There was a soft bang, and the head of the bodyguard who was clamoring for a woman just now couldn't even care about the wine bowl in his hand falling to the ground, he held the handle of the knife at his waist with his right hand, and quickly retreated to the corner of the wall.

All the merchants in the lobby gave him the same reaction, including Zhang Qing in the vegetable garden, and they all rushed to the wall with a flexible fit that did not match their figures, leaning against the wall, holding the weapon, and staring at the young soldiers in red whose smiles were gradually stiffening.

"Uh......"

Xu Daizhuo felt a little embarrassed.

They had come to break into the thieves' den, and in order to provoke the other party to make the first move, they even hid their pistols in their arms, leaving only a protective saber outside.

However, as soon as they entered, they found that in the eyes of the thieves, it seemed that they were more terrible.

Didn't you see that although they were like blowing up their hair, they didn't pull out their blades?

It is clear that these blood-licking smugglers are even more reluctant to start a conflict in the first place.

It is true that no one wants to cause conflict.

Because their red uniforms are so famous.

And the reputation of the young soldier is even more terrifying.

This is actually very easy to understand, the red-clothed soldiers only dragged the invincible Tartar Khan to Quancheng during the Chinese New Year the year before last and scraped it, and there are storytellers in the market who say that a red-clothed soldier can fight a hundred Tartars, which is ...... to killing pigs, not as easy as slaughtering chickens.

The redcoat soldiers are so fierce that no one in the world can fight against them, and the most ferocious of the redcoats are the red-clothed young soldiers.

This is better understood, young soldiers may not be able to fight much, but young soldiers are never afraid of heaven and earth, and the younger the young soldiers, the more ruthless they will kill people.

Last year, the red-clothed army attacked Jin Province, and it is said that the prince of Jin Province once asked the Mengwu Great Khan to send troops to help in the battle, but in a valley, there were more than 100 red-clothed young soldiers like these young men, and all 100,000 Mengwu people were killed at once.

The storyteller said that the young men in red had cut off the heads of the Muguls that had filled the entire valley, and now walking through the valley, you could see the headless Tartar ghosts howling to get their heads back - at this time, pedestrians only need to bring a red cloth and light it up, and the ghosts will be scared away, but without it, the ghosts will take your head!

The smugglers all went to the Muguls to avoid being discovered, and they did not know where this valley was, whether they would pass through the haunted valley or not, but for safety, each of them prepared a red cloth.

Well, now the ghost hasn't been seen yet, but the ghost maker has come to the door.

"What should I do?" Zhang Ning whispered helplessly: "Look at this way, they won't strike first." ”

"Gotta give it a try."

As he spoke, Xu Daizhuo walked to the counter of the wine in the lobby, and said to Zhang Qing, who was standing against the wall behind him, "Serve." ”

Zhang Qing slid two steps along the wall, retreated to a small door, and then mustered up the courage to ask, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"Here's a roasted whole sheep, twenty steamed cakes, and five catties of cooked meat."

Xu Daizhuo said: "Our horses are still outside, feed more beans and drink more water......

He paused for a moment, because he remembered that the kid in the shop had spilled all the water.

But it doesn't matter, I'm here to trouble them.

"Big money, little gold!" Zhang Qing shouted loudly: "Did you hear it! Feed the horses! ”

The children were always sensitive, and when they entered the door, they found that there seemed to be something unusual about the visitor who had come today, and the other guests were terrified—the expression was familiar to them, as if they had seen the whip of the host's mother-in-law.

Therefore, while Zhang Qing and the smugglers stood against the wall, the six children all stabbed and deftly burrowed under the table.

That's the safest place they can find.

No one wanted to come out of the "safe zone", but the owner's order could not be disobeyed, just like the owner asked them to carry water and they could only go, Xiao Jin Daqian and other children hesitantly got out from under the table, and looked at Xu Daizhuo who gave them candy with pitiful eyes, as if expecting some miracle to happen.

A miracle happened.

"Master asked you to feed the horses, didn't you hear?"

Xu Daizhuo sneered and said to Zhang Qing:

"Master's horses are all good horses worth more than 100 taels, if those children feed the horses badly, the master will burn your shop."

"This ......"

Zhang Qing was keenly aware that these little cubs in red were specially here to find trouble.

Horses are indeed good horses (people are regular army war horses, and they know that it is impossible to use inferior horses), but war horses are actually not squeamish than bad horses, they are all fed to horses, as long as they add more beans and drink more water, there is no saying that the horses are fed.

Just as he was hesitating, he heard a squeak, a wooden door on the second floor opened, and a plump and disheveled woman came out, leaning lazily on the wooden railing of the corridor on the second floor, and looking down:

"Boss, what's wrong? Noisy and noisy disturbing dreams. ”

"Whoever dares to make trouble will fight ...... Goo. ”

When she saw the scene below, the woman swallowed the rest of the words with her mouth closed.

In the lobby, a young man in red was blocking the door, another was confronting her man at the counter, and eight people were in groups of four, lined up on both sides, staring at the smugglers clinging to the wall.

At a glance, you know that this group of cubs is here to kill.

It's just that they didn't do it directly, obviously because they had some concerns.

Dominatrix straightened her messy clothes, walked down from the second floor quickly, walked to Zhang Qing's side and whispered, "What's the matter?" ”

"They told us to feed the horses." Zhang Qing replied with a frowning face.

"Then let the big money and the little money go to them."

"They told us to go."

Knock on the table, Xu Daizhuo knocked on the table impatiently: "Why, you don't even feed the horse when you open the door to do business?" ”

As he spoke, he also took out a cowhide wallet like a real waste wood ya, and took out a Chinese banknote with a face value of ten taels from it and slapped it on the counter:

"Master is rich!"

He deliberately slowed down his movements so that everyone could see the thick banknotes in his wallet, as well as the gold watch on his wrist.

Xu Daizhuo once heard that smugglers are all instant businessmen and bandits, and if they see an opportunity to make a lot of money, they will definitely take risks.

However, none of the legendary people who saw the money paid attention to this wallet.

"Go feed the horses." The dominatrix said to Zhang Qing: "Listen to him, they are here to find fault and kill people, don't mess with him." ”

Zhang Qing agrees with this opinion, since he can't afford to provoke him, then he can only be obedient, it seems that as long as he doesn't give the other party a chance to make a move, these little cubs who are looking for trouble have nothing to do.

Therefore, it is better to feed the horses than to be cut down.

Zhang Qing left the counter and circled around Xu Daizhuo for most of the time to avoid his saber attack range.

Xu Daizhuo's knife was a famous knife given by Li Feihu when he was born, this thing is useless against enemies with armor, but for people without armor, the lethality is extremely terrifying.

The Great Zhou in Jiangnan often imported this kind of weapon, so the smugglers also knew very well that this thing was not used to bluff people, and it was impossible to draw it casually.

Zhang Qing walked to the foot of the table, picked up the wooden bucket that Xiaojin had thrown and asked, "Where is the water?" ”

"Spilled ......," replied Kim in a whisper back under the table.

"Call again."

In the past, Zhang Qing, who got this kind of answer, would definitely beat Xiao Jin to the ground, but he didn't want to do it now—it was better to save his energy and feed this group of god-killing horses.

"Yes." Xiao Jin didn't want to fetch water, not to mention that she had just come back, but she also knew that the atmosphere was not right now, so she could only agree.

At this time, a miracle happened again.

Xu Daizhuo turned his head slightly and said to Zhang Qing:

"Let your mother-in-law fetch water."