As soon as Liu Che left, Yang Chuan was carried to the top of the desk by three little women for 'rescue', and Cui Jiu, the big Changmen, was unceremoniously pulled aside by Liu Man and became an idler.

The old thief was also idle, leaning against the stone wall and napping, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was almost unbearable.

"Yang Chuan Xiaolangjun, are you okay?"

"Brother Yang Chuan, wake up, you can't just leave."

“……”

The three little women hurriedly wiped the blood stains on Yang Chuan's body, brought a large bucket of water, and almost took a cold bath.

"Hey, Da Nagato, is my little Langjun okay?"

After tossing for a while, Liu Man suddenly thought that the biggest 'imperial doctor' at the moment was Cui Jiu, the big Changmen, so he turned his head to look at the old thief and asked, "What is the injury?" Really hurt the heart? ”

Cui Jiu closed his eyes and said indifferently: "Not only did he hurt his heart, but even his eight veins of the Qi Jing were kicked off by the emperor, and he was dragged out to feed the dogs, he was hopeless." ”

Liu Man was furious.

She crossed her hands on her hips and said coldly: "If something happens to Yang Chuan, this palace will kill Liu Che!" ”

Several subordinate officials of the Tingwei Mansion hurriedly lowered their heads, as if they hadn't heard anything, one by one they were well-behaved like angry little daughters-in-law, among them, even Yushi Dafu Erkuan was the same, pretending not to hear anything, squatting on the ground and drawing circles.

At this moment, there was a noise outside, mixed with a few scolding and scolding, which made the always cold and solemn Tingwei Mansion very lively.

Er Kuan stood up violently and muttered: "Who is so bold and disturbs the recuperation of Changning Hou, this is clearly seeking death!" ”

"A few of you, go out with the official to have a look."

Then, the old thief led a few subordinate officials and walked away.

In the huge stone room, there were only three little women, including Yang Chuan, Dachangmen Cui Jiu and Liu Man, who were 'half-dead'.

"Master......"

As soon as Zhiniang spoke, she was interrupted by Cui Jiu's wave of her hand, the old thief put his hands in his sleeves, turned his back to the sky, and there was a smile on his pale face: "His injury is extremely serious, if it weren't for the old man's nine-turn golden pill to continue his life, it is estimated that he would have burped at this time." ”

"However, fortunately, he is strong and vigorous, and after a period of recuperation, he should be able to recover."

Seeing the smile on the corner of Cui Jiu's mouth and his bluffing rhetoric, the three little women immediately understood that Yang Chuan's injuries were not serious......

……

Under the service of the three little women, Yang Chuan slept beautifully, and took a hot bath in a daze, and then 'woke up' leisurely.

Cui Jiu's old thief squatted in a corner to decoct the medicine, and when the fire was extinguished, his miserable white face looked very terrible, but in Yang Chuan's opinion, there was a smell of fireworks in the world.

It is easy to expose the stuffing by pretending to be garlic in front of Liu Che, if it weren't for Cui Jiu's cover, I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy to get rid of this time, at least a serious pain of skin and flesh would be inevitable.

He left Weiyang Palace with his front foot and came to the Tingwei Mansion, and Liu Che followed with his back foot, obviously thinking about treating him, so sometimes it is more effective to pretend to be dead.

"There is a saying that Confucian scholars have a, which is quite reasonable."

As if sensing that Yang Chuan was looking at him, Cui Jiu suddenly opened his mouth and said without any emotion: "The gentleman is not arrogant, and the villain is arrogant but not arrogant." ”

Yang Chuan thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Because, as soon as these words are spoken, people feel that they have nothing to say.

Many of the words of Sage Kong are like this, once they say it, they basically don't give others a chance to speak, anyway, they have finished saying all the great truths in the world.

"Yang Chuan, are you a gentleman or a villain?" Cui Jiu asked.

"It's not a gentleman, it's not a villain," Yang Chuan changed his posture to make himself more comfortable, "I've heard a sentence that says that success is not publicity, hard work is not complaining, and bad things are not entangled, only such a person can be regarded as having a pattern and a mind." ”

"Uncle Cui Jiu, this sounds right at first glance, right?"

"But if you think about it, these words are, nonsense, lies, empty words, as if they have said everything, but in fact, they have said nothing."

As soon as Yang Chuan opened his mouth to speak, the three little women hurriedly stepped forward to rub their shoulders and legs, serve tea and water for a while, and let him hum comfortably: "Pinch it in another place, yes, yes, a little below, a little below...... Hiss! ”

"Liu Man, don't touch your paws, okay?"

In the face of the flirting and scolding of these young people, Cui Jiu's old thief rarely looked sideways, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and scolded: "How many of you want to be shameless?" ”

Liu Man said casually: "As long as Yang Chuan Xiaolangjun is in this palace, why do you want a face?" ”

Cui Jiu: "......"

The old thief was scolded, not only did he not get angry, but he smiled and said: "The little thief Yang Chuan is very bad, and he actually has a bag of chicken blood hidden close to his body, and when he was kicked by the emperor and hit the wall, he quietly stuffed it into his mouth, and the old man was startled." ”

Yang Chuan frowned: "Uncle Cui Jiu, don't talk nonsense, I was already hurt by His Majesty's kick, and I spit blood in my mouth......"

