"Oh, I want to hear about it."

Cui Tingshi, who was drinking tea on the side to moisten his throat, heard that his eyes lit up, and he immediately put down the teacup and looked at Liu Yuan with a surprised expression.

His own glory and wealth are tied to this official position, if he can avoid a catastrophe, it is the best, Cui Tingshi has not thought of a way, the best way is to buy the Qinglou woman, and then transfer it to the eldest grandson Shengwen, if you operate it properly, not only will it not be

Damaging her reputation, barely it can be regarded as a good story, but Du Sanniang's luck is too good, she met an old bustard who was very good to her, treated her like her own daughter, and others were reluctant to let her pick up customers no matter how much money they spent, and Du Sanniang was seriously ill and waited around like her own daughter, and before the bustard died, she returned the deed of sale to Xiao Niang.

It can be said that no one can sell her unless she wants to sell it herself.

Now that he heard that Liu Yuan had a good idea, Cui Tingshi seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, although he still looked calm on the surface, but his heart was already very excited and surging~~

Liu Yuan deliberately sold a pass, and said with a smile: "My lord, the biggest backer of that eldest grandson Shengwen is the eldest grandson of Zhao Guogong, the eldest grandson, right?" ”

"That's right, it is said that this son is quite popular with the eldest grandson."

"My lord, I want to ask one thing, do you know that eldest grandson Shengwen?"

Cui Tingshi shook his head and said: "He is the son of a wealthy family, where does he have an intersection with a small corner like us, I have just seen him a few times from afar." ”

Liu Yuanha smiled: "That's easy to do." ”

"Easy to do?"

"Yes" Liu Yuan said solemnly: "Lord Assassin Shi, someone pretends to be the nephew of the Duke of Guo, and deceives and oppresses the good people in the name of Lord Guogong, please ask Lord Assassin Shi to send someone to arrest him." ”

"But ~~~"

Liu Yuan interrupted him and said: "I am up and down the Tang Dynasty, who doesn't know the virtuous ability of the eldest grandson, he is a good helper of the emperor, a model for the subjects, and the pillar of the country. ”

After listening to this, Cui Tingshi was stunned at first, but he immediately understood Liu Yuan's "sinister intentions", and it was clear that he was making the people behind his back eat Huanglian dumbly, and he couldn't say anything about his suffering.

This trick is really wonderful, and when it comes to Changsun Wuji, he is angry, but for the sake of face, he can only let this matter go away, he can't say that this sinful person is his own nephew.

Cui Tingshi hesitated slightly, gritted his teeth after the most reluctance, and shouted ruthlessly: "Come on, pass Zhao Zhutou to me!" ”

Originally, I was worried that I would offend a lot of people in the future, but when I thought of it now, my eyebrows were burning, and my official position was not guaranteed, so I could only see walking, and then I lowered my posture a little, and then I would be filial to a little property or something, maybe I would be able to escape this catastrophe, and as soon as I gritted my teeth, I decided to do what Liu Yuan said.

When the time comes, use some means to make the white black one, as long as it is beautiful, no one will have anything to say.

Hearing that Cui Tingshi directly called for the head arrest, Liu Yuan was relieved: he had finally achieved his goal.

At the same time, outside a post station in Yangzhou, passers-by and business travelers were far away, very simply, several people dressed in post stations were tied to the bolted horse piles outside the post station, constantly struggling, begging for mercy, there were two healthy servants with horse whips kept beating them,

While pumping, scolding and swearing:

"Looking for death, my young master's orders, you dare not listen."

"What's wrong with listening to a song? I dare to stop it, and I don't weigh how many pounds and taels I have, I really don't know how to write a dead word. ”

A man dressed as a post chief begged for mercy: "Two masters, that's Zheng Wei's music, the emperor has a decree, you can't play in the post station, violators will be severely punished, and the small ~~ small ones can't afford to eat sins." ”

"Ah, now it's still hard-mouthed, I'll make you hard~~" An evil servant who opened his clothes and exposed his thick chest hair couldn't help but say, a whip came over, and with a "snap" sound, with a scream from the post chief, there was another whip mark on his original scarred body.

"Pain~~ This lord, don't~~ Don't fight~~"

"Bang~~Bang~~"

The outside lesson is lively, and inside the post station, the drums and sheng, the piano and flute sound each other, its sound is beautiful, its music is light, and its meaning is decadent, which makes people feel a kind of paper fan gold drunk in their lives, and it is playing the music of Zheng Wei, which is known as the sound of the dead country.

