Yi Fei was walking left and right on the street with the flow of people, when suddenly the sound of horses' hooves suddenly rose, and the crowd in front of him was in chaos, and they all dodged, and then nearly 100 iron horsemen wore helmets and armor, hugging an official dressed as a civil official, and rushed by. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The cavalry was exhausted, and the people in the streets gathered again, either doing business or having nothing to do and gossip. Yi Fei found a few people and asked about He Ying's residence, but those people either ignored him, or looked frightened and hurriedly walked away.

Yi Fei was puzzled, and in a blink of an eye, he saw a country man in homespun clothes sitting at the corner of the street, looking honest and honest, with a thick shoulder pad around his shoulders, and a bamboo flat shoulder beside him, and a thick rope tied around his head.

Yi Fei thought that the countryman was loyal and honest, and if he asked this person, he might be able to ask He Ying's address.

As soon as he approached the man, he stood up, pointed at Yi Fei and shouted, "Where did you come from, do you want to steal business? Do you know the rules here?"

Yi Fei was inexplicable and was about to speak, when a fat businessman came over and shouted at the man: "Hey, stick, Lao Tzu has goods here, and you can't take it yet!"

The man nodded hurriedly to the fat merchant and said with a smile: "Coming, coming", glared at Yi Fei fiercely, lifted the flat shoulder, and walked towards the fat merchant.

When Yi Fei saw that the man pulled the thick rope apart, wrapped the fat merchant's goods in three and two, tied them into two piles, shared them on his shoulders, and carried them away with a shaking.

Yi Fei saw that the man's figure was not strong, but he was carrying goods that were almost as tall as him, and he walked like flying, but the fat merchant fell behind him, running out of breath, thinking that this man had hundreds of catties of strength.

He walked around the street, and was about to ask someone again, but he had just refused, and he rarely interacted with people, and when he saw that everyone here seemed to be unkind, he didn't ask people again.

At this time, the porter from before hurried over, and when he saw that Yi Fei was still here, he said angrily: "Boy, don't leave yet, this is the territory of the 'Iron Shoulder Gang', if you want to do business here, you have to ask Ma Zhitutong if he agrees."

Yi Fei didn't expect this man to think that he was here to rob him of his business, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this time, a pungent smell of wine rushed over, and a drunken man walked over with his head shaking his head and shouted: "Ma Zhitu, you are bullying people again, aren't you? This young man is a scholar at first glance, can he be a porter? What are you doing with people robbing you of your business?"

Ma Zhitu seemed to be very afraid of the person who spoke, looked Yi Fei up and down, and said, "Scholar, hehe, I see that this kid is a flower child, Li, Mr. Li, the 'scholar' in this world, it turns out that you are dressed like this!"

Yi Fei saw that 'Mr. Li' was wearing a tattered Confucian robe, wearing a torn scholar's scarf on his head, he was about forty years old, he was really dressed as a scholar, but his clothes were full of oil stains and wine stains, he didn't say that he was a scholar, others would definitely think that he was a flower child.

Yi Fei looked at his clothes again, only to see the hem of the placket and the trouser legs full of torn holes, and then he realized that others thought he was a flower child, and they didn't want to pay attention to himself.

Yi Fei grew up in the wasteland since he was a child, and he did not pay attention to delicious food, gorgeous clothes, he fought and practiced martial arts with his deaf and dumb wife in the mountains these days, and sometimes tried light skills, and later ran in the barren mountains and mountains, a set of washed Confucian clothes had already been hung with holes everywhere for the mountains and thorns.

Mr. Li raised the wine gourd in his hand, took a sip of wine, and said to Yi Fei with drunken eyes: "'Yanque Anzhi Honghu', little brother, it's rare that we are all scholars, come, and have a glass of wine with me Li Qinglian!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to Rai Fei.

Yi Fei saw that he was dressed sloppily, but his hands were slender and clean, and his nails were neatly trimmed, so his heart moved, and he followed him.

The two men had not gone far when they heard the sound of horses' hooves again, and a group of heavily armed soldiers galloped through the street. Then the crowd on the street screamed, shouted, and became a mess.

At this time, an astonishing news spread like wings: the newly enthroned Zhao Dynasty Emperor Wucheng Emperor ordered the general Yu Wenlie to lead an army of 200,000 miles, which had arrived 200 miles away from Jingong City, and had sent an envoy to "Zhenxi Hou" He Jin to send an ultimatum, if He Jin was not easy to surrender, he would attack Jingong City in the near future. He Jin has issued a military order, and the whole city is under martial law to strictly prevent spies and rebellion.

Pedestrians were swept away from the streets, and most of the shops were closed.

Li Qinglian led Yi Fei through a few streets and turned into an alley, but there was a tavern in the alley, there were seven or eight seats in it, and there were a few coolie-looking people shouting and guessing the boxing order, all of them were red and red-eared, and their mouths were salivating. When those people saw Li Qinglian, they all greeted with their tongues open: "Li, Mr. Li ......", Li Qinglian shook her head and nodded, and chose a clean seat to beckon Yi Fei to sit down.

Li Qinglian said to Xiao Er: "Xiao Er, cut two catties of beef, beat five catties of sorghum, and then bring some peanuts and rice with wine......"

Xiao Er agreed, and after a while, he brought the wine and food.

The two sat down to drink, Yi Fei was not good at drinking, and only drank two cups slowly, so Li Qinglian did not persuade him, he took care of himself one cup after another, and after a while, he drank three catties of five catties of sorghum.

At this time, it was time for lunch, and there were more people who came to this tavern to eat, and they were dressed like some countrymen who worked and sold coolies, and the porter Ma Zhitu also came here to eat, and he bought a bowl of somen noodles, and asked Xiao Er to make two or two loose wines, and squatted in front of the door and ate it in a big gulp.

Yi Fei was very strong, although there was a lot of commotion in the tavern, he could hear that Ma Zhitu squinted at Li Qinglian, and muttered in his mouth: "Drink, drink, and don't make trouble, where did you get the money to drink wine and eat meat, and I don't know if the wronged boss will give him an account later!"

Yi Fei heard this as if he was saying it to himself, but he didn't care in his heart, he didn't spend money on weekdays, although his clothes were tattered at this time, there were still some silver taels in his package, which he and Yi Xue had saved by collecting medicine in the wasteland and grazing with the herdsmen.

This money is more than enough in this tavern to invite this Li Qinglian to drink.

Li Qinglian actually seemed to have heard the words of the horse, drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and said in a manly voice: "Little brother, come, cheers! You and I are both readers, and the poet fairy Li Bai has a poem: 'Life must be happy, don't make the golden bottle empty to the moon', little brother, I invite you to drink today, if you don't drink well, you will look down on me!"

Yi Fei had to accompany him for a drink.

Li Qinglian smiled proudly: "Little brother, you just eat meat and drink wine, this wine tent, I have my own district, well, the old man Yun 'eats and wears poorly, and he won't think about being poor for a lifetime'!"

He obviously said this to Ma Shitu, who was finishing eating noodles and drinking the glass of loose wine, choking on the wine in his trachea and coughing violently.

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