Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince Chapter 67: Not doing business properly

Yan Kuan looked at the young boy who was not old but was wearing a Confucian shirt. There were seven or eight lacklustre, quail-like talents beside him. He thought he was a scholar visiting the brothel and drinking flowers and wine. He didn't want to be rude, but his papers were snatched by him, and he was afraid that he might miss it. Hearing that Zhu Houzhao was still there, he was reluctant to say no one, and he reached out and grabbed it.

　　 Zhu Houzhao was mindful of the document when he saw him stretch out his hand to grab it, and hurriedly hid to the side, slapped his wide palm on his arm, Zhu Houzhao's arm sank, and with a chirp, the redemption document was torn in half.

　　 Zhu Houzhao Da Le, laughed at the drake's voice and said: "Everyone has seen it, he broke the document himself, it's not my business."

　　 Strictly lenient and anxious, he went up with an old fist and cursed: "Little beast, **** you."

　　 His fist hit the middle of Zhu Houzhao's nose, Zhu Houzhao suddenly had Venus in front of him, and had a long nosebleed. He couldn't help but scream. Zhu Houzhao has practiced martial arts since he was a child. In the palace, he has practiced some brilliant martial arts with the Ouchi guards hired from Wudang, but he has no actual combat experience, and has never been beaten. At this time, his nose is sour and sour. Pain, when he reached out and touched his hand was full of blood, he suddenly panicked and couldn't even remember to fight back.

　　 Yan Kuan snatched two pieces of papers from him and got them right. Fortunately, the words were all right.

The prince 　　 was beaten, and the eight quails were as if they had scratched his family’s ancestral grave. They all got anxious and rushed forward with flushed faces.

　　 Although the eunuchs are generally weaker than ordinary people, Zhang Yong has studied military books and practiced fists before entering the palace. His punches are also alive and well. Yan Kuangang put the documents back in his arms. Zhang Yong The punch came, and the punch made him take a few steps back and sat on the ground.

　　 Strictly lenient and lenient, he shouted to the four strong men under him: "Fight me~!" The four strong men immediately rushed up to fight with the eight eunuchs, even though the four strong men saw that each other were all scholars, Don't dare to be cruel, but where are these eight soft-footed shrimps? Eight to four, except that Zhang Yong has offensive and defensive, which is like that. Liu Jin and others are one-sided.

　　Yang Ling saw such a "horrible" group fight, and calculated in his heart, even if you add yourself, it is just another meat target, so he made a decisive decision, immediately rushed to support the prince, and cordially condoned him: " Son, how are you doing? Does it matter?"

　　Zhu Houzhao clutched his nose, blood flowed from his fingers, he couldn't speak, and he stretched out a delicate little hand beside him, holding a handkerchief with a pleasant fragrance and said: "Little son, You wipe it."

　　Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but stunned, he subconsciously took the handkerchief, his fingers touched her little hand, only feeling soft, soft, light and smooth, and there was a feeling that he had never felt before. As far as he could see, those talking eyes had an indescribable tenderness, and the faint smile carried concern and sympathy.

　　Zhu Houzhao put the Tang Yixian shampoo on his nose, and the smell was full of fragrance. He didn't feel silly for a while, and he didn't even hear the question of Yang Ling.

　　 Su Huai and Yi Chengjin and the few tortoises who came here after hearing the sound saw more than a dozen people in the courtyard scuffled together, and they didn’t know whether they should persuade or help. They all stood helplessly, just at a loss. When I heard a crisp voice shouting: "Don’t fight!"

　　 The girl’s voice was very pleasant. The twelve people in the courtyard couldn’t help but stop their hands. They all looked at the place where the voice was heard. There was a girl standing inside the building, who was dressed like snow, with long hair and slender body. Kisaragi.

　　 The girl said indifferently: "Uncle Yan, why bother to hurt the innocent? Please come back, three days later, Su San will go with you."