As he spoke, he coughed vigorously twice, and two wisps of red blood suddenly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Then, his face suddenly turned pale, his eyes closed, and he fell unconscious again.

At this moment, not only Liu Man, Zhiniang, and Naren Tuoya panicked, but even Cui Jiu's old thief was taken aback, and a teleportation came to Yang Chuan's side, stretching out two thin fingers on his veins.

Gradually, the old thief's face became solemn: "It really hurts my heart......"

……

Yang Chuan was sick, and moreover, very sick.

It is said that the root of the disease fell in the assassination a few days ago, and now he has a fever and cough all day and night, and spits out a mouthful of blood from time to time, so he should not have much to live.

Overnight, the news spread throughout Chang'an City.

The people of Chang'an talked a lot, and they all felt that Prime Minister Sun Hong was not doing an authentic job, how could you, an old thief in the court, be so ruthless to a seventeen-year-old young man?

He's still a scholar!

Bah!

These two sentences have become the favorite words of Chang'an City people before the beginning of spring, and over time, when people mention scholars, they will have to 'bah' by the way, although there is no practical significance, but it is very feeling.

In Yang Chuan's words, it is quite stylish.

This is like the people of Kyoto in later generations, after experiencing the enslavement and domestication of wild boar skins for 300 years, the people of that city opened their mouths one by one, and said "that grandson" lightly, which is very Kyoto-like.

Speaking of which, the current Chang'an City is still too backward and too poor, and even the living conditions of those big dog families are unsatisfactory, which is nothing more than wine and meat ponds and forests, and warblers singing and dancing.

In the end, it is still a huge stable and cattle pen.

Tianfu people.

In the past, the largest kiln in the world, with the participation of Yang Chuan, Princess Nangong, Princess Pingyang, Cao Xiang and other big dogs, it took less than a year to successfully 'transform', and now it has become the largest money village in the Han Empire and the most luxurious 'tea garden' in the world.

The owner of the tea garden is naturally Yang Chuan.

However, it is Dongfang Shuo who is now in charge of the tea garden.

This thin old man, who was respected as the 'ancestor' by the cross talk world of later generations, has already become one of the most famous characters in Chang'an City under Yang Chuan's manipulation, coupled with his witty and humorous skills.

As long as he is present, the 'small theater' transformed into a hall on the first floor of Tianfu is basically full, whether it is Cao Xiang, Zhang Lian, Fan Li and other gentlemen, or some impatient court thieves who eat and die, or the people in Chang'an City who have a little spare money, every 24680, they must go to listen to a Dongfang Shuo's 'stand-up comedy'.

Of course, there is no such thing as 'stand-up comedy' at the moment, and Dongfang Shuo's artistic performance form of one person, one foot, one fan, one table, one chair and one bowl of tea is more like a popular storyteller in later generations.

Whether it's 'stand-up comedy' or a storyteller, it's Tu Yile anyway......

"That day, the Marquis of Changning just came out of the Yang Palace, and when the car drove away from the palace gate for 32 zhang 1 foot 7 inches, suddenly, a catastrophe came."

"A sledgehammer weighing three hundred and ninety-two pounds fell from the sky."

"With a bang, impartially, it just smashed on Changning Hou's carriage."

"The four war horses pulling the cart screamed and screamed on the spot, but they didn't even have time to make a wailing sound, and they died on the spot."

"As for the carriage of the Marquis of Changning, it was smashed by the big hammer and flew out twelve feet, the bones were sluggish, the noise was loud, and the crackling was not strong in the middle of winter!"

"Guess what's going on?"

Someone in the audience shouted: "The carriage was smashed to pieces, and the Marquis of Changning was thrown out?" ”

Dongfang Shuo was very satisfied with the audience's 'praise', laughed, pinched the wooden ruler on the table, and slapped it heavily on the jujube wood desk: "No, you guessed wrong." ”

The audience booed.

Dongfang Shuo picked up the tea bowl, scratched it three or five times, took a small sip, and said indifferently: "As I said in the last book, our Changning Marquis Yang Chuan is greedy for life and afraid of death, and even when he sleeps at night, he has to hold an adult female snow leopard, for fear that the little woman and the little daughter-in-law of whose family will touch the room in the middle of the night and ruin his single body for 17 years......"

Everyone in the audience laughed.

The gossip of Changning Hou Yang Chuan sleeping at night and holding a fat female snow leopard has actually spread all over Chang'an City for a long time, and it sounds very mysterious, but the people of Chang'an City believe in this and like this.

If you think about it, isn't it normal for those big dogs to sleep with little women in their arms?

There is no need for Yang Chuan to deliberately emphasize this, Dongfang Shuo has already understood it.

In the Han Empire, there was such a cultural phenomenon, that is, it was not uncommon for a dog to bite a person, and it could not become 'news', only if a person bit a dog, that would be interesting.

