Chapter 86: Spring Poetry Gathering (Part II)

After Song Zheng entered the small courtyard, he didn't find half a figure, and he didn't even close the door. After entering the back room, the room was in a mess, not only the beds were not made, but many furnishings were also messy. It seems that Yao Changqing was flustered after learning the news this morning, and he didn't have the heart to clean up the house.

Song Zheng carefully looked at the furnishings in a room. The place next to the south window is a large bed, and it is also the place where Yao Changqing and He Enze slept last night. There is a square table and a few log stools in front of the bed, and wet marks can still be faintly seen on the ground, which are the remains of last night's "battle". Leaning against the east wall was a row of bookshelves with forty or fifty books.

As a former thief, Song Zheng was extremely experienced in finding things, and he rummaged through the messy bed and found nothing. Under the bed was a wooden box, unlocked, and there was nothing in it except for a few pieces of clothing. It seems that this is just a temporary shelter, and there are not many daily necessities. Song Zheng flipped through those books again, all of which were common "Book of Songs" and "Analects" and the like. However, Song Zheng found a piece of paper in a book called "Jingxue Li Cave" (written by Zhang Zai of the Northern Song Dynasty). There is a poem on the paper called "Willow Sigh". The style is elegant and the style is good. Song Zheng wrote down the poem and put it back in its place.

The poem prepared by Yao Changqing has been found, but what about the account book? Song Zheng looked at the wall carefully, and couldn't see anything like a dark grid. The bed, the table, and the bookshelves, were all solid wood, and there was no sound of air, and it was impossible to hide inside. So where exactly?

Song Zheng set his eyes on the ground. He looked at the green bricks underground, especially the gaps between the bricks. If the ledger is hidden under the bricks, the soil between the brick joints is slightly different because the bricks need to be uncovered when the ledger is retrieved. Song Zheng looked at it carefully, but found nothing. Hey, this is strange, didn't Yao Changqing put the account book here? Song Zheng patted his head, this house is not only this east room, but also the main hall and the west house. So, he searched the main hall and the Westinghouse. These two rooms are less furnished and very easy to observe. Song Zheng was in the corner of the West House, and finally saw a slightly bulging blue brick. The soil in the brick joints is also softer and finer, unlike the soil in other brick joints.

Song Zheng took out the dagger and pried the green brick up. Below is an iron box, it seems that Yao Changqing thought more thoughtfully, afraid that the contents inside would be bitten by mice, so he didn't use an ordinary wooden box. Even so, Song Zheng didn't dare to be careless, he took a small step back, stretched out his hand and gently pried the iron box with a short sword. Luckily, there are no mechanisms.

Song Zheng took out the box and observed it backwards, left, and back, but didn't see anything unusual. So, he raised the box above his head with his left hand, and pried the lid with his short sword with his right hand. The reason why this is so is because, if a flying needle or something is shot out of the box, it must be fired upward, and Song Zheng doesn't want to take a needle for no reason. When the lid was pried open, nothing popped out. Let Song Zheng secretly sigh that he is a thief, he was used to all kinds of delicate mechanisms in his previous life, and he still maintains a cautious habit in this life, which is a good thing.

After opening the iron box, a booklet that was almost half the size of a normal book appeared in front of me. Song Zheng flipped through the booklet, and it contained all kinds of accounts. The most ridiculous thing is that each item of this account is divided into two parts: fiction and reality. For example, in last year's Spring Outing Poetry Race, in the expenditure of hiring a boat, after the word "virtual", it was written nine taels, and after the word "real", it was six taels. In other words, for this alone, Yao Changqing gave three taels of silver. In the end, the "imaginary" part had a surplus of more than 300 taels of silver, while the "real" part had a surplus of more than 1,400 taels. Compared with the two, there were 1,100 taels of silver that Yao Changqing picked up. This account is broadly similar to the situation estimated by Belle. From this point of view, this Xiaobei is really a talent.

In addition to the account books, Song Zheng also found several deposit tickets in the box, which were the deposit notes of the largest money bank in Mizhou, the He family's "Huibao Money Village", and the silver on these deposit tickets was exactly 1,100 taels.

