I really don't want to be emperor at the end of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 9

Chapter 008

Song Kangnian, also known as Song Xiance, is actually not a broker, but a charlatan.

Song Kangnian is a native of Yongcheng, Guide Prefecture. He has studied hard since he was a child, and has the ability to look beyond his eyes. He was enlightened at the age of six, and participated in the Yongcheng County Boys’ Examination at the age of 12. Sun Chuanting, the magistrate of Yongcheng County at that time, admitted him on the spot. Because the Song family was in Yongcheng It is not a wealthy family, so it can only be ranked No.3.

Participate in the government examination in the same year. If you pass the government examination, you can be a child.It's just a pity that Song Kangnian's luck was not good. When he went to Guide Prefecture to take part in the government examination, he contracted a cold. The disease took more than three months to recover, but he missed the government examination. Missing the government examination is a 12-year-old For Song Kangnian, this is nothing. With his knowledge, it is not difficult to obtain a scholar.

However, the problem is that Song Kangnian gradually realized that something was wrong with his figure. As a 12-year-old child, his height would increase significantly every year, but his height did not increase by an inch.

Aware of this problem, Song Kangnian was very desperate. To select a scholar in the Ming Dynasty, he first had to look at his appearance. In terms of facial features, Song Kangnian had no problem, but his stature was too short, so there was a problem.

At the age of 15, Song Kangnian was also in despair, so he took his luggage and went to Longkang to ask to see Wu Xianweng, a magician in Longkang.Originally, Song Kangnian just wanted to ask about his future, but Wu Xianweng opened another door.

From then on, Song Kangnian studied martial arts with Wu Xianweng. After six years of study, Wu Xianweng died. According to their Taoist learning method, that is to become immortal.Song Kangnian began to travel around the rivers and lakes.

Song Kangnian is proficient in counting qi, and can observe the fate of this person through the face of each person. Some people have a rich life, some are displaced, some are walking on thin ice, some are plagued by bad luck, and some are very vicious.

When he met Cheng Shijie, he couldn't tell what this person looked like. Now Song Kangnian had just traveled around the rivers and lakes, and thought that he was not good at learning, so he wanted to observe Cheng Shijie again nearby.It just so happened that he came across Shen Mingyu who was inquiring about a broker, so he volunteered and claimed that he was a broker.

Naturally, Cheng Shijie had heard of Song Kangnian, also known as Song Xiance. Of course, his understanding of Song Xiance was due to the fact that he was Li Zicheng's founding military adviser in history and made great contributions to Li Zicheng's establishment of the Dashun Empire.

"I don't know what you need sir!"

Cheng Shijie took out a Tang Hengdao that looked like it. It was a horizontal sword with a matte black scabbard. He handed it to Shen Mingyu: "Mingyu, use this knife to defend yourself!"

Shen Mingyu gently pulled out the Tang Hengdao, only to see that the blade was bright, and with a light flick, a resounding golden sound came out: "Good saber!"

Cheng Shijie then took out another handle, which was similar in style, of course, this one had a dark black blade on it, and the scabbard was made of leather.

The horizontal knife with a length of more than 80 centimeters, including the handle, was more than one meter long, almost reaching Song Kangnian's neck.

Song Kangnian looked at the saber and said in surprise, "This is a sharp weapon of a magic weapon!"

"Can you find a suitable buyer for Cheng!"

"This is a good thing!"

Song Kangnian smiled and asked, "I wonder how much silver you want to sell?"

"How about 20 taels?"

Song Kangnian pondered: "If Song..."

"How much you can sell is up to you!"

Cheng Shijie smiled lightly: "Even if it's 100 taels of silver, the part that goes out is your benefit!"

"I wonder how many such knives Mr. Cheng has?"

"I can get as much as you need, but it will take time!"

Song Kangnian nodded.Taking advantage of Cheng Shijie's inattention, he unfolded the art of hope...

However, a glaring white light suddenly appeared, and Song Kangnian shouted: "Ah..."

"Pfft!"

Song Kangnian fell to the ground.

Cheng Shijie was dumbfounded: "What's going on?"

