Wang Erniu was so frightened that his scalp was numb, Wu Song's fist was able to kill the tiger, and if this punch went down, Ximenqing would definitely die.

The laws and regulations of the Northern Song Dynasty are very strict, if you kill someone, no matter how high your status is, you will be punished, not to mention that Ximen Qing is the richest man in Yanggu County, and he respects the county every month, which is very rich, if it weren't for this relationship, how could Wang Erniu endure his woman being molested and dare not speak out.

He pounced all of a sudden, hugged Wu Song tightly, and shouted loudly: "Da Lang, come and stop it!"

He is very shrewd, knowing that he can't stop him no matter what, Wu Song is very filial to his brother, only Wu Dalang can go out, Wu Dalang is afraid of things, seeing Wu Song like that, even if Wang Erniu doesn't greet him, he immediately rushed over.

Wu Song sighed and put down his fist, Wang Erniu is the person he wants to win over when he establishes a base in Yanggu County, he must give face, Wu Dalang is even more his biological brother, and he wants to give face, this lion has a second attack upstairs, and he can only die down again.

Ximenqing's brain turned extremely fast, he clapped his hands and laughed: "Wonderful! wonderful!"

Wu Song looked confused, forgot his anger, and asked, "What's wonderful?"

"I only heard that Wudu was strong in martial arts, but now it seems that there is more than that!" Ximen Qing patted the dust on his body, like GAY, holding Wu Song's hand tightly, and constantly stroking the back of his hand, but it scared Wu Song's chrysanthemum, and the goods shook his head and said with admiration: "Oh, your knowledge is unmatched," The word 'protection fee' is good, our merchants can do business in Yanggu County with peace of mind, and we don't rely on the protection of your big brother, but we just enjoy it shamelessly, without the slightest repayment, according to me, from now on, those who do business have to pay protection fees to you!"

"Well said! The words of the great official of Ximen have reached the hearts of the brothers!" Wang Erniu exclaimed loudly.

Zhang Long and Zhao Hu also immediately echoed: "We should catch fast, collect the money, take care of the housework, there is not much left, even if we want to go to the Cuihong Mansion of the big officials to see it, we don't have the courage!"

Ximen Qing said with a smile: "Then it's decided, I will tell all the merchants that they will pay you protection fees in the future, and this tradition will continue well!"

Nima! Wu Song couldn't laugh or cry, it turned out that the protection fee was invented by himself, and it seems that he is the ancestor of the modern old boy!

Seeing the six catchers and Wang Erniu happily talking about the protection fee with Ximen Qing, Wu Song was very helpless, but thinking about it, it was good to be able to let Ximen Qing and various big households take some money out, after all, he would have to support a group of people in the future and also needed money.

"Brother Hui, I'll help you go to the toilet!" Wu Song then remembered Brother Hui, the kid was squatting on the ground with his stomach covered, it seemed that it was gastroenteritis, and it would be relieved a lot when he went to the toilet, and he couldn't die, he smiled slightly: "I'll give you a few taels of silver later." ”

Brother Hui's face immediately flushed a lot, it seemed that some of his illness was faked, Wu Song helped him out of the box, and he fled to the toilet like a fly.

Wu Song didn't want to go back to the box, so he walked to the fence and looked at the night scene of the Northern Song Dynasty, the breeze was blowing, and the lanterns on the street were lit, which was very comfortable.

From the second floor to the underground, about three or four meters high, he stroked the fence carved with flowers, grass, fish and birds, shook his head and said: "It's a pity, in a few days, labor and management will beat you to pieces and drop Ximenqing from here!"

"Wudutou, what is a pity?"

Wu Song turned his head and saw that Brother Hun's solution had been solved, and there was a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl standing beside him, dressed as a maid, although it was not a national beauty, but it was also beautiful.

"You little slippery head, you know how to pick up girls when you're so spicy!" Wu Song scolded with a smile.

