Hualei Street, located at the southwest of the Drum Tower, was a north-south street. On the right side of the street, there were many tall houses and old mansions. Many rich families were gathered here. Occasionally there were some inns and restaurants. The left side of the street was even more luxurious, but that street was almost all the property of the Wangfu.
Wang Long was rich and powerful. His house occupied a large area. The total area was almost no less than the Wangfu. So, like the Acting Wangfu on the Royal Street, it was also called the Wangfu by many busybodies.
Wang Long was extravagant and had countless wives and concubines. This place was close to the Great Wall, so the atmosphere was open. Wang Long did not have the bearing of a wealthy family. He often went to the brocade building on the street and ordered his beautiful wives and concubines to dress up and look at them.
Among his beautiful concubines, there were twelve who were the most beautiful, so there were flatterers who took the opportunity to flatter him. They called Wang Long's wives and concubines the "Twelve Beautiful Screens", meaning that when these twelve beauties stood in the attic, they were like twelve exquisite screens that people would be infatuated with.
Wang Long had already spread the news that today he was going to order his beautiful concubines to show off their beauty. This news had already spread throughout the city. Tang Yixian heard the servants whispering in the Wangfu. She did not know the details and really thought that it was a big family showing off their rare treasures.
Today "Xin Sheng Restaurant" had been booked by Liu Biao. Since he had dug a hole for Wang Long to jump in, of course he couldn't do it with great fanfare. It's just that the restaurant had two floors, both inside and outside, were full of customers. If other people wanted to come, they would have to find another restaurant.
Yang Ling was wearing a robe made of the skin of a Pegasus, a hat made of mink skin, and a pair of green satin and black leather boots. Even though his attire was expensive, it was not ostentatious. Coupled with his stature, he had the bearing of an elegant young master. Behind him stood a handsome little boy in a blue shirt and a small hat. This little boy was Emperor Zhengde.
Yang Ling wanted to seduce the lecherous Wang Long, and the perfect candidate in his hand was the beautiful Tang Yixian. Tang Yixian giggled as she listened to Yang Ling's plan. This girl was mischievous by nature, and she was also helping her closest cousin, so naturally she readily agreed.
Yang Ling originally wanted to hide it from Zhengde but who would have thought that Zhengde heard the news from Tang YiXian and insisted on coming along no matter what. Yang Ling made things difficult for him by pretending to be a study boy. When this little Emperor who did not play by common sense heard this, he was very pleased. Without waiting for Yang Ling to finish, he ran to force Zhang Yong to get him a set of green clothes and a small hat and excitedly dressed himself up.
Yang Ling had no choice but to bring this living ancestor to Xin Sheng Restaurant. The customers in the restaurant were all palace guards dressed in different colors. The streets were bustling with tourists, soldiers, peddlers, and servants waiting to see the beauties. Among them, there were also many people from the palace.
In the "Taibai Ju" next to "Xin Sheng Restaurant", the window of a private room on the second floor was also open. Inside the room, a charcoal fire was burning brightly. A man in a green robe with gray hair and only a black jade hairpin in his hair bun slightly frowned and said: "Wang Long is too arrogant. He has nothing to do with the" Twelve Screens ". Old Yu, you should persuade him to restrain himself."
On the other side, Squire Yu, who was wearing a brocade robe decorated with copper coins and had a naturally smiling face, looked like a Maitreya Buddha. He wiped the sweat on his temples with a handkerchief and chuckled, "It's precisely because he's so flamboyant that no one will suspect his identity. On the contrary, I feel that Wang Long's disguise as a scoundrel is very successful. Everyone knows that he's addicted to wine and women. Will those shrewd local officials, such as Hu Zan and Yang Yiqing, still suspect that a notorious merchant reeking of money is one of us?"
The man in the green robe snorted coldly and said: "The problem is that Wang Long did not deliberately do it. It is just his nature. Be careful not to overdo it and fall into big trouble!"
