To be honest, Tang and Liu are also famous yamen, and they are people with identities. They should not be disagreeable and fists and feet.

But in this year, due to the severity of economic development, the strength of the yamen did not follow the economic operation and was so tightly integrated with the officialdom that at this time, the yamen was far less noble than the nobles of later generations. They were all very cunning, just like high-ranking officials and officials. Even if they struggled, they were mostly about the world and the dark wind and arrows.

In these years, the yamen struggled, and they still used their father's qualifications, energy, circles, and conflicts between the two sides, mostly based on momentum, background, and even the comprehensive strength of force to determine the outcome, and win or lose.

Therefore, it is not surprising that Liu and Huang often curse and quarrel with each other, even if they are fists and feet, it is not surprising.

But it was said that Tang Shaofang led his men and Young Master Liu to join the fire. The white-faced fat man brushed the folding fan and crossed the Tang Shao's chest. "Xiao Sier, what's the time? Is it still a fight? Are you making a joke? Isn't it just a pull? Jian Ming can pull it once, and you can pull it twice. Your fuss makes people laugh. Move back and I'll see what kind of woman is, which makes Jian Ming feel attentive."

Speaking, he gently posed a folding fan and raised his eyes to sweep the faces of the four cheongsam girls in the field, "Oh, they are all high-quality, Cao Mazi, how long has it been, and it's been so long that Jin Taichang is almost caught up with the Red Star Teahouse. Sier, which one is Ming Shao's favorite? Is it that round face, white, pure, plump and beautiful, it's really amazing!" As he said, he folded his hand and pointed at Ye Mo.

In other words, the twelve golden hairpins are all extraordinary. Those who enter the hall are even more outstanding. Yans are thin and fat. They are good at playing games. Although Ye Mo has a round face, he is also beautiful and is not inferior to the eldest sister of the Xia family. The fat man in the white face prefers plump. He naturally thinks that Ye Mo is the most beautiful of the four, and Shi Jianming must be his favorite.

As soon as the fat man with white face finished speaking, Director Wang bowed his body and trotted over, and approached the fat man with white face. His fat face was almost about to laugh, "Hello, hello, it's not the one with a round face, but the one with a pointed chin next to the round face. I'll take you there?

Director Wang was originally a pimp and took it as his responsibility to play horses. But after a while, he worked hard, and didn't take any big boat and was slapped. He was secretly worried about how to deal with the aftermath. At this moment, he was waiting for the opportunity to show his presence and naturally refused to let go. Others were slick. He had a good vision. He had seen clearly that this white-faced fat man was definitely a big man who could be compared with the Xue family and the Shi family.

The fat man glanced at Director Wang and said, "You are well-behaved." He slammed the fan in his hand, pointed at the eldest sister of the Xia family in the distance, and said loudly, "That girl, I'm the one who makes the decision. No one is allowed to shoot except Jianming in the future. Anyone has to have any opinions. Let me talk to someone Jiang." As he spoke, his eyes as big as a broad bean, glanced at the woolen coat standing not far away, full of provocation.

"you!"

Mr. Liu wanted to scold him angrily. The fat man with white face snorted and said coldly, "What, your Liu Er has any objection?"

Mr. Liu raised his eyebrows, but did not dare to speak to the fat man with white face. He turned to the woolen coat and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Yuan, do it or not!"

Wanzi shrugged his shoulders, "What are you doing? I haven't heard from Fatty Jiang say that fighting and killing is just a joke. What's the age of time? Can't you learn to be a civilized person?"

Mr. Liu frowned, "But..."

Wild Coat interrupted, "What's the point? What's the point? Some people just say it's better to fart, singing, dancing, and taking photos of the woman. Nowadays, people are afraid of talking, and they are still playing games!"

"This is the reason, haha, let's follow the instructions of Mr. Yuan!" Mr. Liu shouted, and the dark clouds on his face were wiped out.

"Xue Yuan!"

The fat man with white face shouted, his face covered with dark clouds, staring at his woolen coat.

At this point, the identity of Whisper Coat has already been clear, and it is Xue Yuan.

But the Xue Yuan and the Xue Yang brothers were a pair of young men of Xue Xiang's third uncle Xue Pingyuan. They had different personalities. When their elder brother Xue Yang became an adult, he gradually understood the truth and started working early. Xue Xiang had a lot of contact with him when he was an official at Mingzhu. At that time, Xue Yang had grown into a cunning young clerk.

Xue Yuan, under the banner of going to Beijing to study, actually yearned for the absurd life of the Yanei in the capital. Earlier, this guy pulled Xiao Yi and mingled in the Yanei circle. After making some appearances, he learned to make trouble for others. At that time, he was also dirty with Shi Jianming. While the two sides were competing for power, Xue Laosan rushed over, which scared Shi Jianming to jump out of the window and escape. He and Xiao Yi were also frightened by Xue Laosan who did not say anything.

Later, Xiaoyi felt at ease, but Xue Yuan was unable to change his nature. He only lived for a few days. After Xue Xiang left Beijing, the guy played the old tune again and returned to his original state.

In one or two years, with the reputation of the Xue family and the unique position of Xue Laosan in the yamen circle, Xue Yuan's career in the yamen was smooth sailing, and now he is a number of people in the yamen circle.

