First-class traitor, second-class adulterer

Now, the old bustard looked like he was about to cry but had no tears. Zhuo Shaoqing walked into the room shaking his fan. After a while, the old bustt woke up and looked at the crowd blankly. He asked in disbelief, "Did he say just now?" Little Marquis?"

Now everyone has come to their senses, young master, there is only one young master at this age!That is the evil son of our first-class special bestowed hereditary marquis, Zhenxi Hongwu Hou Zhuo, the title of Prince of Pingjun!That scoundrel who almost killed Master Su!Really well-deserved reputation, not as famous as meeting!

The old bustard was in a mess, and hurried upstairs to wait on this little ancestor, how could he dare to ask someone to inform the Lord Hou's mansion, this is a monstrous little ancestor that must not be offended!His father will not come to trouble you, but if you offend him, he will definitely let you know what is the most painful thing in life!

"Young master, here are all the red girls in our Honghualou. You can choose slowly." The old bustard smiled ugly. She had offended many guests because of this little ancestor. It's scary to say the least, especially when this child was still a young master, it was difficult to raise a girl and a villain!

Zhuo Shaoqing nodded in satisfaction, and raised his hand to really click the three first-class red cards, then waved his hand old-fashionedly, signaling her to go down and leave the way, the old bustard looked at the few he had chosen and couldn't help but wonder how the brat looked at women But it’s not bad, I bit the bullet and wanted to ask, young master, you want three but didn’t dare to ask, and retreated with the remaining beauties.

The three beauties who were left behind were even more depressed, how can we take care of this?Breastfeed him, right?Lying in bed stripped what can he do?

"Well, the night is lonely, the wind is blooming, the snow is snowing, and a spring night is worth a thousand dollars—" Zhuo Shaoqing suddenly said, "Let's play horses."

Three beauties: "..."

Zhuo Shaoqing sized up the three beauties with watery eyes, "Whoever loses will take off his clothes!"

"..."

After a while, the old bustard twitched into the room holding a pair of newly bought horses, thinking silently, no wonder you were looking for three, what kind of bad luck did I have today? How could such a plague god come in.

However, Zhuo Shaoqing closed the door of the room and beat the horses, and the bustard made money outside and then rebalanced. The high-ranking officials and nobles in this brothel naturally heard the movement of Zhuo Shaoqing just now, and they all know the evil son of our Lord Marquis. Now, they are scrambling to help him pay the bill to gain goodwill. Naturally, the old bustard has a fat sheep delivered to his door and there is one who doesn't slaughter it?

When the first ray of sunshine shone in the morning, Zhuo Shaoqing pushed the last card, "It's a deal!" Then he watched the three beauties who were stripped naked and almost foaming at the mouth and left with a big smile.When he went out, as expected, someone had already paid the bill for him, so he strode away waving his fan. When he reached the door, he suddenly turned his head and said to the old bustard: "You forgot to say something."

"...What?" The old bustard looked bewildered.

"You should say—" Master Zhuo smiled brilliantly, "Go slowly, sir, welcome to come back next time."

Old bustard: "..."

The madam's mother was really about to cry, "Master...you go slowly...welcome...welcome...come again next time...ah..."

Watching Zhuo Shaoqing leave, the bustard twitched until white powder fell off her face, she welcomes you again, welcome you bastard, god of plague, I thank you, never come again!My small business is not easy, please let me go!

Laughing out of the brothel, Zhuo Shaoqing commented secretly in his heart as he walked, "Oh, from the perspective of modern marketing, it's really not technical. Doesn't it have the quality of a manager? Look back and see how I opened a business. Let me show you the No. [-] brothel in Dajing!"

Looking at the hurried people busy in the morning market with his hands on his pillow, Zhuo Shaoqing was not in a hurry to go home, he wandered slowly on the street, finally got out of control, and there were not many opportunities in the future, this When Dong Chuang's incident happened, his mother would definitely not allow him to come out.All night, while rubbing the horse hanging, inquiring about business secrets and the resident benefactors of those beauties, I went to the dignitaries and dignitaries for various news.

Gradually, there were more people on the street, and Zhuo Shao looked east and west, scrutinizing various markets in Dajing with the eyes of a businessman.

Back then, he swore in great indignation that he would blacken the world. Although it was a moment of anger, he did not intend to give up.First of all, he was originally a business genius in the 22nd century, and he should have returned to his old profession; everything about the Dajing Dynasty, Zhuo Shaoqing concluded, is roughly equivalent to the Ming Dynasty's organizational system, and its productivity has also developed to the end of the Ming Dynasty Level, but this big scene is not as closed as the Ming Dynasty, but the atmosphere and diplomacy are a bit like the openness of the Tang Dynasty. Such excellent business conditions should have given him great glory.

Secondly, he understands the importance of money and power too well. If he wants to protect important people, doing business is the path he chooses, and it is a path that no one else can think of. No one would have thought that the power of a merchant would be very powerful!

