Chapter 50 Talk to Change the history of Chang'an Rivers and Lakes

Ning Que did not know the boss of the red sleeve trick. At this time, he was looking at himself coldly on the top floor, let alone the boss teased the girls to chat with him without being angry. Chatting without trace inquiring about Zhang Yiqi's death, what doubts have caused.

"I like what you look like when you laugh, how cute this small dimple is." Shuizhuer's eyes turned around and said, "But then, since you have to take the college, you can take a serious reading, otherwise if you can't enter It must be rumored to be a woman, how can you lose us? "

"Don't talk about us, Ning Que comes every day to talk to you, what's going on." Some girls joked.

The girl of Shuizhuer seemed to be interesting, but in fact she really cared about it. Ning Que's heart was gentle, and she smiled a few words. The homework was ready, and there was no need to worry about nonsense. Sang Sang bowed his head and squeezed the seeds of the melon, and said nothing with the maid Xiao Cao. I thought that the young master was not a nonsense but a false speech. The college was admitted to the hospital for a total of six. How many lessons did you urge you every day?

Although she can dress up as a little sister without disguise, how kind of poisonous vision of the woman in the Qinglou woman, from the first glance of her entry, see that she is a clown girl, and the grass is chatting with her. Thinking, Ning Que's guy must have disgusted Sang Sang ugly, so he shamelessly drill into the building every day.

In the top floor room, the middle -aged man in a blue shirt walked slowly to the red sleeves beside the Dong family behind the curtain, standing side by side and looking downstairs. I couldn't help smiling, and Qing Jun's steady eyebrows suddenly brightened a little.

"If this young man is the last tenant in Lane Forty -seven Lane, then I have no reason to accommodate him." The man smiled and said, "Drive him away, all the leases have reached my hands, and then I will take these again. The lease is transferred to Yamen, what reason do you have to refuse Chang'an Mansion's collection of that street? "

"All the shop owners in Lane Forty -seven have been rushed by you, but did you see me lower my head?" The middle -aged man in the green shirt said with a smile: "What's more ... you can't get away this boy."

"Can't you go?" The man stared quietly at his eyes, and suddenly laughed, saying, "Yeah, who dares to act freely with the five words of the old dynasty of Chunfeng Pavilion?"

The middle -aged man in the blue shirt smiled and didn't pick it up. He turned to sit back in the chair.

He had already received a message from the fourth child earlier, and knew what happened in Lin 47 Lane today. A young scholar who came to Chang'an to prepare for the exam showed no fear in front of two gangs who were about to fight. He also used this to raise prices, and Shengsheng took a year's worth of shop rent from his hands. What made him even more puzzled was that the young man did not raise prices to the sky, and seemed to be extremely sophisticated and measured in his work. In other words, he acted Very generous.

On the first day that Lao Bizhai opened, he went to Lin 47 Alley not to avoid the rain, but to see where the fool was bold enough to rent his own shop. Only then did he realize that the young man might not know what was happening in the Jianghu of Chang'an City, but he was definitely not a fool.

No idiot in the world can write such good handwriting, and no idiot can leave such a thick cocoon between the tiger's jaws. Thinking of the strength in the dripping ink hanging on the wall of the old pen studio There was even a faint hint of murderous intent. Reminiscent of Qi Si's description of today's scene, the middle-aged man even doubted whether the young man had killed anyone... No, he should have doubted whether the young man had killed many people.

He has killed many people at the age of fifteen or sixteen. For him who has been walking in the blood at night all year round, this is a fact that is hard to believe. For such a young man, as long as he refuses to move, who can force him to move? ?

"Lao Chao, after all, I am asking you questions on behalf of the palace today. Can you be more respectful?"

The middle-aged man raised his head and realized that he was in a trance because he was thinking about the young man. He couldn't help but smile apologetically. The word "Prince's Palace" didn't seem to have any impact on his free and easy mind.

The man he was talking to today was named Cui Mingdelu. Although it was a very vulgar name, he was definitely not a vulgar person. A man who could manage the number one brothel in Chang'an could not be too vulgar. Most people in Chang'an thought that the background of this brothel was a certain high-ranking official in the Chang'an Palace, but only a middle-aged man knew that Cui Delu relied on the chief steward of the Prince's Palace. Some even suspected that the brothel itself was The prince's property.

"Hong Xiuzhao has been in some trouble recently. I really didn't expect that Brother Cui would still have time to talk about those things."

Cui Delu looked slightly cold and said: "Lin No. 47 Alley is not what the palace wants. You should know this very well. It was just because it was inconvenient for the military and household department to come forward, so it was entrusted to us idlers who were running errands. Who knew you I have been holding on to you, which made the elders in the ministry unhappy, and this matter has become such a big deal now. A few days ago, you held Chang'an Mansion to sweep your place, but you carried it, and in the end, the Yulin Army was dispatched... …"

When he heard the words Yu Linjun, the middle-aged man's eyebrows frowned slightly, as if there was a dull pain there.

