Song Wen's account office, Sun Mou, is living a good life now, and the foreign debts owed by him when he failed to study have long been paid off. In the past few days, Sun Mu and the old mother at home counted the copper coins they had accumulated, and then carefully deposited the money in the bank.

More than one hundred and ninety, and Song Wen rewarded him with twenty taels of silver. If you save 400 yuan, you can leave the rented ear room to buy a small courtyard in the south of the city, and give the silver to the lady who has not passed through the door for ten taels as a bride price, and the rest can also make a few bracelets, hairpins and other head jewelry.

is almost thirty years old, it is false to say that Sun Mu is not in a hurry to get married...... After all, no matter what, you have to leave a son and a half daughter inheritance incense for your family, don't you?

After checking today's accounts, Sun Mu carefully locked the room under the teahouse that Song Wen had chartered all the year round and came to the street...... There are still two hangs of money in his arms, and today the old mother celebrates her birthday. You can buy some delicious meat and snacks to make the old mother happy...... Now that his son who is useless in studying is finally a little promising, he should do his filial piety to let his mother take a breath and feel comfortable.

Near evening, Sun Mu came to the front of a stall selling fried tongs, the mutton was mixed with pepper and spices kneaded into triangles and fried in mutton fat until fragrant, Sun Mou asked the price and asked for five. The vendor wrapped the pan with a clean lotus leaf......

"Guest officer, a total of forty-five Wen! You've got it. ”

After paying the money, Sun Mou bought some pickled pork and a bag of plum blossom cakes, and then walked home happily.

Turning into the alley, the ground was as full of dirty water as ever that of the household selling chickens, Sun Mou sighed and dodged the dirty puddle and was just about to push the door, when suddenly a man in Tsing Yi pushed the door out of the courtyard of his house.

"Mr. Sun, it's polite."

"Uh, you're ......"

"My master has something to discuss with my husband, please ask my husband to appreciate his face for a while."

Sun Mu hesitated for a moment, feeling that this person was afraid that he had no good intentions...... Then he opened his mouth and refused: "I'm really sorry, my mother happens to be born, and I can't ...... today."

The man in Tsing Yi said with a smile: "My aunt's birthday can't be too shabby." So my master has taken my aunt to a good place to celebrate with wine...... Sir is still good with me......"

Sun Mu was stunned for a moment, and quickly pushed open the dilapidated courtyard door, and saw that the door of the ear room rented by himself and his old mother was open, and there was still the shadow of the old mother inside!

"You, you are ......"

The man in Tsing Yi stepped forward and pinched Sun Mou's shoulder, and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Sun, don't let me be embarrassed, make my master unhappy, and if you can't say anything, something bad will happen......"

"I ...... I...... Don't hurt my mother......"

"Then obediently obedient!"

Wazi Street is still bustling at night, and the lively scene is intoxicating...... A little turtle and a little beggar rushed between the seven green buildings, and the wine and food were generally delivered to each party.

Wang Zhiwei sat alone in a small room of his own, closed his eyes and listened to the faint laughter outside......

There was a knock on the door, and a dark figure flashed in......

"Master, that group of people really attacked Song Wen's account room...... Sun Mou's mother was abducted and taken to an old workshop outside the city. ”

Wang Zhiwei suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the window, and asked softly, "Do the people he left in Bianliang react?"

"Only the two little beggars are looking at Wazi Street, and the rest are just aimlessly paying attention to the news on the street."

Wang Zhiwei shook his head: "He is too careless, Wazi Street is his root...... What kind of village did he abandon Bianliang to run, he didn't have any strong background and reliance in the local area, once he lost his foundation in Bianliang, who would look at him squarely if he was Liang Shicheng and Gao Yu? ”

Wang Zhiwei stood up, walked to the window and looked outside...... The Paradise Stage is brightly lit and singing and dancing tricks are being performed inside. A lively and prosperous atmosphere.

"If those people succeed, I'm afraid that Song Wen will have no place to stand in Bianliang...... That's not good, he's really a money-making genius! Wazi Street is indeed inseparable from him...... But now we are shooting, but the gains outweigh the losses! ”

Wang Zhiwei frowned: "Find a way to reveal the news of Sun Mou's abduction to those two teenagers, and ...... Let's see how that Lin Chong and Zhou Dong will react! If they were just a few simple-minded martial artists, they would deserve Song Wen's catastrophe...... Bianliang, he doesn't want to stay! ”

"Yes, master!"

The black shadow quietly exited the room without saying a word, closing the door.

Wang Zhiwei returned to the couch and sat down a little depressed, and muttered softly...... "In the field of powerful money, how can there be so many peaceful days?" Song Wen, Song Wen...... Although I can't see through you, don't underestimate these powerful officials and wealthy businessmen...... Bianliang, although gold everywhere is not so easy to pick up! ”

Lin Chong accompanied Wang Jin to dinner at Zhou Dong's house on this day, and Yueniang was very happy that Lin Chong came over and walked around, and poured wine around the table for his father Wang Jin and Lin Chong...... Lin Chong's face was flushed, and Wang Jin was a little depressed, he brought up his daughter alone, a good cabbage and a pig dangled in front of him, and he really didn't feel very happy.

After eating and drinking tea, Wang Jin wanted to test Lin Chong's marksmanship, and the two of them used two wooden sticks to make guns in the courtyard...... Lin Chong was stabbed four or five times in more than ten rounds, leaving several bruises on his shoulders and thighs.

Yueniang felt sorry for Lin Chong, and hurriedly brought towels and water for the two to scrub their sweat, Wang Jin said with a little dissatisfaction: "Messing around with that Song Wen all day long, the progress of martial arts is not as fast as before...... In the future, you have to work hard and breathe more, especially your legs, otherwise you will fall off the ...... when you get on the horse."

Lin Chong rubbed his shoulders and nodded yes, and then asked in a low voice, "Teacher, look at your expression...... Is it that there are Gao Yu's minions on the forbidden army's side looking for bad luck? ”

Wang Jin sighed: "Yujin Garden is performing martial arts, and the four gun and stick teachers each lead a team of forbidden troops from the front of the palace...... Although His Majesty was not interested in this, there were also three officials and privy envoys watching, and they all commanded a group of sword and shield soldiers and me, all of whom were unsuccessful sons and soldiers, and this was sincerely embarrassing me......"

Lin Chong frowned: "Teacher, that's the case...... Then I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to turn seventeen next year to join the forbidden army and the military division, do you want me to go to Brother Wen to find a way to walk around? I really can't ......."

Wang Jin waved his hand a little irritably: "Forget it...... If you really can't do it, you can make up for the lack of pre-military utility like me, as long as you have real talent to learn to fight all the way through the nuclear survey competition, it is not difficult to fight for a gun and stick to teach and learn. ”

Lin Chong thought for a while and nodded: "I listen to my teacher."

Lin Chong was silent for a long time, and said softly: "The teacher and the teacher Zhou Tong are also dedicated to following the generals and the main battle of the DPRK, but these people are also in the ups and downs of the sea and have never been willing...... The earth-shattering ability of the mentor is better than fighting against each other in the Western Army and the party's battle array! ”

Wang Jin sighed...... "Forget it, I've already thought about it...... If you are still angry here in the coming year, you will ask someone to recommend you to go to the northwest to invest in the old seeds! If I leave, Yueniang will entrust you in Bianliang. ”

Yueniang's face flushed when she heard this, and she quickly lowered her head and went back to her room. Lin Chong smirked for a long time, and Wang Jin scolded with a smile: "Fortunately, you haven't learned badly with that little turtle boy for so long, otherwise I wouldn't have handed over Yueniang to you."