Qiming 1158

Chapter 2 Su Yonglin Despised Southern Song Dynasty
Leaving the Xichun Building, Su Yonglin returned to the Bandung store where he lived without any hindrance.

The Bandung Store is a well-known private high-end hotel in Lin'an City. It specializes in accommodating local tyrants and merchants. Although it is not as large as an official hotel such as Taihe Building, it has three floors like Xichun Building.

The first floor is an ordinary room, the second floor is a medium room, and the uppermost floor is the upper room.

The first-class rooms are exquisitely decorated, the furniture materials are exquisite, and the bedding is soft, warm, and clean. It is so soft to lie down that the whole body seems to be sinking into the bed, which is very comfortable.

What's even better is that there are service staff on duty at [-] hours a day, specially prepared for guests who come to the room. Every moment, as long as you need it, there will be extremely considerate and timely room service.

Hot water and hot food are the minimum, all of which can be delivered to your door.

There is no problem in taking a bath, you only need to bring a change of clothes with you. The hotel will prepare hot water and bath utensils for you, so that you can fully enjoy the happiness of bathing.

If you are too lazy to go out, the store can also provide you with take-out and take-out delivery services, making you feel at home.

The service is so touching, and the price is naturally touching.

It costs [-] pennies to stay a night, and there are many services that require extra charges.

Of course, Su Yonglin, who is engaged in the business of "maritime business", will never be able to afford the money.

Going up to the third floor and walking to the door, Su Yonglin pushed open the door, and saw Su Yong, a personal bodyguard sitting inside, staring at him with wide eyes, his face panicked, his hands behind his back, and his breath was disordered.

Su Yonglin stared at his face for a few seconds, then walked up to him and extended his hand to him.

"Bring it."

"Aron, I..."

"Bring it!"

"Here."

Su Yong hesitated for a second, lowered his head, and handed Su Yonglin what he was looking at with both hands, very obedient.

Su Yonglin took it and took a look, it was a book "The Biography of Zhao Feiyan".

I opened it and flipped through it, and saw that this legendary story, which was originally suitable for all ages, has been enriched and added a lot of details about Zhao Feiyan and Emperor Hancheng doing sports together.

The brushstrokes are quite delicate and the descriptions are very detailed. At first glance, it is a masterpiece of a well-experienced, well-written and well-fed person who has nothing to do.

Sun Yuanqi's farewell meal, Su Yonglin, also ate a little, and his heartbeat was racing, but in order to ensure his majesty in front of his subordinates, Su Yonglin immediately closed the book.

"I teach you to read, so that you can read Sun Tzu's Art of War and other military books, learn the art of battle formation, and use it in the future. If you can help me, you are good. It seems that Zhao Feiyan should stop teaching it. After reading this, I still have to read it. Yang Taizhen's rumor?"

As soon as Su Yonglin finished speaking, Su Yong raised his head and looked at him in shock, like a prisoner whose conspiracy was uncovered by detectives.

Su Yonglin immediately understood.

"Take it out, take it all out, don't let me do it myself."

"Aron..."

Su Yong's face was pleading, his eyebrows lowered and pleasing to his eyes, like a big golden retriever who had only made a mistake, begging the master's forgiveness.

Su Yonglin's eyes widened, Su Yong hesitated for a second, and did not dare to beg for forgiveness, and immediately took out all the things he should have taken out and handed them over to Su Yonglin.

Good guy, there are seven or eight books in a bag, there are rumors of Yang Taizhen, and there are also biography of Li Wa, Jade Begonia, and Youxian Grotto. When he opened it and took a look, Su Yonglin felt that his eyes were full of mosaics.

Some of the books themselves are not questionable color books, but ordinary legendary novels with profound critical significance, which can be used to criticize feudal society.

It is mainly because some people who have enough food and nothing to do add oil and vinegar on this basis, rewrite a story that was originally inspiring for all ages, and rewrite it into a completely different and colorful story, and then quietly re-release it, which is very popular with the citizens of Lin'an.

The further decline of education, the improvement of papermaking, the improvement of printing, and the expansion of the bourgeoisie brought about by the prosperity of commerce have produced unexpected results at this level.

So Su Yonglin's heart beat faster.

He was even more angry.

With a snap, he closed the magic version of Yang Taizhen's Biography, and drove the intense multiplayer sports scenes of Yang Yuhuan and Tang Xuanzong out of his head. Su Yonglin stared at Su Yong.

"All confiscated! You bastard, you don't learn the good ones, and the bad ones are self-taught without a teacher. Where did you buy them? Ah?"

When Su Yong heard this, he was anxious like a loyal dog whose tail was trampled by his master and did not dare to attack.

"Alang, forget about Zhao Feiyan, don't confiscate the rest, it's all the brothers who asked me... ah."

Su Yong covered his mouth, his eyes were as big as copper bells.

Good guy, it's still a group crime!

Su Yonglin suddenly had the urge to start a rectification movement.

"Teach you to read, teach you to read and write, and make you literate, okay, you can start reading this kind of stuff when you have culture?"

Su Yonglin took a deep breath, the majestic anger made the stout Su Yong shrink into a ball and shiver.

But on second thought, Su Yonglin felt that this was also human nature.

They like things like color, but they may not dislike it, after all, they are all human.

And it doesn't really matter.

After going through this matter in his head, he helplessly shook his head, sat down, and threw the burden on the table.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal. You can take it away. Changsheng has already done the work. We will leave Lin'an early tomorrow morning and return to Dinghai."

Su Yong was stunned for a moment, then his expression changed.

