The three major gambling houses in Jinling City suddenly all showed their handicaps, betting on who would lose and who would win tomorrow's Song Jinwen meeting.

Although everyone says that there is no first and no second, it is still clear who wins and who loses in the cultural fights on both sides, and the participants on both sides have also been fried, and everyone actually hung up a sign, and the strength curve is indicated by a clear hexagon.

Poetry, couplets, rhythm, quick wit, arithmetic and calligraphy, these six categories are matched with the famous brands of various talents of the Song and Jin dynasties, but they attracted a large number of onlookers for a while.

At this moment, the shopkeepers of the three major gambling houses are all sitting together, in front of them is the Xu family's big shopkeeper in the capital, and next to the big shopkeeper is sitting Song Beiyun.

"Well, that's the thing, now it depends on which one has higher odds, the three of you don't want to be all the same, how many odds need to be different, and you need to attack each other. There is only one day, and it must be fast, so fast that they don't have time to think about it. ”

"But the second owner." The big shopkeeper said with some embarrassment: "No one is sure about this now, how to explain to the owner if you lose it?" ”

Song Beiyun is the second shareholder in the Xu family in addition to Xu Li, the Xu family is different from the Jin family, the Jin family is an old noble, and the family is huge. And the Xu family is on the side of the Qing Dynasty, becoming half of the "red-top businessman", the old man of the Xu family is a proper rich generation, at the beginning it is said that he was a boat on the dock, and now the old man is not in good health, Xu Li has taken over the banner one after another, so this rich second generation is now the big owner of the Xu family group.

"Tell the, can I make it lose?" Song Beiyun slapped the table: "You question me?" ”

"Don't dare to ......" The big shopkeeper knew the perverse temper of the two owners, and even said that he didn't dare: "At this time, you need to inform the big owner." ”

"When you know, the daylilies are cold, and I will take all the responsibility. You just do it, and I'll cover all the losses. Song Beiyun got up: "Remember, the handicap must be big, the confidence must be sufficient, and the publicity must be good." Move it! ”

Several of the shopkeepers have the guarantee of the Xu family, so naturally there is nothing to worry about, and Song Beiyun took advantage of the fact that it was still early, and after he walked out of the Chamber of Commerce, he went straight to the old lady's house.

"Senior brother, what's wrong? Come today. ”

"You didn't salivate and flip through the book, did you?"

"That can't be." The old lady doctor hurriedly waved his hand: "Even if it is circulated to the disciples, it is pasted with glutinous rice paper and I am personally present, such a treasure of the master." ”

"Hey, it's in your mouth, and you'll be a teacher." Song Beiyun glanced at him: "The old treacherous and cunning." ”

The old imperial doctor smiled embarrassedly, and Song Beiyun naturally didn't bother to bother with these things, this thing itself should belong to all mankind, Song Beiyun never intended to hide this kind of thing, but he came this time for a different purpose.

"Senior brother."

"Ugh."

After Song Beiyun sat down, he thought about it, rubbed his hands and smiled: "What about your grandson?" ”

"My grandson? It's in the back hall. The old imperial doctor blinked: "I am preparing for the Spring Festival." ”

"Perfect!" Song Beiyun snapped his fingers: "Can I borrow him tomorrow?" ”

"Lend him?" The old imperial doctor was a little confused: "What does the senior brother want?" ”

What is the intention? Turtle tortoise, who is that? That's Yan Shu, not to mention this era, that is, looking at the entire Song Dynasty and even the entire history of East Asia, Yan Shu's cultural status is definitely no problem in the top 20, it may be controversial but it doesn't matter, a little hard work to enter the top ten, and with a little oil, you may be able to enter the top five.

This is an Imperial Destroyer, a standard hexagonal warrior! This good guy, Tang poetry and Song Ci have been famous since ancient times, and the person who really created the aura of Song Ci is this Yan family Dashao, who are the three King Kongs under his hands? Fan Zhongyan, Wang Anshi and Ouyang Xiu, listening to this name, it was like thunder.

This guy has written more than 10,000 words in his life, and he has become the prime minister in regular history, although at this point in time, because of the relationship between war and political chaos, he was not able to become a prodigy at the age of fourteen, but his talent will decline because of this?

In the "History of the Song Dynasty", it is said that he "has beautiful articles, endless applications, especially poetry, leisure and elegance".

But it's said that this guy is also a lazy and hard-working person.,Playfulness is definitely playful.,I don't know if I'm lustful.,After all, I haven't been in contact with it.。

"I see."

After listening to Song Beiyun's narration, the old imperial doctor nodded and said, "Since this is the case, then I will go to find him." ”

After a while, the next person brought a slender and handsome young man to the front of the hall, Song Beiyun looked him up and down, although it was a little different from Yan Shu in his mind, but he could still roughly see the appearance of a little talent, especially those eyes, although he frowned in front of his grandfather, but his eyes were full of vigor between turns.

"Call someone." The old imperial doctor instructed: "This is my junior brother, you call me uncle." ”

Yan Shu glanced up at Song Beiyun slightly, inadvertently showing a disdainful expression, but he still said honestly: "Uncle and grandpa." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare, let's talk about it, you call me grandpa, I call you brother. You're two or three years older than me. ”

According to the grade, Yan Shu happens to be twenty this year, which is older than the eighteen-year-old Song Beiyun, so he looks slightly more mature.