Protector Yu chuckled and didn't say anything. The Maitreya Sect was also divided into factions. The three young masters were gradually coming of age and each had real power in the sect. Wang Long belonged to Li Dayi's faction, but the man in the green robe was one of Li Daren's masters. Naturally, he did not like him.
At the door stood a tall and strong young man with sharp eyes. Although he was dressed like a servant, his cold and fierce aura was restrained. It seemed to be hidden but also moved at the same time. It had an intimidating aura. When he saw the man in the green robe waving his hand, he knew that the two had more important issues to discuss. He gently nodded and quietly retreated outside to wait.
The man in the green robe picked up a piece of mutton with chopsticks and dipped it in the boiling soup. Then he dipped it in some seasoning and put it into his mouth. He chewed and said: "Hua Dang and the others are already here. I think they will be able to get in touch with Yang in a few days. The matter of slaying the dragon is imminent. How is the eagle now?"
Steward Yu chuckled: "Don't worry, he has been active in the Pingshun area recently. But once the news arrives, he will be here in a flash. Haha, they are also determined to get it. Don't worry."
"Hmm!" The man in the green robe nodded with satisfaction and said: "The most important thing is that the person who is breaking the pass must not make any mistakes. We must ensure that the eagle goes straight to the palace to find the pearl. If it is entangled, it will be difficult."
Steward Yu touched his three-layered chin and said softly: "If the two armies are in a stalemate, the Chief's surprise army …" He said as his thick palm gently moved down.
The man in the green robe shook his head and sneered: "Ridiculous! It is still a short time. Do you think the Chief can control more than ten thousand people? At most, he can kill the general at the critical moment and disrupt their deployment. The Chief's identity cannot be exposed, and his military power cannot be relied on! "
Steward Yu said solemnly: "Yes, I understand."
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The opposite pavilions were opened one by one. One by one, gorgeously dressed beauties appeared at the windows. Outside the window, there was a burst of cheering and jumping. It was livelier than a temple fair.
These beauties had enchanting figures and beautiful faces. But this behavior was like choosing a courtesan in a brothel. The dignified richest aristocratic family of Datong actually allowed their women to show their faces in public. Passersby would comment on them. It was really unimaginable. Even Yang Ling could not help but shake his head.
A tall and burly man dressed in a snow-white fox fur roared with laughter as he ascended the pavilion. He walked up the stairs with a smug look on his face. Those extremely seductive women were sitting in front of the windows, either playing the pipa, zither, or flute. Unexpectedly, they all had their own talents.
Yang Ling thought that this Wang Long must be a rich man who had lost his body to wine and women. He did not expect him to be such a strong man. He was seven feet tall, with a square face and thick eyebrows. He actually had a heroic air. One really could not judge a book by its cover.
The women's talents were indeed extraordinary. It was a pity that the men in the alley only knew how to appreciate the beauty of their skin. When they looked down from above, their breasts were protruding, their waists were slender, their skin was white and tender. Some were coquettish, some were graceful, some were beautiful, and some were elegant. There were all kinds of amorous feelings. It was really pleasing to the eye. At this time, there was a lot of tinkling. Other than the rich men in the opposite restaurant, these people could only hear the sound but could not see them. Naturally, they would make a ruckus.
Yang Ling gave a look to Liu Biao who was dressed like a merchant. Liu Biao understood and quietly went downstairs. Yang Ling did not look at the sumptuous dishes on the table. He closed his eyes and thought about what Liu Biao said to him yesterday: "Wang Long is an extremely lustful person. He takes pleasure in collecting beautiful women. Every time he meets a beautiful girl, he will seduce them with a large sum of money. Maybe with fame and fortune, he will seize them and bring them into his family for fun."
Yang Ling could not help but smile. He had seen all of the beauties just now, and they were indeed alluring beauties, each with their own style. But none of them was as petite and delicate as Tang Yixian, a beautiful girl who could be both happy and angry. Since Wang Long had a hobby of collecting all kinds of beauties, he would definitely be tempted if he saw her.