　　The girl in the green shirt named Xue Limei next to her said anxiously: "Sister Yu, do you really want to follow him? How about seeing an official, I know the Ministry of Rites...".

　　 The unclothed girl interrupted her and said quietly, "Silly sister, what are you talking about? Those old men chanting poems and paintings with us, talking about the wind and the moon, are just a pastime. People have made money, and If you don’t owe us anything, you really want to get into the officialdom. I’m afraid that people will not dare to recognize us.”

　　 She sighed sadly, and said: "Stop talking, people like us have no roots and no homes, just like catkins in the wind, duckweed in the water, wherever the wind blows, and wherever the waves are. ."

　　 Yan Kuan laughed and looked around, seeing those scholars who had been beaten by their subordinates with swollen noses and swollen noses, they were looking at themselves bitterly, but they didn’t want to have more rights and wrongs, so they said with pride: "Okay, If I said this refreshing sentence earlier, why would I be angry? Haha, let's go, weigh the gold, and I will lead people in three days. If you dare to push back and forth, hum!"

　　 He waved his hand and led the four big big men away. Yang Ling glanced inside the building, and it was like a classical lady's picture. Plain clothes are like snow and elegant dressing. Although the girl’s appearance cannot be clearly seen in the shadows of the building, her figure is full of rhyme, but it is like a bright moon without diminishing her brilliance, and the Xue Limei standing next to it is like a winter plum. Standing together, it's suitable for both movement and static.

　　 This beauty really lives up to her prestige, and her manner and temperament alone are already elegant. Although the Eight Tigers are men, they have long since cultivated to the highest level of "there is nothing, wherever there is dust". Whether you are beautiful or ugly, you have nothing to do with them. They have long been shy with a green and purple face. Zhu Houzhao went to show their performance.

　　Zhu Houzhao ignored this veritable “ugly monster”. He hurriedly wiped the blood from his mouth, wiped his nose and no more blood came out. This relieved his hand and said to Tang Yixian: " Thank you girl, I'm fine."

　　 Tang Yixian smiled sweetly and said, "That’s good. Those are vulgar people, who are bullying men and women with two stinky money. You are a weak scholar, just read your sage books well, where is it? Those rogue opponents, don't go ahead in the future."

　　 Zhu Houzhao usually has no shortage of young palace maids in the palace, waiting for daily meals, but even if those women are not mediocre, they have always bowed their eyebrows in front of him, and they dare not take a breath. They are like this girl. It was so peaceful and gentle, and I dared to teach him, but it sounded sweet and likable.

　　 A hazy affection was secretly breeding in his heart. This lovely girl with a sweet look and a pleasing voice has quietly imprinted her shadow in Zhu Houzhao's heart. Even if you are a prince, you are also a man. A man who is a newcomer must have experienced it. He cares about the other side's smiles, words and deeds.

　　 Zhu Houzhao was a little anxious when she heard that she regarded herself as a useless scholar. He flushed with a handsome face and said, "Who said that I can't beat him? My ten-danjin kung fu three or five big men are not close. Body, it’s not easy to teach a few little thieves? It’s just...just now, I was stunned for the first time when I started working with people.”

　　Tang Yixian heard him boast that three or five people weren’t close to him, but he said that he had never done anything with others, and how did he know that he was telling the truth. He said that this little scholar had a good face and couldn’t help but "Biaoer" With a chuckle, he said: "Okay, the son-in-law is a kung fu, I can't do it if I believe it? Is your nose okay? Go home sooner when it's okay. It's better to come home less in this kind of place." .

　　Zhu Houzhao Hearing that she didn’t take her words seriously, her angry face turned red. She stood in front of the girl who made him feel heart-stricken for the first time, but was regarded as a child by others. How would he bear it? Come on. Zhu Houzhao stomped bitterly, and said anxiously: "Don't you believe it? I want to fix that rogue is easy, and what kind of **** papers are there. Seeing him holding it as Bao'er, hum, I want to get it, it's just a sentence Thing".

