I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

Everything that happened afterwards had nothing to do with her.

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In Yiyang City.

Dawn breaks.

Fang Yiyi woke up from his bed and looked at the empty bed beside him with some disappointment.

Since crossing over.

Except for the first few days, he slept alone.

After getting married, my lovely wife is basically by my bedside, and it has become a habit.

Chai Xueying is not here today, and he not only feels empty around him, but also empty in his heart.

"Hey, I don't know how the lady is doing."

"It's only been one day since I last saw her, and I'm already missing her."

"One day without seeing you is like three autumns."

“I felt this sentence very clearly.”

Sighing with emotion, Fang Yiyi got up and washed.

As soon as you go out.

Then he saw Xue Li holding an invitation and standing properly.

"Sanlang, the Song family has sent an invitation."

When Xue Li saw Fang Yiyi coming out, he immediately stepped forward and respectfully handed him the invitation.

Fang Yiyi opened it and took a look.

It said: I have prepared everything Sanlang needs and am waiting for you to come and have a chat.

Fang Yiyi laughed sarcastically and said:

"I thought the person I found was a big shot."

"The result is just average stuff."

According to Yang Anling's request, let grandpa deal with the Song family in Yi Yang.

The Song family of Yiyang was known as the Song family that controlled half of the city.

Plus the information collected by Fang Xuanling and Fang Yiyi.

All of Song Baoli's property was hidden.

If Song Baoli was killed rashly, the things looted would only be what Song Baoli wanted people to see.

The property hidden privately will definitely fall into the hands of Yang Anling, who has extraordinary means.

Chapter 651: Mr. Song is so rich, I'm thinking about him

For this former Sui princess who intended to restore her country.

It was impossible for Fang Xuanling to do what the other party wanted.

Therefore, I didn't act rashly.

Let Fang Yiyi come into contact with him first and test it out!

Find out what Yang Anling asked Song Baoli to do in Yiyang.

Where is Song Baoli's property hidden?

Got it figured out.

Kill the chicken and take the many golden eggs hidden by the chicken.

Fang Yiyi came to the Song Mansion.

It is still the same courtyard that exudes elegance and luxury.

Several large boxes were laid out in a first-class manner.

Three stunning beauties who made Fang Yiyi gasp in admiration were standing behind the box.

Song Baoli wore a sky blue round-necked gown embroidered with golden plum blossoms.

It makes the already elegant and noble appearance even more elegant.

He smiled and said to Fang Yiyi:

"Fang Sanlang, I have prepared everything you requested."

As he finished speaking, three stunning beauties came forward with smiles on their faces.

Her gestures were full of charm as she opened the heavy wooden box.

Revealing the full amount of silver and money inside.

Fang Yiyi has seen a lot of money since he came here.

With just a glance, he determined that there was more than 100,000 strings of cash in the cash box.

It is estimated to be about 150,000 strings of cash.

Fang Yiyi said directly:

"Mr. Song, this money must be 150,000 strings of cash."

"More than I wanted!"

"Do you think that I, the Third Brother of the Fang Family, am more greedy?!"

Mr. Song's smile froze a little.

He quickly made amends:

"Don't think too much, Sanlang."

"I was just taking the money to pack the box."

"The last box wasn't full, it didn't look good."

"After filling it up, I felt that 120,000 strings of cash didn't sound good."

"So I collected 150,000 strings of cash."

"Please forgive me, Saburo."

The very reasonable words made Fang Yiyi nod his head.

He stepped forward and picked up the cash box.

There was a dull sound.

He stroked his chin and asked:

"You know I was in Chang'an, making a bet with the sons of the Five Famous and Seven Famous Men. What's the outcome?"

Song Baoli's heart skipped a beat.

The story of Fang Yiyi's gambling match with the Wang family of Taiyuan, the Zheng family of Xingyang, and the Cui family of Boling in Chang'an.

He found out everything clearly.

The result of those gambling fights.

But Fang Yiyi won millions of strings of cash.

Moreover, Fang Yiyi also has a priceless coal mine.

In Fang Yiyi's eyes, these 150,000 strings of cash were a drop in the bucket and not worth mentioning.

Song Baoli had a bad feeling in his heart. He wondered what method the son of the Duke had come up with to make him uncomfortable.

His expression remained normal as he praised:

"I naturally know about this."

"A huge gamble, hundreds of millions of taels of silver."

"It makes Sanwang lose all his face."

"It can be said that he is unrivaled."

Fang Yiyi raised his head proudly and nodded with satisfaction.

He embraced a stunning beauty in his arms.

Pinch the beauty's chin and shake it gently left and right.

Admiring each other's shy beauty.

"If you give me 100,000 strings of cash, I won't say anything."

"You gave me another fifty thousand strings of cash."

"Mr. Song is so rich, so I'm going to keep him in mind."

"The imperial court is very short of money right now!"

The greedy eyes fell from the beauty's face to Song Baoli's face.

Song Baoli began to tremble in his heart.

I secretly cursed myself for adding money when there was nothing to do!

Then, I understood.

Fang Yiyi's idea was not a spur-of-the-moment one.

I had planned to kill him a long time ago!

Even if he didn't give more than 50,000 strings of cash.

I would also find other reasons to ask him for money.

Needless to say, it must have been Fang Xuanling who instructed it.

Song Baoli is now in a difficult situation and has no way to express his suffering.

If he were a normal local noble.

After giving the money, if Fang Yiyi wants it again.

He just refused.

But he is not!!!

Chapter 652 Mr. Song, tell me, how much are you willing to pay for your life?

Song Baoli immediately bowed with a look of pain on his face and said:

"The court is using the money for the war in the north."

“It’s for the people living at the border.”

"It is also for the people of the world."

"As a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, Song should do what he can."

That's a very beautiful thing to say.

Fang Yiyi nodded appreciatively and asked:

"Mr. Song is really enlightened."

"Then I won't be polite."

"Please ask Mr. Song to donate 1.8 million strings of money or grain."

As he spoke, Fang Yiyi solemnly bowed to Song Baoli with his arms crossed.

One or two hundred thousand in cash or food?

Song Baoli was completely stunned by Fang Yiyi's loud words.