The hall was very quiet, no one was talking, everyone looked at the comer, and then they all looked at each other. No one thought that this person would talk like this, obviously many people guessed that this person and Ni Yuanlu had an enmity. Since it's a personal grudge, it's hard for others to say anything.

Looking at the person who came, the Emperor of the Apocalypse smiled playfully, this person was the person he had seen that day, it was Sun Zhiji. For this person, the Emperor of the Apocalypse didn't have any hope, and always felt that he should do this.

Ni Yuanlu looked at Sun Zhiqi, his body was trembling constantly, obviously the atmosphere was abnormal. Ni Yuanlu was very ashamed of Sun Zhiqi's behavior, but he didn't take the previous things to heart. However, Sun Zhiqi is a person who must be revenged, and he looks down on Ni Yuanlu in his bones, and he is very happy to be able to suppress Ni Yuanlu.

Wen Zhenmeng on the side frowned slightly, everyone is reading sage books, I don't know how it became like this? In his heart, he has always been the words of his ancestors, what is the so-called thing about reading the books of sages? If a person like Sun Zhiqi goes to the court, I am afraid it will be the sorrow of the Ming Dynasty!

"Girl, Xiaosheng's family is poor, his father died early, and only his old mother raised him. It is not easy for my mother to observe the festival, and if the girl marries me, I am afraid that she will not be able to live a life of fine clothes and food. Ni Yuanlu glanced at Sun Zhiqi, didn't say anything, turned her eyes to the woman behind the curtain, and said in a low voice.

Shaking her head gently, the woman smiled indifferently, and said in a brisk tone: "Childe is twenty and three this year, and he is already famous. It is the young man's ambition, and at that time, the little woman is from a slightly cold background, I'm afraid that Mr. will dislike it! ”

"As the so-called poor and lowly friends cannot be forgotten, the wives of the chaff do not go to court. I, Ni Yuanlu, read the books of sages. The gentleman of the Ming Dynasty should follow suit for what the gentlemen of the ancients did. Rest assured, the girl can't do that kind of unkind and unjust thing! My Ni Yuanlu's book didn't reach the dog's stomach! Ni Yuanlu said and glanced back at Sun Zhiqi, his eyes full of contempt.

Hearing Ni Yuanlu's words, and seeing that he meant something, the people in the hall suddenly laughed. Everyone looked at Sun Zhiqi with a smile.

"You!" Stretching out his hand and pointing at Ni Yuanlu, Sun Zhiqi sneered and said: "There are many things in the world that you can't do if you think about it, Ni Yuanlu, do you know how much silver it costs to redeem the girl in Wangjiang Tower?" Last time, the woman spent two thousand taels of silver. Since this girl is playing the piano here, no matter her appearance or talent, I am afraid that she is the top three choices in this Wangjiang Tower. Even if you are the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, you only have a divided portion! ”

Sun Zhiqi's words could not be said to be unreadable, and the hall was quiet again, although Sun Zhiqi's words were unpleasant, but no one refuted them. After all, it's true. No one would doubt the woman's ransom money, just as no one would doubt the woman's countenance.

"Two sons, Wangjiang Tower is not a place to quarrel, if you want to quarrel, please go outside!" Just when the atmosphere was deadlocked, a middle-aged woman walked over slowly.

Arching his hand at the woman, Ni Yuanlu said: "Steward Liu, I want to redeem this girl, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

The woman smiled indifferently. He said in a soft tone: "All the girls in Wangjianglou can redeem themselves, there is nothing that they can't." As she spoke, the woman looked at the girl. asked with a smile: "Ling'er, this son is willing to redeem himself for you, are you willing?" ”

The girl inside seemed a little embarrassed, and after twisting for a while, she handed out a note from inside, and the woman said with a smile after reading it: "Since it is a happy relationship, then naturally there is nothing to say." This son. I wonder if you have brought the money for redemption? ”

Looking left and right with some embarrassment, Ni Yuanlu's face suddenly turned red, arched his hand at the woman, and said helplessly: "Steward Liu, I don't know how much silver is needed?" ”

"No more, no less. Five thousand taels of silver! The woman smiled at Ni Yuanlu and said softly.

Hearing the woman's offer, an exclamation suddenly sounded in the hall, and the offer of five thousand taels of silver was really not low. Many of the people present are quite wealthy, but not everyone can take out 5,000 taels.

Looking at Ni Yuanlu's mourning goddess, everyone was a little sympathetic, of course, there were exceptions, this is Sun Zhiqi.

"Haha! I've said you a long time ago, don't think about it! Wangjianglou is not the place you should come to, the girl here is worthy of someone like me. Sun Zhiqi on the side laughed loudly, with a smug smile on his face.

"Reading is reasonable, why do some people read more and more confused, good sage books, have to read badly, I really don't know if such people have long brains!" Just when the Emperor of the Apocalypse wanted to say something, a person's voice suddenly sounded in the hall, which seemed particularly abrupt.

Everyone's eyes looked to the place where the sound was coming from, just in time to see a man coming down from the third floor. The man was young, dressed in white, and looked clean even though he was a little old. Most of the people here are carrying folding fans, but this one is different, with a big hand holding a knife and a short knife.

