Accumulate Wealth in Life

Jianghu has you {49}

Outside the city of Yanjing, the snow was so white that it was impossible to see the end.

The outer city at night is more lively than the inner city.

The streets are lined up, restaurants, inns, theaters, tea houses, high lanterns hanging, the lights are so contrasted by the white snow, the more it feels as bright as day. The sound of hawking on the street is also one after another, which is a lively scene.

Wanyankang really never came out on purpose at night. , Turning around now, it's really a bit novel.

Yang Guo, who was beside him, said, "Auntie also said that such places must be banned step by step... But if there really are no such places, who would come to the outer city for what?"

Wanyankang knew that the aunt his son was referring to was the queen. The queen is especially disgusted with such places, and of course, most women are disgusted with such places. However, this kind of place can only be divided into two types: light and dark. It is forbidden on the surface, but in the dark, what should be done.

But now it is the control of human trafficking. Unless the women are willing to do this, they can basically put an end to the kind of prostitution.

He felt that doing this for the time being would be good enough.

This time I didn't come to discuss this, Wanyan Kang looked at his son: "Where is Ding Daquan now?"

"Tell him to see you, or to meet you by chance?" Yang Guo asked.

Wanyankang snorted, "It's already condescending to call him, yet to meet him by chance? Do you want tomorrow's memorial to impeach your father in front of the imperial court?"

This is serious!

If the official has a bad reputation, it's over. If you are serious, you will be dismissed, or you will stay in the post for observation. If you repeat the offense again, you will get out and go home. It is one of the heaviest punishments except for the crime of concealing the disaster and not reporting it.

"Besides, he's staying there now... can we meet by chance?" Wanyan Kang kicked his son angrily.

That place, really can't.

The two entered a teahouse and asked for a private room, four plates of fruit, four plates of dried fruit, and a pot of chrysanthemum tea, and then Wanyan Kang leaned on the side and flipped through the book of words that had been prepared in the private room, while Yang Guo went to invite them. Ding Daquan.

Ding Daquan is full of discomfort.

When I came out of Lin'an, I was like a housekeeper on the way. You have to worry about eating and drinking. Strive to make the two of them serve comfortably, the prime minister can't offend, the country uncle can't offend, then do it yourself, don't ask them to say okay, just don't be dissatisfied with yourself. But I don't know that sometimes I put myself too low, and I will only be looked down upon in vain. That Qiao Xingjian was also from an honest family, and he would have given him a second glance when he saw the younger generation who was neither humble nor arrogant, but he naturally despised the appearance of a servant. And this Jia Sidao, what his uncle did, he didn't even look down on Qiao Xingjian, the left prime minister, how could he look down on him from a county captain?

His heart was so suffocated that no one else in the embassy was willing to pay attention to him except the people he brought with him. No, he came out to have fun himself.

This time I went out, but suffered. Along the way, he arranged a woman for Jia Sidao, but he let it go even if he didn't dare to tell the truth. So, it's really been a long time since I opened meat.

The girls in the north are a little different from the girls in the south. Nandi pays attention to being euphemistic, the more expensive the bitch, the more arrogant she will pretend to be, and will attract people's attention. He has always been insensitive to such women. When I arrived in the Northland, I realized that the girls in the Northland are much more sturdy and aggressive.

He was wandering in the street, with red lanterns hanging on both sides of the boundary, and young girls standing at the door. This kind of sister who leans against the door to solicit customers is not the most popular girl, but her appearance is also in the middle. The girl from the south, standing there, is the wind blowing the gauze, ethereal. But the sisters here are different, they all wear extra thick clothes. The tightly covered, hairy scarf took advantage of Bai Shengsheng's face, but it was a bit more moving.

What he saw was a sister with a mole on the corner of her mouth. The girl wore a white satin jacket on the top and a green cotton skirt on the bottom. Leaning against the door, the melon seeds were wrapped in the handkerchief, and he was nibbling leisurely. He was in a trance when he saw a gangster in the market walking over to make fun of him, the girl spat the skin of the melon seeds directly on the other side's face, and giggled: "...what are you doing without money, sister We've spent time with you for nothing." She snorted softly, still in a leisurely manner, "Sister won't eat, drink, dress or wear?"

