Chapter 134: Who will go to hell if I don’t go to hell

The warm sun was on my head, and the crowd was crowded. Even if the cold winter in Bianjing was cold, some people were steaming slightly.

But the spectators didn't care. Everything that happened in front of them was too incredible. From ancient times to the present, there were some beautiful women who didn't want to eat or not, but the father and son all died unheard of!

But this happened and they met it!

The old woman cried and made a fuss, the coffin, the miserable little widow made the spectators rub their eyes as if they were dreaming.

Chen Ao smiled secretly in his heart, Oh! I don’t know where this old woman was found by Wu Saner, and there is no problem to win the Best Widow Award. This perfect acting and neo-realistic interpretation method are really too realistic.

Chen Ao was happy, but ignored the tiger's face and said, "What the lady said is really funny. What does your husband and son have to do with Pin'er? Just after a look, he was dying of food and food. Who would believe this? I think you look like you are here to extort money. You should leave quickly, otherwise I will report to the official."

The old woman sobbed and said, "If I had no evidence, how could I say nonsense? After they came back, they would recite Pin'er's name every day and night. I have heard these two words a thousand times, how could they be false?"

When the spectators heard this, they took a breath again. Seeing this, this matter was really a foregone conclusion.

But this kind of thing is too funny. When you look at someone, what does it have to do with him after you die? If your husband and son are not good, can you blame others?

At this time, many people became less sympathetic to the old woman, but they felt a little more sympathetic to Pin'er. Pin'er was just seen. Could it be that this could be blamed on her?

The beauty is so lifeless that she is only seen by someone, and she will cause such trouble!

But if you think about it further, how beautiful is this Pin'er? The three strong men in the family were so obsessed with it after seeing this Pin'er?

Could it be that her beauty is really as beautiful as a fairy?

With this question in mind, Pin'er became even more profound in everyone's impression.

Chen Ao stood with a smile, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to have a smile on his face. He pursed his mouth and shook his fan and said, "If you die, a man and a son, it is inevitable that he will be sad and hurt. But how can this matter be blamed on Miss Pin'er? You are also a woman. If someone looks at you and dies, will others seek you to pay for your life? There is no right or wrong in this way. I will be a peacemaker. It is better to teach the shopkeeper Wu Saner to take out some money and quickly get the funeral for you. This matter will be cleared up. How about it? After all, your husband and son have passed away. The most important thing now is to be buried in peace. As the saying goes, the dead are the greatest!"

Chen Ao's words made a lot of sense, and the spectators were all in their heads. Although Mr. Chen is young and knows a lot about the worldly style, it would be better to deal with it like this.

Since the old woman could not let the old woman hurt Miss Pin'er, but this orphan and widowed mother died and her husband died and her son died. If Manager Wu was willing to give them some money to help them, it would have been considered a good deed.

Wu Saner hurriedly took out a hundred guan of money to attract it, stuffed it into the old woman's hand, and said, "This little money is nothing. Apart from burying them, you can use the rest to subsidize your family income. Please carry the coffin away quickly! I always have to do business here. If you still don't follow it, you can only report to the official. Think about it, will the government listen to you nonsense when it comes? I may even be able to cure you and disturb the people!"

The old woman hesitated and looked at the hundred-ton coins of money in her hand. Her expression seemed unwilling but a little scared. Many spectators took the opportunity to persuade her: "I took the money and leave quickly. If you really want to sue, who would listen to what you said? It would make Manager Wu look bad. What can you get?"

There were also a few who were afraid that the world would not be in chaos. They originally wanted to instigate the old woman to make trouble, but when they saw so many people persuaded her, they did not dare to speak up, for fear of arousing public anger!

The old woman seemed to hear everyone's words, stomped her feet, took the money away, and quietly gave Wu Saner a look of understanding, and said, "Since that's the case, that's all! It's just that we have pity for three widows, and we can only rely on this little money to live our future life." She turned around with endless sadness, pulled her two daughters-in-law, and said quietly, "Go back."

Chen Ao saw that when he saw the end, he felt inferior to the perfect acting skills of this old woman!

This incident took only half an hour from the beginning to the end, and it took only two hours to spread throughout the entire Bianjing City.