Looking at his expression, Cui Delu changed the subject and said with a smile: "Of course you should know that the prince's government does some things for those two ministries, and there are always some benefits, but the chief steward said that the prince appreciates you more. There has been I even mentioned your name once after drinking, saying that you behaved in a proper manner in Chang'an City. "

The middle-aged man remained silent, but the dark color between his eyebrows became more and more conspicuous.

Cui Delu continued to say seriously: "You also know that a censor died in my building two days ago. This matter is very troublesome. The unlucky one died suddenly, but the family caused trouble in Chang'an Mansion. His Royal Highness the Prince and the censor Shi Youjiu, I can't talk at this moment, so I have to deal with it myself. If you can find a way to settle this matter for me, then I will never interfere with the matters over there in Alley 47 from now on. "

Although the other party was just a brothel owner, and although he kept saying it was me or me, the middle-aged man knew very well that the other party represented the attitude of His Highness the Prince, and what he was conveying was the voice of the palace. After thinking for a moment, He smiled and asked: "Even if His Highness and the censor have an old relationship, it is too simple to reconcile. Why do we need people like us who are in the world to take action?"

Cui Delu said with a gloomy face: "Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand? If it is the former, I will never see you as Chunfeng Ting Laochao from now on, because you are too stupid. If it is the latter, from now on I will never see you as a person like Chunfengting Laochao." There will no longer be a person like you, Chunfengting Laochao, because you are too smart but don't know how to praise."

The middle-aged man replied calmly: "The matter in Lin 47 Lane is not a problem, it is not a problem to the prince, and it is not a problem to me, the Chunfeng Pavilion. If it is really a department of the imperial court, If the government office needs it, I will give it to you with both hands, but...you shouldn't use this matter to pressure me."

"The rule of Chunfeng Pavilion is not to get involved in the fights between the superiors. No matter it is His Highness, the Military Department or the Household Department, as long as the matter is related to these, I will go as far as I can. The more you pressure me, the more I will go. the further away."

"You, Chunfengting Laochao, are the biggest gang leader in Chang'an City. You have thousands of people working for you. The court rewards you for doing the work of escorting water transport, but you say you want to leave? Do you think you Can you leave? Where do you want to go? Where can the three thousand brothers under you go? The prison of the Ministry of Justice or the prisoners of the Frontier Army?"

Cui Delu stared at him with sinister eyes and said: "In the past few years, things were calm in the court, and it might be possible for Mingzhe to protect himself, but now the fourth princess has come back. She wants to protect her brother as the crown prince, but she has forgotten that the queen is on the throne. , and the queen also has a son! Of course, the family affairs these days have nothing to do with you, but if you don't show your attitude at this time, no one will tolerate you!"

"Be a dog, do you have to find a master?" The middle -aged man sighed, watching him and asked, "So you want to conquer me for His Royal Highness?"

"Yes, now everyone who is qualified to make a sound in Chang'an City is suppressing you. Why? Because you are a dog without a master. In this case, if you are willing to join any family, no matter whether it is the military or who, as long as you With the master, if someone wants to hit you, you have to look at the person who is holding your rope. "

"Can I ask a question?" The middle -aged man suddenly said with a smile.

"please."

"Who will His Royal Highness support between the queen and the four princesses?"

Cui De Lu said categorically: "Of course, no one will support it. His Royal Highness will always be loyal to the emperor. As long as His Majesty says it, the His Royal Highness will support it."

After hearing this answer, the middle -aged man was silent for a long time, and then slowly raised his head and answered with a smile: "Sorry, as a Datang man, I still don't get used to being a dog."

Cui Delu was stunned, forcibly suppressed his heart, and persuaded himself: "People always be dogs in their lives, and some people want to be a dog."

The middle -aged man stood up, tied his sword on his waist, and arch hands, and said, "Boss Cui, you are really not a competent speaker, because you don't know the character of my spring wind pavilion."

Cui De Lu's face was a little embarrassed, and he got up and said, "Are you worried that this decision can't be convinced? You can rest assured, Wang Ye said, as long as you are willing to bow your head, even if it is a symbolic look, he will ask the military to give you the military department to you One explanation, give you two heads, can you help the Lord still shake the small ones below? "

At this time, he could no longer care about using the Great Mansion of the Palace as that layer of filter, and directly moved out of His Royal Highness. However, the middle -aged man seemed to have not heard at all and walked directly to the door. No one noticed that when Cui De Lu said four words to the Lord, his eyebrows showed a little meaningful smile.

"Old Chao, stop here." Cui Delu stared at the back of his head with sadness, "It seems that you and your brother have been prosperous in Chang'an City these years, and you have long forgotten how to write the word "reverence". , but I must remind you that these noble people are real noble people, and that is not a world that you, a cockroach crawling in the gutter, can understand."

The middle-aged man slowly stopped but did not look back.