Chapter 29

Bending down with a sack of silver, Ji Wujin stands in front of the gate of the moon mansion. In front of him, there are so many people, like ten thousand ducks in the market place. Is this really the left prime minister's house?

If you don't look closely, you don't know. If you take a close look, Ji Wujin's eyelids are almost over. Those who surround the gate of the left prime minister's house are not others, but the pimps of the brothels!

Carrying the silver with difficulty, Ji Wujin slowly approached a woman standing on the periphery and made a tune,

"cough, elder sister, what are you doing here? Isn't this Yuefu? Why so many people? "

The old woman, who was nearly 40 years old, opened her red lips, and her unique pimp voice immediately came to her face,

"who is your elder sister? Hum, mother Wu, I'm here for business. Why do you come here

Seeing that fierce look in his eyes, Ji Wujin quickly covers the mouth of the sack. At this moment, he can't let others know that he has come to bribe.

However, she was so eager to cover up. The old woman's eyes were even sharper. She saw silver at a glance, her eyes brightened, and then she began to shout as soon as she opened her voice,

"Oh, emotion is also used to dredge up relations, and she carries a bag of Yuan Bao on her back!"

This voice a shout, is blocking in the door of the house of the old lady all brush the line of sight to come over, peer meet, particularly red eyed, not to mention Ji Wujin this poor xiaoxianglou pimp.

More than a dozen bustards came around without saying a word and threw their handkerchiefs around them,

"Oh, look, who is coming from the countryside, carrying special products on his back, is this going from street to street climbing relatives?"

"Ha ha Isn't Xiaoxiang building already yellow? Why, Jiao's mother sold the building and gathered money to try her luck? There is not enough money to keep in the building. She still wants to participate in the Huakui competition. She is so wishful thinking! "

"What mother Liu said is so straightforward! Oh, mother Jiao, the back is all hunched like this. It must be that the silver is very heavy. Go and have a rest. The stone will be empty under the sun. It's very warm! "

"Hee hee, I like to be warm. If you go, I'll take a fancy to your cool place." Ji Wujin replied with a smile that he was poor and bullied by others. Ma was good at riding other people. Xiaoxiang building was the bottom of the red light enterprise in Fengcheng. He didn't expect that he would be bullied when he came out.

"Well, I'm allergic to the sun. I can't go! As for the cool place you like, I'm afraid it's no good for you to enjoy it! "

A group of bustards stood in the shadow of the moon mansion gate, forming a human wall, blocking Ji Wujin in the sun.

Ji Wujin gnaws his teeth and stares at them. Forget it. He can't tear them up. Let's just bask in it.

Taking off the heavy sack of silver on her shoulder, Ji Wujin heaved a sigh of relief. The sun was so poisonous that she was sweating all over her body.

"Why, you've been here for so long and you haven't come in. Is it that Prime Minister Yue doesn't want to see you?" Bask in uncomfortable, Ji Wujin simply began to tease.

The women's faces are not good at staring at her, because Ji Wujin's words to the point, the left Prime Minister Yuebai really does not want to see them.

Seeing these pimps, Ji Wujin sighed fiercely,

"sure enough I knew that Prime Minister Yue was just and upright

"Bah, don't set up a memorial archway there. If you really know that Prime Minister Yue is such a person, what are you doing here? Hum, it's not disgraceful to give back your little silver!"

The old mother of Chunjiao Pavilion is the one who has a bad relationship with Hua Wujiao. As she talks, she drags three three thousand taels of silver notes into a fan-shaped pattern to heat them in a formal fashion.

"Emma, I'm so hot. Thanks to the spacious size of the banknotes, there are about ten pieces of them stacked together, which can barely warm up the old man."

The rest of the bustards immediately showed envy, jealousy and hatred in their eyes. One by one, they took out their silver bills and "Shua Shua" started to fan,

"yes, it's hot. Ha ha, the wind of the silver ticket fans is different..."

Suddenly, a strong smell of money came out of the air. Ji Wujin lifted his nose and inhaled. He narrowed his eyes in a moment of intoxication. It smells good and smells good

A group of women are trying their best to solve all kinds of wars. All of a sudden, the door of the left prime minister's office which has been closed has been opened, and a horse has been driving out.

