I am Wu Dalang, starting with Pan Jinlian

All of a sudden, all the people who were waiting to watch the show were silent, only breaths and gasps of deep surprise were left, and their jaws almost dropped to the ground in shock.

I saw Zhao Xiong shaking his luxurious robes, tidying up his clothes, walked silently in front of Wu Fei in two or three steps, clasped his fists with both hands, bowed his waist slightly, lowered his eyebrows, and looked at Wu Fei respectfully. Deep bow.

"Zhao Xiong met the master, the disciple was unfilial and neglected the master, and I hope the master will forgive me." The voice was not loud, but it was quiet enough for everyone present to hear clearly.The tone was sincere and sincere, and Zhao Xiong looked serious.

Everyone looked at Wu Fei again, they didn't blink their eyelids at Zhao Xiong's great gift, there was no disturbance, and the grapes in their hands hadn't even been put down.

This scene looks a bit funny and ridiculous, even a little unbelievable.Ma Jun Si Dutou, the bodyguard of the famous Daming Mansion, actually gave a big salute to a person in front of so many people, and that seemingly innocuous person was sitting in the upper seat with a calm face, accepting the salute peacefully, The corners of his mouth were still stained with pastry and fruit residues, and he looked like a vulgar person without everyone's education.

Everyone couldn't figure it out. There was nothing special about such a person. Just this clean-looking clothes, that is, a good weaver. In the eyes of these people present, the fabric and silk thread were inferior products. , It's not worth a few bucks, usually the servants wear clothes in the mansion.This person looks okay, but if he has no skills, he is just a little boy. The people who watched the show really don't know what kind of skills such an ordinary person has, so that Zhao Xiong can play in this kind of situation. The occasion helped him stand out and recognized him as a master.

Although there were all kinds of guesses and doubts in his heart, no one dared to speak, and the huge main hall was once again silent.Although the picture looked very funny, no one dared to laugh.Since Zhao Xiong has admitted everything himself, even if there are a hundred thousand reasons, no one dares to ask.

At this time, the nouveau riche's expression was very exciting, turning blue and purple, as if he had smeared an actor's dye on his face, with a somewhat dramatic effect.His lips trembled, and even his fat face trembled a little, as if his whole body was convulsing a little bit.

"That...Master Zhao Zhao, I didn't intend to contradict...I this..." Trembling and stammering for a long time, the fat man didn't give any reason, the dramatic change came too fast, His brain couldn't turn around all at once, he hesitated, and couldn't speak properly.

Everyone who watched the excitement felt a little sympathetic to him. After all, Wu Fei's appearance is not at all dignified to everyone, and he looks like a hungry wolf on the desk. A bastard who came in to cheat on food and drink.In addition, he also brazenly revealed his identity, which further strengthened everyone's idea that he was a liar.

However, this nouveau riche is not wronged. So many people have doubts in their hearts, but he is the only one who foolishly bumped into the muzzle, thinking that he can fight on this occasion and make a name for himself. Unexpectedly, it was self-defeating in this way.It's good now, it's rare for Zhao Xiong to be angry.

Everyone quietly watched the good show around here, the fat man was already a little scared, he couldn't even speak clearly, and his tongue was so frightened that he couldn't straighten it.

Zhao Xiong raised his hand, his face was cold, and he interrupted him seriously: "You are the newly promoted richest man in Qinghe County, right? You made some money by relying on some unremarkable business?"

When the fat man heard this, his face turned pale. Although what Zhao Xiong said was the truth, after all, it is impossible to make money without some shady means.But in front of so many people being stabbed out, he was very embarrassed. Zhao Xiong said this, he was obviously angry, and he didn't give any face. It seems that it will not end well...

The nouveau riche's lips twitched, his face turned pale, and he even smiled cautiously: "Well, Mr. Zhao, don't tell me, I really offended you just now. The little one has eyes but doesn't know Taishan. Your lord There are a lot of them, so let’s hold your hands high and let the small ones go... It’s not easy for the small ones to survive today, Mr. Zhao..."

Zhao Xiong didn't even raise his eyelids, he didn't seem to hear what he was talking about, and continued to make troubles on his own: "I also heard that you got a small official in the county government? The county magistrate over there gave you money for the money you gave him. Qian, if this official position was not personally appointed by the imperial court, I am afraid that the black hat will be put on your head directly!"

The fat man was so frightened that he almost knelt down, his tone was extremely anxious, and he was almost crying: "Master Zhao, don't talk nonsense about such unfounded things! I, I... ...I'm not familiar with the county magistrate."

Zhao Xiong snorted coldly: "Oh? Is that so? There is no proof? Well, Mr. Zhang, look at this..."

As soon as the nouveau riche heard Mr. Zhang, cold sweat broke out from his forehead.

"Master Zhang, I remember that the county under your supervision is Qinghe. Are you familiar with the county magistrate there?"

Master Zhang stood up in embarrassment and gave the fat man a hard look. He quickly walked up to Zhao Xiong in a few steps, carefully apologized, and whispered into Zhao Xiong's ear: "Master Zhao, To be honest, this brat who doesn't live up to expectations is the son of a distant cousin of mine. He is rude and ignorant and offended you, so don't be like a child like him..."

Zhao Xiong raised his eyebrows, and said darkly: "Don't be as knowledgeable as him... It's not me that he bumped into..."

After all, Mr. Zhang has been in the officialdom for so many years, and he often acts on people's faces. He understood immediately, cleared his throat, and shouted angrily: "You are not big or small! Give it to Mr. Zhao quickly." Master apologize!"

The fat man was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand still. Seeing his distant cousin, Mr. Zhang, who had been secretly giving him winks, he immediately thumped and knelt down in front of Wu Fei, which made Wu Fei shake his hand holding the tea.

"Master, you always think that I just farted, nothing, I was wrong!" The fat man was about to kowtow.

Wu Fei was so frightened that he got up on the spot. He ate the pastries and his mouth felt dry. He was about to drink water when such a big gift came, and he didn't even have time to take a sip: "What are you doing? I'm not an elder, either. Receiving such a big gift, I'm afraid it will shorten my life..."

Hearing what Wu Fei said, the nouveau riche was heartbroken, thinking that Wu Fei was unwilling to forgive himself.

Unexpectedly, Wu Fei helped him up: "The man kneels on the ground, kneels on the ground, and kneels on his parents. If he doesn't move, he will die or live."