The blade is very short, and you can't see much when you insert it in the scabbard, and the length is not much longer than a dagger. Few of the people present could see it, but the Weather Emperor knew that this Tang Dao that he had ordered someone to build was almost the same. However, it doesn't look like a Tang knife, but it's somewhat similar to a Japanese knife, but it's not a Japanese knife.

Everyone was attracted to this person, but the Emperor of the Apocalypse was attracted by the knife in this person's hand. There are many literati who wear swords, after all, swords have always been a struggle between gentlemen, and it is rare to have a knife in their hands like this.

Seeing that the person who came was also dressed in cloth, Sun Zhiqi was disdainful, snorted coldly, and said mockingly: "Where did the madman come from?" In this big talk, also weigh your own weight? ”

The man ignored Sun Zhiqi, but slowly came to the side of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, hugged his fists at a few people, and said in a deep voice: "Yixing Lu Xiangsheng, I have seen you!" ”

Before this person could walk to the side of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Chen Si, who was standing behind the Emperor of the Apocalypse, walked up and stood in front of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

"Childe, this person is dangerous!" Chen Si stared at the person who came over tightly, and said in a low voice. As a martial artist, Chen Si has his own vision of seeing people, and this person walks unusually calmly. The shoulders are wide and the back is thick, the lower plate is very stable, and the hands are calloused.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse was slightly stunned, he naturally believed Chen Si's words, and he didn't expect to meet a martial artist here. In the Ming Dynasty, the status of warriors was very low, how could there be warriors here?

When he heard that the other party revealed his home, the Emperor of the Apocalypse's heart twitched, and his body trembled with excitement, many people didn't see the appearance of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, but Zhu Wanjun, who was standing on the side, saw it. In his eyes, the imperial brother did not change his face, why was he so excited this time, and he couldn't help but look at that person curiously.

"In Xia Ni Yuanlu, I've seen Brother Lu!" Facing Lu Xiangsheng with a fist, Ni Yuanlu said in a deep voice. Although I haven't heard of Lu Xiangsheng's name, I naturally have to be polite to those who take the initiative to show goodwill.

"This is Wen Zhenmeng, he is the descendant of Wen Tianxiang, and his great-ancestor is Wen Zhengming at the top of the Ming Dynasty!" Stretching out his hand and pointing at Wen Zhenmeng, Ni Yuanlu introduced.

When Lu Xiangsheng heard Wen Zhenmeng's name, he hurriedly bowed his hand and said with a smile: "I have heard of the name for a long time, and it is really a blessing to see it today!" ”

Wen Zhenmeng is very famous among Shilin, one because of his life experience, and the other because of his records. Of course, if there is no such background, this record is nothing, after all, there are more people than him.

Seeing that Lu Xiangsheng didn't look like he was making fun of himself, Wen Zhenmeng hugged his fist at him and said a few kind words.

When Ni Yuanlu was about to introduce the Emperor of the Apocalypse, the Emperor of the Apocalypse had already clasped his fists and said: "Little brother Baiyu, who has admired the name for a long time, is like thunder, and it is really a blessing to see him today!" ”

For Lu Xiangsheng's name, the Emperor of the Apocalypse has naturally heard it a long time ago, and he has really admired the name for a long time, like thunder! However, at this time, Lu Xiangsheng was not yet famous, and it was inexplicable for the Emperor of the Apocalypse to say this.

With a fist hug at the Emperor of the Apocalypse, Lu Xiangsheng hurriedly said: "Don't dare, don't dare!" ”

"What do you have to say home! This is not the place for you to catch up! Sun Zhiqi looked at a few people, and suddenly became angry, smiled disdainfully, and said impatiently.

Several people glanced at each other and shook their heads helplessly, obviously disappointed in Sun Zhiqi.

Glancing at the woman who was called Steward Liu, Lu Xiangsheng said in a deep voice: "I will send five thousand taels of silver, and I will send someone to send it in the afternoon!" ”

Steward Liu was slightly stunned, he didn't expect there to be such a person.

"No, how can this be done?" Ni Yuanlu on the side was suddenly taken aback, and hurriedly shook his head and said.

"Friends have the friendship of money, it's nothing. Brother Ni, this is a beautiful thing, how can it be delayed because of some money! Even if it is lent to Brother Ni, he will return it to the younger brother when Brother Ni is developed! Lu Xiangsheng waved his hand indifferently and said with a smile.

The people around looked Lu Xiangsheng up and down, this person in cloth clothes is not simple! Is it a merchant's son? The scholars of the Ming Dynasty mostly wore silk, and only those who were poor at home did not wear it, like Ni Yuanlu. Lu Xiangsheng's hand is five thousand taels, which naturally does not belong to this category. Then there are the merchants, who, although they have a lot of money, are not allowed to wear silk and satin. But no one will ask such a question, and few people are talking about it now.

If it is really in accordance with the decree of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, ninety percent of the officials in the officialdom will be stripped of their skin and filled with grass. (To be continued......