The deposit ticket of the Great Qi Dynasty did not implement any "real-name system", but was exchanged with tickets. This type of deposit is attached to the ticket stub and stamped with several stamps. When people go to the bank to deposit their money, the people of the bank fill in the number and stamp the amount to prevent tampering. The ticket is then torn off, and part of the several riding stamps is left on the ticket and the other part is left on the ticket stub. When withdrawing money, a pair of ticket stubs are checked, the integrity of the riding seal is verified, and then the silver is exchanged.

Song Zheng was not polite, and immediately put the deposit ticket and account book in his arms, and then put the box back in its original place and restored it to its original state. With such a large sum of money, Song Zheng was naturally in a very good mood. He walked quickly through the three rooms, leaving no trace, and then evacuated the courtyard. This guy moved very fast, and when he came out of the small courtyard, it took only a quarter of an hour before and after.

Ming'er was still waiting behind the tree, and Song Zheng nodded to her, and quickly retreated along the remote route. Song Zheng did not go directly to the "poetry platform", but returned to the Song house. He called Xiao Da and Chi Zhiming over, handed over the deposit tickets to them, and asked them to hurry to He's money bank, withdraw the cash, and then transport it outside the city. It is best to go to the inn in Yaojia Town, east of the city, and stay for two days. Song Zheng instructed them to change their usual attire and not let people follow them, and two days later, Song Zheng would send someone to find them. Of course, Song Zheng promised them that after the matter was completed, he would give everyone fifty taels of silver. The two have benefits to take, plus they have a good relationship with Song Zheng. I immediately went to prepare happily.

After everything was in order, it was already afternoon, Song Zheng asked Ming'er to write the poem "Willow Sigh" on a note, then changed into clean clothes, and came to the "poetry platform" easily.

At this time, nearly 1,000 people gathered around the small lake, mainly young scholars, and there were also 1,200 middle-aged and elderly people watching the excitement. There are also hundreds of young ladies from wealthy families, accompanied by family members or subordinates, gathered together, pointing and chatting at those young scholars from time to time. And the scholars were even more excited, talking about their views on poetry and learning, but their eyes looked at the girls from time to time, in order to win the favor of the beauties.

Song Zheng saw Lu Hong in the crowd, and the group of boys he led were much bolder, blatantly judging the young ladies, and laughing from time to time. The ladies ignored them except to glare at them fiercely. And the scholars were almost angry at the bold behavior of this group of boys, but unfortunately they dared not speak out. I just kept sighing, I don't know if I really sighed at the vulgarity of these people, or I was jealous of the blatantness of these people.

Song Zheng stepped forward slowly, and when Lu Hong and the others saw Song Zheng coming, they all became honest, and the commotion immediately quieted down. They didn't want to annoy the little teacher, not to mention anything else, the punishment of running five laps around the training ground at every turn was enough for them. As soon as the voices of the group of boys stopped, they immediately attracted the attention of many people. Especially those rich daughters, they turned their eyes on it in unison.

"Who is that young man, why didn't they even dare to make a sound when he came to Lu Hong?"

"I don't know, it seems that these martial artists are afraid of him."

"That's Song Xiaolang! Don't you see? Ming'er, who went to school in our women's hospital, followed him! ”

"Song Xiaolang, is that the one who used the trick to get rid of the Iron Dragon Gang? Some people say that he is two feet tall, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, I thought he was a big man, but it turned out to be a beautiful son! ”

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Finally, a woman said: "This Song Xiaolang is so handsome, I don't know if you are married?" ”

As soon as this sentence came out, it naturally caused all the ladies to laugh together, and the flowers and branches trembled for a while, which seemed quite lively. I don't know who boldly shouted "Song Xiaolang", followed by a burst of crisp laughter.

Song Zheng's thief's eyes swept through the girls' group from afar, and he didn't find the goods that brought disaster to the country and the people, so he didn't look over there anymore. At this time, when he heard the shout, he turned his head, smiled and arched his hand, and held it very chicly. There were a lot of blushing girls in the group, so they quickly lowered their heads.

Song Zheng turned his head and saw that Ming'er's face was obviously indignant, so he laughed in a low voice: "These people are far worse than our Ming'er." Ming'er immediately blushed and argued softly: "Who belongs to your family." Still, the tone was so weak. (Ask for a collection, hit me with flowers, and bricks are OK)