After leaving Mr. Zhang's pergola, the summer night was still hot, Zhang Liantang took out a folding fan and opened it and shook it.
"Because Lord Mansion Master went to see it." He said, "Everyone thinks you should meet his preference?"
Zhang Shuangtong shook her sleeves, put on her figure, and said in a playful voice: "If Master Mansion really has something to do, how could he endure it for three years? No, it's clearly on a whim."
Zhang Liantang nodded and said, "No matter whether the Mansion Master is interested or on a whim, it is because he came to visit Cuju, and our family members went to accompany us. It was the first time we saw Cuju, so we saw that it was good?"
As a matter of fact, my family used to think that this was a child's play, and at most it was used as a means of making relationships and having sex. As for the rest, I didn't consider it. I watched it carefully for the first time today, and I saw from the Cuju competition that they had rules and showed that this Cuju club can also show exercise control and see the world in small things.
Zhang Shuangtong raised her sleeves and wiped her sweat exaggeratedly, "Then, it's fortunate that we won that we have this praise. If we lose, we will be scolded again. Not to mention asking our uncle to give him money to spend whatever he wants, Changle Society will be disbanded."
Zhang Liantang said: "I think this is what Wulingshe wishes."
Otherwise, why did Wulingshe, which was already the leading-edge, use the fierce means in the army, not only to beat them, but also to knock them down, so that they will lose their morale from then on.
Zhang Shuangtong slammed her chest and said, "It's so dangerous." He exclaimed again and thought of something and stopped.
"Wouldn't it be thanks to Xue Qing if you want to say that?" he said.
This Cuju competition was a fierce learnt by Wulingshe and bad means to disrupt their arrangements. Fortunately, Xue Qing stood up and went on stage, not only preventing Wulingshe's methods, but also using his own ways to cure him. Wulingshe's momentum was greatly reduced, and Changle Society was able to win.
Zhang Liantang shook his fan and nodded again, "That's right, I want to thank him." He paused again, "Of course I have to thank me even more, it's my keen eye."
Zhang Shuangtong laughed and said, "It's good to have money, and it's convenient to have money. At least you can make up for Yuannan and Daiyue, so that you won't be able to get the shabby Cuju people together."
Yes, no matter what, the winning lottery tickets in this Cuju match were really surprising. Zhang Liantang shook his fan and thought, "A few muffled thunder rolled in the night sky, and I think there would be a heavy rain in the middle of the night."
"Happy." He shook the fan and said loudly.
As the thunder rolled past, the night city of Chang'an became a little turbulent. I was worried about the dragon boat race tomorrow, busy collecting my clothes, and urging my servants to check the drain, and the summer night became even hotter.
The house on Wangxianqiao was also noisy. Liu Chunyang, who was wearing a jade-colored hair and was scattered with hair just after taking a shower, became even more irritable. He waved the fan hard a few times and threw it out in anger.
"He comes, he says.
Then a maid hurriedly stepped forward and called out the young master.
Liu Chunyang said: "Where is the lychee paste I want?"
The maid bowed and said, "I'll go and urge me." He turned around and ran away, but was still one step late. Liu Chunyang kicked her buttocks. The maid stumbled on the ground with a roar, but she didn't dare to stop and get up and run. Liu Chunyang's scolding came from behind.
"I haven't gotten better after half a day, but I'm still alive. Am I dead?"
The maid ran into a hurry before she ran into a servant who was coming in a hurry, and both sides shouted.
"Get out of here and don't block my way." They said in unison, and they were about to step and collided again.
"Young master wants ointment, but it will die if it is too late." The maid stamped her feet.
"If the old man wants to see the young master, he will die if he is too late." The servant even stamped his feet.
Old Master Liu... The maid immediately stood there and didn't dare to move. The servant ran past him and called Young Master Chunyang. After a mess of war, Liu Chunyang, who had tied his hair and tied his belt, came to the outside of Old Master Liu's house.
Outside the yard, there are two tall white-skinned pine trees, with silver-white trunks and thick crowns as thick as clouds. These two trees are said to be planted by Emperor Gaoyang in the Wude period of the Tang Dynasty and given to the Liu family for three hundred years... This means that their Liu family has been prosperous for hundreds of years, and has passed on the literary tradition and established a wealthy merchant. It is the famous Chang'an Liu in Guanzhong.
The courtyard where Mr. Liu lives is located, with high-level bluestones and a grand hall. It is brightly lit at this time, and the laughter and noise inside are accompanied by cheers.
Unlike other people's hobbies of chanting poetry and listening to operas, Mr. Liu likes sumo wrestling. The Liu family raises sumo wrestlers, and the sumo wrestling platform is built in Mr. Liu's yard.
