Chapter XXXVII: The First Bucket of Silver

Presumably, the prefect was very satisfied with the grand occasion today, and when he saw Yang Bo, he stepped forward to help him up, and after reading the account book, the prefect was even more relieved, and Yang Bo had a little solicitation between the words, Yang Bozhi was not here, and simply refused.

The status of this worldly businessman is still not high, so Yang Bo rejected his kindness, and the prefect was only slightly disappointed, whether you have a good chest or a lot of wit, what else can you do without me supporting you? Regarding Yang Bo's rat eyes, he had a few words in his heart.

The prefect was happy for no reason, in just one day, Yang Bo had created one-third of the wealth he promised, and Yang Bo's activity plan was to hold it for ten consecutive days!

"Nine days to go!" The prefect felt that his bones were a few taels lighter, if it weren't for the scruples and majesty, he would have wanted to laugh a few times into the sky, he didn't need any capital, he didn't have to bear any responsibility, and the silver came like this......

Of course, this is one of Yang Bo's psychological means, first give you a relatively simple promise, and when you find that his promise far exceeds expectations, anyone will have a sense of satisfaction earned, so he turned a blind eye to Yang Bo's small rude behavior, as if he didn't see it.

Yang Bo rubbed his numb knees, and greeted the ancestors of the prefect again in his heart, if this plague god came a few more times, Yang Bo wanted to say to him: "Please accept my kneecaps and beg, Lao Tzu will not come up!" ”

The night outside darkened, the crowd gradually dispersed, and some gamblers lingered in the gambling area, and they could only go back after being intimidated by the family.

Back at the inn, Yang Bo first went to visit Qian Xiucai, who was paralyzed on the bed, his wound had been covered with herbs, and he was awake, but there were two cloudy old tears hanging in his eyes......

Early the next morning, when Yang Bo came to the darkroom, he saw those family members whispering something around the house?

"It's lively!"

Yang Bo hurried over

It turned out that after Lord Yan returned home last night, his surname was full of fun, and he summoned a few Peugeot Qingqi people, and a few, the sea and the sky, and the feast was set up all night. The man spoke vividly, and Yang Bo was stunned when he heard it on the side.

This guy described the details of the old man's bed quite explicitly, and finally made a poem as proof: "On the moon of the gauze cupboard, and the fragrant shoulders hooked into the room, I don't care about the sideburns, the red silk is rolled over the waves, the flowers are hard to help the butterfly bee crazy, and Ye Lianzhi pays and Lang, call the boss!" Hugh wants to stop, the mandarin duck pillow is even more upside down......"

Yang Bo listened to the drooling on the side, he didn't know that the atmosphere at the end of the Ming Dynasty was so open, could this kind of silver poetry wave song be spread in public? Yang Bo suddenly found himself beginning to like this era a little.

Unexpectedly, another obscene family came again, a more revealing song

"In front of the shallow wine people, the nephrite lamp hugs, and there is always affection when looking back into the embrace. The pain was painful, and he pushed Lang lightly, and gradually heard the trembling sound, and the slight shock surged. Try and change the longitudinal, there is no seam, this time the flavor is upside down, moving, arms together, lips together, tongues playing with each other......"

"It's so wet, it's so wet...... and there was a burst of cheers around it.

The obscene guy with a lewd face was encouraged, and even brightened the things at the bottom of the box, first of all, what is the song: "The two love is strong, and the battle is fierce in the gold account......"

Another song: "The body moves, the buttocks are upside down, and the sour ...... is unconscious for a while"

Rao is Yang Bo, who has the memory of later generations, is also a little unbearable, he has an urge to run out immediately and masturbate, "I'm hasty, these are really ** talents?" ”

The prefect is in high spirits every night, Yang Bo is holding the silver ticket to sleep peacefully, with Yang Bo transcribing the silver words and songs gradually increasing, gambling activities have also come to an end, according to the responsible supervisor of the yamen statistics, the gambling caused 15 fires, children lost eight, two kidnappers were arrested, more than 80 people reported theft, as for the fights, molesting the good family is countless......

But all this has nothing to do with Yang Bo and them, just when Steward Li was looking for Yang Bo everywhere, several carriages were leisurely walking on the official road to Qingzhou Mansion.

"Priest, do you regret that you only invested five hundred taels of silver this time?" Yang Bo looked at Bi Fangji, who was sitting across from him, who was looking at him with a smile

"No, in my distant homeland, where there is a saying--- God has prepared a low branch for every stupid bird, and since I have found mine, what can I regret?" Bi Fangji spread his hands, "Actually, what I'm most curious about is, how much did you get in the end?" ”

Yang Bo smiled and stretched out two fingers, Bi Fangji couldn't help but make a cross, and muttered, "Oh, my God...... Two thousand? ”

"Ahem, my priest, it seems that your imagination is still not enough......" Yang Bo shook his head like a rattle.

"Oh my God?" Bi Francis stood up, his head hitting the roof of the car

"To be exact, it's 21,659 taels, of course, there are some small amounts of money that don't need to be remembered," Yang Bo said heroically.

"I think I'm looking forward to this trip to Shandong even more......"

Bi Fangji was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses: "The means of turning your hands into clouds and covering your hands for rain are really amazing!" I have to apologize to you, I have been holding on to ...... Insist that you are a person who does not learn anything."

Yang Bo's rare old face turned red, and he quickly changed the topic: "Priest, I don't know yet, what kind of immortal are we visiting now?" ”

"May God forgive"

Bi Fangji drew another cross before saying, "What we went to visit is Lord Xu's close friend, Qingzhou prefect Chen Jin Chen Yingzhi's ......"

"Why bother?" Yang Bo was a little dissatisfied and said: "I just want to donate a general flag and a hundred households, as long as I spend a little silver."

Bi Fangji smiled and said nothing, Yang Bo's heart moved, I'm afraid Bi Fangji didn't want to underestimate his ability, and this foreigner also wanted to prove the influence of his church? After thinking about this, he didn't say more.

"Leisurely?" Bi Fangji pondered for a long time, and then asked: "I heard that Lord Yan's reputation has always been bad, and they all say that this person is greedy and deceitful, and he is not afraid to seek skin with the tiger this time, isn't he afraid of ......?"

Yang Bo's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, and he disappeared in an instant, and he said righteously: "Lord Yan is kind and generous, and he is righteous and squandering money, presumably what the priest heard is just some false rumors."

Seeing Bi Fangji's distrustful gaze, Yang Bo smiled awkwardly: "The priest should know that the officialdom structure of Huai'an Mansion is very special, the Yamen of the Governor of Caoyun and the Yamen of the Governor of Fengyang are all here. You must know that the IOUs I sent to many shops were in the name of Lord Yan......"

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