Those years when I fished in Zhenwu Division

Chapter 94

"Don't come here, if you come here again, I'm going to shout."

"Hey, just shout, it's useless even if you break your throat."

"Miss, run quickly, I'll stop him."

"Hey, let's have fun with the uncle tonight."

"Help me."

"Help, come quickly!"

Su Yu had just walked [-] meters from Kong Yangming's house when there was a sudden cry for help from the alley on the left.

He was no stranger to that voice, it was that Xiaoya and her maid who just heard at Kong's house.

Su Yu looked in the direction where the cries for help came from, and saw that Xiaoya in complicated attire and her maid were surrounded by several men and were approaching the corner.

At this time, Xiaoya and the servant girl also saw Su Yu standing outside the alley, and hurriedly shouted: "Master, here, help."

Su Yu flicked his fingers, and several stones set off a howling wind, knocking down all the guys surrounding the two of them to the ground.

For warriors to deal with ordinary people, it is as simple as killing chickens and ducks.

In an instant, Su Yu, who was in the middle stage of body training, rescued the two people in the field with just a few stones.

In the alley, the places where those people were hit by the stones were already torn apart, and they screamed one after another.

Su Yu stepped forward and said calmly: "Get out! If there is a next time, I don't mind sending you to the military prison."

Hearing the word "Martial Prison", the complexions of several people changed instantly, and when they saw the flying fish suit on Su Yu's body, they didn't even dare to say a harsh word, they helped each other get up and leave quickly.

"Thank you benefactor for saving me. It's you."

At this time, the girl named Xiaoya was just about to say some words of thanks, and then she saw that it was Su Yu, and her face under the veil looked a little unnatural.

Not long ago, she said that she was going to goug someone's eyes, but now the other person saved her life again, which really made her feel a little awkward.

Su Yu glanced at her, and said calmly: "This street is very messy, try not to appear here at night, you are lucky to meet me today, but next time, I am afraid it will be the sign of pregnancy."

Xiaoya's tone couldn't help but stagnate: "."

It seems that this guy is still holding grudges.

She gouged out Su Yu's eyes, and twisted her waist with the servant girl to prepare to leave.

Seeing the backs of the two leaving, Su Yu seemed to suddenly think of something, his heart skipped a beat, and he said, "I have a poem in my hand, can I sell it to you?"

Xiaoya's footsteps stopped abruptly, her eyes under the veil seemed a little astonished, she turned around and gave Su Yu a hesitant look, then looked him up and down, "Just you?"

She really couldn't believe that a vulgar martial artist could make a well-known drunken rouge like Kong Yangming.

but
Could it be that Kong Yangming took his reputation into consideration, wrote a poem, and then the man in front of him came forward to sell it to him?

Thinking of this, her eyes couldn't help but sparkle, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt it was possible.

It seems to be underestimated.

Su Yu slandered inwardly.

Facing the obviously suspicious gaze in the other party's eyes, Su Yu smiled lightly and said, "Why, don't you believe it?"

Xiaoya raised her fair neck and said, "Read a sentence first, I need to see if the poem in your hand is worth buying for this girl."

Su Yu's eyes flashed, and he smiled lightly: "The waist is like a thin willow, supporting the spring breeze, looking back and dancing like a fool's dream."

The poems of his previous life have been almost forgotten long after he has set foot in the society for many years.

Just this one is a passage that he extracted from a song that gradually evolved into Goulan Tingqu.

However, if the woman in front of me is a prostitute, this song is also appropriate.

Judging by her posture in front of Kong Yangming, she should be a little rich woman, see if I don't want to kill you.

Su Yu thought to himself.

"The waist is like a thin willow, supporting the spring breeze, looking back and dancing to the full of idiotic dreams"

Xiaoya recited it silently, her eyes under the white veil suddenly lit up.

From this sentence, it can be seen that this poem is absolutely no less than the previous one Drunken Rouge!
She immediately realized that if this poem was as expected, it must have been written by Kong Yangming, and she had given it to the Zhenwuwei in front of her, and then the Zhenwuwei would sell it to herself.