　　Tang Yixian's eyes lit up, but then he sighed in disappointment. This little prince must be the prince of some big family. He didn’t know how high the world was, and he dared to say that five thousand taels of silver is not a small sum. Even though he came from a rich family, how could the elders of the family allow him to hold a lot of silver? Go out and mess around?

　　 Zhu Houzhao saw that she didn’t believe her, he couldn’t help being anxious. He turned his eyes and saw that the Liu Jin and others around him had torn sleeves, dropped their hats, disheveled hair, and swollen nose. No matter which one was taken out, they were not convincing, so he pointed to Yang Ling Said: "Don't you believe it? If you don't believe it, ask him, I can't do it?"

　　Yang Ling saw the little girl staring at him with bright eyes, and even the Susan girl and Xue Limei in the door, although they seemed to not care, they actually pricked their ears and listened carefully, so they nodded and said: "Yes. What the young man said is true, and he talked about teaching the rogue a lot, that is, redeeming the job offer for the girl. It is really easy."

　　 Yang Ling is a kind of talent and grandeur. Now he is obviously serving as the prince, and secretly serving as a senior official of Jin Yiwei. The actual psychological age and experience are far more than the present. The words come from a prestige. After a sigh of relief, Tang Yixian suspiciously said: "What the son said...but is it true?"

　　 When she wanted to come, even if this young man had a great status, he could oppress the Yankuan to return the silver and return the book. If he hadn't moved Sister Yu's mind, why should he pay like this? Look at him, Yushu is in the wind, is well-dressed, and is a scholar with status. If he also wants to redeem Sister Yu, she might be so happy. While rejoicing for her, he adds a bit of envy for nothing. And self-pity sadness.

　　Zhu Houzhao proudly said: "Of course it's true", he pointed to Yang Ling confidently: "Yang...Brother Yang, this matter is left to you, and teach that **** well and take his The paperwork will also come."

　　 When he wants to come, he is a monarch, and Yang Ling is a minister. What he confesses to Yang Ling to do is equivalent to what he does for others, but I listen to the ears of Yu Tangchun, Xue Limei, Tang Yixian and Yichenjin. Li suddenly realized that this little scholar is so determined, I am afraid that his older friend is someone with some background.

　　 Yu Tangchun in the lintel took a deep look at Yang Ling, and saw that he was a little startled. She was also a clever woman, and she immediately bowed down: "So, Su San thanked Young Master Yang first." After that, she hit the iron while it was hot, and it was nailed. .

　　Zhu Houzhao said in a puzzled manner: "Huh? It's me who wants to help, why did you thank him?"

　　Tang Yixian said with a smile: "Who said I would not thank you, if the two princes are willing to help, I will give you a banquet to thank you."

　　"Okay!" Zhu Houzhao heard that she was going to give a drink of thanks, and couldn't help feeling ecstatic, and immediately couldn't wait to say: "Let's go, although you wait for our good news, this will be done within three days at the latest."

　　 There is only one Tang Yixian in his heart with a sly smile, and he hopes to get things done quickly to offer her Bao'er. He hurriedly rushed out of the gate of Shihua Pavilion and saw that Yan Kuan was leading the people. Walking out of the street, Zhu Houzhao immediately said: "Gao Feng, Luo Xiang, keep up with him, don't let him run away."

　　 Then he said to Yang Ling: "Go to the Five Cities Soldiers and Mars, send me troops to get people."

　　 The eight eunuchs and Yang Ling were shocked when they heard it. This happened. The prince had a fight with a client in the brothel. He mobilized the soldiers from the Five Cities Soldiers to suppress it. If it's spread out, what's the matter?

　　 A few people gathered up to persuade each other bitterly, Zhu Houzhao angrily said: "He dares to hit me and kill him on the head is not an exaggeration, do you want to resist?" Zhu Houzhao is usually casual, without any prestige, but at this time Under the anger, the aura of a high-ranking person that had been cultivated since childhood and unobstructed, unconsciously radiated. The Eight Tigers couldn't help but shudder, and Yang Ling couldn't help but shocked.

