Chapter 63: Chartering the Inn

When it was dark, Yan Le and the others found an inn in a small town to rest. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Seeing their posture and outfit, the shopkeeper did not dare to slack off at all, and hurriedly led Chang Di and Yan Le to visit the guest room.

Yan Le proudly threw down ten gold leaves, and said: "We have all covered this inn tonight, and you will clear the rest of the people, and I will compensate them for the double share of the room money." ā€

The shopkeeper's panic, by the huge temptation of the gold leaf, sent the ghost to ask the guests to check out.

Xiao Er didn't dare to snub a few trenchers, and hurriedly accompanied the shopkeeper to urge people to check out.

Those people lived well, and now they were told that the inn had been rented by a particularly wealthy man, and although they were indignant, they were returned twice the price of the room, and they gave up.

The guards drove the horses to the stables in the backyard and tied them up, and Yan Lechong shouted to the anxious shopkeeper in front of a guest room on the second floor: "Have you finished clearing the people, hurry up and let the kitchen prepare dinner, I ...... master" He changed his words and said: "Uncle, I'm hungry, go cook!" ā€

The shopkeeper was still standing still, and he couldn't help but be angry: "Hurry up, what are you doing there!" ā€

The shopkeeper confided the truth in embarrassment and said: "There is a guest here who refuses to check out, saying that he has paid the room but has not lived long enough, and he must stay enough before leaving." ā€

It's really strange that he refused to leave after returning twice the house money. This man should leave early tomorrow morning when the house money is due, is it different to leave early and late, it is clear that he is doing something.

When Yan Le heard this, his brows furrowed, who dared to challenge his prestige?

It just so happens that everything has not been going well for him in the past two days, so it's good to find someone to vent his anger.

Yan Le climbed up to the second floor from the wooden ring ladder, and walked from the backyard to the front hall after freshening up, seeing that Yan Le was in a hurry and seemed to be about to jump up to the second floor like a fight.

"What are you doing, flustered?" Chang Di doesn't like the reckless appearance of the people around him.

"I have something to do, Miss Chang, you go to the dining room and wait, and the meal will start immediately."

Chang Di frowned in displeasure, but Yan Le didn't bother to pay attention to her at this time, and threw his whole heart on the person who dared to disobey his orders.

Is...... It's so unbelievable!

In the past, as soon as he stood at the gate of the palace, the guards guarding the door stepped forward to curry favor and flattery, even if it was the imperial guards around the first emperor, they had to give him three points of face.

Now in this small inn, there is such a bold person who does not know the height of the sky.

Yan Le stood in front of the door and coughed, and the shopkeeper immediately stepped aside and let the trench come out in person.

Outside the inn, there was a rustling rain, Chang Di heard the sound and opened the window, looking outside, the white drizzle was very elegant in the ink-like air, very beautiful.

She reached out to catch them, and the coolness of the night soaked in her palms.

Yan Le glanced at Chang Di standing at the window, and said with concern: "Don't blow the night breeze for too long, be careful of catching a cold." ā€

If he suffers the cold and returns to Xianyang, he will be punished again.

The shopkeeper snorted twice, and Yan Le came back to his senses and knocked on the door twice: "Is anyone there?" ā€

The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched, uncle, aren't you talking nonsense?

There was no one in the room to answer.

The shopkeeper reminded: "That guest officer has lived in the small shop for more than half a month, and every day he has people send three jars of wine to the room, and it is estimated that he is drunk at this time, and he may fall asleep." ā€

This time it was Yan Le's turn to look at the sky speechlessly.

Changdi was so far away that he couldn't hear what they were saying.

I saw that Yan Le seemed to be very angry, and then kicked the door and went in angrily.

Yan Le was no longer a child, so Chang Di wouldn't worry about him, so he stood in front of the window for a while and left.

When Yan Le broke in, he regretted it, and even had the urge to cover his face and flee.

