That is to say, Jincheng has always been a prosperous place, and now it is the most prosperous place for the Han Dynasty. In addition, everyone has finally had enough to eat in the past year, so the people who can wear clothes and go out to watch the excitement in winter are still
There are some.
After all, this is a rare opportunity to see the Emperor of Han and the Prime Minister of Han.
But what if you try somewhere else?
In this kind of weather, it is still a question of how many people are willing to come out. They are all hiding at home for the winter. Who cares if you are the king of heaven and I come out to parade?
Otherwise, would it be possible for me to come out naked to see you?
Meng Huo listened to the loud shouts of the people and soldiers around him, and felt an incomprehensible panic in his heart.
He had also been cheered by people in Nanzhong, but he had never seen so many people shouting the same name so enthusiastically at the same time.
"It's not unfair...it's not unfair to lose..."
Meng Huo looked pale, looked around, and muttered to himself nervously.
He suddenly felt that it was really ridiculous for him to want to separate Nanzhong to imitate Zhao Tuo.
There were only one or two thousand barbarian kings and Yishuai in Nanzhong. How could they all shout the same name in the same language at the same time like the Han people?
"Ada, what are you talking about?"
Hua Wan, who was also pale, was a little afraid of getting close to Meng Huo, so she helped Meng Huo, who almost fell, and asked tremblingly.
"nothing."
Meng Huo shook his head and sighed, "That's it, that's it."
On the other hand, Mrs. Zhu Rong understood her husband's intentions and nodded, "If we lose, we lose. We won't lose unfairly. We can spend the rest of our lives in Jincheng with peace of mind."
"That's fine..."
When the barbarian kings and marshals followed the Emperor of Han's carriage into the city, Hua Wan specifically turned back to take a look at the noble disciples who were still standing on both sides with their heads held high, wearing brocade robes and down jackets.
A thought suddenly came to my mind: The Han family is indeed better looking.
Of course, she would never have thought that after everyone entered the city, Feng Tubao took Li Yi and Yang Wanwan to the end, stopped between them, and said with a smile, "Okay, everyone is here."
You've already entered the city, why are you still acting like this?"
Then all the distinguished disciples burst into laughter, and suddenly their original appearance was gone.
They all dispersed and smiled. While wiping their noses, they all stepped forward to say hello to Feng Yong, "Brother, long time no see. You really want to make me wait!"
"Haha, I want to hurt you brothers too!"
Guan Ji was concerned about Guan Xing's health, so she returned home early.
As for Huang Ji and Amei, they naturally left the official road halfway to Fengzhuang.
Zhao Guang and Wang Xun have military positions and have made meritorious deeds, so they will follow them to a merit banquet.
The remaining three people, Feng Yong, Li Yi, and Yang Wan Wan, although they also made meritorious services, were not officially serving in the Southern Expedition Army, but they were not eligible to receive the merit banquet.
"It's a pity that my brother has made such a great contribution..."
At the moment, some people felt a little pity.
"What's such a pity? The Prime Minister is fair in dealing with things, so naturally he will not miss out on the benefits of his brother."
Deng Liang, one of the leaders of the Jincheng Xinghan Association, retorted.
"Weizhe is right."
Feng Yong said with a smile, "It's just a merit banquet. Whether you eat it or not is the same thing. Besides, do we still need to use things like a merit banquet to put money on our faces?"
As he said that, he tugged on the brocade down jacket he was wearing, "After what happened today, this piece of clothing has become famous. From now on, we will just wait and count the money."
"Yes, yes, yes! My brother is famous. Who among the great Han people knows it now? This merit banquet is the same whether you eat it or not."
Mi Zhao also echoed, "Besides, brother can't eat the merit banquet. Haven't I prepared a reception banquet for him? Brother, let's go into the city too?"
"Okay, lead the way!"
Feng Yong was full of enthusiasm and pointed at the city gate in front of him.
"Got the order!"
All the distinguished disciples cheered and surrounded Feng Yong and the three of them and headed towards the city.
"Yuyao Pavilion?"
Feng Yong was crowded to a loft in the city. He looked up at the name and said with a smile, "This is a very elegant name."
