Infinite Puzzle City

Chapter 133 Wang Family Banquet
"Mo Ju? Wang Cuicui??"

Xiao Ran was also confused when he heard this.

Tiger explained in a low voice when he saw this: "Back then, the eldest branch of the Wang family burned 23 incense sticks in a row to make the Wang family the local tyrants here. The condition was that the eldest daughter, Wang Cuicui, became the head of the family. As a result, the girl suddenly disappeared. Now she is trying to find a way to return to the Wang family, on the one hand to seek revenge, and on the other hand to take back control of the Wang family."

"How do you know these things?"

Xiao Ran looked at Lao Hu suspiciously. Normally, this kind of thing must be kept very confidential. Mo Ju, also known as Wang Cuicui, had been keeping it secret for so many years, so how could her plan be known by Lao Hu and the others?

"Hey hey hey!"

Tiger smiled mysteriously and glanced at the woman behind him: "Have you heard of the profession of corpse stitcher?"

"Corpsewer?"

Xiao Ran was startled and looked back at the woman sitting next to him. After quickly glancing at the woman's hand, he turned back to look at Tiger.

"The corpse stitcher can read the memory of the dead through the stitches. It's a coincidence that when we came here, we encountered a female corpse in the river. That female corpse was the real Mo Ju, and the one who killed her was Wang Cuicui. When she killed Mo Ju, Wang Cuicui told Mo Ju about this plan herself."

"If that's the case, why don't you kill the Second Master, the Third Master and cooperate with Wang Cuicui? She's weak and alone, wouldn't it be easier for you to control her?" Xiao Ran asked puzzledly.

"It's different. As long as the eldest son of the Wang family doesn't succeed to the throne, the Wang family will never get that treasure. This is our most ideal way of cooperation."

Xiao Ran looked as if he had suddenly realized something: "Then what do you need me to do? Kill Wang Cuicui?"

"No hurry. It's meaningless to reveal the cards now. Let's wait until Wang Cuicui takes action. Then we can catch the thief and the stolen goods, which will be more convincing."

"Okay, then I'll listen to Brother Tiger."

"Hey, brother Niupi, I guarantee you'll make a lot of money from this deal."

Tiger smiled brightly and turned back to sit down at the next seat.

Xiao Ran looked relaxed, but in his heart he was pondering what Lao Hu and the others had said.

"No wonder! Mo Ju asked me to kill Mr. Wang Erye. It turns out there is this connection."

After a little thought, Xiao Ran had an idea in mind; "Changchun will want to cooperate, but I will go against you."

It’s not that there is any deep hatred between him and Changchun, it’s mainly because Xiao Ran can’t stand their style.

What's more, offending once is an offense, and offending twice is also an offense. Xiao Ran doesn't think that by helping Changchun this time, if one day in the future Changchun finds out that it was him who closed the campus and caused them to suffer heavy losses, they will let him go easily.

"It's just that in this play, the main characters and supporting characters are all here, but what is the Yinshan Old Man?"

Xiao Ran looked at the faith that was stuffed into his arms by Yinshan Taoist, and couldn't help but wonder what role Yinshan Taoist was playing.

After a while, everyone took their seats one after another.

On the stage in front, gongs and drums began to be beaten, and the people from the street performances followed suit and walked onto the stage, starting to perform with all their might.

Among them was an acquaintance Xiao Ran had met in the inn, a storyteller. He was telling a story with clear words and a sense of humor. He was obviously putting in a lot of effort and drew quite a lot of cheers.

Of course, this was not a vain performance, as the people below took out gold, silver and other valuables and threw them on the stage.

As for the evil spirits sitting in the hall, those who are happy to see this will also offer rewards, but their rewards are different.

For example, the storyteller had a limp in his legs, so an old man with a cane opened his mouth and spit out a cloud of black mist, which rolled around the storyteller's calves.

guess what?

The storyteller lay on the ground and died on the spot.

This scene caused the sneaky people in the front hall to burst into laughter.

They really treated human life as worthless. Even the wealthy gentry sitting outside were trembling with fear.

But not everyone is like this.

If you have real talent, you won't be afraid at all when standing on the stage.

For example, the acrobatic troupe that Xiao Ran met at the temple fair before had six or seven people on stage, each performing their own unique skills.

The evil spirit sitting in the hall saw the two men putting their throats against the gun tips and clapped his hands, causing two flames to suddenly burst out from the gun tips.

But the two people in the circus did not panic. Instead, they broke off the gun tips and stuffed them directly into their mouths, and finally spit out a ball of fire.

This unique skill attracted many cheers of surprise from the evil spirits, and they offered rewards.

Several of the things that the evil spirits threw onto the stage were flashing with strange spell patterns, and were obviously cursed items, and their quality seemed to be quite high.

Not to mention Xiao Ran, even Lao Hu and the other two were a little surprised.

The three of them looked at each other. It was obvious that the stronger the wind, the more expensive the fish.

Although it is extremely risky to perform on stage for these evil spirits, once you can overcome the difficulties of these evil spirits, not only will there be no danger, but you can also get some valuable rewards, including cursed objects. "Second Master, Third Master are here!!"

