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62, listen to the ancient and modern sounds of cold water

The sky was dull and rainy, and the setting sun was sunny, and the people would light the lights early to rest. Han Yan came to the backyard of the martial arts hall, which was empty and had a wide view. Outside the courtyard was the Luo River, and opposite were the lights of thousands of houses under the rain smoke. The soft fluorescent stars dotted, as if they were immortal.

The west room door was wide open, screaming and screaming with the man's aggrieved whimper. Han Yan was stunned as soon as he entered the door, feeling ridiculous and ridiculous. The arrogant Confucian scholar just now was in horror and curled up in the corner, begging for mercy like crying his father and mother.

Han Erdan just used a whip to scare him, and this girl wet her crotch... Maybe this is the nature of a charlatan.

In fact, Han Yan thought that this Confucian scholar was a talented person. Although he was very sexy and capable of showing off, few people could guess the riddles in front of the door. He also designed fraudulent techniques according to local conditions and used other people's places to make money. He was also a bit capable, not as cowardly as he was at this time.

More importantly, this guy has an understanding. Han Yan can be sure that before he came to the martial arts hall, he just wanted to cheat money and spend money, but after he started gambling and served as a banker, he quickly learned the trick of underground black boxing. As long as someone fights, I can get rich. After leaving this door, I opened a martial arts hall again, and even kept boxers in captivity, completely controlling the outcome...

"Okay, stop howling, I will chop you up and feed you to the dog." Han Yan was a little annoyed with his crying and screaming at the neighbors, which made people feel upset.

The Confucian scholar who was still crying hard in the last second stopped the next second, and looked at Han Yan with a sad look with his phoenix eyes, as if he had suffered a huge grievance.

He felt chills in his heart. Han Yan stopped Shi and Ada from beating the two rangers. He had already vented more and had less energy. If he beat him again, he would have died. Finally, he looked at the Confucian scholar and asked, "I have no grudges and no grudges from you, and I have never seen you before. Why do you come to me to cheat?"

Without waiting for the answer, Han Yan continued, "I see that you are dressed in gorgeous clothes, with a jade belt around your waist and lotus embroidered with lotus flowers. It is obviously a customized outfit. This outfit alone is worth ten thousand yuan, and you still have to go out to cheat? And you, the Confucian crown, are also a child who advocates Confucianism. If you don't study the theory of the economy carefully, you will do something miserable?"

The Confucian scholar looked at the two almost dead rangers in the corner opposite the wall, pretended to be calm, felt resentful, and plucked up the courage to say, "I didn't cheat..."

"Then why would you beat them to a draw?"

"Feel."

"Feeling?" Han Yan raised his eyebrows, took the whip from Han Erdan's hand, waved it in the air, and pia~ made the ground rustle with dust, the floor tremble, and said with a smile: "Do you think I will pull you out of your brain, and then find a big stone to tie you up and throw it into the Luo River to sink the corpse?"

"..." The Confucian scholar swallowed deeply, looked at Han Yan's lip with two beards on his lips. He was obviously a vibrant young man but he wanted to pretend to be a mature and funny person. There must be an ulterior secret to dressing up like this, and then he would be dangerous. "What do you...what do you want?"

"Speak your purpose."

"I just heard that a martial arts hall was opened in the old alley in the south of the city, with a competition venue, and people often fight and can eat and drink for free, so I came to join in the fun while I had nothing to do..." The Confucian scholar explained awkwardly and depressedly: "There is nothing else."

"I think you are either rich or noble. You should be a famous child in Luoyang City. What's your surname?" Han Yan had almost understood. This guy is a cynical rich man, arrogant and arrogant. He came to the martial arts hall not to cheat money, but to show off his IQ and superiority, sense of accomplishment, like to see others' envy, jealous and hatred expressions, like to show off his compliments, and also add some fun to life so as not to be bored. Just like when you have just traveled through time, you always have to find something to do.

"My surname is Bai." After a glance at the whip in Han Yan's hand, the Confucian scholar honestly replied: "Bai Ziqing."

"Bai Ziqing?" The three elder brothers were all stunned, "Bai Ziqing, the third son of the Bai family of the grain merchant?"

"You know me, that's fine. Let me go..." Bai Ziqing smiled at the three brothers, got up and wanted to walk out the door, but Han Erdan stared at her eyes, shivered so much that she quickly returned to the corner.

"From the Bai family?" Han Yan frowned. In Luoyang, he had heard a lot of things about the Bai family.

After decades of development, the Han Dynasty pursued the rule of inaction and the court did not supervise, which led to the prosperity of business. Many wealthy people colluded with kings and princes with money and trade, raised their families and bought slaves, formed private armed forces, and even surpassed local governments, forming a large number of powerful and prominent families.

Among them, grain merchants are the best. They hoard grain, buy low and sell high, manipulate grain prices, control donations, and have many forces under them. Even famine occurs in some places, and the prefect wants to provide disaster relief, and has to ask others.

The ancestor of the Bai family was Bai Gui during the Warring States Period. He was called "Shang Zu". His master was Guiguzi, and his real master was famous.

