There was no moon on the night of the thirtieth. It was again full of dark clouds and the stars were indifferent.

In the world, they don't care about the joy and anger of heaven, they seek their own happiness, the lights are bright, and the smiles are happy.

Wanfanglou on Qinghe Street is such a ** cave that can have fun regardless of rain, rain or snow, "colorful sleeves hold the jade bell diligently", "singing the peach blossom fan at the bottom of the wind".

The special feature of this Wanfanglou is that from time to time there will be some fresh, hot-blooded, and passionate ,---- coughs, don't think about the ----crooked Wuling teenagers are jealous, and the rich businessmen and high-rollers fight.

Most of the people who do business pay attention to "harmony and wealth", but this Wanfanglou's bustard mother Qian mother has another business experience.

Because of the backer, no one can move the foundation of Wanfanglou, nor can they rely on the account of Wanfanglou, then, if this smashes something, naturally someone will pay for it; If someone is broken, naturally someone will pay for the food. After a fight, not to mention that the furniture and utensils were replaced with new ones, there were also some "compensations" that were indispensable, not only did they lose money, but they also made money.

However, this is not the most profitable. Every time there is a fight, the lead to the fight can become popular.

At present, the people who appear in Wanfanglou are all interested in introducing what kind of tunes and tricks this girl will have, and they all pay attention to saying "This is the XX girl who provoked Mr. X and Master X to break their heads and scramble", how decent and magnificent! There are really a lot of guests who have a good mouthful, and I like to see what the girl who breaks his head and wants to rob the man on the side is like.

So, if you want to gain a firm foothold in Wanfanglou, you have to learn the tune. Flower work has to be learned, flattering tricks have to be learned, this provoking men to fight for their own own ability naturally has to be learned perfectly---- if there is no man to fight for you, you can't even raise your head in the sisters!

So this night, when Mother Qian saw the two little yamen and a master dressed as a nouveau riche with a foreign accent pointing their noses and scolding each other, instead of going over to persuade them, she nodded and called a few girls who were always good at provoking people to fan the flames twice, and sat upstairs in the darkroom with the best view. Asked the turtle to bring refreshments, while eating and drinking and watching the excitement. Just wait until it's almost over. Go down and press a few words to make money.

It's a pity that neither side of this fight is on the right side today. Dead or alive refused to fight in the house.

The rich man of the land was poured a glass of wine, and the fire hit upward, and he shouted that there was no narrow competition in the house, and that he wanted to go out to "theory". The two little yamen who also dared to walk sideways in most of the capital, just came out to have fun, and they also brought a few people with them, plus looking at his stupid appearance, where would they be afraid of him? It was answered immediately, and the two compartments were pulled and torn. I went out and went to the back alley where people were backed.

Although some people in the building want to see this liveliness, but thinking of the people in these two little yamen, I am afraid that the old man will be unlucky, so it is better not to go forward. so as not to harm the fish in the pond. It's safer to eat and drink with a beautiful woman in the building. Thinking about it like this, there was no one to go out to watch the battle.

Mother Qian was so angry upstairs that she jumped to her feet. Another windfall flew away, so she called the girl who followed the waiting ground and the girl who was sent to help, and scolded her fiercely, if it weren't for the second watch now, she would have to let these daughters continue to do business, she wanted to beat them to relieve her anger.

After a few cruel words, they were sent down, and the turtle came up again, and the first sentence made Qian's mother tilt her neck, and he said: "Sister Hua, when the member entered the door just now, he gave three taels of silver tea and fruit money, because he didn't have a girl...... And the fight began...... Then, Lu Yanei and Li Ya's inland silver was not settled......"

Mother Qian put a plate of dim sum on Gui Gong and scolded: "Wang 8 lambs, what is the old lady raising you for?!" Have your brain been eaten by a dog? Why don't you stop and ask for the silver and then let people go?! ”

How heavy can the dim sum dish be, it doesn't hurt, but it's a pity that this satin dress is called dim sum rubbing the ground and is slag and oil, the turtle man shrank his neck, looked down at the big placket but felt distressed, and only said: "Sister Hua, this is not bad for me, there are no guests like this for the time being---- they all go out after the fight." At this time, I am angry, and if I want silver, I won't come....... ----Besides, the two little yamen also keep accounts first, you just add a sum of money, where does he dare to rely on your ......"

Mother Qian took a sip and scolded: "Useless things! Don't you know that little Jiujiu is an old lady? Afraid of going up and getting beaten?! Bah, how long has the old lady let you be beaten for nothing?! It's good that he beats you, the old lady can't squeeze out his silver if she doesn't believe it! It's a loss that the two small yamen are bookkeepers first, otherwise the old lady will peel your skin!! Is there anything down there? ”

Gui Gong quietly rubbed down the spit Xingzi that sprayed on his face, and said with a smile on his face: "Yes, yes, I kicked down two chairs and dropped a begonia red glazed plum pot." ”

Mother Qian rolled her eyes and said, "That's it?" It's time to beat up all the stupid things you just called to help! The more I live, the more I go back, how can I not take advantage of the chaos to throw some more!! ”

She was angry for a while, and then said: "Lu Yannei is clear, I'm afraid I can't add anything; Fortunately, Li Yanei is vague. ----You see for a while that the hour is almost up, so take a sweat towel and go to the back alley to look for it, if the two little yamen are having fun, give them the sweat towels, and say that the girl is waiting, please come back to the old lady. If he is still angry, ask him which restaurant he lives in, and have someone send him back, and don't forget to ask his family for an account. ”

Gui Gong hurriedly smiled and said, "Yes, yes, or Sister Hua is wise." ”

Mother Qian gave him a blank look, sat down and thought about how to write the account.

