Chapter 169 Kong Xiu’s Way to Make Money

When Yun Zhao returned home, he saw Yun Xian sitting in the small study and writing big words.

The window in the study was open, and Qian Duoduo stood behind him. The mother and son seemed to be very serious.

Yun Zhao came to the window and took a look and found that Yun Xian copied the word Xu Yuanshou.

I have to say that Xu Yuanshou's calligraphy is really distinctive. Although it is not the best in the Ming Dynasty, his calligraphy is extremely beautiful and upright, and very literary. Yun Zhao likes his calligraphy very much.

His font is from Xu Yuanshou, but after writing it, he did not have the noble temperament of Xu Yuanshou, and was ridiculed as a robber by Xu Yuanshou.

The so-called robbery word means that the characters between Yun Zhao are too closely connected, and one character often appears where one character invades another character, just like one character bullying another character.

There is no way, this can no longer be changed. After all, when Yun Zhao practices calligraphy, he relies on the number of piles up and does not have time to carefully ponder every word. In fact, no matter who wants to copy a thousand words every day, he will write this way.

Qian Duoduo saw that her husband came and saw that he did not disturb his son's intention to write, so he did not say anything. The couple's eyes fell on Yun Xian.

Yun Xian knew that his father had come, but he did not dare to stop the pen in his hand. He also knew that if he showed distractedness at this time, the consequences would be very serious.

It was not until the last word that the child opened his mouth, which was missing a tooth, and smiled at his father, "I'm done."

Yun Zhao looked at his son's words and nodded, "My heart is still a little confused. If I could calm down, the last six words could be written better."

Yun Xian smiled and said, "Dad is here."

Yun Zhao smiled and touched his son's head and said, "Okay, this time, Dad Lai, remember not to make excuses next time."

Yun Xian nodded and said, "Have you found a lot of teachers for me?"

Yun Zhao said: "Sixteen people have been ordered."

Yun Xian frowned and said, "Will there be too many? Is this part of the incident where Dad is punishing his child for escaping from Ningxia Town?"

Yun Zhao said: "There is no punishment for one thing. It is the principle of doing things that your father has always abide by. I have found you sixteen gentlemen. In fact, I want to see how many truly capable literati are still in the Ming Dynasty.

You can understand this as a scientific examination.”

Yun Xian couldn't understand what his father said, so he turned his eyes on his mother.

Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "Your father wants to set up a Academy of Sciences and Literature in the Ming Dynasty. The teacher you choose must be included in the School of Literature. This has been a long-term plan, and choosing a teacher for you is just a cover."

Yun Xian sniffed and said, "Since that's the case, can the child choose his favorite teacher from the middle?"

Yun Zhao nodded and said, "This is nature, but you can't just learn literature, mathematics, study objects, chemistry, and geometry."

Yun Xian looked at his father's eyes, couldn't help but look away, and whispered: "The child also knew that it was wrong to escape from Ningxia Town privately. It was when the thought arose, I couldn't control myself."

Yun Zhao shook his head and said, "Dad doesn't think it's your impulse. I just think it's your choice. Since you are unwilling to study according to your father's wishes, you have to give you another choice.

You have to remember that this is your own choice. Once you make a choice, you can’t change it.”

Yun Xian drooped his head and said, "I know, no matter whether I like it or not, I must stick to it after making a choice."

Yun Zhao smiled and said, "It's good that you know. Our family is quite special. It's not possible to have sex in our family. It's actually difficult for a person to do something. If you don't have enough knowledge, it's even more difficult to do things."

Yun Xian just nodded vigorously and sat back on the chair to read a book.

Yun Zhao turned his eyes to Qian Duoduo and said, "Don't teach my son to speak in the future. I am his father, not his emperor, and I don't like to talk about the right appearance.

Qian Duoduo said: "You don't care, those gentlemen who are about to come will care."

Yun Zhao snorted coldly and said, "They have arrived."

Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "Who was the first to arrive?"

Yun Zhao suppressed his anger and said, "A bastard!"

"Chang'an Avenue is narrow and slanted, with green cows and white horses and seven-scent carts, jade chariots crossing the main line, and golden whips are coming to the Hou family. The dragon holds treasures and brings the sunset, and the phoenix spits tassels and brings sunsets. A hundred-foot traveling silk competes to surround the tree, and a group of delicate birds sings together. Bees play with butterflies on the side of thousands of doors, and green trees and silver platforms have thousands of colors. The road crosses the windows to make a celebration, and the two palaces are connected to the phoenix wings.

The Liang family's painting pavilion rises from the sky, and the Han emperor's golden stem is straight out of the cloud..."

Kong Xiu lay naked in the pond, hugging two beauties in his arms, while humming and chanting Lu Zhaolin's "Chang'an Ancient Meaning" while holding wine with ice cubes, pouring it into his stomach like money.

His little boy looked at his old man with a worried face. He had just inquired about it. The cost here was far from what the hundreds of silver coins in his arms could handle.

