Such a superb little Lori was sent to the door by others and driven away by herself. At this moment, Wen Fei burst into tears......

This was just a small episode, and in the next few days, Wen Fei stayed in this Luoyang Post House. This Deng Liushou is indeed the material for being a jiān minister, and he changes tricks every day to find fun for Wen Fei. For a while, Wen Fei couldn't think about it, he used to feel that there was too little entertainment life in ancient times, but now he feels that the modern entertainment method of masturbating on the computer is too ......

It's just that the sad thing is that Deng Yong's good thing of arranging for a beautiful woman to sleep was all shirked by Wen Fei. Without him, there is a shadow of the psyche, and I always feel as if someone is watching from the side......

Wen Fei was merry, but he didn't know that he had offended others, and others were already looking for an opportunity to clean him up.

There were only five or six people in a room. Zhao Mingcheng's face was blue: "That thief deceived people too much, and he dared to rob his fiancée." Thanks to the help of all the heroes this time!"

Several people stood up together and saluted, saying, "Don't dare, don't dare." We're just doing it with a hand, but the thief is hateful. ”

Zhao Mingcheng is a gentleman, and he reluctantly made a gesture of a corporal who was polite, and he was also a little impatient: "Everyone help me come up with an idea, how to deal with that thief!"

There was a big fat man dressed in Shu brocade and said with a smile: "Why bother in the Yanei, there is a royal Taoist here, and it is not easy to deal with that Taoist." ”

Wang Benyu nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "I was already out of my mind last night, swimming in the city god, and asked the city god monarch to send yin to directly detain this person's soul in the yin world and send it to the prison to suffer." I think it won't be long before you hear the news of this man's violent death!"

Zhao Mingcheng hesitated a little: "That Daoist seems to have some ability, I'm afraid that the City God Monarch won't be so easy to deal with him, right?"

Wang Ben smiled foolishly: "This Luoyang City City God is not simple, it was originally a member of the fifth generation of Zhu Wen's generals, and he died as a male ghost. actually led a group of ghost soldiers to expel the local city god, took his place, and sat on the throne of the city god. He has 500 silver spears under his command, all of whom are brave warriors, and they are all heroic ghosts when they die. Dealing with a thief is not a problem. ”

"Silver Spear Effect Festival?" Zhao Mingcheng was also familiar with history books, so he asked, "But is Zhuang Zong's silver spear capital?"

Wang Ben smiled foolishly: "That's it!"

Zhao Mingcheng was overjoyed when he heard this: "With such a strong army among ghosts, it will be difficult for that thief to escape justice." ”

The silver spear was originally a brave soldier in the five generations of Yang Shihou's army, and it was already an army, because the spears used in this army were all taken from the stone houses of Weizhou, and the material was excellent, so it was called the silver spear.

As soon as this army was born, it was powerful in all directions, and even the end of the Liang Dynasty snorted. Later, he was subdued by Li Cunmiao, the Zhuangzong of the Later Tang Dynasty, and achieved meritorious deeds, destroyed the Later Liang, and unified the north. The Song Dynasty is not far from the Five Dynasties, and various heroic legends of the Five Dynasties are still circulating in the Song Dynasty. Even at this time, this silver spear was a great name, a strong army among the five generations of strong armies in the war-torn world.

The fat man deliberately befriended Zhao Mingcheng, but Zhao Mingcheng's old son was the current prime minister Zhao Tingzhi, so he said: "I don't think it's safe, I think it's better for me to cheat this thief out and find a way to kill him!

Wang Benyu smiled slightly, but he was not angry, and said: "That's okay, even if the City God Monarch can't take the life of a thief." We also have the means to prepare, but how to do it, we still have to sum it up!"......

Early in the morning, there was someone who handed over a letter of worship and wanted to ask to see Wen Fei. Wen Fei asked first: "This person who is asking to see, is a few officials?" He is also a man of these people now, and I don't know how many dignitaries in Luoyang City want to ask to see him every day. The natural vision is high, and the average little person is not very willing to deal with it.

"My lord, he's not an official!" said the messenger with a smile.

Wen Fei suddenly snorted coldly from his nose: "Can this immortal master be seen by any cat or dog?"

The postman who helped with the errand handed over the post: "Immortal Master, just look at it!"

Wen Fei lazily turned out to pay tribute, and he felt a sinking in his hand. When I took it over, I saw that the whole prayer post was not made of paper, but actually made of gold leaf. I couldn't help but scold: "I'm so fucking rich!" This worship post is probably the same size as the open textbook of later generations, but it is not the small pure gold business card of later generations. It's just such a one, almost a pound.

"Zhou Million, the vice president of the Grain Merchants Guild?" Wen Fei said, "What is that for?" I think it sounds better to call Yang Bailao!" He didn't intend to pay much attention to this kind of businessman. These sons stayed behind with that Deng Yong, and all they saw were high-ranking officials and nobles, relatives of the emperor and the country. made his vision become more engaged, and he was not very interested in the vice president of a small grain merchant guild.

The post guard was startled, and hurriedly said, "Immortal Master, this Zhou Million is very rich." He said that as long as the immortal master was willing to see him. A hundred taels of gold will be offered!"

One hundred taels of gold is not a lot of money for the current Wenfei. But if you can make so much money in person, it's different. Wen Fei said, "Then call someone in!"

Zhou Million seems to be in line with the image in Wen Fei's mind. With a fat head and big ears, a fat brain and a fat intestine, the whole person is like the kind of nouveau riche or Shanxi coal boss that Wen Fei has seen in modern times.

Wen Fei sat still with Erlang's legs crossed, and he didn't care about it that week, and gave Wen Fei a salute with a smile: "In the next week, I've seen the immortal master." I don't have anything else, it's just a lot of money. As long as the immortal master does me a favor, you will give you a hundred catties of gold!"

Wen Fei listened to his tone, and felt more and more like the kind of big money that carried five sacks of money to buy a car. If other people who are truly profound, hearing that millions of people are so vulgar and philistine this week, they must have kicked this guy out.

But as soon as Wen Fei heard it, he became interested. No one would be disgusted with a lot of money! Not to mention, it would be a pleasure to be able to scrape a layer of oil off the body of such a nouveau riche.

He pretended not to care, stretched out a finger and said, "A thousand catties!"

That week, millions gasped, and the spirit of spending a lot of money just now suddenly disappeared. The fat on his face trembled rapidly, obviously in extreme pain. And so I agreed.

Wen Fei was surprised, although he originally wanted to slaughter this big money. But casually quoting a thousand catties of gold is nothing more than asking for a sky-high price and paying back the money on the ground. can have two or three hundred catties, Wen Fei is already very satisfied.