The **** said: "The money for food and drink will definitely be given, but the clothes are superfluous, and it will be more attractive if you don't wear them..."

The sister laughed hahaha, and pulled the gangster over: "I really can't talk about your bastard, so I'll take advantage of you." Saying that, she kissed her.

He also thought to himself that it was a pity, such a beauty, don't think about Xiao tonight. Who would have thought that as soon as he lifted his foot to leave, he heard the **** screaming like a pig, he jumped, turned his face to look, only to realize that the girl was biting the bastard's lip and didn't say anything. When the person shouted, "Auntie, get around me," she let go, wiped the blood on her mouth, and said, "What? Is it delicious?"

The bastard's lower lip was bitten with blood, and he covered his mouth and ran away.

The girl You Zi shouted from behind: "Come back next time! Go back and tell the big bug in your house, we didn't take you!"

Having said that, the **** ran faster.

Ding Daquan always felt that, looking at the blood on the corner of the girl's mouth, he gave out the grievances in his heart for so many days. He went over and stuffed a piece of gold in it.

The girl took it over and looked at it, but she didn't bother to greet her, she just turned around and went in.

There was a lot of noise in the lobby, many of them were three or five men at a table, and they called a few sisters to accompany them. The girl twisted her hips and went to the second floor, and he followed behind.

Go to the second floor, pass the corridor, and go directly to the upstairs in the backyard. There is only one room here for this girl.

As soon as he entered the room, Ding Daquan shook a little: "It's such a cold day, why don't you even have a brazier?"

The girl unexpectedly glanced at Ding Daquan: "Is the guest from out of town? It's the first time!"

Yes!

Ding Daquan also just wanted to know more about the New Song Dynasty. After all, when he returned to the Southern Song Dynasty, he had something to say. He sat down, wrapped the cloak tightly, and said, "The accent is a little different."

"It doesn't matter if the accent is different. Most of the people who come here are merchants from the south. People from the north are very good at going here." The girl also sat over, not even bringing a pot of hot tea, "I know that it is the first time to be objective. Come on, that's because I don't have a good understanding of the market here. A piece of gold can cover a similar amount of money for a month in Nandi, but here, this piece of gold is just because I don't want to stand outside tonight. I want to come back early and warm up to receive you."

The implication is that the money is not enough.

Ding Daquan is incredible: "The price is so high."

It's not that the prices are high, it's only the prostitution that's high. It is really too high to collect taxes on this line of business.

The girl explained a few words, and Ding Daquan brought two more pieces of gold, and then changed the room. On the first floor, the room was small but warm. There are four dishes and a pot of wine on the small kang table, there is hot water on the small stove next to it, and the teapot and tea leaves are placed on the side.

Ding Daquan shook his head: "I didn't know how many people said how good the new Song Dynasty was before, but now it seems that it may not be."

These words made the girl unhappy: "I know whether Xinsong is good or not. The sisters in this yard also know it. It's not that Xinsong is bad, it's not that the official's wife is bad, it's us. I can't bear the pain. If the old lady is willing, I will lie at the window and shout, I will be good. The court will naturally call the shots for us, refund the tax collected from us before to the prostitute, and set us free. The court will also give An family's money, An family's house and fields. If nothing else, five acres of land can't starve to death."

Therefore, even the elder sister in the kiln | son, the old | bustard | son does not dare to go too far. They do not belong to the old |bustard|child's personal belongings, each of them is independent. The old | bustard | son provides a place, and they work. In fact, like her, she has saved money for the past two years, bought a small yard in the inner city, and now rents it out for profit. Every sister is the kind of person who can do whatever she wants and has to register at the yamen. If you don't want to do it, don't dare, just go to the yamen and cancel your prostitution status.

It is that the taxes levied on people like myself are heavier, but apart from the fact that the way to make money is not very bright, he lives like a person.

After two glasses of wine, my whole body warmed up.

Ding Daquan heard something else from the girl's words, that is, Xin Song seems to be in the hearts of the people of Xin Song: very popular.

He deliberately said, "Even so, it's really not easy for a weak woman like this girl to make a living..."

But the girl just laughed: "I was originally a raised sister in the kiln|zili, my parents couldn't survive, they sold me, and they were transferred to the kiln|zili. I was only eight years old at that time..."

