Song Wen didn't want to give up the green slave. It doesn't matter if she is Master Li or not...... Song Wen didn't want to let the green slave be at the mercy of others like this, and in the future, he would be under the crotch of a powerful man!

Now think about it, the green slave is also the ending of Master Li in the romance...... It was actually Yan Qing, the adopted son of Lu Junyi, who was also from a low background, who eloped away, Song Wen felt that they were not only escaping from Song Huizong and the Liangshan Group, but also cultivating her behind the green slave and arranging for her to approach the emperor's underground forces step by step!

What is the purpose of the proprietor of Zixuan Building? Is it just close to confusing Song Huizong?

What Song Wen didn't know was that the mysterious second proprietor was actually assigned by the real proprietor to return Song Wen's slave status to him! As for his words of wooing, it was naturally just an attempt to completely tie Song Wen to Zixuan Tower......

Now that the issue of the green slave has collapsed, Song Wen has left Zixuan Mansion and separated from the identity of the turtle slave, but it has become easy to obtain!

It will not be difficult to find Zhao Shenyan or Zhou Tong's relationship in the government and settle near Bianliang.

I am not short of money now, and I can even use the money won from the gambling house to buy a small courtyard and really settle down.

But then what?

Just sell alcohol in Bianliang City to make money? Wandering among the children of these eunuchs, and then watching the green slave being sacrificed to Song Huizong, the old immortal waste? Watching the rapid collapse and decline of the Great Song Dynasty, and then fleeing to the south in advance with gold and silver, and following the Southern Song Dynasty to survive?

Song Wen glanced at the old deed of sale and sneered!

Who wants to wait for death with this fallen Bianliang? Lao Tzu still wants to do something big to open the eyes of these rotten old things!

Since Lao Tzu has come to the end of the Song Dynasty, how can he wait to be slaughtered like a pig and a dog like you?

In the early morning of the second day, Song Wen only wore a cloth robe and left Zixuan Tower empty-handed, without saying that he would break up or turn against him...... It's like this teenager is tired of living in this place, just going out for a walk and changing places to live.

Xiaofuzi was left in Zixuan Building by Song Wen, after all, Song Wen could not rest assured that he would not be a green slave and leave a person who knew the roots, in case of any changes, Song Wen could get the news as soon as possible.

This month, the seven green buildings on Wazi Street suddenly changed four old bustards and two stewards, and the source of all this chaos was actually Yan Baihua, the old bustard of Zixuan Building.

Chun Niang became famous as soon as she danced, shaking half of Bianliang City. By now, the business of the remaining six Qinglou on Wazi Street has already plummeted...... The proprietor can tolerate the old bustard's greed for ink, and tolerate these people doing nonsense in the green building to cover the sky with one hand. But there has to be a premise for all this...... That is, you have to make money for the proprietor who is hidden behind the scenes! Make good money!

A dogleg that has lost its value, and any mistake is a capital offense......

In a teahouse room on the corner of Zixuanlou, six housekeeper-like people looked curiously at the young man in cloth clothes who was calm and calm on the opposite side of the tea table...... Unexpectedly, this famous Brother Wen in the Qinglou industry on Wazi Street is actually a thin young man.

Several housekeeper-looking guys looked at each other, and an old man with the oldest and gray sideburns coughed...... "Song family...... Little brother of the Song family, I heard that you have redeemed your slavery in Zixuan Building, it is indeed gratifying! Hehehe...... It's just that his Zixuan Building has passed through the hands of Brother Wen, and has already dominated Wazi Street in Bianliang, which can be regarded as a well-known building, and these are all the credit of Brother Wen! The proprietor of the Li family...... Just used a deed document to send Brother Wen away? ”

Song Wen shook his head and smiled.

The old man continued to provoke: "Brother Wen also seems to be valued at the Four Seas Wine Workshop, but ...... No matter how good the winery business is, where is the Qinglou Chu Pavilion making money every day! If Brother Wen doesn't give up, I'm willing to give up ten times a month......"

