Classic Villain Rescue Station

Han Lingdi counted the relationship between the pile of exterminations and the exterminations with his fingers, and then he trembled, but replied stiffly: "It was all done by the ancestors, and it was passed down to the generation of the peers. It's not bad if there is no disaster How can it be compared with the ancestors who established the foundation."

Luo Wei was amused: "Are you talking about others, or yourself?"

Emperor Han Ling didn't speak directly, but he still didn't take it seriously.

Luo Wei smiled sullenly: "If you still dare to be an emperor, then put on your emperor's airs, and to tell you the truth, you are now a naked emperor, and your colleague has brought a whole set of court team, Put the two of you together, let me do the math, 1VS15, guess who will die first?"

Han Lingdi shrank his neck, completely dumbfounded.On the contrary, Zhen Guanxi rolled his eyes, patted him on the shoulder, and acted like a good brother: "It's okay, anyway, the two of us knew each other first, and it's better to have friendship than others. If there is anything, I will always Help your family first."

Luo Wei glanced at his raised shoulders: "Is it your current honor?"

Zhen Guanxi patted his chest: "For a while, when I get better, I dare not say if there are too many, ten or eight are nothing to worry about."

Luo Wei hehe: "I forgot to tell you, this colleague of his is from the Great Song Dynasty. Here we are used to calling him Song Huizong. Of course, you probably don't know this name. I can tell you that he is your The eighth emperor of the Great Song Dynasty, the family of the Zhong family that you have turned to, is just a matter of waving your hand in the eyes of this person."

Zhen Guanxi just sat down on the ground with his legs limp, just in response to this sentence, the county magistrate is not as good as the current one, and the awe of the imperial power of the other family is not as good as the high mountain admiration of his own master.

Luo Wei is listening to Emperor Ling of Han talking about his "desolation and obscenity".

For example, the phrase "Zhang Changshi is my father and Zhao Changshi is my mother" that has been passed down through the ages, that is, Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, two eunuchs among the ten constant servants, one is his father and the other is his mother.

There is also the "official salesman" who can be called the originator of China's marketing history. Whether it is a "wholesale and retail" salesman, or a "mortgage" for buyers and officials to pay, it is simply a mudslide in the sales industry.

The other is the great contribution this guy has made in promoting the openness of "sex".

It's like building the most famous "naked" swimming pool in the history of China, allowing girls to play in the water in cool clothes, or even without any clothes at all. This open-minded one is thousands of years ahead of the world's top ten famous nude beaches.

It's also like being nicknamed "the father of open crotch pants". All beauties are required to wear open crotch pants, so there is no need to say what they want to do.

Those who are dedicated to the research of biological hybrids are too unbearable, just skip the human-dog battle.

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Of course, Han Lingdi's bachelor temperament should be inherited from his ancestors, he dared to do it, so he dared to say it, and there was nothing to hide, but most of the things in it were not like the above words as mentioned in the phrase.

The most typical ones are the so-called things of favoring the "ten permanent servants" and "selling officials to sell nobles". In the words of Han Lingdi himself: "None of the grandson thieves from those aristocratic families put labor and capital in their eyes. The latrine pit, the owner who refuses to move half an inch when you are full of dung. You can’t do it, right? Naturally, someone is willing to support labor and capital. If it doesn’t work, instead of letting you occupy the pit, it’s better to exchange the pit for money and let Ken do things. The eunuchs have enough money to do things for labor and management. What's wrong with eunuchs, they only care about money if they have no future..."

Luo Wei was getting excited when he heard someone knocking on the door outside.

Reluctantly, he moved over to open the door, and it turned out to be Mo Xigan, so he quickly explained a few words like an emergency report, and ran back without waiting for a response.

Luo Wei was stunned, because what he said was: "Boss Buddha asked me to give you a message. This afternoon, Uncle Li's Tea House, Uncle Li is here to invite you."

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When Luo Wei came back to "Uncle Li's teahouse", it was like yesterday that there were golden boys and young girls, but it was a pity that the teahouse was more outstanding, and Zhang Wenyuan disappeared without a trace.

After being led up to the balcony on the third floor, he stepped on the stairs "creakingly" and remembered his recklessness this time. He was full of confidence when he came back last time with Zhang Wenyuan and Sun Luban beside him. , and the three brothers, Uncle Li, turned fighting into jade silk, and even made a cooperation plan.

The problem is that now Zhang Wenyuan has been turned into a bug that was eliminated by the programmers. Regardless of whether in the eyes of Uncle Li or the Buddha, the aura of the prospective son-in-law of this guy, or the prospective son-in-law who was forced to recognize him, has directly died, why? I feel that I have accepted this appointment, but I always feel that I am not at ease?

Unexpectedly, on the table of the Eight Immortals, tea was made exactly as it was that day, and refreshments were placed, and there were three people beside the table, one was the rightful owner, Uncle Li, one was the old man Miao Jin, and the other was not a square-faced old man Bai Afu, but Wujing, the business monk of Shenjuan Temple and the former Eighth Prince of Jinghe.

Luo Wei was a little puzzled about this combination, but it is better to say less when the situation is unknown, and he greeted the three one by one, and took a seat at the sign of Uncle Li.

