Wang Huixian is a personal essence, so he naturally understood what she meant in an instant: "Ah Chou, are you the one who asked me to be careful not to offend the Chen family?" ”

Ugly nodded: "There is also the county lord of Qingyang, if you can avoid it, you can avoid it, and if you suffer a loss, you will go to Cui Sikong to cry, and I and other little people on the side can't do it." ”

When Wang Huixian heard this, he was silent for a while before he sighed faintly: "The capital, it's not easy to live in a big place!" She was frustrated in Jinling and wanted to come to Chang'an to break through, but she didn't know that she had just come to such a big dismount, which really made her eat a good training.

Lin Liyang on the other end frowned and looked at this piece of wolf and raised his hand: "Move the body back and move it to Dali Temple, Cheng Xiangye was assassinated, and this matter will be handed over to Dali Temple." ”

Wang Huixian walked over and shouted, "General Lin." ”

Lin Liyang stared back at her, covering the money bag around his waist: "What's the matter, I don't have the money to come to you to drink flower wine, don't be close to me." ”

This person...... Wang Huixian rolled his eyes, feeling a deep sense of powerlessness.

Sighing, Wang Huixian looked at Lin Liyang: "General, you misunderstood, I want to say that this incident happened here, and Xiaomin is also a victim." ”

Lin Liyang looked her up and down for a while, and snorted coldly: "What is it to tell me these, if you want to talk to Di Fangxing or our city protector General Chen Gong." ”

Wang Huixian pursed his lips and said secretly, it is better to tell Chen Gong that it is better to find two girls directly and stuff them on his bed. She has been looking at people for many years, and she can see that Lin Liyang is not a person with oil and salt in just a few words, and Wang Huixian has no intention of accosting him, so he goes back and leans on the staircase again, waiting for Lin Liyang to move the body away and clean up the Huixian Pavilion.

The Baisheng Building and Jiu Moju on the opposite side are particularly lively tonight, even if the people from the Huixian Pavilion have withdrawn, there are still people lying on the window looking here.

"Yo, the people from the Five Cities Terracotta Division have come to carry the corpse." Someone laughed, "I saw Lin Liyang." ”

Lin Liyang's face is not unfamiliar to the people of Chang'an City, and the official product is not big in Chang'an City, but everyone knows it.

"Is there anyone else who writes poetry in Jiumoju, what about Mr. Shi Huang?" There are a lot of people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement shouting there.

"Mr. Shi Huang is drunk, but tonight is fun, hahaha!" The crowd burst into laughter.

"Su Yuniang has a good waist drum, I didn't expect her body to be so hot." Someone began to comment on the prostitutes who had just rushed out, "Li Pipa is a little shriveled." ”

"What's the name of the biggest hip?"

"It's Miss Xiangxiang, Su Rili is standing at the door, she doesn't look very good, I didn't expect her figure to be good."

Whistles rang out.

……

"Chromophobia, too." Sitting at a table in the corner of Baisheng Building, in addition to Mr. Chen Shuo, there were several people sitting in different ages, but they all wore Confucian hats and looked like Confucian students.

It was a man in his thirties who spoke, shaking his head and sighing, "I am full of warmth and lust, why did you make such a fuss?" ”

"It's just immoral." An old man in his sixties had a solemn face, trembling with anger, "Tomorrow, I will definitely participate in this fairy pavilion, Qinglou is a despicable skin and meat business, and it is still like this, shameless, shameless!" ”

"Isn't it, running on the street at night!" A man in his forties on the side rolled his eyes, looked like a lively person, and pouted and sneered, "The official prostitute, when the Chao Zuo Prime Minister was assassinated in the Qinglou, the old men of the Cui Wang Xie family also appeared in the Qinglou, it was really lively." He changed the subject, "Didn't you say that Shi Zhongtang would take over this time?" ”

"He's a fart!" The man who opened his mouth was dressed like a Confucian student, the youngest one at this table, he looked no more than twenty years old, he was a little handsome, but his speech was vulgar, and he thought he had a great temper, regardless of the other people at the table who frowned because of his vulgar words, and sneered, "There is a fart in the Immortal Pavilion at the meeting, and the three old men of Shen Cui Wang Xie are important, whether you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid, you can't tell the priority." Oh, Shi Zhongtang and other people who sell their reputation will naturally not accept it, so it is better for me to find someone to pick it up. ”

As soon as these words came out, the table was silent, and no one spoke.

