Yang House.

"Hahaha, Brother Wen Xian is talented. This horse crane is really wonderful, so that the county Ling can't put it down. It's just that I don't know how Brother Wen Xian wants to promote it, so that you and I can make a lot of money. ”

After three rounds of drinking, Yang Hong became familiar with Wen Han and Zhou Long, and they were affectionate. Zhou Long was restless, and during the banquet, he secretly made a few glances and wanted Wen Han to mention the matter of borrowing troops.

Wen Han turned a blind eye to it, and only cared about talking to Yang Hong about the horse hanging.

"Xiaosheng is not talented, and I do have some ideas in my heart to discuss with the county magistrate about the promotion of horse hanging." Wen Han bowed to Yang Hong and said respectfully.

In ancient times, the scholars paid attention to etiquette, and if they lost their manners in their dealings with the scholars, they would look down on them.

Yang Hong shook his hand and hurriedly said: "Don't be polite, hurry up and come with the county order." ”

"That little boy is ugly. Xiaosheng wants to hold a horse crane competition, the competition has a prize money, and the winner can get the county magistrate, give the 'horse crane' nickname. (Just as Zhou Long is called 'Zhou Gambling House', the winner of the horse hanging competition can add the word 'horse hanging' to his surname.) ）

The prize money would attract the common people, and the nickname was a matter of great concern to the merchant, who, when they had money, sought fame and fame.

Lord Prefectural, why not give this contest some prizes. Let the businessmen in this county rush to come. This group of people is well-connected and full of business opportunities, and they will soon spread the horse crane thing. And our gambling house took the opportunity to open branches in the surrounding towns and counties, which made everyone crazy. ”

Wen Han slowly told the plan, and Yang Hong, who was listening to it, was overjoyed and praised it again and again.

"What are you waiting for, Brother Wen Xian, hurry up and implement your plan, if you need help from this county order, just ask. As long as it is not too demanding, this prefectural order can agree to you. ”

Yang Hong's eyes glowed with scorching light, and he looked at Wen Han as if he was looking at a chicken that could lay golden eggs.

Wen Han showed a bright smile, seeing that the time had come, he changed his words and said, "Xiaosheng has something to ask for. To make the gambling house bigger, we need a large number of people, and these people can't attack badly.

Although there is the care of the county magistrate, the gambling house is too complicated, and the character of those gamblers must be clear to the magistrate. Moreover, in the future, we will expand the gambling house to other towns and counties, if someone makes trouble, far water will not be able to save the near fire.

We still have to prepare for the future first, so that the implementation will be orderly. Success will come when conditions are ripe.. ”

Yang Hong frowned and said: "The soldiers and horses of this county cannot participate in the affairs of the gambling house, and the matter of manpower, the county order is powerless." ”

Seeing that Yang Hong was displeased, Wen Han hurriedly bowed his hand and said: "Xiao Sheng has already thought of a plan to deal with it, and I heard that there is a group of thieves in Heifeng Mountain, a hundred miles away from this county, who are doing evil. Xiaosheng is not talented, and he is willing to lead the army to crusade with a white body, and recruit thieves to solve the urgent needs of our people. ”

Wen Han finally said the key point of the purpose of participating in the banquet this time. In fact, Wen Han has always had the idea of promoting gambling houses as a means of increasing his power. There seems to be an arrangement in the dark, Wen Han not only found his partner 'Yang Hong', but also used this borrowing of troops to sell the super cowman 'Guan Yu' a favor, which is really a double win.

Wen Han couldn't help but sigh, originally this was just an idea, and he couldn't imagine that it would be implemented so quickly.

Then, Wen Han secretly glanced at Zhou Long and said secretly: "Thinking about it like this, Brother Zhou is really my lucky star." ”。

Yang Hong thought for a while, and after a short silence in the banquet, Yang Hong suddenly slapped the wine table and said, "It seems that if you don't invest a little something, it is impossible to get a rich return." Brother Wen Xian, you have great talent, and this county order believes you.

Moreover, the group of thieves in Heifeng Mountain has also been concerned by the imperial court, and has issued several orders to the county to eliminate the bandits. Since Brother Wen Xian, you are willing to lead the troops, this county order will give you 500 soldiers to immediately go up to the mountain to suppress the bandits!

However, there is a condition in this county order, if you don't win, come and see you! How dare you take the military order! ”

Yang Hong is gambling, betting that the young man in front of him is not boasting. Five hundred soldiers and horses are almost thirty percent of the strength of Xie County, if the bandits are not successful, but they are suppressed by the bandits, then Yang Hong will be distressed to death.

"Why don't you dare. Bring the paper! ”

Wen Han took advantage of the wine and shouted, and for a moment there was really a heroic momentum like a heroic general coming on the field to kill the enemy. Wen Han knew that he could not retreat at this moment, and whether he could stabilize his foothold in the troubled times of the late Eastern Han Dynasty was very important.

If he wins, he will be able to start cultivating power. When the Yellow Turban Rebellion occurred, it took advantage of the situation. Lose, head to the ground, back to dust!

"Good! Huang Guan's family, the five treasures of the study are waiting! Yang Hong seemed to be infected by Wen Han's momentum, and he rarely shouted.

At the same time, Zhou Long, who was always paying attention to Wen Han on the side, his face was constantly changing, and he was only muttering the same thing in his mouth.

"The prince will have a kind of Xiangning! I should be extraordinary in the world, how can I be a humble person! ”

After a while, the five treasures of the study room arrived, and Huang Guan's family was grinding ink beside him.

