After giving advice to his room, the tired Lai Fangping lay on the bed and yawned, and suddenly heard something in the room. He didn't open his eyes and said, "I have said everything I should say. As for what to do, I have to look at the prime minister."

Some hard thing was placed on the table in the dark, making a "click" sound, and then the room returned to peace. Lai Fangping listened for a long time before getting up and fumbled to the side of the table. After touching the cold thing on the table, he immediately held it tightly, ran back to the bed and put down the curtain, and got into the quilt.

Lai Fangping, who was hiding in the quilt, opened the fire note, squinted his eyes and identified the words on the bronze medal under the faint firelight, and started to hee quietly. All the sounds and pictures were covered tightly by the quilt, and the dim room was still quiet.

Qin Kui returned to Cuiyuxuan and pushed open the young master's door, entered the room lightly, and whispered, "Young Master, I have given my advice."

"Very good." Qin Chengbi ordered happily, "Go and bring Lan Yan here."

Qin Kui froze, stepped back invisibly, and replied in a low voice, "Go back to Master, Lan Yan died of illness two days ago."

Qin Chengbi frowned, "Let Lan Cui come over there to serve him."

Qin Kui retreated again, "Lan Cuiyue has already..."

"Bang!" Qin Chengbi suddenly smashed the jadeite in his hand at Qin Kui and shouted, "Bring the living here!"

"Yes." Qin Kui lowered his head and withdrew, and dared to hold the bloody wound on his forehead with a handkerchief he had prepared long ago, and secretly scolded in his heart that this life was really impossible to pass.

In the west courtyard of Jiang Mansion, Yazheng, who had gained a lot of weight, fell asleep head-to-head in the main room; Liulang, Xiao Yueer, was lying on the bed in the east wing room, with two small fists on both sides of her head, and her mouth slightly opened, and she slept soundly. In the boudoir of the west yard, Jiang Muyan and her sister covered a quilt and whispered.

"Does the eldest prince really want to learn body skills?"

Jiang Liu analyzed, "I looked like, I demonstrated that he didn't see enough, and let me fight with Brother Bai for a long time. Although I didn't look up, I saw four people wearing black deerskin boots and golden armor standing beside him. I felt that they were staring at me, probably observing my body movements."

The golden armor and black deer leather boots are the clothing of the deputy general of Qianniu Guard. This can only show that the four people are the personal bodyguards of the eldest prince, and it cannot explain what the eldest prince is about to his sister. Jiang Muyan was so panicked that she made a decision after repeatedly weighing it. "The incident of the eldest prince summoning you will soon spread, and we cannot let the rumors rise and then slowly dissipate. We will discuss with our grandmother and mother tomorrow morning. If they agree, you will go out with your mace in the morning and beat him a few sticks if you don't like it. It's best to let the censor sue you to the emperor."

A woman who has lost her moral character will definitely not be able to enter the palace to be a prince's concubine or a concubine. This idea is good and is very suitable for her. Jiang Liu discussed with her sister, "Sister, if I go out with a mace, no one dares to approach me within two meters, and I can't beat her even if I want to. Otherwise, I will take a wooden stick instead?"

“Okay.”

So the next day, Jiang Liu, who was agreed by the family, went out alone, and took the evil slaves - Shuqiu, Ya Yin, Hu Yantu and others, and the weapon - wooden sticks, and walked in Kang'an City. She had been wandering in the west city for half a day, but she didn't see any dislike, so she urged her horse to run to the east city, intending to go to the gate of Yijiang Hou Mansion.

By chance, she rode her horse to the entrance of the street where Bantang Xiangmen in Dongcheng City, and saw a crooked boy in red with a crooked face, blocking the door of Bantang Xiangmen with his men, and his chin as sharp as awl could not be raised to the sky.

This way, no matter how you look at it, you won’t like it.

Before Jiang Liu could say anything, Shuqiu, who was walking beside her, spoke angrily, "Girl, he is learning from the Second Master!"

In the twelfth lunar month, shaking the fan and red clothes are the most popular outfits in Kang'an City this year, and both men and women have it. Because this outfit is Mr. Jiang Er, the storyteller in the teahouses in the city.

Jiang Liu said intimately, Daddy, you are not coming back, and the people of Kang'an have almost forgotten that you are the most beautiful man. She urged her to go forward with a calm face, okay, that's it, just slap him!

"Crow Yin."

"girl!"

"Who is this guy?"

Ya Yin shook his head, "I don't recognize it."

Hu Yantu immediately lowered his head: Don’t ask me, I don’t know.

Jiang Liu turned his head to look at Jiang Bai on the other side. Jiang Bai immediately said, "Miss, this is the nephew of He, the concubine of Lord Sun, the Minister of War, and is named He Fang. He is with Li Hongxi, the grandson of Li, the elder brother of the concubine of the Prime Minister Qin's concubine."

