My brother is awesome and doesn't explain. Although I don't understand it very much, I feel very awesome.

The two children were gnawing on steamed buns, and the little stars in their eyes were almost overflowing. In general, they felt that their brother, Yibo Yuntian Sai Yuchi, was as good as adding special stunts, and the "duang" was very dazzling and powerful.

Zhang Gongjin felt that he might have drunk a little too much, so he went back to digest Zhang De's words just now. Uncle Tan looked helpless. There was no doubt that he was really not familiar with his husband at all.

"Erlang, what good things did you say just now?"

"Ah, oh, I almost forgot."

Zhang Dasu wiped his hands on his body indiscriminately, and then his eyes shone with light, "Brother, Cheng Chubi said, "I want to hold a banquet at Qingyun Pavilion to shock my brother!"

I'll go to his uncle!

It would be fine if Cheng Chubi was not mentioned. When Zhang De mentioned this name, his entire universe was burning for two lifetimes.

"Let's go! Go and settle the accounts with this guy!"

Zhang De stepped out, whistled, and Hei Fengliu ran out of the villa by himself.

He pressed his hands on the horse's back and left. Zhang De turned around and said, "Uncle Tan, I won't come back to eat tonight."

"Langjun, Qingyun Pavilion is in Pingkangfang."

The old man stood there without expression. Obviously, when he came to Chang'an, the clan elders repeatedly told him that the young clan leader should never spend the night in the tram.

"Uncle Tan, I'm not capable of being willing. I'm just teaching Cheng Chubi a lesson."

"Then you guy must come back before the hour of You."

"It must be certain, Uncle Tan, then I'll leave."

After saying that, Black Wind Rush rushed forward and arrived at the exit of Puning Square in a blink of an eye. Zhang Dasu quickly got on the ox cart. The ox walked forward slowly, and the two guards on both sides walked leisurely in the garden, like watching the scenery.

Zhang De jumped quickly in front, and each of the four bodyguards behind him was a green horse, a strong horse with a samurai, and a horizontal sword at his waist, which was full of heroism.

Zhang Liqing shouted, "Don't stand there, follow Dalang!"

When you arrive at Pingkangfang, you can smell a burnt smell from afar. From time to time, a civilian pushes a wheelbarrow, and the car is filled with ashes and is walking outside Pingkangfang.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Dehen was so angry that he was so angry that he burned away 70,000 yuan! The emperor forced the nobles to donate money, and the richest man in Yuchi gave 10,000 yuan, which made people feel generous.

Seventy thousand coins!

When Zhang De thought of this, he wished Yuchi Gong could catch Cheng Chubi and take off his pants, and then he shot his little cock in public until he died.

"Laojia, how to get to Qingyun Pavilion?"

"Young man also went to Qingyun Pavilion to find a funeral? In the Cuiliu Lane in front, I saw a three-meter-high signboard. There was Qingyun Pavilion. There was someone who booked the venue today. Could it be that Xiaolang got the invitation?"

Zhang De was stunned: "You still need an invitation?"

"Do you don't even know this? Now Yixiaolou is less fire from General Cheng's third son. His Majesty is fined the general's annual salary by his young and ignorant. Fortunately, no one is injured or killed, and the compensation is paid. However, Yixiaolou has not been found around the Bodhisattva Temple, and Cui Yingying is known to Cui Yingying..."

Cui Yingying, I'm still Zhang Sheng.

"Thank you for resolving your confusion, thank you for your thanks."

He clasped his fists and said thanking him. Before the old Jianghu could continue to show his qualifications, Zhang De lit the Black Wind Ruan on his heels, and the black horse walked forward by himself.

He is now a pink boy, with red lips and white teeth, riding a little dark horse, and the yards on both sides of the street. The girls standing on the railings on the upstairs were giggling and teasing him.

It was only half a mile away, and there were at least forty or fifty silk scarves falling from the sky. It was so frugal.

"Hey hey, look, isn't that Zhang Dalang?"

"This little boy is crystal clear and jealous."

"Okay, you little hoof. Zhang Xiaoyi is only in his early 10 years old, but you are also coveting. I really don't know how to be ashamed."

"I have not been born, but I am old..."

The shameless girl actually leaned against the railings and hummed folk songs from Chang'an streets and alleys, which was unique. The women in the north have seen all kinds of kind guests for a year, such as the geese in the spring and autumn, and they kept coming. But I always have to think about it. A passionate young man, who has money, fields and leisure, can write poems, songs, and loves thousands of people...

But I can only think about this. Even the small official living in Yiyangfang has at least seven or eight concubines and prostitutes at home. Whenever a distinguished guest comes, he will order him to sleep and accompany the guest. If the guest asks for it, most of the host will not refuse. Speaking of which, it is not much better than in the tramp.

Zhang De was a little surprised when he heard the folk song. He didn't know that the lyrics of the pretending lyrics began to be sung in the Tang Dynasty.

Cuiliu Lane and Hongjian Lane are parallel, to the west of Bodhisattva Temple and to the east is Hongjian Lane. The biggest one there is Yixiao Tower, which is known to be Lin Miaoer.

Originally, Lin Miaoer prepared a big song to make a big splash, and she wanted to rush to the head of Pingkangfang. However, among the guests who came to the door, there was a ten-year-old who brought a brick to his forehead and rushed out like a pig. Later, this inexplicable young man brought hundreds of people and hundreds of young men, and then smashed Yixiaolou and burned it.

