"Uncle and grandpa are talking about Jin Guo, He Huan, He Yinqing."

Song Beiyun turned his head: "Acquaintance? ”

Yan Shu shook a dog's tail grass in his hand, and a cynical smile pulled out at the corner of his mouth: "It's just a defeat." Just him? Another hundred years of cultivation will be almost the same. Fourteen years old lost to me, fifteen years old disagreed to make a comeback, seventeen years old lost three times in a row, now I'm afraid it's coming again, I don't know if this person is a competition or that Longyang good, I think I have a clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes to look at me. ”

"So crazy?"

"Uncle and grandfather, it's not crazy, just like uncle and grandpa, your name is like thunder, although the words are not very good, but it is indeed a good hand in governing the country, if you change me, it will not work." Yan Shu was not polite at all: "In short, that's it." ”

Song Beiyun was silent for a while, and then suddenly laughed: "You dogs who write sour and rotten articles spill dog blood in the wind all day long. Boy, do you know your family is so crazy? ”

Yan Shu rolled his eyes, after all, the father of the gold lord is not easy to argue, after all, he has obviously said some good things to the kid in front of him, and he actually said crazy words, who is crazy?

"Okay, you think you're proficient in everything, don't you? Come on, come on, today my uncle and grandfather will educate you well. ”

Song Beiyun didn't expect that the person who opened the door of the Northern Song Dynasty culture recorded in the history books would be like this when he was young, and he had never seen it in others so far.

But it's normal, the hexagonal warrior in the Northern Song Dynasty literary circle, the ancestor-level figure who likes to work and dislikes, and the only one in the Northern Song Dynasty who is in a high position but good at the beginning and the end, these halos are superimposed on each other It can indeed be seen that Yan Shu is not an old-fashioned reader as he imagined, this guy ...... It must be a treacherous thing.

But if you want to say whether he is talented or not, it must be a talented person, but is Song Beiyun enough to educate him? Naturally, it is enough, because the current Yan Shu is not facing Song Beiyun, but Xin Qiji, Ouyang Xiu, Zhou Bangyan, Wu Wenying, Liu Yong, Qin Guan, Lu You, Li Qingzhao, Su Dongpo, including his own son Yan Jidao.

How can I say this thing, no matter how talented he is, he can't resist that person's famous song. From asking when the bright moon in the blue sky was to getting drunk and startling this shoal of gulls and herons, who wouldn't be angry, just copy the poem, anyway, he is not a good thing for a decent man and a gentleman.

A glass of wine and a word, a meal and a wine poem of 3,000, Song Beiyun sprayed other people's famous songs as if playing: "Come on, you pick me up, the shadow becomes three people, pick it up!" ”

Yan Shu sat there, cold sweat streaming down, glanced at the words written with water on the table, and couldn't catch it between three breaths, Song Beiyun would wipe it off with his hands, and then replace it with a new one.

"Crazy, crazy for your grandfather again. Pick it up, it's empty three, and it's in the morning and twilight, you take it. Song Beiyun ate a large piece of meat, wrote another poem on the table with his fingers, and his posture was wild: "Life is like a dream, and one is still a river." Pick up, pick it up! The fourth song, can you hey my brother? Are you still talented? Are you still crazy? Okay, what are you good at? Butterflies love flowers, right? ”

Song Beiyun slapped the table: "Shopkeeper, take pen and ink, ask for the best!" Money is not a thing. ”

This voice attracted the surrounding diners, and Song Beiyun pointed to Yan Shu's nose: "Boy, grandpa, my low-key doesn't mean that you can be crazy, isn't it just a butterfly love flower." ”

Soon the pen and paper were brought up, and Song Beiyun rested on the stool with one foot: "Come on, come on, is your song going up to the tall building alone and looking at the end of the world?" Okay, okay, I'll pick you up one song. You are sorrowful and weeping, and you will be leaning on the dangerous building in the wind, you know where the mountains and rivers are, and you will be haggard for Yi, okay? ”

The golden Song style is already atmospheric, and Song Beiyun's posture is also bold, and he writes a "no regrets in the end when the clothes belt is gradually widened" in the font of this knife and axe, which is also a bit of taste.

Yan Shu looked at the poem, opened his mouth and wanted to say it badly, but he really couldn't find anything wrong, but he was not convinced, he sat there humming and panting, his face was red, and he took a sip of wine into his mouth.

"Come, shopkeeper, I've got you." Song Beiyun shook the piece of paper casually, and then said to Yan Shu: "Come on, show off." No, don't use butterfly love flowers, how about using Linjiang immortals? The green mountains are still there, how many times is the sunset red or not? ”

Yan Shu snorted, and was embarrassed to leave with his sleeves gone, so he could only sit there motionless, his face flushed with shame.

"Uncle Tong, you are still young." Song Beiyun patted him on the shoulder and muttered with a little drunkenness: "The road ahead is still long, young people can be crazy, but don't look at no one, you look at my uncle and grandfather, I'm very low-key." You young people, you just don't know how to converge, you don't know the truth that there are people outside the sky, you say that your uncle's words are not good, so now you can get some better words than your uncle's? ”

How is it possible, Yan Shu is a human being, not an immortal, Song Beiyun made a famous song for one person, and the essence of the Song Dynasty is here, and one person's strength is not even thought of contending.