Compared with previous poems, it is even more sensational. Anyone who knows or not can't help but mentions the matter as long as he says something, and then makes some comments and makes a lot of comments.

This kind of thing is naturally controversial. The people who are circulating naturally insisted that it was the male member of the family who saw Pin'er, then died of food and died.

But after all, it is too sensational, and those who listen to it naturally find it incredible, then shake their heads and raise all kinds of questions. As a result, many people often quarrel over the controversy here and end up.

However, the people in Bianjing all remember the name Pin'er. When they mention this Pin'er, naturally, many people will use their imagination to guess how beautiful this beauty is. What does the most perfect woman in their memory look like, and Pin'er becomes what she looks like. Some artful literati and poets know how to take advantage of the situation. Seeing that Pin'er's popularity has increased, they began to draw various versions of Pin'er's portraits, or write poems and lyrics for her, which has boosted a lot of value for themselves.

The initiator of this incident was at the dinner table, rolling up his sleeves, eating and drinking!

When there was only one table left, Chen Ao touched his stomach and laughed in a good mood.

The hype effect in this era is so powerful. Once a guy takes action, it will be enough to make the entire Bianjing City sensation. It seems that not only Pin'er, even Chun Ge, Chen Ao also has the confidence to hold it up.

Although I thought happily in my heart, I acted as a gentlemanly reserved and said to Zhou Heng: "Cousin, you will sleep here tonight. Supervise everyone to drive out the clothes. You must follow my design, don't delay it."

Zhou Heng gnawed a chicken leg and responded ungratefully. Seeing that his cousin today was different from usual, he quickly swallowed the chicken bones away and asked, "Cousin, why did he teach me to watch here? Do you have something to do at night?"

Chen Ao said with a straight face: "Although we have made complete preparations, many things are unpredictable. If we want to win every battle, we must know ourselves and our enemy. So my cousin plans to sacrifice tonight to find out the news."

Zhou Heng said oh, but felt something was wrong, and asked subconsciously: "Where to inquire?"

Chen Ao said deeply and held the table and said, "Cousin, you are really a elm-headed person. I ask you, which railing in Bianjing City is the strongest?"

Speaking of this, Zhou Heng said with a gaze: "Of course, the geisha in the flower garden is famous for its name. In previous years, they have won the championship again and again."

Chen Ao slapped his thigh and said, "Yes, so my cousin planned to sneak into the flower garden tonight and find out the complete plan of the flower garden. This plan is very bold and dangerous, but when he thought of the bounty, my cousin made up his mind that no matter how dangerous it was, it would not stop us from winning the championship. Cousin..."

Seeing that Zhou Heng wanted to continue talking, Chen Ao quickly patted his shoulder and said firmly: "Don't persuade me, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? I am my cousin, and I will naturally bear the dangerous things."

Zhou Heng said seriously: "Cousin, I think I can bear such a dangerous thing too. If it is not good, we can bear it together!"

Damn, my cousin pretends to be too similar, so shameless.

Chen Ao refused flatly and said with a huge face: "A gentleman does not stand a dangerous wall, I have decided, don't say anything more."

As he said that, Chen Ao stood up and went to find his paper fan.

It was a bit stressful to go to the flower garden with my cousin. Although Chen Ao has been defiled, he still hopes that my cousin can be outstanding and keeping his cousin's purity is important.

It was finally dark, and the night in Bianjing City was very noisy. The lights of thousands of houses were dotted under the night sky, connecting them to the stars. The bustling tourists followed one after another, selling fruits and candied haws and vendors shouting among the crowd, their voices hoarse.

Chen Ao walked in the crowd and pushed in the crowd, feeling a little overwhelmed. The first time I went to the night market, I felt that it was not very good. Several thugs saw his luxurious clothes and pushed him towards him. The skill in his hands was not slow and he penetrated into his bag. Unexpectedly, he felt empty. His wrist happened to be caught by Chen Ao. Chen Ao shook the fan and said with a giggle: "Boy, even with this skill, he dared to be a thief? Do you know who this young master is?"

The little thief was scared, and several companions on the side were about to come. Chen Ao let him go and sneered: "Stolen is also a skill. Even if you are a three-legged cat, you dare to show off your skills."

As he said that, he smiled and mixed into the crowd, but there was an extra wallet in his hand, which was touched from the little thief.

