The huge table was broken into two pieces and collapsed. After seeing the astonishingly glamorous girls from other places, the group of scholars specially slapped their swollen faces to pretend to be fat, and added a few more expensive dishes to the restaurant that they are usually not willing to pay for. After the dishes were split open with a knife, they all fell to the ground with a splash, and they were all wasted money. It's just that money is a small matter, but facing the clear blade is a big matter. A scholar with a red neck may have remembered the sage's teachings of swords and axes without losing his backbone. He was about to yell when he was slapped on the face by the blade. The helpless scholar immediately flew sideways, smashed the table next door, and swept the floor gracefully. Xu Fengnian turned around and said to Wei Shuyang Yuyouwei and his party: "I will let Shu Yu and Yuan Meng take you to the Lu Mansion first, I am going to Jiangxin County, tell my eldest sister, I will definitely come overnight."
Yuan Meng, who heard the movement, took ten Baima Yicong up the stairs, Xu Fengnian ordered a few tables with Xiudong knives, and said: "Yuan Meng, the guys at these tables are all drunk to their fullness, and they are divided into two batches. Let them take off their pants and feed each other. Whoever has the guts and refuses to do it will be smashed with a knife. The bones are really hard, and they will be hacked to death with a knife. Afterwards, the corpses will be dragged by horses and thrown to their door. Ten riders for you, if there are armored soldiers blocking the way in Yangchun City, you can handle it yourself. Can such a trivial matter be done properly?"
The captain of Fengziying grinned grimly: "If you can't do this well, Yuan Meng will cut off his head and use it as a urinal."
Xu Fengnian went downstairs alone, got on his horse again, and said to Ning Emei in a deep voice, "Leave fifty riders, and the rest of Fengziying will go to Jiangxin County with me."
His Royal Highness took the great halberd Ning Emei and galloped away. Feng Ziying came in mighty way, and left in mighty way. He regards the laws of the dynasty and the hundreds of soldiers in Yangchun City as nothing.
The second floor was deathly silent. The body of the Huting County scholar who was shot flying would occasionally twitch a few times, pulling the porcelain plate, and then making some creepy noises. Lieutenant Yuan Meng moved a chair and sat down with a big horse and golden sword, and asked a Qingqi to order the forty cavalry downstairs to be on standby to deal with the Yangchun City soldiers at any time, then stretched out two fingers, and the ten Qingqi upstairs lifted their sabers The handle smashed down on the heads of ten people from Huting County, and Yuan Meng burst out three words from between his teeth: You can't take it off. Who can bear this shame and humiliation? Although everyone was terrified and silent, there was still no response. Yuan Meng frowned, stood up, and seemed to dislike the guy who was beaten down by His Royal Highness as an eyesore, and pointed the Beiliang knife at the man's chest With just one poke, the knife was drawn very quickly, and a fountain of fresh blood immediately came out. Several scholars immediately rolled their eyes and fainted, and some of them collapsed on the chairs, with a stench from their crotches.
The old sword god got up helplessly, and went downstairs to continue drinking with his wine glasses. Several women naturally followed quickly, with different expressions. How sympathetic, this is due to the fact that although she is afraid of Xu Weixiong, she is not disgusted with Xu Zhihu. She was coerced to Beiliang Palace when she was young. Jiang Ni has always kept in mind the little maid who hugged her in her arms and said some heart-warming words. After leaving Beiliang, she was quite indignant when she heard some extremely unpleasant rumors about Xu Zhihu. Knowing that no matter how absurd the idiot son is in the north, there is no doubt about his affection for the two sisters, especially since the princess died young, the eldest daughter Xu Zhihu will inevitably have to bear a lot. Many years ago, she was not married to Jiangnan, and he did not go out. When traveling, she can always see the two siblings laughing and playing together. Why doesn't she wish to have such a sister in her heart
Yuan Meng asked where the guy whose heart was stabbed by him lived, and ordered his body to be tied up with ropes at will, and ten Qingqimen downstairs were dragged and thrown to the door of the house. There was a trail of blood left on the floor of the second floor. Yuan Menghu looked around, but he didn't see another guy with strong bones jumping out. Then he smiled and looked at the fifteen or six people at the three tables. Wipe it on the table, slowly wipe away the fresh blood that can no longer be fresh, and ask: "Don't do it yet? If I want to help me personally, I will cut off your mallet if you are not careful. Don't howl at that time." , Do you understand? Take off! Damn it’s unlucky, I really think I’m happy to see the earthworms in your crotch? The big gun under my crotch can knock your mother-in-law dizzy!”