In a short while, Liu Biao led Tang Yixian up the stairs. All the foreigners in the building suddenly became quiet. It was as if they were holding their breath. Yang Ling could not help but stare.
He only told Tang Yixian to dress herself well. She must be elegant and refined. She must be unforgettable. She must also be in line with the identity of a servant girl.
As for how she should dress herself, Tang Yixian was a girl who dared to drink arsenic because of her beauty. Although she could not remember the past, her sense of beauty would not be forgotten. Yang Ling was not good at this and could not give any advice. So he had only just seen Tang Yixian's appearance.
He originally thought that she would wear light makeup and dress herself up in a red shirt and green jacket. Unexpectedly, she was dressed like a plain soup and noodles. There was nothing fancy about it. Even that cute and cute paddy field clothes were changed.
Black clothes and black pants were tied around her slender waist.
The hem of her clothes hung down. Her long black hair was divided into two bunches and hung down to her hips. Her face was as smooth as a peeled egg white. Her skin was as white as snow. Her eyes were like lacquer. She looked like she was carved out of snow or jade.
She looked like a pig. There was a common saying that a woman must be beautiful. Unexpectedly, she was dressed in black and gave off an unforgettable beauty.
Tang Yixian held a zither in her hands, a purple bamboo flute hanging from her belt as she confidently walked up the stairs. She could not help but let out a cheeky smile when she saw Yang Ling's stunned gaze. Then, her almond-shaped eyes widened, and her distinct black and white pupils glared fiercely at Zheng De, who was standing behind her cousin, looking like a pig.
When Zhengde saw it, he quickly cooperated and wiped the corner of his mouth. He acted like he had just wiped off his saliva. Seeing Tang Yixian giggling, he then spread out his sleeves and placed the zither horizontally on the table. He raised his watery eyes and looked inquiringly at Yang Ling.
The little attendant behind Yang Ling was just a decoration. Yang Ling did not expect him to do a good job. So he picked up the wine pot and poured a cup. He then nodded slightly towards Tang Yixian.
Tang YiXian smiled, lowered her head and played the zither a few times, then her ten slender fingers stroked down, a burst of pleasant music flowed out from her fingers. Tang YiXian was playing an ancient song, the tune was simple, the melody beautiful, compared to the overly seductive tune of the "Twelve Screens" on the opposite building, it had a feeling of coming out of the mud but not being tainted, a feeling of cleansing but not being seductive.
Yang Ling raised his cup and smiled. This was what it meant to be original and unique. If it was in a modern talent show, such a unique contestant would definitely get extra points because of her ingenuity and originality.
As the tune started, a clear and melodious voice slowly spread out from upstairs.
"Originally a magpie in the world of mortals, today I am fated to be in the celestial world. Clear dew on the head of a beautiful woman. Delicate clouds with green wings. One call for Qi Fen Yu. Two calls for Magpie Bridge An. Three calls for the weaver girl to come. Slight ripples appear in the clouds … Who is rushing here? The wind blows between the magpies. Haggard against haggard, tears gather in the eyes … Our meeting is like a dream. I wish to be drunk in the dream. Sharing the same dream with you. When I wake up, it will be next year. "
The simple and unadorned tune matched beautifully with the beautiful poem, and sung by her pleasant voice, complemented each other. After the song was finished, not only did all the beauties opposite her stand up and look over, even the tall Master Wang rushed to the window and leaned on the railing to look over.
The people downstairs could only hear the voice and not see the person, but they could guess that someone was trying to suppress Wang Long's arrogance. They felt that there was a good show to watch, so they decided to fan the flames. They immediately cheered loudly, and the momentum immediately suppressed the "twelve screens" opposite them.
Yang Ling closed his eyes and listened. Then he opened his eyes and said, "Originally a magpie in the world of mortals, now I am fated to be in the celestial world … Xiaoxian, your voice is clear, your figure is as cute as a sparrow in the clouds. Although you don't have the power of a phoenix or the beauty of a peacock spreading its tail, it is rare and rare."
He glanced at the twelve beautiful 'brocade screens' in front of him and sighed, "There are really too many phoenixes in this world today."
