Qiao's mind was not on the competition at all today. When he saw Hua Tiannu coming off the stage, he felt that those ten idiots should have come to their senses and quickly motioned to the boys to come forward and collect the tickets.
The boys hurried up, but as soon as these people set out, they were immediately grabbed by the surrounding guests, who kept voting for Ming Yuanyuan!
The flower girl does play the pipa well, but the dream price is still higher.
Qiao's forehead was filled with veins when he saw this section. Judging from the current situation, even if the flower girl performs at her best, she would still lose in a normal competition. Fortunately, this young master is far-sighted and has already prepared an extra two thousand votes.
The boys were walking around, constantly being pulled to vote for Ming Yuanyuan. Finally, they reached the top ten positions. Qiao Benjie was already cursing secretly in his heart. Fortunately, those ten idiots finally woke up.
, the first person picked up his jade ticket and prepared to vote.
Because these ten positions held too many votes, they had a special jade ticket in their hands with the word "hundred" engraved on it, one representing one hundred votes.
The first guy picked up one, hesitated for a moment, and then threw it.
But Qiao was stunned, because this guy didn't vote for a flower girl at all, he voted for Ming Yuanyuan! Each boy carried two boxes on his back, with a narrow opening and a lock underneath. One box was for a flower girl.
One is Ming Yuanyuan.
Qiao Benjie thought he had seen it wrong. After careful identification, the box was indeed written "Ming Yuanyuan".
He immediately flew into a rage. You idiot, you made the wrong shot. Have you not fully sobered up yet?
But then, he saw the subordinate stuffing the remaining seven jade tickets into Ming Yuanyuan's ticket box. Then he seemed to have been relieved of a heavy burden, completely relaxed, and began to watch without any distractions.
Sword dance!
Qiao Benjie is not a fool, he has already realized that something is wrong! He clenched his fists tightly, and the hatred in his heart soared: What is going on? Does this guy want to die? He dares to betray the Qiao family!
Until this moment, he thought it was a betrayal by that person, who might have betrayed the Qiao family for some benefit. Eight hundred votes, it might become the key to the outcome in the end!
However, when the second person came, he voted eight "one hundred" jade votes for Ming Yuanyuan without hesitation. Qiao Benjie felt as if he was struck by lightning and was completely stunned: Two people had betrayed the Qiao family.
?
Then came the third person, then the fourth person... Soon all ten people were gone, and a total of 8,000 votes were all cast for Ming Yuanyuan!
Qiao Benjie's whole body went cold at this moment. He lost... not only did he lose, but he also spent almost all the money he had earned before. Even if he could get back half of it, it would be a waste of money.
He, the dignified son of the Qiao family in Tianlong City, came forward to organize such a business, but in the end he only made three to four billion? He was afraid that after returning to Tianlong City, he would become the laughing stock of the dandies.
His status in the Qiao family will definitely be affected.
He stared at the ten people: How could this happen? It was impossible for ten people to betray the Qiao family at the same time. There must have been some changes that he didn't know about!
He suddenly looked at Song Zheng, who was sitting in a corner, watching the sword dance with great interest. It was him! It could only be him!
Just as Song Zheng expected, Qiao Benjie successfully transferred the hatred to him.
Until a few years later, people in Baizhan City still talked about this royal city parade. The arrogant Flower Goddess was defeated by Ming Yuanyuan in Baizhan City. Hundreds of thousands of people witnessed this with their own eyes inside and outside Wangchun Bar.
The grand occasion. The final battle, in which Ming Yuanyuan defeated Hua Tiannv with sword dance, was even more exciting...
After returning to the city at the end of the night, Qiu Changtian was a little distracted while driving the carriage. When he arrived at the city gate, he exhaled and became more open-minded. When he made such a choice, he had already foreseen today's situation. He grinned, Master
If you take action, there is really nothing you can't do.
Because of Bei Xiongwu's instructions, the city gates were not closed today and everyone entered the city smoothly. Ming Yuanyuan's motorcade followed them. When they arrived at Song Zheng's residence, Ming Yuanyuan asked others to return to Nanfang Tower. She still lived there.
In Song Zheng's courtyard.
Now that the royal tour is over, Song Zheng will have to deal with the wine business. By the time this matter is over, it should be enough for his reputation to spread throughout the world, and Tianhuo should know about it.
In fact, from now on, Song Zheng has been secretly on guard against possible sneak attacks from Skyfire.
When he was in the car, he had already asked Su Yunji again and learned about the details of the wine business.
When Song Zheng saw Ming Yuanyuan following him back, he didn't ask anything. He went back to sleep and let them resolve the matter between the two guys themselves.
When he was lying on the bed, he seemed to hear the old fat man exclaiming. He curled his lips, turned over and fell asleep. He secretly decided to tell the two of them tomorrow and pay attention to the impact in the future, so as not to let his precious children hear anything.
Sounds you shouldn't hear.
…
Early the next morning, Song Zheng was woken up by his daughter. Song Xiaotian woke him up because the Lord of the City had sent an invitation early in the morning, inviting him to attend a banquet at Tianshui Pavilion at noon. The invitation also stated,
Su Yunji, Xiao Qingcang and Yu Tengkong will all go, obviously to discuss the wine business.
The last medicinal meal at Tianshui Pavilion was deeply remembered by the two children, and Song Xiaotian was full of expectations.
Song Zheng shouted: "Huang Shan!"
It was Zhao Mang who came in: "Master."
Song Zheng was a little strange. Usually Huang Shan was waiting outside: "Where is Huang Shan?" Zhao Mang looked a little strange: "He went to bed late last night and hasn't gotten up yet. Do you want to find him? I asked them to get up."
Please greet me."
"Them?" Song Zheng was a little surprised and waved his hand: "No, you are the same. You go to Tianshui Pavilion and order some medicinal meals and ask them to make more. Make sure the young master and young lady are full."
"yes."
After Zhao Mang went out, there was no maid. Yun Qianqian knocked on the door consciously: "Master, do you still want breakfast? I asked Du Twelve to do it?"
"good."
During breakfast, there was an extra person on the table, following Huang Shan, shyly lowering his head and not daring to look at Song Zheng. Song Zheng looked familiar, and suddenly remembered: these are the eight people dancing with Yuanyuan in the Ming Dynasty.
One of the famous women.
He looked at Huang Shan in surprise: "When did you do it?"
Huang Shan was also embarrassed: "Master..."
"Okay, okay, you can decide your own life-long affairs."
Huang Shan followed him all the way out of the small village. Although his abilities were limited, he was loyal and never made any mistakes. Of course Song Zheng was happy that he could find a home.
He thought for a while, took out something and handed it to Huang Shan: "Take it, this is a congratulatory gift from the master."