Although there are usually people who secretly play Zheng Wei's music, but they all go to a remote manor to enjoy it secretly, as long as they don't want outsiders to know, rich and powerful people, who don't keep a few musicians and dancers, let them learn it, but some people do

Playing Zheng Wei's music openly next to the official road and in the post station is really bold.

This bold person is the nephew of the eldest grandson of Zhao Guogong: the eldest grandson Shengwen.

After returning from the victory of Slender West Lake, he felt that someone was in and out of the house to disturb his interest, first expelled all the people who lived here, and then let the forcibly pulled Qinglou woman play her favorite Zheng Weizhi music, just started, the post chief led people to bow and bow, saying that Zheng Wei's music was not allowed to be played in the post station, and the eldest grandson Shengwen was angry, so he let his subordinates all tie up the guys who were in the way, and it was quiet.

Coming back from the Slender West Lake, in addition to bringing a vote of musicians, he also brought back a few popular top cards, Qing Qi people, the most amazing, and a gorgeous Su Huai Du Sanniang, in the hall of the post station, several Changsun Shengwen's dog meat friends, henchmen have been holding a few top beauties, while drinking and having fun, while playing with the beauties in their arms, some are holding the beauty in their arms, some are kissing, some people are reaching into the clothes of the prostitutes and touching them up and down, and some hold down the uncooperative Qing Qi people to take advantage of them, and some are anxious, and they have rolled into a ball in the corner…… A huge post station, with constant laughter and boundless spring, has become a brothel for fun.

In the center of the hall, a woman of incredible beauty sat on a small beaded bed, guarded by two sturdy maids, covering her mouth with one hand, and staring nervously at the front with a look of horror and anticipation in her eyes.

This woman is Du Sanniang, who was forcibly taken captive by the eldest grandson Wuji.

According to the character of the eldest grandson Shengwen, seeing such a beautiful woman "picked up the gun and got on the horse" early in the morning, but, he was unusual, holding a long arrow in his hand, looking forward with both eyes, aiming slightly, throwing it lightly with his hand, "whoosh", throwing the long arrow in his hand, the long arrow crossed a beautiful arc in the air, and with a "bell" sound, it was inserted into a wine jug about ten steps away.

What is played is the favorite game of the upper class of the scholars now: pitching pots.

During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, one of the etiquettes of the princes when they entertained guests was to invite guests to shoot arrows. At that time, it was considered a shame for an adult man not to be able to shoot an arrow, and the host asked the guest to shoot an arrow, and the guest could not refuse. Later, some guests really couldn't shoot arrows, so they used arrows to throw wine jugs instead. Over time, pot throwing replaced archery as a game at feasts.

When throwing a pot, it is to put a pot at a certain distance, ten steps, twenty steps, etc., there is no criterion, everyone can discuss it, and throw the long arrow in their hands into it, the rules are also very simple, there is a first shot for the win, there is also a certain number of them, and the number of shots is the win.

"Hahaha, Brother Qin, you are two out of ten, and I am seven out of ten, fifty and two, this time you lose me two hundred and fifty taels of silver." It is the scourge that everyone is afraid of, the eldest grandson Shengwen.

When he came back, he didn't enjoy the beauty for the first time, and someone introduced a person named Qin to play with him in a pitching pot, the color head was quite large, and an arrow was as high as fifty taels of silver, which made him very excited; Second, when he was in Slender West Lake, he had a spring breeze with an Oiran named Jin Ling, and his vitality had not yet recovered, and in the face of a stunning beauty like Du Sanniang, he wanted to play with it when he was in the best state, which would be more enjoyable.

So, he played the game of pitching the pot with the "wronged big head" in front of him, and it was good to make a good profit.

The eldest grandson Shengwen is a bit interesting, he gets dizzy when he reads the four books, and he is dazzled when he holds the Five Classics, but eating, drinking, prostitution, gambling, cockfighting, batting, throwing pots and other things, all of them are fine, no, he has played with Qin Lang for less than half an hour, and the more than 2,000 taels of silver in Qin Lang's pocket have already followed his "surname".

The mood is not generally good.

Qin Lang wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead, and said with a flattering smile: "Amazing, amazing, the eldest grandson brother is really a middle master, if you don't accept it, you can't do it, okay, two hundred and fifty taels of silver, I am willing to bet and lose." ”

But when Qin Lang touched his money bag, his face sank: It's empty~~~