The man sneered: "What's the matter, they are all greedy for life and afraid of death?" ”

As he spoke, he slapped the table and stood up, maybe the literati didn't have much energy, maybe the table in the Yum Building was quite strong, or maybe the diners in the Yum Building were still vying to talk about the scene they had just seen, but this slap didn't cause much of a sensation, except for the occasional person at the table next to him who looked here and quickly turned around and laughed.

"The arrogance of the literati, the arrogance of you!" The man patted the table with a very sad look, "I want Your Majesty to seal the Wenyuan Pavilion back then, all of them have learned from each other, and they are famous, and my grandfather is proud of his life." Now that my grandfather has passed away, although I, Liu Minzhi, am not a Confucian, and I don't have such talents as you, but I have the arrogance of a literati, the official is a prostitute, and the prime minister is stabbed happily on the bed of a prostitute, and no one dares to report such things! Afraid of whom? Afraid of Cheng Lisheng? I'm still afraid of the Southwest Hou! ”

The faces of several people on the table were pale, and the young man's angry words were too unobtrusive.

The young man poured himself a glass of wine, poured it down, and continued: "Mr. Chen Shuo, you have always been dissatisfied with the ranking of the ten Confucians of Wenyuan Pavilion, and the reputation of Xu Changshan as the head of the ten Confucians of Wenyuan Pavilion. So what about you, what have you done, you are even afraid of such things, where is Mr. Chen Shuo, who keeps claiming to be righteous and not afraid of power, gone? ”

Chen Shuo had a white face, looked at the gazes of everyone, trembled his lips, and sighed: "What you said is reasonable, I know, tomorrow, I will play." ”

The young man's eyes lit up, and he poured himself a glass of wine and raised his hand: "Mr. Chen Shuo, I respect you, if you are worried about what is behind you, and rest assured, Mr. Chen Shuo is high-spirited, your family, even if others here do not take care of it, with me Liu Minzhi, I assure you, if I have a bite to eat, there will definitely be a bite of your family to drink." ”

What kind of nonsense is this, the people present frowned, what does it mean that if you have a bite to eat, there is a mouthful of Chen Shuo's family to drink; In front of so many people, what does it mean that others here don't take care of it, just a mouthful of food, who would be stingy with that mouthful of food?

It was because everyone expressed their opinions: "Min Zhi's words are wrong, how can we have such a friendship with Mr. and Mr. Birch's family in vain?" ”

Chen Shuo silently drank the wine and got up: "Then Chen will leave first, go back and prepare one or two, and play a copy of the Cheng Xiang tomorrow." ”

"Mr. Gaoyi." The jagged voices of several people rang out, their eyes full of worry.

The banquet dispersed, everyone got up, and Liu Minzhi, who was drinking alone, stayed until the end, settled the account and left Baishenglou, but did not go home immediately, and walked to the side of the wine and ink house.

As soon as I stepped in, I couldn't help but sigh: "Good wine!" ”

There are countless poems on the wall of Jiumoju, and there are people holding pens and standing in front of the wall to write, Liu Minzhi looked at it for a moment, then lifted the cloth and walked to the innermost table. There were two people sitting at this table, one of whom was drunk and half-asleep on the table.

There is also a person who is very sober, soaking sweet dates in wine, and looking at everyone with side dishes.

These two are not outsiders, they are Pei Zongzhi and Mr. Huang Shi.

Liu Minzhi walked over with a smile: "Cousin, long time no see!" ”