"Boss, maybe this broker has never seen the world, and the boss promised him such a big benefit, he is crazy with joy!"

Cheng Shijie stepped forward to check Song Kangnian's breath. He was really afraid that Song Kangnian would die. If Dashun's three major military advisers, and the most important one, died, would Li Zicheng still have a chance to establish Dashun?

Fortunately, Song Kangnian was still breathing.

Cheng Shijie pointed to Song Kangnian and said, "Ming Yu, you put him on your bed."

"Why did you get it on my bed..."

"Could it be put on my bed?"

"All right!"

Shen Mingyu pinched Song Kangnian with both hands, put Song Kangnian on his bed, and then went out to ask the buddy to help find a doctor. Shen Mingyu was still worried that if he was there, Yang Yunniang would kill Cheng Shijie.

Yang Yunniang has been looking for an opportunity to be alone with Cheng Shijie.

However, she ignored Cheng Shijie's original intention.

Cheng Shijie's biggest motivation in the late Ming Dynasty was to earn money, to earn life-saving money for his daughter.

At this time, Cheng Shijie thought that it was inconvenient to be in Liu Ji. If he traveled back and forth in this way, and only transported materials from later generations, he might soon arouse the suspicion of interested people.

If given a choice, Cheng Shijie would not even be willing to stay in this powder keg-like Dengzhou city.

He was thinking, if the first transaction can go well, then quickly find a carriage, leave Dengzhou City first, and then leave Dengzhou for the capital. At least before the 17th year of Chongzhen, the capital was the safest...

Just when Cheng Shijie was thinking about it, Song Kangnian woke up. The first thing he did when he woke up was to take Cheng Shijie's sword samples, one each, and go out to find a buyer.

At this time, Yang Yunniang also slowly became anxious.

Shen Mingyu stood at Cheng Shijie's door like a tree stump.

Every time he wanted to test it out, Shen Mingyu would stare at Yang Yuniang sharply, which made Yang Yuniang feel very uncomfortable.

The best weapon for women is naturally their bodies.

Yang Yunniang decided to use this weapon of her own.

Seeing Xiao Jiaxin falling asleep, Yang Yunniang said softly, "Shen...Brother Shen...can you..."

Yang Yunniang's voice showed that she was very painful and very weak.

Shen Mingyu walked into the east wing holding the Tang Hengdao that Cheng Shijie had given him.

Shen Mingyu pushed open the door, and saw a piece of water sprinkled on the ground, Yang Yunniang turned her back to her, and covered her stomach with her hands.

Shen Mingyu walked over: "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Yunniang shook her head: "I...don't know, I drank it..."

Shen Mingyu looked at the table in the room. There was a teapot and a used teacup on the table. The teacup had been dumped on the table. He walked over, looked at the teacup, took the teacup and smelled it: "This nothing!"

At this moment, Yang Yunniang's body moved, she immediately closed the door, and murmured: "Brother Shen, don't...don't do this...slave..."

Shen Mingyu watched Yang Yunniang tore off her clothes and messed up her hair, and then, she made her own voice: "Little girl... bitch, otherwise, grandpa will strangle your daughter to death!"

This voice carried a fierce hostility.

At this moment, there was an urgent knock on the door: "Yunniang... Yunniang!"

This detached courtyard was originally not big, and the wooden room was not soundproof at all.

When Yang Yunniang called Shen Mingyu, Cheng Shijie actually heard it, and then the voice from inside became a little strange.

Cheng Shijie hurried over with a Tang Zhidao.

Yang Yunniang hurriedly put on her clothes again, and briefly combed her hair vigorously.Although it looks a little normal, it will feel abnormal when you look closely.

Yang Yunniang opened the door: "Boss!"

Shen Mingyu thought that Yang Yuniang would directly sue, but what he didn't expect was that Yang Yuniang said: "Master, it was the servant who accidentally knocked over the water basin. Brother Shen came over to help the slave clean it up!"

Cheng Shijie looked at Shen Mingyu, and Shen Mingyu wanted to explain.

Cheng Shijie motioned to Shen Mingyu and said, "Mingyu, let's come out and talk!"

