The mad concubine of the group loves the world

Chapter 172 Don't dare to offend?I want to offend you!

Seeing that the two were interested in these two things, Jia Dafang immediately smiled all over his face:
"To tell you the truth, I collected some cotton from Shanxi a few days ago. The cotton seller originally wanted to wait for my side to make cotton silk before taking it back."

Hearing this, Lu Wanlan and Lu Yunzhao glanced at each other. Isn't this guy talking about the business with Xie Huaijin?

"But, now the buyer is not alive or dead!" Jia Dafang sighed exaggeratedly, "My ten boatloads of cotton silk stopped at the mouth of the Jiangnan Canal for two or three days. Now, if this money is not returned to the basket, I will be sad today."

After finishing speaking, he smacked his mouth twice, and his face was full of sorrow.

Although Lu Wanlan wanted to buy this batch of cotton silk, so as to follow the clues to find out the origin of the salty cloth, but she still pretended to be embarrassed and asked:

"I heard from Boss Jia that the amount of cotton silk is not a small amount if we buy all of it."

"Mr. An said yes!"

Lu Yunzhao tacitly followed the younger sister's words and took it:

"You have so much stuff, I won't say whether I can eat it or not. It's just the cotton silk... The Lu family has always been in the business of high-quality silk. These are ordinary people for painting, and they can't be sold at a high price."

Lu Wanlan nodded in agreement: "That's right, there's no money to be made."

When Jia Dafang saw that Fourth Master Lu was provoked by Mr. An, he began to waver again. His rogue eyes scanned around, and seeing that everyone around was attracted by the storyteller, he motioned for the two to come closer:

"You two don't understand now, this cotton silk is not for writing and drawing."

"?" Lu Yunzhao and Lu Wanlan didn't speak, they just cast doubtful glances at him.

Jia Dafang then lowered his voice again: "Do you two know Xianbu?"

"salty……"

Lu Wanlan deliberately raised her voice, before she finished speaking, she was stopped by Jia Dafang:
"Hey~ I said this little ancestor, you can keep your voice down~ If the government finds out about this, you will lose your head!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "dang", Jia Dafang was hit on the top of the head by a celadon jug that fell from the sky.

The pain was so great that he covered his head and cursed: "Who the hell is this! How dare you hit you, Uncle Jia!"

Unexpectedly, after shouting this voice, not only no one came forward to apologize.

But they saw dozens of wine glasses raining down on them.

Chi Zheng raised the knife and dropped it, and the celadon cup was chopped into pieces in an instant.

"What happened here?"

While protecting Lu Wanlan behind him, Lu Yunzhao got up and supported the hollowed-out fence by his side and looked towards the platform below.

"Here's a fight!"

I saw that the diners of Yinluxuan had almost left, and the storyteller was held down by a few black-faced boys and couldn't move. He was yelling at a nobleman: "Stop! Don't fight!"

And beside him, there was a circle of dudes who were punching and kicking the azure figure in the middle.

These people are not idle, but they are full of obscenities:

"Didn't the little white face be chosen by Princess Yan as the head of the face? Why didn't your father break your leg when he found out!"

"That's right! I'm afraid they were bought out by their Lu family's tuition money, so they dare to come forward now!"

The beaten man held his head in his hands, Lu Wanlan couldn't see his face clearly, but the voice made her feel familiar:
"You villains! You keep slandering the princess for not abiding by women's morals, but in reality she is not as good as a beast, and her daughter's family has a heart and courage!"

While speaking, he was kicked in the abdomen again, and his body flew out and knocked down the plain lamp on the stage, and the lamp oil splashed all over him.

But he still couldn't stop his anger: "A big man has a so-called not to do something! The man doesn't think about it, he is devoted to his duty for the court, and he spends all day here telling stories, but in fact, a villain..."

Seeing him so ignorant of flattery, he dared to teach himself a lesson.

The aristocratic young man who hadn't made a move all this time stood up abruptly, raised his gold-embellished boots, and put his foot in the position just now:
"Your Duan family is amazing? If you dare to confront our Wang family head-on, I will beat you to death today!"

