Some people are happy and some are worried. Chang Yu is the one who is smiling but not smiling, Zhu Cihong is not hiding his joy, and Xue Lian, the poor guy who wants to laugh but dare not laugh, actually follows Zhu Cihong and buys Jiang Chunying in the end.
He lost nearly a thousand taels but gained nearly a thousand taels. Similarly, Song Yude got his money back even though he made no profit.
Only Zhu Chunchen and Li Guodong, who had dark faces and dull eyes, were left. Together they lost two hundred thousand taels overnight, two hundred thousand taels!
Looking at the bet in Zhu Cixiang's hand, both of them had an impulse at the same time, to kill the king!
Xu Yunzhen, who had been forcing a smile on his face, might have felt that this was too tiring, so he simply stopped laughing. He mentally cursed at how he had gotten into trouble with these two unlucky guys, and lost more than 20,000 taels on the first day he came to watch the fun!
Wang Dehua and others left. They won and lost, and their bones and muscles were not hurt.
Chang Yu left, and Zhu Cixiang also left, leaving only the two princes and three princes sitting in silence.
The door of the Yuma Prison Yamen was closed. Wang Dehua and others gathered here. They could not hide the joy on their faces, but no one said a word. Their eyes were focused on Chang Yu, who was drawing Arabic numerals that they could not understand on the paper. The atmosphere was overwhelming.
Dare not make a sound.
"If you calculate it roughly, we won nearly 200,000 taels tonight. According to the agreement between you and the emperor, we can get 60,000 taels."
"After taking care of the prince and paying other supporting actors, there are still 50,000 taels left. According to the previous agreement, I will take 20,000 and the remaining 30,000 will be divided among you."
Woohoo, everyone cheered in low voices. In just one night, I got thousands of taels of silver in my account just for doing a small job. It’s not that great. Add in the profit from the handicap, making money in this event is not that fast.
In an alley in front of the Prince's Mansion, Zhang Wuwei and Guan Haishan and three others were standing in the dark shadow. When they saw Chang Yu's figure, they came closer.
"Brothers, thank you for your hard work." Chang Yu said, taking out a hundred taels of silver from his pocket and handing it over: "Let's take it and share it among the brothers."
The four of them were overjoyed, but Zhang Wuwei was still a little embarrassed: "Eunuch Chang said that I will play today, why..."
According to the script in advance, Chang Yu really wanted Zhang Wuwei to pretend to be a eunuch for the finale, but the atmosphere at that time also made him really angry, and he was also worried that Zhu Chunchen and others would see the flaw and expose the slap in the face, which would affect the future plot.
He still had some confidence in Fan Jiaqian, so he temporarily changed the script.
"Good steel is used on the blade. Brother Zhang wants to have many opportunities to play. I have a good rest tonight and I will arrange a game for you tomorrow." Chang Yu said and urged a few people to return to the team for duty.
In the Prince's Mansion, Duanben Palace, candlelight flickered, and two figures appeared in pairs.
Seeing Chang Yu walking in, Zhu Cixiang rushed over excitedly: "You are really too smart and resourceful. I just calculated that you made more than 100,000 yuan for your father in this night alone."
Food and salary, you, you are really a lucky star of the Ming Dynasty."
Chang Yu smiled slightly: "It's exactly 140,000 taels." He glanced at the lonely figure under the candlelight. The most important thing is that the prince consort can act well."
Gong Yonggu put down the wine glass in his hand and turned around with a drunken look on his face: "I don't dare to take credit. It's Eunuch Chang's design that's so good that everyone will fall for it!"
"Prince-in-law, I have offended a lot in my previous words, please forgive me." Chang Yu came closer and bowed deeply.
"Hey, what are you talking about? We have all prepared the words in advance. Why are you so pretentious now? I can devote myself to the Ming Dynasty and die, so how can I care about this little face?"
"Your Majesty, you are a true gentleman!" Chang Yu gave him a thumbs up.
"I'm going to ask for the account tomorrow, I'm going to ask for it tomorrow..." Zhu Cixiang might have been too excited, muttering all the time, not even paying attention to what Chang Yu and Gong Yonggu were saying.
Chang Yu thought it was funny, so he teased him: "What if I don't give it to you?"
"Well, how could he refuse to give me the black and white paper? Is it possible that he will default on the payment?"
"It's not surprising for such shameless people to default on their debts, so what are you going to do?" Chang Yu said with a smile.
Zhu Cixiang's face darkened: "Yes, what will I do if you sincerely default on your debt?" As he spoke, he couldn't help but become impatient and rubbed his head vigorously.
"If he refuses to pay, he will come to ask for it. I will go to his door every day and scold him. If he doesn't give it, I will find someone to smash it. No matter how shameless he is, he will not be shameless..." Chang Yu woke up the dreamer, Zhu Cihong.
Suddenly he was very excited: "I suddenly wanted to let him off the hook, so that I would have an excuse to take people to smash their doghouse!"
It was still dark. After getting up early and washing up, Chang Yu went to the guard courtyard and did some warm-up exercises. Regardless of the severe cold, he took off his cotton-padded clothes and started practicing. He kicked the heavy sandbags with bang bang bang sounds.