At this time, Old Master Liu must be in high interest to watch and have fun with his younger friends.
I don’t know what to ask him to do, but Liu Chunyang hesitated outside the door. The Liu family has a large family and a large population, so he is not very favored by the old man. I called him alone today, and Liu Chunyang probably knows why.
The Cuju competition lost.
Wuling Club has been very glorious for so many years, but in the eyes of Mr. Liu, there is nothing special about it. He doesn’t care about daily life. As long as money and goods are needed... For Mr. Liu, this is a trivial matter that you don’t need to care about.
Today, Lord Fu Zun was present to watch it himself. Uncle San was accompanying him after hearing the news. Because what happened to Fu Zun must have been reported to the old man in detail... He lost at such an important moment.
Liu Chunyang couldn't help but kick the ground, and bluestone was laid on the ground, not to mention the gravel and even dust were missing.
"Young Master Chunyang, come in quickly." The servant in front of the door said.
Old Master Liu is not a good temper. Liu Chunyang dared not delay entering the door anymore. The sumo wrestling platform was full of people. Old Master Liu weaving a golden robe and playing with a string of southern beads in his hand. His long beards and white hair, red face, magnificent, and very eye-catching.
Liu Chunyang walked over and stood behind Old Master Liu and did not dare to disturb him. He looked at the two female sumo wrestlers with naked upper bodies and only wearing crotch cloth on the stage and were fighting. The brightly dressed men around him rolled up their sleeves and applauded the female sumo wrestlers they liked.
After a while, the female sumo wrestler called the Skylark won, jumped happily on the stage, and the scenery on her chest was unlimited.
Old Master Liu laughed and said, "Reward." He threw the southern bead string in his hand, and then countless money strings were smashed over from the scene, falling on Yunqi'er like rain and laughed.
Liu Chunyang could see it with his almond eyes, and suddenly felt the people in front of him turn.
Old Master Liu turned his head to look at him and said, "It's done well."
Yi? Liu Chunyang was stunned for a moment and didn't react.
Old Master Liu patted the handrail and smiled: "It was inevitable that he would win, but he lost. How do you feel?"
Liu Chunyang lowered his head and said, "The grandson is ashamed, please punish him."
Old Master Liu shook his head and said, "What's the best punishment for having fun? Don't ruin Yaxing." He said and laughed, looking at Liu Chunyang, "You did a good job and admitted defeat."
Yi? Liu Chunyang was even more puzzled. It’s better to admit defeat?
Old Master Liu said: "You lost today. We met in the narrow road in Green Building but didn't fight. You dealt well. It's nothing strange for you to win in Cuju. If you win, you played well, but it's natural."
The best Cuju training is the best food and drink. It is not surprising that such a Wulingshe wins. Liu Chunyang bows his head and becomes even more ashamed, but he loses.
Old Master Liu reached out and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "You have good qualifications, but you need to be tempered. This time you are good. If you lose, you will accept it. You are generous and decent, so that you can show your character as a child of the Liu family. Go, have fun, remember, playing can also bring you control over things."
After saying that, he turned around and signaled to the stage. Suddenly, there was a drum sound, and two naked female sumo wrestlers came on stage, and the noise rose again.
Liu Chunyang walked out of his grandfather's house with deep and shallow kicks. He stood outside the door and heard the cheers inside and didn't even come back to his senses. He raised his hand and grabbed his head, then looked at his shoulder.
Very good? Deal properly? Good qualifications?
Liu Chunyang grabbed the servant beside him and said, "Grandfather has just praised me."
The servant laughed and said, "Yes, the old man has just praised you, Young Master Chunyang." Before he finished speaking, he jumped up. It turned out that Liu Chunyang twisted him.
Liu Chunyang looked at the servant and grinned, saying, "It's not a dream."
The servant was amused and laughed: "Young Master Chunyang, don't you praise me?"
The Liu family's children are romantic and even if they fight, they still want to praise them. Of course, Liu Chunyang thinks he is a compliment, but now he has lost. He has won so long and so many times, but his grandfather didn't even look at them. Now that he loses, he calls for praises. He really can't figure it out.
The servant was afraid that he would be pinched again, so he stood a few steps: "The old man said it was Mr. Chunyang, you handled it properly and didn't fight. After all, Lord Mansion Master watched the Cuju competition, and then the fight would not look good in his face."
Is this the case? But he originally wanted to fight. If Xue Qing had not stood up and said something about Cuju, he would have solved it on the Cuju field.
Chapter completed!