　　 Gao Feng and Luo Xiang saw that Yang Ling, Liu Jin, and Zhang Yong, the closest people to the prince, did not dare to say anything. They hurriedly followed up with Yan Kuan. Gu Dayong knew that Zhu Houzhao's mind-set thing could not be persuaded. Seeing that he had a heart broken, he had to push Yang Ling and signaled him to go to the Five Cities Soldier Masi.

　　Yang Ling had to leave with a wry smile. He originally thought that the little prince was easy to deal with, so he made a small plan and asked Zhu Houzhao to be a gunman willingly for himself, pulling the flag as a tiger skin to rescue Zheng He's chart. A bit proud, now I know that I have miscalculated one thing, that is, the waywardness and whimsical nature of Zhu Houzhao, it is really not what others can predict in advance, nor can others stop it.

　　 He didn’t dare to go too far away. He stopped with the prince while looking for people from the Five City Soldiers and Mars. Originally, the Five City Soldiers and Mars were patrolling the streets when they got off, but at this time, I don’t know if it’s right. They all went to the school to engage in the patriotic sanitation campaign, but they didn't even see any of them. Yang Ling was trying to take the opportunity to reply to the prince so that he wouldn't make a big fuss. Suddenly a few Jinyi guards in flying fish costumes walked out from the restaurant in front.

　　 Yang Ling is overjoyed. These people can be regarded as experts in extortion. It is most appropriate for them to come forward. Does Jin Yiwei need a reason? In this way, the identity of the prince will not be exposed.

　　Yang Ling hurriedly greeted them, stopped them, and showed a sign asking them to help get people. Several slightly drunk Jinyi guards looked at each other but didn't move. Yang Ling looked at their ranks. Most of them were school captains and strong men. There were only two small flags in them, and the officials were not big. Knowing that they had the right to mobilize, they couldn't help but shout: "What are you still doing? , Only you are asking".

　　 A lazy voice behind the crowd said: "What's the matter? Which adult is on business and wants to transfer my person to help?" Following the voice, a few Jinyi guards left and right, a man in casual clothes. Walking out of the restaurant with six or seven people~IndoMTL.com~ The man was in his thirties, with a vigorous build and a fierce expression like a lazy leopard. He walked to Yang Ling, the two looked at each other and guessed the identity of each other. After a long while, the man suddenly smiled, and said, "I am Beizhen Fusi in charge of Qian Ning, my brother is... ".

　　Yang Ling just realized it suddenly. No wonder those people didn't move. It turns out that not only are their current tubes present, but their ranks are not low. Listening to Qian Ning's identity, Yang Ling hurriedly said: "Fusi Tongzhi Yang Ling in Weinan Town, Xiajinyi".

　　 Qianning heard that she was from Nanzhen Fusi, and she was also a key department in Jinyiweili. Although she was not as hot as Beizhen Fusi moxibustion, she was at least half the grade higher than herself, so she politely said: "It turns out to be Lord Yang. I don't know why Lord Yang wants to send my brother to help? Although we don't have to obey people in Jinyiwei, but at the feet of the emperor, there should always be scruples..."

　　Yang Ling pulled him aside and whispered: "Brother Qian, let’s tell you, I went to the Baishun Hutong in front with a few friends...hehe, I got into a conflict with a merchant. Under the fist, my friend was hurt a bit and wanted to ask the brothers to come and help him teach him a lesson."

　　 Channing heard that it was such a trivial matter. I was so worried that I could not move my fists after drinking. This face had to be sold to others anyway. He immediately waved his opponent and said, "Go, I'll be more energetic. Up".

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　　PS: I have been too cold these past two days, and I feel sore and do not want to move after catching a cold. In addition, there is a lot of work in the year-end final accounts, so the code is slower, and now I'm going to sleep, no wonder gentlemen.