"I don't know if it's worth your money to buy it just by reading this sentence?" Su Yu chuckled lightly.

"What about the ones behind?" Xiaoya asked anxiously.

"Back?"

The corner of Su Yu's mouth twitched, he shook his head and said, "Then it depends on whether you can afford the money."

Hearing that it was asking for money, Xiaoya raised her delicate neck and said, "How much is it, let me tell you a price!"

Su Yu raised his right hand and waved his five fingers.

"Ten taels?"

Xiaoya was startled for a moment, then immediately made a decision and said, "Deal, Xiangxiang, give him five 100 taels of silver notes."

The maid named Xiangxiang was ordered to take out the banknotes from her pocket immediately.

"500 taels of silver?"

Su Yu couldn't help shaking his head when he heard the words, and said with a light smile: "Miss, you really look down on the value of my poem."

Xiaoya couldn't help being startled when she heard this, and said with a look of astonishment under the veil, "Don't tell me you want to sell it for 5000 taels of silver?"

Since the founding of the Great Wei Dynasty, literati have always been accompanied by the word shabby.

Apart from becoming an official in the court, literati have almost no way to change their own class.

This also leads to the fact that everything about literati is worthless.

Just like when Kong Yangming once sold the song Drunk Rouge for 100 taels of silver, it was already considered a high price at that time.

It was only later that the poem Drunken Rouge was adapted, which led to the skyrocketing value of Rouge who owned that poem, and earned back countless times of 100 taels.

This is actually the realization of traffic. No matter how much traffic there is, if there is no way to realize it, then this poem has no meaning.

It can even be said that this poem will not produce any value if it falls into the hands of an ordinary person.

500 taels of silver is definitely a sky-high price.

If it was 5000 taels of silver, that was almost an astronomical figure, so it was no wonder that she showed such a surprised expression.

"5000 taels?"

Su Yu couldn't help shaking his head, and said with a light smile, "As a town guard, how can I use money to estimate the value of this poem?!"

Speaking of this, Su Yu paused, and said quietly: "What I want is [-] low-grade Yuanjing!"

Five hundred Yuanjing? !

Xiaoya's eyes widened, her pretty face under the veil was full of disbelief, and she lost her voice: "Five hundred Yuanjing? Are you crazy? Why don't you go grab the bank?!"

Five hundred yuan crystals, converted to a total of 1 taels of silver, is a hundred times that of the song "Drunk Rouge" written by Kong Yangming back then!
"To rob the bank, you have to fight and kill, how dangerous it is."

The corners of Su Yu's mouth turned slightly, and he said with a light smile, "Why do you want to snatch the money you can earn by just talking about it?"

"Humph."

Xiaoya snorted softly, and said: "Impossible, you want to sell me five hundred Yuanjing with a poem, it's a lion's mouth!"

"The most I can give you is 1000 taels of silver. If the price is higher than this, I will never buy it."

"Oh?"

Su Yu frowned, and said: "It seems that there is nothing to talk about. If this is the case, then I will leave."

After speaking, Su Yu turned around and left without looking back.

Seeing Su Yu's back gradually going away, Xiaoya felt anxious all of a sudden.

It is not easy to come across a popular poem. If I miss it today, it is still unknown whether I will have the chance to meet it again in the future.

If I don't have any chance in the future, will I regret why I didn't buy it with 1 taels of silver today?

Just when Su Yu's figure was about to disappear from the end of the field of vision, Xiaoya hurriedly shouted: "Wait first!"

"how?"

The smile on the corner of Su Yu's mouth became more intense, and he said with a smile, "Changed your mind?"

Facing Su Yu's playful gaze, Xiaoya's pretty face under the veil looked a little unnatural, and she said anxiously: "I can buy this poem for five hundred yuan, but I don't have so much money in my hand now, so I can only buy it." It’s for you in batches.”

"Batch?"

Hearing this word, Su Yu immediately thought of the capital behavior in his previous life.
Co-authoring himself one day, will he also become a criticized capitalist?

Looks pretty cool.

Sure enough, the reason why people don't like capital is only because they have no chance to become capital.

