Great Ming emperors and kings

  A large crowd of people gathered at the entrance of Zui Xian Lou, all of whom had come to watch the commotion after hearing the noise. Among them were sympathetic onlookers, as well as those who took pleasure in others' misfortune. The various expressions of life could be seen in these onlookers, and one could sense the five flavors of human nature just by taking a glance at them.

  After Huang Weishan led the beggars away, the onlookers also dispersed in twos and threes.

  Biao Xiao furiously smashed the Drunken Immortal Building, but this melodramatic scene turned into a confusing and inexplicable farce. Xiao Feng was deeply grateful to Huang Gongzi's generosity in his heart, which not only saved him money but also trouble.

  The reason for this matter is, of course, for Chen's daughter. To be honest, Xiao Fan couldn't understand what was so good about Chen Ying that the official would fight for her like this. Apart from being beautiful, Xiao Fan really couldn't see any other advantages she had. Maybe it was because she had been cooped up in the boudoir for too long and had become eccentric and unpredictable. A woman like that, if taken home, might be pleasant to look at when silent, but would offend people to death once she opened her mouth. Xiao Fan was someone who valued inner qualities, and even if Chen Ying was beautiful, he didn't want her if their temperaments didn't match.

  However, Xiao Fan knew that after this shop smashing incident, the Drunken Immortal Building, no, to put it correctly, the Chen family, had officially taken a stand with County Magistrate Cao in Jiangpu County. Soon, the whole county would know about this news. Of course, for the official circles of Jiangpu, which side a merchant stood on was irrelevant to the overall situation. In this era, merchants could play too small a role, and the Chen family at most could only help newly appointed County Magistrate Cao create some momentum.

  From ancient times to the present, standing in line has been a big problem, but Xiao Fan believes that his choice is correct.

  What was standing behind Huang Zhi County, he didn't know. He only knew that Cao Yi had Yan Wang Zhu Di standing behind him. Who is Zhu Di? Years later, the third ruler of the Ming Dynasty, the magnificent and wise Yongle Emperor of the Ming Chengzu, this is where the advantage of a time-traveler lies. He will never worry about being on the wrong side, history has already made the choice for him, he just needs to follow the trajectory of history and everything will be fine.

  After Huang Gongzi left, the Drunken Immortal Building was in a mess. Old Cai and the store clerks were busy collecting and putting away the fragments of tables, chairs, doors, and windows. Although the atmosphere was silent, everyone's faces were calm, without any signs of depression after being bullied.

  Xiao Fan stroked his chin, considering how to ask Chen Si Liu for some silver. The Drunken Immortal Pavilion needed renovation, but without silver, they couldn't start work.

  At night, Tai Xū returned to Zuì Xiān Lóu, where he made a living by fortune-telling and cheating. Xiao Fán had promised that from now on, he could sleep here at night, and it wasn't troublesome to put together a few tables. Tai Xū finally had a relatively long-term place to rest, and was naturally overjoyed. It was just the time when birds return to their nests.

  But it's clear today isn't exactly a lucky day.

  As soon as Tai Xū stepped into the entrance of Zui Xian Lou, he was stunned by the desolate and shattered scene in front of him.

  To ascend to this loft, then one has a sense of leaving the state and cherishing the countryside, worrying about slander and fearing ridicule, with a gaze that is completely desolate, and feeling extreme sorrow.

  This sentence is very suitable for Tai Wei's current mood.

  Tai Xū's face turned red with rage: "Who? Who did it?"

  He couldn't help but get angry, he had already taken the Drunken Immortal Pavilion as his home, and whoever's home was ravaged like this would be furious, monks were no exception.

  His neck had grown thick, his white hair stood on end, his wrinkled old face twitched convulsively, and even his breathing was much heavier.

  "Who? Who did it?! Is there still justice?! Is there still law?!" Tai Yu's anger reached his crown.

  Xiao Fan hastily persuaded: "Dao Zhang don't be angry, monks can't break the precept of anger..."

  He was startled and hastily calmed his mind, slowly proclaiming: "Amitabha Buddha..."

  Then, Tai Yu suddenly became furious: "What the f*** is this? Can't a monk even find a place to sleep?! I go out for one day and someone demolishes it. Monks are human too, why can't we get angry?"

  Xiao Fan wiped his sweat, this old scoundrel is also a romantic at heart...

  "Xiao Lao Di, you tell me! Who exactly did this despicable thing? I'm going to go beat him to death!"

  Xiao Fan rubbed his nose and sighed, "As the saying goes, it's better to resolve grievances than to create new ones. Since our shop has already been smashed, let's take a step back and have a clear conscience..."

  There was something Xiao Fang couldn't bear to say, according to his plan, the Drunken Immortal Pavilion was originally going to be completely demolished and renovated, and Huang Gongzi had been busy all afternoon, if he were to chase him up and beat him again, it would be too unreasonable.

  "No way! You must tell me who did it! As a Taoist cultivator in the mortal world, I will certainly intervene when I encounter an injustice. And this is your injustice, Xiao Laoxiong, so I must intervene!" Taixu refused to give up.

  Xiao Fang suddenly became solemn and respectful, unexpectedly the old cheat was a chivalrous and righteous person with a strong sense of justice. He had underestimated him before... Of course, it couldn't be ruled out that he was seeking revenge for his own grievances, after all, his sleeping place had been smashed and he had become a homeless wandering Taoist. As the saying goes, "A barefooted man is not afraid of one who wears shoes." Taixu's emotions were quite logical.