A group of bustards were extremely alert. They said it was too late, and then they were quick. They saw that the carriage had just driven out of the door, and the women had a strong wind under their feet. In an instant, they rushed forward and behind and rushed up. In a word, they immediately surrounded the carriage.

"Prime minister Yue, Prime Minister Yue..."

"Open the door, Prime Minister Yue. I have treasures to give to you..."

"Prime minister Yue, if Miss Sisi wants to discuss with you, please move to Chunjiao Pavilion."

Bustards must not eat less meat in weekdays. They are all fat and heavy, and their skills of collision are simply outstanding. Hua Wujiao's weak body is not their opponent at all!

What's more, Ji Wujin still carried a thousand taels of silver on his body, and he died.

Fortunately, the carriage didn't mean to stop at all. Dada continued to drive forward, and the crowd ran with him. After a while, Ji Wujin was squeezed into the center nearest to the carriage by mistake.An excellent opportunity is in front of him. Ji Wujin is both burdened and courageous. Holding the silver in one hand and clapping the window with the other hand, Ji Wujin immediately opened his voice with excitement,

"prime minister Yue, open the door! White silver, do you want it? A thousand taels, for nothing Come out

Is tearing heart crack lung's cry, suddenly the carriage a bump, the crowd was bumped, Ji Wujin who is closest to the car falls to the ground directly. Silver suddenly rolled from the sack to the ground, all of which happened to be in the way of the carriage.

The carriage stopped at last.

Seeing that the procuress is more ferocious, Ma Si expels the more crazy bustards and pulls out his whip to the ground and hurls it to the ground,

"go to..." One by one, silver was whipped everywhere by the flying whip.

"Ah ah, what do you do? What do you do to pay me money?"

Ji Wujin is impatient. It's silver, not dung. How much hatred and resentment does it take!

"Stop it! Stop it

Ma Si turned a deaf ear and waved the whip even more fiercely. Ji Wujin was so cruel that he rushed forward and grabbed the whip which almost fell on him.

"Damn it, I will be killed if I draw money!"

“……”

That Ma Si made a worry. Ji Wujin didn't know what to do for a moment.

"What's going on outside?"

"Master, there is an old woman lying on the road."

“……” Who is the old woman!

But it doesn't matter. The voice in the sedan chair is dignified and just, vigorous and deep!

It's totally different from Gu Ye's arrogant tone which is always arrogant. The person in the car must be the prime minister who is looking for today.

"Sir, the ground is full of silver. The road is blocked..." That horse Si is difficult to say.

"Run over it."

“……” Just after boasting, how did it change? My silver!

The carriage moved again with great effort. At this time, the situation of crowded people turned into pushing people completely. Because of the flying of silver, some old ladies simply pursed their buttocks and picked them up quickly.

With the first pimp to take the lead, soon, the pimps have pouted their buttocks, this silver is everyone's love!

"Ouch My silver, motherfucker, don't rob you and put it down for me

"Hum, you can't write your name on the silver. If it falls on the ground, it's natural for someone to pick it up."

"You! Don't be shameful, Mrs. Chun, give it back to me... "

In midsummer, at the gate of the loyal Yuefu, Ji Wujin, like an eagle protecting a chicken, fights with more than a dozen bustards to defend Yuanbao!

In the scuffle, in addition to pulling his hair or pinching it, Ji Wujin simply regretted. A few days ago, she thought that the long fingernails were in the way and cut them. Now, it's better to scratch someone and spend a lot of effort. She can't even leave a red mark! If you can't scratch someone else, it's her own. On her face and body, she's taken advantage of the chaos to grab money and beat her procuress.

"Ouch Don't scratch me in the face, motherfucker Ouch... "

It's good not to yell, but the bosses fought harder,

"which is your silver, ah, which silver has your name..."

"Robbery, beating! Ah... "

In the scuffle, Ji Wujin's face is directly photographed on the slowly moving carriage, or else it's all life. It's not enough for Ji Wujin to be severely photographed on the carriage. A face is forced into the window frame of the carriage!