Three hundred and seventieth chapters all beings are unfair
I don’t know who intentionally spread the news that Xiao Feng is a liar and Zhang Tianci was a liar.
Zhang Tianci left the capital and died without evidence. The fortune-telling brothel woman would not go shopping every day.
The arrogant young man who shouted that he was going to crack down on counterfeiting was nowhere to be seen all day long. Although some people said that he seemed to have come after the market ended, no one could tell whether the calligraphy test was taken or what the result was.
There is no need to consider the degree of difficulty between believing that a fortune teller is capable and believing that a fortune teller is a liar.
So now the whole capital is rumored that the sky-high price fortune teller is a liar, a big liar.
Even the old Taoist is doubtful: "Xiao Feng, is that Zhang Tianci really your trust? His acting skills are very good. I have been in the world for decades, but I was almost deceived by him!"
Xiao Feng rolled his eyes and was too lazy to pay attention to him. He was also a little worried because the rumors had a great impact on his business.
To put it simply, today is the last day of the ten-day period and he does not have enough money.
Zhang Tianci gave a total of three taels of silver on the first and second days.
King Yu gave him five taels of silver, which added up to eight taels of silver. After that, he had no more income.
Qiao Niang originally had half a tael of silver she had saved, but after calculating this, she was still short of one or two taels.
Not long after Xiao Feng went out this morning, he saw Qiaoqiao sneaking out with cloth under his arm. He was afraid that he would see it, so he only sold it half a street away from him.
Selling cloth and drinking porridge is fine, but trying to save money to pay off debts is useless.
But Xiao Feng didn't try to stop her. Knowing that the two of them were worried, they felt better if they tried to do something, even if it was just a drop in the bucket.
This is how a family should be, just like how they faced Lu Bing together that night.
But no matter how united a family is, one and two halves will be one and two halves. If there should be none, there still won't be.
So at this time, Liu Tong's housekeeper stood in front of Xiao Feng's fortune-telling stall, looking at him with a smile on his face, waiting for the sun to set.
When the sun sets, Xiao Feng's house belongs to Liu Tong. He can only take his family and leave and never return to the capital.
Even if he still holds the marriage certificate in his hand, it is still a piece of waste paper, and it is too hard to wipe his butt.
The old Taoist didn't know the agreement of ten taels of silver, so he was very puzzled when he saw the proud look of the steward in front of him.
It wasn't until Qiaoqiao came running out of breath and handed the eight and a half taels of silver and a bunch of scattered copper coins to Xiao Feng that the old Taoist learned the whole story from Qiaoqiao.
The total amount of the pile of copper coins was less than half a tael of silver. And this was obtained by Qiaoqiao by selling all the cloth he had at home.
Seeing that the sun was about to hit the western mountains, the old Taoist panicked, and he started to writhe on his body in a hurry.
Xiao Feng was surprised when he saw that the old Taoist took out fifty copper coins from his body. He thought that the old Taoist would not have more than ten copper coins on his body, because two ribs were still exposed under the armpits of the Taoist robe.
But this is not enough, at least one tael of silver is missing.
The worst thing for a person is not to drown in the water, but to be only one step away from reaching the shore. This is what Liu Tong who was guarding the door of the house thought at this time.
Because she missed the correct way to use medicinal wine, Liu Tong became very angry and the corners of her mouth were blistered.
Looking at the sun gradually setting in the west, Liu Tong felt that his anger would soon dissipate, and he felt that he was about to have a double happiness.
That night Zhao Wenhua came to visit in person, which flattered Liu Tong.
Although he was Yan Song's godson, his reputation was not very good. However, the minister of the Ministry of Industry was two levels higher than himself, a member of the household ministry, and his rights were even more incomparable.
Zhao Wenhua got straight to the point. I already know that you paid Zhao Er to cause trouble. Zhao Er was beaten because of it and is still lying at home.
Liu Tong apologized again and again: "I really didn't know that Zhao Er was your lord's family member. I just thought he was a well-known person on the ground... Ah, he was recommended by the housekeeper. I am willing to pay for the medical expenses."
Zhao Wenhua smiled and shook his head: "I'm not here to ask questions. That Zhao Er is a rogue, and it's not worth it to show off just because he's a distant relative of me. I came here to hear from the housekeeper that you have a bet with Xiao Feng
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Liu Tong was stunned, thinking that good things should not go out, and bad things would spread thousands of miles. No matter what, it was not a gentleman to regret his marriage, so he was full of shame.
Zhao Wenhua smiled and said: "Brother, you don't have to be like this. It's human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages in life. What's wrong with this? But I am willing to help you with this bet."
Liu Tong felt relieved and said that she was right. In front of you, I have nothing to be ashamed of.
"I wonder how you can help me, sir?"