I saw that the name of this loft is elegant, and even the architectural style of the loft has a unique flavor.
"How is it not elegant? This attic is borrowed from my brother's article!"
Mi Zhao smiled at the side and explained, "Brother, please look at both sides of this attic. They also imitated the warehouse door of our Dongfeng Express and hung two verses of my brother's poems."
"Oh, let me see."
Although Feng Yong could understand the traditional version of the official script, it was still a little difficult for him to read word for word: "The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, and the spring breeze is blowing on the threshold, and the dew is rich?"
"Yes! Brother, look at it again. Does the word "Yu Yao" come from the words "If we hadn't met at the top of the jade mountain, we would have met at the Yaotai under the moon"? When combined, isn't it exactly what my brother said?
Is it peaceful and happy for the first time?"
"I just realized it when you said that."
Feng Yong smiled and said, "The owner of this attic is quite a coincidence."
"That's not all!"
Mi Zhao seemed to be addicted, with a slightly lewd smile on his handsome face that was inconsistent with his usual temperament.
"The little lady Yun Yirong inside, even her name was taken from her brother's poem, she is a stunning beauty. This attic has been booked by the brothers in today's meeting, and no one else will be entertained, only those in the meeting
Brothers."
"When the time comes, brother can ask Miss Yun Yirong to come over and sing and dance for brother's entertainment..."
Before he finished speaking, all the distinguished disciples smiled knowingly.
"This is... a female concubine?"
Feng Yong's face froze.
"Yes, it is the Nvlu. To be honest with my brother, although this Nvlu was newly opened this year, it is now considered to be one of the best in Jincheng! It is most suitable to use it to catch up with the brothers...
"
Isn’t this the whole point of everyone going to the big health care together?
But it may be a bit more upscale than DHC. After all, a brothel is not a simple brothel.
So, this is considered a high-end club?
"Do you come here often?"
Feng Yong's face darkened and he looked around at everyone.
"Brother, what are you talking about?"
Mi Zhao was talking when he suddenly saw Feng Yong's face darken and couldn't help but shuddered, "These days, everyone's expenses have been spent on buying black beans. How can you have the money to come here? This place is famous for selling gold.
Where’s the cave!”
"Everyone saved money together today, so that we can book this place..."
Mi Zhao didn't know why, but the more he spoke, the more guilty he felt, and his voice gradually became lower.
After Feng Yong established the Xinghan Hui, although he went to Nanzhong without staying in Jincheng too much, everyone in the Xinghan Hui first took credit for the Nanzheng, and then the establishment of Dongfeng Express was obviously given to everyone by the president.
Welfare.
Today I let everyone show off in front of His Majesty and the Prime Minister.
Not to mention how much money will be made from this brocade down jacket, and how many benefits my brother has on hand...
Anyway, I heard from unknown people that my brother gained a lot from this trip to Nanzhong.
Therefore, the brothers of the Xinghan Society were willing to call him "brother". At the same time, the more things they knew, the more they were in awe of their brother.
When my brother sent a message saying that he planned to let the Emperor of Han personally do the promotion of this down jacket, I don't know how many Xinghan brothers were shocked.
My brother’s connections are much deeper and wider than most people!
Now when they saw Feng Yong's expression was wrong, everyone immediately stopped talking.
Just at this moment, an elegant and charming woman walked out of the attic, bowed to Feng Yong, and said softly, "Feng Langjun has arrived in front of the door, why are you standing here without entering the pavilion?"
"you know me?"
Feng Yong asked.
"Although I have never seen him before, I have heard about his name for a long time."
The woman smiled tenderly.
The gloom on Feng Yong's face disappeared, Zhan Yan smiled and nodded, "It's okay if you don't know him, otherwise it won't be easy for me to start if you are too familiar with him."
After saying that, he ordered Mi Zhao next to him, "Hong Liang, take someone up and remove the sign and door of this attic."
As soon as these words came out, everyone present immediately thought they had heard wrongly.
"Brother...brother...what did you say?"
Mi Zhao asked with a chuckle.
With a cold look in his eyes, Feng Yong glanced at Mi Zhao and repeated, "I told you to take people up and remove the signs and doors from the attic."
The words were spoken very clearly and everyone heard them clearly.
