Chapter 203 Who Wouldn't Want Such a Good Thing?

This touches on the eternal mystery of modern people, how did ancient heroes make money.

After dinner, Xinbao grabbed Yan Shenjue's hand and wanted to run away.

The second elder brother grabbed him casually: "Little Smelly Bao, what are you doing?"

Xinbao secretly glanced at Second Master Shen, and quickly wanted to pull away: "Xinbao wants to tell his wife something important."

He clung to it: "What's important?"

Xinbao said: "I can't say it. You won't be swollen if you say it."

Yan Shenjue turned around and corrected: "Understood!"

Xinbao repeated loudly: "You don't understand~~"

The second brother is very proud. If you don't say that, he will be curious. If you say that, he must listen to whether he understands or not.

So he followed.

Yan Shenjue didn't mind at all, so he explained to Tuanzi: "As far as I know, many big merchants will find a backer for themselves. If they have connections, they will go to the government. Ask for asylum."

Xinbao raised her face and asked earnestly, "What about Daddy? Didn't Daddy ask for asylum?"

Yan Shenjue paused for a moment: "Maybe there is, maybe it's because you and the chief envoy have become enemies, even if you have gang protection, it's useless?"

The second elder brother said: "Well, I do know something. Businessmen seek the protection of gangs, and they mainly deal with 'businesses'. For example, if you are in the same business, you have connections with gangs, but he doesn't. If you want to make a concession, or if you encounter some thief and robber, you tell me who I am, and the other party may also make a concession. Don't expect the gang to fight against the government."

He suddenly remembered Hu Gua threatening the magistrate, and he couldn't help but paused: "Not really. I guess, the government is also jealous of Jianghu, maybe because their methods are not on the surface?"

Suddenly someone behind him said: "That's true. No matter how strong a 'bandit' is, it is rare to confront the government head-on; but most officials are willing to spare their lives, and it is not easy to offend people in the rivers and lakes. For example, Chang'er is my direct disciple. This kind of relationship, unless there is a life-and-death enmity, officials will not kill; but the reverse is also the same, such as the chief executive, we would not dare to take the position with him easily."

Several people turned their heads together, and saw Second Master Shen and Old Master Yuan coming out together.

Grandpa Yuan waved his hand and said, "Shouyan doesn't have to be given away," and called Yan Shenjue: "Xiaojue, come with me."

Yan Shenjue cupped his hands and followed him out. Seeing that they were going to talk, Second Master Shen didn't see them off, and only signaled Anshun to take care of them from a distance.

He sat down and said: "But this also has something to do with the business you do. For example, if you are in the business of food, you will naturally ask for donations to the wharf gangs. For example, if you are in the silk business, the price is expensive, and you will usually ask the local gangs for money." This protection is to prevent thieves and thieves from robbing. Generally speaking, it is not necessary for your fourth brother to sell flowers or something, but if he becomes bigger in the future, such as opening a flower shop or a restaurant, he will need it. There is a backer, this backer, how should I put it, is actually convenient for the government."

He smiled: "There are a lot of ways here, why? Suddenly want to know this?"

Xinbao was a little guilty, so he blinked his big eyes, and said cutely: "Xinbao thinks about it, where does the money of heroes come from?"

Second Master Shen laughed and said, "The hero's money, if he is really a hero, then the money should be given by his father."

Yan Chenjue came back quickly: "Should Xinbao go to sleep?"

"Oh," Xinbao opened his arms for him to hug: "Good night, uncle, brother, brother, good night."

So Yan Chenjue hugged her and left, feeling a little happy as he walked, and the little fool was able to play tricks, but he didn't say anything about the "black gang".

Yan Shenjue said: "Xinbao knows it again."

Xinbao struggled to pronounce: "A few... Dao... A few..."

After waiting for a long time, she lay down on Yan Chenjue's shoulder: "Xinbao is tired! Read it to my wife tomorrow!"

There is really no need to correct the pronunciation. When she recovers, she will recover, so the only meaning of correcting the pronunciation now may be to make my wife happy!

Over there, the second elder brother chatted with Second Master Shen for a while before slowly returning to the guest room.

Halfway there, I saw a figure standing in the corridor. When I saw him, I took a step forward, and my beautiful big eyes were shining under the moonlight.

It was Shen Zhuoli.

Everyone had dinner tonight, but Shen Zhuoli didn't come, saying that he didn't feel well after eating at noon, but at this moment, he was waiting here.

The second brother knew it in his heart.

I heard that he once wanted to worship Mr. Yuan as his teacher, but Mr. Yuan didn't seem to be interested in him.

The second elder brother said with a smile on his face, "It's Xiaoyu? Can you do anything to me?"

Shen Zhuoli looked at him quietly, and after a while he said, "How are you doing?"

The second elder brother said very calmly: "I also want to ask you, how are you doing? Can you be accepted as the golden grandson by the head of the largest faction in the world?"

Shen Zhuo paused.

After a while he said: "But grandpa didn't teach me how to use swords."

"So?" The second elder brother said: "Do you want to be like my younger brother, born with supernatural powers, but learning to read characters is like cramping? Or do you prefer that Uncle Shen not teach you according to your aptitude, but forcefully recruit you as a disciple and teach you how to butcher?" Dragon sword technique, and after learning it, your physique is not suitable, and you cannot display the power of this sword technique, so you are ridiculed?"

He took a step forward: "Do you want Wen to be like me, and Wu to be like Tang Shichang? Do you want Wen to learn from the famous Confucian who is famous all over the world, and Wu to learn from the world's number one hero??"

He laughed, "I also think about such a good thing, who wouldn't? But how can there be such a good thing in the world?"

Shen Zhuoli lost all momentum, lowered his head, choked up and said, "Sorry."

At this moment, he was not angry with the child, but apologized with shame, and the second brother felt that the child was not bad in nature.

He just used too much force, competitive, desperately trying to be the best, desperately wanting everyone's approval, but he seemed awkward.

Too narrow-minded, not like a child, not attractive.

The second elder brother said: "You asked me before, what is good about me, I have a little talent in reading, I have a photographic memory, and I know ten things from what I hear. If you only talk about this point, you can be regarded as a genius."

Shen Zhuoli raised his head in astonishment: "Really?"

"Yes," said the second elder brother, "but other than that, I am useless, no better than you in both civil and military skills."

He paused: "You can think of it this way, if there is an opportunity to take away your talent for learning martial arts, take away Uncle Shen and your kinship, in exchange for the opportunity to learn from my master, would you be willing?"

Shen Zhuoli said: "I don't want to."

"That's right," the second elder brother persuaded him gently, "This opportunity is a blessing in disguise for me, but it's just icing on the cake for you."

Shen Zhuoli was silent for a while, then suddenly took a step forward, and said, "But... if you take away everything from me, tell me that I am not good at literature or martial arts, that I am not beautiful or cute, and that my grandfather is my real grandfather. , if my grandfather loves me all his life, I am willing to change it."

The second brother couldn't help being surprised.