Tang Yixian was amused by his teasing tone and quickly covered her mouth with her hand. But she still smiled and said, "Cousin, you have no manners. There are so many beautiful girls for you to look at, and you still want to insult them."
Zhengde also sighed. "How are they phoenixes? They are basically a group of golden chickens …"
"Humph!" Tang Yixian did not have a good expression on her face. She glared at him and said, "You are even worse."
Emperor Zhengde rolled his eyes and said, "But I have Zhengde."
"What?" Tang Yixian did not understand and could not help but ask.
Emperor Zhengde quickly changed the topic and said with a low laugh, "Miss Yixian, if I were to say, you are you. You don't need to be like that phoenix, and even less like that peacock." He looked deeply at Tang Yixian and said word by word, "Even a small sparrow in the clouds can still suppress a phoenix, and all birds will pay homage!"
Coming from Zheng De's mouth, this sentence naturally had a profound meaning, Zhang Yong who was sitting next to him was startled when he heard it, the guards around them were all from the Imperial Palace, naturally they understood the meaning of Zheng De's words, especially Zheng De who had always been laughing and joking without an ounce of decency, right now his tone was indescribably solemn, their gazes towards Tang Yixian were suddenly different.
Tang Yixian did not understand the meaning of his words and thought that this little soldier was flattering her again. Hugging Yang Ling's thigh, she could not help but wrinkled her nose and made a face at him. Then she stood up and took out the purple bamboo flute from her slender waist and started to play it.
Appreciating the elegant rhythm of the ancient songs, listening to the beautiful sounds of nature. A handsome and refined scholar, a green-clothed and small hat handsome manservant, a black-clothed and black-clothed pretty maid with bright eyes and white teeth, a window, a table and a pot of wine, it was like a painting. The beauties opposite could not help but be mesmerized. Their gazes of adoration lingered on Yang Ling and Zhengde's faces.
That rich man Wang Longwang's Adam's apple moved, suddenly grabbed a golden cup and downed the wine in one gulp. He stroked his beard and stared unblinkingly at this side.
Tang Yixian puffed her cheeks and continued to play the flute, her big eyes that could speak gradually revealed a crafty look. She glanced at Yang Ling and then proudly walked across Zhengde and circled around the building. Yang Ling's heart moved and suddenly thought of something.
Sure enough, Tang Yixian was playing the flute horizontally, right now both her hands were lifting the flute away from her lips but her small mouth was slightly upturned, the sound of the flute still lingered in spirals, the tone and tone were exactly the same as before. She used her vocal skills to play the flute and no one could hear any flaws. What was even more difficult was that when the purple flute left her lips, she instantly used her vocal skills to replace it, and the connection was smooth to the extreme.
The entire building of guards almost cheered but was this girl someone that they could admire? The words were at the tip of their mouths but they swallowed it back down, only their faces were all red with excitement. Zhengde was already mesmerized, if not he would definitely take the lead and shout. Only Yang Ling had already guessed it and could not help but lightly clap his hands and nodded to her with a smile.
When Tang Yixian was at the 'Silk Flower House', whenever she performed this unique skill, the customers would definitely cheer loudly. The loudest cheering was of course the 'big teapot' that was arranged in the middle of the guests to boost the atmosphere. Although there was no pimp joining in the fun, Wang Long on the opposite building saw this scene and was as shocked as a celestial being. He slammed the railing and shouted, "Good! It's really a marvelous skill! "
This time he was even more tempted to take her in. It must be known that this little girl was not only extremely beautiful, talented and beautiful, what was even rarer was that she actually had such a brilliant vocal skill. The Maitreya Sect used all kinds of tricks to deceive the villagers. Among those tricks, there is an important tool that cannot be missing, and that is the vocal skill. If I take her in, won't it strengthen my sect's power?
Tang Yixian heard that her intended target of seduction was working so hard to cooperate, her eyes sparkled as she smiled sweetly at him. She put the flute back into her belt and picked up the zither as if she was about to retreat downstairs. As soon as Wang Long saw this, he anxiously said, "Miss, wait, wait!"