When the madam heard this, he realized that Feng Langjun had booked the place and was not here to have fun, but to destroy the place?
Then there was a scream: "How dare you, Feng Langjun? Do you know who the person above me is?"
"Are you talking about the one sleeping on top of you, or the one on top of you?"
Feng Yong had a sneer on his face, but he didn't want to say another word to her.
Then he turned to Mi Zhao and said, "It seems that Hongliang's family has a strict family tradition, so he and I are not the same family after all."
Then he asked Deng Liang, "Weizhe, do you dare?"
Deng Liang laughed loudly, rolled up his sleeves, waved his hand and said, "Come, follow me!"
At that moment, several people came out of the crowd.
Mi Zhao gritted his teeth and took the lead, saying loudly, "Brother, why do you look down on me so much?"
Immediately, he pushed aside the old bustard who was blocking the way. He was the first one to draw out his long sword and slashed directly at the poems on both sides.
"good!"
All the distinguished sons are in their late teens or early twenties, and they are prone to getting hot-blooded. Now that someone is the first to take action, and even if someone blames someone for this matter, the elder brother will be the first to hit the tank. What are you afraid of?
At that moment, everyone stepped forward, kicked down the door, and happily removed the plaque, immediately turning the elegant attic into a chaotic place.
"Come here, come here! Are everyone inside dead? Come out quickly, someone is making trouble!"
The madam was so frightened that she screamed.
"Who dares to make trouble in Yuyao Pavilion?"
The Nvlu nursing home ran out one after another. Before the leader could understand what was going on, he was hit by Yang Wanwan with a fist. His nosebleed spurted far away, and he fell to the ground at the same time.
Feng Yong was heard shouting loudly: "If anyone dares to resist, he will be killed directly! If you rebel against these slaves, I will take care of you!"
"promise!"
Everyone agreed one after another.
There was only a "bang" sound, and the gate made of fine mahogany was finally torn down to the ground by everyone's combined efforts. A large amount of dust was kicked up, and even the sign was chopped into pieces.
Horrible.
There are even people who are eager to try the inside of the attic.
Facing these second-generation officials who were as excited as lunatics, the attic nurseryman saw that many of them even drew their swords directly, and they really didn't dare to reach out to stop them at the moment.
It would be fine if one or two people came to make trouble. With the help of the people behind them, they dared to subdue the troublemakers.
But the people in front of them were not only more numerous than them, but it was obvious that none of them had a small background. This was no longer the scope of the trouble. It was simply a fight between gods. If he had stepped forward, his death would have been in vain.
Unless the person behind it can appear in front of them and give direct orders.
Instead, the madam shouted to Feng Lang, "Feng Langjun, I, Yuyao Pavilion, have never offended you, have I? Even if there is right and wrong, we must make it clear, right?"
Feng Yong watched with satisfaction as everyone in the Xinghan Association was doing things crazily, and then he replied slowly and calmly, "Have you used my poems and asked me for my opinion?"
When the madam heard this, she almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
When other people get a good article, they all want it to be known to the whole world and recited by the whole world. You idiot, you are actually doing the opposite and not following the routine?
"This Qing Ping Le song is a gift from me to the young lady of the Zhang family. It is not for you to use it in this kind of place."
As soon as Feng Yong said this, everyone in the Xinghan Association finally came to their senses: It seems that his brother and the Zhang family's young lady really have an ulterior secret!
Exciting, so exciting!
On this trip, I not only made a splash in front of the emperor and the prime minister, but also caused trouble. Finally, I heard my brother personally admit what happened to him and the young lady of the Zhang family. It was worth spending a whole day freezing in this cold weather.
It’s worth it.
As for how it should end after the trouble - anyway, you have your brother taking care of it, so what are you afraid of?
"Go, bring that Yun Yirong here, let me see how pretty she is, and how dare she use my poem as her name."
Someone had already rushed in uncontrollably, and after a while, a young lady was brought directly to Feng Yong.
The people who entered laughed dryly and followed behind, rubbing their hands, "Brother, this little lady Yun is really not bad."
Feng Yongding took a quick look and saw that this woman was extremely beautiful. In addition, she was frightened and had a look of panic on her face, which made her feel pitiful and pitiful.
