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Duan Chong's entry into the palace this time can be described as infinitely beautiful, using a dragon wheelchair, a few bottles of perfume, and a butterfly specimen, in exchange for countless rewards and glory, which is unimaginable in the eyes of others. And Duan Zhong himself is, of course, full of ambition and returned with a full load. When he was out of Gong, the reward given by the palace was enough to carry three or two carriages, and when he moved back to the mansion, he called more than a dozen subordinates to unload the things from the carriage. So Duan Zhong sighed a little, sometimes it's not a good thing to have more silver, especially when moving silver.

And after Duan Chong left the palace, the people in the capital soon knew that the brave and demonic Jia Gongzi was made an earl, which was an extremely inspiring thing, so there were many more versions of the story of Duan Chong's beating of people that had already been spread beyond recognition, and it was recited in the mouths of storytellers in restaurants and tea shops. What is the name of the little earl who went undercover for ten days to fight the devil, Zhiyong Shuangquan Yuanbo punched Zhu Xuan.

And Duan Zhong is naturally happy to listen to these stories, because Duan Zhong found that this is the storyteller's storytelling level is no worse than his own, but the stories in his stomach are not as rich as his own. Therefore, Duan Zhong specially asked Su'er to invite a storyteller to tell a story in the lobby of the building outside the building, which added a lot of popularity to the building.

In view of this, Duan Chong has been sitting in the lobby on the first floor of the building for the past few days to eat Dongpo meat, neither going to the "chatting fast" on the third floor, nor going to the small table facing the window on the second floor, because you can listen to stories in the hall. And at this moment, the storyteller is talking about the wonderful plot of Wen Yuanbo's fist beating, hitting Prime Minister Zhu's eldest son with both fists with a blue nose and swollen face, kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and the lobby is full of cheers. Duan Zhong sat in the corner and laughed while listening.

Su'er on the side looked at Duan Chongzhi's smug appearance and felt quite funny: "Your own story has been told beyond recognition, and you can still laugh, I really don't know what you think." ”

Duan Zhong smiled and took a sip of tea: "This story is told well and interestingly, I naturally want to laugh." Besides, I am portrayed well in this story, and I have always been willing to be a positive hero, and besides, this storyteller still talks to me so well, why should I be upset? This is unhappy, it should be the son of the prime minister's family, but I am afraid that when the injury on Zhu Gongzi's face is healed, the restaurant in Nanjing City will not dare to enter. ”

Su'er covered her mouth and laughed twice, with Duan Chong, she can always have endless fun, so Su'er feels very happy, even if she is already an "old woman", but an old woman also has the happiness of an old woman. As long as the little master doesn't dislike himself, it's fine.

Duan Zhong was naturally happy to listen attentively to Mr. Storyteller's jokes, and when he heard the dissatisfaction, Duan Chong also made up his mind to write a script by himself to communicate with Mr. Storyteller, and it was best to be able to follow his own path in the future, after all, our little prince Duan Chong was born in a YY novel class in his last life.

Waiting until the storyteller said, "Let's listen to the next decomposition", listening to the unfinished applause in the hall, Duan Chong swallowed the last piece of Dongpo meat, touched his mouth, and took Su'er's hand out of the door. Silver? Naturally, there is no need to give it, but the guys here all know their big owners.

went out, but saw Zhu Siwen coming over with a bitter face, and when he saw Duan Chong, it was like seeing a plate of bitter masters, and he rushed over as fiercely as a vicious wolf pounced on food. Duan Zhong was so frightened that he took several steps back. Zhu Siwen hugged Duan Chong's thigh and cried: "Little master, this job is really not done by people!" ”

Duan Zhong was stunned, this Zhu Siwen had only been out for a few days, why was his stomach full of bitterness as soon as he came back? When I asked, I found out that since the Yusheng Hall was opened in Nanjing, although it didn't even have time to hang up the sign, there was an endless stream of people who came to kick the hall. Yu Shengtang was already acting in a low-key manner according to Duan Chong's orders, but the capital is such a big place, how can such a thing under the nose of opening a martial arts hall be hidden? Therefore, there are countless martial arts masters who have come to play in the past few days. However, Zhu Siwen is a second-stage master in the entire field, although Fu Yousu is also a third-stage master, and he can barely fight with a third-stage master, but when a real master comes, naturally only Zhu Siwen comes forward to deal with it. And some of the third-stage masters who came to the martial arts hall to test were educated by Fu Yousu well, and then they were the second-stage masters. There are not a few masters in the first stage in Nanjing, but the masters of the second stage are often already offered by various martial arts halls.

So for the first time, Zhu Siwen felt his scalp tingle, and for the first time he found that there were so many masters in Nanjing City. So much so that as soon as I got on the bed, I remembered the shouts of kicking the gym again. God, is this still not a way to live?

Of course, Yushengtang has not yet been officially listed for business, and it is already so lively. Wouldn't it be more interesting if you hung up the sign? And today, it is the day when Yushengtang is officially listed to accept apprentices.