Sure enough, Tang Potian and others were woken up after a while. With sleepy eyes, they walked outside the house holding their arms and breathing in the heat: "Eunuch Chang, you are disturbing the people."
"What kind of civilian are you?" Chang Yu turned around and grinned. He did not stop moving. He kept changing his legs and kicked the sandbag hard. Every move was very powerful. He looked at Tang Potian and frowned: "Doesn't it hurt?"
"It hurts, but it gets numb soon." Chang Yu gasped and said, "Before you learn to beat others, you must first learn to be beaten. As a martial arts practitioner, you should understand this. Kicking sandbags can not only improve leg strength.
It can also enhance resistance to blows."
What nonsense is that? Tang Potian stopped talking. He took off his cotton-padded clothes and walked to a sandbag to start a fight. Soon Cheng Chongdao and other personal guards also got up one after another to join in. At the same time, more than 200 people on the grass field also
Already gathered to start morning practice.
At nine o'clock, Chang Yu was grabbed by Tang Potian as soon as he walked out of the Prince's Mansion: "Is today a day for fighting?"
"Well, are you going?"
"Prince, please let us go out of the palace with him later to ask for money from Duke Dingguo's mansion. We don't have time to defend you." Tang Potian looked embarrassed.
"Pretending to suppress the enemy's position? You're going to press Mao, who cares?" Chang Yu said, shook him off and walked away, laughing secretly in his heart that the prince couldn't hold his breath. Tang Potian was left with a look of shock and confusion on his face.
Have you become a pawn?
After leaving the Prince's Mansion, he went straight to the south gate of the imperial city, said hello to the gatekeepers and the eunuchs on duty, and then left the city, truly making a face.
After passing through Daming Gate and exiting Zhengyang Gate, I looked left and right outside Dashilar to make sure no one was following me. I turned around and ducked into a teahouse, where the waiter hurriedly greeted me.
"Is there a private room?" Chang Yu took out a piece of broken silver. The waiter smiled happily and nodded: "Yes, sir, please come here." He said and led Chang Yu into a box in the corner.
"Someone will come looking for me later. If you want someone named Chang, bring him over." Chang Yu said and asked the waiter to close the door and leave.
As soon as a pot of tea was brewed, there was a knock on the door outside.
"Come in"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and Zhang Wuwei came in with three people: "Brother Chang"
Chang Yu responded naturally and quickly stood up to greet them to sit down. He knew that Zhang Wuwei called him this to hide his identity.
"This is Jia Dazhi, the chief of the hundred households of the Fifth Army Camp (equivalent to the deputy hundred households), Luo Xingwei, the chief bannerman of the Three Thousand Battalion (usually held by the hundred households of the trial), and Chen Xian, the hundred households of the Shenji Camp."
Zhang Wuwei first introduced the three people he brought over one by one. They were the people from the Beijing camp that Chang Yu asked him to find, and they were all junior officers in the army. To be honest, in Qianhu in the late Ming Dynasty,
Hundreds of households are really like crucian carp crossing the river. If there are too many, they are worthless.
The three of them all looked to be over thirty, and none of them looked good. While Chang Yu was observing them, he was also observing Chang Yu. He was even curious about such a young person. Zhang Wuwei actually called him Brother Chang. He had done so before.
Asked about Chang Yu's background, Zhang Wuwei was tight-lipped and said he had a big background and didn't say much else.
Chang Yu had only one purpose in looking for people in the Beijing camp, and that was to buy weapons. He had no manpower now, but he lacked weapons. In the future, he would not have to fight with the bandits with bare hands.
The Ming Dynasty had relatively strict control over weapons, and what he wanted was not just one or two weapons. If he went to a blacksmith to make one, he would risk being reported at any time, causing unnecessary trouble.
In this way, it is better to purchase directly from the army. Firstly, it is cheaper than hiring a blacksmith to build it, and the risk is low, and the quality is guaranteed. Secondly, it is not troublesome and can be purchased in large batches, as much as you want.
"How many people can really do it?" Chang Yu helped the three of them make tea and went straight to the topic, testing in his words. In fact, he was already sure in his heart that the entire military and civilian system of the Ming Dynasty was rotten and moldy from top to bottom these days.
, it has long been a common practice to withhold food and pay from the top and resell military supplies from the bottom.
Sure enough, the three of them looked at each other and smiled: "What do you want and how much do you want?"
"As many knives, muskets, and crossbows as you want." Chang Yu smiled faintly.
The three of them looked startled, it was a big deal, and then they laughed and said, "This requires a lot of money."
"It's just that I'm not short of money." Chang Yu smiled slightly and took out fifty taels of silver from his arms: "This is the deposit, let's talk about the price..."
More than half an hour later, Chang Yu left the teahouse. After walking around a few times to make sure no one was following him, he found the silly teahouse, rented his carriage and bought some food and drinks. He drove out of the city from Dongbianmen alone and walked along the city wall.
Go north to outside Chaoyang Gate.