"Ah Lang, is it too cheap for Sun Yuanqi to let that dog thief die on the bed? Back then, our house was so dangerous, and it was all caused by this dog thief. Afterwards, he gave a helping hand with a compassionate attitude. I don't think we should stab him. The dozen or so transparent holes are really puzzling!"

Su Yong looked like he was gnashing his teeth. Just now, he was still a big golden retriever with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes. Now he is like a strong Tibetan mastiff ready to go.

Su Yonglin's path to death for Sun Yuanqi had been prepared very early.

He arranged for Su Changsheng, one of his cronies, to enter the Xichun Building as a servant early, to get acquainted with the people inside, and to spend a small amount of money to invite people to eat, drink and drink inside the Xichun Building.

At the time of the action, Su Changsheng had already become a foreman in the Xichun Building, and was able to "serve" Su Yonglin and Sun Yuanqi in person.

Then just as it was serving, I added a little more to the meal.

Every dish has it, but the amount is not large. If you eat less, you will blush a little at night and your heart will speed up a little, and you won't have much reaction.

It's just that Sun Yuanqi has always liked to eat, he eats a lot, and the food in Xichunlou is delicious. Every time he invites him to eat, he can sweep away the food and perform the CD-ROM operation. From this point of view, he is quite cherishing. food.

So, the dose he ate tonight was almost enough to keep him in high spirits and fight all night long to the death.

So it's no wonder Su Yong felt annoyed.

As the saying goes, it is romantic to die as a ghost with peony flowers. How could a thief like Sun Yuanqi deserve such a romantic death?

The asking price for this guy to be the protector of the Su family is not cheap.

Daily gift giving and gift giving during New Year's and festivals are all pediatrics, and it's hard to make him really happy if he racks his brains to come up with new things.

This guy's favorite is still the ground.

If Su Yonglin wants to please him, he has to help him buy land in his hometown and build a house for him. The price of land in his hometown is expensive, and every time he bleeds a lot.

When Su Yonglin's grandfather Su Dingguang was still alive in the early years, because of the former relationship between superiors and subordinates, his asking price was quite realistic.

After Su Dingguang's death, he plotted against the Su family and used a lot of shameful means. If it wasn't for Su Yonglin's decisive action, it would be hard to guarantee that the Su family would not be completely swallowed up by him.

In this way, Su Yonglin can't take revenge on him, because he needs to continue to be the protector of the Su family.

Without Sun Yuanqi's protection, the Su family's head-scratching business really couldn't go on.

He can only compromise, and be a grandson in a low voice in front of him.

"Taking advantage of the fire, he is indeed not a thing, but thanks to him, our business can continue to do, and we can accumulate enough capital to go to the north. This is the most important thing."

Su Yonglin walked to the window, opened it, looked north, and clenched his fists.

"Ayong, Zhao Kaishan's preparations are almost done, we should go over to meet him soon, let Sun Yuanqi die on the bed before we leave, and we will be cleared. From then on, me and the Southern Song Dynasty... It doesn't matter anymore."

Southern Song Dynasty.

Su Yong remembered that he called Song Guo that way since he followed Su Yonglin when he was very young.

Su Yonglin said that he despised the Southern Song Dynasty in his heart, let alone Zhao Guan's family, and felt that Zhao Guan's family was a complete coward.

Then he slowly told Su Yong and the group of friends who had followed him since they were children about how the country of Song was beaten by the Jin people into the [Southern Song Dynasty].

He spoke very carefully and in great detail, and described how the Jin people had insulted the second emperor Huiqin and their wives and daughters.

His speech was infectious.

When it comes to emotions, Su Yonglin will burst into tears.

When it comes to Yue Fei's death, he is even more angry.

So his attitude soon became the attitude of Su Yong and others.

They will despise the Southern Song Dynasty, despise the Zhao Guan family, who is generally a coward, despise their incompetence, but all the people in the Central Plains who are vital to suffer together are hateful, and their hearts are full of a strong desire to be ashamed.

But they didn't know how to be ashamed, they were full of anger and had nowhere to vent, and it was very uncomfortable.

So Su Yonglin took the opportunity to tell them that there was no shame in staying in the Southern Song Dynasty, and there was no hope in the Southern Song Dynasty.

"Dignified man, I would rather die in the Central Plains than die in the gentle village by the West Lake!"

Su Yonglin, who was only 12 years old at the time, delivered such a speech to their group of friends, which made the children's blood surge, and they clenched their fists and roared loudly, expressing that they would fight to the death with Su Yonglin in the Central Plains.

Then Su Yonglin really made a plan and started working towards this goal.

So far, it has been eight years.

During this period, a lot of things happened in the Su family, but Su Yonglin's ambition has never changed, and he has made full preparations. In a short while, he will really go to fulfill his previous oath.

This time, maybe a lot of people will really die, maybe they will all die in the Central Plains.

What they are going to confront is, after all, the hegemon and the strongest country in East Asia for a period of time.

However, as Su Yonglin said, people have to die eventually, rather than dying in the gentle village by the West Lake, it is better to die in a vigorous battle.

Thinking of this, Su Yong's heart was fiery, looking at Su Yonglin's back, full of infinite yearning and hope.

"Ayong."

Su Yonglin, who turned his back to Su Yong and looked out the window, suddenly spoke up.

"Aron, what's wrong?"

Su Yong asked hurriedly.

Su Yonglin turned around and smiled at him.

"Are you hungry?"

"what?"

"I'm hungry, I haven't eaten much tonight, let's go to the night market and have something to eat."

"okay!"

Su Yong smiled naively, then packed up, followed Su Yonglin out, and the two joined the crowded and brightly lit Lin'an night together.

(End of this chapter)