Zuiyuelou's backer is so strong that even after Jia Zhen fell to her death, it continued to operate without much rest.
As natural and man-made disasters continue to intensify, the city outside Shenjing becomes increasingly desolate, and more and more people are hungry.
But in the Zuiyue Tower, there were still riddles on paper drunken lanterns, and the smell of meat and wine was strong.
At the beginning of Xu Shi, when Li Yunze rode his horse to the outside of Zuiyue Tower, he was as conspicuous as a beam of light in the dark night.
Several carriages nearby had already arrived at the door. When they saw Li Yunze waiting here, they turned around and left.
The name of the Living King of Hell soon spread throughout the entire Shenjing City through Jia Mu's mouth.
Anyone who knows some news has heard how many people he dealt with yesterday.
Some of those who can come to Zuiyue Tower are innocent and will definitely run away when they see the living King of Hell here.
"Master Hou."
The shopkeeper with picturesque features hurriedly greeted him, "The magpies have been chirping all day long. It turns out that the Marquis is here. Please come in. I will treat Gao Le well."
"Your magpies are chirping every day. Please use a different excuse next time." Turning over and dismounting, Li Yunze shook his head and said, "As an official of the imperial court, how can I come to your place to have fun? I am here to handle the matter."
These righteous words frightened the beauty so much that she closed the door.
If you go to Zuiyue Building to do anything, you can't bombard my building.
Thinking of this, the shopkeeper, who was only in his thirties, smiled. Lian walked up and naturally held Li Yunze's arm, "Master Hou~~~ I am a small family here, but I can't withstand the cannons of Master Hou, so I hope Lord Marquis, please be merciful and forgive me."
Li Yunze has always been tolerant towards beautiful women. Even though he knew that the shopkeeper in front of him had many things to do, he had no intention of disrespecting her profession.
He broke free from his arms, glanced at the several red gauze lanterns hanging under the eaves, and walked into the building. "I am doing my work, who dares to stop me?"
Indeed, no one dared to stop him. The few boys at the door nodded, bowed and smiled with chrysanthemum faces.
Not to mention blocking, I didn't dare to say another word.
There are many heroes in Shenjing City who used to be very arrogant, but their heads are still hanging in wooden cages at this time.
These guys are nothing.
The Zuiyue Tower was very lively, with singing and dancing on the stage, servants and waiters carrying wine and food, and tables, chairs and boxes everywhere were bustling with people. It was a scene of peace and prosperity.
Drinking wine and eating food casually here is enough to satisfy the hungry people outside the city.
The dark-faced Li Yunze stood there, and as dozens of personal guards with swords poured in behind him, a chill began to spread all over his body.
The red-faced guests at the nearby table soon stopped laughing. They all lowered their heads, eager to stuff themselves into the pan, for fear that the living king of hell would see their faces.
There was no sound here, and the people nearby looked over naturally, and then they saw Li Yunze, and then they fell silent.
As the news was passed on, within a short time, the entire first floor of Zuiyue Tower fell silent.
Even the artists who were singing and dancing on the stage in the middle of the building stopped at a loss.
"Don't stop."
Li Yunze greeted the artists loudly, "Keep playing music, keep dancing!"
The shopkeeper who hurriedly followed in stared at the stage while the artists hurriedly continued singing and dancing. …."Master Hou~~~" The shopkeeper came over charmingly, and Li Yunze looked at him with a look that frightened her so much that she froze, "You want to interfere with official business?"
The shopkeeper was extremely anxious, but he had no choice but to remove his backer.
And the backer is useless, she knows that, her own backer has also been severely criticized by this man.
"Where is Feng Ziying?"
Upon hearing this inquiry, the shopkeeper took a deep breath.
He was only half-breathed because he was not here to cause trouble for his family. He was only half-breathed because he was still here to cause trouble. Something would definitely happen later.
"Master Feng and the others are having a drink on the fifth floor."