Convincing? How can such a talented person be convinced, but is there a way? Of course, there is no way, especially Song Beiyun is still younger than him, but this mouthful of a grandfather calls himself a grandfather, which makes Yan Shu uncomfortable.

"Then why didn't you go to face the envoys of the Jin Kingdom? Do you have to go? ”

Song Beiyun sat down, picked up a piece of mutton and ate it, drank a big sip of rice wine, wiped his mouth and raised his neck: "Isn't that bullying the small with the big?" ”

Yan Shu turned his head away from him, this person was more or less embarrassed......

"When the data comes out, you will get at least another 10,000 if you win."

"! I'll do it!! Yan Shu immediately turned around: "What time is tomorrow?" ”

"...... You look like a bit of a big family, okay? Greedy for money to this point? The family doesn't give money? ”

Yan Shu was silent for a moment and sighed lightly: "Who doesn't love money, the family has been a little ruined in the past few years, and it's always good to have more money." ”

"But let's say it first, if there are many people who buy Da Song and lose, you can play, otherwise you won't have any money."

After Yan Shu's eyes wandered for a while, a smile appeared on his face: "It will definitely be more to buy Da Song." ”

"Oh? How do you think so? ”

"The students who go here in the Great Song Dynasty are all rabble, what Luzhou talents, what Zhangzhou talents......" Speaking of this, Yan Shu snorted and laughed: "It's just literacy." ”

It's too much...... This man is excessive. Beipo is also a person who can recite poetry, how did he become literate when he arrived at Yan Shu?

"Wen Shenggong's grandson will also be here."

"One straw bale." Yan Shu smiled disappreciably: "Uncle...... I won't call you grandpa anymore, it sounds a little disgusting to call it, so I'll call you Beiyun in private. ”

"It's all up to you, I'm younger than you anyway." Song Beiyun nodded and said, "It's better than you." ”

Yan Shu pursed his lips and wanted to scold, but in the end he held back: "The grandson of the Wen Shenggong family is a fool who can't even read a word, and he seems to think that he is really the first talent in Jinling, but he is just a waste who does not distinguish between mediocre people." ”

"Alright, don't beep it." Song Beiyun got up: "I'll take you to the casino and let you see what the real gambling is like." ”

Hearing this, Yan Shu was quite curious, and he asked with a smile, "Are you familiar with that casino?" ”

Song Beiyun didn't answer, just got up with a smile and took him away, and when he heard that the shopkeeper in the casino was called Song Beiyun's second owner, Yan Shu knew why this guy was so rich.

"Casinos are all public, but the operation and maintenance are all operated and maintained by several major firms." Song Beiyun walked to the back hall with Yan Shu: "This time I will take you to see how this opening market is opened." ”

The two bypassed the heavy guards and came to the backyard of the casino, and after entering, they walked into the big mansion, and saw that there were hundreds of people in it who were buried in their work, the abacus crackled, and someone kept running back and forth with a bunch of bamboo slips.

"The odds are being counted here." Song Beiyun pointed to the busy scene in the casino: "Every 100 yuan of the amount of bets outside will be passed to the inner hall, and the inner hall will adjust the odds according to the specific sole proprietorship." Do you think betting is all about who wins and loses? Not really. ”

Song Beiyun walked to a piece of paper in front of him and patted it with his hand: "Jin Guo answered a few questions and came up with a few questions. Da Song answered a few questions and came up with a few questions. Jin Guo wrote a few poems, and the Great Song Dynasty produced a few poems. Even what is the word card of each word in the two countries, it is necessary to play here. ”

After Yan Shu read it, he was very excited: "If I go, I can operate?" If so, how much? ”

"Did you guess it all?" Song Beiyun pointed to the odds above: "The odds accumulate and double again." It's about four hundred and forty-seven times, and it's doubled. Nearly a thousand times, always go in a thousand times, go out 10,000 times, go out 10 million times. ”

"How much can I take?" Yan Shu narrowed his eyes: "No, I expect to make money on the gambling board, this kind of money can be made and spent, I just want to know how this is divided?" If I kill them all, how much will I reap? ”

"One hundred." Song Beiyun said with a smile: "One hundred of this profit is yours." ”

Yan Shu stood there and roughly calculated, and then clapped his hands: "Yes!" ”

One percent, sounds less. But this expedited handicap can earn more than one million yuan, or even more, and judging from the data seen now, Yan Shu calculated that if these gambling dogs are killed, they can make a profit of nearly two million yuan, then one hundred is 20,000 yuan, and there will be a more exciting real-time market tomorrow, and then another game will be killed......

"No less than 30,000 times, right?" Song Beiyun leaned into Yan Shu's ear and whispered, "Are you moved?" ”

Yan Shu didn't answer, just gently rolled up his sleeves, and a smile appeared on his face.