The little prince Zuo Ciyun was furious, and his second flower basket was trampled on again.

What made him even angrier was that these bastards actually sent a wreath!

Although he is young, he has grown up in the court since he was a child, and he is used to seeing open and secret battles, intrigues, and such indiscriminate means as sending wreaths, but it is the first time he has seen it.

The shopkeeper He Youguang and a few fellows were trembling with anger, and they strode forward to snatch the two wreaths.

"There is light, step down!" Ye Changsheng said coldly.

"Childe!" He Youguang had tears in everyone's eyes and a look of grief and indignation, but he still obediently stood behind Ye Changsheng.

Long Shaoyou smiled proudly, bowed to Yan Ruyi and said, "Long family Shaoyou, I have seen all the elders, I have seen Aunt Yan. ”

Yan Ruyi and the magnates who came first looked surprised, and they didn't know what to say.

On people's big day, you sent two wreaths?

Yan Ruyi glanced at it and found that among the people who followed Long Shaoyou, there were several characters with heads and faces, so he hummed lightly.

Yan Ruyi disdains such an indiscriminate means of sending wreaths, but since she didn't send it, she can disgust and disgust Ye Changsheng, why do you care so much?

The wall fell down and everyone pushed it, and she wished that all the powerful people in the city would appear, and they would knock down the Wenjian Pavilion together.

Long Shaoyou couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw Yan Ruyi nodding to himself.

He looked at Ye Changsheng, who had a gloomy face, and said leisurely: "Ye Changsheng, when you were in Liuhe City, you bullied people and humiliated me in every way, and you didn't take the powerful people in our provincial city in your eyes, are we really so easy to bully!"

A few months ago, Long Shaoyou was ordered by his family to go to Liuhe City to set up a shop, but in fact, it was to guard Wu Tianen.

Unexpectedly, he fell in love with the two-story small building of the Sword Pavilion, and he couldn't take it by force, but there was a conflict.

The Ye family's offering abolished the legs of his two subordinates, and he himself was stabbed in the thigh by Ye Changsheng's crossbow arrow, and he also lost more than two thousand taels of silver.

What's worse is that he offended Mo Choubo and offended the county guard, so he had to return to the provincial capital in disgrace, so he was beaten into the cold palace by his family.

With his little connections, even if it was the strength of the Long family, he didn't dare to challenge the Ye family at all, so Long Shaoyou could only endure it.

Now, he finally seized the opportunity.

What could be more exciting than watching Ye Changsheng being beaten by the group and asking the Sword Pavilion to fall to the ground with a bang?

Long Shaoyou's eyes flashed with a crazy light, and his heart was full of happiness.

Suddenly, when he saw Ye Changsheng standing up, his heart trembled inexplicably, and he subconsciously touched his thigh.

Ye Changsheng stood up from his wheelchair, held his sword in one hand, and walked forward.

His pace was very calm, and it was not fast, and the strange thing was that in the blink of an eye, he had come to Long Shaoyou's side.

Behind Long Shaoyou, the worship eyes of the Long family narrowed, and instantly slid forward, blocking in front of Long Shaoyou.

"Get out!"

Ye Changsheng shouted angrily.

The sonic attack, along with the soul attack, was instantly released, like an invisible fan, whistling through.

The Long family's worship brain roared, and the whole person fell into a trance.

In his sluggish sight, Ye Changsheng grabbed Long Shaoyou's collar, his body floated backwards, and he had already returned to the wheelchair.

Ye Changsheng's attack was so swift and sudden that everyone didn't react.

They came back to their senses and looked at Ye Changsheng in shock, both surprised by Ye Changsheng's strength and Ye Changsheng's sudden attack.

Long Shaoyou shrimp is general, lying on his side in front of a wheelchair.

Ye Changsheng raised his foot and lightly stepped on Long Shaoyou's cheek.

With the force on the soles of his feet, Long Shaoyou's face was suddenly deformed, and a mouthful of blood with a few teeth spurted out of his open mouth.

The humiliation that he had never felt before gnawed at Long Shaoyou's heart, he turned his face desperately, his bloodshot eyes glared at Ye Changsheng, and a vague curse sounded from his mouth.

The magnates of the Long family were furious, and said sharply: "Ye Changsheng, what are you going to do, and you still don't let Young Master Long go?!"

Ye Changsheng turned a deaf ear, looked at Long Shaoyou at his feet, and smiled mockingly: "It's just such a thing, and it's embarrassing to claim to be a powerful person in the provincial capital?"

He said coldly: "Sledgehammer, remember to remind me that from tomorrow, in the Dragon Mansion, at the door of the Long family's shop, I will be filled with wreaths, sprinkled with paper money, and I will do the Dharma for seven days in a row." ”

Sledgehammer said in a deep voice: "Young master, I wrote it down, and there will be no less in a day!"

The magnates in the audience couldn't help but change color, if the seven days of Dharma were done, the Long family would not have the face to stay in the provincial capital anymore.

Even if they hid their faces in the crotch of their pants and insisted on staying in the provincial capital, Ye Changsheng would definitely not leave a way for the Long family to live.

Long Shaoyou, who was trampled underfoot, his face also changed, and his eyes showed a look of horror.

He twisted his neck desperately, looked at Yan Ruyi for help, and shouted, "Aunt Yan, you can't let Ye Changsheng be so arrogant!"

Yan Ruyi's face was pale, she should have thought that Ye Changsheng would be mad a long time ago.

Ye Changsheng even dared to burn her carriage, how could he tolerate a third-rate merchant child stepping on his head?

This matter was outside the plan and had nothing to do with her, but now, she had to come forward.

Yan Ruyi's face was gloomy, and he took a step forward proudly: "Ye Gongzi, today is the day when the Sword Pavilion opens, you are making a big move here, I'm afraid it's not good!"

Ye Changsheng sneered, sat back in the wheelchair, still stepping on Long Shaoyou under his feet, and said indifferently: "Yan Da Master still knows that today is the day I asked the opening of the Sword Pavilion, and they all sent wreaths, what kind of bloody disaster do I still care?"

Zuo Ciyun said faintly: "They also trampled on my flower basket, the second one!"

Ye Changsheng smiled indifferently and said loudly: "The seventh grandson of the former Scholar Sage, Zen Master Zhiyong, calligraphy is unparalleled in the world, and the person who came to ask for words has broken the threshold of his house, and as a last resort, the Zen master had to wrap an iron sheet on the threshold. ”

After that, he looked at Zuo Ciyun and laughed at himself: "Little boy, the right is for me to ask the Sword Pavilion if the market is prosperous, and even the threshold is not spared, let alone a flower basket?"

Zuo Ciyun saw that Ye Changsheng said something interesting, and laughed: "Your heart is so big, you dare to compare it to Zen Master Zhiyong, do you want to get a pen mound?"

Zen Master Zhiyong not only wrapped the threshold with an iron sheet, but also buried the brush head of a dozen large vasks that he used badly, which was called the Retreat Pen Mound.

The iron threshold, the allusion of the retreat of the pen mound, together with the "Yongzi Eight Laws" of Zen Master Zhiyong, have been handed down from this.

Ye Changsheng said with a smile: "I don't dare to compare myself to a superior person below, I am a layman below, I open the door just to do business, I wish everyone would come to buy my sword." ”

As if there was no one beside the two, Yun chatted lightly, but Long Shaoyou, who was still trampled underfoot, was mad.

It's just that Long Shaoyou didn't dare to move, every time he struggled, Ye Changsheng's feet stepped harder, making him even more unbearable.

He could only endure it with tears in his eyes, and looked at Aunt Yan with pleading eyes.

(End of chapter)