Cheng Shijie walked to the gate of Dongkua courtyard: "Mingyu, you haven't married yet, have you?"

"Yes!"

Cheng Shijie looked at Yang Yunniang's room behind him, and said in a low voice, "What do you think of Yunniang?"

"she……"

Cheng Shijie himself knew his affairs, he thought he was just a passer-by at the end of the Ming Dynasty, and what happened to Yang Yunniang was indeed a bit pitiful. There were too many people like this in Daming, and he couldn't save them, but meeting was fate.

Why not, get Yang Yuniang to follow Shen Mingyu.

Although it was said that Yang Yunniang was no longer a virgin, Shen Mingyu's conditions weren't too good. Getting married and marrying a daughter-in-law wasn't the same thing. No matter how good the conditions were, what kind of woman would he find.

If Wu Dalang had found an ordinary woman instead of Pan Jinlian, he would not have died.

Shen Mingyu quickly shook his head: "Boss, no!"

"Boys should get married, girls should get married!"

Cheng Shijie smiled lightly: "Yang Yunniang is good. Although you have a child and have an extra mouth to eat, but with your ability, it shouldn't be a problem to support their mothers? What's more, Yang Yunniang is still young. Now that she is married, she can have another child next year." My child, my own. If you are worried about Jiaxin, I will leave you some money..."

Shen Mingyu said urgently: "Boss, I think it's good to be alone!"

"What a fart, if you have no idea, what happened just now, do you think I'm blind?"

Shen Mingyu couldn't help but smile wryly: "Master...I..."

"Okay, I don't care about this!"

Cheng Shijie said: "But, you have to take care of your belt~!"

Shen Mingyu now has yellow mud smeared into his crotch, it's not shit, it's shit.

……

If Cheng Shijie asked Song Kangnian, who was pretending to be a broker, to sell other things, he really had no way to deal with it, and he didn't know how to deal with it, but he really had a way to sell swords.

A few days ago, Song Kangnian was telling fortunes on the street. Geng Zhongming, the governor of Denglai, met Song Kangnian. He asked soldiers to stop Song Kangnian and asked Song Kangnian to tell his fortune.

Song Kangnian is definitely not that kind of charlatan, he is a person with real skills. Even though Geng Zhongming was dressed in casual clothes at the time, he could see that Geng Zhongming actually had the appearance of a python, which meant that the other party was more expensive than a prince. , and rewarded him ten taels of silver, which is definitely a big deal.

Song Kangnian begged to see Geng Zhongming again, without any effort at all.

"What's your business sir!"

"My lord, do you need a weapon?"

Geng Zhongming laughed loudly: "If you need some weapons for self-defense, this general will give them to you!"

"How about this knife?"

Geng Zhongming pulled out Tang Zhidao. He had seen many knives in his life, but he had never seen such a good sword. The blade was as bright as a mirror. With a dragon chant, he couldn't help admiring: "Okay, the best magic weapon!"

"Does the general need it?"

Geng Zhongming stroked the industrial artworks of the later generations with his hand, and murmured: "Such a magic weapon, if you miss Geng, you will regret it. If you want it, I want it as much as you have!"

"This... is not Fanpin!"

"Understood, how many taels of silver are needed!"

Song Kangnian stretched out his hand for eight gestures.

Geng Zhongming had a pained look on his face: "800 taels of silver...too expensive!"

Cheng Shijie asked for 20 taels of silver. He felt that the asking price was 80 taels, and earning 60 taels of silver per handle was enough. Unexpectedly, Geng Zhongming defaulted to 800 taels.

"If it's someone else, if it's less than 800 taels, Song will turn around and leave. Who will make Song have a relationship with the general? How about 500 taels?"

"Okay, very good, how many do you have?"

"There are four sizes of straight sabers, two for each type, eight in total, and three sizes for Yanling Dao, six in total. Two types of Han swords, six in total!"

Song Kangnian also knew that things are rare and expensive. Originally Cheng Shijie wanted to sell 28 knives, but he was only willing to sell them to Geng Zhongming, a total of [-] knives.

A total of 1 taels of silver.

"make a deal!"

(End of this chapter)