Chapter Twenty-Six: If you are not afraid of God's opponents, you are afraid of pig teammates
Wen Yong felt faintly uncomfortable when he heard this surname, Dugu Guixin was the first important minister he failed to protect, and he had forgotten it, and he couldn't imagine being mentioned again in this land of fireworks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
Wen Yong turned his head to look at Wen Xin.
Looking at Wen Yong's ferocious attitude of wanting to choose someone to devour, Wen Xin didn't dare to deceive, and replied stubbornly: "I did hear that Lord Dugu has a daughter, but when the minister went to rescue Lord Dugu's only son, he didn't care about anything else, and then the girl's whereabouts were unknown." ”
Yuan Ping's eyes flashed on the side, and then he lowered his head and laughed with the woman next to him, as if he didn't care about the conversation between Wen Yong and Wen Xin at all.
Wen Yong pondered a little and asked Fu'an, "How many silver taels did you bring with you when you went out this time?" ”
Fu'an timidly replied, "The slave only brought three hundred taels." ”
Today's prices, ten taels of silver is enough for a family of three to live in a month, and three hundred taels is also a huge amount of money, but in this land of green buildings, although it cannot reach the point of spending a lot of money, it is also a veritable gold cave, and three hundred taels is really not enough.
Wen Yong hesitated, it would definitely be too late to take the money back to the palace now, and if he didn't have a pro-government, the inner treasury wouldn't spend too much silver for Wen Yong to squander, did he want to expose his identity to save her?
Fu Jin's only son, Fu Qiang, stared at the woman on the stage with an aggressive gaze offstage, and suddenly smiled and said: "This person is beautiful, but it is too beautiful to let this young master smash silver in vain by relying on his skin!" ”
As he spoke, Fu Qiang climbed onto the high platform and reached out to touch the creamy cheeks of the woman on the stage: "Why don't you let Young Master Ben test the color a priori!" ”
"Butterfly!"
A cold and ethereal voice spit out from Dugu Wanyan's red lips, and the maid behind her, who had been ignored, suddenly threw out a sword.
The cold sword light swayed out of the sheath, and the painting style on the high platform suddenly changed, the cold light was cold, and the killing machine was clear.
The compelling sword qi swept past Fu Qiang's neck, causing him to retreat again and again, and fell directly from the high platform like a rolling gourd.
Everyone below burst into laughter, Fu Qiang touched his neck, his face was red and swollen and scolded: "Who dares to laugh!" Laugh again and throw you all in jail! ”
At this time, the old bustard hurriedly rushed to the stage and asked with a shy face, "Is Fu Gongzi okay?" ”
Fu Qiang stood up and kicked the bustard away, "This Oiran has a strong temperament, I like it, no one is allowed to rob me!" ”
Different from the custom of liking poetry and singing in the south, the north is close to the Hu people, there are many wars, the people are fierce, and the children of the nobles are all wearing swords, and they are still mighty and majestic.
On the high platform, the body is like a light bird soaring into the air, the sword light is delicate like a dragon, and there is a pleasing beauty in the killing.
Wen Xin whispered to Wen Yong: "This set of sword dances is beautiful and murderous, and it should be born out of the method of killing enemies in the army. ”
The sword light paused, Dugu Wanyan put the sword back into the sheath, her chest rose and fell slightly, as if she wanted to tear her clothes out, and everyone present looked at her eyes straight.
Fu Qiang grabbed the placket of the old bustard's clothes and said, "Let's make a price, the Wanyan girl is going to be decided!" ”
The old bustard smiled: "This Wanyan is my favorite daughter, and she has to choose the guest on the day of leaving the cabinet." ”
"It's funny."
Fu Qiang smiled and shouted at Dugu Wanyan on the high platform, "The Oiran of this land of fireworks can't last long, why don't the girls go home with their sons, the position of concubine must be indispensable!" A life of wealth and prosperity. ”
"Even the concubines can handle it, and they are not afraid of dirtying the eyes of the Wanyan girl."
Another rich boy got up and said with a smile, "I brought a pair of night pearls, the right as a dowry, if the girl does not give up, I am willing to be a good match for the girl!" ”
"What a big dog, dare to rob a woman with my son!"
Fu Qiang was furious.
"Fu Qiang, who doesn't have a backstage here, and the son of the district magistrate will dare to make a mistake!"
The rich boy didn't flinch at all.
Their quarrel seemed to light a fuse, and the entire Chunyue Tower was noisy.
"Childe."
Wen Xin said to Wen Yong in an inquiring tone.
"Don't you think it's funny that the daughter of a criminal officer can make a place like Chunyue Tower so open?"
Wen Yong's guilt towards Dugu Wanyan gradually faded away at this time, but instead gave birth to a trace of doubt, this land of fireworks values interests the most, how could the old bustard let Dugu Wanyan choose by himself? Even if Dugu Wanyan chooses herself, how can other rich and noble sons be convinced, this old bustard can offend so many people?
Do you want to hype up the bidder or have another purpose, Wen Yong looked down with great interest.
"Wanyan is very grateful to all the sons for their love, but if you want to drink with Wanyan today, you must be better than Wanyan in poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy, painting and sword!"
A cold voice came out of Wanyan's mouth.
The people below shouted, "How do you win?" ”
Dugu said with a smile: "The sons below are all talented and talented, and they have their own judgments on victory and defeat!" ”
Wen Yong laughed when he heard it, this Dugu Wanyan played a slippery head, and let the group of people below make a judgment, unless the poems are shocking and famous, and the piano music is not a hundred birds to come, otherwise the sons and brothers below will be judged to lose under their selfishness. But Dugu Wanyan's words squeezed this group of self-esteemed sons and buddies so much that they couldn't get off the stage, even if it was a pit, they had to jump with it.
Wen Yonggao sat on the second floor, quietly watching the boys below perform on stage like monkeys being played, and then was coaxed down by the people below.
In terms of martial arts, there are a few people who are fighting in this Spring Moon Tower all day long who can compete with the swordsmanship of the reborn army in the hands of Dugu Wanyan. Essay collection, although these sons and brothers who are mixed in the Qinglou are not smart, they also have occasional good sentences, and they have passed the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but they quickly lost under the help of the people below.
A female prostitute in Yuan Ping's arms giggled with laughter, looked at Wen Yong with a sly gaze and said: "The slave family Guan Gongzi has an extraordinary bearing, why don't you go on stage and give it a try?" ”
Wen Yong smiled: "It's good to watch the monkeys, but it's not fun to go up and be played by the monkeys." ”
The prostitute laughed wildly, "It's still Childe who can see it." In the past, the sisters in the building danced and sang songs for these sons and buddies to play with and bully, and Wanyan said that one day she would have to get it back for the sisters, I thought it was a joke, but I didn't want to really do it today. ”
Wen Xin on the side couldn't help but admire: "What an amazing strange woman." ”
Wen Yong got up and said, "It's almost time to go back." ”
Just when Wen Yong was about to leave with the two of them, Dugu Wanyan on the high platform suddenly spoke: "The hall is full of talents, can't you compare to me as a little woman?" ”
Dugu Wanyan's words can be regarded as full of hatred, and the crowd below is turbulent, but with the experience of the past, they also know that they will still be pulled back by the pig teammates below when they go up, which will only increase the laughing stock.
Wen Yong raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and took the step he had just taken outward.