Uncle Li poured the cold tea aside, poured himself a drink of hot tea, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Xiao Luo, I've always been straight, every three years, New Year's Eve A month ago, the East Asian Martial Arts Conference will be held. Today it is Huaxia's turn to host it. I got the right to host it after a little delay. I was thinking of the beach park you cooperated with. It's a big place, and it's okay to have martial arts competitions with the waves. It’s very unique, it’s mainly in the winter, even if the beach park is established, there may not be much business, so I plan to set up the competition venue there, just right, your villa is right next to it, and even the problem of accommodation has been solved.”

It was the first time for Luo Wei to hear about this grand martial arts event that is said to have a long history. It can be seen that this is such a small event that belongs to the "violent madness". Uncle Li gave you a chance to make a name for yourself. What is Dafa's acting like, pouted: "Reception and accommodation must be no problem, we promise to do a good job of reception, so that all contestants feel at home, so what, about the reception fee, where do you talk to after the event? What about the family unit?"

Miao Jin took a sip of tea: "What are you talking about? Being able to participate in such a large-scale event is a good opportunity to help you become famous. Are you willing to talk about money?"

Luo Wei lowered his head and acted aggrieved: "Talking about opportunities will hurt money, so I won't do it."

Uncle Li hurriedly appease Miao Jin's violent temper: "The Huaxia Martial Arts Alliance is in charge of this competition here, and you, Uncle Miao, are the executive chairman of the alliance." Uncle Li touched his nose uncomfortably, "The alliance is only a semi-official organization. organization, the funds are not very sufficient, so..."

Luo Wei continued: "Uncle Li, you proposed to hold the competition in the beach park, you are not thinking of saving the cost of renting venues!"

Uncle Li was even more uncomfortable when he heard the words: "It's easy to talk about other things. Contemporary young people must have the spirit of patriotism and dedication!"

In fact, this matter is really nothing. Winter is the off-season for tourism, and the period before the Chinese New Year is the off-season among off-seasons.Furthermore, there are several countries in East Asia, they are nothing more than China, Outer Mongolia, Northern Dynasties, South Korea, and Japan. There are only a few hundred people who need to provide free board and lodging. If they really want to attract martial arts enthusiasts, these guys are not free. At least not to lose too much.

Luo Wei was worried about it, but he was reluctant in his mouth: "I also grew up under the care of the country. I naturally know how to give, but I can give more. There are hundreds of employees who need to eat. How about this, I agree with this arrangement, and you can get someone to help you arrange it, your Wushu League will give us the live broadcast agency rights of the event, so it will be okay!"

Miao Jin wanted to take pictures of the table again, but was stopped by Uncle Li again, he said cheerfully: "Young man, don't think that we are outdated when we get older, it is clear what a live broadcast is and what level of income it represents, but what, If you are really willing to send someone out, there is no need to talk about it, I heard that there are quite a few experts in your villa, it would be a waste to just be an ordinary conference staff."

Why, this is your sincere plan!Luo Wei squinted at Wu Jing, who was a bit guilty, and stared and pouted, saying: I'm telling you to talk too much.

Wu Jing was very aggrieved, and returned a wronged expression, indicating that he was only here to make soy sauce.

Miao Jin snorted coldly, and glanced at Uncle Li: "What do you think he is doing? That guy Wu Neng still remembers that his brothers and sisters talked to the master back then, which caused him to be expelled from the master's school by the master. As long as we don’t communicate with each other until death, the eldest brother came to invite him personally, so he sent such a thing as a representative.”

Wu Jing was even more aggrieved: I am not a joke.

Luo Wei also took a look at Uncle Li and thought: Your miraculous master, that is, Master Suhui from Putian Shaolin, wouldn't he have worshiped the legendary Huang Yaoshi? Woolen cloth?
Considering the relationship between Jinghe Dragon King and the little dragon girl Yan Xiaoniu, Luo Wei still wants to say a few words for Wu Jing: "You can't say that, this is an era of public relations economy, think about it Don’t those big stars need their agents to clear the way for everything they do, and Master Wujing is in charge of this in Shenjuan Temple.”

Miao Jin completely turned his head aside this time: "Not doing business properly, this guy Wu Neng spent a lot of time when he was young, but now he is more and more like an actor. Hmph, with him like this, what good apprentice can he make? Come."

Uncle Li didn't bother to pay attention to this arrogant person, and began to introduce some arrangements before the competition. The most urgent thing is the domestic selection competition in mid-October: "The East Asian Martial Arts Conference is completely different from those traditional competitions. It pays attention to all-round practical skills. The competition will not be limited to only one square inch of the ring. During the competition, there are six teams, and each team is only allowed to have 9 official players and 4 substitutes. Of course, the age of the players must not exceed 30 years old."

"Huaxia martial arts has always been divided into the north and the south. Our southern martial arts league and the northern martial arts association can each nominate 4 official players and 2 substitute players. As for the remaining captain, we need to look at the mid-October. The result of the North-South Selection Tournament is here. This time it is the turn of our Southern Martial Arts Alliance to host, and the captain must not fall on the northern faction."