"Then you should hate Jin people even more, but Xin Song regards Jin people as siblings..." Ding Daquan said.

The girl showed a little surprise on her face, then she covered her mouth and laughed: "I am originally from Xiangyang, and I owe my brother-in-law, who is an official, two taels of silver. I don't know, the guest said, who is torturing me now?"

Ding Da was dumbfounded, but he couldn't say any more.

The girl seemed to be afraid of spoiling the fun, so she said: "I sold from the north to the south, and I was beaten and scolded by my mother all day. Later, the new Song Dynasty came, and I became a good person. I also divided five acres of land, which is a good land! The hunting man, they were originally mountain people, and then they went down the mountain... He didn't dislike me, and we became a family. That year, my head of the family went to Hetao to sell horses, but was killed by the Mongolian Tartars. I guarded Three years later, I got married again, but not every time I met a good person. This time, I met a **** who forced me to open a secret door at home to make money. I never treated me like a human! The Shangyamen sued him, he was sentenced to hard labor, and he will never come out for the rest of his life. As for myself... I have a very hard life. The widow has a lot of disputes, and many people say that I hurt my husband Yunyun... I don't want to say that, just simply I found a hall and made my own business by hanging the curtains. It's just a jerk!"

Ding Daquan is not about these pitiful backgrounds. In the kiln, everyone can tell a bunch of pitiful stories. He has long lost that sympathy. She was concerned about another thing: "You became a prostitute, and the house and land that were allocated to you were taken back?"

Of course.

Ding Daquan nodded, thinking about it in his heart. This industry is heavily taxed, which can be implemented in the Southern Song Dynasty.

It happened that the official family was short of money in order to build a temple for Concubine Yan. This was indeed an opportunity to show his face. If you can get the official family's fancy, then... It seems that after returning, you have to collect some good things for the old **** Dong Songchen, and he has to deliver the message from the official family.

Thinking of this, I felt a sense of relief for a moment, and I pulled the girl to my side, and my hand was about to unbutton the girl's clothes.

This girl just did that, and she acted casually, which made him lose interest for a while.

Just thinking about not going out for a fire, there was a knock on the door.

The girl chuckled: "This guest officer, remember not to talk to the sisters next time. I forgot to mention that this room is for business affairs, and the time is only half an hour at most. After this hour, you can either add money, Either you leave."

The fuck! What can I do in half an hour!

The girl giggled: "The men I've met only last for a stick of incense at most. The rest of the time is enough to eat a meal." So, half an hour is enough.

Having said that, several sisters who passed by outside the door also laughed.

Ding Daquan was a little embarrassed for a while. He came here not to find entertainment, but to entertain these women. Jia Sidao's expression seemed to appear in front of his eyes again, and he just felt that even this kind of **** would dare to play with him.

Just as he was about to get angry, a boy ran in, "The distinguished guest is surnamed Ding, and someone is looking for him outside the door."

Anyone else find themselves here?

Ding Daquan thought to himself: It's not that Prime Minister Qiao and Jia Sidao know about their coming here.

Thinking of this, his face turned pale. This is to throw the face of the Southern Song Dynasty to the New Song Dynasty. He hurried out, and the boy chased after him, but only said the name of a tea house.

He was anxious in his heart. When he arrived at the teahouse, he stepped in and the shopkeeper asked, "Is that Mr. Ding? Qingfeng and Yue on the second floor."

Qingfeng and Yue are the names of the elegant rooms. He didn't have time to ask, so he went up to the second floor. At the entrance of the stairs on the second floor stood a young man in a strong suit. The young man's eyes were light and he only said three words: "Come with me."

Seeing that Qingfeng and Yue were indeed written on the door of the private room, he breathed a sigh of relief.

This young man doesn't know himself, so the person looking for him is not a member of the mission. He is not a member of the mission, but he knows himself... Could he be a merchant from the Southern Song Dynasty?

Not right either! The merchants of the Southern Song Dynasty would not dare to treat themselves with such an attitude.

Feeling uneasy in his heart, after he went in, he was half leaning on a man in his thirties on the couch.

