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Chapter 981 The Secret of the Prince’s Death

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Zhang Zhou accepted the silver and gradually became familiar with these merchants. Because the businessmen held him in the posture and words, the two sides could be said to be very happy.

Zhang Zhou has a good amount of alcohol. According to the habit, he originally just had a small amount of alcohol. Now he relaxes. In addition, he was pleased by these merchants. If you are toasting one by one, drink a little bit more.

But he just brought intoxication and said more.

What should not be said, he still doesn't say.

This is the manager in the palace, still keeping in mind.

You know, the higher the specifications, the greater the rules of speaking. If you say what you should not say, but even more people who are scolded, exiled, and disappeared are even more people who do wrong things.

Just after Zhang Zhou took another sip of wine, listening to the merchant sitting on the left and said with a smile: "You have heard of Yuzhou's thin horses? The end is beautiful, beautiful, and talented.

Just born here! "

Zhang Zhou was a little surprised: "Her reputation, I heard that it turned out to be a thin horse? By the way, is it Yangzhou thin horse?"

"You are in charge of the North, you don't know much about this. In fact, everyone loves everyone, buy people from all over the country, and send it to Yangzhou for further studies.

"But this matter always pays attention to a style."

"Yangzhou's thin horse book is famous in the world, but it is famous, so a large number of people have invested in this industry. The quality is uneven, the skin business is gradually liberalized, and the price has fallen thousands of feet, and it gradually declines."

"And Yuzhou is improving, instructed by famous teachers, piano, calligraphy, calligraphy, calligraphy, playing and singing, talking about the present and present, everything can be accompanied by wine, but you must keep a foot from a foot after drinking.

Self -love. ""

"Although it is a superficial kung fu, everyone eats this set, and the wealthy businessmen often spend thousands of money.

Xue Shen is an outstanding person in it. "

"If you like it, we can buy one ..."

"Just listen, even if you buy it, the palace, you can't let these outsiders go in." Zhang Zhou narrowed his eyes and waved his hand quickly.

The scene was a little embarrassing. Someone put down a cup next to him and moved the topic: "Zhang Guan, I came to Beijing for a short time.

But there are a lot of things that make people talked about. ""

"You are the manager of the palace. It is the leading decent person in our table. You must know that many such interesting things can be introduced to us? Let us have the eyes of the villagers from other places?

Long -term knowledge? "

"It's easy!" Zhang Zhou smiled, his expression was quite easy: "I'm a bit wine, think about it, think about it first!"

As this person said, he is the manager of the Shu King's Mansion. He is an individual person. The people and things he have contacted are not comparable to these merchants.

The coming person should please himself, but he must also show his own connections and skills!

"Yes!"

I recalled the gossip I knew. Zhang Zhou chose a part of the part that could be said to outsiders, and thought of Victoria Hou ash.

This matter is well known in the circle of power, that is, ordinary people do not know.

Talking to these businessmen is not a offending this. After all, there are too many people who know this. It is bound to be a person who tells them as interesting to outsiders.

There are not many one by yourself, and one less yourself.

Besides, the discussion of this kind of bed is also safe. It is also safe.

Even if it is drunk, Zhang Zhou is still very clear.

"By the way, the eldest son is said to have no children. There are no children for seven years of marriage. Seeing that you want to pass the title to the second house, the eldest son thinks, but wants to borrow ..."

"Who knows that this matter is given to Wei Jianhou and said how he could borrow it outside, so I drank too much wine overnight, and went to my daughter -in -law's room."

The businessmen heard these things, and could not help but stunned. Someone swallowed and asked: "Is this daughter -in -law beautiful?"

"She is the Miss San of the Sales Lang's family. I have glanced at it, very dignified and beautiful, but unfortunately married this useless man."

"Is her husband embarrassed?"

"There is something embarrassing, holding the son's smile happily, it was a must -have, no one knows, but there are two, and there will be two, so you will naturally wind the wall."

Zhang Zhou said about this gray, admiring the expression that people in the merchant city would really play, and wanted to live. I had a little alcohol, but after finishing speaking, my head suddenly buzzed, and then his words were.

One turn.

In the eyes of outsiders, Zhang Zhou took a weird smile and continued: "What kind of expression is this, this is shocked, it is really unknown ... I said a sensation, do you know the secret of the death of the prince that year?

? The death of the prince that year was not that simple! "

When he said these words, he also raised his voice, and his voice was not small.

There were a few people sitting next to the room, and they were using the wine preparation order. The loser was punished. The wine was pouring wine. Suddenly, when I heard this, the action was a meal.

I didn't intend to listen to what the people in the side of the ya were saying, but when I heard the words "the death of the prince", the people in the next room, the wine was a bit difficult to drink.

They even looked at each other, hesitated, and did not understand which two of the two goods bold, even dared to talk about the death of the prince in the world of the capital, and said that this was a big secret?

Good guy, really don't be afraid of death!

But to say the severity of this incident, it is not possible to compare with today's sanctuary and Taisun's matter. After all, it is a prince who is no longer a prince who is no longer a prince.

When one person poured the wine, he poured a little, and then poured out the dishes: "Yang Ye, are we ..."

Someone named Yang Ye leaned and said with a smile: "Don't panic, this hotel is not small, it is a time -honored name, the idlers can't come, there are really two sons, we listen."

"Zhang Guanshi ..."

When Zhang Zhou said these words, he hadn't realized what he had just said. A few merchants sitting next to him were stiff, and his expression was a bit unnatural.

Zhang Zhou is drunk?

Didn't you talk to Zhang Zhou before?

Why did you suddenly talk about the dead prince?

If you want to say that your companions are provoked first, this is not right! The companion just asked Zhang Zhou to talk about the fun gossip of the capital of Beijing, but he didn't ask about the royal family!

Besides, what interesting is the death of this prince?

But think about it, how many years have the prince have died?

The deterrent power has long gone. Even if Zhang Zhou was drunk and mentioned the prince, it was not a big deal to say such a word or two.

Of course, there is no deterrent, whether it is the royal thing, you shouldn't say more.

These merchants spoke for a moment, and they all spoke one after another, trying to lead the topic to other places.

"I heard that the capital, Hou Ye has to meet one on the road and can meet one casually. I don’t know if it is true or not?"

"Zhang Guanshi, drink, drink first!"

"His Royal Highness Shu Wen Shu is the most kind. Zhang Guanshi followed such a master, which really made me wait for envy."

A group of people persuaded alcohol to try to block Zhang Zhou's mouth, but Zhang Zhou was fascinated with lakes, and he seemed to wake up. He always felt that there was still something to say, and he had to say it all.
Chapter completed!
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