A letter of silver with white flowers, plus an ancient jade jade pendant, a Nanmu folding fan and an invitation to the box of Paradise were prepared by Song Wen and brought into the carriage, An Chun waved the whip, and the carriage went straight to Li Yan's house in Bianliang.

Because he is a rising star in the inner court, Li Yan has actually been quite low-key in recent years, at least this house is much simpler than Liang Shicheng and Tong Guan Yang Jian.

Liang Shicheng must have said hello in advance, and as soon as Song Wen's greeting post was handed in, a little guy politely invited Song Wen in to speak.

Li Yan is a white-faced and beardless middle-aged person, who always seems to have a warm smile on his face, even in the face of a lowly businessman like Song Wen, his tone is relaxed and there is no arrogance.

Song Wen bowed and saluted: "I have seen Lord Li, and the little Song Wen came to thank you!" Thank you for lending the singer musician of the Teaching Workshop Division to Elysium, a small inscription in the five! ”

Maybe it's for the sake of the face of the two hundred taels of silver and a few gifts, or maybe it's the jealousy of Liang Shicheng, the hidden minister of the Great Song Dynasty...... Li Yan laughed and waved his hand: "It's not a big deal, you young man is too polite...... Yes, at a young age, the Wazi Street, which is not in the flow of Bianliang, has been renovated to become famous all over the world, which is amazing! ”

"The adults praise it falsely, but the little ones are just wandering around the market since childhood, and they know more about these things."

The two of them exchanged a few words of greeting, and Li Yan knocked on the side and began to ask what kind of path Elysium was, after all, after a few musicians from the Teaching Workshop Division came back, they really couldn't describe the actual situation.

Song Wen smiled lightly and carefully explained the planning and prospects of the Elysium Stage to this ambitious and greedy eunuch, and by the way, he revealed the fact that the entire Wazi Street could bring Liang Shicheng thousands of taels of dividends every month......

Li Yan was so envious that his eyes lit up.

Song Wen unhurriedly introduced the situation of several proprietors on Wazi Street, and then threw out the bait he had prepared......

Li Yan was stunned for a moment after hearing this, frowned lightly and asked, "You mean, you want to give our family two percent of the dry shares of the Elysium Grand Stage?"

Song Wen arched his hand and said: "The adult is in charge of the Teaching Workshop Division, and he is also appointed by the official family to supervise the yamen like the Xicheng Kuodi Office, and the cost of the high power must be not small, and the income of the Teaching Workshop Division is indeed not much, and the adults need silver to take care of these official prostitutes, right?" With a little heart, don't shirk it......"

Who hates silver as hot? Li Yan, Cai Jing, Liang Shicheng, Wang Huang, they even have to find a way to search the fields of the common people's families, how can they shirk the benefits of this kind of businessman sent to the door?

Li Yan laughed and pointed at Song Wen and said, "What a well-behaved guy, with your ...... Yours is it! Don't worry, don't say that you have Lord Liang's face in it, even if you don't, you, the old man of the Elysium stage, will take care of it! ”

"Thank you, Lord Li, for your care!"

After all, there was a huge disparity in status, and after a few simple chats, Song Wen got up and said goodbye, Li Yan smiled and motioned for a little guy to send Song Wen out.

A henchman leaned over and said, "Master, this Song Wen is so flattering, it shouldn't be because of Lord Liang's guidance, Master can accept it with confidence."

Li Yan nodded: "Master Liang's side will not lose any benefits, this little guy is really ambitious!" With such a big fat in Wazi Street, he didn't even blink his eyes when he divided it with a knife...... Hehe...... You say, what is the purpose of a businessman who was born in a little turtle prince not seeking money? ”

The henchman frowned and thought for a while, and said softly: "Could it be that he wants to ascend to the sky in one step to seek a background?"

Li Yan's smiling tiger-like face finally dissipated a smile, and he waved his hand indifferently...... The henchman bowed down and quietly retreated, while Li Yan thought about it with a teacup...... If he wants to be born, it is enough for him to hold Liang Shicheng's thigh! Why bother to bother yourself again? This kid, I'm afraid it's not easy......

Song Wen sat on the wheel of the carriage, chatting with An Chun, who was driving, about the recent strange things in Wazi Street, and the two of them walked through the streets and alleys around the Bianhe River and went straight to Wazi Street.

After crossing the Xin'an Bridge, the carriage had just turned into an alley, and suddenly a ragged beggar dragged a lame leg and pounced, An Chun hurriedly pulled the reins, and the horse reluctantly stopped.

The beggar fell to the ground covered in filth, wailing and wailing......