There were sparse trousers taking off sounds from the second floor, which was quite different from the previous heroic scene where he pointed out the country with a loud voice.
Yuan Meng grabbed a piece of meat with his hand and threw it into his mouth. He said angrily in a rough voice, "I don't have to go to Jiangxin County with General Ning to have fun. I really want to stab you all to death!"
The speed at which the scholars took off their trousers immediately increased a lot.
Yuan Meng wiped his mouth, laughed, and said with a ferocious face: "Which bastard can't urinate later, he just stabbed him to death with a knife."
A few scholars who didn't drink much and didn't feel like urinating finally couldn't help crying.
Yuan Meng lost his sharp eyes, and several Qingqi all stabbed him through with a knife. Yuan Meng rolled his eyes and said: "I said don't howl, tomorrow you and your family will have a chance to howl. You guys, hurry up, you will be fine after urinating and drinking, don't delay me having fun with the soldiers in the city , it’s best to come up with two or three hundred numbers at once, and it’s considered a so-so hot hand.”
There are two masters and servants sitting in the corner near the window on the second floor. The master is young and romantic, holding an exquisite fan with a pattern of loquat and mountain bird painted on the fan, and gently shakes this elegant thing with sleeves, with a calm air and a very dusty appearance. The servant is a swordsman in green shirt, standing behind him, closing his eyes and resting his mind. Even if the master and servant saw these warriors drawing their swords to kill people, they did not take any action. The handsome young man ignored it, as if he was planning to have nothing to do with himself, and hung it up high. Standing up, revealing a touch of disdain, gently folded the fan with two fingers, ready to get up and leave this filthy place. When he got up, Yuan Meng, who had been paying attention to the movement of his master and servant, also got up, the young master guessed his intention, frowned slightly, and with a snap, he spread the fan skillfully with two fingers, and the fan was wide open, revealing the seals of well-known artists on it, he After making this small movement, the personal servant suddenly opened his eyes, all radiant.
The middle-aged swordsman in green shirt was about to make a move, his expression changed drastically, he grabbed his master's arm and rushed back, smashing the wooden wall from the second floor and falling on the street.
The young prince asked gloomyly: "Wang Meng, why is this?"
The swordsman said as if facing a formidable enemy: "Someone downstairs used chopsticks as a sword and threw it, and the sword intent reached the first-rank realm."
Being led by the swordsman a few times into the alley, the young master closed his fan gracefully again, patted the dust that didn't exist on his body, and said with a smile: "Little Yangchun City, there are such masters? No wonder the one with the double knives The guy dares to be so presumptuous. Wang Meng, how high is the master downstairs?"
The swordsman said with an ugly face: "Perhaps it is higher than the Vajra Realm, which already has some hints of mystery."
Only then did the young master's face turn serious, he snorted coldly, walked in the alley, hesitated for a moment, threw away the precious folding fan whose bones were carved from ivory and was worth at least a thousand taels of silver, and said: "Dirty my fan, this Accounts need to be calculated carefully. It doesn’t matter if you have a top grade expert to rely on, I don’t believe you can get out of this Yangzhou!”
Lu House.
Lu Xuanlang, the younger brother of Lu Daolin, the head of the Lu family, sat in the study with a gloomy expression. One maidservant was standing and rubbing her shoulders, while the other was kneeling and knocking on her legs. A pair of Bingdilian, who are 90% similar, the two sisters are already beautiful and charming alone, and they are even more attractive when they are together. Lu Xuanlang is a very well-known celebrity in Yangzhou. There are six members of the Lu family and his family. Compared with the other big families of the same family in Yangzhou, they are not too flourishing. The family can be said to have produced a large number of talents. When the first emperor was touring the south of the Yangtze River, he personally praised Lu's pearls and jades. A word from the king established Lu's leadership in Yangzhou.