From Lin Miaoer to Gui Gong, they all cried and fainted in the toilet. They worked hard for more than half a year, and the original price of entertainment fees of 100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,

Fortunately, the Yixiao Tower was not burned out. If the flames rushed northwest, there would be Taimiao and the Cheng family could drink a pot.

The bald men in the Bodhisattva Temple were also secretly afraid that the second generation of powerful people had seen the madness of this second generation. If they hadn't been diligent in chanting sutras in the past, they would have probably gone to the West to see the Buddha of Tathagata.

However, Zhang De thought about it for a while and probably thought about it, Cheng Chubi, a little bastard. Where did the southeast wind come from in the middle of winter?

clatter.

When I arrived at Qingyun Pavilion, there was indeed a three-meter-high card head, which looked like a torii, very much like the Nantianmen in a cartoon. There were a few burly men standing on the left and right, including Han and Turkic people, but not yellow-headed Turks, but yellow-sperm. In the winter, they were wrapped in furs and opened their chests, revealing a slap that was wide to protect their hearts.

After seeing the Black Wind Little, his eyes almost popped out, and then he went forward and nodded and bowed: "Langjun, I finally arrived. Sanlang is waiting in the front hall."

Damn, the majestic feeling of the man who fucked me just now disappeared in an instant.

When he entered the door, he rushed back and said, "Don't worry about my horse, let it be outside, so that it won't be dirty."

Black Wind Zui is still a pony, and it is considered regular and quantitative.

"Dalang, I will accompany you."

Zhang Lihong turned over and got off the horse, threw the reins to Zhang Liqing, who had turned black, and quickly slipped in. Then he muttered: "My mother, I'm obviously the eldest brother, why do you feel good when you are in?"

But no matter how much he mumbled, Zhang Liqing hurriedly tied the horse to the stake.

"Brother is here!"

"Dalang, we're finally here!"

"Brother, come to the seat!"

"It's worthy of Sai Yuchi, so majestic."

"Look at his guards, they are so powerful. I'm afraid that only the heroes of the Sixteen Guards can match them."

Then there were all kinds of Xiao Zhangfei, Yu Yu, Yuntian praised him with loyalty. After sitting in the central case, Cheng Chubi looked proud: "Brother, from now on, who else in Chang'an City dares to provoke us?!"

Fuck! You are just a bastard, and I have lost 70,000 yuan. Your father's old bastard has a son like you, which is like a long time in his previous life.

"well……"

Zhang De held the desk table with one hand and placed the other on his knee, his eyes were lonely and extremely melancholy.

"Why did my brother sigh?"

Li Fengjie is now a brainless fan of Zhang De, and asked immediately. He went back to his father Li Daliang to tell Li Daliang that Zhang De had praised Li Daliang. He never thought that Li Daliang's eyes were red with a little flushing. He even praised the nephew of the Dingyuan County Magistrate and the nephew, saying that Zhang Dalang is a sincere gentleman and should be closer.

"Yes, brother, today is a great day for the establishment of our "Zhongyi Society". From now on, 436 brothers from Wubenfang will all be sent by their brother!"

You wait! Wait! Must wait!

Lao Zhang turned around and looked around. This was Qingyun Pavilion. He looked at Cheng Chubi and Li Fengjie again. These two guys were in a normal mood. He glanced at the atmosphere of the lights and decorations. It was a banquet.

But why did I just enter the house and say that I was the boss of a dynamic social group immediately? And look at this, is it the second-generation rich second-generation who joined the association?

No, I just sighed because of acting skills, classmates, to lead to your question, I am so mean to cheat Cheng Chubi. Why does my IQ feel a bit inappropriate?

Zhang Dehu's body dared not shake. He was afraid that if this continued, Uncle Zhang Gongjin would not go to Daizhou tomorrow.

"Ahem..."

Zhang De coughed lightly, and hundreds of naughty kids looked at him.

"well……"

He sighed again.

"Brother is worrying, we are 436 athletes, fearless!"

Li Fengjie's eyes shone brightly and he quickly curled up with the leader in the future.

I'm fucking... can you stop talking about this?

Zhang De's lips trembled: "Oh, you don't know. My uncle has done a lot of effort in the fire of Yixiaolou this time. He took it out for 70,000 yuan. Tomorrow, it will be a good day for my uncle to take office in Daizhou, but now his luggage is shabby and there is no decent place for a prince. As a nephew, he cannot help him, and he feels so sad... "

After saying that, he picked up the wine cup on the table and drank it all, as if he wanted to drown his sorrow with wine. A group of little brothers immediately moved tears in their eyes, while Cheng Chubi's face turned black and his head tilted to the side. He looked at it, he didn't speak.

"Seventy thousand coins!"

"What?! So much money!"

"My father's salary is only eight cents a month..."

"A fire burned 70,000 guan?"

At this moment, Zhang Dasu rushed in panting outside the door and shouted, "What are the seventy thousand coins, 140,000 coins! Half of Cheng Lao San's family, half... you know."

"Brother, benevolent, benevolent..."

"Brother is kind and righteous, Chang'an is unparalleled."

"From the future, the windbreaker will come and go in the rain, thousands of miles away. As long as my brother says, I dare not follow..."
To be continued...