How many wives do you want?
Han Shizhong said these words sharply. Shi Qian couldn't help but rub his eyes and took a closer look, confirming that the lumps he was throwing around in his hands were definitely not luminous pearls worth tens of millions, not even gold, but just It's an ordinary piece of silver.
That guy's tone is loud enough! Shi Qian looked Han Shizhong up and down and decided that this man was definitely an unusual person.
Cao Cao laughed and said jokingly: "Dear brother, Fan Lou is having a tea party. Your ingot of silver is not enough."
Han Shizhong grabbed the silver with his hand, raised his eyebrows and said: "Brother Wu doesn't know something. It's like a place like Fan Tower. It's okay to open your eyes occasionally, but it's boring to go there often. Look at the patrons there, they are all helpless chickens." They are so powerful, but those little ladies are so weak, and they cry for mercy every few times. Is this where I, the good man, should go?"
Note to all readers: Since ancient times, anyone who can express the word "I am poor" generously and from a clear angle is mostly a true hero. This is because only a truly good man knows that nobility is in his heart. Clothes, money, rank and title are all insignificant external matters. Therefore, he will never feel that he is inferior to wealth just because of poverty.
Cao Cao nodded secretly, but deliberately asked in confusion: "Where should a good man go?"
Han Shizhong smiled obscenely: "Don't ask any more, just follow me."
Cao Cao laughed and said, "My brother Shi Qian also wants to bother me."
Han Shizhong said boldly: "You and I hit it off as soon as we met. Brother Wu's brother is Brother Han." Then he rushed towards Shi Qian and retaliated with a punch: "I am Han Shizhong of the Western Army. People in the army call me Po Han Wu!"
Shi Qian also clasped his fists in return and bared his teeth in amusement: "My younger brother Shi Qian, I was born a snitch. People in the world call me a flea on a drum!"
He was impressed by Shizhong's demeanor and took a high look in his heart, so he specifically pointed out his identity to see if the other party looked down upon him like ordinary people.
Han Shizhong showed envy on his face: "Oh, I am disrespectful, disrespectful. If I had the skills of my brother, I would take all the ill-gotten wealth in the world and have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of my life."
Shi Qian laughed and said to Cao Cao: "Brother, this Brother Han is really an upright and cheerful man!"
The three of them happily let Han Shizhong lead the way through the streets and alleys until they reached a lively place——
This is a long alley, with doors on both sides half-closed and half-open. There are many painted women, dressed in various colors of clothes, leaning against the door frame as softly as if they were boneless, with orchid fingers and small handkerchiefs, waving to everyone.
Han Shizhong smiled and said: "The master told me this location. Look at these women, they only need enough money for night wages, and they will fight with you to the death. This is the real good woman."
While talking grandly, he led Cao Cao and Shi Qian straight in while looking around, passing through seven or eight doors. In the half door next to him, leaning on a chubby lady, smiling, he suddenly stretched out his hand to Han Shizhong pinched his arm and shouted: "Ah, is this uncle made of iron? Is he so strong? Uncle, how can an ordinary woman stand up to a man like a buffalo like you? Come and play at the slave's house. , if you go to someone else’s house, I’m just afraid that you will cause a life-threatening lawsuit.”
Cao Cao took a look and saw that this lady was about twenty-seven or seventy-eight years old. She had an average appearance, but she was snow-white and tender. The clothes on her chest were held up high, like two big mountains. He thought to himself: Well, isn't this the kind of tender meat that Han Wu likes? White skin and fat breasts?
Sure enough, when he looked at Han Shizhong, he smiled so hard that his eyebrows were dazzled. He put his arms around the lady and said, "You girl is indeed knowledgeable, but what's your name?"
The lady laughed and said: "It turns out that the uncle is from out of town. If he is from Bianjing, who doesn't know the three famous prostitutes in Bianjing: Li Shishi, Zhao Yuannu, and Wang Sisi? The slave family is Wang Sisi."
Han Shizhong laughed loudly and said to Cao Cao: "Brother Wu, how about we go to this famous prostitute's house to have an affair?"
Cao Cao smiled and said, "You are here to treat a guest. The two of us are guests and we can do whatever the host wants."
Han Shizhong said happily: "It's so refreshing! Sister, when there are other sisters, call them out together. Serve my two brothers well, and you will be rewarded heavily."
Wang Sisi listened happily and said: "But it's not a coincidence made by Yue Lao? Two sisters are visiting the house - Xiangnu and Dahua, who are here to receive guests."
"Sister, we are here!" Before anyone arrived, the voice came first, and the voice came. A tough man like Lao Cao couldn't help but feel weak. He looked at Shi Qian and said in surprise: "When did Tieniu come to the capital? "
Shi Qian, who was so bold as to walk through the palace and pass the Prime Minister's Mansion, couldn't help but turn pale: "Brother, how about I go back first?"
Cao Cao hugged him and said: "Good brothers live and die together, where are you going?"
At this time, two figures came into view. One of them was eight feet tall, with two big feet like a boat. He was dressed in a red gauze that was so big that it almost exploded. His body was stronger than Han Shizhong's. He laughed angrily and said: "Oh, let go." What are the two gentlemen doing hugging each other while the ladies are here? This old man is so refined, but he is just right for my little slave’s taste.”
As he spoke, he stretched out his big hands like cattail leaf fans and pulled Shi Qian into his arms, hugging her like a baby.
The other one was of normal color and figure. He hugged Cao Cao's arm and said coquettishly: "Master, the slave family is Xiangnu."
Cao Cao let out a long sigh and said fearfully: "Yes, I think she should be a big flower."
