Chapter 461 The Power of Off the Horse

Everyone in the seat fell with a smile, and the demons danced with their teeth and claws one by one, and the scene was chaotic. The three singers also understood the distorted meaning of their lyrics from Zhou Dong's continuous singing and drawing. At that time, their faces turned white and tears had already rolled in their eyes.

The officials who laughed wildly did not notice that the smile at the corners of Song Nan's mouth gradually became cold. Just as they laughed in the dark, they heard a loud noise, which made the officials stop laughing and look at it in consterrenly.

Song Nan sat coldly, but a short man beside him opened his eyes angrily, and his thick palms were still patted on the table. The cups and plates on the table were broken by this slap, and the solid wood on the table also appeared cracks.

"Have you laughed enough?" Wang Yong pulled his hand back from the table and shouted coldly, "My Lord Song is so promiscuous in front of you. You are too presumptuous."

Everyone stood stunned. Didn't Song Nan laugh with him just now? Why did he turn his face in a blink of an eye? Besides, what's the big deal for talking and laughing at the banquet?

"Marquis Song, this..." An Wei learned to whisper.

Song Nan slowly got up and said, "That's all for today. Thank you for your hospitality. Song has said goodbye."

Only then did everyone understand that Song Nan was really angry, so he quickly made amends and put all the blame on Zhou Dong: "Lord Zhou is drunk. Don't blame him for being abrupt. It was indeed a little too much just now. Didn't Lord Zhou make amends for the marquis?"

Zhou Dong was so depressed that he staggered to make amends. Song Nan waved his hand and said, "It's not necessary, but I want to remind you that you are imperial officials, shouldering the safety of Ningxia Town, an important town on the three sides, and shouldering the heavy responsibility of guarding my northwest border of the Ming Dynasty. Pay attention to your Image of words. It's nothing to be disrespectful to Song Nan. It is said that what is lost is everyone's face and the emperor's face. Do you think it's interesting to bully these three singers? It's degrading to say these ** words in front of three women. They are just singers, not prostitutes. They sell songs, but not bodies. It's simply humiliating.

Everyone's face was embarrassed. Although they scolded Song Nan for being serious, they could not refute their words. What Song Nan said were all serious. Zhou Dong was even more frightened. When he came from Beijing, he naturally knew Song Nan's reputation. Even Liu Jin, the big backer behind him, Song Nan still made him lose his temper, not to mention him. It's just a young minister of Dali Temple, and he can't even touch the soles of Song Nan's feet.

Seeing Song Nan's words coldly, Zhou Dong also saw the opportunity. He was drunk and ugly. He greeted him and helped him to leave. As soon as he took a few steps, he heard Song Nan shout, "Lord Zhou plan to leave like this?"

Zhou Dong turned around in consteration and said, "Marquis Song, the subordinate is really drunk. After the subordinate went back to sober up, he should reflect on himself. Today, I'm sorry for the marquis, but I really don't want to be rude in front of the marquis."

Song Nan said coldly, "It's not because you are rude in front of me, but because you are rude in front of civilian women, and you can accompany these three women before you leave."

"What?" The officials opened their eyes wide, and Song Nan actually wanted Zhou Dong, the imperial envoy, to compensate the three Uigu singers, which was a little too much.

The humble smile on Zhou Dong's face also restrained in an instant and said coldly, "Lord Song, I am the imperial minister sent here by the emperor, and I am not subject to your temperance of Lord Song; if you want to compensate yourself, I will ignore your stubble."

Song Nan said coldly, "Lord Zhou, the emperor sent you to measure the approved tax rate of Tuntian, but I don't want you to sing some lewd words crazily. You can not compensate, but I will report this to the emperor after returning to Beijing to tell the emperor that Lord Zhou has fulfilled his responsibilities in this way."

Zhou Dong was shocked, but soon got angry and said, "Lord Song, don't scare me. Although you are a celebrity around the emperor, you can't cover the sky with your own hands. My official business is well. Don't say anything else I sang outside of official business. Even if I go to the brothel to lean on Hong Cui, you can't care. Our Ming Dynasty did not stipulate that officials were not allowed to sing songs and prostitute prostitutes. We can go to Eunuch Liu and the emperor's place to judge.

An Weixue, Li Zeng, Zhou Ang and others secretly looked at Song Nan with a sneer. Zhou Dong rarely became strong. As an imperial minister, he did not belong to Song Nan. Today, he insisted on contradicting and seeing how Song Nan dealt with it. Song Nan was humiliating himself. Everyone gave him face, but he insisted on doing a show of prestige. He really regarded himself as a It should be known that this is not the capital, nor is it his Jinyiwei government. This is Ningxia Town, and these people are the bosses here.

Song Nan naturally knows today's deadlock. Song Nan is not the heart to find this Zhou Dong's trouble. After having an in-depth conversation with Yang Yiqing, Zhou Dong, who was sent by the imperial court to measure the approved tax rate of Tianmu, actually became a key figure in Song Nan's eyes. There are many things to do from Zhou Dong. The answer was obtained; and the normal inquiry was absolutely fruitless. Song Nan decided to bring the matter of Ningxia Town to stone, so he directly attacked Zhou Dong.

"Waiting Zhenfu, can we take the brochure of Jinyiwei with us?" Song Nan asked coldly.

Hou Dabiao reached into his arms and took out a pamphlet with a rubbing and bowed it up and said, "Your Excellency, on page 79."

Song Nan nodded, slowly opened the top-secret pamphlet on the cover with a doubtful look, turned over 79 pages and looked at Zhou Dong a few times, "Lord Zhou, it's not too late to apologize to these three women now."

Zhou Dong sneered and said, "What's wrong with pretending to be mysterious? I have less company." After saying that, he walked away.

Wang Yong crossed his body and stretched out his strong arm to block the road. Zhou Dong said angrily, "Lord Song, what are you doing? This is not your wild place, and I, Zhou Dong, am not an ordinary person. Let you bully me.

Li Zeng, the guard eunuch, also looked gloomy and said, "Margrave Song, isn't it appropriate for you to do this? Is it possible to face the imperial envoy in front of the officials of Ningxia Town? Our family can't sit idly by."

Zhou Ang and He Jin also stood up with a gloomy face, and their hands had been put on the blade around their waist. Only the guerrilla general Qiu Yu sat motionless, staring at Song Nan thoughtfully.

An Weixue hurriedly whispered in Song Nan's ear, "Marquis... Give the subordinate a thin face. This is not a big deal. Why does it make everyone unhappy? Do you want to give face to the subordinates?"