Ra Zhao Qi to help, of course, to the palace to a copy, according to Wang Ning'an's idea, 50% of the profits to the emperor, 30% to the black, can get 20%, he is already very satisfied.But Zhao Qi's heart was impatient, he was just moving his mouth, nothing was done, and he took half of the profit, which was really unfailed.

And the royal family took the money, not their own flowers, the wild wolf valley horse farm has hundreds of horses, and a lot of horses pregnant with the baby, the royal family pressure is not small.

Zhao Chen was a benevolent emperor, and sometimes even too merciful.He only had 30%, and returned 20% of the profits to the royal family, and ordered them to use it to make wine.

Don't look at only 30%, not a small amount of money.

Every year, 500 altar Yaochi Qiong Pu, the purchase price of household purchase is 100, but look at the heat on the market, as well as the crazy strength of the major families, 1000 can not stop.

Counting hundreds of thousands of miles, even millions of income, the three achievements are two or three hundred thousand, not including smuggling to Liaoning, that is the real big boss.

A lot of money at once, Zhao Qi can not be happy!

Naturally, it is also a different look at the royal family, do not look at Wang Liangjing is just a head, can fly at any time.At this moment, the royal family is like the seeds of spring into the ground, the sun is there, the rain has come down, waiting for the time to come, break out, and thrive.

A month's worth of kung fu, Uncle Wu gave the first batch of 100 bottles of wine to Xu Jie.

This hundred altars of wine color is much worse than Yaochi Qiong pulp, but the degree is not bad, or even more rushed, the reason is very simple, Wang Ning'an just put the wine head that should be re-distilled into the head of the second pot, so that Xu Jiele bumped to 80 1 altar of high price, all eat.

In an instant, the royal family had more than 8,000!

“You’re a bad guy, that’s stupid!”Ouyang is full of contempt.

Wang Ningan smiled, patted the little guy's head, Ouyang was very angry and gave him a white eye, "spoiler!"

“The girl!”

Wang Ning An burst like thunder, "I can tell you, this is not my original, your father often uses."

“Wang Erlang, what do you say?”Ouyang Xiu blew his beard and looked at her.

"I'm not talking nonsense, drunk, if you get a pair of Tang Dynasty porcelain bottles, one of which is intact, the other is a little bumpy, how can you sell the best price?"

Ouyang turned around his small eyes and immediately said, “Strike the bad!”Sold out, Dad, right?

Ouyang Xiuha laughed, "Ma't, you just said the opposite, you should smash the good, leave the bad."

“Then why?”

Ouyang is puzzled.

Ouyang Xiu smiled and went to the window, pointed to the curved moon outside, and smiled: "Since ancient times, writing the poetry of the moon, the sea of smoke, there are very few references to the sun, even if it is mentioned, it is also very dull, hair, do you know why?"

"The child doesn't know."

"The moon is uncertain, the circle is uncertain, the circle is changing, naturally makes life countless associations, and the sun will always be red, round, no change, and there will be no imagination."This antique and the sun and moon, too well-natured things, but lost the space of reverie, full of landing, just like the stomach stuffed with things, no amount of food can not be installed.Tired, tired, where will lead to a high price!”

Ouyang Xiu sighed, suddenly self-deprecatingly and smiled, "The old man is really confused, such a shallow truth still can't understand, it is no wonder that the new government is tidbit, the old man is reading the book stupid!" 」

The old man lamented for half a day, and wanted to talk to Wang Ning'an about his experience, but the boy was gone.

...

Wang Ning'an was very busy, the liquor business was finally done, the royal family's income suddenly increased countless times, and with a large number of wasteland was cultivated, sorghum was planted, and the royal family's bungalows also increased.

With money, with people, expansions, and rigorous training, it becomes inevitable.

Wang Ning'an is not willing to eat hard training, but can't stand Wang Ningze's practice, and then strengthen his fitness is not bad.Wang Ning'an had to bite his teeth, and followed the big guy around the village before dawn to enhance his physique.

