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Chapter 82 Characters

"Personnel Dou, your eyes..."

"A dog rushed out just now, which scared me and hit the corner of the door. It's okay, it's okay."

The middle-aged man who was called Captain Dou had a big belly, dodging left and right to cover his left eyebrows and eyes, then walked against the wall, gritting his teeth while walking, "Damn it, you're so stupid. I'm just having some tea next to me, but I'm actually going to be beaten by a teapot."

After touching again, Captain Dou was very glad: "Fortunately, he didn't bleed or disfigured."

He moved downstairs. The hall was lively. Seeing this, a man stood up and walked over: "Uncle, what are you doing? Why are your eyes looking like?"

"Bah! I was smashed by the Liaozhou man with a teapot. Go and get some ice cubes. I want to apply it."

"Hey, go now."

I was familiar with the family and found the manager in the pavilion. The manager was very surprised: "Dou Datou, the meal is about to start, why are you eating ice at this time?"

"I'm so fucked. My uncle went up and got beaten up and applied it to the ice."

"Ah? Didn't the above say that he was talking about things?"

"How can I talk if I don't fight?"

“…”

Seeing that Dou Datou looked confident, the manager was speechless for a moment, and after thinking about it, he felt it made sense.

At this time, the conference room upstairs was in a mess, with tables, chairs, benches scattered all over the floor, documents and papers could be seen everywhere, and the map on the wall was broken in a corner due to the fight, and was swaying there.

"Hu, Hu, Hu..."

After they couldn't beat them, the two gangs actually supported their waists and the walls. After getting up, they all had bruised noses and swollen faces. An old man snatched them into his mouth and pulled out an old teeth with blood and flesh. There was a fork at the tip of the root of the teeth, a layer of blood was applied, and a circle of shredded flesh was hung.

"My teeth! I'll fuck your mother...Oh my *** waist..."

"Uncle!"

There was a pretty quick hand and foot, with a swollen pig's face, and hurried over to support the old man in a green official robe.

"You, you guys from Liaozhou! You... you actually beat the imperial officials!"

"You are the imperial officials? We are not? You are so fucking fart! Old guy, you have the affair to go to the capital to sue. Are you fucking dared?!"

"I, I, I fuck you..."

Bang!

A cloth shoe hit the face of the old official in the green robe. The guy who took off his shoes and hit the person was stunned. He didn't expect to throw it away. When he saw that it was just right, he clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahaha... Old guy, go eat my smelly shoes!"

“…”

“…”

From time to time, the sliding door was opened and closed, and several older people staggered out one after another. After leaving the door, they gritted their teeth and forced themselves to get angry.

The servants who served were all looking straight and didn't dare to show off, as if they were punished to stand, standing straight by the wall, and their foreheads were covered with sweat beads slid down.

I don't know if it's because the weather is too hot or scared.

Suddenly, there was another noise outside the bottom of the building, as if a big man had come.

An old man held the window at the wall and looked at it. When he saw the Duke's ceremonial guard, he was stunned: "Duke Changsun Ling is here."

Before Changsun Wuji could get out of the carriage, the guards had already separated the crowd, and the archers occupied the corners, and the officials and celebrities at the door were waiting respectfully.

"Dou Erlang didn't come?"

"Dou Runzhou originally wanted to come, but later it was a trivial matter, so he didn't come."

"Oh, that's fine."

After hearing the reply from his close friend, Changsun Wuji nodded slightly. Dou Xiaochen is a smart person and can make a name for himself. Among the younger generation, he is considered to be extremely lucky and strong.

"Who did Cui Hongdao send here?"

"The main force in today's Xuzhou negotiations is Dou's."

"Ha...will you fight? There is no good guy in Dou's family. Even if they are always doing things, they are still fighting and fighting in their hearts."

The old Yin Guai's evaluation of Dou Fufeng cannot be said to be a personal attack on the map, but the children of Dou who are hanging in the court and the country are really good at fighting.

And there is another feature: if you can beat it, you have to fight it, and if you can't beat it, you have to fight it.

It would be absolutely delightful to find Dou as an ally, and it would be a bit disgusting to be an enemy.

"It shouldn't be that. This is Suzhou, not their hometown. If the fight starts, wouldn't it be a waste of offense to invite Chinese people to mediate?"

"Ha...you don't understand the integrity of Xianyang people."

Changsun Wuji shook his head. When Dou came out to talk, it was probably because Cui Hongdao intended it. It was considered a "sky asking price". After the people of Liaozhou could not stand Dou's family, the "literary people" of Cui came out again, and the conditions were a bit concessionable, which made it easier.

Very simple strategy, the effects are generally very useful.

Another thing is that Dou went to negotiate this time, and there was another one who worked as a member of the Ministry of Civil Affairs and the scene also gave Liaozhou people a lot of face. The sixth-rank Beijing official took action, who can say that he was not of high quality and looked down on others?

Just those fighting men in Liaozhou and counting students, they are lucky enough to be a free fifth grade.

However, Changsun Wuji speculated that Cui Hongdao also knew that China's comparisons with the size of the world were useless overseas, so he did not play "big righteousness" and "legal rules" with Liaozhou people.

While speaking, Changsun Wuji walked leisurely in the garden, smiled very friendly, and then greeted the bureaucrats and celebrities who greeted him one by one. He had a very good memory. He could remember his name as anyone he had met. As the prime minister of the empire, he was originally famous, but at this time he showed affinity. For the local bureaucrats and celebrities in Jiangdong, the pores of the whole body were opened.

Transparent, transparent all over the body!

"It's really a bright future for the elder Mr. Gong to come, and it's a bright future..."

"It is a treasure land, not many old men, not many old men, not many old men."

Changsun Wuji laughed, and a group of people around him immediately flattered. Lian Dao Zhongshuling was really funny and friendly, and it really made people feel like spring breeze.

After a round of flattery, two groups of people gradually came downstairs, one with blue nose, swollen face, crooked eyes, and staggered steps. Young and old all want to die at any time. The official robe was torn up with holes, and the silk was like willow branches moving with the wind. This scene seemed like a gathering of the "Beggars' Gang", which made the people in the hall stunned.

"Hahahaha...how? I said they were going to fight?"

Changsun Wuji smiled happily. The people around him didn't dare to laugh. Seeing that Changsun Wuji smiled, he immediately started laughing.

The air was filled with a happy atmosphere, and even the two groups of people fighting each other in the conference room showed an embarrassing but polite smile.

Everyone was laughing, and suddenly the laughter outside gradually disappeared, and then there was another stir. Many people hesitated for a moment and stood outside immediately.

Changsun Wuji showed a playful smile and said with his beard: "This big man is coming later."

While speaking, under the sun outside, there were already shouts of "Hong Kong Master Zhang" and "Hong Kong Master Cao". After several carriages were stopped, one of the car doors opened, and a row of guards protected both sides, revealing the aisle directly in front.

Then Zhang De's sturdy figure appeared in front of everyone, unlike Changsun Wuji's elegant and sharp aura. The thirty-five-year-old Zhang De was very "reckless" and his beard, which looked a little breeze, looked even more "frequent"!
Chapter completed!
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