Lin Chong pushed open the door in a hurry, and Song Wen was standing under the tree in the courtyard looking at the account books quietly left by the ten account boys in the Jockey Club, and looked up...... Lin Chong's eyes were red, and he walked over and bowed: "Brother has always been good?" Lin Chong gave his brother a gift! ”

Song Wen was also very happy, pulled up Lin Chong and said with a smile: "My brother is polite!" Let me see...... Growing taller again! ”

"Brother, what are you doing when you come back this time?"

"Let's see how Gao Yu's Jockey Club is doing, and there are other things I want to discuss with Zhou Dong's seniors in the Royal Boxing Gym."

"But about the bandits in Taoshan County?"

"Well, I have my eye on a larger territory, and I can't do it without strangling the thieves entrenched there, and I'm now the head of the township soldiers, and I'm counting on making some merit for Lord Gao Taiwei to give me a promotion to the official position of county inspector...... Hahaha! ”

Lin Chong frowned and said, "This time, my brother can't leave me behind, how can my brother not take me with me?" What kind of brother is that?"

Song Wen quipped: "Yueniang can promise to let you go into battle?" In case she bumps her hands and feet, don't come to me to make me compensate him for a good look...... Hahaha! ”

Lin Chong was embarrassed, and his face was flushed with shame.

The two of them sat down, and Song Wen asked, "What are your plans for the future?"

"The teacher said that he had already greeted me at the Forbidden Army's Ma Military Division, and I would wait for the spring of next year to vote for a vacancy of pre-military utility, and see if I could top the vacancy of Wang Jin's teacher to be a leader, and then I would have the opportunity to vote for which prime minister to find an opportunity to go to the battlefield and make some contributions......"

Song Wen sighed...... In the end, Lin Chong still followed the old path of the previous life, the forbidden army! Forbidden Army Sect Leader...... What to say about the 800,000 forbidden army head is too watery, the elite of the Bianliang forbidden army is more than 100,000, and the front division of the palace is firmly grasped by Gao Yu and the traditional generals of the Great Song Dynasty are seriously opposed. There are too many horsemanship, gun and stick instructors and archery instructors in the army, and there are only a hundred and ten more! These sect leaders also have their own backer factions, such as Lin Chong, Wang Jin, Zhou Tong, and those with pure generals and Qingliu backgrounds are the weakest forces, and they may not have a bright future in their lives.

It's a pity that these antagonisms are just boring tricks played by Zhao Ji of Song Huizong, the real military power is in the Privy Council and the cabinet, and the army has to be used to appoint civilian officials and eunuchs to supervise the army...... When the army set off, it was sent to the envoys and generals with the troops, and the whole process was complicated and procrastinated.

It's a pity that this kind of game of checks and balances has only fulfilled batches of ministers, but the villains have been miserable, and they have been innocently implicated by simple martial artists like Lin Chong......

The two chatted for a while, and Song Wen saw that it was getting late, so he asked An Chun to take his worship sticker to Gao Yu's mansion to ask for a meeting.

Gao Yu had just changed into civilian clothes, and a little beauty was warming up the wine and waiting for her to listen to the music, but before she left the study, she saw her henchman hurriedly walking into the courtyard.

"Sir, there is a guest visiting ......"

Gao Yu pursed his lips: "I must be trying to fight the Charity Jockey Club idea again." If it is a second- or third-rate character, he will resign, and the old man is not a soft persimmon that they rotten Confucians can handle at will! ”

"Master, it's Song Wen and Song Dongzhu who are here!"

"Who? Song Wen...... Is it him, what is he coming to do? ”

"Master, I said that half of the bonus will be used as a reward...... I'm afraid I'm here to collect money, right? ”

Gao Yu was suddenly a little annoyed...... At the beginning, he promised to give Song Wen a half-percent dividend, because he was afraid that he would run away without a shadow and no longer care about these things, but that was a half-percent bonus? The 10-day issue of Marseille has hundreds of thousands of taels of silver rolling in it...... In the past month, I have made a profit of nearly 200,000 taels!