Su Yu sneered, and said with a smile as usual: "Payment in batches is also fine, but you have to give me a collateral equivalent to 1 taels of silver. Return the collateral to you, otherwise I cannot believe your reason for paying me the 1 taels of silver in batches."

Su Yu would not be fooled by wanting to prostitute for nothing without proof.

"mortgage?"

Xiaoya was startled for a moment, and then said in a hurry: "This girl will not break her word, the 1 taels I promised to you, I will give you 1 taels naturally!"

Su Yu looked at her quietly, his face indifferent.

When he was prosperous in the previous life, how many people swore and swore when they borrowed money from him, but in the end they didn't pay back the money.

It didn't work for him.

Seeing that Su Yu didn't like this, Xiaoya's pretty face under the white veil looked a little ugly.

She pondered for a moment, as if making another decision.

Then Su Yu saw her turn her back, put her right hand into her bosom, and took out a warm blood-red jade pendant.

The jade pendant was the size of a baby's fist and was in the shape of a half moon. It was densely covered with mountains, rivers and swamps, as if it had been cut by a sharp weapon, leaving only half of it. The complete jade pendant should be in the shape of a full moon.

"This jade pendant is the only thing my father left me. The remaining half of the jade pendant is in the hands of my younger brother. When my home was confiscated, I was sold into the Jiaofang Division, and my younger brother was sent to the frontier to do labor."

Xiaoya looked at the blood-red jade pendant in her hand with a look of reluctance, and murmured: "I have kept this jade pendant close to me all these years, and I dare not lose it!"

"Although its value is not worth 1 taels of silver, please rest assured that once I have money, I will redeem it. It is the only chance for me and my brother to recognize each other, and it is also something I regard as my life."

It really is the girl of Jiaofang Division.

Su Yu sighed secretly.

There are two sources of girls in the Jiaofang Division. One is that the homes of officials are ransacked. Most of the women in the officials' homes will be filled into the Jiaofang Division, and the men will be assigned to build fortifications in the frontier.

"Okay, then use it as collateral!" Su Yu nodded.

Compared with previous lives, people in this era put a lot of emphasis on family relationships.

In particular, the two parties have been separated since childhood and never met again, and the token in their hands may be the only proof of whether the two parties can see each other again.

If the woman in front of him can give up this personal jade pendant, then he will admit it.

Anyway, it was just a poem, and to him, there was not much loss.

After receiving the blood-red jade pendant from Xiaoya, a delicate fragrance poured into the nostrils from the jade pendant.

By the way, where did she store this jade pendant before?

Su Yu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help being a little puzzled.

Just now she turned around to dig out.
Seeing Su Yu staring at the blood-red jade pendant in his hand in a daze, Xiaoya's pretty face under the veil couldn't help but blush.

"It's time to give me the following poems now." Xiaoya said pretendingly indifferently.

"It's natural."

Su Yu smiled and said, "Not only will I give you this poem, but I will also give you the adapted poems for free. As long as you compose the tune, you can sing it directly."

"Come with me, you should know where to redeem this jade pendant with the money in the future."

Taking the two of them back to their own home, Xiaoya and the servant girl couldn't help being a little surprised when they saw the bare walls in Su Yu's home.

How do you say that he is also a dignified town Wuwei, so he is so poor?

Then the two saw Su Yu fetch a pen and paper, and then began to write on the table.

"The waist is like a thin willow supporting the spring breeze, looking back and dancing to fill the idiot's dream, wearing neon clothes like floating clouds, and the temples are stained with frost when the curtain falls"

Xiaoya recited it silently in her heart, the pretty face under the white gauze was dazed and absent-minded, and the heart lake couldn't help but rippled, until it became a big wave that surged endlessly.

The poem in front of her gave her the illusion that it was written for herself.

As a prostitute of the Jiaofang Division, she is not as described in the poem.
The peak appearance of a woman is only a few short years. In the past few years, she has had an appearance that captivates all beings. But when the years change and her appearance no longer exists, who can still remember the woman who once made countless men astonished? Woolen cloth?
But now it's different.

With this poem, she is equivalent to having a face that will never fade in people's hearts.

