After dinner, Su Xiaolou walked into a teahouse, the teahouse was very lively, gathering people from all walks of life, on the high platform in the middle of the teahouse, there was an old gentleman in a gray robe, a table, a stool, a fan, a person, talking about the love and hatred of a generation of famous prostitutes Feng Xuanxuan, and the audience in the audience sighed.

Su Xiaolou just deceived a fool of fifty taels of silver, ordered the pot of good Biluochun and fried burnt melon seeds, found a seat, and cocked Erlang's legs and his dogs to listen to the story.

Blind people love to listen to Mr. Storyteller tell stories, Su Xiaolou still cares more about the Jia family, got up and came to the counter, dangling ten taels of silver in his hand, and said, "The shopkeeper, ask you about the individual." ”

Open the door to do business, although it is a small teahouse, but it attracts customers from all over the world, and it is the most well-informed, but don't underestimate these peddlers and pawns, the operation of society depends on these peddlers and pawns, so the shopkeeper is also known as Bai Xiaosheng.

The shopkeeper stared at Qian Yuan and said with a smile, "Official, you are asking the right person, the small one has been doing business here for more than 20 years, not the small one, there are few small people in Nanjing City who don't know." ”

"Do you know Jia Zheng, the son of Jia Zheng, the head of the Ministry of Rites?"

"Know, the people of the Jia family often boast that they are related to the Ministry of Rites, in fact, they can't even have any relatives for a long time, but Jia Shutang has an uncle who is the commander and command, called Jia Cunzhen, who is upright, upright, quite talented, Jia Shutang relies on the shadow of his ancestors to run the Ministry of Rites under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, Jia Shutang knows a little bit about the way of management and is sleek, but he is not a loser, but Jia Shutang's son Jia Zhengzheng is a loser, only knows how to spend money, does not know how to make money, and is nostalgic for Goolan tile lane all day long, Not as good as his father. ”

"Which Qinglou does Jia Shutang run? Is it the flower girl who is one of the wind and snow moons and has not seen spring? ”

"That's it."

Su Xiaolou breathed a long sigh of relief, fortunately he didn't rely on the crowd to beat Jia Zhengjing up and beat him violently, although he wanted to do it very much. However, he was really a little afraid that Jia Zhengjing would find out that he tricked him into eating, and in turn would take revenge on himself.

Fortunately, he didn't register his name, and he couldn't find himself for a while.

The shopkeeper looked at the money and continued: "Commander Jia did not treat their father and son very well, and often turned them away. ”

"After all, it's a family, if something really happens, Jia Cunzhen won't look at it."

The shopkeeper probably guessed that Su Xiaolou and the Jia family had a grudge, so he didn't ask much, and then whispered: "It is said that the Jia family had an affair with the famous prostitute Hua Rui Girl in the Qinglou. ”

Su Xiaolou knew that it was useless to sit on his personal feelings, at most he would damage his official reputation, the Ming Dynasty had already become a prostitute when he arrived at the Emperor Wu Dynasty, and the emperor himself liked to visit the kiln.

Su Xiaolou left the silver tael, thanked the shopkeeper and left.

Along the way, Su Xiaolou's doglegs danced happily, describing how the tea guests in the teahouse were spitting and arguing, and how their boss tricked Jia Zhengzheng into eating.

Su Xiaolou is frowning, if he fights head-on, he really can't resist the Jia family, the Jia family has been an official for three generations, and has issued a commander, and he has not seen spring for many years, and the power in the DPRK and China is intertwined, and the shopkeeper of the teahouse said that the boss behind the spring is Jia Shutang, but Su Xiaolou feels that Jia Shutang is only participating in a small part of the share, and the big boss behind it has someone else.

After all, how could such a big fat difference all go into the pocket of a six-rank official, and he was not afraid of dying?

Walking and walking, Su Xiaolou looked at an alley, it was not an ordinary alley, it was Wuyi Alley, where lived the two families of Wang Xie and Xie, they had been rooted for thousands of years, and most of the officials in the court came from the two families of Wang Xie, which were the two families that even the emperor was afraid of.

Ningja Yama King, Mo provoke Wuyilang.

Of course, the two families of Wang Xie to deal with a study hall are tantamount to killing chickens with knives.

……

In an exquisite courtyard, rockeries and strange stones are listed, even the tables and chairs are made of fine white marble, the roof is carved with gold lacquer, and the glass is made of tiles.

A graceful girl dressed in red holds a long sword in her hand, her posture is light, like a brush on paper, the sword rises, flies up, and falls colorfully.

"Yan'er's swordsmanship is getting better and better."