In the backyard, there was a shout, and everyone stood up in unison and came forward enthusiastically.

Surrounded by a group of servants, two men who looked to be in their early fifties walked out like the moon surrounded by stars.

Xiao Ran noticed that when the two masters of the Wang family arrived, the evil spirits in the hall did not move, and it was obvious that they did not take the two masters of the Wang family seriously.

The two did not dare to walk into the hall rashly. They stood outside the door, bowed and saluted to the evil spirits inside, and then said, "Everyone, this festive occasion coincides with my father's birthday. However, my father is old and has difficulty walking. He will be here soon. I am afraid that the guests are waiting anxiously, so I specially sent my two brothers to greet you first."

"Come on, to the birthday party!"

"Go to the birthday party!"

"At the birthday banquet..."

The shouts from the corridors on both sides led directly to the deep and secluded backyard.

Not long after, maids came up with exquisite food boxes. The boxes were opened and exquisite dishes were served on the table.

"Master, please."

A little maid walked up to Xiao Ran and opened the food box next to her. There was no dish inside, but a small steamer filled with steamed soft cloth.

The little maid held Xiao Ran's hand and wiped it carefully with a warm soft cloth.

Xiao Ran took a look and saw that other people were treated in the same way: "It's really the evil feudalism. Well, it feels so good to wipe it."

Of course, there was no such treatment in the hall at the back. Those evil spirits didn't care if their hands were clean. Food boxes were brought to the table one by one. When they were opened, there was no food or wine inside, only a bowl of dark red rice with a human incense stick stuck in the rice.

As the incense and candles were lit, the evil spirits immediately sniffed them greedily with their noses erect.

The second and third masters of the Wang family were sitting in front of the banquet near the door, toasting with everyone. Just when the atmosphere was getting lively, a woman in red came lightly, which made everyone's eyes light up.

I saw a graceful figure with black hair tied up in a bun, gold hairpins and jade buckles, and slender eyebrows like the green mountains in the distance. She was gentle, yet heroic and charming, like a flower waiting to bloom.

"Oh, this is Miss Mo Ju who was trained by Hualou."

Many people looked up and looked at Mo Ju's body without any concealment.

Earlier, the madam of the brothel had spread the news that a new courtesan had been trained. Most of the people present had never seen her before, but only heard of her occasionally. When this Miss Mo Ju sang a song, she attracted countless people who were willing to pay money to have a taste of her beauty.

The old brothel owner was delighted to see the huge sums of money falling down, but unfortunately, she could not accept the money because the girl had not yet been dressed up and could not receive customers.

What does this comb mean?

In fact, it means the first time a girl in a brothel in the old days received a customer. Generally speaking, the hairdressing room of an oiran was extremely expensive.

A brothel owner has painstakingly trained a girl for many years, and all the expenses for her food, clothing, rouge and powder, as well as the expenses for hiring teachers to teach her singing, dancing and poetry, have to be repaid from this dressing table.

The customer bought the comb and even asked for a comb banquet. From then on, the courtesan would serve this customer exclusively and would not accept any other customers.

Although she has not married and redeemed herself, she can still call herself the concubine of so-and-so's family.

As soon as the customer gets tired of playing with her, she will return the comb to J Yard, and then J Yard will allow the courtesan to receive customers normally.

The fact that Hualou sent Mo Ju here was self-evident.

The other customers at the banquet could only stare at Mo Ju's figure and drool, hoping that the Second Master would train her well so that they could be happy.

"Second Master is so lucky. This Miss Mo Ju is naturally beautiful. It is not an exaggeration to say that she is a fairy from heaven. Hahahaha..."

Everyone complimented him, but Erye didn't listen. He just looked back and forth at Mo Ju's face in front of him, and one of his hands was already restlessly touching Mo Ju's little hand.

On the contrary, the Third Master on the side seemed to have no interest in women and never looked at Mo Ju from beginning to end.

"The old man is here!!"

At this time, there was a call from a distance. Mr. Wang no longer cared about Mo Ju and hurriedly stood up and walked to the steps to greet him.

The other guests stood up.

Xiao Ran noticed that the evil spirits in the hall also stood up. He couldn't help but be surprised. This old man's methods were indeed extraordinary. Even these evil spirits had to give way to him.

Just when Xiao Ran was wondering what the old man looked like, he saw eight shirtless strong men carrying a sedan chair and carrying a golden shrine in the distance.

The shrine was different from the ones at ordinary doorsteps. It was three meters high and two meters wide, with carvings of dragons and phoenixes and inlaid with glazed agate and jewels.

As soon as Xiao Ran took a closer look inside and saw the figure sitting in the shrine, his heart suddenly skipped a beat: "Isn't this the God of Land?"

　As for the combing cabinet theory, you can refer to the example of Ximen Qing and Li Guijie. Ximen Qing held a grand banquet for Li Guijie's first reception, which included paying fifty taels of silver and satin clothes. Li Guijie's "family members" also participated in the event, which included preparing headgear, clothes, setting tables, playing musical instruments, singing and dancing, etc. The whole scene was splendid and lasted for three days, so this thing was more expensive than getting married nowadays.

　　
　
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