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Luoyang Storm Chapter 49, Rise to Fame

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    One day, Wang Yi, the godson of Henan Taoist Supervisor Wang Jing, was drinking and having fun at Lanyuelou, the largest restaurant in Luoyang, and met Zhu Yousong, the little lucky king.  Because of his godfather Wang Jing, Wang Yi didn't have much favorable impression of the entire Prince Fu Mansion.  Unexpectedly, the fat man's first words were: "If you accept a thief as your father, you are ignorant. If you accept a eunuch as your father, you are committing evil!"

    This is exposing scars and adding salt to the wounds!

    Wang Yi was furious on the spot and ordered his men to beat the dead fat man to half a disability.  Unexpectedly, the fat man's men were so powerful that he defeated them all in less than half a quarter of an hour.  What's even more disgusting is that the damn fat man forced himself to write a letter of debt in blood, on the grounds that if he hurt someone, he needed to pay for the soup and medicine.

    I scolded the next door guy!  The injured are all my men, okay?  You want me to pay for the decoction and medicine, and it¡¯s still one hundred thousand taels of silver. I have so much money!  Doesn't this drive me to a dead end?

    Wang Yi vomited blood in her heart, but she had no choice but to do so. The situation was stronger than hers, so she had to escape first and then discuss the matter with her godfather.

    Zhu Yousong said before he left: "It is only right to pay back debts! Even if Wang Jianjun faces me, I will argue the case. Don't deny it. If you don't pay when it is due, I will come to ask for it!"

    You still have a point!  ?  Is that because you provoked me first and then forced me to write a bad blood letter?

    Wang Yi vomited blood again. If his fists were stronger than that fat man's, how could he be bullied?

    However, Wang Yi still lowered his head and sent someone to send a hundred thousand taels of silver notes in exchange for the blood letter.  Afterwards, Zhu Yousong heard that several shrill shouts came from Wang Jing's mansion in Henan Province. It was probably either Wang Jing's heartache for the money or Wang Yi's beating.

    One day, Hu Mingke, the son of Henan Governor Hu Rizhang, was bumped into by a passerby on the street. In anger, he ordered his men to beat the passerby.

    The carriage from Prince Fu's Mansion also appeared and suddenly crashed into Hu Mingke's sedan parked in the street.  Hu Mingke, who was in the sedan chair, was still admiring the screams of passers-by as they were being beaten. Suddenly, he was hit by a carriage and rolled out of the sedan chair on the spot. He was so embarrassed.  Mr. Hu, who was originally dressed in bright clothes and well-groomed, thought he was elegant, but his demeanor suddenly dropped drastically. He cursed angrily: "Damn it, who doesn't have eyes, actually"

    "I scolded the neighbor! Who doesn't have eyes and blocks my way?"

    A louder curse suppressed Hu Mingke's curse, and then a fat man walked out of the carriage and slapped Hu Mingke twice: "Where did the wild dog come from to block this king?"  road. Get out of here!"

    Hu Mingke was confused on the spot. Since he was a child, he was the only one who bullied others, only he beat others, and only he took advantage. Now he was beaten and bullied, and he didn't take any advantage. Then he was filled with anger.  Pulling up to his throat, he shouted: "Come on, my master, I will break the limbs of this fat guy without eyes on the spot. Afterwards, each person will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

    ¡°Twelve taels of silver, this is nearly half a year¡¯s salary.

    The men of the Hu family immediately abandoned the passerby and rushed forward bravely to punch Zhu Yousong.

    Zhu Yousong sneered and said: "How dare you beat the prince? You really don't know how to write the word "death"!"

    As soon as he finished speaking, several guards rushed up and started a confrontation with the Hu family's men.  Among them, Song Laifu, a master of the second-rate realm, slapped one palm at a time, and the Hu family's men immediately vomited blood and fell to the ground, with only the strength to groan in pain.

    When all his men were beaten to the ground, Hu Mingke realized the meaning of what Zhu Yousong said, "If you beat the prince, you will die unjustly." He felt weak on the spot and said to Zhu Yousong: "Hu Mingke  But, I have met the young prince. My father is the current governor, so this must be a misunderstanding!"

    "Misunderstanding!?" Zhu Yousong sneered, "If I go out today and take my guards with me, all my limbs will be broken. No matter who you or your father is, I can't swallow this anger.  !¡±

    Hu Mingke's heart trembled, remembering what happened to Wang Yi before, and thought to himself, this man is used to being domineering and domineering, and he even dares to attack the godson of the supervisor, so he won't make any noise again, so he should quickly admit his mistake and apologize.  Good.  He immediately replied in a low voice: "Please calm down the young prince. I am willing to compensate the prince for his losses!"

    "You know the truth!" Zhu Yousong said, pretending to be a playboy, "For the sake of your father, I will compensate you for the mental loss of fifty thousand taels."

    Fifty thousand taels!  ?

    Hu Mingke vomited blood in his heart. Everyone said that this man was greedy for money. He didn't expect that he would ask for 50,000 taels when he asked for it. Do you think the mountains behind my house are full of gold mines?

    "What, you don't want to!?" Zhu Yousong got angry immediately, "I scolded the next door and talked for a long time, but it turned out that I still don't want to compensate. Okay, then I will retaliate in kind. Come on, please call Hu Ming."My limbs were broken.  Afterwards, each person will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!  "

    Seeing the guards approaching, Hu Mingke panicked for a while, that's all, at worst, he could just give all the things he harvested to this damn fat man. If he lost five limbs, he would really have money but no life.  At that moment, he cupped his hands and said: "Wait a moment, do it slowly, wait a moment, do it. Your lord, I am willing to give it, I am willing to give it!"

    Zhu Yousong waved his hand, and Song Laifu and others immediately stopped: "Pay now or on credit?"

    Hu Mingke was helpless for a while. He really didn¡¯t look at the almanac when he went out today, so he gritted his teeth and said: "Credit!"

    Hu Mingke wrote down a debt deed on the spot and adjourned it, and left in a hurry, not sure whether he was afraid or anxious to raise money.

    People all over the street applauded. Obviously, Zhu Yousong's punishment of Hu Ming was very satisfying.  We can also learn from this how deceptive and unpopular that nonsense name is.

    The passerby who was beaten even knelt down and thanked him, saying that if the prince had not appeared in time, he might have been beaten to death on the spot.

    In response to this, Zhu Yousong also felt a burst of emotion in his heart and scolded the next door!  The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. These dandy boys, relying on the fact that their father is a high official, do whatever they want and make people angry. Well, let me be the nemesis of the dandy.

    So, whenever the son or relative of a certain official wants to do evil, the Little Fortune King Zhu Yousong will appear in time, and he will also hurt people. The reason is that either you bumped into him or you don't respect him.  If you want to solve the problem, you have to give money.

    For a time, all the dandies were frightened and did not dare to go out.  And Zhu Yousong also had a nickname among the dandies, the hateful money-grubbing fat man.

    The fathers of the dandies were extremely angry and went to the Qin Dynasty one after another, saying that the little lucky king Zhu Yousong did not practice virtue and bullied everywhere, and the clan should be disciplined more.  Someone even reported that Zhu Yousong, the little lucky king, had nothing to do. Nowadays, there are countless homeless people on Henan Road. He could be sent to organize and integrate them and participate in spring plowing, so as to cultivate his mind and character and promote the style of the royal family.

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