Wen Han holds the pen and falls, the pen is vigorous and powerful, and the atmosphere is chic.

The font written by Wen Han is a combination of Ouliu of 'Li Fangming', deputy secretary general of the Chinese Character Hard Pen Calligraphy Association, with a dignified and beautiful shape and strong pen power.

A sense of pride rose in his heart and he sang.

Men should kill people, and kill mercilessly. Immortal karma is all in killing.

In the past, there were rich men, and they were righteous and promised. The eyes are murderous, and the body is lighter than a feather.

There are also males and tyrants, killing people like hemp.

You don't see it, the erection of the Confucian bee raises the strong man to die, and Shenzhou has praised benevolence and righteousness since then.

"Good words, good songs!" Yang Hong and Zhou Long, who were admiring the Wenhan font on the side, applauded in unison.

Wen Han grabbed a pot of water and wine from the banquet, tilted his head and poured it down, and after drinking until the wine was exhausted, the pot fell to the ground. Keep singing.

The court captives razed the Central Plains, and the scholars rushed to the Confucian people to cry. Step to kill a person, the heart stops and the hand does not stop.

The blood flowed thousands of miles, and the corpse pillowed Qianxun Mountain. The strong man fought and slept with the corpse of the enemy.

In the dream, there is still murder, and the smile reflects the spring. Daughter Mo Xiang asked, what is the murderer of the man?

In ancient times, benevolence and virtue were exclusive to people, and morality was never true.

You don't see, the lion and tiger prey has gained prestige, who has pity for the poor elk?

Yang Hong seemed to be dyed by the heroic spirit of killing people like slaughtering dogs in the song, picked up the wine glass, broke the glass, and sang with Wen Han.

The world has always been strong and weak, even if it is reasonable, it is in vain. Jun Xiu asked, men have their own men.

Men should be violent. Things and benevolence do not stand.

Men are in the killing field, and they are as bold as a bear and as a wolf. If you are born as a man, you will kill people, and you will not teach a man's body to wrap a woman's heart.

Men never show mercy to themselves, and they laugh at their opponents. There are 100 battlefields in the field of revenge, and there are weeds everywhere.

"Good song! Good song! Drunk without alcohol! Zhou Long patted the beat, he was a little drunk, his steps were messy, and he was dancing and singing along with Wen Han's words.

Men don't tremble, there are songs to listen to. Killing one is a crime, and slaughtering ten thousand is a hero.

Slaughter 9 million, that is, the male of the male. The male is the male, and the road is different.

I saw through the name of benevolence and righteousness for thousands of years, but I was heroic in this life. Good name does not love bad name, and murder is not punished.

I'd rather make 10,000 people grit their teeth and hate them, and don't teach anyone to scold me. Looking at the three hundred years of Zhou and Qin, where heroes don't kill.

In the latter words, Wen Han changed it slightly, but it did not affect the general meaning of the words.

"It's a good one to look at the three hundred years of Zhou and Qin, where heroes don't kill. I sang so much that I was full of murderous intent, and I couldn't wait to slaughter all the young people buried in my heart! ”

Yang Hong's eyes were red and he shouted. It's as if I'm recalling something inside.

"Brother Wen Xian! Brother Wen Xian! Why don't you and I hold a sword and slaughter the dog thief of the Ma Sect. He expects me too much! I'm too much! ”

Zhou Long beat his chest and shouted, a "Murder Song" aroused his man's wildness, coupled with drunkenness. Zhou Long, who is usually gentle, has also become like a tiger and wolf.

"Brother Zhou, don't worry. After we wait for the crusade against the Black Wind Mountain, on the day of success, we will return to Xie County. It is the taboo time of the dog thief of the Ma Sect. ”

Wen Han walked up to Zhou Long and comforted Zhou Long, who was too emotional.

At this time, the Yang County Order also came, a table of wine, and a song. Yang Hong seemed to attach more importance to Wen Han and Zhou Long, and promised proudly: "Brother Zhou Xian, don't be excited. What Ma Zong's ungrateful man did, this county order also knows a thing or two, and he is very angry with the virtuous brother! In this way, if you can really recruit the Black Wind Thief, I will give you a justifiable excuse to get rid of Ma Zong. What do you think? ”

Yang Hong is trying to win over Zhou Long, he is giving Zhou Long a chance to kill Ma Zong openly, but he will not cause a lawsuit.

"Thank you, villain." Zhou Long was overjoyed when he heard this, bowed and bowed.

"Good! Today, there are Wen Xiandi's lyrics to help the fun, and the county is very happy, and I will not get drunk and return. It is also regarded as the two of them, Brother Wen Xian and Brother Zhou Xian, who went out to fight the bandits! ”

Yang Hong seemed to be unsatisfied, grabbed the cup on the table, and faced Wen Han and Zhou Long. Wen Han and Zhou Long hurriedly grabbed their wine glasses and drank them all with Yang Hong.

The three of them drank until the early hours of the morning, and finally Yang Hong was exhausted and returned to the room to rest with the support of his subordinates. And Wen Han was drunk and hazy to help him up, and Zhou Long, who was already drunk and asleep, went home.

Before leaving, Wen Han threw the military order to Steward Huang. The yellow housekeeper secretly took a look at the content of Zhuangshang. Taken aback.

Military order, only two sentences.

Killing thieves is like slaughtering dogs, and blood stains the Black Wind Mountain. Failure is dedicated to the head, and the soul does not return to the county!