Let Mrs. Luo marry?

Truman opened his mouth and said lightly: "Marry out? Even if they get married, the wealth of the Luo family is still there, the business is still there, and there may be another Deng family and Li family in Yangzhou County in the future. ”

Wang Desheng smiled slightly, he seemed to have thought that the county magistrate would say this.

He said: "My lord, the Luo family is uncontrollable now, but the Deng family and the Li family behind it can be controlled, and if Mrs. Luo marries, the Luo family's business will definitely be affected, and the other three are vampire-like people, how can they let go of such a good opportunity." ”

"And a character like Mrs. Luo, as long as the wealth is still in her hands, even if she marries, it will not breed the Deng family and the Li family."

"Even, if you want to, you can also take all the property of the Luo family in your hands, and at that time, the adult will also have the capital to fight against the other three families."

"Alright."

The willow tree hung low, and Truman broke a dead branch, interrupting him.

"I'll consider what you say, let's go to the yamen tomorrow to report."

Wang Desheng knelt down heavily and arched his hand: "Lord Xie, my humble position will definitely live up to the trust of my lord." ”

"Get up."

Wang Desheng stood up, his eyes suddenly glanced at the flower boat not far away, he smiled, and said, "My lord, you want to go there to have a look." ”

"Where?" Truman wondered.

"Today's First Snow Festival, everyone's miss, Qingqi beauty, rich son, and even all the people in Yangzhou County, the final goal is there, there is a poetry club, a casino, and more beauties, as long as the adults' poems are good and rich, they will not be lonely tonight."

Truman's heart moved slightly: "Then naturally you should go and take a look." ”

Wang Desheng was ruthless and said: "Since this is the case, my subordinates can't take care of their wives and children at home, and they can't care about reading "Breaking the Sky" written by Master Tudou, so I will accompany the adults to take a look today." “

Well!

Dou Po is so hot!

"You're also watching "Breaking the Sky"?" Truman asked casually.

"Yes, Dou Po can be said to be full of youthful blood, although I am not young anymore, but every time I look at it, I feel that I have returned to the time when I was young, are adults also watching." Wang Desheng said excitedly.

"No, since you said it was so pretty, I'll take a look."

Truman smiled faintly, of course he wouldn't look at it again, he knew exactly how many chapters he had broken in his mind, and what that chapter described.

"My lord, let me tell you, Dou Po is talking about the protagonist Xiao Yan......"

In the next time, Wang Desheng spoiled the content of the fight to Truman.

Truman listened tastelessly, and before he knew it, he had already come to the front of the flower boat.

With the flower boat in front of him, Truman realized how majestic it was.

The Dafu River stretches for thousands of miles and flows into the Yangtze River.

The river where the boat is located is called Qianjia River, which is a tributary of the Dafu River.

Qianjia River originated from Shu and surrounded thousands of families in the two countries, and is the mother river of these thousands of families, from which the name comes from.

Qianjia River passes through Yangzhou County, dividing Yangzhou County into two halves in the north and south.

The dam that Truman asked Wang Hongru to build is on this river.

Similarly, flower boats are suspended in this river.

The flower boat is more than 50 zhang long, about 10 zhang high, divided into five whole layers up and down, the lights are bright, and there is a faint momentum of competing with the moon.

There is a flat wooden bridge more than one zhang wide on the left side of the flower boat, which is the 'heavenly road' leading to the flower boat by land.

On either side of the road stood a row of scantily clad smoky willow women, holding a splendid hand, showing off flowers, or smiling to attract passers-by, or flattering to see off drunken customers.

But even if they work so hard to solicit, even if the flower boat is very attractive, only a few people walk in.

Just because there are three extremely harsh conditions to enter it.

One is the value, and only those who are worth tens of thousands of taels of silver have the initial qualifications to enter it.

The second is that this man worth tens of thousands of dollars must write a poem that will satisfy the leader of this row of women, the woman who stands at the top of the heavenly road.

This woman is extraordinary, although she is a person of smoke and willow, but her literary talent is not inferior to those scholars.

Behind this woman, there are five big men who block the end of the road, fail to make a poem that satisfies the woman, and they will stop you even if you have millions of dollars.

The third condition is very simple, as long as you can make a poem that amazes this woman, you can enter even if you don't have a value of 10,000.

Even if you're just a beggar.

Yes, in this Great Jin, which has been peaceful for 50 years, in this world of emphasizing literature over military force, you can be superior to others if you have literary talent.

At the end of Truman's gaze, two or three people had already walked into the flower boat.

The one who caught his attention the most was the last one, and that was a beggar.

After listening to him shake his head and read a poem, the leading woman's eyes flashed with a clear light, but when she looked down at the comer, her eyes undisguised a trace of disgust.

In this disgust, the solicitors and customers on the wooden road are surprisingly consistent.

But the beggar didn't care, and after the leader reluctantly got out of the way, he walked in in style.

In the distance, Truman and Wang Desheng also saw all this.

Wang Desheng explained: "This person's name is Liu Yuanwei, he has counted books for more than ten years, and he is quite literary, and people who have seen his literary talent say that he can be admitted to Xie Yuan, but he never goes to the exam, he just wants to be a beggar." “

"And this hobby." Truman was surprised.

"Who made him stained with red dust?" Wang Desheng said regretfully, "He likes a girl, a very beautiful girl, this girl is an ordinary woman, it's okay, but what he likes is a dusty woman." ”

"He's in love with a prostitute?"

"Yes, what he fell in love with was a dancing girl in the Flower Pavilion, although she was a dancing girl, sometimes she would inevitably accompany the guests, and her body had long been dirty, but Liu Yuanwei didn't care."

Wang Desheng continued.

"Actually, the singer is not very good-looking, but he is love at first sight, has never changed, it has been five years now, five years have passed, the singer is no longer the appearance of the year, the dance skills are gradually stiffening, there are not many guests, but Liu Yuanwei is still guarding, in the past five years, once there is a chance to see the singer, he will not miss it, every year, I expect that the dancing girl is also on the boat today, otherwise Liu Yuanwei will never come here."

"Then why does he want to be a beggar to guard, he can participate in the imperial examination, become an official, become a party figure, and redeem the singer." Truman asked.

Wang Desheng shook his head and said with some sadness: "Someone also asked him like this, he said, she stained her body, I stained my dignity and reputation, she guarded the Flower Pavilion, I guarded her, I don't want anything in my life, as long as her." ”

What an infatuated person!

In this ancient society, where the status of men and women was seriously unbalanced, love was a luxury.

Being able to hear such a love story touched his heart a lot.

......

"Let's go."

Truman looked at the flower boat, opened his mouth leisurely, and took one step at a time.