Chapter 373 Dandy
So Zhu Lan recounted his journey again.
Liang Zhou couldn't help but laugh after hearing this, "Isn't this a coincidence? You set a trap for the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion, and you need to find a way to grasp the movements of the Marquis' Mansion."
"Look, my good brother has come to my doorstep? Haha!"
Zhu Lan couldn't help but smile, and he and Liang Zhou smiled at each other, showing a tacit understanding.
Zhu Lan looked at the people present and said:
“My original idea was to observe what action the Ning’an Marquis’s Mansion would take next, and then strike back.
But now Liang Zhou is here too, and we all have the same goal, so why not merge our plans?"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Liang Zhou snapped his fingers.
"Now that I have penetrated the enemy, instead of striking back, it would be better for us to control the next move of the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion."
Zhu Lan smiled and said, "That's what I mean."
Liang Zhou added: "However, Gongsun Yushu now only treats me as a drinking buddy, not a close friend."
"If you want to gain Gongsun Yushu's trust, you must have a letter of surrender."
Everyone knows that what Liang Zhou said makes sense. As for this "letter of surrender"...
A name came to everyone's mind, but no one was willing to say it out loud.
At this moment, the door of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and Gong Shao with red eyes stood at the door.
He walked in front of the crowd, his steps a little unsteady.
“Sorry, I just finished cleaning my father’s wound and came to find you.
I heard everything you said just now."
He clenched his fists and looked at everyone with a determined look.
“What the young master said just now is right. It is not easy to gain Gongsun Yushu’s trust.
But my father is old and has suffered such humiliation. If he falls into the hands of those beasts again, there is no chance of survival.
so--"
Gong Shao knelt down, looked at Liang Zhou firmly and said:
"Just hand me over!"
Liang Zhou, who was usually lazy, sat up straight and looked at him with a complicated expression.
"Have you thought it through?"
Gong Shao nodded, "As long as we can overthrow the Ning'an Marquis' Mansion, and avenge the lives of more than a dozen people in my family and those tea farmers who were killed."
"I will do it even if it costs me my life!"
Liang Zhou and Zhu Lan looked at each other and saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes.
Judging from the current situation, this is indeed the best solution.
Zhu Lan asked Gong Shao to stand up and said to him seriously: "Although this method is dangerous, we will definitely do our best to protect your safety."
So everyone began to discuss the next plan.
…
The next day, when Gongsun Yushu stepped into Lan Yifang, he thought he had taken the wrong path.
He stepped back and looked up at the plaque again.
That’s right, it’s Lan Yi Fang.
But why has the lobby changed so much?
The original tables and chairs decorated with gold and jade were gone. A large space was cleared and a small platform was built.
The stage was surrounded by people in three layers, and Gongsun Yushu took a quick look and found that there were many unfamiliar faces.
He couldn't help but feel a little curious. What was going on today? Even he, the young uncle, hadn't heard about it?
A sharp-eyed guy recognized him and hurried over to greet him with a smile.
Gongsun Yushu asked what was going on.
The waiter smiled and replied, "Young Master, a young man came today and booked all the tables here, making it quite lively!"
The waiter pointed towards the stage and saw a man in coarse cloth clothes holding a bamboo pole more than one foot long on his forehead, with a white jade jar on the top of the pole.
Gongsun Yushu recognized at a glance that it was the finest Qingyang white jade.
Then I saw the best seat behind the stage, which had a soft couch, so gorgeous.
A person was lying lazily on it, wearing a blue flowered satin robe and a dark yellow belt with auspicious cloud pattern tied around his waist.
While watching the juggling movements of the people on the stage, he slowly picked up a peeled lychee and put it into his mouth.
Gongsun Yushu was a little surprised. This was Liang Zhou, whom he had just met yesterday.
The dandy young man from the Prince's uncle's mansion came to Yunzhou to relax after getting tired of playing in the capital. He could do anything that was fun, and even had many ways of entertainment that he had never heard of.
This was his first impression of Liang Zhou.
At this time, a gong sounded from the stage.
“clang——”
"Good!" The audience applauded.
The man on the stage finally carefully grasped the bamboo pole that was pressing against his forehead with one hand, then took the white jade cup off the pole and held it in his arms.
This is already his own thing.
"Good job, reward! Next one."
Liang Zhou finally spoke and spat out a lychee seed.
He suddenly saw Gongsun Yushu at the door, his eyes immediately lit up, he stood up and waved at Gongsun Yushu.
"Brother Gongsun, come here!"
Liang Zhou didn't even bother to put on his shoes. He walked barefoot to Gongsun Yushu, pulled him to sit on the couch, and shared the lychees with him.
"I was just bored, and now that you're here, it's a good opportunity for us to have some fun together!"
Gongsun Yushu took the litchi and glanced behind Liang Zhou - there was a row of things on the table.
Such as white jade jars, Yuhua inkstones, and colored glaze bowls... each one is very valuable.
Liang Zhou didn't bother to talk to him. He just reached behind him and touched the inkstone.
"Who wants this Yuhua inkstone?" he said to the audience.
"Me, me, me, me--!" A young man rushed onto the stage with excitement on his face, and Liang Zhou asked someone to bring the inkstone to him.
There is a small hole on the inkstone, which can be used to poke the bamboo pole.
The young man placed the inkstone on the bamboo pole very carefully, and then placed the bamboo pole, which was two fingers thick, on his forehead.
He raised his head, constantly moving his body left and right to maintain his balance, looking at the inkstone on the top of the bamboo pole, as if it were his family heirloom.
The referee on the stage is counting down. If he can hold out until the time is up, the inkstone will belong to him.
"Five, four, three, two—"
Seeing that he was about to succeed, the young man took a deep breath in excitement - just this one action caused the bamboo pole to suddenly lose its balance.
There was an exclamation from the audience.
Even Gongsun Yushu felt a little nervous subconsciously.
At the last moment, the inkstone fell to the ground and broke into two pieces.
The young man had a sad face, feeling like he had lost 100 million.
Gongsun Yushu also uttered a "tsk tsk" sound of heartache when he saw this.
You know, the Yuhua inkstone is a very rare item, and he himself only has one.
So he couldn't help but glance sideways at Liang Zhou, but found that the latter didn't care at all, and didn't even look at the broken pieces of inkstone on the ground.
He just waved his hand and impatiently ordered people to clean up the broken pieces as garbage so as not to delay the next person to go on stage.
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