Wanyankang looked Ding Daquan up and down, and seeing that this man was really different from ordinary people, his complexion was indeed a little blue, he smiled and said, "Master Ding didn't know me before, but I will always know me in the future. It's okay to tell you now, next time. Wanyankang…”

Complete Yankang?

Which Wanyankang?

Is that Wan Yan Kang?

Before he came out, he heard in a trance that Jia Sidao had sent a greeting card to this man. Unexpectedly, before Jia Sidao came, he saw him here.

And he didn't ask to see him himself, he asked to see him.

This kind of mentality of comparing those who look down on him made him feel very fond of this new Song King Zhao for a while, kneeling down and bowing his head: "Your Highness is well!"

"Get up!" Wanyankang leaned on the soft pillow without moving, and pointed to a chair not far away: "Sit whatever you want."

Ding Daquan's **** was only next to the side of the bench, and it was more uncomfortable to sit than to stand.

Wanyankang closed the book in his hand, pushed it aside at will, changed a comfortable position, and asked, "Do you know why you were called here?"

"Small...small...I really don't know." Ding Daquan said honestly.

Wanyankang threw a salutation message, Ding Daquan hurriedly caught it, and at first glance, it was actually Jia Sidao.

"Do you know why this king didn't see him, but only came to see you?" Wanyankang asked.

Ding Daquan shook his head: "I also ask the lord for advice."

Wanyan Kang sat up and looked at him: "Because you have nothing to rely on, but he is already your uncle."

Ding Daquan vaguely understood, and he emphasized: "The youngest is a minister of the Southern Song Dynasty."

Wanyan Kang smiled, "I thought you were a smart person."

Ding Daquan dare not say that he is not smart, saying that he is not smart is to directly reject others. Ke Ding Daquan doesn't care about saying that he is smart, because he doesn't know what he is about to face.

After being silent for a long time, he said: "To tell the truth, the little one is a deputy envoy, but he is only a small county lieutenant..."

"You don't have to tell me your resume...I know your resume better than you..." After speaking, he looked at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo recited the text, "Ding Daquan, courtesy name Ziwan, a native of Zhenjiang in the Southern Song Dynasty. He was born with different appearances, his face was blue, and he was called Ding Qingpi, which made people shudder. In the second year of Jiaxi, he was a jinshi... He was transferred to Captain Xiao Shan. This person is highly skilled, and tries his best to curry favor with Lu Yunsheng and Dong Songchen, who are highly favored by Zhao Yun..."

Seeing Ding Daquan breaking out in cold sweat, Wanyan Kang interrupted Yang Guo with a wave of his hand, and asked Ding Daquan, "Do you want to go on? I have some information about you here..." He made a gesture of benefit: "It's so thick... from your parents. The situation, the situation of your parents, your interpersonal network, and then you got married, gave birth to all kinds of children, even including the earliest bribe you received, who gave it when and where, and what was said at the time Everything is clear..."

Ding Daquan knelt down with a thud: "He De, He Neng, make Wang Ye so troublesome." These things can't be found out in a day or two.

In fact, Chaowen Pavilion has records of officials in the Southern Song Dynasty. These verifications, how much can be exchanged for points and silver. Where are these Jianghu people? Just looking up things is silver, why don't people put some effort into it. Before going out, he asked his son to tell Chaowen Pavilion that he wanted Ding Daquan's information. No, people sat in the teahouse, and the materials were sent. This is efficiency.

For the Southern Song Dynasty, the master has been waiting ten years, and these ten years are definitely not in vain.

After suppressing Ding Daquan, Wanyan Kang said, "Why did Qiao Xingjian leave you and Jia Sidao to enter the palace alone, and why did Jia Sidao send greetings to this king, do you understand all this?"

Yes! Qiao Xingjian faced the official family of Xinsong alone, who knows what he promised him, and how can he know what kind of thoughts are hidden behind him.

There is also Jia Sidao, his sister is still a noble concubine, he condescended to condescend, and took the initiative to ask Zhao Wang. Obviously he didn't realize something.

He said again: "Please advise the lord." This time, he was more sincere than last time.

Seeing that he was obedient, Wanyan Kang said, "I can't talk about advice, but you should know who this king used to be..."

Once he was the only son of the Sixth Prince of the Golden Kingdom.

