Chapter 1151: The governor of the third grade is his old lover
Speaking of this, Wang Feng smiled slightly and said, "Haha, Master Wang Xuan, are you right? Miss Yuejiang's contract is still in my hands. Then she is my person now. What I want her to do, what do you have to do? What are you afraid of?"
"I don't care. I won't play anyway, so you can get the money back quickly!"
"It is impossible to refund money. If you want to play, just go and play by yourself. If you don't play, you can't blame me? Time is limited, Chunxiao is worth a thousand gold at a moment, you can do it yourself!"
Wang Feng's attitude was very tough and he threw all the contradictions in the problem to Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan clenched his fists tightly and shouted, "Wang Feng, you shameless goblin, fuck! You have sold Miss Yuejiang to the Eighth Prince, and you are still here to fool me now? You shameless thing, will you refund the money?"
"Don't retreat!" Wang Feng said domineeringly.
Wang Xuan said: "Okay, don't retreat, right? Then I'll go back and tell my father about this. I will ask him to bring officers and soldiers to arrest you. You are a widow who is a black-hearted person!"
"Your father Wang Chao? Just a small seventh-rank official, can he turn into heaven?"
"Little Seventh-rank official? That's better than you, the madam!"
Wang Xuan scolded.
Unexpectedly, Wang Feng smiled and said, "My old lover, the third-rank governor, Lord Zhou Haigong! Anyway, he will protect me. If anything happens to me, he will protect me! Let me tell you, all things in Chang'an City are under his control. You can go to the prefect to complain, but as long as Lord Zhou Hai is here, you will definitely not win. You don't know how much silver that bastard will take from me every year? If it weren't for him to protect you, you really think that Dragon Phoenix Tower can cover the sky with one hand? Haha, get back! A stinky bastard!"
"What? You, dare you call me a stinky bastard?"
"Yes, what's wrong with me scolding you? If you like to play, just play. If you don't play, you will be able to do it. All men in the world have the same virtue!"
Wang Feng sneered disdainfully.
Then he turned around and left without caring about Wang Xuan's existence at all.
But Wang Xuan was helpless.
Because he seemed to have heard some ulterior secrets.
Wang Feng originally thought that with Wang Xuan, a small official, he could not do anything to him.
But what he didn't know was that there was a man named Fang Yiai outside the door of Longfeng Tower at this moment.
In the end, Wang Xuan did nothing and walked out of the Dragon and Phoenix Tower in a dilemma.
Outside the door, Fang Yiai saw Wang Xuan dejected, so he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong, are you going to get back the money? Have you touched Miss Yuejiang?"
Wang Xuan sighed and said, "I didn't touch her, but I didn't want the money back!"
"Oh, that's good. If you move, you will be dead this time. Who dares to move the Eighth Prince's woman?"
"By the way, but why didn't you get your money back? Your father is an official, why are you afraid of her? At worst, you can just report it to the official position. Do you still care about your reputation? Forget it, your reputation is so bad. Chang'an City is well-known. Who doesn't know you are a playboy? Let's tell your father, after all, 800 taels of gold is not a small matter!"
Fang Yiai persuaded Wang Xuan.
Wang Xuan was dejected and shook his head and said, "No, I can't play with them! Brother Fang, do you know? Wang Feng, the madam of Longfenglou, the old lover behind her, is actually a court official!"
"Oh? Who is it?" Fang Yiai asked.
Wang Xuan said: "Third-rank governor, Lord Zhou Haigong! The people in charge of the entire Chang'an City are causing trouble. With Duke Zhou Haigong protecting her, how can we fight? Even if we go to beat the drum and complain and go to court, we can't beat it!"
"What? This... Mr. Zhou Hai is actually Wang Feng's old lover? No way?"
Fang Xuanling touched his chin and frowned slightly.
He knew Zhou Haigong, a powerful man.
Duke Zhou Hai and his father Fang Yiai are old friends. During festivals, they will worship each other, so Fang Yiai can often see Duke Zhou Hai.
If there is really this person behind Wang Feng, then this matter will be difficult to deal with.
Wang Xuan quickly grabbed Fang Yiai's right hand and said, "Brother Fang, help me! That 800 taels of gold is already my entire possession. Please help me. If you can get it back, it's a little bit!"
Fang Yiai sighed and said, "I can't do anything about it!"
"Then would you like to ask your father to come forward? Your father is a great Duke of the Tang Dynasty. With your father coming forward, you will definitely get the 800 taels of gold back!"
The royal family is still begging.
Fang Yiai sneered and said, "Hmph, do you look down on me or my father? Will my father turn his head to a place like Longfeng Tower and ask you for money because of the 800 taels of gold? Forget it!"
"And let me tell you that my father and Mr. Zhou Hai are good friends. Even if you go to court to complain, it will be useless. You can't beat Mr. Zhou Hai, the county magistrate and prefect here. In addition, my father will not stand up to support you!"
"Who else can save me? Please, Brother Fang, please help me!"
"Who else?"
Fang Yiai thought for a while, his eyes lit up and he said, "Let's go, I'll take you to find the Eighth Prince! With the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty, he can definitely help you!"
"Okay, okay, then let's go and find the Eighth Prince!"
"Yes, yes!"
...
Soon, Fang Yiai and Wang Xuan arrived in Fanghua Building on Dongyang Lake East Street.
In the past two days, Li Chengfeng and others have been busy in Fanghua Tower.
Li Chengfeng has spent a lot of money to buy the entire street east of Dongyang Lake.
And Li Chengqian was the same, and bought the entire West Street.
The two of them really seem to be in a fight.
After buying the entire West Street, Li Chengqian had no money in his pocket.
However, for future development, a large amount of money must be invested in the early stage.
If he didn't steam buns and tried to make a sigh, Li Chengqian didn't believe it. Is he not as good as his younger brother, the eighth prince?
I am already in my 20s, and Li Chengfeng is only 7 years old?
Can't compare to him?
Humph, I have invited everyone from the Yuan family to come out of the mountain to help me with how I operate. I don’t believe that I will lose to you this time?
Faced with this war without gunpowder, Li Chengqian was full of confidence.
Immediately afterwards, Fang Yiai and Wang Xuan told Li Chengfeng all the things they had experienced before.
As the eighth prince of the Tang Dynasty, Li Chengfeng naturally did not allow others to deceive himself.
Chapter completed!