A man made a bathtub in the center of the house, and then bathed like a beauty, both coquettish and amorous.

Hiss ~ Wonderful!

No wonder I heard the faint sound of water outside, and thought it was rain.

Zhang Zifang also looked confused, and immediately reacted after a while that he was gone, and the jade body was looked at all over the place.

The roots of the ears were red.

With a "bang", Zhang Zifang spun up from the bathtub, grabbed the clothes on the wooden frame and draped them on his body, and the cloth clothes could cover his strong body, but Yan Le's eyesight has always been excellent, and his eyes are straight.

Zhang Zifang didn't know that Yan Le had just looked at him without shying away from it, hurriedly tied his waist with a strip of cloth, and turned around.

"Shopkeeper, I'm taking a shower, why didn't you come in without knocking." Zhang Zifang said irritably, glancing at Yan Le.

Zhang Zifang's hair was loosely on his shoulders, still dripping with water, and his thin clothes were close to his body, revealing a strong back line. Yan Le gasped, his cheeks burned slightly, and he withdrew his stinging gaze.

The shopkeeper apologized: "Gongzi Zhang, this guest officer has sold the entire inn, everyone has checked out, and you are the only one left...... Me, I'll pay you three times as much, okay? ā€

Ten gold leaves, five years of profit from the inn.

The shopkeeper said in a very friendly and consultative tone, and after Zhang Zifang heard the reason, he glanced at Yan Le again, but the previous glance was a scrutiny and hostility. Now this glance is disdain, contempt.

Disdain, contempt. This was a treatment that Yan Le had never received, and he was instantly annoyed.

"Uncle, I'll pay you ten times, hurry up and pack up your things and leave." Yan Le thought he was very powerful and domineering, and strode and sat on the only bamboo chair in the room.

Zhang Zifang sneered: "Why, can you act recklessly with a few dollars?" ā€

Or, with the long sword at his waist?

Zhang Zifang himself is also a practitioner, and his swordsmanship is not bad, so he will not be afraid of him.

Sure enough, Yan Le, the two hundred and five, drew the long sword on his waist, and the cold sword light frightened the shopkeeper's calves to cramp.

The shopkeeper was so frightened that his legs became weak, and he hurriedly persuaded him: "Zhang Gongzi, Yan Gongzi is a distinguished guest of the shop, he has a vigorous personality, and he has a weapon, I am afraid that he will hurt you." The shopkeeper gave him a string of copper plates and said, "The old man can't stand you, hurry up and leave, there are other inns across the street." ā€

"What are you going to go, you came to urge me before, and my room will expire tomorrow, so I'll leave tomorrow."

Zhang Zifang is not afraid of the ground, he is not afraid of causing trouble.

But his eyes when he looked at Yan Le had a little deep meaning, which was incomprehensible, like a cat-and-mouse banter.

Yan Le was completely enraged, holding the beautiful and dazzling sword flower and shooting at Zhang Zifang, Zhang Zifang lowered his eyes, raised his eyes and smiled: "The shopkeeper, you dodge a little, it will not be good to hurt you." ā€

Then he raised his hand and lifted a pincer, and grabbed Yan Le's hand holding the sword. Seeing this, Yan Le was unwilling to be restrained by him, let go of the sword, and caught the sword with his other hand.

Zhang Zifang stretched out his hand to grab it, Yan Le's eyes stirred up a shock, and he quickly backhanded the split, Zhang Zifang frowned, took a step back and dodged the sword.

"Boy, the skills are not bad, I didn't see it." Yan Le was intrigued.

Zhang Zifang smiled indifferently and said, "Thank you for the compliment." ā€

The shopkeeper was so frightened that he went down to the second floor and hid under the counter on the first floor with his head in his hands.

It was so terrible that he actually took in a pair of evil gods and started fighting.

"Smack-"

The sound of wood being chopped up came from the room, followed by Yan Le's abuse, then the sound of cracking, and the sound of "bang-la-la-la" water.