"Who is this king now?" Wanyan Kang asked again.

Now you are King Zhao of the new Song Dynasty.

Wanyan Kang chuckled lightly, "Then you say, why did this king leave the prince of the King's Palace, who was a good man, not to do it, so he turned himself against the Kingdom of Dajin?"

Ding Daquan shook his head, thinking about this at the time, he always felt that there was something wrong with the king of Zhao.

Wanyan Kang asked, "Where is the Great Jin Kingdom now?"

The Kingdom of Great Jin had long since been wiped out, but the prince of the prince's palace was transformed into a more prominent prince of the new Song Dynasty.

Ding Daquan thought for a while, and he already understood.

He was trying to say: I can even give up the prince of the palace, why would you be reluctant to give up your position as a small county lieutenant? Back then, I saw that Jin Guo was already showing a dejected image, so I found another way out. how about you? Do you think the Southern Song Dynasty will last forever?

Yes! This is a living example.

Wanyankang asked again: "Now do you know why Jia Sidaogui asked to see this king as uncle?"

understood! He is not as prominent now as you were back then. You were still a royal family back then, but he was only a relative. You can give up, what can he not give up? Abandoned, it is impossible to say that Jia Sidao has changed his body, and his identity is more prominent than that of the country's uncle.

In the final analysis, it is nothing but a retreat and a future.

Ding Daquan is also a willing person, and immediately knelt down: "My lord, you will be the little master in the future, you can do what you say."

Wanyan Kang: "..." After all, you are a deputy envoy, your attitude is too low.

But no matter what the person himself is, this person can be considered useful.

The goal is achieved, and you can go home. Before leaving, he gave Ding Daquan a waist card. In the future, he only recognizes the waist card and does not recognize anyone. When someone brings the other half of the waist card to him, he just needs to be obedient and do things.

"The matter of the future... You have done things well, and you will be indispensable to the future." Before leaving, he gave the other party such a promise and 20,000 taels of silver as funding.

Ding Daquan respectfully sent others away, and he spent a long time alone in the private room, and he did not leave until it was about to close.

At this time, the snow outside was already heavy, and there was no one on the street. It seemed impossible to go back to the city, so I simply found a hall with the door open, found a girl from the past, spent the night in a warm room, and set off for the next day at dawn. go.

On the way back, I bought fried dough sticks unique to the North, but saw that Jia Sidao had already packed up and was taking someone out. As soon as he saw the half-cart of gifts, he knew that he was going to Zhao Wangfu.

He greeted politely: "Master Jia is going to go out?" He was holding the fried dough sticks wrapped in hemp paper, and he had to say a few more polite words. Who knew that people would pass in front of him and get on the carriage directly, as if taking a second glance would get in the way .

When the carriage was far away, Ding Daquan straightened up, and the smile on his face disappeared little by little. At this time, he saw the embassy across the road from here, and the door was opened from the inside. Several Mongolian sweats came out yawning.

what! The Mongolian envoy has arrived!

When did this happen? I didn't see you when I went out last night.

He turned his face to see Prime Minister Qiao's handyman sticking out his head to look this way, so he withdrew the gloomy expression on his face and put on a little smile. Other people's prime ministers are still seven-rank officials. As a county captain, he is not even as good as seven-rank. He took the initiative to hand over the fried dough sticks: "Take it and taste it." Seeing that the boy was happy, he asked, "I didn't notice when I went out just now. When did the Mongolian envoy arrive?"

The handyman said vaguely: "Probably the adults slept early and didn't know, but they arrived last night. It was snowing heavily at that time."

Oh!

"Do you know who is here?" Ding Daquan asked again.

The handyman stuffed fried dough sticks in his mouth and said, "I wonder what kind of prince he is..."

Prince?

That's not a low spec.

"It's Prince Guiyu." The fourth master handed the credentials to Tongtong.

But Tongtong didn't know who Guiyou was, she only remembered Huodu, the Mongolian prince.

However, among the sons of the Mongolian Khan Okuotai, there was no one named Huodu.

The fourth master had long forgotten about that damned Huo, he was talking about this Guiyou: "...the eldest son of Wo Kuotai..." is the later Yuan Dingzong.

