Chapter 683 Foreman Ma Quartet

Luozhou Dongcheng is worse than Chang'an, at least Chang'an Dongcheng is still presentable, and the princess's mansion in Xiangcheng is also in the center of Dongcheng. But the east city of Luozhou is a bit excessive, walking on the road, in addition to being dirty, I also smell a smell. Fang Yiai hates these immoral people, can't you find a farther place to, look at this smell.

was depressed, Fang Yiai saw a woman peeing on the little doll, well, to be precise, it should be. Headache, quite a headache, when I go back, I must tell Guo Liang well, how did he do this assassination, don't you care about the slums, just this environment, it is estimated that even Dongchang Mansion can't catch up.

Qin Wu arrived more than half an hour earlier than Fang Yiai and others, the reason why he came in advance was also to inquire, fortunately, there were more people in Dongcheng, and it was very easy to inquire about something, and after a while, he inquired about a few elderly panaceas.

After seeing Fang Yi's love on the road, Qin Wu ran over in a hurry, "Young Master, the things you ordered have been done, I don't know, where are you going to invite those people, is it the Assassin Mansion, or?" ”

"Don't go back to the Assassin's Mansion, just the teahouse in front!" Fang Yiai didn't want to assassinate the Shi Mansion, he always felt that the Thorn Shi Mansion was very depressed, especially he didn't want to see Guo Liang's old face, and wanted him to introduce the history of the assassin in Shangzhou, but he didn't even have a bit of manhood.

"Okay, then I'll go get someone!" Qin Wu arched his hand and walked along the dirt road to the alley with a few people, while Fang Yiai took Haitang's hand and entered the teahouse in front. This teahouse is very simple, not to mention the low house, and it is very damp. There were a total of four tables, and Fang Yiai didn't even think about it, so she chose a table on the outside.

There is a man in the teahouse who is about thirty years old, and it is estimated that this is the owner and man of the teahouse, "Shopkeeper, serve us a pot of good tea, and then have a small snack!" ”

"This girl, there is tea, but this snack is like this, if the guest officer wants to eat it, the little one will go elsewhere and buy some for you!" The boss frowned a little embarrassed, and when he looked at what these people were wearing, he knew that they were some rich kids. Sure enough, not to mention good tea, but also snacks, just a broken teahouse like him, where did he get dim sum, there are a lot of big buns.

"Forget it, just serve us a pot of tea, and don't recruit any customers in the store, we'll take care of it!" Haitang scolded in confusion, where did this small teahouse get the dim sum. She took out a hundred tickets from her body and handed it to the shopkeeper with a smile.

The man looked at the numbers on the ticket, and his eyes widened, a hundred times, you can buy his broken teahouse. The shopkeeper was naturally happy, but he still smiled hesitantly, "Girl, this money is too much, you don't need so much, besides, you can't find the small one!" ”

"Don't look for it, if you don't want to go, just bring the best tea in the store!" Haitang didn't plan to let the shopkeeper find money, and after being a housekeeper for all these years, she unconsciously developed the habit of spending lavishly.

The shopkeeper went to make tea with a thousand thanks, and looked at his joy, and he was about to put his face on the ticket. Soon, the shopkeeper came back with two pots of tea, and Begonia didn't use the shopkeeper's service, and filled the house with tea with his own hands. While it was hot, Fang Yiai gently pecked it, compared to Fang Yiai's small sip, Tie Jing was much stronger. This one took a big bowl and poured half a pot of tea directly.

Seeing that a few men drank quite deliciously, Begonia also took a small sip gently, and as a result, as soon as the tea entered her throat, she frowned a little depressedly, this tea was too unpalatable.

"Childe, don't you think this tea is very bad?" Begonia is very curious, such a difficult tea, why does the prince still drink it so with relish?

Fang Yiai wiped his mouth, but he didn't have any special feelings, looking at the tea in the cup, he smiled bitterly, "Girl, you don't know the situation of my son, good tea and bad tea, it's all the same to me, but you, if you can't drink it, don't force it!" ”

"How can the servant be so delicate, the son can drink, the servant will naturally drink" Haitang pursed her lips and smiled, she felt that this was not a bad thing, at least the son drank very happily.

"Haha, drink tea, drinking is a mood, if you think too much, it's no fun" Fang Yiai chatted with Begonia for a few words, and remembered something, he beckoned to the shopkeeper and asked, "Shopkeeper, there are ginger slices in the store, if there are any, cut a few slices for us!" ”

As soon as he heard that he wanted ginger slices, the shopkeeper nodded busily and said, "Yes, wait a minute, the guest officer, I'll cut some of them!" ”

Haitang held his chin a little puzzled and smiled, "Childe, what do you want ginger slices for, we're drinking tea, not eating!" ”

"You don't understand this, this son has been with Sun Shen a few times. Putting some ginger slices in this tea is very beneficial, ginger tea can help the circulation of qi and blood, and resist wind and cold. ”

"Hey, the son knows a lot, and this servant has learned something again!" Begonia said very sincerely, from the bottom of her heart, Begonia admires her own son-in-law, the children of other powerful families, who will learn these miscellaneous things.

"Hehe, you still have a lot to learn, if you want to say that this ginger tea warms up the cold, then this salt tea is a good thing to go to the heat and prevent heatstroke. And listening to Dr. Sun's introduction, this tea can't be a good tea, it must be some kind of ordinary big pot of tea, and then put some large grains of salt, in the middle of summer, drink a bowl at noon, which can refresh and nourish the body. ”

"Giggles, childe, what you said makes a lot of sense, why haven't I seen you drink salt tea in the middle of summer all these years?"