The remaining housekeepers stopped doing it when they heard this, and quickly interrupted the old guy's behavior of digging the foot of the wall!

Are you kidding? This damn little turtle boy is so easy to break up with Zixuan Tower, we can also take a breath, and your Jinchi Pavilion is going to offer him up again? What are you going to do with us?

Song Wen smiled slightly and bowed: "Elders, thank you for your love!" But...... The kid actually didn't fall out with Li Dongzhu of Zixuan Building! It's just that some things don't fit in concept...... Today, the kid invited all the elders in charge to come, first, to apologize! In the past few months, Zixuanlou has relied on a little idea of the kid to pull too many guests from Wazi Street over, although the silver is the most gratifying, but it is the long-term way to make money......"

Several stewards should have this diaphragm in their hearts...... When you were a little turtle boy with Zixuanlou, you killed us to steal business? Now that you're in a stalemate, you're going to brag about it?

Song Wen looked around and arched his hand and said: "It's not a secret, the kid still has a lot of ideas in his stomach to attract guests, even if these things are attractive to the orchid dance, the guests will get tired of seeing them!" If you are poor, you will seek change, and the ever-changing scene is the most broad and profound......"

The faces of the stewards were strange, but they still listened attentively to the boastful talk of this legendary little turtle man on Wazi Street......

For a long time, the little turtle had a dry mouth, a dry nose, and sweaty sideburns, picked up the teacup and drank a sip of strong tea, and couldn't help complaining that the tea was too astringent......

An old steward looked at his companion, who was also inexplicable and a little shocked, and said to Song Wen: "Little brother Song...... You just was, this is giving us an idea for a few green houses?"

Song Wen smiled: "That's right!"

Several stewards looked at each other...... The old man frowned and asked, "Then, what about Little Brother Song...... What are you drawing?"

Song Wen was about to take a bite of a fruit, but when he heard this, he looked at the old man in a daze and asked, "Of course it's money!" Or I'm sick? I'll find a way to sell wine, okay?"

Several old stewards turned red, and they all said yes...... NND, little bunny!

With a bang, the carved wooden door of the private room was pushed open by a man, who was wearing a blue Nansi scribe's robe with a ribbon around his waist and a cyan jade pendant, and just like that, Shi Shiran walked in.

Some of the stewards showed a hint of strangeness, while others looked respectful, but the six stewards all stood up and bowed respectfully...... "I've seen the king!" ”

"Song Wen of Zixuan Tower? Sure enough, it's a handsome young man...... Hehe...... Do you know that the girls of the six Qinglou families left on Wazi Street want to hook up with you in their dreams! Hahaha......"

A middle-aged steward respectfully gave up his chair and invited the proprietor to take a seat, and then introduced to Song Wen: "This is the young proprietor of the Wang family of the drunken Yin Building, and he should be the king of Tianfu...... Can Little Brother Song know?"

"Oh, it turned out to be the Ying Tianfu royal family! I don't know. ”

The proprietor surnamed Wang was stunned for a moment and laughed: "Interesting, my name is Wang Zhiwei!" Wen Chengwu doesn't like to drink and enjoy flowers and games in the world...... These days in Bianliang Wazi Street, your Brother Wen'er's name is like thunder, you just imagined ...... I actually want to pinch the seven green buildings on Wazi Street together, but do you know that the proprietors of these seven green buildings are all kinds of powerful descendants, including the palace servants and the wealthy merchants in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wealthy families in the north! Do you think this is feasible? ”

Song Wen pursed his lips: "How is the proprietor...... What's the matter with Guan Qinglou? The Qinglou is opened to make money, the slaves are to eat, and the sister is to get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible! Proprietor ...... If it's not to make money, what is the proprietor doing in such a business? As long as there is money to be made, what does the head of the East Qinglou do business? ”

Wang Zhiwei was stunned for a long time, and suddenly slapped his thigh...... "Ah!" As long as they can make money, it doesn't matter what they do! ”