Chapter 82

In the afternoon of the next day, as soon as Yihong Mansion opened the door, the handymen who opened the door were stunned to find that outside the door, a vote of sons and brothers dressed as scholars had gathered.

One and two with disdainful faces were there, shaking a folding fan and making nonsense at Yihong Mansion.

"This is Yihong Mansion, hum...... I couldn't imagine what kind of place it was, and I couldn't imagine that it was such a small third-rate place. "The leader is that Zhao Gongzi Zhao Mingcheng.

The prince next to him also had a look of disdain. "Such an old building, presumably the girls inside are afraid that they are just like these old woods, and there is nothing new......

"Let's go in and see what's so good about this Yihong Mansion, so that more people can understand ......"

This group of young people squeezed in one after another, all with disgusted expressions, as if they were a group of messengers of justice who came to Yihong Mansion, which represents the embodiment of evil, to criticize.

walked up to the second floor, and after choosing the largest private room and sitting down, he didn't order a girl, and he didn't order a drink, and asked the person in charge of the Yihong Mansion to come and meet him.

The steward heard that someone had come to report it, and as soon as he heard that it was a richly dressed son and brother who wanted to find the principal, he immediately hurried to find the princess.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my wife has lost her welcome, I don't know how many of you are ......" After receiving the news, Wang Po hurried over and walked into the private room with a smiling face.

"Old woman, are you the person in charge of this Yihong Mansion?" Zhao Mingcheng sat on the couch naked, and raised his chin arrogantly towards Wang Po.

Wang Po couldn't help but be a little annoyed in her heart, the guests who came to the door were also contemptuous, but I really hadn't seen this kind of guest who didn't even spend a penny of copper plates, and just put up a shelf here.

However, Wang Po is an old man after all, and when the enemy situation is unknown, she naturally will not suddenly turn her face, her face remains unchanged, and she smiles, "Yes, the old body is exact, I don't know the name of this son?" ”

"My son's surname is Zhao, and his father is Taichang Shaoqing, and Zhao Tingzhi, the left servant of the Ministry of Officials...... Today, Zhao and his friends have a rare leisure, specially to your small Yihong Mansion to visit, I heard that you have a teacher named Wang Yang here, it is said that the dance of those girls is from his handwriting......"

"So, my son and all of you are here today just to see your Wang Jiaoxi's dancing......"

As soon as Zhao Mingcheng said this, the seven or eight sons and brothers next to him all laughed crookedly.

"Yes, yes, what Zhao Gongzi said is very true, why are you old woman still stunned, don't go quickly, don't forget, let your Wang Jiaoxi wear the kind of rabbit girl costume that night to come over and perform, hahaha......" The other son-in-law urged Wang Po.

Wang Po still had a little smile on her face at the moment, and her face darkened as she looked at these young and arrogant sons. "It seems that you are not here to cheer the girls in Yihong Mansion, but to make trouble?"

"Cheers? Aren't we cheering? Our brothers don't like to praise the girl's field, they only like to praise the Wang Jiaoxi's field, what's the matter, you old woman don't go and do it quickly, what are you talking about, offended our brothers, can you afford to offend? Another boy also jumped up and said with a smug face.

"I don't know which official eunuch this prince is?" Wang Popi said with a smile, but she was already indignant in her heart.

"Who is my father, and what does it have to do with you, an old country woman? Hurry up and call the bastard surnamed Wang over, hum, otherwise, when the time comes, you Yihong Mansion will be able to open again. "Another son-in-law is very arrogant and domineering.

"The old man came to this Yihong Mansion, and then he presided over the scene of this Yihong Mansion for nearly 20 years, there are not no people who say such things, and there are really a lot, but I have never seen a master like you, who is reluctant to spend even half a copper plate, and dares to make trouble in the old lady's field......" Wang Po's face was completely gloomy, and she smiled again and again.

At some point, a group of fierce thugs poured in from outside the door. One by one, the two rubbed their fists together, and looked at these seven or eight sons and brothers with hideous faces.

"Ouch, you dead old woman, don't forget, there are a lot of people outside who have seen us all walk into your Yihong Mansion, we just need to have a hair, hum ......"

"Alas, what is missing can be made up, but there is one thing, once it is missing, it can't be made up for no matter how much it is made, that is, your poor IQ ......" With this voice that is neither yin nor yang, Wang Yang, the teacher of Yihong Mansion, slowly walked into this private room with his hands on his back and a sinister smile.

"I'm very happy to see you here, as the saying goes, there is a road in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door in hell for you to break in, really, your arrival is the happiest time for Wang these days."

"The surname is Wang, you are really here!" As soon as Zhao Mingcheng saw Wang Yang walking in slowly, he jumped up directly from the couch.

And Wang Gongzi and other sons and brothers also got up one after another, and the so-called enemies were red when they saw each other.

"Why are you coming in?" Wang Po saw the large number of thugs rushing in behind her, and then looked at Wang Yang's smiling face, but she couldn't help but roll her eyes and have a headache.

"Old woman, I am also a very reasonable person, but when some people are quite unreasonable, I am still very willing to reason with them, and I can directly reason until the other party is convinced." Wang Yang smiled at Wang Po, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, faintly revealing an indescribable recklessness and hideousness.

"Ouch, you country man, what's the matter, you can't do it? Okay, come, Zhao wants to see if you dare to do it today. Zhao Mingcheng's face sank suddenly, and he tilted his mouth towards one of the literary youths.

The guy jumped up, then pushed the window open hard, looked down a few times, and waved his hand. The famous slave who had been waiting outside for a long time saw it, and immediately spread his feet and ran away into the distance.

"Come on, come on, if you have the ability to beat us up again, hum, tell you, my son's father is the county lord of Kaifeng, you come and try it." After the prince saw this scene, he walked up to Wang Yang very proudly, his face full of arrogance.

The corners of Wang Po's eyes couldn't help twitching, the lord of Kaifeng County is just an official the size of a sesame mung bean, but the problem is that the county is not as good as the county management, and the fart and big things in Tokyo Bianliang are all handled by the Kaifeng County Yamen, if it is a big matter, it is the matter of the Kaifeng Mansion Yamen.

"A courteous gentleman like Ben Gongzi, who is powerless, will only reason with you and do it? That's what a rough guy or a woman does, girls, oh no...... Ladies and gentlemen, please come in and treat you sons well. ”

"And you stupid people, why are you stunned, why don't you hurry up and support your sons first, so that the sons can't stand the enthusiasm of the eldest lady, what if you vomit everywhere?"

PS: I believe that everyone is like me, the aesthetic is very normal, so, but all the friends who have normal aesthetics, please vote for your wealth, Mo Da!