Lady she is beautiful

Chapter 581
Feng Liuyun was extremely speechless, this cousin was born in a Zanying family, since he was a child he was well-clothed and well-fed, never lacking in food and drink, but he seemed to have been hungry for half his life, he only knew how to eat all day long.

Wherever you go, the first thing to do is to solve the problem of food, and everything that is not delicious is out of the question.

I went out of Beijing to find my close relatives, and endured the wind, food and sleep all the way. I suffered a little bit for the first time, so I thought about quickly compensating myself with food.

"I suspect that you are the reincarnation of Taotie." Feng Liuyun couldn't help reminding him: "Be careful if you have a fat belly and round waist at a young age. Noble girls in Beijing don't like fat people."

Speaking as if women in other places like fat people, Fu Changping scoffed at him, then touched his stomach, and said proudly: "I am very talented, and I don't get fat after eating. You can't envy me."

"Tch, who wants to envy you." Feng Liuyun taunted him back, "Cut a chicken for nothing."

Fu Changping is about the same height as him. Although he doesn't look fat, his body is muscular. After the age of 13, he neglected to practice martial arts.

Fu Changping, who had been despised countless times by him for his lack of muscle, didn't care: "The literati are all white chicken, which one is soy sauce chicken?"

"Are you a literati?" Feng Liuyun almost spit out the tea, "If your father hears about it, he will definitely send you to Bailu Academy."

Fu Changping quickly shook his head: "Farewell, I'm not a literati, but I'm not a martial artist either, I'm the number one rich man in the capital."

A dandy who bullies the prince and causes his father to be impeached by the censor from time to time.

He is very clear about his position.

Feng Liuyun smiled and shook his head, "The one downstairs is probably the number one dude in Ningzhou City, compare your rank."

Fu Changping glanced downstairs, with a look of disdain on his face: "There are countless ranks behind me with a bare face. If I would just grab yours and ask the price, how many ranks do you think this position is?"

Feng Liuyun was speechless, well, he is invincible.

That's how Fu Changping dealt with him in the capital, at least in the eyes of others.

For Fu Changping to be named the No. [-] dude in the capital, he contributed the most to Feng Liuyun.

Song Hengyu downstairs, this will be a bit annoying.

These horse dealers didn't give the price anyway, but they looked like they didn't take him seriously, which was very annoying.

These short-sighted guys!

He directly showed his identity, "My father is Song Yuanzhi, the magistrate of Ningzhou. Let's make it clear, you have to sell your horses, you have to sell them, and you have to sell them, and you can only sell them to me. Hurry up and make a price. Ben The son wants it."

The other guards didn't bother to pay attention to him, only Alai responded: "Young Master Song, right? I've already said that our horses are not for sale. You insist on asking me to bid, but I can't do it!"

The other teenagers who followed Song Hengyu looked like they were enjoying the show, "It's just that they want more money. He is the youngest son of the magistrate. If you don't sell it to him, who else do you want to sell it to?"

"This is a horse for our own use. If we don't sell it, we won't sell it. What about the prefect's son? Can he buy and sell it by force?" Alai became impatient.

It's just a magistrate, how can he force a county king and a prince to sell him a horse?
How much courage does he have to accept?

But Song Hengyu didn't know, he had already been fascinated by these super-quality horses, and he wished he could take over and go for a walk.

But these people know that he is the son of the magistrate, so they are not afraid, and they are too courageous.

"Give you one thousand five hundred taels of silver, and give me these six horses."

He didn't have to fight because he cared about his father's reputation, if it wasn't for the downtown, he wouldn't have been chatting with these people for so long.

Alai and the other guards pursed their lips and looked at him with a sneer on their faces.

"I want six Dawan horses for 500 taels. I said Song San, are you trying to bully others again?"

Several white-clothed teenagers walked out of the teahouse, and one of them waved his fan and let out a disdainful expression.

(End of this chapter)