After being bumped into his hands, Chen Ao knew in his heart that the little thief had gained a lot today, but unfortunately he hit him. There was no way, so his buddy had to use the money bag as tuition and ask them to buy a lesson.

After whistling, my mood gradually improved. I turned a bend along the Bian River and arrived at the flower garden. The flower garden at night added a bit of warmth. In the small building, there was a sound of singing songs, just like a nightingale singing at night, very comfortable.

The entrance of the flower garden occupied a lot of space, and the exquisite carriage that was parked could not see the end. He walked over and the servant who was welcoming the guests and clasped his fists. When he saw someone, he said, "Young Master, sir, he is very attentive."

Chen Ao passed by with great courage. This time is the best time to buy drunkenness and have so many guests!

Dozens of palace lanterns wrapped in red paper in this small hall were lit, and the people in the hall seemed to have turned bright red.

Chen Ao is now a regular customer, so he is not in a hurry. When he turned his eyes, he saw a familiar back.

Huh? Why is he here?

After walking over and looking at it, I couldn't help but say to the half-drunk man on the table: "Xiao Zhangzhang, have you gone back to Hongzhou? Why are you still staying in Bianjing?"

Isn’t this person who is half drunk and half awake while drinking, burping, and isn’t it Lu Zhizhang?

The handsome face in the past was a little more decadent at this moment. When I looked up at Chen Ao, I was stunned at first, and then smiled in surprise: "So it's my cousin! Cousin, come, sit down and drink with me."

It turns out that Xiao Zhangzhang is also a fellow disciple, I really didn’t expect it!

Chen Ao sat down unceremoniously, poured a glass of wine on his own, and then heard Lu Zhizhang say drunk: "Cousin, do you think I'm useless? I...I..." His voice whimpered a little, and he took another sip of wine. At that time, he said: "Ms. Zhou looked down on me. My wife made me offend me. Even the Duke and my uncle, he couldn't afford to look down on me. Since I came to Bianjing, I realized that I was really a waste. Wu can't ride horses and shoot archers, and literary can't write poems and paintings. Haha... it's useless, I'm useless..."

As he said that, he suddenly burst into laughter, and even tears were about to burst into laughter.

He smiled but cried again, completely ignoring the many glances that looked at him curiously.

If Xiao Zhangzhang asked to kiss someone, if it was another lady, Chen Ao might really help him. At most, he would be a little hard work to collect from Xiao Zhangzhang.

But the person Xiao Zhangzhang likes is Zhou Ruo! Chen Ao will never let him succeed!

Seeing him so decadent and pitiful, Chen Ao slapped the table suddenly and said sternly: "Little Zhangzhang!"

This sentence was extremely terrifying. Not only did Lu Zhizhang look up at Chen Ao, but the others in the hall looked here, and the laughter and songs stopped abruptly.

I was impulsive, too impulsive, and accidentally disturbed the elegant mood of so many fellow enthusiasts. I was ashamed!

Fortunately, Shen Ao was thick-skinned and did not care about the strange gazes he cast, and said with a hunched face: "Xiao Zhangzhang, I ask you, are you a man?"

"Man?" Lu Zhizhang was stunned for a moment, hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Yes."

It was such a simple question, he was hesitant, it was so failed!

Chen Ao shook his head in his heart and continued, "If you are a man, you must be able to take it and let it go. Isn't it just a woman? Is it a better person tomorrow, who will be ten times smarter than Miss Zhou and ten times more beautiful than Miss Zhou!"

After Chen Ao finished speaking, he felt a little guilty. If this kid knew that he had such a little ambiguous relationship with his cousin, would he strangle him to death?

After hearing this, Lu Zhizhang's eyes suddenly showed a blank look. After a while, his cheeks twitched, and he suddenly slapped the table: "My cousin is right, what is Miss Zhou? She looks down on me, Lu Zhizhang, but I, Lu Zhizhang, still look down on her! What's the point of her? There are a few freckles on her face. Humph, my Lu Zhizhang's future wife will be ten times better than her."

Chen Ao was ashamed and slapped at the table and yelled: "Xiao Zhangzhang, can't you give me some face? I will be embarrassed if you say this to my cousin."
Chapter completed!