Stepping down, the blue figure was kicked off the stage in an instant, and he didn't have the energy to say what was on his lips.

The white-clothed storyteller saw that he couldn't even get up at this moment, and shouted anxiously:
"Brother Xinglang! How are you?"

Hearing this shout, Lu Wanlan reacted abruptly.The person who was beaten in the audience turned out to be Lord Duan's second son, Duan Xinglang!

Although she didn't understand the cause and effect of the matter, but listening to these people's words, it seemed that he was beaten by others because of herself.

Seeing that the young master who claimed to be from the Wang family jumped off the stage with the jug in his hand, his noisy posture was not intended to be good, so he gave Chi Zheng beside him a look: "Go and stop them, just don't hurt them."

Chi Zheng bowed his head and was about to leave, but was stopped by Jia Dafang who was beside him: "Mr. An, this son of the Wang family dare not offend him!"

"How do you say that?" Lu Wanlan didn't understand.

"You don't know?" Jia Dafang seemed to be in disbelief, this young man looked like someone who knew the importance, why was he so ignorant.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Yunzhao again: "Hey hey hey, fourth master Lu may be upset when I say this, but I have to tell the truth."

Seeing that the two of them were silent, they started talking to themselves again: "This royal family is not what it used to be. Originally, the royal family had a queen mother and a queen. But the queen has no prince under her knees, and her position is not stable. Now the prince If she is raised in front of the queen, then her status will be different!"

"Oh? Then this one, who is the Wang family?"

Lu Wanlan asked, but she rolled her eyes countless times in her heart.

The Wang family had two successors, and they took over important positions in the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Industry. They already had a pivotal position in the capital.

But even so, except for a few daughters of the Wang family who are more arrogant and domineering on weekdays, she has never heard of any son of the Wang family who dares to be so arrogant and unrestrained, and dares to beat the court order in public.

"You don't know this one?"

Hearing this, Jia Dafang was even more incomprehensible: "This is the seventeenth uncle born of the Queen's concubine!"

"What?" Lu Yunzhao exclaimed in surprise, "When did the Wang family have such a character, why haven't I heard of it?"

"That's right. Don't talk nonsense." Lu Wanlan also nodded in agreement, "I haven't heard of the Wang family taking concubines."

Not to mention that it has been 20 years since the old man of the Wang family drove Hexi to the west.Just talking about the family precepts of the Wang family, men don’t accept concubines until they are forty and have no children. This old man’s sons and daughters are prosperous, and there is absolutely no reason to accept concubines. How could there be a son born to a concubine?
Even more outrageous, or such a young son?

Jia Dafang chuckled: "Mr. An, you are really ignorant. How can a concubine of a high-ranking official be raised in the capital? I've seen a lot of sowing seeds everywhere."

Then he raised his finger and looked down: "This one came from the countryside in the past few days. He just recognized his ancestors and returned to his clan. The old masters of the Wang family are very responsive to him!"

Lu Wanlan finally understands that she is a master of power: "Then you shouldn't bully others!"

Several people in this room were discussing in full swing, and then there was the sound of the flagon being smashed.

It's just that the person who was smashed was not Duan Xinglang, but the Empress's Seventeenth Uncle, and a wine jug hit him so hard that stars stared in his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, an exasperated curse came over: "Who the hell is that! It's not easy to find, is it?"

Before he could stand firm, he saw a black-blue figure swaying twice on the stage, and those noble princes and black-faced servants immediately lay down on the ground.

The storyteller in white hurriedly got up and helped Duan Xinglang up.

Seeing this situation, the Queen's Seventeenth Uncle was furious, picked up the jug beside him and rushed up: "Do you know who I am, if you dare to touch me, you will be bored!"

Seeing him staggering towards him, Chi Zheng raised his foot with a light flashing figure, causing him to fall straight down.

This action frightened Jia Dafang: "Oh Mr. An, didn't I tell you that I dare not offend you?"

"Don't dare to offend?" Lu Wanlan threw off the folding fan, shook it gently and walked down the steps, "I want to offend you."

(End of this chapter)