Tong Tong was in awe. I let it go when I knew who it was, and I was still thinking about it, this Huo must be a prince, it makes no sense that Mongolia has no such character on the card. But if it wasn't for the prince, why would everyone in Jianghu call him a prince? Moreover, this person may have something to do with Wanyan Yan of the Great Golden Kingdom.

She thought about this in her heart, but the fourth master was educating his son over there, and he was talking about the current Mongolian Khan Wo Kuotai.

Heng'er knew more about Tuo Lei. The first way was Huazheng, and the second way was Guo Jing. The third one is the eagle. When we talk about Diao'er, we talk about Huazheng. When we talk about Huazheng, we talk about Guo Jing, saying that Huazheng is Guo Jing's younger sister Yunyun.

What he was more curious about at this moment was: "Haven't the Mongolians always had the custom of 'keeping the youngest child'? According to this custom, Tuo Lei should be the reasonable heir."

That's right.

The so-called young child keeping production refers to a family, only the youngest son born to the wife can live with the parents all the time, and eventually inherit all the property of the parents.

There are four direct sons of Genghis Khan, namely Zhuchi, Chagatai, Okuotai and Tolei.

According to the custom of keeping the young son in production, Tuo Lei should be called to inherit the throne of Khan. In fact, after the death of Genghis Khan, there was a quarrel for the heir for more than 40 days. Even if there was an edict from Genghis Khan that Okuotai succeeded to the throne, there were also Mongolian tribes who refused to accept it, because it was not in line with this "young son guarding birth".

It is a good thing that children can ask questions, which just makes up for a lesson that Henger has been missing. Because he has no brothers who can compete with him for the throne.

The fourth master said: "If Temujin is just a tribal leader, then there is no problem in choosing Tuo Lei. But Temuzhen is not only a leader who does not fall, he is a dignified Genghis Khan. Comparisons between Mongolian tribes It’s complicated, and you can’t govern without prestige. Tuo Lei is the youngest son, and he has a lot of military talent, but, when you look at those materials, do you have a record of Tuo Lei leading the army alone?”

Heng Er shook his head, as if not.

"That's right." The fourth master said: "Without an independent leader, he has always been by his father's side, so there is no condition for cultivating direct subordinates and the army. If there is no such thing, where will the prestige come from. And he In terms of meritorious deeds, Juchi and Chagatai are bigger than Wo Kuotai. But Juchi is a 'guest'..." The name originally means guest. He was not Temujin's son, but was conceived after Temujin's wife was captured. "So, he has no qualifications from the blood. But Temujin also saved this son, because Zhuchi and Chagatai have always been at odds. If there is you but I don't have you, if Chagatai takes the throne, Zhuchi will die. Undoubtedly. Therefore, Genghis Khan gave Zhuchi the farthest vassal state, beat him from a distance, and gave the khan seat to the centrist Wo Kuotai. He had a generous heart and prestige. But even so, he still Leaving a will, saying that if Wo Kuotai wants to succeed the throne, he must be elected through the 'Hulitai' meeting..."

Heng Er of the Hulitai Conference also knew that it was a council attended by tribal leaders or tribal alliance leaders and nobles. In the early days, it was used to elect leaders and decide wars, but Genghis Khan retained this custom.

Fourth Master's evaluation of this is: "It's rare!"

Heng'er understood the meaning of this a little: "If the person sitting on the dragon chair is tyrannical and domineering, this will not be a blessing in the world."

right! This is a bit of the meaning of minzhu choosing the right people.

The father and son had a heated discussion about Mongolia's past, present and future on the table, and Tong Tong was still stuck in the question of who Huo Du was.

It was late at night when the fourth master said, "Your son must be your son. I'm afraid it may not be the prince of any tribe."

If he didn't want to stay in Mongolia, but he could wander around the rivers and lakes, and even hid in the beggar gang for 16 years, how could he be so idle? He can only be from a certain clan, or a clan that has fallen.

Lin Yutong remembered the family: "That lineage of Du Shi, the grandson of Wang Han, the leader of Kelie's department?"

It should be about the same.

This one was merged and wiped out by Temujin, and Du Shi, who wanted to marry Huazheng... What happened afterward? Whether he died or escaped, no one could tell. If it is a descendant of this lineage, it is reasonable.

