Mr. Seven's reputation not only shook the flower beds of the entire Bianjing City, but also became famous in the history of the city.

When he was studying in later generations, Kou Ji was also tossed back to life by Mr. Seven's poems.

This Mr. Seven is the famous Liu Yong, Liu Sanchang.

It's just that today's Liu Yong, although he is amazed in the flower bed, but in his official career, he has made little progress.

Last year, he followed his brother Liu Sanfu to participate in the imperial examination together, Liu Sanfu went to high school in one fell swoop, but he fell to Sun Shan again.

This is the third time he has fallen off the list.

Now I'm hiding in my lover's boudoir and licking my wounds.

Kou Ji repeatedly asked Liu Yong's name to suppress the old bustard.

The old bustard knew that Kou Ji was not easy to deal with, so he had to come up with a killer weapon to deal with him.

"This son, the old woman doesn't hide it from you, the cicada girl already has a benefactor, and that benefactor is not small, and ordinary people can't afford to offend."

I'm here for that benefactor!

Kou Ji muttered in his heart, but his face sneered, "Old woman, are you scaring the master?" If there was really a benefactor, he would have redeemed the cicada a long time ago, so why let him be left in the dust. ”

The old bustard smiled dryly: "That benefactor has his own difficulties, and it is inconvenient to help Cicada Er redeem herself, but he has explained to his wife that Cicada Er is not allowed to accept guests again." ”

The smile on Kou Ji's face gradually faded, he stared at the old bustard coldly, and said, "Then do you think that I am the one you can afford to offend?" ”

The old bustard's face changed, and he said arrogantly: "This son, our Wanhualou is not an ordinary place. ”

"Are you reminding the master that Wanhualou has a backstage?"

"Then you can talk about it and see if the master can afford to offend."

The old bustard is about to move backstage.

Kou Ji didn't give her a chance, and said: "Master remembers that in this Bianjing City, there seem to be few more noble ones than our Kou Mansion, and most of them are relatives of the emperor. ”

Kou Ji raised his eyebrows at the old bustard, and sneered: "Could it be that the benefactor in your mouth is the crown prince of the dynasty?" ”

When the old bustard heard this, his face changed again and again.

While she was shocked by Kou Ji's identity, she didn't dare to take Kou Ji's words.

If she really dares to say that the crown prince is their benefactor of Wanhualou, before the sun rises tomorrow, Wanhualou will be gone.

As everyone knows, the official family has only one son, the crown prince, and there is not much dispute about the ownership of the throne in the future.

In other words, the crown prince's throne is an ironclad thing.

Although the current crown prince has no power at all, no one will be careless about his reputation.

Therefore, no matter who is behind Wanhualou, as long as he dares to slander the reputation of the crown prince, he will definitely be dealt a tragic blow.

The old bustard stood in place for a long time in shock, and then squeezed out an ugly smile on his face, "Gongzi said that he laughed, how could a noble person like the crown prince set foot in a lowly place like my Wanhualou." ”

Kou Ji sneered: "Lead the way, I have to find cicadas to accompany me tonight." If you don't agree, I will let people go back to Koufu, select a group of slaves, and come and tear down your signboard. ”

The long follower who followed behind Kou Ji heard this, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

No one present except him knew that Kou Ji was pretending to be a fox.

But things have come to this point, and it is impossible for him to come forward to debunk Kou Ji.

As for Erbao, he probably won't care about anything other than eating.

"Master, please ......"

The old bustard used the most ugly expression in his life to make the most humble action in his life.

Under the leadership of the old bustard, Kou Ji entered the Wanhua Building, and they only appeared on the first floor, and then went all the way to the third floor.

There is a quiet private room in the middle of the third floor, which seems to be the boudoir of the cicada girl.

When he arrived at the door of the boudoir, the old bustard said to Kou Ji with a smiling face: "Master, wait a minute, the cicada girl hasn't seen a guest for a long time, the old woman will go and tell her first, don't let her bump into you." ”

Without waiting for Kou Ji to speak, the old bustard stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after entering the room, he immediately closed the door.

The setting in the boudoir was peculiar.

There are elegant and quiet places, and there are also places of wealth and luxury.

Screens, bookcases, antiques, calligraphy and paintings, collection of books, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, everything.

Mahogany coffee tables, brocade beds, pure gold incense burners, thick Persian carpets, and more.

Two completely different styles, appearing in one room, look weird.

The old bustard seemed to be surprised by this, and when he entered the room, he immediately threw himself into the luxurious bed.

On the stepping bed, there was a soft and weak figure, wearing a green Luo skirt, with a delicate face, and a heroic spirit between her eyebrows. ”

"Hey, cicadas, you can save mom and me. Erlang didn't arrive, but there was a more fierce master than Erlang. ”

The old bustard threw himself beside Su Chan'er, crying and wailing with a mournful face.

Su Chan'er was stunned when she heard this, her eyes turned slightly, and she exclaimed slightly: "More fierce than Erlang?" Could it be the sons in law of those noble families in the city? ”

The identity of Erlang in Su Chan'er's mouth is not ordinary.

In this Bianjing City, it seems that the only ones who don't give him face are the sons of those noble families.

The rest of the people really didn't dare not give Erlang face.

The old bustard shook his head and complained: "How can those sons of the noble family look down on our Wanhualou." But the identity of the people who came was no worse than theirs. I don't know where he heard your name, but when he got to the building, he asked for you by name, and I couldn't stop my mother.

But Mom, if I let you meet the guests, Jiro will definitely not be able to spare me when he arrives.

There are nobles on both sides, and I can't afford to offend my mother, so I can only ask you for help.

For the sake of my mother, I have taken care of you for so many years, you must help me. ”

Su Chan'er frowned slightly, and said softly: "Having said so much, Mom, you haven't told me the identity of the person who came." ”

The old bustard slapped his leg and hurriedly said, "I almost forgot, the person who came was from Kou Zhun Kou Xiang's mansion." ”

"From the Kou Prime Minister's Mansion?"

Su Chan'er was stunned for a moment, and her brows furrowed even tighter, "I once heard Erlang say before, there is only one servant in the mansion of Kou Zhun Kou Xiang, and now because of his mistakes, he is punished to kneel in the ancestral hall, and there are no other men."

Mom, did you hear it wrong, or did you let him cheat him? ”

The old bustard looked stunned, "He's a liar?" ”

Immediately, she frowned and hesitated: "But the old woman looks at his outfit and momentum, and he doesn't look like a liar." ”

Su Chan'er smiled bitterly: "In these years, there are more liars, and there are more well-dressed liars. Aren't there a few liars in the palace who claim to have attained immortality? ”

The old bustard heard Su Chan'er's words and felt that it made sense, and immediately put away her sad face, gritted her teeth and said: "What a liar, he dares to deceive the old lady, the old lady has to skin him alive." ”

"Mommy, slow down!"