Hao Fenglou's requests are always all kinds of strange things, and he wants to eat this one at once and that one at a time. Sometimes he shakes his head and makes people take pens, ink, paper and inkstones. He also thinks that the oil lamps here are not good, so he asks people to change them. If he is uncomfortable in bed, he has to arrange one.

That night, he made a fuss if he didn't give him any money. Zhao Duan wanted to hang himself. He was extremely tired. Chen Jiang, a hundred households, was not much better, and he almost became weak.

Facing such an old man, at the beginning, everyone was angry, had various emotions, and was even rebellious, but gradually, people became numb and became servile.

No matter what Hao Fenglou mentioned, they didn’t think about it. As for fear of you, just buy it.

In their hearts, they just wanted to deal with it first, and once they endured, they would pass. When the prince came, they would have their own decision.

This is how people are self-paralyzing. Until dawn, Chen Jiang finally breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Duan came again.

"Sir..." At the moment, Zhao Duan didn't even need to report it, so he came in straightforwardly, because the news that happened over and over was really meaningless.

Chen Jiang trembled in his heart, and came again? It's dawn. Is this Hao still a human?

No matter how reluctant he was, Lord Chen just smiled bitterly and said, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Duan looked incredible, and after finally speaking carefully, he said: "Sir... Then... what... the one named Hao said, he is in a good mood today and wants to listen to the opera..."

"Listen to the opera..." Chen Jiang really wished he could come down and shoot himself fainted.

That guy actually wants to listen to the opera...

Where is this Dongchang? Do you still have to invite famous actors and opera troupes to come? Do you really treat this place as his home? Even if it is his home, can you listen to operas early in the morning?

A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out of Chen Jiang's mouth. It's unbearable. This is not a human being.

"Go back and tell him that he wants to listen to the opera and has the ability to leave our East Factory alive."

Zhao Duan hesitated, wanted to speak but stopped, but refused to leave.

Chen Jiang looked at him squintedly and sneered: "Why, why can't you go down?"

Chen Jiang was so angry that he beat me. He smashed my signboard and made me embarrassed. You are so good, you are serving you with delicious food and drink. You are so fucking you want to listen to the opera. He made up his mind about this and refused.

But Zhao Duan said, "Sir, the man surnamed Hao... He said... He said he was in the house. We bought a lot of candles for him in the house, and just now he added a lot of tincture oil. If we refused, he would burn it here with a fire..."

Chen Jiang's pupils are dilated...

Of course he knew that if the man named Hao set fire to the house, he would not be able to burn it himself. Chen Jiang did not dare to let him die. As the fire broke out, Chen Jiang was afraid that he would rush in and pull out the shameless thing. But just now, this guy claimed that he liked the brightness in the house and did ask for a lot of candles and turbid oil. Chen Jiang didn't care at that time. After all, the request made by this guy was always strange. Most of the guy was just deliberately trying to toss himself. If he wanted to toss, he would naturally let him do it and think that he had seen a ghost.

But now, Hao Fenglou's cell is poured out with so much tincture oil from the utility room. If it really starts to burn, no one can save it.

In other words, if Hao Fenglou can be pulled out no matter what, it will definitely be unharmed, but this Dongchang will probably be gone.

this……

Chen Jiang felt very upset. If the East Factory had burned, and the turbid oil used to burn was delivered to the door by himself. If the supervisor investigated thoroughly, how could he explain it?

The East Factory has finally stabilized people's hearts. Not to mention how you settle accounts with the Qiuhou, who was surnamed Hao, now the East Factory has been burned to ashes. This East Factory is probably really dispersed.

call……

After breathing a long breath, Chen Jiang couldn't laugh and cry, and his mind was messy. He kept telling himself to be calm, be calm, and be calm. This matter involves his own life and life. If he is a little impulse, he may suffer a huge disaster.

But another idea is to burn that bastard, it would be better to burn the guy to ashes with a fire. If I save him, I will be raised by a bitch.

But compared with the bitch, the life seemed more important, so Chen Jiang gritted his teeth and finally said viciously: "Is there a Xue family team near Dong'anmen? Many high-ranking officials and nobles invited them to sing songs. It is said that several famous actors have good singing skills. You... You go and invite them. It is really hard to invite them early in the morning. Don't move them. Don't make more money. As long as you are willing to come, you can talk. Remember, Duke Cheng's mansion likes to listen to their songs very much. Just be careful and don't offend others."

Zhao Duan felt that he was really ungrateful. Although he hated Hao Fenglou and wanted to tear Hao Fenglou apart, he cheered when he heard the hundred-household adults agree and explained it. There is a symptom of this kind of psychology that can be explained in later generations - self-abuse.

"See the order in a humble manner."

He raised his legs and went quickly.

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Wang An was worried all night and couldn't sleep. After finally getting through the sky, he was impatient to prepare to leave the palace.

Originally, he usually went to the East Factory at noon to explain some affairs and read some official documents. He then returned to the palace to accompany him, but now he was not at all interested. He just felt fascinated, and the scene of Empress Xu last night always appeared in his mind.

Wang An began to feel uneasy. It was one thing to defeat Hao Fenglou, and it was also one thing to use real evidence to criticize Hao Fenglou. However, before His Majesty did not have the Holy Prison, something happened to Hao Fenglou at the East Factory was another matter.

Queen Xu's cold expression made his memory too deep. He had to run to Dongchang early to feel at ease.

When he arrived at the East Factory, he saw the broken yamen that had been repaired from afar. Wang An was so angry that he calmed himself down. After a while, he got off the sedan chair and arrived at the door, but heard a sad tune that was heard. The melodious and beautiful tune was tear-jerking...

"Suddenly I heard Dou E locking my eyebrows, and I remembered that the old lady was so sad. I saw that she was angry and had something to say. What is the point that my mother called me to do?... I cried and called my mother, and I called my mother, and I thought that Dou E was wronged and spent all her money. How could she give her money? I hope you, you, do kindness..." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!