There's no way, Xiao Han is just rushing ducks to the shelves.

Among the three of them, Cheng Biting Jin was unreliable at all.

Luo Shixin is reliable, but he is the master who can't beat a fart with three sticks.

After thinking about it, he had to let him go shirtless.

However, before it was put on the shelves, I felt that the interrogation should be very technical, but when I really started doing it, Xiao Han found that the interrogation process might not be troublesome.

Get Lao Cheng to his side and stuff him with a homemade mace......

Xiao Han asked a question, as long as the person answering hesitated slightly, then Xiao Han would subconsciously close his eyes, because the next scene was a little cruel......

This intermittent screaming continued for a long time.

Those men in the army had a poor sense of confidentiality, and they were beaten by Cheng Jin with a mallet, and their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, except for the bearded man and Er Zhuhuan, everyone else only hated that they were late in explaining!

Later, one by one, they even confessed to peeking at the widow next door taking a bath when they were children, just asking Cheng Yanjin to stay away from them!

The sky finally lit up.

It snowed in the middle of the night, and when I woke up in the morning, the huge Pingyang City became a world covered in silver.

On the main road outside the inn, there are also gradually pedestrians.

The guy who got up early in the shop next door pushed aside the soft snow in front of the door with a big broom, and complained to his acquaintances about the inexplicable shouts that came from time to time last night.

"Man, let's have a few bowls of noodles and put more marinade!"

After a busy night, Xiao Han and Cheng Yanjin yawned and came to the inn lobby, just opened their mouths to shout, their eyes swept away, but they suddenly found that something seemed to be wrong with the inn.

In the lobby of the inn, the messy scene that was plagued by them yesterday has now been put in place, and even the sets of tables and chairs have been replaced with new ones.

It's just that no matter how Xiao Han looks at it, he feels a little awkward, and after thinking about it carefully, he realizes that it seems to be a little deserted here! In a huge lobby, except for him and Cheng Biting Jin, there are only a few guys left, and the shopkeeper with a sad face.

"Huh? What about people? ”

Muttering, Xiao Han raised his head violently and looked at the second floor again.

Sure enough, the rooms that were full yesterday are now all wide open, and the people inside have long since disappeared.

"Hey, shopkeeper, where are your guests?" Looking around, Xiao Han rubbed his neck and shouted strangely at the short shopkeeper at the counter.

"They all left, and they left the room overnight yesterday, and a few didn't even ask for a deposit."

Hearing Xiao Han's question, the shopkeeper with a resentful face had not yet spoken, and a slightly clear voice came from the side of the lobby.

"Who?!"

Xiao Han looked for the voice, turned his head to look, but found that it was a young man, who was walking towards them.

Behind him, there was also a middle-aged man dressed as a groom, who was looking at himself and Cheng Yanjin with a cautious face at the moment.

"Hehe, in Xia Wang Fuqi, I have seen two! I don't know what the two of you call them? When the young man saw Xiao Han looking over, he first gave him a slight salute, and when he straightened up, he asked with a smile.

Cheng Yanjin raised his eyelids, glanced up and down at the master and servant, and then said lukewarmly: "Wang Fuqi? Haven't heard of it! As for the two of us, it's just a passerby, see you today, don't you tomorrow, you don't need to call it!

Ay? Buddy! Where's our face! Why not! I want to starve to death! ”

Cheng Yanjin's words were unceremoniously, and he ignored Wang Fuji's intention to get acquainted.

Seeing this, Xiao Han immediately understood.

This is not that Lao Cheng is deliberately setting up a score, but at this juncture, he doesn't want to make any more extraneous branches and provoke more right and wrong.

"Oh, it's a pity! Wang Fuqi, this is Wang Fuqi......"

There was a secret pity in his heart, but in the end, Xiao Han turned his head silently like Cheng Biting Jin, without saying a word.

The name Wang Fuzhen may be a little unfamiliar to many people!

But when it comes to his father and son, Xiao Han understands that it is really not ordinarily famous!

In the past, the great Confucian Wang Tong who had a relationship with him once! That is, the cow man whose protégés are all over the Tang Dynasty is Wang Fuji's father!

And Wang Fuzhen's son is an invincible cowman who cuts wires with a kitchen knife and sparks and lightning all the way!

Since he was a child, he has been very intelligent, and at the age of fourteen, he wrote the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" that is enough to shine on the entire Tang Dynasty poetry circle!

(There is also research that it was written when he was 25 years old, but even so, it was a big cow!) Such a psalm would not have been able to be written even if Coke lived another two hundred and fifty years...... ）

'The sunset and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water grows together in the sky'

'It is difficult to cross the mountain, who is sad and lost?' When they meet in Pingshui, they are all guests from other places. ’

The only person who can write this kind of poem at such a young age is one of the four masters of the early Tang Dynasty, the peerless prodigy Wang Boye!

Xiao Han turned his head and sighed secretly in his heart.

Wang Fuzhen, who came over, looked stunned.

As the eldest son of the Wang family, he was supported and stammered everywhere he went, and it was the first time in his life that he was snubbed like today.

However, he is everyone's son in the end, and he is used to seeing the world!

Faced with this embarrassing situation, Wang Fuqi was only stunned for a moment, and soon returned to his open-minded appearance at the beginning.

Smiling under the table behind Xiao Han, Wang Fuqi also shouted to the guy: "Come to a bowl of noodles, put more marinade!" ”

The noodles were served quickly this time.

I don't know if it's with that young man, there are indeed a lot of soup marinade!

In the sea bowl with a large head, half of it was stewed with diced meat, and Xiao Han turned over three chopsticks, and then turned out the snow-white noodles below.

"Slippery ......"

Picking up the bowl, Xiao Han and Cheng Biting Jin were not polite, holding the bowl in one hand and desperately pulling it into their mouths with chopsticks in the other, and the sound of eating noodles was endless! and Wang Fuyi, who is slow and elegant, are simply two extremes.

When he was young, Cheng Yanjin and Xiao Han threw the bowl on the table almost at the same time.

The bowls with large human heads are as clean as dogs licking, and it is impossible to tell what they once contained.

"Full?" Cheng Yanjin leaned on the back of the chair, touching his stomach while asking Xiao Han with a full gap.

Xiao Han is rolling his eyes now, there is indeed something in this family's hand-rolled noodles......

"When you're full, let's go, go back and rest......"

Standing up with difficulty, Xiao Han was just about to grab Cheng Yanjin and return to the courtyard, but outside the inn, there was a sound of messy footsteps.

"This is it!"

Soon, mixed with the sound of footsteps, someone shouted!

Xiao Han suddenly heard this movement a little familiar, and subconsciously looked back and looked out, and when he saw the person clearly, he was immediately happy!

Isn't this the guy who lived on the second floor yesterday and was almost scared to death by a knife?