"I will let people spread rumors that Xiao Feng is a deceiver and steals his reputation. At the same time, I will ask the housekeeper to inform those wealthy businessmen not to join in the fun. I work in the Ministry of Industry, and the wealthy businessmen are very considerate."
The minister of the Ministry of Industry is equivalent to the second largest labor contractor in the country. Many wealthy businessmen want to curry favor with him, so if he secretly sends a message, it will naturally not be a problem.
Although Zhao Wenhua refused to tell why he wanted to help Liu Tong, Liu Tong was still very happy and respectfully sent Zhao Wenhua away.
Although Liu Tong is not a member of the Yan Party and is quite hesitant about joining the Party, it would be best if he could have some friendship without joining the Party.
Everyone in the world is like this. They want to benefit from it, but don't want to be burdened by it. People like Zhao Wenhua who directly kowtow to recognize their godfather are really villains.
Xiao Feng knew nothing about this, and he couldn't go to the street to lure customers, so he could only wait and wait.
The old Taoist didn't want to lose this good neighbor, so without waiting for Xiao Feng to say anything, he took the initiative to run over and changed Xiao Feng's sign to "One word, one tael".
While correcting it, he muttered: "Although no one may count one tael of silver, but hope is always higher."
After thinking about it, he said in a very low voice: "Do you only have Zhang Tianci to support you? Find another one and get a tael of silver, that's enough!"
Xiao Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head. He vaguely felt something was wrong, but there was not much he could do at this time.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't do it for himself, he really wanted to write something right away to see if he could survive this disaster.
At this time in Yan Mansion, Yan Shifan and Lu Bing were drinking face to face.
Lu Bing, who was supposed to be wearing the Feiyu uniform, was still covered in a white robe. This was a privilege only for the top leaders, and I didn't have to wear a uniform.
Yan Shifan is dressed in Tsing Yi, which looks simple, but is by no means simple. It is made of the best silk in the world, and is as smooth as the skin of the woman next to him.
That's right, there is a woman kneeling next to Yan Shifan and Lu Bing. She is extremely beautiful and is not inferior to the four top names in Chunyan Tower.
Yan Shifan's mouth was drinking wine and eating vegetables, but the wine and vegetables were not brought into his mouth by his own hands, but by the woman's hands.
Both of his own hands were in the woman's clothes and they were very busy.
Lu Bing was better than him, only one hand was busy, and the other hand was normally picking up food and drinking.
The two are similar in age, and Lu Bing is three years older than Yan Shifan, so Yan Shifan is considered a senior brother.
Judging from the two people's calm looks, it seems that such a drinking scene is normal, but in fact it is the first time.
Although the two women had been trained, they obviously had not experienced such a battle in broad daylight. Their faces were blushing and they were extremely shy.
Yan Song had already gone down to court and was drinking tea and chatting with his wife Ouyang in the back hall.
The housekeeper invited in and explained the situation of Yan Shifan and Lu Bing in detail.
Ouyang frowned: "Qing'er has always been fooling around. It's still broad daylight. How unbecoming it is. The same goes for Lu Bing. He's older than Qing'er. He's thirty-eight or nine years old, and he's so unstable."
The only people who can call Yan Shifan by his nickname are his parents. Even his father, Yan Song, calls him "Donglou" instead of his nickname when chatting with him alone.
Yan Song smiled and said to his wife: "There are young people who are lustful and mischievous, but my wife has underestimated Qing'er and also underestimated Lu Bing."
Ouyang raised his eyebrows: "What do you mean by this?"
Yan Song personally refilled the tea for his wife with a smile on his face.
"Then Lu Bing's family is short of beautiful wives and concubines? Why is he so lustful? Qing'er usually behaves mischievously, but he has never been like this in the house.
Today, Qing'er tested each other with this, which was a deliberate act of self-defilation; Lu Bing drank with him openly, which was an act of compromising himself. Next, the two of them may do something even more outrageous."
The lady was surprised: "Hasn't Lu Bing always been on good terms with my family? Why are you so testing?"
Yan Song looked calm and drank tea slowly: "Long live trust Lu Bing as much as me. If we work together, we will both benefit, and if we divide, we will lose. Don't worry, Qing'er has a sense of proportion."
Yan Shifan was becoming more and more unrestrained at this time. The clothes of the woman beside him had been pulled down to her chest. Her face was filled with a sultry smile, but her single eye was always looking at Lu Bing.
"Brother Wenfu, I will never forget you even if I have a good mouth. You always keep your word, but you can't slap me in the face."
Lu Bing smiled and pulled off the clothes of the woman next to him, causing a cooing cry.
"Donglou, if you don't touch him, I won't help him. Once I say something, I will never go back on it."
The two laughed, and then there was a burst of silk shattering and an indescribable sound in the room.