"What, Fatty Jiang, what advice do you have?" Xue Yuan was resolutely not afraid and glanced at the white-faced Fatty coldly.

"I'm just a little bitch. My surname is Xue. I'm not happy about it. What's the thing? What is the thing that makes a fox and a tiger. Let me tell you the truth. I have to destroy your arrogance today!"

Speaking, the fat man with white face waved his hand and pointed at the eldest sister of the Xia family, "Ma Jun, Cao Yong, you two take that girl to a safe place. You need to see blood here, for fear of scaring her!"

The fat man with white face obviously wanted to snatch people in person, but now it is under severe crackdown. Although he is brave and hidden here, he still needs to pay attention to some influence. He pretends to "take a safe place" for the eldest sister of the Xia family.

"Fatty Jiang, so brave!"

Xue Yuan was also really angry, picked up a chair and smashed it at the fat man with white face. Seeing Fang wanting to hit him, he stretched out his long legs out of thin air, swept the chair against the wall on one side, smashing it to pieces, and the one who came out was the hard-pressed soldier who had previously caught the pallet.

"Okay, the one named Xue, you are unkind for the first time. Then don't blame me for being unrighteous. Jian Ming and those present can all be witnessed. It was him Xue Yuan who attacked me, Jiang Weijun. I, Jiang, was just a self-defense counterattack. Even if the matter is spread today, it is not that I, Jiang Weijun, have no reason. I am not afraid that some people will bully the small ones for the big ones!"

Strangely, the arrogance shown by the fat man with the white face was smashed into a chair, but he did not immediately go wild, but instead said this.

Originally, when the fat man in white face directed his subordinates to steal him, the eldest sister of the Xia family was so scared. At this moment, she suddenly saw the fat man in white face so abnormal. She couldn't help but ask Ye Mo who was staring at the scene and said, "Mozi, who is the one with Jiang's long-winded words to tell who they are talking about? Could it be that they have to fight and have some sour words and jealousy, just like before the ancient times, they would have to issue a manifesto?"

Ye Mo gave the eldest sister of the Xia family a blank look and snorted, "What do you know? This white-faced fat man is afraid that he hates the young master Yuan very much. He is holding his energy to show his good looks, but he is afraid of the one behind Yuan Jun. Now he is talking about this, but I hope that his words will be heard. The one behind Yuan Jun, don't come to trouble him!"

"Who is the one behind Mr. Yuan? Why? This man surnamed Jiang is so lawless and has a scared person?" asked the eldest sister of the Xia family.

Ye Mo smiled gently and said, "What is the one with the surname Jiang? He scolded the young master Yuan for pretending to be a tiger. He didn't know that he was the same. Compared with the person behind Yuan Yuan, the one with the surname Jiang is just a little hairy child. Yu Zhen, you have been in Jin Taichang. Don't you know that the one behind Yuan Yuan is the collective idol in the hearts of these yamen. Otherwise, if Jiang's anger is in trouble, how could he have time to talk about it?"

"You are talking about the prince of the Xue family who is famous in the Nine Cities!"

The person who spoke was Director Wang, and his eyes were wide open. Although he was not familiar with the new yamen in Jin Taichang, his reputation for being with Jin Taichang and the prince of Xue's family was almost calloused when he heard it.

"Not who he is!"

However, when Ye Mo and the other two whispered, the yamen in that room became more and more intense.

"If you want to practice, you can practice. Fatty Jiang, you're talking nonsense!"

Mr. Yuan seemed to have not taken Fatty Jiang to heart at all.

"You said it, don't blame Grandpa for being a shady man!"

The fat man with white face waved his folding fan hard, "Ma Jun, Cao Yong, teach anyone with the surname Xue how to be a human being. As long as he is not beaten to death, he will take care of him!"

"Slow down!"

Shi Jianming, who had been watching with his arms around, finally spoke, "Gui Jun, if you don't look at the monk's face, Brother Xue has a good relationship with me. I have to sell him this face! Okay, that girl, I like it, but it's a matter of shooting the woman, but it's not like to rob the wife of the village, which is a big blow. As for Liu Er, he must teach her a lesson, otherwise I really don't know that the sky is so high!"

Shi Jianming said this so that even Jiang Weijun couldn't help but feel nauseous, "Brother Xue San has a good relationship with you." It's true, who is Shi Jianming, who is he?

But when Shi Jianming said this, Jiang Weijun was just about to fall. The person named Xue was not comparable to others. If he was really fierce, he might not end up well.

"Okay, listen to the swordsman!" Jiang Weijun shrugged and said to Xue Yuan, "I'll give you face, no, I'll give it to Brother Xue. If you get involved in the following matters, don't blame this little face for losing it. I'm taking people with me today, and Ma Jun will show his skills to Yuan Shao."

"yes!"

The soldier with a national face responded in a deep voice, took a breath, gathered his strength, shouted loudly, raised his right foot and fell down quickly, with a loud bang, and the marble floor tiles were stomped by him, and the broken stones popped up far away, occasionally hitting the glass window, making a sound.

After a moment of brushing, Xue Yuan changed his face. He didn't expect that the other party was still hiding this hand. If he resisted it, he would probably not be able to withstand it.

"Ma Jun, go and give Liu Er and you a long memory!"
Chapter completed!