Feng Yong clasped his hands behind his back and walked around the little lady, "Tsk tsk" twice, "I feel pity for her, but she is quite pretty."
The madam plucked up her courage, came over tremblingly, and said, "Feng Langjun, she did not choose the name Lady Yun herself. I hope you will show mercy."
"Am I the kind of person who doesn't know right from wrong?"
Feng Yong glanced at the madam and said unceremoniously.
Do you feel that you are very right and wrong now?
The madam cursed in her heart.
"Besides, I don't like women who serve too many people. It's just that this name can't be used in the future, otherwise..."
Feng Yong said, and glanced at the people who were eager to try. His meaning was self-evident.
"I understand, I will tell my boss this."
The madam nodded repeatedly.
"Don't scare me with your boss. I, Feng Yong, really don't like anyone who does business with a woman."
Feng Yong waved his hand and said to everyone, "We can't finish the banquet here. If you don't mind, come to my village to eat and be satisfied!"
"Okay, my brother and the others have already heard about the food at Zhuangzi!"
Everyone echoed loudly.
Then he hugged Feng Yong and others and headed directly to Zhuangzi outside the city.
When Jincheng Ling Lu Yi received the report from Yuyao Pavilion and took his people to investigate, he only saw a mess at the gate of Yuyao Pavilion.
He gasped for air, gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you sure Feng Langjun did this?"
"I can't fault Magistrate Lu. The only one who can make so many noble sons call him brother in Jincheng is Feng Langjun. Moreover, he himself admitted it personally and said that if anyone wants to find him, he should go outside the city.
Fengzhuang."
The madam of Yuyao Pavilion burst into tears. Are all the people who smash people's house signs so arrogant these days?
"Did you have any conflict, or the lady in the pavilion didn't serve a good family well? Huh?"
As Lu Yi spoke, he raised his chin again and gestured to the pitiful little lady Yun Yirong.
Feng Langjun, that’s Feng Langjun!
Lu Yi really didn't want to take this case.
As the magistrate of Jincheng County, how could he not know how complicated the relationship behind Feng Mingwen was? Not only that, but he also knew some inside stories that ordinary people didn't know.
Besides, I haven't heard that Feng Langjun has any bad habits, such as being domineering and bullying the people - of course, let's not mention the fact that he likes betrothed girls.
Why did he do something like this on the first day he came back from Nanzhong? Therefore, it must be that the lady in your cabinet did not serve others well, and this made them unhappy, right?
When the madam heard this, he immediately called out to Chong Tianqu, "Lv Mingting, you have wronged us. That Feng Langjun didn't even enter the attic door, so he just asked those people to smash the sign."
"He also said that the poems used in the attic were smashed without his consent, and even the name of the lady in the attic had to be changed."
"hiss!"
Lu Yi took another breath of air, so domineering?
"Why?"
"He said that the poem was written for the Zhang family's young lady, and others are not allowed to use it at will..."
Um?
Um!!
Lu Yi's eyes suddenly widened.
This news seems a bit exciting, right?
Then I remembered the rumor that Feng Langjun was planning to propose marriage to the Guan family.
Lu Yi suddenly shuddered again, it was so exciting, it was really so exciting!
"So, you have still offended others, haven't you?"
ah?
The madam was immediately dumbfounded.
I just listened to Lu Yiyi's stern words, "This matter is a bit complicated. I will investigate it carefully when I go back and then deal with it. I will give you an explanation in due course."
With that said, he hurried away with the people.
The financial backer behind Yuyao Pavilion was not an ordinary person. Coupled with the participation of many distinguished disciples and the involvement of the young lady of Zhang Junhou's family, Lu Yi vaguely felt that this matter was not simple.
This is no longer a problem he can solve.
Today is the first day of the Prime Minister's return. Now the Prime Minister is celebrating with His Majesty in the palace. How can he find a way to report to the palace?
But the case had to be handled, so he could only delay it for a day. At the same time, in order to avoid confirming the truth, he also asked someone to go to Fengzhuang outside Jincheng to inform Feng Yong that because he was involved in a case, he was not allowed to mess around at will.