Zhang Laoshi plays a broken earl. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although his clothes are still luxurious, and he can reward people with drinks, it is also the last façade for him to maintain the image of the nobility.

Not to mention anything else, the real earl, where will there be a butler of the Rouran race by his side?

However, Gongsun Weiming played the role of steward well, and he replied expressionlessly, "Of course, there will be a reward if you win, and the generosity of Count Langdu is known to the whole of Great Petersburg, of course, if you lose, then be prepared to bear the Count's wrath." ”

As soon as they heard this answer, many idlers lost interest, "Cut, do you want to buy a slave for ten silver dollars?"

Some people didn't understand it, so they asked the people around them what the earl's anger was.

In fact, the wrath of the count, strictly the wrath of the nobility, was not too demanding.

In short, if a nobleman hires someone to compete in a certain event, if the hired person wants to get a dividend of victory, then once they lose, they will automatically become the slave of the noble.

Actually, this is really fair, the Earl of Langdu just wants to hire a rider and run ten silver dollars a race, but the rider has to pay dividends, so you have to be prepared to pay what you want to get.

But Smuk here is purely a villain's concentration camp, and they do not approve of this demand.

Li Yongsheng also heard of this kind of rule for the first time, he was talking to the Rouran slave in a low voice, and suddenly heard Gongsun Weiming speak, "You, it's you...... Want to be a rider?"

Li Yongsheng felt that many people's eyes were staring at him, and when he looked up, he found that Gongsun Weiming was pointing at him, and couldn't help but point to his nose in amazement, "Are you calling me?"

"That's right," Gongsun Weiming nodded solemnly, only by staring at his eyes carefully could he see that there was a slight smile hidden in the depths of his eyes.

This guy is getting more and more excessive, Li Yongsheng shook his head slowly, "I'm sorry, I'm not bad for money, and it's impossible to be someone else's slave." ”

Gongsun Weiming spoke in a loud voice, "No one asks you to bear the wrath of Count Langdu, if you don't want to share the dividends, then ...... It's just a game, are you scared?"

It depends on what you plan to play, Li Yongsheng hesitated and nodded, "Okay, but ...... This is only an intention, and I would like to see the Count's steed before I can make a decision. ”

Gongsun Weiming smiled and nodded, "Of course there is no problem with this...... Is that so, honorable earl?"

Zhang Laoshi nodded very gracefully and did not speak, but the aristocratic temperament was clear at a glance.

With the invitation of the "Count of Langdu", Li Yongsheng and the Rouran slaves entered Smuk very easily, and the guards acted as if they didn't see it.

After entering the city, Li Yongsheng whispered, "You two, you really know how to play." ”

"I don't know what's going on," Gongsun Weiming replied with a smile and a smile, "I feel like Iwan is too easy to deceive...... However, it is really convenient to inquire about the news like this. ”

I didn't think it was so convenient, Li Yongsheng couldn't help but feel a little unbalanced.

However, he also had to admit that Zhang Laoshi's goods were really unusual, no wonder he dared to enter a foreign country alone to arrest fugitives, this method is really not something that ordinary people can learn.

As he was talking, Zhang Laoshi turned around and walked directly to a hotel, Gongsun Weiming looked left and right, the speed was faster than him, and he slipped into the hotel first.

Li Yongsheng followed his eyes and found that there were several aristocratic ladies walking not far away, all dressed in the same clothes as Haifeisi, at least wearing wide-brimmed veil sunhats, some wearing princess dresses, but others wearing hunting suits and pony boots.

Li Yongsheng retracted his gaze and looked the hotel up and down, and found that it was not very big, the house was made of logs, and even the bark had not been peeled off, and there was a sign erected outside the house with a few simple Ivan characters written on it.

"Teucer's hotel?" It was rare that the slave of Rouran beside him actually knew the word Iwan.

As soon as I entered the hotel, a pungent and suffocating stench came to my face, including the smell of sweat, feet, foxes, alcohol, and bad breath......

It can be said that you can imagine the smell that the human body can emit, and there is it all here.

Li Yongsheng couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, he was not a squeamish person, but he really couldn't stand the dirty air here.

The tavern is not big, only a dozen square feet, nearly twenty tables, and there are more than forty people in it, sitting or standing, making a loud noise.

Gongsun Weiming and Zhang Laoshi occupied a small table in the corner, barely able to squeeze four people.

Li Yongsheng was also not polite, took the Rouran slave and walked over, and sat down straight.

He wasn't used to it, but the Rouran Slave was so excited that his eyes couldn't help but glance around.

For this guy, this is a first-class luxury place, just like the first time a mountain person sees a five-star hotel, even in Rouran, this kind of place is quite rare - after all, Rouran people are pure nomads.

