Fang Yiai?

Su Dingfang was stunned.

Then a smile appeared on his face: "Haha, I knew this kid was prepared for a long time."

"What? You've known it long ago?"

Wu Dalang opened his eyes wide: "Why did you look shocked just now?"

Su Dingfang's face was stiff.

He glanced at the short and fat man who was sweating like rain: "Haha, you were not very calm just now, why are you so unhealthy now?"

"I...I'm all pretending..."

Wu Dalang sat on the chair with a bitter face and said:

"I am just a small salt merchant, but I have to face such a big scene... To be honest, my calves are still twitching..."

Su Dingfang sneered: "Look at your promising prospects."

Wu Dalang was almost crying: "Mr. Prince Concubine is baking me on a fire rack. Can you quit now?"

"What do you think?"

Su Dingfang put away his laughter and looked through the window at the crowded crowd below.

"It's been two consecutive days." He sighed: "This is the power of the aristocratic families. They can control all industries and put Chang'an into chaos overnight... Nowadays, the only thing we can control is the salt price."

"But they don't even let go of the only salt price..."

Wu Dalang sighed: "I sent so many giants to take action together. I want to kill me with money! After all, the most important thing aristocratic families lack is silver."

Su Dingfang looked solemn:

"The saint asked Fang Erlang to be fully responsible for this matter, but Chang'an was in chaos. He was the one who was at the forefront of the storm."

Wu Dalang was suddenly shocked:

"What you mean is... If this confrontation is lost, Erlang will take the blame for it?"

"That's right." Su Dingfang nodded: "He was provoking this matter. If the court wants to give an explanation to the aristocratic family, he must be pushed out to take the blame."

Wu Dalang's face turned pale: "Not it? He is the son-in-law of the current dynasty."

Su Dingfang shook his head: "What is the prince consort in front of the five surnames and seven hopes... Maybe he can't even protect the title of county marquis."

Wu Dalang showed horror on his face.

Only then did he realize that his drama was nothing.

It turned out that all the pressure was on the cynical boy...

...

at the same time.

A rice shop across the street.

There were still long queues at the door, the scene was messy, and countless rumors were circulating like flying.

"Have you heard it? The rice price will rise tomorrow!"

"What! Will it rise?"

"It has increased by more than ten times now, but it is still going to rise? Will it make people live?"

"Is this news accurate?"

The conversation quickly attracted attention.

The people around him looked over.

I saw a man in the team, with a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, a vulgar image, and a shabby short dress. He was the famous ruffian nearby.

News just now.

It was said from his mouth.

"I think it's Zhang Ergou."

In the crowd, a man showed disdain: "Just you idle, do anyone believe what you said?"

"Believe it or not!" The thug, called Zhang Ergou, shook his money bag:

"See? I don't even go to the gambling house. I came to buy rice because I was afraid that I would be interrupted in the future."

The people around were shocked.

This slut is lazy and addicted to gambling.

Now he actually comes to buy rice with gambling money... Could it be that the rice price will really rise tomorrow?

The man who just raised the question was also a little nervous at this time: "Ergou, what you said is true?"

"Hehe! It's true."

Zhang Ergou looked around and said mysteriously: "My cousin is the side room of the owner of this rice shop. The news is that she said it was mine."

"hiss……"

Everyone changed their faces.

The man was dissatisfied and blushed and said, "How could a concubine know about such a big thing!"

"Are you stupid?" Zhang Ergou whispered: "The Gentle Country is a heroic tomb. Last night, the shop owner and my cousin had a fun together... At that time, can men use their heads to speak?"

"No...no?"

The man asked stutterly: "If the price rises, can we still afford to eat?"

"Haha, it's all Fang Yiai's fault." The rascal sneered: "If he hadn't provoked the aristocratic families, how could we suffer like this?"

He said so.

It immediately attracted dissatisfaction from others.

"You are so rude!"

"How can you blame Fang Yiai?"

"Yes! Chang'an salt merchants raised prices privately, and we can't even afford salt, thanks to Fang Erlang's actions."

However, Zhang Ergou smiled:

"Yes, I can afford to eat salt, but I can't afford to eat rice!"

The atmosphere around suddenly stagnated.

Everyone felt a chill and their emotions became complicated.

Zhang Ergou laughed and said, "Fang Yiai thought he was both outstanding in poetry and painting, but he thought he was amazing!"

"Now, it's angering the aristocratic family..."

"His father Fang Xuanling didn't dare to deal with the gentry in the world, but he wanted to show off. He was hitting the stone with an egg!"

The man murmured, "You can't say that..."

"What should I say?" The thug twisted his neck and said, "Wang Yiai is so spared no effort, isn't he trying to earn some credit and show off in front of the saint?"

"But he shouldn't have, he must not."

"I just shouldn't have taken the lives of the people in the city and earned his contribution!"

The words fell.

Everyone around them showed complicated expressions.

Zhang Ergou looked around with satisfaction and said with a smile: "I'll go pee first, take a seat for me, and I'll go back later."

After saying that.

Leave openly.

He walked to the street, turned his head and looked at the long queue, spat on the ground, showing his fierce face:

"Ph! A bunch of idiots!"

Flashed into the alley.

He weighed the money bag in his hand and smiled: "Hehe! Today, the man went to make a comeback and went to Pingkangfang to find a white and tender lady..."

Just then.

Suddenly, a sentence came from his ear: "Do you go find the girl Chuntao in Mengchunlou?"

“That’s a must…”

Zhang Ergou replied casually, suddenly awakened, and felt that all the hairs on his body were about to stand up.
Chapter completed!