He was so impatient that he actually could not wait to go downstairs and go around to the corner door before coming out again. He anxiously called the housekeeper to bring a ladder and went down the ladder to the back wall, leading two strong and sturdy men towards this building.
Zhengde walked over to Tang Yixian's side and said in a low voice with a laugh, "The little bee has been provoked by your big miss. Watch how I slap him to death in a moment."
Tang Yixian snorted and said, "Just you? Did you see his body? Be careful that he will slap you to the wall. How pitiful, I still have to spend a lot of effort to peel you off. "
Zhengde saw her half-angry, half-angry and flirtatious look and his heart was itching to scratch. He teased, "Strange, who am I to you? Why would I ask you to help me bury my body? Heh heh heh heh … "
Tang Yixian rolled her eyes and said, "This, usually when I see little kittens, little dogs, little chicks, when they die, I will also be kind enough to bury them."
"You …" Zhengde was extremely angry and said hatefully, "If I am the Emperor, I will bring you into the palace and throw you into the Cold Palace. I will let you face the four walls of the palace and watch the sky from the bottom of the well. Hahahaha …"
Tang Yixian retorted sarcastically, "If I am the Empress, I will not be as inhumane as you. I will definitely bring you into the palace and make you stay by my side every day."
Zhengde happily said, "What? You want me to be your Empress? Haha. "
Tang Yixian said with a smile that was not a smile, "I want you to be my personal eunuch, is that good enough for you? Hahaha … "
Seeing the two of them flirting, Yang Ling was secretly happy for them. With the appreciation of the Former Emperor and the intention to entrust him to be an orphan, plus this young ruler did not put on any airs and was sincere towards him, Yang Ling had already faintly regarded him as his good brother. Tang Yixian was a good friend of his two beloved wives and had done a lot for him. Yang Ling now not only had the title of a cousin, he really experienced a kind of relationship where blood is thicker than water. Naturally he was willing to see her find happiness.
Zhengde was about the same age as her and they were in love with each other. Now that Tang Yixian, with the identity of the factory supervisor's cousin, had such a good impression of a small military officer like him, it was very likely that they would quickly get together. He was also sincerely happy for them.
Faintly hearing the sound of the stairs, Yang Ling hurriedly coughed and said, "They're coming, be careful!"
Zhengde hurriedly and suddenly flashed behind him. Tang Yixian also flashed behind him with her zither. Wang Long strode up the stairs in big strides. As soon as he saw Yang Ling, he cupped his fists and laughed, "This gentleman has an extraordinary bearing, I wonder what your name is? You don't seem to be from Datong? "
Yang Ling smiled as he stood up and cupped his fists, saying, "I am Wu Ciren from Suzhou. I have long heard of Wang Yuanwai's great name. I heard that there is a 'Twelve Embroidered Screens Gathering' on Hualei Street today. I was on a whim and brought my family to watch. I was itching to play, so I also played a song to liven things up. If I have disturbed Wang Yuanwai's mood, I hope you do not take offense."
As Wang Long spoke to him, his shifty eyes darted behind him. After hearing his introduction, he was startled, saying, "Suzhou's surname is Wu?"
He sized up Yang Ling's simple and not vulgar attire, and then looked at the character of the servant behind him. He could not help but be moved, saying, "I wonder if Suzhou's richest man, Wu Jiyuan, Wu Yuanwai, do you know him?"
Yang Ling hurriedly said solemnly, "It is indeed my uncle. Does Wang Yuanwai know my uncle?"
Wang Long laughed and said, "I do not, but I have long heard of the name of Suzhou's richest man, Old Master Wu." Wang Long was the richest man in Datong. He did not rely on land to build his fortune, but on war. In his heart, he did not feel that his wealth was inferior to that of Jiangnan's Wu Jiyuan. It was just that the two places were too far apart to compare. But the Wu family had been rich for generations, and in terms of reputation, a nouveau riche like him could not compare.
