The toad wanted to eat swan meat, and it was very beautiful, Zheng Peng threw the bricks in his hand, and a sneer appeared on his mouth.

In the past, he accumulated and brought himself badly, and sang and fell into the well with his old son in the ancestral hall, and the old lady secretly stuffed some money to help herself and let this bastard take it away, and ridiculed herself in every way at the back door, if you don't teach this turtle son a good lesson, Zheng Peng is leaving, and he will definitely be unwilling.

Anyway, I have to leave, I have to teach Zheng Cheng a good lesson before leaving, I am not a gentleman who is not too late to take revenge for ten years, and it is uncomfortable to take revenge later.

Zheng Cheng was dizzy, Zheng Peng was not polite, he went up to "snap" and slapped him, fast and hard, the hateful little white face showed a red slap print on the spot, half of the face can be seen to be swollen with the naked eye, this slap can be said to be hateful, the fight is particularly enjoyable, in order to make his mood more pleasant, not to say a word, "pop" "pop" slapped more than a dozen times in a row, and his hands were throbbing, so he stood up physically and mentally, looked down at Zheng Cheng who fell to the ground and his face was swollen like a pig's head, and couldn't help laughing.

This appearance, it is estimated that his wife will not recognize it if he doesn't look carefully.

Thinking of the ugly face of his second uncle Zheng Yuanye, Zheng Peng couldn't help but kick Zheng Cheng a few more times.

With a vicious breath, Zheng Peng unceremoniously bent down to search, and soon, he pulled out a purse from Zheng Cheng's waist, opened it, and couldn't help but whistle proudly: The gold leaves and gold beans are all there, and there are hundreds of copper coins in them, which can be regarded as getting back with interest.

Zheng Peng did not hesitate to stuff his purse into his arms, and then swept away Zheng Cheng's sandalwood fan, jade pendant and other valuable objects, and then showed a satisfied smile.

There is a knife on the head of the color word, and it is a bit too much to use a knife for his brother, but Zheng Peng has no psychological burden when he uses bricks.

There is a title deed in the baggage, and with money on him, Zheng Peng is much more at ease now, at least he doesn't have to walk to your hometown, he can hire a car to go.

Turning around and walking a few steps, Zheng Peng turned his head again, looked at Zheng Cheng who had fainted on the ground, gritted his teeth and said, "Father and son are both bad in their stomachs, and the opportunity is rare, so they need to charge a little more interest." ”

Throwing Zheng Cheng in the corner, Zheng Peng turned around and left, and after a while, he came back with a few bottles of wine.

The wine culture of China can be traced back to the Western Zhou Dynasty, and it was more prosperous in the Tang Dynasty, such as Yingzhou Fushui, Wucheng Ruoxia, Hezhong Sangluo, Yuanzhou Yichun, Xingyang Cave Spring, Fuping Stone Frozen Spring, Jiannan Burning Spring, Hedong Qianhe Grapes, Lingnan Yunxi Boluo, Yicheng Jiuyu, Xunyang Huangshui, Qidilu Wine, etc., Yuancheng is a small county, and you can also find more than ten kinds of wine, Zheng Peng chose the strongest Xingyang Cave Spring.

said that it was strong, Zheng Peng tasted it, and it was more than 20 degrees, a little stronger than the beer of later generations, but it doesn't matter, Zheng Cheng doesn't drink in his memory, usually one cup of blushing, two cups of brain, and three cups of pouring.

Zheng Peng was still in a coma, but he was gray and tired on the ground, I don't know if he was having nightmares, his calf twitched from time to time, looking like a poor guinea pig.

Zheng Peng didn't care so much, patted open the mud, helped Zheng Cheng up, and was about to give him a drink, but he didn't expect Zheng Cheng to open his eyes a little effortlessly, and he was a little confused: "This... Where is this? Ouch, my head hurts. ”

It is estimated that the brick was not lightly shot, and the whole person was confused.

"Shiro, you just fell and knocked your head, and your father asked Lang Zhong to prescribe medicine for you, come, open your mouth and drink the medicine." Zheng Peng paused for a moment and immediately said softly.