Sisi, Xiangnu, and Dahua hugged the three of them and entered the inner room in one fell swoop, asking: "Masters, would you like to have a sip of tea first?"
Han Shizhong took out the five taels of silver from his pocket, slapped it on the table, and said loudly: "Why are you drinking bird tea? This piece of silver will be spent at your home today. You can arrange the food and drinks."
His silver is of very good quality and can be exchanged for thirteen or four coins if exchanged for copper coins.
Wang Sisi was overjoyed when she saw it, she quickly put it into her sleeves and shouted at the top of her lungs: "Wang Gou'er!"
Not a moment later, a boy of twelve or thirteen years old, with two gloomy black eyes, ran in with a smile and kowtowed quickly: "Hello, gentlemen, hello, sisters. I wish the gentlemen great prosperity and good luck to my sisters." Bring in the treasure.”
He kowtowed and stood up, standing respectfully aside with a pleasing smile on his face.
When Cao Cao saw how smart he was, he immediately became happy and said, "This child still loves his sister in his heart. The elders have expanded their financial resources, and they have all been recruited into the treasure by their sisters, right?"
The child didn't say anything, he just laughed. Wang Sisi smiled and said: "Master, don't make fun of him. This child has grown up eating a lot of food. Of course he is thinking about us sisters."
After that, he took out dozens of coins and rewarded him, and agreed not to steal anything later. When Wang Gouer agreed, he gave him two full coins, put it in a bamboo basket, and called him outside the alley. To buy some wine, meat and fruits, the child picked up the basket and flew away.
Cao Cao smiled and said: "You sisters are kind-hearted. He runs errands for you, and he can earn a share of food and clothing for himself."
Wang Sisi sighed and said: "This child also has a hard life. His father is a soldier and his family lives in the alley next door. In the fourth year of Chongning, the officials ordered three thousand forbidden troops to go with Tong Guan to conquer Xixia. His father never returned. , he was a posthumous son. He was born and raised until he was four or five years old. His mother died of illness and most of the house was taken away by his relatives, leaving only a small room for him to live in. Fortunately, this child is smart and can see the sky in our street. , I work as a lowly person to earn food and clothing, and only then can I survive a small life."
Cao Cao was moved when he heard this and said, "It's not easy."
But Han Shizhong chuckled and said: "Brother Wu, what's so difficult about this? People in Bianliang have been in peace for a long time, so they think it's strange. If you put it in our place, there would be thousands of things like this. Not to mention others, my parents died when I was seven, so did I. Survive by hanging out in fireworks alleys and casinos, doing random things like chewing bread, and joining the army when you are fifteen years old. This is exactly what heroes have endured since ancient times, why is it any wonder?"
While several people were talking, the child came back with a basket full of baskets, and quickly put everything on the table.
Seeing that he was diligent and neat, Cao Cao became even more happy and teased him: "Wang Gou'er, do you want to be called Gou'er?"
Wang Gou'er set the table, stood up, and said with a smile: "I'm joking, Gou'er Gou'er, it's just that my sister and uncles can call me fluently. Xiao Ke's real name is Wang Zuo, and the Wang Zuo with Wang Zuo's talents is When my late father was still alive, he would have picked it up for me."
Cao Cao laughed: "What a talented person! It seems that your father has high expectations for you. My son, you are making a living here. Even though your sisters take care of you and you have enough food and clothing, it is difficult for you to learn skills. You have no skills." , how to become a talented person?"
After Wang Zuo heard this, he puffed up his chest and said, "Sir, did you know that Xiao Ke has no skills? There is a Sword Qi Chongxiao Hall in the Blacksmithing Alley in the north of Bianliang City. The master of the hall, Mr. Xiahou Hu, is one of the world's top talents. Xiao Ke often went to him for advice, and he never gave up. He taught me how to read and reason, and even taught me the skills of a sword."
Han Shizhong laughed when he heard this: "Gou, that gentleman is just bluffing you. Just think, he is the master of Jianqi Chongxiao Hall, why didn't he teach him sword skills, but he taught you sword skills?"
After hearing this, Wang Zuo's face turned red and he gasped. He glanced at Wang Sisi, swallowed his anger, crossed his hands and saluted, "Sisters are entertaining the distinguished guests, I'll go ahead now."
Cao Cao liked him very much, but when he heard him mention Xia Houhu, he felt more and more destined. Seeing him angry now, but worried about ruining the business of Wang Sisi and others, he held back and loved him even more, and immediately shouted: "Where are you going! My little friend, listen to me. When a man behaves in the world, he can tolerate some things and some people don’t have to. Since my brother is laughing at you for not being able to use a sword, wouldn’t it be good if you showed him some skills and opened his eyes?"
Han Shizhong smiled and said: "Yes, dog, please show me your sword skills. If it turns out to be extraordinary, I will reward you with five taels of silver."
Wang Zuo turned to look at Wang Sisi, who smiled and said: "Since the gentlemen like to watch you perform martial arts, why not do it once? Just wait!"
She twisted her fat waist, went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife, tied a rope tightly to the bamboo pole where clothes were dried, and handed it to Wang Zuo.
When Han Shizhong saw it, he fell down laughing, but Wang Zuo had a solemn look on his face, took it in his hand, glanced at Han Shizhong, walked to the patio, made a stance, gave a light drink, and started dancing.
After dancing seven or eight moves, Cao Cao felt his eyes sore, and he couldn't help crying: "My Miaocai's sword skills have been passed down after all."
There are different teachings: Guan Gong is brave and Huang Zhonggao is brave, and my younger brother Miaocai is also good at swordsmanship. The tiger's stride is like a god leveling Longyou, and his sudden suddenness is like fire retreating and then surpassing.
(End of chapter)
