Along the way, Wang Guozhen admired him so much, knowing that he was coming out at the moment, not to steal his own limelight, but to find a fun way to deal with this envoy, so he looked at the envoy with a sympathetic face, and said, boy, you just wait for bad luck. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

I saw Wen Zhuyuan straighten his clothes, take two steps forward, arch his hand at the envoy, and cough pretentiously: "Please, please." ”

The envoy looked at him, squinted his eyes at him from bottom to top, and said with great contempt, "What are you?"

Wen Zhuyuan was not angry, and said: "I am the commander of the right soldiers and guards, the second-class uncle of the imperial gift, and the people in the rivers and lakes call Lei Gong Lei Qianxiao......"

Before the words were finished, the person who had just sued the black case, that is, the big shopkeeper of Qingshuangju, immediately revealed: "My lord, don't listen to his nonsense, he is not Lei Qianxiao, he is he is him, he led people to arrest many of our brothers, and arrested Mr. Wu Jiwen." ”

Wen Zhuyuan glared at him and said, "When adults talk, what do children say? Did I say I am Lei Qianxiao? I said that I am Lei Qianxiao's brother." Talk nonsense again, and be careful that I tear your mouth apart. ”

The big shopkeeper shrank his head back in fright.

Wen Zhuyuan took out the iron card given by Lei Qianxiao from his body, shook it at the envoy, and said, "This is a token, please look at ......."

As he spoke, he shook it in front of the envoy, and before he could see it clearly, he added, "Oh, I've seen it." I guess I was shocked. I don't think so. Damn, this kind of high-end goods like you barbarians won't know you. So I won't show it to you, and I haven't asked this '' yet...... The festival lord has a high surname. ”

The envoy coughed pretentiously, nostrils facing upward, and ignored him.

The big shopkeeper took a step forward and introduced: "What a hillbilly, even our Nanyue Imperial Envoy Meng Hou doesn't know. ”

Wen Zhuyuan plucked his ears and said with a blank expression: "What, throwing goods?...... I said throw away the goods, are you born to your parents, why did you give you such a broken name?"

Wang Guozhen and his men burst into laughter.

Meng's face sank.

The big shopkeeper corrected: "Presumptuous, it is a catch, not a throwaway!"

Wen Zhuyuan nodded and said, "Oh, it's almost the same anyway, just call it...... I said throw goods, what are you doing in the south of Vietnam, as an envoy of a country, don't you honestly stay in the post house and wait for the summons of His Majesty the Emperor of China, what are you here to mix?!"

The big shopkeeper said, "I solemnly declare once again that the name of our envoy is Meng, not throwing goods." This is the noblest and most courageous surname in South Vietnam, and you will not understand. ”

The more he explained, the louder the crowd laughed.

In the end, Meng Shu himself also felt that the big shopkeeper was embarrassed, and kicked him aside.

Wen Zhuyuan bent down to help him up again, and said with a smile: "I understand, of course I understand, this Lord of the '' Festival is the bravest person in your Nanyue Kingdom, not only I know, but even those of us who often go to the Qinglou know it." ”

At this moment, the big shopkeeper didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and his eyes were stunned, looking at Mengyu.

Meng Yu was a little flustered in his last sentence, and said with a smile with a little pride that he thought he knew well about Chinese civilization: "Oh, really? The Qinglou you are talking about, is it a brothel?"

Wen Zhuyuan arched his hand, looked subdued, and said: "Throwing goods is really throwing goods, I know a lot." ”

Although it is still called "throwing goods", Meng Shu is no longer as angry as he was just now, and continues to carry forward the spirit of shameless questioning and asks: "What does it have to do with knowing that I am brave when you often go to the Qinglou?"

Wen Zhuyuan said seriously: "Of course it has a relationship, and it has a lot to do with it." We have a famous prostitute who often mentions you as her savior. Back then, your heroic figure still lingers in her mind. ”

The curiosity was immediately aroused, and he even pushed away the subordinates who were around him and were eyeing Wen Zhuyuan, pulled a chair and asked Wen Zhuyuan to sit down, with an expression of a Japanese devil deceiving Chinese children to give candy, and said: "You drop, continue to say, what did she say about me?"

Not to mention him, even Wang Guozhen was also aroused, and secretly said with a dirty face, which peerless famous prostitute in Qinglou?

Wen stopped and said: "I won't say who the peerless prostitute's surname is, but why she said that she can't forget your bravery." In her words, once, you went hunting in the mountains, and along the way, you ran into water, water, ditches, and ditches, and jumped over ditches. I can't get out. At that time, you are lost, you are decadent, you have anxiety about the future, you are full of fear of death. In the midst of depression and fear, you can't help but look up to the sky and sigh, saying that you are still young and have not tasted what it is like to be a man, and it is a pity that you die like this. In desperation, you decided to take the thousand-year-old king who had just been fished up from the river and break your own virgin body - you barbarian legend says that virgins will suffer three swords and six holes when they reach the underworld. However, the turtle is too big, and the shell is so hard that not only can you not do it, but you even have a hand in the shell. At this time, you met that little **** Of course, at that time, she had not become a peerless prostitute, and she was just a fresh little girl next door. At the time, she was being chased by a group of robbers. Her pitiful appearance stimulates your male hormones, and you beat the bad guys away with three strikes and five divided by two. She is grateful to you and says she can do everything for you. So, you embarrassedly pointed to the bastard and said to her, can you help you turn it over, so that you can break the body of the boy. With her help, you fight that king for 300 rounds without falling. When you got home, you told your dad about it, and as a result, your dad took off his shoes and beat you, saying that you were an unfilial son, and that you could do such a thing. She's your real mother. ”

All the people present, whether they were brought by Wang Guozhen or those brought by themselves, laughed.

No matter how stupid he is, at this time, he also knew that Wen Zhuyuan was scolding himself for being a turtle son, so he showed a fierce light and stretched out his hand to draw a knife.

However, before he could make a move, Wang Guozhen's fist met him.

A punch hit him in the nose.

Nosebleeds.

Meng Shu immediately covered his nose and squatted down.

Qingshuang was in a big mess.

Wang Guozhen said with a smile: "Quan Bingwei handles the case, if you don't want to die, just stand honestly and don't move, the left of the man and the right of the woman stand in the middle of the man and the woman." ”

He was used to running rampant in the imperial capital, thinking that he could calm everyone with just two casual sentences, not to mention that he had seen blood now.

But that's not the case.