Speaking of which, Tang and Liu were also well-known yamen, and they were persons of high status. They should not fight each other if they disagreed.
But in these years, due to the stagnation of economic development, the power of the Yameni has not been so closely integrated with the officialdom along the lines of economic operation. As a result, the Yameni at this time is far from the nobility of later generations, and every city government is extremely
Deeply, just like a high-ranking official, even if he fights, he is mostly hiding things behind his sleeves and making secret arrows.
In these days, the battles within the yamen are still based on the seniority and energy of the fathers, and the circles are drawn. The conflicts between the two sides mostly rely on the momentum, background, and even the comprehensive strength of the force to determine the outcome and the winner.
Therefore, it is not surprising that Liu and Huang frequently cursed, quarreled, and even exchanged fists and kicks.
However, he said that this time, Tang Shaofang led his troops and had a fight with Mr. Liu. The white-faced fat man folded his folding fan and placed it across Mr. Tang's chest, "Xiao Si'er, what age has it been, are you still fighting? Are you making a fuss?
Laughing? Isn’t it just about pulling out the sword? If you can pull out the sword once, you can pull it out twice. You made people laugh when you made a fuss. Move back. Let me go and see what kind of woman lets the sword out.
Ming was taken to heart."
As he spoke, he gently waved his folding fan and raised his eyes to sweep the faces of the four cheongsam girls in the field, "Oh, they are all of high quality. Cao Mazi can do it. How long has it been before that Jin Taichang has been tortured so much?"
We are about to catch up with the Red Star Teahouse. Si'er, which one is Mr. Ming's favorite? Isn't it the round face, white, plump and beautiful? It's really amazing!" With that, he folded his fan and pointed towards Ye Mo.
go.
Speaking of which, all of the twelve golden hairpins are extraordinary. Those who enter the winner's hall are the best among the best. Yan is thin and fat, and each is good at winning. Although Ye Mo has a round face, he is also beautiful, not inferior to Xia.
The eldest sister of the family, the fair-faced fat man prefers plump ones, and he values others by himself, so he naturally thinks that Ye Mo is the most beautiful among the four. Shi Jianming must also be attracted to him.
The fat man with a white face had just finished speaking. Director Wang hunched over, trotted over, and came up to the fat man with a fat face, his fat face almost laughed to death. "Hello, hello. It's not the round-faced one. It's the one with the round face.
The one with a round face and a pointed chin, can I take you there?
Director Wang was originally a pimp, and it was his duty to flatter horses. But he had a hard time, didn't get on any big ship, and even received a slap in the face. Just now, he was secretly worried about how to deal with the aftermath. At this moment, he was naturally waiting for the opportunity to increase his presence.
If he is willing to let it go, he is naughty and has good eyesight. He has already seen clearly that this fat man with a white face is definitely a big shot who can be compared with the young masters of the Xue family and the Shi family.
The white-faced fat man glanced at Director Wang and said, "You are very well-behaved." He put away the fan in his hand, pointed at the eldest sister of the Xia family in the distance, and said loudly, "That girl, I have the final say. From now on, besides the sword
Ming, no one is allowed to take pictures. If anyone has any opinions, please talk to me, Mr. Jiang." As he spoke, broad bean-sized eyes squinted at the woolen coat standing not far away, full of provocation.
"you!"
Just when Mr. Liu was about to scold him, the fat man snorted and said coldly, "What, do you, Mr. Liu, have any objections?"
Mr. Liu raised his eyebrows, but he did not dare to speak to the fat man with a white face. He turned to the woolen coat and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Yuan, do you want to do it?"
The woolen coat shrugged his shoulders, "What are you doing? Didn't you listen to what Fatty Renjiang said? Fighting and killing is a joke. How old are you? Can't you learn to be a civilized person?"
Mr. Liu frowned, "But..."
The woolen coat interrupted, "What's the point? What's the point? When some people talk, just treat it like farts. They sing, dance, and take pictures. These days, everyone is afraid of talking.
, and you’re just messing around!”
"That's right, haha, let's just follow Young Master Yuan's instructions!" Mr. Liu shouted, and the dark clouds swept away from his face.
"Xue Yuan!"
The fat man with a white face shouted loudly, his face was covered with dark clouds, and he stared at the woolen coat.
At this point, the identity of the woolen coat is already clear, it is Xue Yuan.
But it is said that the brothers Xue Yuan and Xue Yang are the sons of Xue Xiang's third uncle Xue Pingyuan. They have different temperaments. When the elder brother Xue Yang grew up, he gradually understood the truth and joined the work early. Xue Xiang had quite a relationship with him when he was an official in Mingzhu.
, at that time, Xue Yang had grown into a well-established young clerk.
Xue Yuan, under the pretense of going to Beijing to study, is actually yearning for the ridiculous life in the yamen of the capital. Earlier, this guy had hooked up with Xiao Yi to hang out in the yamen circles. After he made a name for himself, he learned to be a substitute.
To solve the problem, at that time, Shi Jianming and Shi Jianming also had a nasty fight. When the two sides were fighting for supremacy, Xue Laosan rushed over and frightened Shi Jianming into jumping out of the window and escaping. He and Xiaoyi were also ignored without saying a word.
Xue Laosan was so frightened.
Later, Xiao Yi settled down to study, but Xue Yuan's nature was hard to change, and he only lived in peace for a few days. After Xue Xiang left Beijing, the guy returned to his old tune.
In one or two years, Xue Yuan's yamen career has been smooth sailing, taking advantage of the Xue family's prestige and Xue Laosan's unique position in the yamen circle, and he is now a well-known figure in the yamen circle.