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The reason why it has been delayed for so long is that on the one hand, many things in the hall have not been completely built, and on the other hand, Yushengtang has to rescue, adopt and educate a group of street children in Nanjing again, which will also take a long time. And the most important thing is that the manpower in the Yusheng Hall is ...... Inadequate.

It turned out that most of the first batch of students taught by Fu Yousu had been transferred to Jiang Mingchen's men for training, and the most elite part, Fu Yousu except for his right-hand man and disciple Liu Qiang remained, and the rest went to Jiang Mingchen's hands. So the current Yushengdo is equivalent to starting from scratch.

Duan Zhong sighed, this matter was really embarrassing Fu Yousu. The medicine fragrance pavilion method is a reward. Stepping into the gate of the Yusheng Hall, there were a lot of people inside, and the whole courtyard was full of red curtains, full of festive smells, even on the shelves with weapons, it was inevitable that there were a few more bombardments, which were eye-catching.

Although Fu Yousu is already busy at the moment, the face project must always be done in place. At this moment, Fu Yousu was busy with the final arrangement, after all, the Rest of Life Hall was really about to open in a few moments, and he didn't notice that Duan Zhong had entered the door.

Duan Zhong didn't say hello to Fu Youso, but stepped forward to take the firecracker in the hand of a small worker and helped put it up. And Fu Yousu looked at the wrong position of the firecrackers, turned his head in annoyance and scolded: "I didn't spend money to ask you to help, if you make such a mess, you can pack up your things and leave." ”

Duan Zhong turned his head and smiled slightly: "If you want to hire me, how much silver will it cost?" ”

Fu Yousu's mouth opened wide, and it took a long time to say a sentence: "Xiao ...... Little master, why are you here...... Why don't you notify me, I'll go out to pick you up! ”

Duan Zhong waved his hand: "I'm not the emperor Laozi, so I don't need to put on such a big show." You're so busy right now that you can't afford to delay. ”

Fu Yousu wiped the sweat on his forehead: "Everything will be packed up soon, little master, you will rest first, and you will cut the ribbon when it opens." ”

Duan Zhong nodded with a smile, and looked at Fu Yousu, who was tired but with a happy smile, and continued to work. He has been tired in the past few days, and of course, Zhu Siwen is also very hard. However, Duan Zhong is very satisfied with one thing, that is, the three martial arts masters that Xiao Beiping promised to help him match for Yu Shengtang have arrived today when they are officially opened, and they are waiting outside the door at the moment, presumably they will help solve many troubles in the future, this surprise Duan Zhong decided to keep it first, and then tell Fu Yousu to make him happy.

Seeing that half an hour had passed bit by bit, the whole yard had been cleaned up, and the gate was finally pushed open, and a few small workers were extremely careful to carry out a plaque from the house, which read "Yushengtang". This is Duan Chong's own handwriting, and Duan Zhong is also a hot Wen Yuanbo in Nanjing City at the moment, and he can get a lot of silver by writing a few words casually, not to mention the plaque written by Wen Yuanbo himself.

And the matter of our Wen Yuanbo's inscription for Yushengtang has gradually spread in the capital in the past few days, so at this moment, there are many people surrounding the door of Yushengtang, all speculating whether this Wen Yuanbo will come to the scene of the listing today.

Duan Zhong looked at the surging crowd at the door, and couldn't help but smile bitterly twice, he didn't expect that he would have so many fans in this world, he was really flattered.

Fu Yousu, who was on the side, walked up with a big red brocade belt, walked to the gate of Yushengtang with Duan Chong, and handed the scissors to Duan Chong: "Little master, if you cut this brocade ribbon, we can open the sign." ”

Duan Zhong smiled and nodded, and someone from the onlookers finally shouted: "It's Wen Yuanbo!" Wen Yuanbo came......" Immediately the crowd became lively, swarming forward, and several disciples of Yushengtang raised their arms to block it, but they still couldn't resist it. Duan Zhong sighed, the power of this fan is really too powerful.

Duan Zhong gently lowered the scissors, and then heard a soft sound of "smack", and the brocade ribbon broke in response. Then someone shouted, "Hang out!" ”

The sound of crackling firecrackers exploded in a fiery manner, threatening to shatter the eardrums. Someone had already brought a ladder to the side, and with the help of a few people, the plaque was finally hung on the door beam.

Duan Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, this martial arts hall was finally opened. If you wait until Ji Wuchang Jiangnan is in trouble, and the Qinglou is opened, his initial plan will be almost completed.

Just as Duan Chong bowed his hand to several of the directors of the Yusheng Hall to say hello, he suddenly heard a burst of shouting not far away. Someone fighting? Could it be that this restaurant has just opened, and someone has come to touch the mold?

Duan Zhong hurriedly took two steps and walked towards the alley on the side. And the onlookers naturally found out about the situation, and they all rushed up to block the entire alley.