There were a few people chattering around, and there were two strong beggars scolding and scolding, what kind of bullying deliberately crushed the beggar to death, what hit someone and wanted to escape......

Song Wen glanced at An Chun, An Chun shook his head...... "Xiao Langjun, you're not from the Hanako Gang...... It's like a guy from the bell club! ”

"Extortion? Looks like I'm getting people to target ...... Hehe, go and ask, how much will it cost for them to stop! ”

An Chun tied the reins to the tree next to him, turned around and walked over to the two strong beggars, and arched his hand: "A few old and young, they lost their caution in the lower car and frightened that brother...... Please accept some meaning, and buy some wine and meat for that brother to replenish his body! ”

A piece of silver weighing about two taels appeared in An Chun's hand, and the two beggars' eyes lit up when they saw it, one was just about to take it, and the other said in a weird manner: "I didn't come here today for this little money, but I just explained one thing to the owner of the car...... The Hanako Gang in Beicheng has now returned to my Ling'er Club! Wazi Street ...... It's best to know how to raise and leave a meal for us! ”

An Chun frowned and was a little stunned for a while, and over there, Song Wen got out of the carriage and hugged his fists at the two beggars and said, "Dare to ask, which senior of the Ling'er Club is here!"

The two beggars scratched the back of their heads, and a thin middle-aged man walked out behind him, his robe was a little white, and his triangular eyes were extremely cold.

"Xiao Ke Ling'er will meet Chen Wenjie and have seen Song Dongzhu!"

Song Wen said with a smile: "If you have an order, you can go directly to the door, why does Mr. Chen bother his brothers to stop the car?"

Chen Wenjie laughed and said: "This person is not an ordinary beggar, Lord Song will not forget the old man in less than a year, right?"

Song Wen was stunned for a moment, and looked down carefully at the beggar who touched the porcelain...... I saw that this man's face was covered with dirt, and he was in tattered clothes and had a lame leg! A pair of wolf-like eyes were full of resentment and anger......

Song Wen asked hesitantly...... "Are you ...... Are you Hanakuko? Haven't you been driven to the Zhuangzi outside the city? ”

Hua Liuzi, who was almost inhumanoid on the ground, spat out a mouthful of saliva, struggling to stand up and scratch Song Wen, and An Chun next to him pulled out a dagger behind his waist and looked coldly at the few beggars who came up and the guys who were obviously with Ling'er.

As soon as Hua Liuzi pounced on him, An Chunfei kicked directly in the chest, and Hua Liuzi rolled out with a muffled snort, unable to get up for a long time.

Chen Wenjie of the Ling'er Club pouted: "Song Dongzhu really doesn't miss the old feelings, but you are also an old man who crawled out of the shack, why are you so ruthless?"

Song Wen patted An Chun's shoulder...... "Don't be nervous, since Ling'er will be here to talk, it means that there is still something to talk about!" Right? Mr. Chen! ”

Chen Wenjie suddenly glanced at a man with a gloomy face next to him, and the man actually stepped on a foot violently, with a crisp click, and Hua Liuzi let out a beast-like howl...... The already lame left leg was actually trampled off by this man!

The other two people came up and pressed the struggling Hua Liu, and with one big hand, they blocked Hua Liu's mouth with a stinky cow bone...... The wailing was forced back, and Hua Liu puffed up a pair of bloodshot eyes and still stared at Song Wen not far away.

Chen Wenjie arched his hand and smiled: "Hua Liu, this guy actually dared to collide with Song Dongzhu's car, he deserved to be cleaned up...... However, if it spreads out, I am afraid that the people in the rivers and lakes will think that this is the death hand of Song Dongzhu against this former enemy, which is a bad reputation! ”

Song Wen has always had a great reputation in the rivers and lakes!

Whether it was the first time to rescue An Chun, these little beggars, or to help Li Erlang, the orphans in the army, on Li Yan's side, and to help the orphans and widows of the righteous men in the rivers and lakes in the name of the Jingshi Imperial Boxing Gym.

In addition, Song Wen later co-opted all the little turtle teapots on Wazi Street, and even paid money to treat the sick kiln sister for free...... Unconsciously, the God of Wealth of Song Wen, the turtle god of Wazi Street, and his chivalrous and good-hearted Xiaolangjun name have long been spread in the rivers and lakes!

Build your reputation and appeal at all costs, starting from the market to the rivers and lakes! Song Wenwen is deliberately slowly managing his reputation...... How could it be possible to do this kind of self-destructive and reputational destructive act because of an already insignificant An Chun?