"Ah, pickle girl?" Brother Hun looked confused, and always felt that this Wudu head often said some strange words.

"What, you bullied the little girl?" Wu Song saw the little girl's eyes red: "Why is she crying?"

"Dutou, Wanfu!" The little girl immediately saluted: "It's not Brother Hui who bullied me, my young lady is singing upstairs, I saw that the weather was cold, and I brought her a cloak, and the two of them cried when they thought of their miserable lives." ”

"Hmm. Wu Song nodded, this kind of thing was too much in ancient times, and he couldn't help much if he wanted to, so he could only sympathize with it.

The little girl saluted again, and hurriedly left, Brother Hun ran to the fence, until the little girl disappeared into the long street, then sighed and said: "She is pitiful, her young lady is also pitiful, she is raised in the eastern suburbs by Ximenqing, she is tired of it in two months, and she is not given money, so she can only come out to sing by herself, and it is estimated that in a few days, she will be kicked out of the gate, and finally she can only go to the Qinglou." ”

Wu Song was very depressed when he heard this, his fists were itching, and he wanted to beat Ximen Qing hard, but unfortunately he couldn't find the opportunity, he was about to ask about the young lady, maybe he could find a reason from it, but Zhang Long came out of the box, took Wu Song's hand, and said with a smile:

"Why did Dutou come out for so long, there was a singer singing inside, come in!"

Brother Hun heard a tune to listen to, and ran in with a smoke, and Wu Song had no choice but to follow in.

The banquet had already been changed in the box, but Ximenqing couldn't see it, Wu Song's heart sank, but he was immediately attracted by the singing girl, who was about fourteen or fifteen years old, and a small round face couldn't get rid of the cute baby fat, just like a ripe little apple, but unfortunately there wasn't much of a smile, but it was conceivable that she must have been very sweet when she smiled.

"The concubine pays a visit to Wudutou!" The girl immediately saluted when she saw Wu Song coming in.

"Beauty, what's your name?"

The girl's face turned red, and she wondered why this person was so rude, but she still agreed: "Cheap concubine Zhang regrets." ”

"What a cheap concubine, the name is very good, so I will tell you to cherish it, sing a song to listen to it. ”

"I don't know what song Dutou likes to listen to?"

"The harder it is, the more you love, phew, it's ancient times, then eighteen mo, too, that's the Qing Dynasty, hey, forget it, you can sing whatever you like." ”

Wu Song sat down beside Wang Erniu with an embarrassed face, Wang Erniu gently poked Wu Song with his elbow, and laughed in a low voice: "Looking at your lost soul, you must have hooked the soul of that little lady, let my brother call the shots for you, and come back to be a foreign house." ”

"Grass! I didn't mean that, besides how old she was!"

"Fourteen, I just asked, it's just right!" Wang Erniu laughed very obscenely.

"Minor, three years to start, the highest death penalty, I don't have the guts!" Wu Song shook his head again and again.

Wang Erniu looked at him in amazement: "What three years start, a woman can marry at twelve, and what kind of bird is the death penalty!"

You can get married at the age of twelve! But it's normal, the current primary school students are not in the same place, is this because the society of the Northern Song Dynasty is too progressive, or is our society backward back to more than a thousand years ago!

When he was stunned, Brother Hui secretly pulled the corner of Wu Song's clothes and said in a low voice: "Dutou, this Zhang Xixi is the young lady I told you just now, that is, Ximenqing's outer house!"

Wu Song listened, and took a look at Zhang Xixi, although she was childish, but it seems that she must be a beauty when she grows up, thinking that after she finishes playing with Ximenqing, she may also have to go to the Qinglou to sell herself, as the so-called pair of jade arms and thousands of pillows, half a little red lips and thousands of customers, I can't help but be angry.

"Wudutou, does this song still fit your ears?"

Wu Song was in a rage, and a voice sounded, and Ximen Qing walked in with a big bag of silver in his hand from outside.