In the afternoon, Dad would call him over and teach him the sword method.It’s not good to practice and don’t give it to dinner.Wang Ning'an felt that Dad was revenge, and he wanted to restore his father's program through martial arts and regain the dignity of a few fathers!

The old father's plot was actually supported by the mother, and the two little bad guys!Wang Ning'an had to admit, the weather was getting hotter and hotter, the 100th man ran full of sweat, took off the short hit of the upper body, showing the developed and strong concave meat, Khan Jinjin, under the irradiation of the sunrise, reflecting the golden brilliance.

At this time, the people of the village must extend their thumbs and sincerely admire: What a good man!

“It’s not that it’s strong, the country people don’t really know it!”Yang Huaiyu disdainfully said, “Such, I can hit ten or twenty!”

“Blow up!”In front of Yang Huaiyu, there is a sixteen-seven little girl, she left a small mouth, disdainfully said: "You can't even beat me, don't believe us than we are better!"Let your aunt testify.”

The little girl said, looking at the old woman sitting in the middle, her hair is white, her face is full of wrinkles, but the waist plate is straight, the eyes are sharp, the two juniors quarrel, she did not care at all, but slowly said: "The people in the village said, they practice every day!"

“What a strange thing about this!”Yang Huaiyu is still disdainful.

The old woman suddenly changed her face and exclaimed, “Thanks to you or Yang’s son, I ask you, how many days did the Yang family’s music practice?”

“Three, three days.”Yang Huaiyu snorted.

“You still know!”The old woman said politely: "Every day to practice, not only to have perseverance, but also to have financial resources!"To eat meat, to soak the hands and feet in potions, otherwise you can't practice for a month, and people will waste.They’ve been practicing for three or four months!”

“Grandma, is it bad?”The little girl asked tremblingly.

The old woman took a deep breath, "when my father died in battle, your grandfather was in charge of the Yang family, almost ten years, our family's songs, including the family, are practicing every day, I am a skill, but also at that time."The old woman remembered the situation when she was young and full of emotion.

"At that time, our Yang family was holding a force, to avenge the father, to recover Yanyun."But since you are too grandpa, the children of the Yang family slack off, the revenge to forget, decades down, Yang's name is not there, I, sorry father, but also sorry brother!" 」

The old woman wiped her tears, Yang Huaiyu was full of care, all of them had passed a Kł子, and what hatred was not, the court and Liaoguo talked about peace, the emperor changed several, and then worried, is not self-interested!

Besides, who in the court said that the restoration of Yanyun?Those grandfathers kept telling the emperor to speak out, to rest and recuperate, and his majesty could give Xixia yuan to pray for peace.The richness of the Yang family generation is enough, and there is nothing to think about...

Yang Huaiyu's face was disapproving, the old woman became more and more disappointed, but people were children, and it was never too hard to say too much!

The old woman stood up, did not ride, and carried her back to the village of Tota.

Yang Huaiyu and the little girl got up, followed behind, and saw the neighboring village mouth, which was a huge threat field, used to dry food during the autumn harvest, and now it is the big guy's martial arts field.

Run the song simply wipe the sweat on the body, wear the coat, clean, look solemn.The big guy stood up in a neat queue, including the little guy Wang Ningze, all drumming the gangsters, solemn.

In the middle of the thrench, there is a faded flag.

“Kneeling!”

Wang Ning's low voice drank, and everyone instantly took one knee and straightened his back.

“Do you remember the North?”

“Don’t forget!”

“Do you remember the Chen family?”

“Don’t forget!”

“What did you do when you were in the army?”Wang Ningan continued to ask.

“Vengeance, fight!”

“Vengeance, fight!”

“Vengeance, fight!”

The neat shouts, echoing in her ears, the old woman heard this, and instantly burst into tears, silently kneeling to the battle flag, and could not stand up to the ground.