"Senior brother, you are talking like this...... Where will you put me? Oh, I call you junior brother, you call my grandson brother? Doesn't this mess up the routine? ”

"Oops, yes......" Song Beiyun waved his hand impatiently: "You hurry up and play the five poultry plays, I'll take your grandson out first." ”

The old imperial doctor pursed his lips and no longer bothered with him, but as soon as he turned around, he suddenly called out to Song Beiyun: "Senior brother, you come." Senior brother has something to say to you, grandson, you are waiting outside. ”

Song Beiyun followed the old imperial doctor to the side with curiosity on his face: "What's wrong with senior brother?" ”

"I heard you're going to meet the Empress Dowager?"

"Probably, what's wrong?"

The old imperial doctor took a deep breath: "There are two things you have to remember. ”

"Senior brother, ...... you say?"

Song Beiyun couldn't help but get nervous, after all, it involves royal things, and it's not okay to be careful, after all, there are still a lot of rules and regulations here.

"First of all, the Empress Dowager is the biological mother of King Fu, but King Fu was raised by Mrs. Han back then, which is taboo and cannot be mentioned. Mrs. Han has been deceased for more than 30 years, but she has always been a thorn in the heart of the Queen Mother, and King Fu only recognizes Mrs. Han as the queen mother in his heart. Second......"

The old imperial doctor looked around, leaned into Song Beiyun's ear and whispered, "Today's saint is a mule." ”

"Hold the grass!" Song Beiyun jumped back: "Are you serious?" ”

"Then what the fuck can you fake?" The old imperial doctor narrowed his eyes: "It should be caused by a young fall from a horse." ”

"But does it mean that the queen has it?" Song Beiyun's eyes lit up: "Holding grass, is it so exciting?" ”

"So I specially remind my junior brother, if you see something, you can't say it! Remember, don't speak. ”

"I'm so fucking scared."

"I'm only fucking scared ......" The old imperial doctor took a deep breath: "I can't sleep peacefully now, if this gets out, guess what?" ”

"Don't guess." Song Beiyun waved his hand and said, "This is too exciting." ”

"When did you find out?" Song Beiyun squatted on the ground and lowered his voice extremely low: "Didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"I've always known that." The old imperial doctor also lowered his voice: "It's not good to talk nonsense. ”

"Oops......"

Song Beiyun scratched his ears and cheeks: "This royal is too exciting, too exciting." ”

"What's even more exciting is that Princess Ruibao is not the daughter of King Fu, but the King of Thailand." The old imperial doctor said in a chattering voice: "The king of Thailand is involved in the rebellion...... was demoted to the common people, and in order not to affect his daughter, he passed the child to King Fu. ”

"King of Thailand...... Isn't a tall and skinny one. Song Beiyun pointed to his cheeks: "This has a black hair mole?" ”

"Seen?" The old imperial doctor was stunned: "Oh...... Yes, yes, you often go in and out of King Fu's house. The King of Thailand is the son of Mrs. Korea, and the two are like brothers. ”

Song Beiyun touched his chin: "No wonder he is so concerned about Jin Ling'er's affairs, no wonder, no wonder...... How did Mrs. Korea die? ”

"The ...... poisoned by the Empress Dowager" The old imperial doctor began to suppress his throat again: "I personally tested it back then, and I didn't dare to say it." Don't say it, if you do, King Fu will die on the spot. ”

"Is this royal fucked up?"

"What's more...... Emperor Taizong's heirs are not a single heir, and the rebellion at that time was to create Emperor Taizong's lineage, just ......" The old imperial doctor waved his hand: "Don't mention these things again, you be careful yourself, and accompany the king like a tiger." The master now depends on you, junior brother, don't die. ”

Song Beiyun scratched his face: "I'm a little fucking panicked." ”

"Trembling, walking on thin ice." The old imperial doctor sighed and said, "Over the years, senior brother and I have come here like this. ”

Walking out of the house, Song Beiyun's brain was still like a mess of paste. Several pieces of information have been circling in my mind, the first of which is that King Fu and the Empress Dowager do not have any feelings, but they are mother and son. And then there's Zhao Xing, who is a mule......

As for Jin Ling'er, he had known about it for a long time, but he didn't know that she would be his uncle's daughter, but compared to Zhao Xing being a mule, it could only be said to be tasteless.

Zhao Xing is a mule!

So who made the queen's belly bigger? The fun here is great, just this one thing is enough to make the entire Wang family cut off from now on, but at the same time, the Great Song Dynasty is estimated to enter the storm in advance.

Well...... After weighing it repeatedly, Song Beiyun decided to suppress this matter for the time being, and if he had the opportunity to see Zhao Xuan for himself, whether he was a mule as his senior brother said.

"Uncle Tong, I've been waiting for a long time." Song Beiyun walked out of the gate, his face changed, and he became full of smiles: "When we meet for the first time, my uncle and grandfather have nothing to give you." ”

After speaking, Song Beiyun took out a 10,000 yuan Xu family promissory note and stuffed it into Yan Shu's hand: "Take it to buy some food and drink, just as the New Year's money that your uncle and grandfather have saved for you over the years." ”

Yan Shu was stunned, looked down at the promissory note stamped with the big seal of the Xu family in his hand, looked at Song Beiyun in a daze, and then his face immediately bloomed: "Uncle and grandpa, where are we going?" ”

"You're a chameleon."