"Hahahaha~~~~"

Before Zhao Ding could sit down, a hearty laugh sounded from outside the gate of the crowd.

A young man in a fancy costume walked over with a middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper laughing.

"Hahahaha~~~~"

"Hahaha~~~~~~~"

"Hahaha~~~~~~"

This young man in a gorgeous costume laughed vigorously when he saw Zhao Ding.

made Zhao Ding also look blind.

This person was poked in the hole of laughter?

Otherwise, why do you giggle hard?

Rolled her eyes, turned her head and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

"Ahem, cough, cough~~~"

After the young man in a fancy costume looked at Zhao Ding and glanced at him, he turned his head directly, and immediately had a dry cough that he couldn't stop.

What's the situation?

He doesn't know me anymore?

I'm his fifth brother!!

Zhao Heng looked at Zhao Ding with some collapse in his heart, turning his head and staring at Zhao Ding, the lady of the Oiran.

With a wave of his hand.

Reaching out to the tent door, someone suddenly pushed it open from the outside.

All of them were no less than Li Shujun in appearance, and the Oiran ladies with their own characteristics of Meilan and bamboo chrysanthemums walked in under the leadership of the maid.

Take a look at this stance.

Originally, the literati and gentlemen who were drinking and laughing in the small pavilion of Womei, the wealthy businessmen and gentry were stunned for a moment.

One by one, they looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief.

What a person.

With such a big grade, he actually called all the twelve Oiran of the Beijing Teaching Workshop Division over?

However, looking at the well-trained men, who walked in an obvious way, although they were also dressed in ordinary clothes, walked in with an obvious tiger style.

Everyone present probably understood what the situation was in their hearts.

This time, I estimated that I met the second ancestor who was not afraid of death, and he chartered the venue during the autumn inspection.

One by one, they took a sip of the tea in front of them, cleared their throats, and bowed their hands to the Oiran lady in the Plum Pavilion before withdrawing.

Zhao Ding still took Zhang San and Green Peach to sit beside the table with a big grin, eating the snacks sent by the maid in front of him.

No matter what you say.

Thirty taels of silver were spent, even if the Oiran lady couldn't sleep, but she had to eat a little back!

At the same time, Zhao Ding almost understood what was going to happen next.

Roughly speaking:

Boom! Which thief are you, my son is here, how dare you stay!

Someone, doghead..... Oh, I'm sorry to jump on the scene.

Should be!

Boom! Someone presses me, press me down......

Forehead~~~

I'm sorry to be on the show.

Should be!

I can't go wrong this time!

That is!

Hey, where did you come from, didn't you see that I spent money to charter the field? Today's lady girl, I have taken care of it!

And then....

Zhang San call me!

And then!

You wait, whoever my dad is, I will never let you go!

So, waiting for their family to get old.

He Zhao Ding is about to incarnate as a crooked mouth Dragon King: Heh, I don't look at who your grandfather and I am, I am His Royal Highness the Ninth Son of Emperor Qianjing of Youzhou, His Royal Highness!

……

Not~~~

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhao Dinghe laughed!

Scold!!

Rotten plot.

He Zhao Ding didn't know how many times he had watched it in his previous life.

Waiting for you, my lord, I will incarnate as a crooked-mouthed dragon king and beat you guys

The face of it!

So~~

In silence, Zhao Ding's master and servant continued to eat the refreshments on the table with their heads down.

Seeing that Shujun Oiran was also a little surprised and couldn't speak, her little hand gently covered her small mouth, and she looked at the three of them with a surprised face.

The three of them looked like rich boys.

It's like being reincarnated as a starving ghost.

I don't know if the big shots are coming?

I thought about it for a while.

After all, the Oiran lady couldn't help it, and kindly reminded: "Three sons, this...."

Before the Oiran lady finished speaking, he saw Zhao Ding raise his head and glance at the refreshments that had not moved in front of the Oiran lady.

I brought it over.

Then in the stunned eyes of the little lady of the Oiran.

The three masters and servants ate happily one by one, and by the way, they also smoothed the wine in front of the Oiran lady.

One cup per person.

Li Shujun: "......"

The maid next to her just wanted to scold and remind, but was glared at by the Oiran lady.

I saw the Oiran lady get up, looked at Zhao Heng who was walking over, and bowed and said: "This son is chartered today, and the concubine is very honored, but in my small courtyard, the guests have not finished enjoying the refreshments, I don't know if I can wait for a while?" ”

The voice of the Oiran lady is graceful, like the quiet song of the hollow valley, and like the cry of the yellow bird.

It's good.

"Wait, I'm here to see my brother!"

saw that Zhao Hengman didn't care about waving his sleeves.

Listening to Zhao Heng's words, not only the Oiran lady was stunned.

Even the three Zhao, Zhang, and Lu, who pretended to be starving ghosts on the surface, were actually ready to pretend to be forced to slap their faces, and they were all stunned at the moment.

What kind of rice routine is this?

I don't understand it.

However, listening to Zhao Heng's words, the pretty face of the Oiran lady couldn't help but show a trace of an embarrassed smile, bowed slightly to Zhao Heng, and couldn't help but glance at Zhao Ding.

After doing it for a long time, it turned out to be a joke between rich sons.

It's just that his Oiran can't see it.

Again, after Zhao Ding bowed, he stood aside respectfully with the maid.

Although she Li Shujun is the Oiran of the Beijing Teaching Division, she also knows her own status in her heart.

Reduced to a place of customs, it is just a plaything in the hands of others after all.

Therefore, there was no displeasure in the slightest, and he still stood aside with a smile on his face.

It was Zhao Heng, who stepped forward with a big grin, sat next to Zhao Ding, and shouted with a smile: "Ninth brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing lately?" ”

Zhao Ding raised his head and glanced at Zhao Heng with slanted eyes.

Somewhat familiar.

It's a little unfamiliar again.

It seems a little familiar.

It seems a little unfamiliar again.

Is that familiar or unfamiliar?

While listening, Zhang San suddenly came to Zhao Ding's ear, and pointed to the flattering smile beside Zhao Heng at this moment, almost belonging to Bian Gu, who belonged to the same master as Hu San.

Zhang San whispered: "Lord Wang, I almost beat this person before." ”

The sound is small.

But I don't know if Bian Gu was born with smart ears or what.

In an instant, the look on his face froze.

What do you mean by almost beating before.....

If I dare to go slowly, I will be beaten too?

However, because Zhao Ding and Zhao Heng were in front of him, Bian Gu thought about it and still didn't dare to speak.

Seeing Zhao Ding come back to his senses, he looked at Zhao Heng, stood up and said with a smile: "Yo, it turned out that the second emperor brother came in person, but it was the prince brother and I who missed the distance." ”

Zhao Heng, who was originally listening to Zhao Ding's words, was about to stand up and deal with it.

The smile on his face froze suddenly.

Second Emperor Brother?

Your family is the second emperor brother?

Do I look like Zhao Gang's idiot?