"Really, do I have masochistic tendencies when you are a son? When I was at home, I had iced sour plum soup, and what did I do with this salt tea? ”

Fang Yiai and Haitang chatted very happily, and the shopkeeper at the counter also listened with his ears open, it was the first time he had heard these interesting stories. Ginger tea can keep out the cold, salt tea can dispel the heat, I can learn a lot of things today, and I will try these methods in the future, maybe I can make a lot of money.

About half an hour later, the two loyal servants also drank a pot of tea, and Qin Wu also led a few people in their fifties to the small teahouse.

These half-old men in their fifties saluted Fang Yiai together, and said with some fear in their mouths, "I've seen General Fang!" ”

"Excuse me!" Fang Yiai smiled faintly, he knew that these people were scared, but this was also a normal situation. After all, they are all poor people who have never seen the world, and throughout the ages, the common people have followed a truth, the people do not fight with officials, and business does not fight with power. The common people are born with a fear of officials, and for them, officials are all cannibalistic.

The shopkeeper was a little stupid, he didn't know who General Fang was, who didn't know the most noble concubine in the Tang Dynasty, a few days ago, it was rumored that Fang Concubines came to Luozhou City, I thought it was a joke, but I never thought I would really see this legendary character.

After letting these people sit in the teahouse, Fang Yiai said his purpose, "Don't be afraid, everyone is going to come to you today, I just want to ask you something." ”

As soon as Fang Yiai's words fell, Haitang took out the paper that was in a hurry to list, she wanted to let these old people see it immediately, but as soon as she stood up, she thought that these people probably didn't know how to read. In desperation, she had no choice but to smile and say, "Ladies and gentlemen, my son-in-law just wants to ask you if you know some people." Now, I'm going to name some people, and if you remember, you'll just reply to them. ”

Listening to Haitang's words, the six old men all breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that something was wrong, and they dared to let them recognize people. A white-bearded old man who looked very prestigious, but after a second snort, he laughed in a low voice, "This girl, just say it, as long as we know each other, we will definitely help you." ”

"Hmm" Begonia nodded, slowly reading the names on the list. Fang Yiai waited hopefully for the old men to reply, but Begonia had already read seven or eight names, and none of these old men reacted. Slowly, Fang Yiai also lost confidence, he poked Qin Wu on the side, and couldn't help but ask in a deep voice, "Ah Wu, are you sure you invited all the old people here?" ”

"Young master, Ah Wu is doing things, aren't you still at ease? Dongcheng's famous old gossip, Ah Wu has found it, see that white-bearded old guy, he is seventy and four this year, if he doesn't know something, it is estimated that others will not know! ”

Listening to Qin Wu's words, Fang Yiai looked at the little old man who was a little shriveled with some astonishment, and he really didn't see that this old man was actually over seventy years old, and if he calculated carefully, this old man could be regarded as having experienced four generations of emperors. From Emperor Wen of Sui to Li Shimin, how many ups and downs have been experienced in the past few decades.

Seeing that the list was about to be read, Fang Yiai had no choice but to interrupt Haitang, he stood up and arched his hand to several old men and said, "A few old men, think about it carefully, these names are all big names, maybe you don't know." You can find out the ones that are more similar to the nicknames, and in addition, I can remind you that these people are likely to have renovated the Assassin's Mansion for the imperial court more than ten years ago. ”

Rao is Fang Yiai explained a lot, and several old men still shook their heads in unison, "General Fang, what you said, the old men have thought about it, if there is really something similar, how can it be hidden." ”

Fang Yiai lost her temper, winked at Begonia, and said a little depressedly, "Girl, keep reading!"

Begonia is also helpless, now she can only count on the last six names, she continues to read, every time she reads a name, Fang Yiai's face will look at it. After working hard for a long time, I couldn't get anything, and it felt like eating a few dead flies. Begonia's voice is very pleasant, and the old men are also very attentive to it, "Chen Dazhu, Hu Zhuanghu, Ma Sifang"

Just as he was reading Ma Sifang, the oldest shriveled old man raised his hand and shouted, "Slow, slow, this girl, what you just read is Ma Sifang?" ”

"Yes, it's Ma Sifang, does the old man know him?" Haitang couldn't help but ask with some joy when she saw the old man's reaction.

"The old man knows this person, Ma Sifang was a well-known bricklayer around Luozhou back then, I remember that it was the seventh year of Wude or the eighth year of Wude, he seems to have gone to the Assassin Mansion as a worker!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, another old man next to him interjected, "Yes, Ma Sifang not only worked as a worker back then, but I heard that he was still a leader, so he stabbed Shifu as a worker, and half of the people had to listen to him." ”

Fang Yiai's heart beat a little hard, this surprise came too suddenly, I didn't have hope, but I didn't think that in the end, these old men actually sang him such a play. I finally understand Tang Bohu's mood, the ups and downs of this life are really fucking exciting. The mood is the same, but the reasons are a little different, one is because of the woman, and the other is because of the man.

It must not be wrong, Ma Sifang, the same name is just that, and he is still working as a foreman in the Assassin's Mansion, Fang Yiai dares to conclude that the person Tian Delei is looking for must be Ma Sifang.

"Uncle, tell me quickly, where is this Ma Sifang now?" Fang Yiai walked in front of the white-bearded old man a little anxiously, because Fang Yiai was a little anxious to ask, which made the old man scared and afraid. (To be continued.) )