Luoyang can be regarded as the center of the world's business. Among them, the Bai family has the leading position in food, with business all over the country, raising two thousand slaves and dozens of big chariots, and interacting with the kings and princes of the Han Dynasty. Most of the local clans and clans have had their own powers. It is easy to imagine how powerful they are.

The patriarch of this generation of Bai family has three sons, all of which are strange.

The boss was an angry young man who was determined to make achievements. He quietly joined the army as a good son despite his family's opposition and dissuasion. Li Guang also joined the army, but he did not have Li Guang's talent and talent in fighting. He died in the border without understanding. It is said that he was killed by the Huns' heads and tugging things off.

The second son Bai Zilan is so fond of doing business. He already inherited his father's business, but he is a sissy. He still doesn't marry a wife at the age of 30. He always sleeps with his mother and refuses to contact any woman other than his mother, resulting in all men and not even a maid.

The third brother is the one who is Bai Ziqing in front of him, dressed up very slutty, with a phoenix-like eyes that are like peach blossoms, a real stubborn lord, cheating, eating, drinking, gamble, playing whatever is interesting, a big playboy. But he never bullies others with power, nor harms good women. He is not a gentleman, but he is not a big mistake.

This time I must have heard that the martial arts school was opened in the old alley, and I came here to see it... but this method of insight was very strange, but the method was not very clever. The game was too obvious, and it was obvious that it was a draw that had been agreed in advance.

After figuring out Bai Ziqing's background, Han Yan was embarrassed.

Today, many rangers have seen this guy. If he put this guy down and sank the river, he would always find out here. With his own hand in the martial arts hall, how could he be the opponent of the Bai family?

But how can I be willing to let go of this guy for nothing?

The night outside the door became darker, and the sun could not withstand the sharpening of time and fell into the valley, disappearing the last light, the day changed, the sun and the moon reincarnated, and the rain curtains, like fog and smoke, slowly fell from the eaves, the wind blew the candlelight in the house, and the figures on the wall were shaken.

Seeing Han Yan hesitating, Bai Ziqing thought his background was scared, but he was very wise and did not show off anymore. Instead, he humbly said, "I have a lot of money, I will give it to you. Can you please leave?"

As he said that, he took out a handful of golden pellet from the middle of his collar and held it in his hand and smiled flatteringly.

"I'm not short of money, not to mention that I cannot be weak in my temper and lose my temper." Han Yan looked at the golden pill disdainfully and said, "Since you break the rules here, you will be punished. First, return the five hundred dollars to me, and then wash dishes and do odd jobs in the martial arts hall for three months to redeem yourself with labor."

"Doing dishes and doing chores?" Bai Ziqing stared at me, incredible. My three sons of the Bai family grew up with the golden key in their hands. When they saw the descendants of the princes, they were all princes and nobles, and they were doing those humble jobs. They were laughing to death when they were heard.

"Do you have any objections?" Han Yan asked, "Don't think about letting you go for nothing. Tell me, how should I punish you?"

"..." Bai Ziqing thought for a long time, and finally breathed helplessly, like a deflated ball, as if washing dishes was the easiest and most kind punishment. He responded: "Okay..."

Han Yan nodded.

After packing up him, he looked back at the two half-dead gossips, intentionally shocked Bai Ziqing, and said coldly: "Take it out for me and throw it to the entrance of the alley. If anyone dares to come to the martial arts hall to cheat, this will be the end."

"Here." The three elder brothers and pigs carried the hands and feet of the two rangers and went out.

Bai Ziqing shivered and felt sad.

The remaining flowers outside the window fell to the ground, the sand sounded hundreds of miles, the waves of the Luo River were rumbling, and a lightning bolt, the sky was torn apart, and the sky was pale, followed by a string of muffled thunder, and the rain became heavier.

...

In October, Emperor Jing of Han ordered the abolition of the statutes that the marquis must go to the country.

When people get old, they always want their children to surround each other. The emperor is the same. After their birthday, almost all the thirteen sons left Chang'an and stayed by Emperor Jing every now and then. The prince stayed in Chang'an for a long time and was incompatible with the rules set by his ancestors. The emperor simply ordered to change his mother.

Han Yan has been in Luoyang for two months, and the paper matters are still at a loss. Ling's family is still rich. It is because Meng's wanted order gradually faded away, and the golfers no longer talk about this matter, and they only become a topic of chatting during meals.

Han Yan originally wanted to go to the master's house to talk to him after he became famous, but this thing was really not accumulated in a short period of time. Even though the martial arts hall has become a place that everyone knows about Luoyang's ranger, it is still rare among the people.

The career of underground black boxing has improved a little. The three elder brothers have been together in Luoyang for many years and are well-informed. They always know some poor families who cannot survive. Their parents have to support them and they have to pay tribute every year. They have no fertile land and live in difficulties. If they fight on the ring, they will give you 200 yuan. Will they go? Such people will probably consider whether to fight or not before they are forced to force them.

If a family member is seriously ill, in urgent need of money, or cannot pay the captive tax, he will be beaten as an official slave immediately, and to fight the martial arts hall to earn money will give them a way out of life. He will come without thinking about it, and even find it incredible. Fighting to make money - such a good thing?
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