Although I didn’t even see all the so-called three beauties, I was considered my own person from today on, and I was drunk. When it comes to these so-called three beauties, these men all have hot and covetous eyes.

Lu Ning couldn't help feeling awkward.

Although he was a boy in his past and present life, and had never even had a big contact with women, machismoism was much more serious than these ancient people in the Tang Dynasty. In the eyes of many men in the Tang Dynasty, friends were like brothers and feet, concubines and servants other than their wife, and slaves were all items, which could be transferred and given to others.

Lu Ning felt that since in their eyes, those three women were their own women, they were almost the same as their own wives. Wang Ji repeatedly mentioned them, which made these men feel unsure.

Shrugged, Lu Ning frowned and said, "Wang Zhengjun, don't mention my family and slaves, I don't like to listen." Those who are familiar with him in the previous life will know that this is a sign of this terrible person being about to explode.

Wang Ji smiled disconcertedly and said, "First time, when you are drunk, if you don't talk about beauty, what are we talking about?"

"You can talk about your mother!" Lu Ning said casually.

In the venue, the noise of drinking and drinking suddenly disappeared. Everyone stared at Lu Ning, why did he scold him on the street?

Wang Jiteng slapped the table and his face turned pale, "Lu Ning! What did you say?!" He called out his name in a hurry. He obviously never took this farmer's teenager seriously from the bottom of his heart.

What he knew about Lu Ning being enfeoffed as the lord of the country was vague, and he thought it was the king of Zhou who was buried in the middle and died in a mess of arrows. It just happened that this young man from the farmer was lucky, and an arrow shot into Zhou was the main cause.

Anyway, it's lucky.

In fact, the Tang Lord promoted this great victory, which also meant that the Zhou king was buried in the face of the royal family.

Wang Ji was always so sad that he was so surprised that he was a young farmer who reached the sky, gained great grace and even broke the land and was even granted the title of the Duke.

Seeing him wearing a fox fur and looking like a tuberculosis who could be blown to death by a gust of wind at any time, what military achievements can he make?

Now that he is being insulted by Lu Ning in person, Wang Ji can't help but slapped the table and called Lu Ning's name directly.

"Wang Ji, bold, dare to call him the next name!" Li Jingyao immediately slapped the table. Although Wang Ji's background was very deep, he was his colleague's subordinate. If he didn't say anything at this time, it would be his fault. Seeing Qiao Sheren, he was frowning.

It is the small king's business that does not pay attention to. After all, I heard that the small king has some secret illness. As a seventh-rank official in the state, he dared to call for the names of county officials who are more than 20-level poor. This matter can be either big or small. If it is a big deal, it may be sentenced to flogging and beat dozens of times.

Not to mention that this county magistrate is a new nobleman who has just broken the convention and broken the country.

Wang Ji's face was blue and pale, but he knew that he might cause a big disaster. He gritted his teeth, held back his aggrievance, bowed and said: "First time, the lower official was angry for a moment, and he spoke in ruthlessly. Please forgive me for your sins!" He felt depressed and was almost vomiting blood.

But even the first level of official position is tortured. The guy on the opposite side is more than twenty levels higher than himself. It would be better if he looks down on him no matter how much he is. The etiquette system is here, what can I do?

Lu Ning was stunned, and was amused, and suddenly realized the superiority of this feudal system.

"Forget it." Lu Ning waved his hand, raised his glass and smiled: "Come on, drink."

Next, we were drinking and chatting, but no one dared to bring the topic to the beautiful concubine and slave of this little king. We thought to ourselves that this little king had a quirk, just like that kind of jealousy among men.

Is there a collection of ****? Since it is the woman he has handled, it is impossible for others to talk about it?

Qiao Sheren, Li Jingyao and others thought that after returning, they must report this to Shangguan in detail. Originally, both of them had the task of observing the character of this small country on behalf of Shangguan.

Wang Ji, drinking in a depressed manner, until the wine drank, seemed to be so depressed that it was about to explode.

Suddenly, he stood up suddenly.

Li Jingyao frowned and looked at him, thinking that no matter how nonsense you make, even if the person behind you is powerful, I am afraid that you will not be able to protect you!

"The wine is so full of energy. How can I dance swords to cheer you up?" Wang Ji said, shouting, "The sword is coming!"

