"You, you...... What are you doing? Huang Fei was frightened, he didn't expect this old man to be so powerful, he had to leave quickly, but would he also fall into the fate of Zhang Sheng......

The old man glanced at him gloomily and stepped forward. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Huang Fei swallowed his saliva and couldn't help but take a step back.

"Get out!" The hoarse voice seemed to come out of the old man's chest.

"What do you say?" No one dared to talk to him like this since he was a child, and if he escaped now, it was difficult to say whether he would be beaten, mainly because he would lose face in front of Situ Yu.

The aunt, who had been smiling and watching, hurriedly stepped forward to grab the old man at this time, and said haha, "Hey, people are guests, you can't treat them like this." ”

He turned his head to Huang Fei and said, "It's okay, it's okay, the little boy can go, this person just wants to get something for nothing, and he deserves it." Her fat fingers pointed at Zhang Sheng, who was tumbling in pain on the ground.

Huang Fei looked at Zhang Sheng, who couldn't speak, and suddenly felt a little glad that he had spent a thousand taels to buy a life, looking around with envy or frightened eyes, and finally looking at Situ Yu, who was still expressionless, it seems that their fate is the same as Zhang Sheng......

"Yes, is that so, that boy is leaving." Huang Fei was afraid of the old man, first took a few small steps, and disappeared as soon as he turned to the corner of the alley.

The aunt first helped the old man to continue to sit on the small bench in front of the stove, and then said with a smile: "Don't mind, our family is a little bad-tempered, as long as you follow the rules, we won't embarrass you?" ”

"What's the rules?" Shi Jin's face was dark, and he was dressed in a black robe, which was completely indistinguishable in the night.

"What a rule, that's easy to say." The aunt was still smiling, and the folds on her face squeezed out her eyes.

"You've all come, we've been doing business here for several years, if it weren't for the big people on it, we wouldn't dare to do this kind of severed head business, so ah, you can rest assured, last year's champion Lang Fu Wentao, you all know it, that's our guest."

"Now people can sit on the Ministry of Rites, so, I have to believe that Auntie I will not lie to you, and our old man will not embarrass you, these two days, business is very good, we are also busy, if there is anything to say, I will say it directly, save the time of you busy people, hahaha."

She spoke as if an ordinary woman were chatting idly, but strangely enough, when she spoke, no one spoke, but was silent, and looked at her with a gloomy face, and the strange old man sat on a small bench with his back on his back, and from time to time he added wood to the stove and made a fire.

"And what if you don't have that much money on you?" This time it was another yellow-clothed scholar who spoke, obviously more tempting.

"That's easy to do, you just go with us on a trip, it's no worse than the temple over there, write a letter to your parents, relatives and friends, we will send someone to send it to you, and after receiving the silver, you can take the topic, you can go to the Spring Festival, and then it's all the way to the clouds!"

"Cut, it must be a lie, it's illegal to buy and sell spring dumplings without permission, so I'm not fooled." The other scholar pushed the bowl in front of him, stood up and prepared to leave.

Zhang Sheng was beaten because he didn't want to give money to know the Chunqiu question, he was different, he was admitted to the Gongsheng with his own strength, although the Chunfu question is more tempting, but I don't know that he can also be a Jinshi.

However, it was too late.

Immediately, a piece of firewood the thickness of a small arm smashed over, and he was instantly knocked unconscious, his eyes were black, and he fell to the ground fiercely.

Everyone here, from the moment they sit down, is destined to embark on a road of no return, either becoming an accomplice or missing the triennial spring.

"Oh yo, that's a lie here, you also look at the refreshing Huang Gongzi just now, the opportunity is reserved for those who are prepared, if it drags on like this, your aunt and I don't have much patience!"

The aunt's face began to look bad, so she pulled up her apron and carefully wiped her fat fingers.

After waiting for a long time, the man in yellow took out a silver ticket of 1,000 taels from the insole, bought a bowl of wontons, poured the wontons and soup directly on the bluestone floor, glanced at the oil lamp, and immediately waved his sleeves and left as soon as he put the bowl down.

Later, two or three more were handed over one after another, after all, this is the capital, and anyone who comes out to take the spring exam will carry a few large silver tickets.

But the remaining dozen or so people could only stare dryly, those who wanted to run did not dare to run, and those who wanted to buy had no silver.

There were a few people who were not afraid of death who wanted to take advantage of the night to slip away quietly, but the old man seemed to have eyes on the back of his head, and without exception he was knocked unconscious by the sticks he threw out.

The remaining seven or eight men just sat and did nothing, neither running away nor taking money.

"What's the matter, you're still sitting and drinking tea? The old lady doesn't have that many dragon wells for you to drink. After counting the money, the aunt looked at them and sat with her head bowed in a daze, and her face began to look unkind.

"Why are there a group of poor sour talents who came to the exam this year, one by one poor scum, in my opinion, you can't even take out a thousand taels, don't think about being admitted to the Jinshi, all go home and farm!"

"How can you insult us scholars like this, money is something outside the body, the so-called rich and noble cannot be lewd, the poor and lowly cannot be moved, and the mighty cannot be bent, no matter what others do, the scholar should have integrity, besides, you are ...... this kind of business"

"Stop, stop, what kind of rich and poor people, don't mention it to me, as the saying goes, it's useless to be a scholar, and if you don't have money, you don't want to take the exam, I feel." The aunt got impatient and stretched out her leg to kick the small bench where the old man was sitting.

Shi Jin suddenly became vigilant, is he going to make a move!

But the old man didn't get up, but stooped down and pulled out a box from under the cart, took out a small yellow-brown cylinder from it, and threw it into the stove.

"Poisonous smoke!" Shi Jin immediately covered his mouth and nose, but found that it was too late, as soon as the brown item entered the fire, yellow smoke came out, and it rang out and burned violently.

The thick yellow smoke quickly covered the whole alley, and the people around fell to the ground one by one, and strangely enough, the old man and the aunt closest to the stove neither covered their mouths and noses nor took any antidote, but still stood like that.

Could it be that this is a poison that can only be effective when two harmless drugs are mixed together, is it ...... Wonton Bar......

Xian'er once said that there is such a thing in the land of the Southern Barbarians, I am afraid that those two people are from the Southern Barbarians......

No, the smoke became more and more pungent, even if Shi Jin immediately sealed his acupoint, he still felt a burst of dizziness, and his head became heavier and heavier.

At the last second of fainting, the last thought in her mind was that Rong Jing didn't eat the bowl of wontons......