Ya Yin stared at Jiang Bai, why can anyone recognize this brat?!

Jiang Liu understood, He Fang? Very good, where will I send you with one stick?

"Ya Yin, let me open the way!"

"Yes!" Ya Yin took a deep breath and said loudly, "Everyone let me give it to you - the sixth girl from Bantangxiang's home is here-"

The people of Dongcheng who were watching the fun in the street were spreading to both sides, plucking their necks to look at Jiang Liu on the short horse, and He Fang, who was covered in red at the door of Bantangxiang, also looked at Jiang Liu with a squint eyes. Seeing that she was not holding a mace, she felt relieved.

Jiang Liu, who was so angry that he wanted to suck someone by Ya Yin, pulled the reins with his left hand, grabbed the horse's belly with his legs, and stepped on the mount's hooves under his crotch on the blue bricks, and walked to He Fang with a dash.

When he got closer, he saw He Fang still looking at him with a slanted eye, Jiang Liu admired him a little: it is a skill to be able to slant his eyes for so long.

"Boss." Tan Liang, the manager of Bantangxiang, stepped forward to salute Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu nodded, "Uncle Tan, why is this young man blocking in front of our store?"

Tan Liang hurriedly said, "Go back to the girl, Mr. He came to our store in half an hour and wanted to buy ten boxes of first-grade ambergris. The villain told Mr. He that the first-grade ambergris in our store had been sold out. If the master wants to buy it, it will be early tomorrow morning. Who knows..."

"No need, I will know!" He Fang closed the folding fan with a snap, pointed at Tan Liang, but looked at Jiang Liu, and cursed, "No matter who the clerk in your store is, you have to follow the rules when opening the door to do business! If you have goods in your store, you have to sell them to me. My master has money, why don't you sell them?!"

Wow—

Seeing that He Fang dared to call Jiang Liuniang, the people retreated excitedly and let Jiang Liuniang go out so that she could teach He Fang a lesson. Even the quick-headed one immediately turned around and ran to the teahouse to ask the storyteller to come first so that everyone could listen to the new chapter of "Jiang Liuniang picked Huangyan Village alone" in the first month.

Seeing He Fang turn to face him, but look at the big tree beside him. Jiang Liu also turned his head and looked at the Hehuan tree, which had no leaves beside him. Then he looked back at He Fang and found that his eyes were still looking at the big tree. Jiang Liu then realized that this guy was not looking at people squintally, but looking sideways.

Although they are not good at it, they are here to buy things, and that is the customer in the store. The customer is God, and God cannot beat and scold, nor can they reveal their shortcomings. Jiang Liu jumped off the horse and walked forward, and said politely, "Young Master He is right. No matter who he is, you have to talk about the rules of doing business. If you come to buy things, and the price of living in the store is suitable, you should pay the money and deliver the goods at the same time."

He Fang snorted and glanced at the people watching the fun. Seeing that, he suppressed Jiang Liuniang, and Jiang Liuniang apologized to him.

Jiang Liu changed the subject and continued, "But our store is small and profitable, there are few craftsmen in the incense making workshop, and there are not enough ingredients to make first-grade ambergris, so we can only supply this incense in limited quantities every day. Please forgive me."

"Bang!" He Fang opened the folding fan with his hands that were so cold that his nails were purple and shook it. He thought he was graceful and discussed with Jiang Liu, "It is urgent to buy a first-grade ambergris below. Please ask the six girls to make a convenience and sell the first ten boxes of incense tomorrow with me."

Jiang Liu shook his head, "I'm really sorry, the rules set in this store cannot be changed. If the young master wants to buy incense, it will be early tomorrow morning. Moreover, we only have thirty boxes of one-grade ambergris every day, and the young master can only buy two boxes at most."

He Fang sneered, "Are the rules in Miss Jiang's store only specified, or are they the same for everyone?"

Jiang Liu explained, "Of course it's the same for every guest."

He Fang seemed to have grabbed Jiang Liu's handle, and his duck voice suddenly increased, and asked, "Why did the shopkeeper give him the little Taoist priest from Lingbao Temple yesterday and the shopkeeper came to get a first-rate ambergris until the evening? Could he be a human being? Then what is he?"

Jiang Liu raised his eyes suddenly and looked at He Fang.

He Fang was so scared that he took three steps back and asked bluffed, "What do you want to do? Everyone can judge me, what is wrong with me?"

The people immediately shut up, fearing that Jiang Liuniang would think they would help He Fang "evaluate".

OK, very good! Jiang Liu raised his hand, and Shuqiu immediately put the stick in her hand. Jiang Liu held the wooden stick tightly and turned his wrist. The head of the stick was hanging with the sound of wind, and he reached He Fang's nose with a cry. Jiang Liu Yumen, who was half shorter than He Fang, was angry and asked word by word, "Who do you think is not a human?"
Chapter completed!