Bring the whole war back to Nanming

Chapter 91 Lovers get married

On the second day, the notice of Meichun Building was changed, and the applicants came flockingly. The Ming Dynasty did not collect commercial tax, and the wealthy households were all very rich.

1000 taels of silver is nothing to them, maybe it's just the money they pay for a meal in a restaurant, if they can embrace a beautiful woman, they can also increase their face in front of others.

Accompanied by Fang Xiaobai and Zheng Sen, Hou Fangyu paid the entrance fee for one person, and brought more than 100 disguised soldiers into the Meichun Building.

The businessman who didn't know the truth asked: "Li Guigong, who are they? Why can so many people be brought in for the price of one person? Isn't it stipulated that only five people can be brought in at most?"

"Oh, Boss Lu, you don't know, he is from Poluhou's mansion, and Poluhou led the team himself. Did you see the bruise on the little one? It was Poluhou who beat him. Do you think I dare not let him go?" ?”

Mr. Gui was speechless, more than 100 people were worth 10 taels of silver, but he dared not accept it.

The two sighed again, Boss Lu and Mr. Gui handed each other, and walked straight into the Meichun Building.

Today, there are no traces of fighting in the building today. There are lights and festoons everywhere, red silk robes, and the maid Xiaoer shuttles through the hall with fruit tea.

The sisters in the building leaned against the fence on the second floor in groups of three and four, watching the lively scene downstairs with novelty.

Fang Xiaobai and Hou Fangyu found a seat near the front and sat down. Xiaoer ran over skillfully and filled them with tea and pastries.

The imperial soldiers dispersed in groups of ten, and there were their shadows everywhere in the hall. No matter where the hydrangea fell, there would always be soldiers in that area.

Hou Fangyu seemed uneasy. He picked up the tea cup from time to time and took a sip. His eyes stayed on the second floor of the arched hollow door decorated with flowers and covered with red carpet. That was where Li Xiangjun threw the hydrangea.

Fang Xiaobai felt a little funny: "Brother Hou, you are a veteran of Fenghua, so the situation is not settled? I remember when I was in Yangzhou, on the third day of the Tatar siege, countless Tatars climbed on the city wall and surrounded me. Come on, I don’t even have stage fright, you can’t be inferior to me, can you?”

"Your Majesty was joking, it's just that after autumn, the weather is dry, and the wind and cold have not healed, and the mouth is dry, so I drank more tea."

"If you can quibble, I will give you a famous saying from foreigners: Facts speak louder than words!"

"Who is the foreigner?"

"Foreigners."

"Is it Cochin or Luzon? Or Dongying."

"It's America."

"..."

"..."

Fang Xiaobai swears that if this guy asks him where is the United States again, he will give him a slap without hesitation. In 1645, the American national ideology was just formed, and it was far from being a country. He couldn't answer it.

Fortunately, Hou Fangyu did not continue to ask, to avoid a bloody disaster.

The waiting time was long. Fang Xiaobai passed the time by playing stand-alone games on his mobile phone. He was surprised to find that the battery of his broken mobile phone was always 90.00% no matter how much he played.

Others can't do it. Some businessmen who can't bear the loneliness order some old wine, no matter whether they can grab the hydrangea later, they will drink well, anyway, there are servants who will run errands for them.

Time passed by every minute, and finally, a melodious music sounded, and everyone raised their heads at the same time, looking intently at the flower gate on the second floor.

Li Xiangjun was dressed in a bright red silk skirt, with a dark green hairpin passing through her hair, a pair of earrings made of unknown material hanging down, and a golden necklace placed on the beauty bone on her chest, shining under the candlelight.

"Damn it, this is a noble lady who needs someone to redeem her body. She's clearly a rich woman. With all her assets, I'm so f*cking about getting married!"

Fang Xiaobai pursed his lips, causing Hou Fangyu to look down on him for a while. Perhaps it was because of beauty in the eyes of beholders. Anyway, Li Xiangjun is not Fang Xiaobai's type.

"Thank you all for holding Xiangjun. Xiangjun would like to thank everyone here."

Then, Li Xiangjun bowed deeply, stood up straight, and continued: "Today, Xiangjun will throw the hydrangea here, whoever follows and comes to the place where Xiangjun is, will be Xiangjun's husband from now on. Mr. Xiang has saved a lot of savings over the years, and he is willing to tide over the difficulties with you. You only throw the hydrangea ball once, and you will catch it."

