Since the house slave is not honest, playing the board is indispensable.

Steward Cheng usually usually takes care of the guards beside the prince, but the prince is watching from above at this time, and there is Steward Kong supervising by the side, where do the guards dare to release water.

Twenty boards went down, it can be said that the boards entered the flesh, blood splashed everywhere, and the entire lower body of Steward Cheng had been beaten until he lost consciousness.

Steward Kong looked at Bao Zicheng and said coldly, "Aren't you honest?" ”

Steward Cheng was already a little stunned with pain and fright, thinking that the prince wanted to really kill himself.

Listening to Steward Kong's questioning, Bao Zicheng was even more frightened in his heart. He really couldn't figure it out, but he bribed a prince, and he didn't betray the prince, let alone kill him, where is it worth the prince to be so angry?

didn't dare to hide it in the slightest, Bao Zicheng honestly explained the bet he made with Tian Shiyi, and also handed over the gambling contract in his arms to the prince. Subsequently, Steward Cheng began to pretend to be pitiful, crying while telling about his loyalty and hard work for the prince, hoping that the prince could let himself go.

Looking at the gambling contract presented by Bao Zicheng, King Hui became even more puzzled in his heart.

Each of the three poems is enough to leave a name for eternity, if it is said that it was written by a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy, it is unconvincing, especially the second poem, in which the vicissitudes of life are quite heavy, how can it come from the hand of a young man surnamed Tian?

Unless, there is a master behind that young man. Or, Steward Cheng didn't tell the truth.

King Hui glanced at Steward Kong with a calm face, and then snorted coldly and turned around and went back to the house.

Steward Kong was taken aback by King Hui's gaze, and knew that he had to rectify the death of this surnamed Cheng today. First, Bao Zicheng is still hiding the affairs of the great poet. The second is that if the bet between the surnamed Cheng and Tian Shiyi spreads, it will definitely be pinched. This kind of thing is to rob the people's property, King Hui does it, but he can't do it, and he can't be caught, especially not known by outsiders. The third reason is that because Steward Cheng has indeed overstepped, he even dares to bet on such a thing as introducing the prince, and he can't stay anymore.

Bao Zicheng would never have thought that it was not a big mistake in his eyes, but in the eyes of the prince, it was already a capital crime.

Although the lower body is numb, the upper body is good. The steward ordered the bun to be tied to the pillar, and the leather whip was not counted if it was stained with water.

"Crackling" The whip was drawn, and Bao Zicheng still didn't explain anything useful.

Steward Kong couldn't hold back the anxiety in his heart, and finally directly pointed to the key point and asked, "Who is Mr. Xilou?" ”

Steward Cheng almost didn't have any good places in his body, and when he suddenly heard the words "Mr. Xilou", he didn't understand what it meant, but thought it was the restaurant, and immediately begged for mercy: "The little one doesn't dare, the small one in the restaurant really doesn't dare to ask for it......"

Steward Kong angrily grabbed Bao Zicheng's hair and shouted: "I'm asking you Mr. Xilou, who composed poems, not the restaurant!" ”

"Poetry?" Bao Zicheng finally heard it clearly, but the poetry was superb, he really didn't know.

After all, Bao Zicheng still maintained a little sanity, knowing the current situation, if he dared to say that he didn't know, he would definitely be killed.

"I know, I know." Bao Zicheng shouted again and again: "Legend has it that a great poet has appeared in the city in the past few days, presumably ......"

Speaking of this, he finally woke up, and couldn't help blurting out: "Is it related to that restaurant?" ”

If Tian Shiyi was here, he would definitely make a mark for him: "The answer is wrong." ”

Sure enough, when Steward Kong heard this, he already understood that this person surnamed Cheng didn't know anything.

Steward Kong is also strange in his heart, how did this surnamed Cheng get mixed into the position of steward? Being the steward of the palace with him is simply an insult to himself and the rest of the stewards!

Glancing at a few guards, Steward Kong whispered, "It's cleaned up." ”

Bao Zicheng was shocked in his heart, and before he could scream, something was suddenly blocked on his mouth.

Seeing that Steward Cheng was dragged away, Steward Kong, the initiator, suddenly felt a little sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox, and he didn't know if he would be "dealt with" one day.

When listening to Steward Kong's return, King Hui was watching Steward Cheng's gambling contract with Tian Shiyi.

It is strange that a restaurant facing the West Lake sells for only 7,000 yuan. It is even more strange that this young man named Tian Shiyi dared to boast about Haikou, saying that he could earn back the 7,000 yuan he spent on the restaurant on the day it opened.

King Hui didn't think that those three poems were written by a young man named Tian Shiyi, but the great poet "Xilou" must have a great relationship with Tian Shiyi, otherwise he would not have written three good poems for the opening of the restaurant. What's more, there are two other songs hidden in the restaurant, and this relationship must be unusual.

"It seems that if you want to find this poet's 'West Building', you have to start with this restaurant." King Hui muttered to himself.

After that, King Hui handed over the gambling contract to Steward Cheng and told him to take it back carefully.

If it is said that he can earn 7,000 yuan in one day, no one will believe it in Hangzhou, so Bao Zicheng's bet is a win in the eyes of King Hui.

Put away the gambling contract, not because I want this restaurant, but because I want to wait until I win the gambling contract and use this contract to make a favor, and exchange this favor for the young man surnamed Tian to introduce the great poet "West Building" to himself.

King Hui and the Kochi Prefecture have a common understanding on this point, and they believe that tomorrow's opening ceremony, the great poet "West Building" will not go. It's just that the leaflet clearly says that the nobles of the palace are there, but King Hui must go, otherwise he will have a bad reputation for being disrespectful to the great talent.

Thinking of this, King Hui was a little annoyed, and he couldn't wait to personally take action to "deal with" Steward Cheng......

Since throwing out three poems and detonating the entire city of Hangzhou, Tian Shiyi has fallen into the vice of chanting a few sentences from time to time for some reason.

"What a joy life has been since ancient times, and the floating life steals half a day of leisure." Tian Shiyi half lay on the cruise ship, shaking his head and groaning.

After being busy for many days, Tian Shiyi finally got a day to spare, so he dragged Fang Baihua to visit the West Lake, the reason was naturally to paint a portrait of him. Recommended reading: sm. s..

Since lying on Shishilang's stomach and sleeping all night, Fang Baihua's heart slowly began to become different, a different feeling slowly warmed up in her heart. It seems that the immature heart, which has been beating for eighteen years, is beginning to develop in the direction of arrhythmia. She was tempted.

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