The girl saw the middle-aged man coming from behind the rockery, with a beautiful maneuver to collect the sword, she has always loved swordsmanship, and she was very happy to hear such a compliment.

I only heard Wang Hengzhi say next: "It's just that the marriage can't be left behind." The guards carried up three boxes of portraits of school-age men with names and surnames in the capital collected by Wang Hengzhi, as well as family background, life experience, personality preferences, usual places of entry, and even the eight characters of birth.

Wang Hengzhi's beloved daughter is so heartfelt that he doesn't even have underwear left for the children of famous families in the capital.

Their Wang family has such confidence, and the daughter of the Wang family can also be married.

"Daddy~"

"Again, didn't you promise your daughter to let her choose her own husband?" Wang Yuyan complained.

"Didn't Dad send the entire Nanjing City-school-age man over for you to choose? You fancy the one who tells Daddy, Daddy will arrange it. ”

Wang Yuyan had an idea and said: "What can you feel when you look at these cold words, you have to walk all the way and go through the world together to know your mind." ”

"Don't you just want to go out and play! Over the years, you have played all over the Central Plains, and your heart will not be able to get it back! Wang Heng saw through his daughter's careful thoughts at a glance.

"I can't hide anything from my father's discernment, I heard that there is a travelogue in the market, written by four monsters to protect the story of a monk traveling to the west, the monk riding a white dragon turned horse, the writing is quite interesting, the daughter also wants to travel west, feel the people and things told in the book."

Wang Hengzhi was furious after hearing this: "Journey to the West, where is your father going to find you four monsters?" Don't go. ”

Wang Yuyan immediately coquettishly said: "Daddy, maybe you can meet my Ruyi Langjun on the way to the west."

Wang Hengzhi thought of something all of a sudden, was a little out of breath, and asked tentatively: "Daughter, you can't be a monk!" ”

Wang Yuyan was speechless for a while.

She sat on the fine white marble chair, held her cheeks, looked at the magnificent sunset on the horizon, in full swing, and said: "The Ruyi Langjun in my mind is a hero of the world, and one day he will step on the colorful auspicious clouds to pick me up." ”

Wang Hengzhi was relieved to hear this, this is okay, it's not a monk.

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Jia Zhengjing was seriously ill when he was a child, almost couldn't live, he was once rescued by the people, he was very superstitious and remedies, he grabbed a lot of medicine from the famous doctor, and the ninja pinched his nose and poured three bowls, and then went to find the girl he was thinking about.

Jia Zhengjing knew very early on that his father had an outer room outside from his mother, and he was born delicate and charming, and a look could make people smeant, Jia Zhengjing coveted it for a long time, and often concealed his father to meet this girl who was one of the flowers and snowmoons in the south of the Yangtze River.

In an exquisite courtyard, looking at the beauty on the couch, weak and boneless, I saw pity, Jia Zhengjing pounced impatiently, the stamen turned sideways, Jia Zhengjing fell on the bed, smelling the lingering fragrance that had not yet dissipated, and was intoxicated.

Hua Rui covered her nose with a handkerchief and said angrily: "Others are stinky men, you are really stinky, don't go to my CHUANG if you don't take a bath in the future." ”

Jia Zhengzheng looked at the beauty half-covered and half-exposed, and had already lost her soul, and grabbed the beauty's slender wrist: "Don't you women like stinky men!" Come to the beauty, incense one! While speaking, he dragged the stamen to his arms, the beauty dodged left and right, and the jade collar in Jia Zhengjing's arms was exposed, and the beauty unconsciously touched the glossy purple gem, and her eyes flashed.

"If Childe can give me this gem, the slave family will be yours tonight." The beauty's eyebrows and eyes are like silk, and her slender jade fingers hook his belt, which is full of charm.

Jia Zhengjing was very hesitant, this piece of treasure saved his life, blessed him to grow up safely, and the family saw it as his life, and he was never allowed to take it off.

Hua Rui squeezed out a tear and cried: "The slave family has a thin life, and can't afford such a good thing, the son doesn't have to take it seriously, the slave family was forcibly occupied by Lord Jia, but he still misses this Jia Gongzi in his heart, looking forward to Jia Gongzi every day, and he knows that he is not worthy of the son, so it is better to die." ”

Jia Zheng was smashed by a drop of tears, he didn't really get what he asked for many times, the arrow was on the string, the beauty invited, if he refused, he wouldn't be a man, took off the treasure jade, held the soft body in his arms and ravaged it.

Hua Rui held her breath and condensed, forcibly endured the sour smell and kissed it, and scolded in her heart: "Sure enough, the dog can't change the, where is this, it's so stinky, the old lady is going to vomit!" ”