The status can indeed be regarded as a prince, but... there is really no place for him to be busy, relying on martial arts to plan this and that.

The doubts were resolved, and then he fell asleep.

The fourth master is helpless, you said how can you be so competitive. Is it interesting to compete on this? !

interesting! Of course it's interesting.

Wasn't there Yeluqi, the son of Yelu Chucai, who accompanied Prince Guiyou this time?

Lin Yutong asked Long'er, "Where is the person who asked you to settle last time?"

The person who called me in last time?

You asked me to place too many people!

Lin Yutong said, "A woman surnamed Liang!"

"Oh!" Long'er remembered: "She took care of her very well. She is teaching in the women's camp." The main teachers are the teachers of the Women's Red Class, who are friendly and kind. "Why did Mother ask about her?"

her! She's really an important person.

As soon as this Yelu came together, Lin Yutong remembered this woman. Speaking of which, when Yelu Chucai got away, Lin Yutong sent someone to look for his wife.

His original wife Liang Shi gave him a son Liang Xuan. That is his eldest son. But during the war, Yelu Chucai and his wife were lost! Yelu Chucai took his son to Mongolia, and later he had to reuse it... When Lin Yutong found the Liang family, Yelu Chucai married the Su family again, and this Su family was the fourth grandson of Su Shi. Of course, Su Shi was long gone. Immediately after, he gave birth to his second son, Yelu Zhu, with this Su clan.

In history, the eldest son of Yelu Chucai was mediocre, but this time he seems to have received the true inheritance of his father. There are a lot of things that are not easy to talk about, but at least a child without a mother is definitely not as good as a child with a mother.

This Liang family is in the women's camp, and it is not a lack of news. For example, the current affairs of various countries require children to understand a little bit. Therefore, the news of Yelu Chucai in Mongolia is often mentioned. But Liang Shi remained silent and said nothing. She is a stupid woman, someone has tried so hard to find her, she can't not know why, but she knows but doesn't speak, and has been staying in the women's camp so honestly, Lin Yutong doesn't know what others think .

Lin Yutong doesn't know what Yeluqi's background is. I don't know whether it was born by Su's or Yelu Chucai's concubine, but Yelu's family has come. This Liang's husband and wife relationship with Yelu Chucai is broken, can it still be broken? A flesh-and-blood relationship with her son?

After listening to her mother say so much, Long Er suddenly understood: "Father and mother are reluctant to bear Yelu Chucai."

Lin Yutong sighed: "Go, take good care of it. It may be of great use at some point. You can't call it an accident."

As soon as Long'er left here, Huang Rong asked to see him: "I heard that the Mongolian embassy is here, do you have any news?"

It's the news about Huodu.

Lin Yutong said in his heart, I am not familiar with Mongolia, but Guo Jing is familiar. Whose son's name is Huo Du, doesn't he know? Come in and ask me, where can I find Huo Du for you. This kind of thing can only wait for the other party to show up. Or, can pry Wanyanyan's mouth open.

But Wanyanyan, that woman... Listening to what Long'er said, it was very difficult to deal with.

Therefore, Huang Rong came to mean: "Tell me to meet Wanyanyan?"

Huang Rong frowned, "The old blind man has been on a hunger strike for the third day at home."

Lin Yutong: "..." If you love to die, you will die!

As a result, before the words were spoken, Ah Chou came back to send a message: "Wanyanping and Wanyandao have an accident, they are gone!"

Ah?

Huang Rong looked at Lin Yutong, and Lin Yutong said, "Isn't Mrs. Guo looking for someone? Then Huo Du is not showing up!"

"I'll go right now." Huang Rong ran out without saying a word.

Lin Yutong just looked at Ah Chou: "Go, take me to see Wanyanyan."

Ah Chou gasped: "The girl has already gone to see her."

"Who's with me." The girl was called back, and she was alone? "Where's Yang Guo following?" She felt a little relieved when she thought of this.

Ah Chou shook his head: "Young Master Yang went to find Miss Wanyan, our princess is alone."

Lin Yutong's complexion changed, and with a flick of his figure, he was gone...

The author has something to say: I can't open my sleepy eyes, so let's talk about it tomorrow...

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