Chapter 6 It seems to be an old friend

At present, there are a few things that give Gao Yu the most headache: First, his identity, the name Wang Bian can't be used, and now at least he can use the name of Gao Yu to mix in the Song Dynasty. The second is how to get money? The silver ticket with a face value of one hundred taels is not a small number, which is about the salary of a yamen in the capital for half a year. It's so sudden. It has become waste paper. Third, it can't be seen by previous acquaintances. Who can believe that he was kidnapped by future people? After more than ten years, he is not only not old, but also younger.

That night, Gao Yu couldn't sleep. Zhao Yu's dialogue with him and the situation he sees now made him believe that the change of ten years may have made Zhao Yu really accumulate a certain amount of capital, but the local yang and yin disobey and the struggle of power in the court eventually led to the inability to implement the change, while Zhao Yu At the last moment, all these mistakes were put on Wang Anshi's head. Zhao Yu absolutely did this kind of thing,

My violent death may be a good thing done by future people. Anyway, since I'm dead, I'd like to start again. As for Zhao Yu, I will never finish with you. I must return what belongs to me, but I can't do things with determination alone. He touched the gold medal in his arms with his hand. Zhao Yu, thank you for giving me Yongle City. He jumped out of bed and took out the gold medal given by Renzong, pulled out the Songwen sword and split it to the gold medal,

In those years, the gold medal was given by the king to save his life. Now this gold medal can make the king reborn. The Songwen sword is not an ordinary thing. He is the legendary fish intestine sword. When he specializes in stabbing the king's staff, he hid the dagger in the abdomen of a big fish and got the name. This sword cuts iron like mud. It became a few pieces of broken gold,

Gao Yu is really glad that the future people only take away two stones at this moment. He has no intention to make money. What's more, he is even more fortunate that Liang Yiqi did not search his body from beginning to end. These two gold medals are made of pure gold. That is to say, the size of Renzong's fast gold medal is equal to the weight of one kilogram on the market of modern people. The difference is that the thickness is thinner, and The words on the surface are carved, so the weight is only about six or seven hundred grams, which is roughly equivalent to about 20 taels in the Song Dynasty. If you change it into silver, it will be more than 200 taels,

This is just enough to pay back Liang Yiqi. This boy is not short of money. Besides, it's better to stay first and be a capital now.

In the next few days, Gao Yu asked Yang Pangzi for help and found some craftsmen to rest in the house. He and Liang Yilu began to walk and stop in various places in Yanzhou. While swimming in the mountains and rivers, he studied the terrain and terrain. He speculated where Song Jun's Yongle City would be built. The two walked to the northeast of Hengshan, near the Wuding River. Gao Yu suddenly said, "This place is very good. If the Song Dynasty builds Yongle City again, it can be attacked and defended, which can be said to be an important place for military defense."

Liang Yiyu also thought this place was good: "Brother Gao, let's go back and tell my father that we will occupy this place now."

Gao Yu shook his head: "Now it's occupied. If you don't have the defense, the Song army will arrive. It's not cost-effective."

"What do you think you should do?"

"Let them fix it. If it's fixed, we'll occupy it."

Liang Yiqi thought it was funny. This brother was talking big. He laughed and didn't say anything. Wang saw his mind: "You don't believe it."

"You have said that this is an important place for military defense. When they fix it, we will occupy it so easily."

"I'm sure of that." Gao Yu said confidently,

"Well, tell me quickly." Liang Yiqi asked,

"No, I can't tell you now, not even your father."

"Why?"

"Wait until Dali replied to the letter."

"Oh, I see. I'm glad that my father and son don't trust you. Alas, Brother Gao, you are also a person around the Prime Minister of Dali. There is no excuse for the negotiations between the two countries. I hope Brother Gao can understand this." Liang Yiyu said that he was modest and polite. How could a son like Wang Bian shake his head in such a life as Liang Yi buried like that?

"Since Brother Gao said so, I won't ask much, but it doesn't matter if you are a Dali messenger to tell me, because I believe you, and if Brother Gao doesn't mind, you can stay in Xixia. I'll talk to my father and the Empress Dowager."

"Don't, my ambition is to travel around the world. Don't worry, I will definitely let Zhao Yu make wedding clothes for others."

People returned to the city at night. There were many people on the street who went home and did small business. There was a hawk selling "cold water" on the street. The hawker shouted: "Drink, it's cold and delicious, Jiang tea bayberry sugar water, papaya-flavored mung bean water..."

The two people also felt thirsty. They led the horse over, tied the horse to the book next to it, found the table and sat down. The peddler said, "Master, what to drink?"

"Mung bean water." Gao Yu and Liang Yi said in unison, looking at each other and smiling,

The cold mung bean water was brought up. Wang pang took out two copper coins and threw them on the table, drinking water with a bowl. He looked at the people on the roadside. Next to them was a meat bun seller. Gao Yu was about to buy two meat buns. Suddenly, he saw a six- or seven-year-old boy walking to the meat bun stall. His clothes were sewn and mending patches. He said that he was a beggar, but it was not dirty. He said that he was not, but he turned around and learned it.