The inner court took 30 percent, and did charity and took 30 percent...... I only fell into two percent! The rest of the money has to be given to Cai Jing, Liang Shicheng, and Wang Huang, and they share the profits...... Nearly 10,000 taels of silver a month, just gave it to a businessman for nothing? How can you not let him Gao Yu's flesh hurt?

Gao Yu thought for a while, then waved his hand...... "Let him in!" ”

Song Wen'an sat quietly outside the courtyard and waited, when he saw the housekeeper he knew walking over with a frown......

Seeing that there was no one left and right, the housekeeper said in a low voice: "Lord Song, my lord has been very tired these days, and the bonus has not been carefully calculated!" If the proprietor of Song is just here for the dividend...... I'm afraid I'm going to make the master unhappy. ”

Song Wen scolded in his heart...... Stinky and shameless Gao Yu, this is trying to repay the debt? Why don't you let out a fart if Lao Tzu was kicked out of Bianliang, and now you want to unload the mill and kill the donkey after using up Lao Tzu's plan?

Song Wen knew that a small person must let a big person know that he must be an indispensable truth, so he didn't plan to ask for money directly at all.

"It's okay, what's the point of some money? I came here this time to follow up on the plans for a second charity gambling club...... Hundreds of thousands of silver flowing water a month can satisfy Lord Taiwei, right? ”

The housekeeper was shocked...... "Could it be that the proprietor Song has more powerful means?"

Song Wen patted his chest and ...... "Keju League, dog racing, polo...... There are more ways to play and gamble! How many military states were there in the Great Song Dynasty? How about organizing their own horse races in Beijing? And how about the polo team, the Great Song Dynasty and the Liao Kingdom organize a fight? Play the biggest ...... if you want to play If it were all in operation, what would be the dividend of one million or even three million silver a year? ”

With a bang, the door of Gao Yu's study was kicked open from the inside......

Gao Yu walked out impatiently...... "Where is Song Wen?" Where is Song Xiaoyou? Come on in...... I haven't seen you for a long time, but the old man misses it a little hahaha......"

The housekeeper next to him breathed a sigh of relief and secretly glanced at Song Wen, it turned out that these conversations were all deliberately heard by Song Wen and the housekeeper in advance......

Song Wen stepped into the small and delicate courtyard and respectfully bowed to Gao Yu, who was standing at the door with a smile on his face: "Grass people, Song Wen greets Lord Taiwei!"

Gao Yu looked Song Wen up and down...... "Well, that's good!" I remember that you will soon be eighteen years old...... I'm a little wronged by you again, I heard that the pacification place has made war exploits, this time I will go back to say hello to the handsome man over there, and do a county inspection! ”

"Thank you, Lord Taiwei, for your cultivation!"

Song Wen scolded in his heart: Old fritters! Why did Lao Tzu give you an idea and make so much money, why did you give an unpopular bird to inspect?

The two entered the study, and the housekeeper asked people to bring tea in immediately. Gao Yu asked impatiently: "Is there a follow-up to this charity gambling meeting?"

Song Wen nodded: "Naturally, there are plans for the second phase, the third phase and the fourth phase, and the second phase of the plan will have been transcribed and calculated at the end, and the third phase is only a draft...... Phase 4 is just an idea framework! ”

Although these words were obscure, Gao Yu could understand them, and when he heard this, he immediately smiled and said, "Hurry up and present it......"

"Well, my lord...... That's it! ”

Song Wen took out a stack of bamboo paper from his arms, which were densely packed with handwriting and symbols, and even some patterns with annotations and numbers......

Gao Yu took it and looked through it, except for some names, it was almost the same as reading a book from heaven. I couldn't help but be a little skeptical: "This is ...... That's what you said about greyhound racing and kemari?"