Chapter 51: Fame overnight

Clang!

Wang, who returned to the yard, recalled the anger he had just been pressed by the boy step by step, and immediately smashed the porcelain bowl in his hand to the ground.

The maid who was serving next to her was shocked, and quickly bowed and packed up.

Disgusted, he glanced at the maid beside him, and Wang shouted sharply: "Get out!"

"yes--"

"It's really a rebellion. Where can this kid get the ability to kill Liu Cheng!" Wang's hand pressed hard on the table, and his heart felt like he was stuck in millions of wheat wands: "The teeth are sharp and sharp, and there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority! Even my personal bodyguard dares to kill--"

After venting, Wang sat down a little tired.

"I just said righteously, but I really lived up to the title of "child prodigy" in the countryside! No wonder the prince of the Changsun family was scolded by him as "no different from a beast" and could not fight back verbally - he was young, but he had such a scheming. I thought I would just take him back home, but I would be a little noisy. Unexpectedly, he simply pushed my Pei Mansion to Fengjianlang."

Thinking back on all the things before Pei Donglai, Wang suddenly became angry.

Originally, I wanted to control it firmly in my palms and use him to deal with that bitch Lin Xianer. Unexpectedly, I lost the handle in his hands!

It would be fine if the old lady knew about it, but if it spread it...

However, according to his nature, this matter is intended to be taken as a means of being prepared to be on guard against oneself.

"No, I have to go back. If Liu Chengzhen is the evil sect of Fangwai, I'm afraid this matter is not that simple."

—

Due to the dispute between playboys, the dilapidated streets have been redecorated on both sides. The lost shops have received generous rewards.

Hawking and bargaining, shops on both sides are crowded, and the streets are still full of traffic.

There are even more people inside and outside the Zuixian Tower.

The two gangsters had a dispute, and Pei Donglai defeated Changsun's prince. In their ears, such news was far less shocking than the song "About Wine" from Zuixianlou!

Only in its prosperous era can we achieve such literary style.

"Man, have those people upstairs not finished eating yet?"

"It's soon, it's soon. Just wait a little longer."

The guys at Zuixianlou were all busy and sweating. Since the young marquis of Yanyun Hou Mansion wrote a poem on the wall yesterday, the passenger flow has been coming and going. Many people even went to the attic and didn't want to come down again. They were addicted to the fairy wind of poetry and prose, and were amazed at the gems of every word!

………

"Several customers, the shop is full. But if you are patient, you might as well stroll around first, and there will be spaces soon..."

The sharp-eyed waiter saw several luxuriously dressed guests, but he could not help but stop him.

"You know my master is—"

"Gu Qing, don't be unreasonable. Since the guests are full, we might as well wait! As the saying goes, come first and then arrive, you should not lose your etiquette."

"yes!"

Upon hearing this, the waiter quickly smiled at the two old men behind him and thanked him.

Behind the servant, the two old men looked at each other and smiled.

He welcomed guests from all directions, and had never seen anyone. These two old men obviously had extraordinary identities!

A strong demeanor and cultivation should be a great scholar if he is not an official.

—

He accompanied the horses to parade again, Liu Fushui was a little surprised.

After yesterday, Liu Fushui was praised a lot by everyone. He said that he had followed Wenqu’s young master and would definitely be developed in the future!

These people have never seen the young master’s demeanor when he was full of energy!

Holding the reins, Liu Fushui felt more and more comfortable.

"Ashui, why are you happy there? Could it be that you have picked up gold?"

"Ah--No, no."

Although the young master smiled calmly, Liu Fushui dared not act rashly. He had seen the young master's methods yesterday. Not to mention that the sons of the princes were scolded by him, even the prince of the Changsun family was almost killed by him.

Pei Donglai patted Sulong's neck intimately and said to himself: "It is not a delusion to be a human being. It is true that I like smart people, but how should I use some thoughts? Don't I just say it?"

"Little understand!"

When Liu Fushui heard this, he was shocked.

Pei Donglai immediately smiled. Smart people don’t need too many words. If this young man cultivates it well in the future, it will be a helping force: “Do you know Mr. Li’s residence?”

"I don't know...but Mr. Li is so famous that he can ask on the way."

"Okay, then let's go! Stop by the way to buy some jars of fine wine for Mr. Li--"

………

"Do you know? Yesterday, the little marquis of Pei's mansion wrote a poem, which caused changes in the world. Even the ministers in white clothes praised him: the poems overpower Daolin Gong!"

"You don't understand! Later, this little marquis almost killed the prince of the Changsun family! Tsk tsk, that's a good match for both civil and military."

"Hiss! No, right? The prince of the company chief Sun's family dares to kill?"

"I said, what's the son of Yan Yunhou, what's the point of not daring? Those playboys should have been dealt with long ago!"

"Hehe, according to me, this little marquis is afraid that he will be miserable! Is the Changsun family so easy to mess with? Moreover, the Yanyun Marquis himself wants to get close to the aristocratic family, but his son has messed with the largest aristocratic family-"

………

I passed some teahouses and wine shops along the way, and there were noisy inside.

"Ha--there are people who say it all the time. But that's fine, this is exactly what I want!"

Liu Fushui inquired along the way and took Pei Donglai to the edge of Dongdu. Most of the people living here were from poor backgrounds. In any case of natural disasters, many refugees from other places would choose to live here-

The walls are decaying, the tiles are rotten, the wooden doors are old and old. The walls are covered with weeds, and occasionally a few thin wild dogs wander by.

Li Mu, a disciple of the Taixue Palace and the white-clothed prime minister, lives in such a place?

"Ashui, call me."

"Cruff-"

The dilapidated wooden door opened in response to the sound.

"Haha, my friend is really a believer. I made an appointment yesterday and I will come here in person today!"

She still had white linen and white clothes and flat black cloth shoes, but she couldn't cover Li Mu's demeanor. She still had confidence in her eyes, and she didn't say anything about the simplicity of living.

"Mr. I want to visit you earlier." As he said that, Pei Donglai took the fine wine from Liu Fushui's hand: "Today, I will be drunk with you."

"Ashui, go buy some wild game again."

Pei Donglai immediately walked side by side with Li Mu, without frowning at all because of the shabby room. Instead, he looked happy and moved chairs and stools with Li Mu...

"You should also have friends who drink the wine together to know its taste. Since you came to Dongdu, Brother Daolin has been considered one. You can also be considered one!"

Pei Donglai followed him and raised his glass to drink together: "Whether you are a confidant or a drunkard, Donglai is in doubt and can't figure it out, so I come and ask the sir!"

"oh?"

With a raised eyebrows, Pei Donglai said in a deep voice: "I wonder if there are people who have rebeled from the Tai Academy?"
Chapter completed!