He is only a winner! The prefect understood on the spot. Resist with someone else's stuff...... He really deserves to be the son of Shangshu.

The prefect thought for a moment and said, "Who owns the owner of the horse farm?"

"My lord, the horse farm is naturally an official family. Tang Renxian directly lifted the hole cards. At this point, there is no need to hide it anymore.

As he spoke, he was still observing Shen Shi and them. scolded in his heart: A group of dirt buns! At this time, you don't show your identity and show your relationship, and you can't afford to lose.

"What?

The prefect's hand shook and broke directly.

But Tang Renxian's words hurt even more than this broken beard!

"You... You ......" the prefect pointed at them and pointed over one by one, "you are crazy, take the official's horse farm to gamble!"

The case was becoming more and more unexpected.

They all say to be dead. They were a good man, and they died.

"It's just a prank. This official has not been promoted to the hall today, and you have not come. ”

The prefect took a step back.

He was not guilty of both.

"What? The horse farm belongs to the imperial court?"

Tang Renxian's words also shocked a group of people. The people of the Shen family all felt that this person was despicable and shameless, and the gambling money was not his.

"Yuejiao, you heard me. Do you still think such a person is a good match?" Shen Yue'e took the opportunity to correct her sister's view of love.

Shen Yuejiao also looked like she had eaten. The Tang Gongzi in her impression shouldn't be like this!

"Sister Yuejiao, this is the rouge of the Western Regions, I gave it to you......"

"Yuejiao, this is Shu brocade, you can make a few new clothes. ”

“......”

This is the Tang Gongzi in her mind. At the poetry meeting, the talent was extraordinary. In family affairs, his father is Shangshu. More importantly, he is very good to himself and keeps giving himself things.

In Shen Yuejiao's impression, the Tang Mansion is the home of the eunuchs and the rich. There is no end to money. But today, the horse farm is not his, not his, not his!

Will Tang Renxian ruin his image?

How can it be. I only heard Tang Renxian come out of the ranks, first saluted the prefect, and then said generously: "There are clouds in the Book of Poetry: under the Putian, it is not the king's land; Everything we have now is originally official. It's the same with this horse farm. ”

"Good!" Tang Renxian's friend applauded.

Tang Renxian is talking nonsense, they don't care. They cared, or they called it "good," for his quick wit.

Yes, scholars have quick wit, isn't it worth applauding?

The logic of scholars is only understood by them. It's like "you have a mace, I have a heavenly spirit cover", some people applaud it, and some people praise its stinky feet. It has even risen to the level of fearless spirituality.

Over and over again, he keeps refreshing his lower limit. Cao Jinhua was angry, she didn't know how she was going to refute, she wanted to smoke someone.

"Shen Gongzi, what should I do?" Cao Jinhua was anxious. If a person is faceless, he is invincible, and a scholar is even more invincible.

Shen Shi smiled and said, "This thing is simple, if you don't follow his rhythm, it's okay." ”

Cao Jinhua was stunned: Why did I understand every word of what he said, but when I connected it, I didn't understand what he said.

Shen Shi stepped forward and saluted: "My lord, he has already admitted defeat, so is the horse farm we won ours?" ”

Let what he say, Shen Shi only bites one thing to death - the horse farm where we won.

What's the use of his words, no matter how beautiful they are?

"Yes, yes, my lord, we won the racecourse. Cao Jinhua reacted and said in her heart: It turns out that this is the rhythm! The rhythm is good. No matter how much we say, the horse farm is still ours.

"What? You still want a horse farm?"

The prefect was stunned. Although Tang Renxian mainly showed his quick wit just now, what is said in the whole world, it is not the king's land. But this is nothing more than a change of concept. The horse farm didn't become his because of such a sentence. The horse farm is still official.

This has never changed.

Just a sycophantic slogan, the horse farm became his?

What a big face!

The prefect believes that Cao Jinhua also understands this.

So Cao Jinhua understands, but she still wants it. This is clearly to embarrass him.

He is just a prefect, and even a slightly older official can't afford to mess with him. Now that the emperor is involved, what can he do? Could it be that the royal horse farm is to be attributed to someone else?

Tang Renxian didn't have such a big face, and neither did he. His face darkened on the spot.

At this time, Cao Jinhua said again: "My lord, we have a note. ”

"What?

The prefect was not lightly flashed this time. Today's incident is ridiculous enough.

On one side of them is the son of Shangshu, who gambles on the emperor's horse farm. On the other side is the Uncle's Mansion.

Originally, it was not easy for him to mediate in the middle, but Nima still had black and white words left.

"Come on, bring me the note!"

You guys have nothing to do, so play me. Let's play, let's play!

The prefect made people pass on the note, looking at the black and white words, the prefect's teeth hurt--Tang Renxian really took the emperor's horse farm and pressed it.

"Tell me about this, and let the judge judge it. ”

With this evidence, he can't afford to offend either of the two sides. What can he do. Even if he is an official, they are the people. Today, as he himself said, play with them.

Yes, just play.

Isn't this playing? The racecourse is not Tang Renxian, and the Uncle Guo's Mansion won the racecourse from him.

If either party is replaced, this case really does not need to be tried. Either support Tang Renxian and beat the Diao people who dare to ask the emperor to go to the racecourse.

Either support Cao Jinhua, take the people who deceive and deceive, and steal the family property to offset the gambling money.

How simple is that.

But the problem is that their identities are here. He, a small prefect, what can he do?

Beat Uncle Guo with a stick? hehe......

sent the official to copy the Shangshu Mansion, and he was also hehehe......

He only hopes that the two sides know how to advance and retreat and can reconcile, otherwise, he will be annoyed.

The prefect's performance made Tang Renxian vigilant. He thought that Zhao Zhen and the others were just dirt buns from the countryside. Such a person, he usually plays how he wants.

However, the prefect's performance told him that the other party's extraordinary, at least did not instigate their family.

After thinking about it for a while, Tang Renxian laughed and said, "My lord, this is all a misunderstanding, it's all a joke." In fact, students have also gambled on heaven and earth. Lost this world to someone. Alas, the students' gambling luck is really bad!"

MMP！

Why is this product just a second-generation official, as far as he doesn't have any down-line discipline, he should go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, or he will succeed if he doesn't fight.

"Ouch!" the prefect cut off his beard again.

Such a shameless person, there is a saying in this house, MMP, I don't know whether to say it or not.

Even the prefect who mediated had such an impulse, let alone others.

"Yuejiao, you can see his character clearly. Shen Ancai said that he was educating his cousin, but it was better to say that he was about to vomit because of his disgust. If you don't spit out a sentence in your heart, you have to suffocate him.

If he didn't have the identity of a scholar, he really wanted to scold the street. Tai Niang Xipi is disgusted.