Hearing his shout, the entourage outside the door trotted in, knelt down on one knee, and presented swords with both hands.

With a "ding", Wang Ji's long sword was unsheathed, but he saw that the sword body was as clear as water. Even a real scholar like Qiao Sheren couldn't help but think of a good sword.

Li Jingyao knew that Wang Ji was good at fighting skills. He heard that his sword skills were amazing, but he had never seen them with his own eyes.

Although this dynasty has begun to value civil officials over military officials, many officials still have the heroic spirit of making achievements with a three-foot sword, and the legacy of the chivalrous heroes who admired the former Tang Dynasty's "silver saddle shines on a white horse, and is as cool as a meteor."

Wang Ji played the long sword in his hand and said with a smile: "Sword helps the wine to cheer up, let's go to the lottery again, I will use two Silla maids in my mansion, but is anyone willing to dance with me?" The long sword in his hand seemed to have regained confidence.

His eyes swept over Ma Hua and the clerks of the county who were standing beside him, and said loudly: "Are you anyone bet against me?"

Since no one said anything, the clerks in Donghai County all bowed their heads when they glanced at him.

"First, you are not talented in the East China Sea!" Wang Ji shook his head contemptuously.

Lu Ning frowned slightly. Although he wanted to be low-key, he was just now banned from the country, and was so unreasonable that he was bullied in the East China Kingdom.

Will I have a sign in the future as the king of the country?

He smiled, "It's still Wang Chanjun's lottery is not attractive enough. There are Silla Square and Silla Village in this county, which are all places where Silla people live. What's so strange about Silla maids?"

Lu Ning turned around and looked at the clerks and smiled, "Is this right?"

Some people dare not say anything, but some are brave. Don’t you take pictures of your own king and you, a foreign official?

"What the Lord said!"

"The next holy wise!"

"If the lord ends up, a thousand kings join the army are not the lord's opponents! Ten thousand Silla maids will win!" Finally, he shouted in a sharp voice, but his face was swollen like a pig's head, but he showed loyalty and did not care about the feelings of foreign state officials. His life is important. I hope the lord will kill him later and live for a few more days.

Wang Ji was so angry that his face turned pale and looked at Lu Ning: "Donghai Gong, what kind of lottery should you want? Only when Donghai Gong is willing to end?"

"Just 10,000 Silla maids. If I lose, the county will pay you a tax for ten years!" Lu Ning said carelessly, then turned around and asked the clerks, "Did I lose if I bet like this?"

Liu Hanchang rushes to smile and says, "If it is a versatile Silla maid, worth hundreds of gold and ordinary Silla maid, it is calculated based on the average of 30 guan, 10,000, that is 300,000 guan. This county is the upper county and has a lot of taxes. Last year, the second tax plus salt tax was added to the total income of more than 80,000 guan. Therefore, you have suffered a great loss."

In fact, Haizhou tea in this county is a famous tea in the world. However, the output of the three islands in the sea is sparse and only supplies the royal family, so the tea tax is ignored.

Special taxes are mainly salt taxes.

The East China Sea produces a lot of fish salt, with an annual output of more than 200,000 shi. Among the more than 80,000 guan, the salt tax accounts for more than 40,000 guan. In addition, the sea canal transport is smooth, so there was originally a single-handed salt and iron envoy, which was the direct tax officer from the central government, monopolized the transaction of all salt farmers in the East China Sea and sold them to foreign salt merchants with an increase in the price. The difference is the salt tax, so the salt tax has nothing to do with Donghai County, and Donghai County did not handle it. It was all handed over to the state treasury.

The remaining 30,000 chunks are implemented in a three-part system, two-thirds are handed over to the state treasury, and one-third is sent to the state prefecture. Of course, the part of the prefecture will be repaid to pay the salaries of officials from Donghai County and other expenses such as repairing and maintaining agricultural and water conservancy.

Now, the more than 80,000 chunks of taxes are all owned by the Donghai Gong. Obviously, the Holy Emperor really gave Donghai Gong a great fortune.

