After the beginning of spring, Wu Sanlang brought six young masters to the Zheng family to visit.

The aunt frowned a little. My son finally learned it well. If he dated this group of bad friends, he would "correct it and become evil."

However, during the investigation of the account, Wu Jiasanro made great efforts. So far, there is still a copy of the account book in his room for storage just in case.

I had to come out and frowned even more when I saw it.

The seven teenagers, the older ones are fourteen or five years old, and the younger ones are the same age as their sons, and are all children from good families. They are all wearing brocade furs, four-cornered small heads, and some have jade rings on their fingers. In the cold weather, paper fans are shaking in their hands, and seven clean white faces are unstoppable.

The aunt did not pass through modern times, otherwise she thought that these seven teenagers could play the bad son of the landlord and bully family in the movie without dressing up.

Several teenagers sang a fat promise: "Hello, auntie."

"well."

"Where is Langjun Zheng?"

"He is reading in the study."

"Can we meet?" said politely, and went in directly.

An aunt is a wife and honest family. Can she get rid of these teenagers?

When he arrived at Zheng Lang's room, Zheng Lang was writing. A group of young men seemed to see giant pandas. Erlang of the Niu family said: "Lang Gezi, this word is well written, it can be compared with Li Xitai (referring to Li Jianzhong. In the early Song Dynasty literati were mainly directed by Feibai, the two kings and Ou Chu and Yanliu. There were not many people, and only Li Jianzhu, the Later Tang lord Li Yu, and Lin Hejing)."

"Sanlang, if you have a future, don't forget our Brother Chun," Zhu Shaochun, the eldest son of the Zhu family, patted Zheng Lang on the shoulder shamelessly.

A chaotic ball.

Zheng Lang looked at these teenagers who were ignorant of sorrow and laughed and cried, and said, "Let's go out and talk."

When I came to the living room in the back room, I asked Liu'er and Si'er to pour tea, and asked, "Everyone, come here, what's the point?"

Wu Sanlang said, "Zheng Dalang, the Lantern Festival is coming soon."

"Well, there are three days left, what's wrong."

"How many days will we go to Tokyo together?"

The Lantern Festival is the most lively festival in the Song Dynasty. It mainly involves watching lanterns. Each prefecture and county will decorate lanterns, and there are many varieties of lanterns, bead lanterns, boneless lanterns, sheepskin lanterns, ten thousand eyes, and revolving lanterns... There are also many lanterns with riddles written on them for people to hunt.

The most prosperous place is Bianliang City. In addition to countless nobles and nobles, rich and gentlemen, various strange and rare lanterns hung at homes, from the seventh day of the first lunar month, the imperial palace and the government office will also use lanterns to build the shape of mountains and forests, just like a mountain of lanterns. After dark, once all light up, gold and green will shine with brocade and rust. No matter how good the adjective is, it cannot describe the spectacular and magnificent scene.

In addition to the lamps, before the New Year, a large mountain shed was set up outside the Kaifeng Prefecture Office, and a wide range of strangers from all walks of life were invited to perform illusions and acrobatics and singing and dancing, and the audience was like a mountain. If a performance was wonderful, the cheers won could shake the entire Tokyo city. In addition to these activities, the official and the people also organized some performance activities.

Regardless of the border troubles and weak military affairs, Tokyo City on the Lantern Festival can be said to be a truly prosperous and glorious era. So later there was a poem that directly regarded Hangzhou as Bianzhou.

But how many noble people live in the capital? These young people actually dare to go to Bianliang to playboys, which shows how brave they are.

The article written by Zheng Lang is indeed true. The original Zheng Lang and these playboys did nothing and really ran around Shaoshi Mountain in winter. The two old men in Panasonic were playing chess, which was true. It was true that a few young men ran over to watch. But the two old men didn't say that, but the young men stood by the side and talked nonsense, making the two old men so angry that their souls were infuriated. Seven stolen smoke. In anger, they put away the chess piece and board and left.

Cui Youjie saw the novel meaning of the article. If he knew the truth, Zheng Lang would write the real taste of rice, and he might tear the short note to pieces on the spot!

Zheng Lang was a little hesitant, and he still stored some articles from "Dream of Tokyo" in his mind. He also wanted to see the prosperity of the Song Dynasty's capital today. But when he thought of the worries of several empresses at home, he immediately refused and said, "Everyone, this year is not possible. A lot of things happened at home last year. It would be great if I left Zhengzhou and went to Tokyo again. Or I would go to Zhengzhou City another day to invite you to a banquet?"

I am still very reasonable to my friends and some "good brothers".

Last year, Zheng Lang was beaten to death at Mingzhulou, which scared several young masters to not dare to go out for many days.

It seems that the shopkeeper in the Zheng family wanted to embezzle the property. Although it was handled, the aftermath was still unfinished. But they didn't believe it. Zheng Lang found out the account loophole. He dared to check the accounts with a small knife. Do good brothers have the ability to do this?

Cen Dalang shook his little fan and sighed, "After all, it was the one who caused it to the young lady from Mingzhulou."

"This sexy woman, brother-in-law, or I'll give you an idea, you can spend some money and buy that lady."

"Well, Brother Yan San, do you know how much it costs to buy that fairy? She is the head of Mingzhulou and a money tree."

"Silang, how much money can you have? I spent three thousand knots. Even if a pig comes to buy it, the madam sold her."

Yan's Sanlang spoke very vulgarly. After hearing this, the two little maids covered their mouths and snickered on the side.

"San brother, you're right, but three thousand yuan is not three hundred yuan, where can I get so much money?" Zhu Shaochun asked suspiciously: "Also, what are you doing when you buy that evil spirit?"

"It's money, no big problem. Lang Gezi investigated his cloth shop this time and saved a lot of property for the family. The Zheng family only had Lang Gezi, the only son, who asked several aunts for some money. How could the aunt not give? We would give some more money to the rest of the money. Wouldn't that lady be able to buy it?"

"San brother, what did you buy it?"

The method seems to be feasible. If you take a few people, each of you can't get a thousand yuan of money, but if you think of a way at home, you can get three or four hundred yuan of money. In addition, Zheng Dalang takes a big head and gets enough money.

It’s not a small number after all. If you spend so much money, you have to buy it for usefulness.

As for visiting prostitutes, most of the teenagers were semi-developed and half-developed, and they never thought so much about it. Even if they were flirting, it was also fun and more fun than flirting.

"I bought it for revenge. That night, we lost so much face. The whole city of Zhengzhou was talking about our eight brothers. After buying her, she whipped her with a whip and a bamboo stick every day. As long as it didn't take any life, she was a concubine and the government couldn't take care of it. Then we often came over, kicked her feet and beat her with fists."

"No, the third brother has a good idea."

"It's not enough. She should go to the fields to work. She will be exposed to the sun and rain every day, and plow the fields like a man. If she can't do it, she will also use a whip."

"Work is not enough. You have to kneel down and wash your feet every night in the toilet sweeping shed, pouring down your bowls."

The boys became more and more excited as they spoke. The green light shone on their eyes, like seven wolves from the north, excited and screaming.

Poor two little lolittle beside them. They were standing by the side and laughing. As they listened, they were sweating all over their faces, and even their underwear was almost wet. Their little face was even pale and their body bones were trembling.

ps: Miss in the Northern Song Dynasty specifically refers to prostitutes, and is also a term for swearing people.

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Chapter completed!