobile phone without signal was carried with him, and only three chargers were left in the package, no fart, and if he lost it, he lost it.

The service of this foot shop is still good, hot water to wash feet, the bedding and sheets are not clean but not buried, Zhao Xiaolei soaked his feet comfortably, and lay down with his clothes, but he heard the few big men who picked their feet shouting loudly.

"How Zhao Shuai thinks about it, I can't wait!" a man snorted angrily.

"Three days later, Zhao Shuai returned to the court, and we still did a good job of the affairs of the court. Another military master who looked like a clerk said.

"Let's rest, tomorrow when I go to the Privy Council, I will go home comfortably and hug my mother-in-law......" This military master seems to be a head.

"Sister-in-law is looking forward to your eyes being blue, hehehehehe......"

Zhao Xiaolei listened to them and felt that this Zhao Shuai and Bacheng were Zhao Pengfei, and it seemed that they were also low-level officers and heralds.

Zhao Xiaolei was very interested, so he asked like watching the lively people during the day: "Zhao Shuai won a great victory on the front, why did the imperial court recall him?"

But seeing these military masters, they looked at Zhao Xiaolei like ghosts......

"Who loves to fight?" sighed the clerical-looking military master.

"The lost land in the north is to recover, this red land is thousands of miles, starvation is everywhere, how can the imperial court rebuild its homeland?"

"Wu Na, you don't talk about it, hurry up and go to sleep!" the little head looked unkind.

Zhao Xiaolei was robbed, and he had to wash and sleep in a sneering manner.

This night, Zhao Xiaolei didn't sleep well - all kinds of snoring, grinding teeth, farting and talking in dreams, it was worse than death.

……

Nothing to say all night?

I listened to a lot of dream talk all night and snored......

Sure enough, early the next morning, the gang of military masters went on the road early and went to the "Privy Council" to resume their lives.

Zhao Xiaolei also lived up to expectations and was kicked out of the foot shop.

Zhao Xiaolei looked loveless, thinking about taking these five copper plates to buy a broken bowl and begging along the way, maybe he could catch up with the team of the "Zhao Shuai" class teacher returning to the dynasty.

Didn't those military masters say that they would return to the DPRK in three days......

Zhao Xiaolei also figured it out, Candle Dragon, an unreliable guy, wore him to this Lin'an Mansion, that was to let him wait for work, the system calculation was actually accurate, and he was waiting for work, if he was thrown on the way back to the court, if he missed it, the living conditions in the wilderness may not be as good as in the urban area.

Zhao Xiaolei didn't sleep well at all because of the misfortune of these military masters all night, and he always pondered what these people said - "Who loves to fight?"

"The north is thousands of miles away, starving everywhere, how can the imperial court rebuild its homeland?"

This doesn't sound like the feelings of the legendary "Yue Family's Army" in history!

Could it be that this army led by Zhao Pengfei ...... So war-weary?