Zheng Cheng felt a little wrong, but he couldn't think of anything wrong for a while, but the word "big father" had been in his heart for a long time, and he obediently opened his mouth when he heard the words.

opened his mouth, and felt that the medicine was not as bitter as he imagined, but a little spicy, no, why did he lie on the cold ground, there was no maidservant, wasn't the wine in his mouth, what was Zheng Peng going to do?

"Let go, let go of me" Zheng Cheng was anxious, struggling to push Zheng Peng away as he spoke.

Zheng Peng was willing to let go easily, he couldn't help but say, he grabbed Zheng Cheng's neck with one hand, and poured wine into his mouth with the other, Zheng Cheng's head was still painful, and his whole body couldn't exert his strength, plus he was poured most of the bottle of wine, and his eyes slowly became more and more confused, and his movements became more and more weak, and after a while, his eyes were blurred, and he grinned and smirked.

This amount of alcohol is really scum, Zheng Peng glanced at him with some disdain.

"Fourth brother, you've drunk too much, are you okay?" Zheng Peng patted Zheng Cheng's face and said softly.

"Who... Who said I drank too much, no... It's okay. People who drink a lot are virtuous, and Zheng Cheng is no exception, and Zheng Cheng said with some doubts: "Third brother, we are going to... What are you going to do? ”

"I said let's go to Chunhualou together, did you forget?"

"Is there one?"

"Yes, come, come, I'll help you, our brothers have a good time today."

.......

Chunhualou, the largest brothel in Yuancheng County, the Tang Dynasty is open, brothels exist legally, officials and literati go to brothels to find confidants, drink a flower wine or something, it is a kind of elegant thing, do not go to make people think that it is a local bun from the countryside, that is, the official prostitutes who have a banquet in the government, the upper is good, the lower is effective, the common people also like the brothel to relax and find some fun, it is not an exaggeration to say that all kinds of brothels are all over every corner of the Tang Dynasty, it can be said that "prosperous prostitution".

Ngawang is the turtle slave of Chunhualou, who is responsible for welcoming customers on weekdays, and only opened the door with a yawn when it was almost noon.

Evenings are the best time to have fun, brothels are mostly open all night, and it is normal for them to open later the next day.

Just about to wipe the table, I didn't expect the door to be knocked open suddenly, Ah Wang turned his head to look, and immediately walked over, and said with a smile on his face: "Yo, isn't this Zheng Gongzi, I rushed early in the morning today, and I don't know which girl is blessed, and the fourth prince is also there, this is..."

Zheng Peng is an old guest of Chunhualou, romantic, generous, Ah Wang immediately greeted him with a smile when he saw it, and he smelled a very strong smell of wine before he got closer, Zheng Cheng, the fourth son of the Zheng family, squinted, and didn't know what to hum in his mouth, he needed Zheng Peng's support, and Ah Wang hurriedly helped to help people.

"My fourth brother doesn't know why, he dragged me to drink early in the morning, and he was going to find a girl after drinking, really, I said that the girl in Chunhualou hadn't gotten up to freshen up, he didn't believe it."

Guinu Ngawang said flatteringly: "Where is it, the two sons are our distinguished guests of Chunhualou, and they are welcome to come whenever they come, hey, the face of the fourth prince is ......"

Zheng Cheng's eyes were blurred, but his face was swollen like a pig's head, all of them were swollen, and his clothes were also tattered, and he looked very embarrassed, which scared Ah Wang.

"This... Well, my fourth brother accidentally fell on the road, it's okay. Zheng Peng said lightly.

How many wrestles do you have to fall to get your face like this, Ah Wang thought to himself, nine times out of ten, the fourth son of the Zheng family fought with others, and he lost the battle and had nowhere to go, so he ran to Chunhua Building in broad daylight to "get out of the fire", and Ah Wang has seen a lot of this kind of thing.

I felt a little contemptuous in my heart, but I said yes softly in my mouth, and I didn't expose it, and after helping the "drunk" Zheng Cheng sit down, Ah Wang immediately said with a smile: "Two sons, I don't know which girl you want to spoil today?"