Kong Xiu obviously ignored these things. With the help of two prostitutes, he stumbled out of the pond and was wiped clean by someone. He wrapped it in a big fluffy pure white towel and poured it on a bamboo bed, and was thoughtfully kneaded by the two beauties.

"reward……"

Kong Xiu was obviously very satisfied with the service of the two prostitutes and said a word vaguely.

Shutong Xiaoqing had no choice but to take out ten silver coins from her arms and give them to two prostitutes who were smiling brightly.

After finally waiting for the two prostitutes to leave, Xiaoqing raised her old man's head and said, "Young Master, we don't have enough money!"

Kong Xiu looked at his little boy with drunken eyes, waved his hand casually and said, "There is money in Chang'an."

Xiaoqing said anxiously: "Chang'an has money, but we don't have money."

Kong Xiu looked at Xiaoqing and laughed: "If you have money in Chang'an, we will have money."

Xiaoqing said angrily: "But we have not even settled for tomorrow's meal."

Kong Xiu laughed and said, "I finally left the broken Shandong and plunged into this prosperous era. How could I not get drunk? Silly child, in troubled times, I am worthless in your son. In this prosperous era, what is the difficulty of your son wanting money?

And I will attract the most beautiful prostitute in Meixiang Pavilion, and I will talk to the beauty under the moon."

"Or what, I'll get some?"

Kong Xiu turned his head and looked at Xiaoqing and smiled, "If you don't use the method for troubled times, you should not use the prosperous times."

Xiaoqing said: "Didn't the young master say that the method of troubled times is the most convenient and fastest way?"

Kong Xiu shook his head and said, "Yun Zhao used the method of troubled times to unify the world in just fifteen years. Look at how much time he has spent to repair the world now? Boy, the fastest way may not be the best way.

You must remember this."

Xiaoqing said again: "Since you don't allow me to steal, how can we make money?"

Kong Xiu struggled to stand up, and Xiaoqing quickly helped him wrap a big towel, and then his old man said to him: "Get pen, ink, paper and ink."

Xiaoqing hurriedly took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Kong Xiu dipped it in thick ink. After thinking for a while, he put the brush on the white paper. In a moment, a bunch of bamboo appeared on the white paper. After thinking about it, he wrote a huge word "bamboo" in the blank space. After the Shandong Wild Man's motto was put, he handed it to Xiaoqing.

"Not selling less than five hundred silver coins!"

Xiaoqing held the painting with the ink marks and said dumbly for a moment: "Young Master, I'd better go out to find money. You have never sold calligraphy and paintings before. There are many ordinary people in Chang'an, so I'm afraid I can't notice that your son is tall."

Kong Xiu drank another glass of wine and laughed: "If this painting cannot be sold, we will go back to Shandong."

"Didn't you come here to be a gentleman for the second prince? How can you go back like this?"

Kong Xiu sighed and said, "Dong Zhongshu wanted to offer Confucianism to Liu Che back then. He once said that a stunning beauty like Confucianism would lose money to marry a boy like Liu Che.

My Confucian Sect was broken by those messy people, so we could only sell 500 silver coins. However, this is also our bottom line. If the Confucian Sect is not worth even 500 silver coins, when will we stay if we don’t go home?"

Xiaoqing was extremely reluctant to go, but he knew very well who his husband was. He had no choice but to walk outside the yard. After leaving the yard, he could still hear his husband still howling.

"I want the most beautiful woman..."

After hearing this howl, Chunniang, the old prostitute in Meixiang Pavilion, repelled the two prostitutes who had just retired and whispered to a big and thick guy: "I'm optimistic about this poor person. If you let him escape, you will only ask."

The strong man laughed and said, "Don't worry, he can't escape. If he can't afford to pay, he will sell it to the coal mine as a hard worker and return the money to us."

Seeing the strong man standing outside the yard, the old madam Chunniang came to the front yard.

As soon as I left the Moon Gate, I saw the poor boy blocking the road, as if waiting for her.

The madam's face immediately filled with smiles and walked up and said, "Do you want to make a record?"

Xiaoqing said coldly: "We have no money."

The madam's face immediately changed and she screamed: "Do you want to have sex for free?"

Xiaoqing snorted and said, "Don't worry, my young master will not lose you a penny. Now, I will send the most beautiful beauty to my young master."

The madam spread her hands and said, "Only with money can you have good girls."

Xiaoqing untied the purse on her waist, and didn't count the money. She threw it to the madam with the bag. The madam reached out to catch the purse and weighed it: "Not enough!"

Xiaoqing said: "Give so much first, I'll make money now."

The madam looked up and down at the thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy and said with a smile: "How do you want to make money? I know you are someone else's **, but this business is not allowed to open in Chang'an City."

A cold light flashed in Xiaoqing's eyes, and he reached out and pinched the madam's neck. His figure and madam wanted to be the madam, but he lifted the madam with one hand. The madam only felt that his eyes were dark and his tongue spit out his long hair. Just when she felt that she was about to die, Xiaoqing put her on the ground again.

The madam fell to the ground and coughed violently, but she was not afraid of this child who seemed to be very strong. After finally recovering, she shouted loudly: "Murder..."
Chapter completed!