Hearing that he was the nephew of Suzhou's richest man, it was not convenient to openly kidnap him. Wang Long chuckled and said, "Master Wu, the aristocratic families of Jiangnan are indeed extraordinary. The servant in your house is also of such character. Even Wang Yuanwai's beloved concubine cannot compare.
Young master has come to the north to do business? Wang is a straightforward person and would like to negotiate with young master. How about I ask young master to transfer the couple behind you to me? Wang is willing to pay a large sum of money, and Wang is involved in all kinds of business in the north. Let us be friends. In the future, if young master needs anything, just say the word. I guarantee that your business will prosper and your wealth will roll in. Among the Wu family's outstanding children, you will be most favored by Old Master Wu. Haha. "
At that time, not to mention maids and servants, even concubines, could be sold to others as goods. Only when the disciples of rich and powerful families had great achievements could they be put in an important position in the family. Wang Long knew that with such a tempting promise, the son of an aristocratic family would gladly agree, so as soon as he finished speaking, he stroked his beard and looked behind him with a smile. He already had the face of a family head.
Yang Ling laughed inwardly when he heard this. This fellow clearly coveted Xian 'er, but he still wanted to buy food and go to Zhengde as compensation. It was as if he wanted to buy a suitable family member to put on a show. But if Yang Ling refused, this number one scoundrel of Datong would use trickery to snatch it away.
Yang Ling put on the appearance of a proud son of a rich family and said, "Many thanks for Brother Wang's kind intentions. It's not easy to find a suitable servant to take care of my food and drink, and to play the zither. If I were to transfer them for money, wouldn't I be a joke? Could it be that the Wu family lacks money? As for business … "
He muttered to himself, then said conceitedly, "The world is full of people for profit. As long as the price is fair and there are benefits to be gained, who can't do business?"
The two tower-like bodyguards behind Wang Long frowned and took a large step forward. Yang Ling took a step back in shock and paled. "You … What are you doing? Datong's Magistrate Wan has a close relationship with our Wu family. "
Wang Long stopped the two bodyguards and looked at the handsome boy and pretty servant behind Yang Ling. The pretty servant's features were picturesque and she was highly skilled. If he could bring her into his family, it would be of great help to him. But the boy was handsome and handsome, and what was even rarer was that he was intelligent and full of heroic spirit. If he could get such a handsome boy to be his playmate, who knew how ecstatic it would be.
Wang Long looked at the handsome boy and the beautiful maidservant's appearance and felt his belly itching to give it a try. His mouth was dry, and he had to make a decision for a long time before he finally made up his mind, "Beautiful women are easy to find, but it's hard to find a handsome and charming boy, so I'll give up on the little girl."
He laughed at the timid Yang Ling and said, "Young Master Wu, don't be afraid. These two are boorish people and don't know the rules."
He scolded them, "Get out of my way, don't scare Young Master Wu." Then he turned his head and said with a face full of smiles, "If that's the case, a gentleman doesn't take what others like. It's not good for Wang to ask for the little servant, but …"
His lustful eyes scanned Zheng De from head to toe, then he chuckled and said, "Mister Wu, since you're so fond of this pretty maidservant, I'm sure you're not interested in men. My condition remains the same, how about you give me this little attendant?"
Interested in men? Yang Ling was stunned for a while before he reacted. He turned his head and saw Zhengde's face was as red as blood and Tang Yixian was laughing with her head down. Yang Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He turned his head back and mumbled, not knowing what to say.
Originally he wanted Zhu Houzhao to seduce Wang Long, why did Wang Long have a special liking for Zhu Houzhao? Originally he planned to force Wang Long to use force and then find an excuse to search his mansion. If he could find evidence, then so be it. If he couldn't find evidence, he offended the imperial envoy first and didn't have the guts to instigate officials to impeach him. Who knew …
Although in this era it was fashionable to be interested in men and those who were once servants would marry and have children in the future and wouldn't be looked down upon, but those were common people. It was still acceptable for the current master to pretend to be a servant, but to ask him to pretend to be a servant … He had to think carefully, this accusation of insulting the Emperor must not be accepted.
