A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 31 Pride
Zhang Kang looked at the Analects of Confucius on Song Xuan's desk and always felt that the book he read was very different from his own!
After Song Kang came out of the cold paste shop, he ran towards his destination.

There was a beggar following him, but he was completely unaware of it.

Song Kang was not in a hurry to notify the people who had joined forces with him to set up the conspiracy, but went directly to the address of the poisonous scorpion.

Anyway, it's a strategy of the mantis stalking the cicada while the oriole is waiting behind.

When Poison Scorpion saw Song Xuan's second brother coming to his shop openly, a hint of displeasure flashed across his face, but when he thought that Song Xuan's second brother was a well-known gambler and it was normal for him to come to his shop, a smile appeared on his face again.

After all, the task is quite big, and I have to involve some people in it.

It seems that Song Kang has found out the information he wanted.

Song Kang saw the poisonous scorpion looking at him happily and inviting him into the venue, and he felt a little panicked.

After all, the one we have to plot against is the poisonous scorpion in front of us.

"Song Shilang, please sit down. Someone, bring some good tea."

The Poison Scorpion gave an order and pulled Song Kang to sit down, with a probing look in his eyes.

Song Kang took the instruction to heart and took a deep breath:

"I have found out the exact information."

After Poison Scorpion heard this, he confirmed it with the information he had sent people to inquire about, and slapped Song Kang hard several times.

"I hope you can spare my brother's life."

"Don't worry, Song Shilang, we're only after wealth and will never harm your brother. Everyone in Lema Town knows that your brother is a goose that lays golden eggs!"

Song Kang thanked him repeatedly and ran away without even drinking the tea.

Seeing that Song Kang was such a waste, the poisonous scorpion spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and looked down on this gambler.

"Send someone to that ship and sell them some good wine, preferably some knockout drug or laxative food, so they can all become weaklings."

"Yes."

After a while, a younger brother came back to report to the Poison Scorpion that the ship would not allow anyone to approach at all.

Even the porters who carried goods for Song Twelve were placed at the dock and the people on the boat carried them in themselves.

Not only that, Song Xuan also booked seven tables at the best local restaurant. Many meals were packed and sent to the boat, so even the laborers could sit at the table and eat.

Song Xuan also invited many old neighbors to a banquet as a farewell dinner.

In short, spending money is particularly in line with Song Xuan's usual style of doing things.

The venomous scorpion narrowed his eyes and slammed the table heavily. Damn it, Song Twelve is spending all my money!

However, it seems that Song Xuan is aware of the fact that he cannot drug anyone.

That means money is definitely needed!

Otherwise, the man named Lei wouldn't have sent anyone.

If this job is done, it might exceed his expectations, and the scorpion became even more excited.

"Take a few brothers and go to the dock and wait on the boat. I'll take two small boats to the front and wait. I'll send someone to contact you when the time comes, in case Song Twelve wants to leave overnight."

"Big brother is really thoughtful. I'll make the arrangements right away."

Song Xuan didn't drink much, but instead chatted with the neighbors around him about old times.

After all, we have known each other for quite some time and each other has taken good care of us on a daily basis.

Both Boss Cao and the detectives were feasting on the food.

"Shi Er Lang is a capable man, and he will eventually leave our little place."

Constable Gao raised his wine glass and said, "Twelve Lang has treated me to many treats. I hope that Twelve Lang can make a name for himself in the future and still remember us old neighbors."

"It's extreme, it's extreme."

Everyone at the table raised their glasses.

After all, Song Shier is well-known for his extravagance, and he really spends money like water.

There were some matchmakers, but most of them were rejected by Song Xuan. He had already spread the word that he wanted to go out and explore the world, and didn't want to be immersed in the gentle world.

Because Song Xuan's academic performance "regressed", many families did not persist.

After all, other scholars have a better chance of becoming a Jinshi. If their son-in-law is on the list, they will be proud.

Song Xuan laughed and raised his glass as well:

"Thank you, Constable Gao and everyone for your care. I'll go out and explore the world with Mr. Lei. It's not like I won't be back."

Everyone then burst into laughter.

Even though Song Xuan had said this a long time ago, many people felt it was too sudden.

The little child has grown up in the blink of an eye. Time really waits for no one.

Boss Cao was eating and drinking meat there, but he always felt that his mouth had no taste.

He was the first one to come into contact with Song Xuan and knew that this boy had a big plan in mind.

Today we are finally leaving this small town of Lema. To be honest, I should be happy for him.

But Boss Cao always felt empty in his heart, and then his eyes glanced at the beggar standing guard outside the door.

He realized that someone had come back to report the news, so he used the excuse of going to pee and went out to listen to the report.

After hearing the news that the spy had returned, Gang Leader Cao's face darkened. He rubbed his face and returned to the banquet.

When the time is right, I will talk to Song Xuan about it. The situation has become even more complicated.

Yan Shu and others sat at a table by themselves, looking at Song Xuan who was surrounded by everyone. This kid was good at making friends.

He invited people from all walks of life, including those in the government office, beggars, and even Taoist priests to come and have a drink.

"Brother Twelve's method of making friends is much better than ours."

Listening to Yan Shu's words, a neighbor on the side spoke:
"You may not be familiar with me, gentlemen, but I don't know that Twelfth Brother has a famous saying."

"Oh?" Yan Shu became interested:
"Please tell me, old man."

"Ahem." The old neighbor cleared his throat:

"Shi Er Lang once said, I never care about money when making friends, because none of them are as rich as me anyway!"

"Hahaha." Yan Shu clapped his hands and laughed, "What youthful spirit indeed!"

Song Shou couldn't help but shake his head. Could this boy be a business genius?
After all, a fallen child prodigy is still a child prodigy!

It is absolutely incomparable to ordinary people.

Even Fan Zhongyan, who was always serious, couldn't keep a straight face after hearing his father-in-law's retelling.

This kid's ideas are really different from those of ordinary people, otherwise he wouldn't have so many ideas.

Twelve Brother doesn't seem like a person who values ​​money, but there are bad people who are eyeing his little money.

Fan Zhongyan didn't think that someone like Song Xuan, who was so generous in spending money, could save much money!

But it was normal for Fan Zhongyan to think about it, as his living standard improved only after he became an official.

Even people living in Tokyo were willing to sign up to kill someone for a hundred kan, not to mention people in smaller places.

Zhang Kang, the magistrate of Yingtian Prefecture, narrowed his eyes and looked at Song Xuan and his work not far away. He was really envious.

His family is not prominent at all.

It was because when his brother Zhang Kui was an official in Luoyang, the locals flattered their brother and said he was similar to Zhang Quanyi, the governor of Henan during the Later Tang Dynasty.

The Zhang Kang brothers pretended to be the seventh-generation descendants of this person in order to improve their own family status.

However, when Zhang Kang saw the effect of Song Xuan's spending money, he had some understanding in his mind.

In the future, when I have enough capital, I can also imitate Song Xuan.

(End of this chapter)