Without saying a word, Li Yunze turned around and walked up the stairs with his hands behind his back.
The shopkeeper stamped his feet anxiously, hurriedly summoned his confidants, and whispered, "Go to the prince quickly and ask him to make an idea. Also, call Mingyue over quickly."
After saying that, he grabbed the hem of his skirt and hurriedly chased after her.
Logically speaking, you should go straight upstairs, and go to the fifth floor by taking steps one by one.
But Li Yunze refused. When he reached the second floor, he walked around the corridor and stood at the window to look inside.
Anyone who knew him in the box was too frightened to speak.
There's a man who's drunk and doesn't know him, but he's talking dirty words, 'What are you looking at! '
Naturally, the guards would rush in, drag the person out, and then blast him with a blaster in the corridor.
People with a military background don't know what propriety means. With one punch, at least half of the teeth in the mouth will be knocked out.
When he arrived on the third floor, many private rooms that got the news closed their doors and windows one after another. Not to mention the laughter and laughter inside, they didn't even dare to breathe.
The reputation of the Living King of Hell is so fierce!
The shopkeeper was almost dizzy. This was no restaurant at all. It was as quiet as a cemetery. Especially since the stage in the middle of the first floor was still playing and playing, there was no doubt that the atmosphere was in place.
They made it all the way to the fifth floor and stood at the door of Feng Ziying's box.
Several waiters in the room were busy adding wine and food. In front of the embroidered screen, there were several women standing or sitting, surrounded by pink and pink figures. They were holding red tooth sandalwood boards, flutes, pipes, lutes and other instruments in their hands, and they were setting off the scene. atmosphere.
All the gentlemen are surrounded by beauties serving wine and serving dishes. All of them are dressed in fresh clothes and have pretty faces.
Li Yunze met an acquaintance, and Dabaolian, who was supposed to be recovering at home, was actually among them.
Everyone, who had been drinking until their faces turned red, finally realized something was wrong.
Turning around to look over, he was surprised to see Li Yunze standing at the door with his hands behind his back.
Li Yunze looked at Dabao's panic-stricken face with a half-smile, "The injury on your butt healed very quickly."
Feng Ziying stood up and stepped forward, bowing her hands and saluting, "Second brother is here. You are such an honored guest that you can't even invite. Please take your seat quickly."
At this time, Miss Mingyue, who was feeling unwell and had no work tonight, also hurried over.
The shopkeeper took Mingyue's hand and came forward with an affectionate smile: "Master Hou, we are all friends. Let's sit down and have a few drinks together. Mingyue, go and serve Master Hou."
After waving his hand, Li Yunze ignored the very good-looking girl Mingyue and Feng Ziying who smiled affectionately. He walked straight up to Dabao Lian and looked at him condescendingly. .... Dabaolian instinctively wanted to lower his head, but when he thought about it, he couldn't lose his place in front of all his friends. He then raised his head and looked at Li Yunze stubbornly.
'Snapped! '
After a big competition, Jia Baoyu was slapped directly to the ground.
Everyone was shocked, and no one dared to say anything or move.
"You..." Jia Baoyu, whose face turned red, stumbled up and wanted to fight back, but was followed by another slap.
He reached out and grabbed the hem of Jia Baoyu's clothes and pumped him back and forth more than a dozen times. He didn't stop until Dabao's face started to cry.
"If you are not good at writing, you will not be good at martial arts. If you don't study hard and don't practice martial arts, if you spend all your time fooling around with these gangsters, my second uncle will be pissed off by you!"
All the friends in the room were holding their breath and feeling uncomfortable. If it were anyone else, they would have started fighting long ago.
But Li Yunze's reputation is too great, and he is a general who has actually been on the battlefield, so the dudes really don't dare.
Moreover, it is only natural for an elder brother to teach his younger brother a lesson in this era.
"Go back to your studies! If I see you dare to come to a place like this again, I will break your legs!"