  The great revolutionary teacher Marx said that the proletariat has nothing to lose but its chains, which is very reasonable. Translated into vernacular language, it means to abandon one's life and dare to pull down the emperor from his horse. These two sentences are also very suitable for monks who have left home.

  Xiao Fan rolled his eyes and a familiar sly smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

  "Are you sure you want to hit him?"

  "Of course! Today, I, Daoist Master, will also take action on behalf of Heaven!"

  "Alright, I'll take you to find him. After that guy smashed up the store, he's been splurging everywhere, shouldn't be hard to find."

  Xiao Fan is a very easy-going person, and since Tai Xuzi was so enthusiastic about helping him find a partner, not agreeing to it would seem unreasonable. After all, the old Daoist's male hormones are now secreting vigorously, and if he doesn't find an emotional outlet, he might go crazy.

  An old man and a young one slipped out of the Drunken Immortal Building's gate in the dead of night, sneaking around to find Huang E, preparing for their revenge.

  As Xiao Fan said, Huang Ya Nei is not hard to find.

  Jiangpu was just a small county town. There were only a few entertainment venues at night, and Xiao Fang and Tai Xu quickly found Huang Weishan.

  Huang Weishan is drinking flower wine in a brothel called "Cang Chun Ge". Today, he smashed the Drunken Immortal Building and felt very proud and satisfied, greatly satisfying his psychology of being arrogant and domineering. So he gathered a large group of people at Cang Chun Ge, each holding a courtesan to flirt with.

  Today, Xiao Fan's reverent and fearful expression made him once again experience the wonders of power.

  In this small Jiangpu, his father Huang Rui De is the sky, and his uncle Huang Nei is also the sky. Even if Cao County Magistrate came to compete with the sky, it wouldn't change the situation. Huang Rui De was visiting the Ministry of Rites in the capital, he believed that his father would bring good news. What about Prince Yan's nobility? A king who guards the border, compared to the influence of a minister who often accompanies the emperor in the capital, is nothing. The current emperor has already determined the crown prince, no matter how hard Prince Yan tries, he can't become the emperor. The big environment determines the small environment, Huang Wei Shan thought about it and felt that Cao County Magistrate would definitely lose to his father. At this time, he was carefree and had nothing to worry about.

  As for Chen Siliu, who openly surrendered to County Magistrate Cao, and that disgusting and hypocritical county magistrate, when the time comes for County Magistrate Cao to fall from power, it will be a disastrous day for the Chen family, and I believe that day is not far off.

  Chen Ying'er, the daughter of that merchant family, will eventually fall into Huang Fu's trap as well.

  Huang Weishan is very confident about this.

  Outside the Cang Spring Pavilion, at the entrance of a small alley on the street corner, Xiao Fan looked at the bustling scene inside, and couldn't help but let out a lazy yawn. He then felt a chill of winter, so he lightly stomped his feet.

  "Otherwise, let's go back and come again tomorrow to find a place..." Xiao Fang advised.

  It's getting late, and Xiao Fan has gotten used to the ancient people's habit of going to bed early and rising early. He is now overcome with drowsiness, and he really can't muster up the energy to take revenge. No matter what Huang Yanni thinks in her heart, in fact, smashing the Drunken Immortal Pavilion wasn't wrong. The person had worked hard all afternoon without getting a single cent, and now they want to go find him for trouble. Xiao Fan thinks this behavior is very beastly...

  "No way! I'm going to make him pay today! I have nowhere to sleep, and he won't have a good time either!" Tai Xuan's eyes were fixed intently on the door of Cang Chun Pavilion, his voice full of indignation.

  Xiao Fan sighed, feeling too hypocritical and overly enthusiastic. In comparison, he, the real victim, was surprisingly unprofessional, even having a bit of an "accompanying the prince to read" vibe, and really should reflect on himself.

  Two people were chatting idly in the alleyway, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on the entrance of Cang Spring Pavilion.

  After a while, Huang Weishan, who had been drinking flower wine and was flushed from ear to ear, finally stumbled out, laughing wildly and waving goodbye to the group of friends, then walked alone towards the east.

  Xiao Fan's eyes lit up, and he got an idea!

  Like magic, Xiao Fang suddenly pulled out two things from somewhere, a hemp sack over two feet long and a large wooden stick as thick as a fist.

  Xiao Fan handed two objects in front of Tai Xu and said: "Which one do you choose?"

  Tai Xū subconsciously picked up the wooden stick, and his eyes widened as he asked: "You... what do you mean by this?"

  Xiao Fan patiently said: "Didn't you say you would help me take revenge?"

  Nodded vaguely.

  Xiao Fan smiled and pointed at Huang Weishan, who was walking unsteadily on the road not far away, saying: "Do you see that guy? Today he's the one who demolished our Drunken Immortal Pavilion..."

  Tai's eyes suddenly became fiery hot, his eyes seemed to be about to spout out flames.

  "You tell me, what should we do?" Tai Xū clenched his fists and rubbed his palms together, his battle intent overflowing.

  Xiao Fan is a modest gentleman, at least that's what he thinks of himself. A gentleman, even if he's committing crimes, should speak elegantly.

  Xiao Fan said with a blush, "I was thinking that in order to teach him a lesson, I plan to temporarily blind his eyes, then use a blunt object to beat his body indiscriminately and humiliate him. After that, I'll get some compensation from him that the victims deserve, and finally quickly retreat from the scene of the beating..."

  Tai Xū snorted and said with extreme disdain: "After saying so much, isn't it just a trick to deceive people?"

  Xiao Fan nodded his head in thought for a moment and finally nodded: "Not bad, I think your summary is very accurate, hitting the nail on the head."