The head of the family, Lu Daolin, is now the right sacrificial wine of the Guozijian in the capital city. Lu Xuanlang sits in Yangzhou, where the family roots are located. Back then, he fought against the Confucians in the White Horse Temple and convinced the sages. The debate on whether it is all history or not, the debate continued until midnight and midnight. The debater who faced Lu Xuanlang had not yet shown his reputation at that time. Looking at it now, it is simply terrifying, except for the nobleman who is now the son of the Imperial College Zuo Jijiu Huanshu, including Zhang Julu, the chief assistant of the dynasty! It can be seen that Lu Xuanlang was tall and tall in those days, but now that he is older, although he can no longer behave like a naked man drinking in a closed room, he is still praised by the Jiangnan Road as a semi-sage and scholar, but Lu Xuanlang is the most private. The first thing I hate in this life is marrying that widow, not to mention killing the son whom the family placed high hopes on, and bringing countless humiliations to the Lu family. In the letters of the elder brother of the family, there were quite resentful complaints, but the elder brother was stubborn and refused to drive the woman out of the Lu family.
The four major families in Yangzhou are now ranked in order of Jiang Xinyu, Bo Tuanyuan, Hutinglu, and Gumuxu. Originally, the strength of the Lu family ranked second, but it was precisely because of this that he was never regarded as a family. The profligacy of his daughter-in-law made Bo Tuo Yuan's reputation catch up.
This is great, the prince of Beiliang is coming to Yangzhou.
Along with Lu Xuanlang's resentment, mixed with bitterness that is difficult to understand and inconvenient to share with others, how could the wife of Liu Liting, a descendant of Jiangxin County, have the ability to alert the empress in the palace who wrote "The Female Ring"? The well-known arrangement originally meant to endure the pain and heal the wounds, drive the black sheep out of the family, and not allow her to make waves and ruin the reputation accumulated by the Lu family for dozens of generations, but how could he have expected it? Before the empress in the palace could exert any force, she received the shocking news that the empress was actually expelled to the Changchun Palace by His Majesty the emperor, and she was completely thrown into limbo!
Lu Xuanlang, who was holding a book of sages in his hand, smashed the book on the table, the sisters and maidservants trembled in fright, and couldn't help but increase the strength, which caused Lu Xuanlang, who was fond of cultivating sex and obedient stones when he was young, a burst of pain. This great Confucian has taken bait in the past, so far, not only in summer, but also in winter, he has to eat ice to dissipate his breath. Fortunately, compared with the other three big families, there are some talks about carbuncles, sores, and back ulcers after taking Wushisan. Famous ones are much better, but to Jiangnan Taoists, these are nothing. Lu Xuanlang suffered from the pain of loose clothes, so he could grit his teeth and bear it, but the lowly maidservants slapped him for improper service, and a palm print appeared on their smooth and tender cheeks, and Lu Xuanlang felt slightly relieved After getting better, she signaled a maidservant to take back the book, held it in her hand, and said coldly: "The censer, it's really the perfect way to say it!"
A cold snort came from the door of the room: "If I knew this earlier, why bother!"
The faces of the two maidservants were snow-white, which made the handprints redder.
Lu Xuanlang waved his hands irritably, and they quickly bowed their heads and left, not even daring to call out their honorifics, they just shut up and fled. Because the man never liked their talking, saying that it would pollute her ears.
Standing at the door was an old woman whose youth was long gone, with a gloomy and cold expression, and a face with no blessings at all, which made her look gloomy.
The old woman said angrily: "When I came here, I met that bitch, and he looked like me to greet you. You can only pick such a virtuous daughter-in-law, Lu Xuanlang! What a blessing!"
Lu Xuanlang said coldly: "The elder brother is the father, what can I do?"
The old woman sneered, her voice was like a ghost, "It's an understatement, I can't help it, my son was killed by your consciousness!"
Lu Xuanlang said angrily: "Quan'er is also my son!"
The old woman sneered and said: "Lu Xuanlang, you have several sons, but I only have one son, Quan'er!"
Lu Xuanlang said dejectedly, "I want to read a book."
The old woman stared at the man who was supposed to be a respectful guest, her face twisted, and she turned around and said, "Lu Xuanlang, don't forget who my father is. Back then, you didn't stop that widow with few bones Just enter the door, that's all, if you dare to let that little bastard surnamed Xu enter the house this time, I will never end with you!"
After waiting for her to leave, Lu Xuanlang tore a sage classic in half, and leaned against the chair panting.
The butler rushed over and knocked on the door in a panic, ignoring the usual etiquette. His lips were blue and white, and he bent over and whispered a shocking news that caused a sensation in the whole city.
After listening to this, Lu Xuanlang was uncertain, holding the chair tightly with ten fingers. This famous Jiangnan scholar who was once praised by his father for being calm in every major event showed a bit of panic, and murmured: "What should I do?"