When Lu Ning heard so many taxes in Donghai County, he was stunned and then smiled and said, "If you lose, you will lose! I am not afraid of losing!" He looked at Wang Ji, "If you don't have ten thousand Silla maids, you will be 300,000 yuan of money as the lottery. If I lose, the taxes in this county will be borne by you for ten years! How about it?"

Seeing that the minor officials in this county were really interested in calculating the value, Wang Ji was so angry that he wanted to kill all these crazy people with one sword.

But Lu Ning's words made him feel terrified, 300,000 yuan?

He hasn't seen so much money in his life.

This East China Sea has always been a wealthy county. Lu Ning, a small country, will be able to earn more than 100,000 yuan a year in the future?

Therefore, I don’t care about such a big bet at all.

Isn’t this money to yourself?

But he was originally a small farmer, and he had just become famous. Where did he get such great courage and freedom? He said the 300,000 yuan lottery tickets casually?

Qiao Sheren and Li Jingyao were also secretly surprised.

After all, class concepts cannot be changed in a short period of time. The aristocratic mentality is afraid that it will take several generations to form.

But this little king Lu looked casual and regarded money as dirt, as if he had been the best man for several lifetimes.

Qiao Sheren and Li Jingyao both had the same idea in their minds. Sure enough, it wouldn’t seem so simple to be able to break the earth and be named Duke? This little king of Lu is afraid that he has his own secrets in his heart.

They all thought about it, and I don’t know what the Holy Emperor thought when he was transferred to the capital?

In the early Tang Dynasty, gambling was strictly prohibited, and it was written directly in the "Miscellaneous Rules" of Tang Lu, "Those who play the game of gambling with money and property each stick one hundred times (see Bo as an example, the rest of the game are all). Those with heavy stolen goods should be judged by their own division (the loser also refers to their own division as followers). Their masters and those who leave the nine things together will be like this."

However, this law gradually became a piece of paper in the later period. Even in the late Tang Dynasty, three governors were vacant, and four candidates were asked to bet on polo, first place, go to the richest military town, and the last place was defeated...

Moreover, most migrant poets believe that gambling will only be popular in peaceful and prosperous times, so poetry is used to beautify the joy of gambling.

This dynasty was even more so. Jiangnan was rich, and Jinling and Yangzhou were the most prosperous cities today. The wind of young masters fighting cocks and crickets became more and more intense, spreading to the city and spreading to the streets and alleys.

The law of this dynasty, "Ascend the Yuan" does not have any provisions to ban gambling.

But this time, Donghai Gong seemed to have a bit of fun.

Qiao Sheren and Li Jingyao were both thinking about it.

"Wang Zongjun, forget it if you don't dare to bet!" On the other side, Lu Ning shook his head and turned to Liu Hanchang and said, "It seems that there is no one in the East China Sea, but someone has no eggs!"

All the clerks in the East China Sea laughed, and some even laughed loudly.

The words of the king are vulgar and insulting.

But it is very pleasing to some minor officials.

Wang Ji's face turned red and he gritted his teeth suddenly: "Okay, I'll bet with you! But after I win, I will only charge you 300,000 yuan!" He didn't have the courage to collect the taxes of the Donghai Lord for ten years.

Lu Ning smiled and said, "Okay, that's it! Qiao Sheren and Li Biejia are both witnesses!" He stood up and walked towards the empty field.

"Come on the sword, come on the sword!" Liu Hanchang shouted quickly, feeling very excited. How powerful the master was, he had seen it with his own eyes. Beating this one hundred Wang Ji was just like playing!

These 300,000 yuan are also due to their own contribution to fanning the flames. When the master is happy, he may not be able to take grudges?

Several entourages ran over and wanted to hand the sword to Lu Ning.

Lu Ning smiled and waved his hand, saying, "Today, I will dance for you all empty-handedly!"

Going into a sword with empty hands? Everyone naturally understood this meaning, but they didn't expect that the little king would dance with Wang Ji naked?

Everyone was stunned.

Li Biejia and Qiao Sheren were also a little confused. Qiao Sheren smiled bitterly in his heart. No, this little king's hysteria broke out like this unexpectedly, right?

Judging from his small body, a gust of wind can make you sick. What should I do? I have to fight against the swordsman holding a sword with his bare hands?

Wang Ji sneered and thought to himself that you were trying to die, but you couldn't blame me anymore.
To be continued...