Chapter 180

Chumo grins grimly and walks up to them. He breaks his fingers with both hands and pinches his knuckles.

"Hey, you guys, you can kneel down and kowtow now."

"Wow, hahaha, zhiniang thief, I'm finally angry. Kneel down quickly!"

Wang ziqiao just felt dizzy. How could the ice burn the sandalwood in the bronze tripod?

He began to regret why he came to this ancestral hall today to provoke. Isn't it his own face to the door and let the dandies fan?

On his pale face, he squeezed out a smile more ugly than crying: "Chumo, don't go too far. Stay a line and see each other in the future."

"Yes, what do you want? Do you really want to deceive me? Is there no one in Fanyang Lu?"

Lu Siyang and others are also regretful. They forgot to look at the Yellow calendar when they went out today.

They wanted to make fun of Chumo and others who didn't deal with them today. Who would have thought that even if you saw a ghost, ice could make the sun produce fire.

I'm afraid I'll lose all my face today.

"Wow, hahaha, you straight mother thieves, what would you say to me too much? Don't do this! If you admit that you don't have eggs - son in your crotch, forget it. I can let you go today."

Chumo said with a laugh on his waist. He was sweating just now.

It was not because Wang ziqiao and others were too insidious, and he had inexplicable confidence in Li forgetful, that he would not gamble on it.

His words made Prince Joe and Lu Siyang pale, but they didn't know how to refute.

If you really want them to kneel down and kowtow to Chumo, it's absolutely impossible. It's worse than killing them.

Wang ziqiao snorted coldly, "hum, it's inexplicable. I'm too lazy to see things like you. Let's go!"

Then he was ready to call the episodes to open the way, and the four of them were going to slip away.

I would rather rely on gambling debts and bear a reputation of dishonesty than kneel down and kowtow to the countless onlookers.

Wang ziqiao and Chumo's gambling appointment was heard by the onlookers outside the Yi temple. It's just the saying that watching the excitement is not too big. Everyone began to make a fuss.

No one dares to provoke Wang ziqiao, Cui Daogu, Cui Hong and Lu Siyang.

But now countless people gathered around, and I don't know who started. There were bursts of shouts in Liquan Square: "kneel down, kneel down, kneel down! Kowtow, kowtow, kowtow!..."

Wang ziqiao was so angry with the noise that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He only felt hot pain on his face. He was really lost today!

Pretending to be deaf and dumb, they just didn't hear those voices. Under the desperate protection of their own trilogy, several people rushed out of the busy crowd.

After leaving Liquan square, Prince Qiao grabbed Lu Siyang: "brother Siyang, I can't swallow this tone! Today's business can't be done like this."

Cui Daogu also said with a gloomy face and gnashing his teeth: "today's humiliation is comparable to Han Xin's humiliation in the crotch! I must avenge this!"

"Bullying people too much! It's really bullying people too much! I swear to them!"

"But Chumo's bastards are not easy to offend to death. Our episode doesn't dare to really attack them."

Wang ziqiao, like Zheng KangBo, was young, but he had already been hollowed out by wine and sex.

Every time I have a conflict with Chumo and other dandies, I dare not fight with my own hands again, but only dare to put my own episode on the stage.

But how dare they dare to fight against the dandies of the top honourable families of the Tang Dynasty, such as Shang Cheng Chumo, Fang Yiai and Chai Lingwu?

How many heads can Cheng Yaojin cut if they hurt these little gentlemen?

It really angered Cheng Yaojin, Yuchi Jingde, these founding generals, even their masters, and these aristocratic families could not keep them.

Therefore, there have been several conflicts, all of which ended in the victory of Chumo and others, which makes Wang ziqiao and others depressed.

Today, I thought it was an opportunity to ridicule general Chumo, but I didn't expect to lose my face.

Cui Hong suddenly opened his mouth sadly: "Chumo, those bastards can't move. Can't that Tian Shirang move?"

He was referring to Li QIAOYOU, the only one in white in the Yi temple at that time.

Wang ziqiao's eyes flashed coldly: "yes, I can't get rid of the bastards of Cheng's family and weichi's family. I can't clean up a farmhouse slave? I'll let someone stare at that guy now to see where he comes from and find someone to clean him up!"

"Yes, that's right. I don't know how to live or die!"

"Brother ziqiao, it's not over to find out who the farmhouse slave is and not destroy his family!"

Lu Siyang and others also smiled and pressured others with momentum, which is what people like them should do. Like Chumo's idiots who like to do things, they lose their face.

"Let's go and have a drink. It's my treat today. Find some little ladies to go and get rid of the fire!" Lu Siyang called some dandies and left.

But after Wang ziqiao and other people fled the Yi temple, all the dandies laughed.

Chumo and other dandies will not force Prince Joe to kneel down and kowtow. In that way, they will tear their face directly.

But for these dandies who run rampant in Chang'an City, in fact, up to now, there is little difference whether they kneel or not.

In short, today's Taiyuan Wang family, Boling Cui family, Fanyang Lu family and Qinghe Cui family have lost their faces.

In the satirical eyes of the dandies, Prince Qiao covered his face with his sleeves. Under the desperate protection of his own trilogy, he fled from the Liquan square in embarrassment.

Chumo and others can't help laughing and feel happy.

At the end of the flame gathering ceremony in the Yi temple, the crowd outside the Yi Temple gradually dispersed, but what we saw and heard today was talked about by the people in Chang'an City for a long time.

What's more, good people, even Zoroastrians, try to learn what Li forgetful did that day. They find all kinds of ice to shine on the sun, trying to find out the secret of ice ignition.

However, no one, including Zoroastrianism, could successfully use ice to ignite the fire, which added a bit of mystery to Li forgetfulness.

Milliman is now more and more sure that the young doctor in front of him must have done the flame extinguished in the fire altar of Yici temple that day for no reason.

But he wanted to break his head and couldn't think of the secret of the flame's self extinguishing, so he couldn't guard against it.

It is very necessary to make friends with Li forgetful if this matter will not happen again.

Otherwise, even if the sun flame is enshrined in the Yi temple, it may be extinguished again one day, and he may have a heart attack.

Milliman beckoned to the priest to bring a tray of things covered with silk.

He stretched out his hand to uncover the silk cloth and smiled: "Xiao Lang, I have offended so much before. I hope Haihan. These gold jewels are a little thanks from our Zoroastrianism. Please take them. But please don't collect the sun flame in the future. I wonder if you can?"

On that tray, there was a neat pile of gold ingots, as well as many jewels such as sapphires and Rubies from the western regions.

These gold jewelry, under the sunlight, all emit dazzling light, which is very attractive