The boy stood in front of the steamed bun stall and swallowed his saliva. "Can you buy a steamed bun? It costs four cents for one, and three for ten cents." The dealer asked,

The boy took out ten cents from his clothes bag and counted it to make sure it was right. Then he spread out his hands and raised the copper money and said, "I want three."

The dealer took the money, held the steamed bun with straw paper, and put it on the boy's hand: "Take it."

The child looked down at the steamed bun and suddenly said, "Uncle, how much is this steamed bun?"

The peddler said, "Four articles and one."

"Then I can't eat it. I'll return one."

The dealer took out two copper coins, and the child didn't pick them up and suddenly said, "It's obviously a four articles."

When the dealer saw that he was a child, he didn't care about him. He shook his head and took out two cents: "Let's go, don't make trouble."

The child took the money. As soon as he took two steps, he suddenly stopped again. He turned back and said to the bun dealer, "I want to return one."

Gao Yu suddenly found it interesting. The child was intentional. It's not uncommon for a six- or seven-year-old child to count, but it's a little interesting for a six- or seven-year-old child to count like this.

The hawker took out two copper coins, and the child shook his head,

"Don't make trouble, go while playing, go." The hawker is pushing the child,

The child suddenly cried: "You lied, you lied to me."

It's very lively now. The hawker who sells steamed buns is also a red-faced man. For more than ten years, no one has said that he is a liar: "Whose child is this? Is there an adult?"

The hawker couldn't be annoyed. The more the child cried, the louder he cried: "You lied to me about my money. You lied to me for four articles."

Gao Yu sneered: "Yes, how do you lie to children?"

The child touched his eyes, but secretly looked at Wang. He was also strange. He heard Wang speak for him and cried louder.

The street was slowly surrounded by tourists. They all wanted to see what was going on. The hawker couldn't do anything. He couldn't do anything about a steamed bun, and he took out two cents: "Let's go."

The child took the money. This time he jumped happily, but he stopped again in two steps. He looked back at the dealer. The dealer pointed at him with his hand: "You, don't come over."

The child suddenly bowed, "Thank you, uncle, and thank you, uncle."

"Cough." The peddler's face turned even more red. He laughed and looked at the people around him looking at him and said, "Do good and do good."

This child is so interesting. Gao Yu suddenly became curious and drank almost mung bean water. He said to Liang Yibu, "It's a little interesting. Wait for me and I'll come as soon as I go."

After saying that, he followed the child and looked at him from afar,

The child walked two streets in one go and entered an inn. If the star rating is used to annotate it, Wang Bian and they will live in a four-star hotel. This place can be counted as a guest house at most. Outside is a yard stable, and there are two or three rows of simple houses inside.

"Stunch." With a sound of intimidation, a man-like man blocked the child,

"What did you take?" The man asked the child,

"The meat bun I bought for my father." The child said timidly,

"I don't have money to pay for the store, but I have money to buy meat buns. Bring it." The man grabbed the steamed bun in the child's hand,

"No, my father is sick. I won't give it to you." As soon as the child turned around, he ran out. This situation was relatively sudden. Gao Yu grabbed the child. The child looked at the young man who spoke for him, and he was suddenly stunned.

"Oh, what about you? What are you shouting with a child?" Gao Yu shouted at the guy,

"Who are you? Do you care about it?" The man looked at Gao Yu with white eyes,

"Do you want to see me teach him a lesson?" Gao Yu lowered his head and asked the child,

"I want to."

"Well, you wait."

Gao Yu rushed over with an arrow step and pressed the clerk to the ground three times and twice: "Come on, you fight."

The child shook his head: "My father won't let me hit anyone."

"It's okay. He bullied you just now, so you have to go back and fight."

"Good." The child was relieved when he heard this. He ran to the man, stretched out his hand and patted the man's buttocks: "I asked you to grab my bun."

This way of playing is simply tickling. Wang Zong looked at it and wanted to laugh. Even the buddy who was ready to do justice couldn't help laughing. The child was stupid enough. Gao Yu knew that the child was not stupid. He twisted the man's wrist and shouted,

"How's it going? Do you know it hurts? Humph, let's see if you want to grab my bun next time." The child stopped looking at the buddy proudly,

The clerk's call called out both the shopkeeper and the shopkeeper. As soon as he came out, he saw a child beating the clerk, and saw the child's proud appearance. Many people laughed. The shopkeeper was busy and came over. He looked at Gao Yu. He had an extraordinary temperament and was dressed with jade on his waist. At first glance, he was a rich man. The shopkeeper kicked the clerk and then arched his hand to the king and said, "This guest officer, the man is ignorant. Please forgive me."

"It's okay. The child's father is my friend. He came to me. Where does he live?"

"Oh, you're here. That guest officer is very sick. He has lived here for two months. Why did you come?" The shopkeeper said that he was busy leading the way to Wang,

The king was unintentional. He felt that the child was smart, and what he had to do later must need manpower. He saw that the child said that his father was ill. He must have encountered something. He followed him in the dark, but he didn't expect to meet an old man.