Fang Xiaobai and Hou Fangyu knew who Li Xiangjun was speaking to, and they looked at each other with serious expressions.

On the second floor, the maid prepared the hydrangea. Li Xiangjun turned around and turned her back to everyone. She took a deep breath, slowly raised the hydrangea above her head, and threw it hard.

The hydrangea falls along a parabolic trajectory. In the eyes of many people, the falling speed of the hydrangea is countless times slower, and the landing point is exactly where the waiting area is.

Hou Fangyu was overjoyed, and was about to catch the hydrangea, but unexpectedly, an eight-foot man reached out and snatched the hydrangea that should have belonged to him by virtue of his height.

"Er Liu is doing well, give me the hydrangea quickly!"

Hearing his master calling him, Liu Pidianpidian, the eight-foot tall man, wanted to leave.

"Dodan!"

A black shadow hissed across Er Liu's side. He lowered his head again and found that the hydrangea was gone. He looked left and right, and finally saw it in the hands of Duo Dan, who was wearing a cloak and covering his face.

Er Liu threatened Dan: "Boy! Give me back the hydrangea! Otherwise I, Er Liu, will let you know how powerful I am!"

Just after he finished speaking, Duodan felt his eyes blurred and the hydrangea in his hand disappeared. He and Erliu stared at each other and looked around hurriedly. They found that the hydrangea was being held by a middle-aged man about 40 years old. We are approaching the stairs to the second floor.

"Hmph! Bug carving trick!"

Seeing Duodan's miss, Fang Xiaobai was close to the stairwell. He dodged and blocked the stairwell. He raised the middle finger of his right hand and said to the middle-aged man: "Come here!"

Suddenly, the guy who made the previous shot wanted to do the same trick again, but unfortunately, in front of Fang Xiaobai, he could see it no matter how fast he was.

The backhand was a slap, and the fast-moving figure felt an unprecedented force hit him in the face, and the whole person involuntarily slammed into the side wall.

"What are you looking at? Get this guy away from me!"

Only then did the guards behind the middle-aged man react, and the four rushed towards Fang Xiaobai aggressively, trying to push him away with the advantage of numbers.

ah!A scream stopped the tragedy of the guards in time. They looked back and saw the hydrangea returned to Hou Fangyu's hands, and the middle-aged man was holding his balls, his face was bruised, and his temples were throbbing with veins.

"me……"

"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up! And you, still watching the show! Come and help!"

Zheng Sen was watching the show and conducting on the sidelines, enjoying himself happily.

Hou Fangyu ran to the stairs in three steps at a time, and everyone chased him, and it seemed that the hydrangea was about to change hands again.

Fang Xiaobai made up his mind, ran in the opposite direction of Hou Fangyu, forced everyone back with a sweep of his legs, got up and ran into the crowd.

The boss is desperate, and the subordinates have to keep up with the boss no matter what.

Ever since, a human wall composed of more than 40 people firmly blocked the crowd who rushed up. They held hands and let each other push and beat them, but they didn't move.

"Damn it, how could there be so many people on the other side! It's obviously helpless!"

"Grandma, that kid is coming to Xiangjun's side! Push it!"

The lords who grabbed the hydrangea are going crazy, 1000 taels of silver can't be enough for hundreds of flowers.

Fang Xiaobai was punched several times, and was kicked in the crotch, and now his face was flushed, obviously suffering from pain.

"Brothers, let's bear with it for a while! We will take revenge when the young master comes to Miss Xiangjun's side!"

Hou Fangyu lived up to expectations, and finally came to Li Xiangjun with one foot deep and one shallow foot, and solemnly handed the hydrangea to her, his eyes full of joy.

"Xiangjun, I'm here."

"Um……"

"I'm sorry, I was too willful before and almost lost you."

"Um……"

"will you marry me?"

"Um……"

The matter is a foregone conclusion, Fang Xiaobai was overjoyed: "Brothers, the opportunity for revenge has come, beat me back hard!"

The guarding houses of the families who were originally aggressive collapsed in an instant, and they were beaten by Fang Xiaobai and his party until they cried and begged for mercy.

"I told you to kick my crotch, can I kick that place? I'll beat you to death!"

Grabbing the person who kicked him in the crotch, Fang Xiaobai cleaned up for a while. While beating him, he looked to the second floor: Hou Fangyu and Li Xiangjun embraced each other, their faces were full of happiness.

　Finally, some small things in Nanjing City have been completed, and the next step is drastic reform and two-front war.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)