The New Year's Festival has only passed a few days, the business travel has not passed, and the post road is sluggish. The pen is www.biquge.info and the light rain has been falling for several days, and the road is not easy to walk, and there are fewer people on the road.

In a post house a hundred miles outside Chang'an City, two small caravans suddenly lived in on the same day, and several envoys of unknown rank were swept away.

The two caravans were not large, with a total of only about twenty people, and two leaders. One with a broad chest and a round belly, a solid body and heavy bones like an iron tower, entered the front room hall from the outside under the hug of several people. The other was a little thinner, perhaps arriving early, occupying a table in the back.

"This drop of rain has been falling for several days, like a girl's tears, endlessly haunting people." The leader of the caravan scolded and took off the soft hat from his head and slapped it all over his body to shake off the raindrops on his body.

The people at the table at the door were all stained with flying droplets, and the food on the tall square table also fell a little, and the people at the table were slightly displeased, but they didn't say anything.

The merchant complained and ignored the rest of the shop, and when he had slapped himself all over his body, he kicked the bench at the other table away, and sat down with a golden sword.

The handyman of the post house came up to greet him, poured tea, and wiped the table, very attentive, as if he was a regular customer.

The merchant picked up the teacup on the table, touched his lips, and sprayed it on the ground with a "poof", and the tea mixed with spit splashed everywhere. "You tea, do you want to send the peddler's pawn? I only ask you, the people from the Wei Mansion are here, and you also serve this tea? ”

The miscellaneous servants kept accompanying him, facing the tea on the table, I don't know whether to clean it up, or keep it as usual, I was embarrassed for a moment, and sighed: "I beg Zhao Lang to understand, our small post house, it is such a season, nothing can be supplied, Zhao Lang is here, there is still a cup of tea to eat......"

The handyman quietly glanced at the table inside, and lowered his voice: "The one in the Wei State Mansion also eats this tea." He raised his chin to the table at the door again: "However, the serious official family is here, and there is only clear water soup cakes, where is there tea to eat......

That Zhao Lang suppressed some anger a little, and commanded in a rough voice: "Those bags in the backyard, quickly order someone to move into the warehouse, and carefully teach the rain to turn off the color and deteriorate the appearance, take you people is to ask." ”

The miscellaneous servants responded one after another, and hurriedly fled to the backyard. After running two steps, he remembered something, and suddenly retracted his steps, but when he turned around again, his face became more and more stiff.

Zhao ...... Zhao Alang. He stammered: "The warehouse, the warehouse has been piled up, and there is no ...... There's nowhere else to move. ”

The call Zhao Lang slapped on the table, Huo Di stood up from the bench, and held the front placket of the miscellaneous servant in one hand: "I might as well tell you directly, a certain belt is the Yue Jin named by Liufu, what is the price of Yue Jin, you should also know, and it is an object to be sent to the East Palace, if it is taught to rain and go to the appearance, how to say!" ”

The handyman wanted to cry without tears, and trembled and stretched out his hand to the table inside: "Sun Lang, Sun Lang has arrived first, and the silver charcoal brought by Sun Lang has been put down in the warehouse......

The thin man who had been sitting silently at the table inside suddenly grinned at them, stood up and stepped forward: "Zhao Lang admitted, it's really unfortunate that he actually taught him to take the lead one step earlier and take the lead." ”

That Zhao Lang put aside the miscellaneous servants, and arched his hand indifferently: "Sun Lang is polite, in this case, how about freeing up half of the warehouse for me to put the goods?" ”

"It's not a brother, I'm stingy." The thin Sun Lang spread his hands: "The more Jin can't see the water, and the silver charcoal can't get wet." Yue Jin wants to go to the East Palace, but my silver charcoal is the charcoal of Princess Gaoyang in the Wei Mansion. ”

Zhao Lang has strong shoulders and a round waist, and his temperament is as violent as his face, when he heard this, he slapped the table and shouted: "Sun Monkey, you don't use the emperor's relatives to bluff people, I don't know what you are looking at?" As he spoke, he waved his hand at the people he had brought, "Copy the guys, go to the barn, and throw the charcoal out to me!" Even if you tear down the barn, you have to make room for me! ”

"Which one dare!" Sun Lang raised his eyebrows, and his voice sharpened.

Zhao Lang stepped forward and grabbed it: "Why don't you dare!" Relying on the princess who has surrendered to show off her might, you are only capable of this idea. Now that she has become the daughter-in-law of the minister's family, how can she still cross the East Palace! ”

Where could Sun Lang withstand the iron tower-like Zhao Lang's pushing, with only one arm, he fell on the square table behind him, shouting at the top of his voice: "Amazing!" Amazing! You can also say that the family affairs of heaven are also yours, I see that you will be unveiled tomorrow! ”

Sun Lang was weak, but the people with him were not weak, so he stepped forward with a call, surrounded Zhao Lang, and followed with his fists and feet.

The handyman hid in the corner and looked at it for a while, and when he saw the two fighting, he didn't dare to stay longer, so he jumped into the backyard and went to find the postman. The table at the door had no intention of evading, but turned back to watch the battle steadfastly.

The benches in the hall were broken a few times, and the square table was destroyed by two, and Yi Cheng Fang squeezed into the noisy melee with his head protected, and waved around: "Everyone, everyone...... Stop, what do you say......"

Yi Cheng was a little older, and his persuasion was fruitless, and he caught a glimpse of the table at the door watching the battle. He suddenly remembered that there should be a beard-looking lieutenant in that table, who could probably be a savior, so he hurriedly bypassed the chaos that was in a mess, and shook it again and again towards the table near the door, begging in his mouth: "I beg the lieutenant for mercy, so I can persuade them, don't teach them to demolish my post house." ”

There were four people at the table, and the man who was the first to stand at the top looked like a bearded man, with a high straight nose, a deep face, brown eyes and brown hair, and sat firmly like a pine. Hearing Yicheng's plea, he turned his gaze back from the scuffle and asked in a deep voice: "Now the official post in Chang'an, can the merchants also live?" ”

Yi Cheng hurriedly explained: "Where are they ordinary merchants. One is running around for the Liufu to buy, and the other is working for the Wei Mansion, Lieutenant, tell me, which one of them can be convicted by a petty official like me? ”

"And the golden branch and jade leaf in the East Palace and the Duke of Wei's mansion have always been to ...... the Martian Son" Yi Cheng didn't dare to say more, and slapped himself: "This is really a good fight, it should be beaten...... Du Wei is not strange, and he also asked to relieve the two first. He stopped talking hurriedly, shook deeply, and refused to get up.

The half-captain Hu Duwei pondered for a while, and seemed unwilling to get involved in the slave fight, but it was indeed embarrassing to make such a scene in this post house.

Just as he was hesitating, the woman in the bearded robe sitting on the other side of the square table chuckled lightly and said crisply: "Yi Cheng is confused, how can the captain pay attention to the slave fight?" Only when he opened his mouth did he realize that although he was dressed in a robe and a hat, he was a son of the Tang family.

She stood up, straightened her robe, and smiled at the lieutenant, "Ayan Moli, I'll take care of the matter for you." ”

The man half-closed his eyes and nodded slightly.

The other two people at the table, the older one said casually: "Lady, be careful." ”

The other half-year-old young man said the absurd Heluo official dialect: "Sister Gu wants a helper?" ”

This table is Fu Tanyan, Feng Ling, Han Meng and Han Shilang, who are close to Chang'an, staying in the post house to rest, preparing to enter Beijing tomorrow. (To be continued.) )