Thinking of this, Yang Ling was about to reveal his identity as the imperial envoy and use the people he had arranged to search his mansion. At the table next to him, Zhang Yong angrily slammed the table and stood up, saying angrily, "Bastard! Audacious! Presumptuous! Ah … shameless! The morals of the world are degenerating day by day, the hearts of the people are not what they used to be. "
Halfway through his scolding, he saw Zhengde give him a meaningful look. Only then did he suddenly realize that he couldn't reveal his identity as the Emperor of the Ten Thousand Emperors, so he changed the topic and pretended to be a pedantic Confucian scholar, feeling bitter and hateful.
Wang Long still had some misgivings about the young master of Jiangnan's aristocratic family, but why would he have any misgivings about this old man dressed like an ordinary merchant? He laughed evilly and rushed in front of Zhang Yong in one big stride. Poking his chest with his finger, he arrogantly said, "You old rabbit without a beard, what kind of fart are you letting out! If father wants to play with women, he can play with women. If he wants to play with prostitutes, he can play with prostitutes. Because father has power and father has money. As for people like you, like him, like these poor people, just go home and play with yourselves. "
As he said this, he casually shoved Zhang Yong. Although he had practiced martial arts, he was caught off guard, and there was a bench behind him, so he didn't think to take a horse stance. He stumbled and fell two steps, tripping over the bench and falling to the ground.
Wang Long laughed and sang in a local folk song in a falsetto voice, "I fell flat on my back and can't get up, so I'll crawl on the ground. Why don't you pretend to be a little bastard and walk away from under Grandpa Wang's pants?"
Zhang Yong had never been humiliated like this. He was now the commander of the tens of thousands of troops in the capital and the Emperor's favorite. He was so angry that he fainted, but he was used to listening to Zhengde's orders, so he didn't dare to reveal his identity.
Wang Long triumphantly walked back to Yang Ling's side. He was thinking that if Yang Ling still didn't want to transfer, he could take out his jade pendant and pretend to give it to his errand boy. This tactless young master Wu would certainly come forward to stop him. At that time, he could throw the pendant on the ground and falsely accuse him of compensation. At that time, he could ask for a sky-high price.
Who would have thought that Yang Ling didn't dare to let Zhengde come forward and be ridiculed? It didn't matter if Wang Long didn't investigate, but if he was charged with slandering the monarch as a prostitute, it wouldn't be something that could be explained away by traveling incognito. Perhaps even the Empress Dowager would jump out and have his head chopped off.
Seeing his situation, Yang Ling immediately turned his head to Tang Yixian and hurriedly whispered a few words to her. Then he turned around and shouted, "Offending the imperial envoy, take him down!"
Wu Hanchao, who was disguised as a customer, immediately darted in front of Wang Long like a leopard. Wang Long was shocked, but just as he stretched out his hand, Wu Hanchao had already twisted his joints. With a "crack" sound, one of his arms was removed. Behind him, Liu Biao followed up and kicked him in the back of the knee. The tip of Liu Biao's shoe was wrapped in iron, so the pain was unbearable. Wang Long knelt on the ground with a grunt.
With his martial arts skills, he could at least fight with Wu Hanchao for twenty rounds. Unexpectedly, he was caught off guard and subdued in one move. His arm was held down by Liu Biao. Unless he forcibly broke his left arm, which could still use strength, he wouldn't be able to stand up.
Seeing this, the two bodyguards were greatly shocked. Just as they were about to rush over, an even heavier iron tower was already in front of them. Zhang Fei's beard was unkempt, and he grinned and said, "You don't have any brains, why aren't you kneeling?"
Just as the two of them were stunned, there was a "cha cha cha" sound that made people grind their teeth. Six or seven narrow sabers had already been placed against their necks.