Jia Baoyu, whose face was completely lost, covered his face in tears and was about to lower his head and leave. He really had no face to stay any longer.
However, he was stopped by Feng Ziying halfway.
Maybe he drank too much, or maybe he was unhappy about being screwed as an organizer, or maybe he felt that his father, as the governor of the Beijing Camp, was already qualified to fight with Li Yunze.
In short, Feng Ziying took the initiative and said, "Brother Lian, you are going too far."
Glancing at him indifferently, Li Yunze turned to look at the other people around the table, "Who are you?"
Several people quickly stood up and saluted.
"Second-class male, Beijing Camp Commander Jiang Zining, I have met the Marquis."
"Second-class male, Beijing camp guerrilla Xie Jing, met the Marquis."
"Second-class man, Qi Jianhui, a guerrilla from the Beijing camp, has met the Marquis."
"Wei Ruolan, I have met the Marquis."
Hearing this name, Li Yunze raised his eyebrows slightly, "Young Master Shen Qing, He Qi Ruolan. Are you Wei Ruolan?"
The handsome Wei Ruolan was a little surprised as to why the living King of Hell in front of him looked at her so highly, "Yes, this is Wei Ruolan."
He is not an ordinary person, but a prince and grandson, just a side branch.
After all, if you can come here to attend the banquet, how can you be qualified as an ordinary person to attend?
Li Yunze smiled and nodded slowly.
Just when everyone thought the atmosphere had eased, the shopkeeper even wanted to make Le Sheng hurry up.
Li Yunze suddenly turned cold and shouted on the spot, "Get out of here!"
The atmosphere in the room condensed instantly.
"Master Hou!" Feng Ziying, with a frosty face, suddenly stepped forward, "Don't bully others too much!"
Lowering his eyelids and looking at his feet, Li Yunze said calmly, "You move your left foot first."
Everyone'(⊙﹏⊙)'
What does this mean?
"The way you walk with your left foot first makes me unhappy. I will take you back to hold you accountable."
Everyone'(°ー°〃)'
This horse-riding one can do it too!
Feng Ziying laughed angrily, "Lian Er, others are afraid of you, but I'm not." Li Yunze ignored him and directly said, "Take it down."
The guards outside immediately rushed in.
"Let's see who dares!" Feng Ziying put on her posture, "I am the son of the Jiedushi Commander of the Beijing Camp... Oops~"
Li Yunze's personal guards don't care whose son you are. Since the general has given the order, they will take action directly.
When it comes to kung fu, Feng Ziying must have it in her body.
But he doesn't know how to subdue the dragon with the Eighteen Palms, so how can he stop the wolf-like and tiger-like personal guards.
Not only was he knocked to the ground quickly, but he was also beaten with a black nose and a swollen face.
"Jia, you dare to arrest someone without permission." Feng Ziying, who was pressed on the floor, was still saying, "Just wait...ah!"
After punching down, he finally stopped screaming.
Li Yunze took two steps forward and leaned over to look at him, "You have been dancing very happily recently. Do you really think that your father can give orders to the capital after he becomes the governor of the capital? The men of the Jia family are not dead yet!"
When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.
The Jiedu envoy of Jingying was originally a hereditary member of the Jia family, but now it was transferred to Feng Tang, and Feng Ziying was trying to expand his power.
If the Jia family does not express anything, then there is something wrong and they will be ridiculed for being weak and incompetent.
Jiang Zining, Xie Jing, Wei Ruolan and others all stepped forward to help.
Regardless of whether it is useful or not, at least it has an attitude.
But at this time, Jia Baoyu lowered his head and covered his face, and walked out quickly.
Everyone was stunned at first, and then showed contempt on their faces. Even the shopkeeper and Miss Mingyue looked contemptuous.
If it weren't for the fact that the Jia family still had Lian Er, it would be no different from the death of the man. .
The Greatest Good Is Like No Water reminds you: remember to collect it after reading it
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