After waiting for a while, Mo Changping came back.
The Shao family is a big family in Jingshi Town, and everyone knows about it, so it's easy to find out.
The Shao family is a wealthy local squire family. There is also an old man in the family who is an official in Beijing, so they are not an ordinary family. Just because there is an official in the family, they are the chief of the town's pavilion, including the liu who governs Jingshi Town.
County magistrates all want to please.
Song Qiu listens, this Shao family is just like the Fan family in Panshi Town.
However, the Fan family was originally a scholarly and wealthy family, and the person in charge of the family was also in a high position, much higher than the Shao family.
The Shao family is not short of money. The three acres of land in Shaoyang Lake can be sold or not, depending on mood.
This is not easy to handle.
Mo Changping is always reliable in doing things and inquires very carefully.
"The current head of the Shao family, Mr. Shao, is the brother of Mr. Shao who is an official in Beijing. Mr. Shao likes to play chess, and his favorite is playing chess with others at the Zhenlong Chess Club on Daqianmen Street. He often stays there
Just a whole day.
His chess skills are not very good, but his chess skills are very good, he is cheerful, and he loses when he loses. He is not impatient, but because he is generous, so even if he is a bad chess player, many people like to play chess with him.
The most important thing is that Mr. Shao never bets for nothing. Every time he plays a game with someone, he likes to make bets in advance, usually with money. If he loses, he will give money."
Play chess.
Hearing this, Song Qiu touched his chin and his mind started spinning rapidly.
If you gamble with those three acres of land and beat Mr. Shao, it will be easy to get those three acres of land.
But she can’t play chess either!
She is good at backgammon and plays quite well, but she knows nothing about Go.
This method won't work.
But Aling's mind was spinning quickly, "Let's spend some money to hire someone to help us do it!"
This is counterintuitive! Buying land also costs money.
Song Qiu nodded, and then the three of them got on the carriage and headed to Zhenlong Chess Club.
Daqianmen Street is an elegant place. The street is full of elegant shops such as tea houses, chess clubs and bookstores. It is also very quiet and not noisy.
Zhenlong Chess Club is a small two-story building with a three-door facade, which is quite impressive.
The carriage stopped in the alley opposite, and Mo Changping got off the carriage and went to Zhenlong Chess Club.
You are welcome to come and play here at any time. You only need to pay for chess board fees, tea, etc. when playing chess.
Mo Changping touched the money and gave it to the waiter inside to ask him who was good at chess but whose family background was not very good.
The waiter took the money and pointed to a young man playing chess at the table inside, "Well, that guy is a poor scholar. His family is poor and he has no money to continue his scientific examination. This guy often plays with us in our chess club.
People gamble and play chess to earn some money so that they can spend on the scientific examination next year."
After hearing this, Mo Changping took note of the person and asked the waiter, "Can Mr. Shao play chess at the chess club today?"
It is not a secret in the town that Mr. Shao loves to play chess at Zhenlong Chess Club. There is nothing that the waiter cannot say, "Ask Mr. Shao. He is not here today. Mr. Shao only comes every Friday."
After Mo Changping found out more about it, he picked up his clothes and wandered around inside for a while before leaving the chess club and returning to the carriage to report back.
"Only coming on the fifth day?" Tomorrow will be the fifteenth day.
Song Qiu nodded, looked around, and saw a teahouse nearby, which happened to be across from Zhenlong Chess Club, so he simply went into the teahouse to have tea and snacks.
He found a seat by the window and while listening to the story, Mo Changping stared at the opposite side to see when the scholar would come out.
The storyteller in the teahouse is a gray-haired old man who has been telling stories for decades. His words are full of emotion and fascinating.
Song Qiu just listened to it for a while, then he took it in and listened with relish.
I don’t know if it’s because Pingjiang Prefecture is not far from Kyoto, but the teahouses and storytellers here are quite up to date with current events.
This old gentleman was talking about the major events in Beijing these days.
The King of Yan secretly colluded with the imperial officials, exploited people's lives, privately mined gold and iron ores, and raised and trained soldiers. When he was reported to the imperial court, the emperor was furious and ordered the King of Yan to go to Beijing to defend himself.
The King of Yan refused to comply with the decree, and immediately raised troops in the fiefdom to rebel, causing an uproar throughout the court.
King Yan's rebellion failed and he has been escorted back to the capital. Rebellion is a capital crime and should be executed according to the law. However, the Queen Mother wanted to do it while King Yan was raising her. She begged the Holy Lord to spare King Yan's life.
Then the Holy Emperor ordered that King Yan be demoted to a commoner and imprisoned in Prince Yan's Mansion. He would not be able to leave the Prince's Mansion until his death.
All the guests in the tea house listened with great interest and clapped their hands from time to time.
Naturally, he applauded the failure of King Yan's rebellion.
Someone loudly said: "Our Holy Emperor is diligent, loving and considerate of the people. He is a rare and good emperor. He should be immortal for generations to come. Those who are ambitious and want to covet the throne should not end well!"
"That's right!"
"If you ask me, Your Majesty is too merciful. The King of Yan is trying to show off Xianyun Yehe's lack of ambition, but in private, he actually has such thoughts. I don't know how long he has been planning behind the scenes. He is only given an advantage by confining him.
!”
"Okay, okay, after all, no civil strife was provoked, and the people were not harmed. This is all due to the Holy One's good governance and wise and heroic spirit!"
"..."
After the old gentleman finished speaking, he took a break to drink tea to soothe his throat, while the audience discussed endlessly.
Song Qiu withdrew his gaze and looked out the window.
At this moment, Mo Changping stood up and said, "Girl, the scholar is here!"
Song Qiu waved his hand, and Mo Changping quickly went downstairs and chased him out.
Song Qiu was watching from upstairs and saw Mo Changping catching up with the scholar in a few steps and saying something to him. The scholar looked up at the teahouse and after a while, Mo Changping led him back together.
After a while, I came up to the second floor.
Seeing that the masters Mo Changping mentioned were actually two girls, Tong Xiucai turned around and wanted to leave, but then thought of the money, so he restrained himself and sat down.
"I wonder what kind of business the girl wants to discuss with you?"
Song Qiudao: "I heard that Mr. Xiucai is very good at chess. I wonder how he can compare with Mr. Shao?"
Tong Xiucai heard Xian's elegance and raised his eyebrows: "Is it possible that the business the girl is talking about is asking a certain person to play chess with Mr. Shao?"
He has also played chess with Master Shao several times, so he naturally knows Master Shao's chess skills and has beaten him several times.
If he hadn't thought that Mr. Shao's younger brother was a Beijing official, he would have to take the imperial examination in the future, which was not good. Otherwise, he would have just caught Mr. Shao's wool, and he would have quickly won enough money to support his science.
Examination.
Mr. Shao is a generous man. As long as he plays chess and bets, he has enough wealth and confidence, so he doesn't care about these things.
Once, I was playing chess and gambling with fellow Gong members and lost a jade pendant worth a thousand taels.
"What does the girl want to bet with Mr. Shao?"
Seeing that this scholar's mind is spinning so fast, he is not just a rotten scholar. How smart he is.
Song Qiu didn't mince words and went straight to the point: "I'll pay you twenty taels of silver to hire you to play chess with Mr. Shao, and I'll bet on the three acres of land in front of Shaoyang Lake that connects Pinggang outside the town. How about that?"