Mother Qian has read countless people, and things have always been accurate, but unfortunately there are times when there are mistakes in estimation, and the scene in the back alley of Wanfanglou at this time is far from what she thought.

There is a small alley behind Wanfang Building, because it is not the main road, there are no street lights, and there are no houses on the left and right, they are all shops in the backyard, and when it closes at night, there are no lights. Such a night is dark and black, and when you stand on the opposite side, you can only see a rough figure, don't say that the facial features can't be seen clearly, and the five fingers are afraid that they can't be seen so clearly.

Now, deep in the alley. There were seven or eight lanterns with red ink on the ground, all of which had been pinched by fire, and the absence of fire itself was so red and dim, which fell on the ground and was stained with mud, and looked more and more pickled. One of them was also trampled and flattened, and a mud footprint was impressively printed on the square script "Lu".

Further on, there were several long followers lying horizontally and vertically, all of whom were knocked unconscious. There was no sound.

And Qian's mother imagined that they were the two officials who were beating people with all their might, and they were being beaten up at this time. Rolling on the ground.

These two small yamen came out of Wanfang Building. And he saw that the rich man of the land had brought with him only three or two men, though he was tall and strong. But looking at the foolish head, it doesn't look like the material for fighting, so instead of being vigilant, people go to the alley, they are also secretly proud, thinking about beating him with broken bones and tendons, giving him a long memory, knowing that he knows how powerful the master is.

Who knew that when they almost arrived at the place where they carried the people, they ordered people to beat them and lie down without time to do anything. The two of them didn't come to their senses. He was already kicked to the ground, punched and kicked.

The two of them didn't even know how many people there were on each other, and they didn't have room to fight back, so they were a little panicked. However, listening to the scolding, there was a Beijing accent. Then they plucked up their courage again, and wanted to use their respective fathers' names to intimidate each other. Then he shouted and scolded: "The father's father is a servant of the ministry!" "Father is the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple!!" "Dare to beat the master?! Do you want to go to the floor of Fuze Mansion?! "Dare to beat the master?! Don't have a head?! ”

But the group of people only paused when they heard this, and someone shouted something in a low voice, and then they started to fight again, and beat them fiercer and harder than Fang Cai!

The two of them could not bear the pain, and they no longer dared to force and speak cruelly, but only shouted "help" and "killed people", and thought that passers-by or officers and soldiers patrolling the streets would come to rescue them. But in such an alley, there is not even a ghost shadow! Later, the two of them were hoarse, and they only begged for mercy, full of "Uncle spare your life, spare your life, we don't dare to ...... anymore"

The noise was heard all the way to the end of the alley, where a standard Hualou carriage was parked, carved and entangled in brocade, the fat powder was fragrant, the four corners were holding a little scarlet mandarin duck lamp, and there was the sound of mandarin ducks playing in the water in the peach blossom curtain.

The coquettish moaning and the mournful begging for mercy outside were mixed together, revealing a bit of treachery.

When the sound in the carriage gradually stopped, a man in black approached the carriage, coughed, and said in a low voice: "Master, I will confess here if I beat two more boys." ”

The man in the carriage calmed down, pushed away the woman hanging on him, straightened his clothes, and asked, "Honest?" Softened? ”

The man in black bowed down and said, "If you go back to your master, I've begged for mercy for a long time." ...... you listen," he said and paused, and the sound of grandpa and grandfather begging for mercy was heard in the distance, and in the quiet night, it was clearly heard.

The man in the carriage found a wine jug and took a sip of medicinal wine, jumped out of the car with a curtain, raised his head and rinsed his mouth, spit on the ground again, and said with a big tongue: "Let's go, go and see." ”

The two walked to the scene of the brawl, and the thugs had already stopped, and the two Xiao Yanei couldn't move when they lay on the ground and chatter.

In the dark, the man in brocade couldn't tell who was who, and stabbed the man in black next to him, and the man hurriedly kicked the person at his feet, and said, "Master, this one called his father a servant of the ministry, and that one called his father a Shaoqing of Honglu Temple." ”

At his feet was Lu Shaoyu, the third son of Lu Xiyuan, the servant of the ministry.

The brocade-clothed man squatted down in front of Lu Shaoyu, and said with a dumb voice and a big tongue: "Xiao Yanei, you are not ruthless enough." ”

Although Lu Shaoyu covered his head and face with his hands, he still received two blows on his head, and his brain was a little wooden, but this reaction was not very dull, and after listening to the words of his predecessors, he knew that it was the opposite, and he hurriedly said: "Master spare life, master spare life...... The kid won't dare anymore......"

