The first thousand two hundred and sixty-four chapters of the new city
The people around him were stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.
Dai Zhou looked embarrassed, and pulled Du He's sleeve with a dark face, and whispered: "Boy, are you deliberately trying to cause trouble? If you are like this, do you believe me to tell everyone the truth?"
Du He said nonchalantly: "Okay, Mr. Dai, if you dare to say it, don't blame me for taking the house back!"
"you……"
Dai Zhou was speechless.
If it had been before, he must not have cared.
But after seeing this house, he couldn't let it go.
The shape of the house is very strange, but it looks unusual. Among other things, the two large pillars standing at the door are extraordinary.
What's more, if Du He takes back the house, his family will be homeless again.
Dai Zhou whispered: "Boy, you are so cruel."
At this time, Li Er said: "Dai Qing's house, your house looks extraordinary. Why don't you take me and all your beloved ladies to take a closer look?"
Dai Zhou reacted and hurriedly led everyone into the gate.
After entering the gate, looking around, I saw a series of independent small buildings. The highest was only three floors and the lowest was only one floor. They were arranged in an orderly manner everywhere. They were surrounded by patches of grass and stone paths connecting each building.
At the small building, trees were planted on both sides of the road. It was already early winter. A gust of wind blew, and the leaves fell. The golden light of the setting sun was projected from the branches to the ground, leaving mottled shadows.
Many people were shocked.
This place looks like a paradise on earth.
In this era, the biggest feature of houses was their concentration, such as large courtyards with three entrances and three exits. Each courtyard had houses in at least three directions. Although it was neat, many people felt it was crowded.
But the Dai Mansion in front of me is different. Each small building is completely independent from each other. They don't disturb each other, but they are not far apart.
What surprised everyone even more was that although the roofs of these small buildings seemed to be tiled, they were actually very flat.
Li Er asked: "He'er, the roof of this house doesn't seem to be tiled, right?"
Du He nodded: "Father is right. These roofs are just imitations of tile roofs. In fact, they are all made of concrete."
“What is concrete?”
"Father, please come with me."
Du He knew that he couldn't explain it in a few words, so he led everyone to a one-story building.
He pointed to the roof and asked: "Father, gentlemen, please see what is so special about this concrete roof."
Everyone came up and took a closer look. Some people even tried to touch it with their hands from a high place.
Duan Lun, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, suddenly said: "This concrete roof seems to be connected with the house. There are no pillars in the house, no beams on the roof, and the roof is airtight!"
Du He said with a smile: "Master Duan is worthy of being the Minister of the Ministry of Industry. What he said is absolutely correct."
Changsun Wuji sneered and said: "Master Dai, you can become my number one warrior in the Tang Dynasty. How dare you live in such a house?"
Dai Zhou didn't understand why: "Master Changsun, what do you mean by this?"
Changsun Wuji said: "Didn't you listen to Mr. Duan? This roof doesn't even have a beam, and this house doesn't have any pillars. Doesn't it mean that this house is like loose sand and will collapse at any time?
If someone lives in it, their lives will probably be in danger!"
Dai Zhou's expression changed drastically.
He turned around angrily and stared at Du He.
Others also looked at Du He.
"Oh, I heard that this house was built by Datang Construction Company. Could it be that it was built by Du He? How could such a shabby house be worth 200,000 yuan?"
"Not to mention the two hundred thousand yuan, Du He is seeking wealth and murder!"
"How hateful!"
"This is really unreasonable!"
Many people began to blame Du He.
On the side, Yu Chigong asked: "Xiannephew, why don't you talk back?"
Du He said calmly: "Uncle Yuchi, do you know what a slap in the face is? Do you know the most comfortable way to slap in the face?"
"Slap in the face? Isn't it just a slap in the face? It's most comfortable to slap it with strong force." Yuchi Gong said with a smile.
Du He shook his head and said: "No, the most comfortable way is to let others take the initiative to reach out and slap him hard."
Yuchi Gong was stunned and looked puzzled.
"What do you mean?"
"Uncle Yuchi, just keep an eye on it!"
Du He waited until those who deserved to be scolded had finished scolding him, then he slowly walked out and said, "Master Changsun, and several other adults, do you mean that the house I built is no longer safe?"
Changsun Wuji said coldly: "Yes, building such a house is tantamount to seeking wealth and killing people."
"Hahaha……"
Du He laughed.
Then he stretched out his hand: "Hammer!"
Not far away, Lu Bu's figure appeared.
Lu Bu was holding a hammer in his hand.
That hammer is as big as a head.
Lu Bu came over and said, "Master!"
Du He pointed at Changsun Wuji and said, "Give the hammer to Lord Changsun!"
Boom.
The huge hammer hit the ground, making a huge sound.
Everyone present was shocked.
Changsun Wuji looked at Du He angrily: "Du He, what do you mean? Do you want to hit me to death? Come on, hit me to death!"
This was the first time Du He had seen such a mean request.
He really wanted to fulfill Changsun Wuji's wish, but unfortunately, Li Er would not agree.
He smiled and said: "Master Changsun, don't be afraid. Didn't you just say that this house is unsafe? A gust of wind can blow this house down. Now, I will give you a chance. If you can knock down this wall,
Now, I’ll invite all the adults present to eat Zuixianlou for three months, what do you think?”
Before Changsun Wuji could agree, everyone around him jumped out excitedly.
"Lord Changsun, promise him!"
"Yes, bet with him!"
"Anyway, Zuixianlou belongs to the Sikong Mansion. In the end, all of us can eat for free for three months, and your Sikong Mansion also makes a lot of money!"
"Master Changsun, if you are a man, don't hesitate."
"Smash it!"
With the help and encouragement of everyone.
Changsun Wuji grasped the handle of the hammer.
He mentioned it gently.
Do not move!
He exerted great force.
The hammer still didn't move.
Um?
Changsun Wuji held the handle of the hammer with both hands and used all his strength to lift the hammer until his face turned red.
Then, take a deep breath and wave violently.
Boom.
The hammer hit the wall.
People around him stepped back, fearing that the house would collapse and hit them.
However, after everyone stood still, they discovered that the house was not moving at all. The wall that had just been hit by Changsun Wuji had no changes except for a little mark on the place where it was hit.
Du He said with a smile: "Master Changsun, did you not have a good lunch? You only have so little energy."
"Du He, don't be complacent, I will destroy this house for you."
"drink!"
Changsun Wuji roared, picked up the hammer, and slammed it down.
Boom.
There was a loud noise.
The wall is still the same wall.
The hammer in Changsun Wuji's hand fell to the ground, and he fell limply to the ground with his right hand on his waist.
Changsun Wuji at the district level is no longer the same Changsun Wuji.