"What, Fatty Jiang, do you have any other advice?" Xue Yuan was determined not to be afraid and glanced at the white-faced fat man coldly.
"Excuse me, my surname is Xue. I've already seen you and I'm not happy about it. What the hell, you're pretending to be powerful. To tell you the truth, I have to destroy your arrogance today!"
As he spoke, the white-faced fat man waved his hand and pointed at the eldest sister of the Xia family, "Ma Jun, Cao Yong, you two, take that girl to a safe place. There will be blood here, so I don't want to scare her!"
The white-faced fat man obviously wanted to rob someone in front of him, but now it was time for a severe crackdown. Although he was bold and hidden here, he still had to pay attention to the impact, so he pretended to "take the eldest sister of the Xia family to a safe place."
"Fat Jiang, you are so brave!"
Xue Yuan also got really angry, picked up a chair and threw it at the fat man with a white face. Seeing that Fang was about to hit him, he stretched out a long leg out of thin air, swept the chair against the wall on one side, smashed it into pieces, and came out.
The one holding the leg was the stiff soldier who caught the tray earlier.
"Okay, Mr. Xue, you were the first to be unkind, so don't blame me for being unjust. Jian Ming, and all of you here can all testify that it was Xue Yuan who attacked me, Jiang Weijun, and I, Jiang,
It's just a self-defense counterattack. Even if word of what happened today is spread, it's not because I, Jiang Weijun, am unreasonable and I'm not afraid of some people using the big to bully the small!"
What's strange is that despite the arrogance shown by the white-faced fat man before, when someone smashed his chair, he didn't immediately go berserk, but instead uttered such a long sentence.
Originally, the eldest sister of the Xia family was so frightened when she saw the fat man with a white face commanding his men to snatch her away. Now, seeing the fat man with a white face and such an abnormal scene, she couldn't help but ask Ye Mo, who was staring at the scene intently, "Mozi, my surname is
Who are you talking to when Jiang is talking so verbosely? Could it be that when they fight, they also resort to some vitriol and fake jealousy, just like in ancient times, they would issue a warning before a war?"
Ye Mo rolled his eyes at the eldest sister of the Xia family and hummed, "What do you know? This white-faced fat man probably hates Young Master Yuan very much in his heart. He is holding back all his energy to look good to Young Master Yuan, but he is just afraid of Young Master Yuan's back.
That person, right now, I am just talking about this, hoping that his words will spread, and the person behind Young Master Yuan will listen and stop causing trouble for him!"
"Who is that person behind Young Master Yuan? Why is this man named Jiang so lawless and so fearful?" the eldest sister of the Xia family asked.
Ye Mo smiled softly and curled his lips and said, "The person named Jiang is nothing. He scolded Yuan Shaohu for pretending to be powerful, but he didn't know that he himself was the same. Compared with the person behind Yuan Shaohu, the person named Jiang is just a kid. Yu Zhen
Classmate, thank you for staying in Jintaichang. Don’t you know that the person behind Mr. Yuan is the collective idol in the hearts of these yamen. If not for the anger of Jiang, how could you still be so verbose?"
"You are talking about the famous Prince Xue of the Nine Cities!"
The person who spoke up was Director Wang, who spoke with wide eyes. Although he was not familiar with the new officials in Jin Taichang, he heard the reputation of the Xue family prince in Jin Taichang, which made his ears go numb.
"It's not who he is!"
However, while Ye Mo and the three of them were whispering here, the fight in the Yamen over there became more and more intense.
"Just practice if you want, Fatty Jiang, there's so much nonsense!"
Young Master Yuan didn't seem to care about Fatty Jiang at all.
"You said it, don't blame grandpa for being stupid!"
The white-faced fat man waved his folding fan vigorously and said, "Ma Jun, Cao Yong, teach the man named Xue how to behave. As long as you don't beat him to death, I will take care of you!"
"Wait!"
Shi Jianming, who had been watching with his arms folded, finally spoke up, "Weijun, don't look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face. Brother Xue has a good relationship with me. I have to sell him this face! Okay, that girl, I am
I've taken a fancy to it, but photographing the mother-in-law is just a matter of romantic and snowy nights. It doesn't have to turn into a robbery of the wife of the village, which will ruin the scenery. As for Liu Er, he must be taught a lesson, otherwise he really doesn't know how high the sky is!
"
What Shi Jianming said made even Jiang Weijun feel nauseated. "Brother Xue has a good relationship with you" is true. Who is Shi Jianming when people know you?
But when Shi Jianming said this, Jiang Weijun just walked down the slope. After all, Xue was no match for others. If he really fought hard and got over it, it might not end well.
"Okay, listen to the sound of the sword!" Jiang Weijun shrugged and said to Xue Yuan, "I gave the face to you, no, to Brother Xue. If you interfere with the following things, don't blame me for losing all face.
, I am taking someone with me today, Ma Jun will show off his skills to Young Master Yuan."
"yes!"
The soldier with the Chinese character face responded solemnly, took a sharp breath, gathered strength in his Dantian, shouted loudly, raised his right foot suddenly, and quickly dropped it with a loud bang. The marble floor tiles were dug in and collapsed by his stamp.
The broken stones bounced far away, occasionally hitting the glass window and making a bouncing sound.
After swiping, Xue Yuan's expression changed. He didn't expect that the other party was still hiding this hand. If he resisted forcefully, he might not be able to withstand it.
"Ma Jun, go and scratch Liu Er's ears so that you can remember them better!" (To be continued...)