She will have the day when the opera ends, but this poem will be handed down forever in the world, and when people recite this poem, they will always remember her name.

When Su Yu finished writing all the lyrics, he couldn't help looking at Xiaoya, and muttered to himself, "What title should I give this poem?"

"Guan Ye, why don't I decide the name of this poem myself?"

Xiaoya forcibly suppressed the excitement in her heart, took a step forward, and said in a tone of urgency.

Just like Rouge, a brothel woman, only if her name is included in the name of this poem, can this poem truly belong to her, which can't be sloppy.

Su Yu nodded and said with a smile: "Okay, you can take it away when the ink is dry, and the changed lyrics have already been written."

"When you make money in the future, you can also come here to find me to redeem that jade pendant."

Just when Su Yu turned around to work on her own affairs, Xiaoya picked up the writing brush that Su Yu had put aside and rubbed it, and wrote the three beautiful characters of "Gift to Meiji" on it.

She is the new oiran of the Jiaofang Division, Mei Ji, who has been debated by the people in the city recently!
When Su Yu cooked a pair of tonic, Xiaoya and the maid in the house had long since disappeared.

After the tonic was allowed to cool down, Su Yu pinched his nose and let out a sigh of relief.

After waiting for half an hour, Su Yu said silently in his heart: "Open the system panel."

【Host】: Su Yu
【Shou Yuan】: Immortality

【Cultivation】: Middle stage of body training
[Martial Arts]: Inch extension (limit-breaking skill)

[Danshu]: Xueqi Powder (Introduction) Yuanqi Pill (Introduction)

[attribute]: 0 points

"it is as expected"

Seeing that there was no change in the attribute column, Su Yu murmured in a low voice.

He has entered the middle stage of body training, and his physical strength has increased again. If he wants to gain some attributes, a pair of tonics is not enough.

For the next two days, Su Yu went to Zhenwu Division to fish in the morning, and went to Kong Yangming to learn ancient characters in the afternoon.

The remaining two pairs of tonics in his hand were all brewed by Su Yu and poured into his stomach.

Three tonics allowed him to gain two attributes again.

"add a bit!"

Using the two attributes he just obtained, Su Yu successfully raised his cultivation to the late stage of body training.

In the dantian, six vitality vortexes hovered in mid-air, spinning rapidly.

"It's finally the late stage of body training. With two more attributes, I can reach the perfection of body training, and then hit the copper skin realm."

Su Yu opened his eyes, and there were six cyclones in the depths of his eyes that slowly dissipated.

"As I enter the late stage of body training, according to my current physical strength, I need about two sets of tonics to obtain a little attribute, which is 240 taels of silver."

"And I still have 55 yuan crystals in my hand, which is 100 taels of silver. If I'm lucky, there may be a chance that I can hit the copper skin realm just enough."

"However, with my promotion to Perfect Body Training, my physical strength has risen again. Whether this little money will allow me to gain five attributes is still unknown."

"Whether one can be promoted to the Copperskin Realm is still unknown, but the promotion to complete body training is already within reach."

Su Yu counted all his belongings and couldn't help thinking.

If it weren't for the [-] yuan crystals that were stolen from him for buying ancient martial arts on the black market, he would actually be quite rich.

It's a pity that I finally made a windfall, and I was cheated by others before I had the hot food in my pocket.

Perhaps it was because of the painful experience of being robbed of money, in the past few days, Su Yu painted the walls with dung, and under the guidance of Kong Yangming, he has learned more than 300 ancient characters.

"When I am promoted to complete body training, it will be almost time for me to go to Wanbao Building to refine Yuanqi Pills. By then, the [-] yuan crystals I earned by refining Yuanqi Pills should be enough for me to obtain enough tonics to hit the copper skin realm gone."

Su Yu suddenly remembered that he still had a way to earn money, and he couldn't help but think to himself.

In addition, Xiaoya, the director of the teaching workshop, still owed herself five hundred yuan crystals.

Of course, it is not known when this money will be cashed out, and it is not included in Su Yu's future planning scope for the time being.

(End of this chapter)