Tang Yixian moved closer to Zhengde. Her beautiful eyebrows and bright eyes were full of smiles. Covering her mouth, she said in a low voice, "So embarrassing. Other people dress themselves up beautifully and put in so much effort to show off their skills. You are not as attractive as your green clothes and small hat. Hee hee, the Wang family is the wealthiest family in Datong. If you marry them, there will be dozens of gorgeously dressed sisters to accompany you. If you want to marry, I'll go ask my cousin for a favor."
In his heart, Zhengde had always hoped that he was a heroic and mighty man. Today, in front of the girl he liked the most, Wang Long was looking at him lecherously, and in front of so many bodyguards, he was treated like a prostitute. He was extremely ashamed and angry. But when he heard Tang Yixian's teasing words, he only felt that it was funny. Instead, his anger disappeared like smoke in thin air.
He gathered his courage and quietly confessed, "Dozens of beautiful sisters are not as cute as a little Xian 'er. I would rather stay in the Yang Family and be a military officer. I only hope to see her pretty face."
Tang Yixian curled her lips and lightly snorted. She, who was extremely fond of beauty, thought that she could not compare to a man. She couldn't help but raise her bow shoe and fiercely stomp on Zhengde's foot. She cursed, "Who told you to be prettier than me? I'll kick you to death!"
Zhengde grimaced. The pain on his foot was sweet in his heart. The beautiful women at the opposite window were looking at this side with fervent eyes, hoping that Wang Long would bring back a beautiful and cute 'sister'. Although they couldn't see what was going on, they couldn't help but scream when they saw the scene of swords and spears being used.
The screams of the 'twelve screens' were truly earth-shattering. The commoners in the alley only heard them shouting 'kidnappers' and 'robbers', but they didn't know what was going on. Some nosy people wanted to rush into the building to take a look. The 'drinkers' on the first floor heard the commotion and knew that the people upstairs had started to move. One by one, they unsheathed their swords and nocked their crossbows. They jumped up with a murderous look. The spectators who rushed into the restaurant turned around and ran away. Their speed was twice as fast as when they rushed in.
Wang Long was stunned. He loudly shouted, "You … you are the imperial envoy, Mr Yang? How would I know that you are here incognito? Those who don't know are not guilty. This commoner has offended you, so I'll just offer wine as an apology. What crime do you have to arrest me for? This commoner refuses to accept this! "
Yang Ling laughed coldly, "You offended the imperial envoy. That's one crime. Calling yourself a prince is beyond the law. That's two crimes. Shouldn't this official arrest you?"
Wang Long was stunned, "Offended the imperial envoy. This … this is fine. When did this commoner call himself a prince?"
The corner of Yang Ling's mouth slanted. He smiled maliciously and said to Tang Yixian, "Xian 'er, you speak."
"Yes, my Lord!" Tang Yixian replied with a smile as beautiful as a flower. Her left hand was on her waist and her right hand was making a orchid gesture. Her eyes sparkled and she sang with joy, "Fell flat on your back. Can't get up. Crawl on the ground. Why don't you pretend to be a little bastard and walk away from this prince's crotch …"
Yang Ling laughed coldly, "If you were an actor and sang the opera of the previous dynasty, even if you pretended to be the emperor, this official wouldn't blame you. But this opera was made up by you and you're a local tyrant. How dare you call yourself a prince? Isn't that disgraceful?"
He rubbed his chin and smiled sinisterly, "Even an actor who goes on stage with makeup wouldn't dare to pretend to be the royalty of this dynasty. People say that one thinks of lust when they are full. Wang Yuanwai is full of lust and thinks of power!"
Wang Long's mouth opened wide. It was a long time before he let out a loud cry. He rushed forward but was pulled back by Liu Biao. Wang Long's eyes almost popped out of their sockets as he said, "I have no enmity with you. Why did you trick me? I was talking about Grandpa Wang. When did I talk about this prince? Who can testify? Your soldiers? Hahaha … "
Before Wang Long's laughter died down, seventy to eighty people suddenly stood up in the restaurant. There were men and women, old and young. They said in unison, "We can testify!"
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