And this Rouran slave, he didn't have the opportunity to touch this kind of place, he had only heard of it in other people's mouths.

As soon as Li Yongsheng sat down, Gongsun Weiming raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Seeing this, a bartender immediately ran over.

"Four glasses of rum," Gongsun Weiming said loudly, throwing out another Ivan silver dollar, and grumbling loudly, "damn it...... Why is it another man, maid? What about that big ass in your tavern, I think it's called Sophia?"

If a Rouran person dared to speak like this, Iwan in the tavern would have taught them how to be a man a long time ago, but on the contrary, he would be fine when he said it, and even Iwan looked at this scene with a smile.

The bartender took the silver dollar and looked at him helplessly, "My shopkeeper said that if you harass Sophia again, he will cut off that thing under you and feed it to the dog...... He's serious!"

"Really?" Gongsun Weiming laughed, "Ask Sophia to bring the wine, and I'll give your shopkeeper a chance!"

"Perverted Rouran," the bartender rolled his eyes and turned away.

Immediately after that, two women walked in the back door of the tavern, both of them were in their early thirties, plump and angry, one with brown hair, slightly lower, and the other with red hair, but extremely tall.

"Sophia, here!" Gongsun Weiming slapped the table and shouted, followed by others shouting and laughing, and others whistling as if someone had thrown a bomb into the pond.

"Shut up!" the red-haired woman shouted, a little murderous, "or I'll spit in your wine!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then laughed louder, and some people teased, "Oh, please have a glass of rum with spittle, I like Sophia's spit!"

"You die, you only deserve to drink Sophia's urine!"

"Haha, it's not bad to pee, you little white face, you don't understand the benefits of women at all. ”

"Zuokai, you have such a heavy taste, don't say I know you!"

The Rouran slave had long been so shocked by this scene that he couldn't find the north, he didn't pay attention at all, and the other three people around him, their lips were trembling slightly, exchanging news.

Li Yongsheng is now accustomed to the foul air here, which means "like an abalone", and in fact, he admires Gongsun Weiming and Zhang Laoshi's way of gathering intelligence.

Guanfeng makes his own family go to the bottom of the cow ghosts, snakes and gods, and it is said that they can ensure that the news is well-informed.

But these two went directly to the upper level, and they were not very sensitive to the news from the bottom, but the news of those upper-level cultivators could be easily asked.

At this moment, the door of the tavern was opened again, and a large group of noble ladies walked in.

At this moment, everyone stopped the noise and looked at them in amazement, and the silence in the tavern was terrifying.

This kind of tavern, where is the place where nobles should come, let alone noble ladies.

There is only one possibility for the nobles who come here, and that is the down-and-out nobles - like the Count of Rondu.

Among the noble ladies, a middle-aged woman with a good temperament walked out, she glanced around at the tavern, quickly came to a table, and bowed slightly, "I have seen Count Langdu, my young lady hopes to get your butler." ”

Zhang Laoshi took a sip of the wine in his hand, slowly lowered the wine glass, and took out a snow-white handkerchief from his jacket pocket, and gently wiped it on his mouth a few times to wipe off the wine stains that were almost non-existent.

After doing this, he glanced at the woman in front of him and spoke in a slightly magnetic voice, "May I ask Madame, what title are you?"

The woman was stunned for a moment before she replied softly, "I am the surviving person of Baron Red Pine, and I am the ceremonial lady of the Grand Duke of Tiefu's mansion. ”

"That's a lord at most," Zhang honestly spoke slowly, his voice neither high nor low, "you interrupted my drinking...... This is not what a good ceremonial officer should do. ”

Li Yongsheng wanted to laugh a little when he saw it, Zhang was honest, and he pretended to be forced to a certain realm.

But the middle-aged woman couldn't stand it a little, she was stunned for a moment, and then she was furious, gritting her teeth and saying, "I respect you, call you an earl, if you want to provoke the Grand Duke, are you ready to pay the price?"

Ivan is a highly hierarchical country, but how can an earl be compared to the grand duke with a heavy army? Not to mention that this earl is down-and-out, then don't blame the lord of the grand duke's mansion, and dare to threaten him loudly.

Zhang Laoshi picked up the white handkerchief again, wiped it on his face, as if he had been splashed by the other party's spit, and then whispered, "Xiao Ming, palm mouth!"

The corners of Li Yongsheng's mouth twitched, Xiao Ming ...... What a kind name.

Gongsun Weiming's body shook and he didn't see any movement, he only heard a soft sound of "pop", and a red handprint suddenly appeared on the middle-aged woman's face.

The middle-aged woman covered her face and was stunned for four or five breaths before she screamed, "Bastard, you inferior person, you dare to beat me?"

"You call again, I don't mind killing you," Zhang honestly spoke slowly, "Now, leave my wine table!"