He found a remote place outside the frozen moat and tied the horse to a tree. Chang Yu lay in the carriage, raised a curtain, and looked at the scenery outside while eating. The weather was still good, and there was still snow all over the ground, and pedestrians and carriages were coming and going.
An ancient painting of the city.
After having enough water and food, Chang Yu looked up at the sun, counted the time, then turned his head and squinted his eyes to take a nap.
Almost half an hour later, Chang Yu woke up, looked out the car window at the passers-by for a while, with a smile on his face, got out of the car, untied the reins, and headed north.
The further north you go, the more remote you are, but the more pedestrians you get, the more they travel in groups of twos and threes. There are eunuchs with expressionless faces, and there are gangsters with rough faces. Some have relaxed expressions, while others have solemn expressions.
Chang Yu drove the carriage, and the horse kept moving forward at a constant speed. Because he was wearing a felt hat, no one noticed for a while that this coachman was the first powerful eunuch in the palace.
There were four or five people riding tall horses in front of them walking slowly. After Chang Yu squinted his eyes and looked at them, he stepped on the accelerator and quickly caught up with them: "Hey, who am I to say? They are so heroic and majestic. It turns out that
It's Mr. Fang Ba." The people immediately turned out to be Fang Ba and his entourage.
Fang Ba, who was on the horse, had a solemn expression and was talking to his entourage. When he heard the voice, he almost dropped his eyes: "Master Chang, you will enjoy it!"
"I have to" Chang Yu chuckled: "How about coming over? I still have some food and drinks in the car. Come over and have a drink?"
"That's a good relationship," Fang Ba said, getting off his horse and getting on the carriage. Chang Yu casually pointed to a young gangster passing by the road: "Come up and drive the carriage." Then he got into the carriage. The young gangster also obeyed and hurriedly jumped on the carriage to pick up the car.
Pick up the reins and drive carefully.
Who would have thought that five days ago, two people who seemed to be incompatible with each other would now meet so warmly, and who would have thought that these two people were going to a duel now.
"Master Ba, I just saw that you have a lot more manpower than last time." In the carriage, Chang Yu squinted and chuckled. Fang Ba sat upright with a slightly solemn look on his face. Naturally, he would not eat Chang Yu's leftovers.
"It's more than the previous few days, because I don't have 50,000 taels of silver to give you, and I don't want to lose to you." Fang Ba laughed at himself, "So I have to bite the bullet and beat you."
Chang Yu laughed: "I hope you get what you want, but I think it's still hanging."
Fang Ba nodded slightly: "I haven't seen you for a few days and my hands look in good spirits!"
"Have you noticed it too?" Chang Yu looked proud. It seems that the hard work for these men has been in vain these days.
"Master Chang, are you going to play again this time?" Fang Ba suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked.
Chang Yu was startled, then shook his head: "I'm a little lazy today and don't want to do anything."
Fang Ba breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. To be honest, Mr. Chang's attack was too dark. Your kick made my head hurt slightly. Several of my brothers are still lying down and unable to get up."
Woolen cloth".
Chang Yu smiled and said nothing.
In the small woods, the mud from the previous few days can still be seen, but it was just frozen.
Fang Ba brought far more manpower this time than last time. The two hundred men were only a lot more than Chang Yu's men, which was less than half a hundred at most.
The two groups of Ulala's men were facing each other in the open space next to the grove with a distance of three or four meters, and they all showed cruel looks in their eyes, eager to try.
Once a person has confidence, he will naturally have an aura. When hundreds of people gather together, there will be a great aura, which is the so-called morale!
In a short period of time, Chang Yu has trained more than two hundred eunuchs until they have gained confidence and enthusiasm. They have long since lost their usual submissiveness, let alone the timidity of last time. Following this, they are all gearing up.
.
"Look at the sharp-billed monkeys over there, who are as skinny as monkeys. How can they be your opponents? Look at how you can be your opponent. Look at all of you.
Every p can be blown away, don’t give me any fright, just think of a word, and I’ll do it all for you!”
Chang Yu stood in front of the eunuch team, pointing at Fang Ba's men across from him and cheering for his own people. As expected, the eunuchs couldn't help laughing and their expressions became more relaxed, but Fang Ba had three black lines on his head.
"It's just a bunch of hooligans who have beaten me up, come on!" Chang Yu shouted.
The gang fight begins!
Next to a crooked-necked willow tree by the moat, Chang Yu and Fang Ba leaned against each other and cracked melon seeds, looking at the crowd of people fighting over there with faint expressions.
"Have you brought the money?" According to the agreement between Chang Yu and Fang Ba: Unless Fang Ba wins the battle, or pays 50,000 taels of silver to break the dispute, or he will continue to fight, but if he loses or draws, he will have to pay 50,000 taels of silver.
One hundred taels of silver.
"Master Chang, are you sure of winning? I don't think so." Fang Ba looked at the crowd fighting in the distance with a smile on his face. He had doubled the number of people this time, so he was sure of victory.
"I may not be sure of winning, but you will definitely lose." Chang Yu smiled slightly.
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