Therefore, for Yang Chuan's 'strange things', it has naturally become Dongfang Shuo's best creative material, such as "The Story That Changning Hou and Sister Leopard Have to Say", "Changning Hou Singles Out the Ten Women of the Qiang People", "Changning Hou Night Attack on the Widow's Village", "Changning Hou Beat the Princess", ......

and other stories, it is very enjoyable to hear.

"Mr. Dongfang, tell us the story of the little princess beaten by the Hou of Changning," someone shouted loudly after everyone laughed loudly.

Dongfang Shuo smiled: "The main line of today's story is the assassination of the palace gate of the Marquis of Changning, and when his injuries heal, let's go and beat the little princess." ”

Someone interjected: "Mr. Dongfang, are you serious?" ”

Dongfang Shuo slapped the wooden ruler with a 'snap', and said with a smile: "Ninghou, the head of the family, has been single for seventeen years, do you say that it is serious or not?" How can you dare to fight a princess like you? ”

The crowd burst into laughter again.

Dongfang Shuo coughed lightly, quietly pulled back the main line of the story, suddenly sighed, and said: "Changning Hou is famous for being greedy for life and afraid of death, and he is cautious in everything, and the car he drives is naturally made of stainless steel. ”

"Unexpectedly."

"It is precisely because the person who harmed him is well aware of this, therefore, when he arranged the mechanism in advance, he calculated the route he walked, as well as the texture, structure and strength of the car."

"You think those hundreds of pounds of sledgehammers are meant to kill people?"

"No, people are just to seriously injure the Marquis of Changning, through the stainless steel carriage, causing him extremely serious internal injuries, and he can't die for a while, but after all, because the injuries will continue, he will be sick in bed, and he can no longer help our Han court raise money and food to fight the Huns......"

When it came to this, everyone in the audience was really angry.

Gongsun Hong, the dog day, is too bad.

He didn't fight the Huns himself, and he didn't let others fight the Huns? Could it be that there is something wrong with the old thief and the Huns? Or, what's the shady deal?

"How sinister the intentions of the assassin are!"

"His mother, that old thief is still a scholar!"

"Phew!"

“……”

After some righteous indignation and scolding, Dongfang Shuo naturally started the next story, which is about the 'strange story' of Pingyang Hou Cao Xiang squatting in the chicken coop with his bare butt and incubating eggs.

So, after only three or five breaths, hundreds of viewers in the audience began to laugh again, and they all made up the picture of Cao's big head 'hatching chickens', which was simply too happy.

This 'self-blackening' mode is naturally what Yang Chuan meant.

There is an unwritten rule in the cross talk industry in later generations, that is, storytellers can gag on the stage, they can drag racing at high speed, and naturally they can ridicule each other, but there is a bottom line: they can only ridicule their own people.

Pingyang Hou Cao Xiang is now sitting in a box on the second floor, listening to Dongfang Shuo's ridicule of his own troubles, he can't help but laugh and scold: "Yang Chuan on the dog day, take the bamboo shoots!" ”

Zhang Lian, Fan Li and other evil young people who accompanied him on the side were envious, and they couldn't wait for Dongfang Shuo to tell their stories a few paragraphs.

"Cao Xiang, the next time you visit the Marquis of Changning, you will bring all of our brothers."

"Yes, every time you go alone, it seems too raw."

"By the way, I don't know if Changninghou's condition has improved? Gongsun Hong's hands are very dark, yes, I am very angry when I think about it, and I can't wait to get the little women of the old thief's family again. ”

"Fan Li, your dog's guts are too fat, you dare to get the little woman of the prime minister's family?"

"What don't you dare to do, anyway, if you provoke our brother Yang Chuan, the old thief will be finished sooner or later, and the hundreds of little women in his family are more delicate and delicate than the other, especially his daughters-in-law, tsk......t"

Listening to these people, the more they talked, the more unpleasant they became, and Cao Xiang couldn't listen to it anymore.

He reached out and scratched his skull a few times, and sighed: "Yang Chuan's injury this time is too serious, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive the spring." ”

Several of them were taken aback and shouted in unison: "Huh? So serious? ”

Cao Xiang nodded, and took a sip of wine with a lack of interest: "The heart is damaged, and his life is short, but it's a pity that our brother was given a handful, and now he is lying half-dead and dying in a stone room in the Tingwei Mansion, but none of us who are brothers have become a weapon, alas!" ”

Zhang Lianfanli and the other evil young people's hearts were finally stirred up, and they rubbed their hands one by one: "Or, let's get Gongsun Hong?" ”

"Yes, just get that old thief!"

Cao Xiang sighed weakly: "The family is now the prime minister, in addition, I heard that the Gongsun family has made a fortune over the years, and it is quite powerful in the land of Qilu, and it is about to become a new famous family......"

Someone was furious: "Gongsun Hong, the dog's day, just by him? ”

Someone immediately chimed in: "That is, our ancestors shed blood and fought hard for the Han Dynasty, and now they don't dare to call themselves a famous family, and the Ludi Gongsun family is also worthy?" ”

"Let's go, let's get him!"

(End of chapter)