However, he was full of confidence back then, but now he thinks that many things have to be considered in the long run, after all, manpower cannot be against the sky!And the first thing he should solve now is that Zhuo Chenping is supremely honored in front of others, but his achievements are so high that he has already been suspected by the current emperor Jian Chongzong. up.

At this time, Zhuo Chenping was awarded the Grand Marshal of the Army and Horse again, entrusting him with a heavy responsibility. Zhuo Shaoqing believed that his father would definitely win, but after winning, it would be bad if his merits increased and his prestige went up to a higher level until he was close to the emperor. up.

As he was walking, a sedan chair hurriedly came over from the street, Zhuo Shaoqing squinted his eyes to look at the guard of honor and direction, he had already guessed who it was, turned his eyes around, and walked to the middle of the road with his fan again.

"Hey, kid, get out of the way! You deserve it for hitting you to death!" The servant carrying the sedan chair must have been used to arrogance, and yelled at Zhuo Shao with his eyes above his head.

"Yo, hit me to death?" Zhuo Shaoqing seemed to be very angry, his small chest puffed out, "It's been a long time since I've heard anything crazier than me! Come on, come on, try to hit me to death!" He said step by step Walking forward, he deliberately couldn't stop and bumped into the sedan chair, and immediately sat on the ground with an exaggerated "ouch".

The servants were taken aback, and when they looked closely, they were frightened out of their wits. They often sent his little prince to the academy because they knew the child in red in front of him. Jian Jun in the sedan chair heard the voice, and when he lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, he saw that it was indeed that child. Man, the corners of his eyes twitched.

Zhuo Shaoqing pressed the shoulder that was "hit" and stood up, pointed at Jian Jun and said angrily: "Jian Jun, you actually instructed your dog servant to misbehave with me, and everyone heard that you wanted to run me over to death! "

Passerby: "..."

We didn't hear it, where did you say that you were going to be killed, it's obvious that you are talking nonsense!

Jian Jun is also a black line, with old and new hatreds, he gets angry when he sees this person, he has long wanted to take revenge for bullying him in the academy, but unfortunately there are no helpers in the academy, there are so many people at the moment and he is still alone It's not Jian Jun who lives with him, "Zhuo Shaoqing, don't blame me for being rude to you if you are presumptuous!" I thought to myself, my father and king are still Prince Yu, the younger brother of the current emperor, you are a great little prince, but Pingjun The prince is honorable, I am still afraid of you, the dignified Prince Zhunjun?

"Hey, did you hear that, just now he not only said he was going to kill me, but now he said he was going to be rude to me, Prince Yu's second son is so proud! He is too bullying!"

Passerby: "..." After a while, almost all of them walked away silently.

We didn't hear it, we didn't hear it, right and wrong, wise and safe, and burn yourself, we have never seen you.

"Zhuo Shaoqing, let's settle our new and old grudges together!" Jian Jun grinned grimly and waved, "Give it to me, teach him a lesson, I'll take care of things!"

All the servants were crying and mournful, believing that the master is busy, I would rather believe that the sow will climb the tree.

However, here is the direct master. If you don't do anything, you really don't know what the tragedy will be like in the future, so all the slaves rushed over even if they pretended to be.

On the other side, Zhuo Shaoqing, with his dexterous body, easily rushed past the crowd under the intentional move of throwing water, and went straight to Jian Jun. Jian Jun was in a hurry and shouted, "Stop him, stop him! You guys! It's a pig!"

Zhuo Shaoqing gave a grin, and before anyone came over, he threw Jian Jun down, restrained him, turned his head and shouted: "Don't come here! Don't come here! If you move, I'll beat you little lord!" Fist!" I have learned Wubushi moves from his father for several months, but his skills are also much better, and naturally it is different from before, it is too easy to deal with Jian Jun.

"Presumptuous!" A servant said and was about to rush over.

Zhuo Shaoqing stretched out his hand towards the man, clenched his small fist again, and punched Jian Jun's chubby face!

Jian Jun roared, "Don't come here! Zhuo Shaoqing, I can't spare you!"

The servant twitched, his heart was silent, the face that his master cared about the most, he must hate himself to death.

Why is he so obedient, there is no excuse for him to punch him a few more times.Zhuo Shaoqing sighed, rolled his eyes and said again: "Back, if you don't, I'll—"

"Ah! Zhuo Shaoqing! I'll kill you sooner or later!" Jian Jun was punched in the face again.

"Let's back off, don't do anything!" All the servants hurriedly backed away, their hearts trembling, they knew this kid was so bold, how could he dare to be negligent to let him get close to his master just now!

"Ah!" "Ah!"

"Why are you still beating!" All the slaves complained angrily, how much the master was beaten directly related to how much punishment they would suffer when they went back!

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