The man in brocade shook his head and said, "You're not ruthless enough." ”

Lu Shaoyu panicked, only hated Shaosheng with a tongue, and said hurriedly: "The kid knows that he is wrong, the master spares the boy, the kid shouldn't be guilty of spilling the master's wine, the kid will pay for the master's clothes, no, no, no, what does the boy want to compensate the master!" Master master, spare the boy...... "He couldn't see who was in front of him, and he couldn't tell if his voice was from the previous one, so he just thought he was the rich businessman, and couldn't stop making amends and begging for mercy.

The brocade-clothed man sighed twice, stood up, suddenly kicked him a few times, and scolded hatefully: "Just TMD because you are not ruthless enough......!" ”

He grinded his teeth and scolded in his heart, just because you were not ruthless enough, you broke Ji Song's wrist instead of his neck! If you beat Ji Songshu to death, will you spend so much effort? Do you need to spend so much silver?! Rubbish! Rubbish!!

Lu Shaoyu was in pain and shouted "Grandpa spare his life".

The brocade-clothed man smiled and said, "Grandpa, call close." As he spoke, his feet became more and more ruthless.

The Lu family, you want to marry the seventh sister, and your sister wants to marry the sixth sister, tsk, I really want to be close to our family, then the master will let you be close.

He kicked him hard at once. Intimate. Lord makes you close!

MD You bastard, I have to kick you out today, and tell you to make your master hard! Tell you to let the master spend money! Tell you to make it bad

He was tired of kicking, stopped his feet, stood aside and gasped, because it was dark, no one saw his face full of hideousness, and he could only hear his voice becoming more and more hoarse, and he said, "You are not ruthless enough." To be a man, you have to be ruthless enough. What are you not ruthless enough to do? Yes? ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his foot and measured Lu Shaoyu's crotch, tilted his head, raised his chin, and asked the man in black beside him, "What are you not ruthless enough for?" Yes? ”

The man in black was stunned, and suddenly understood what he meant, with a frightened look on his face, and hesitated: "Master, this ...... That's ......."

He straightened up, straightened his cuffs, dusted off the placket of his clothes, and walked gracefully towards the carriage at the end of the alley like a child of a family. I'm going to help Xiao Yanai cook......"

When the woman in the arms of the seventh master in the carriage swayed and sang again, Lu Shaoyu's heart-rending screams were heard from afar.

The courtyard of Lu Sanye of Lu Mansion on Rongxiang Street

In the warm pavilion, Lu Shaoyu, the third master of Lu, was lying on the bed, unconscious, and the doctor on the side was checking his injuries little by little.

Outside the warm pavilion, his mother Aunt Qiao sat on the side, wiping her tears with a silk stick, and her father Lu Xicheng walked around the room anxiously with his hands behind his back.

The maid came over to change the tea twice, and the doctor came out of the room. When Aunt Qiao saw it, she didn't care about anything, so she rushed over and asked, "Mr. Wan, how is my son?" ”

Doctor Wan was slightly embarrassed, glanced at Lu Xiyuan, and did not speak.

Lu Xiyuan frowned, and pushed Aunt Qiao and said, "You go and see your son rubbing medicine." He stretched out his hand again and said to the doctor: "Mr. Wan, please drink tea outside and make a prescription." ”

Mr. Wan nodded, followed him out, went to the study on the side, served tea, closed the door, and said: "Lord Lu, the third master is injured, the old man prescribes a prescription to invigorate blood and dispel blood stasis, and then leave some plasters, which can be taken internally and externally." It's just ......" he hesitated for a moment, and said, "It's just that there is a wound at all...... Old and shallow, it is really incurable...... I'm afraid that the heirs will be ...... in the future."

When he took off his son's clothes, Lu Xiyuan felt that it was not good when he saw it, but he was still thinking about it. Now that I can listen to the doctor's words, I only feel that my eyes are dark, my body is shaking, and I am busy holding the desk, and I am about to ask a question, when I hear the little maid outside shouting in a low voice: "Aunt nǎinǎi......"

Lu Xiyuan was stunned, stabilized his mind, and said to the doctor: "Sir, please prescribe a prescription first, and come when you go." As he spoke, he strode over, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Aunt Qiao leaning on the little girl, rolling her eyes, and fainting.

He took two steps over, hugged her into his arms, and pinched her hard, Aunt Qiao smacked twice, only to relieve this breath, and when she opened her eyes and saw that it was her husband, she couldn't help crying out with a "wow", and only shouted: "My hard-working son......"

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PS: Hey, although the content of this chapter really doesn't fit the aura of Valentine's Day......

Although Valentine's Day is less than 30 minutes away......

Happy Valentine's Day!

Is it used to ...... Play Dark.

I just don't know if he is black enough for such a one.

Look to the sky.

In the next chapter, I want to sacrifice a cannon fodder. An inconspicuous cannon fodder. I don't think it's anything, though. But it's better to get vaccinated in advance...

If you are interested, you can also guess who is sacrificed......

Unscrupulous crawl away...