Neither is Yang Jian.

Although his little arms and short legs are very difficult to walk in the snow of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, he stubbornly refuses to let Xu Geng carry him, in his eyes, Xu Geng is over seventy years old, and his back is a little burdened, how can he let his grandfather carry his own truth again?

"It doesn't matter, come on, Jian'er, let grandpa carry you, the snow is starting to melt a little today, and the road is too difficult to walk."

Xu Geng is insisting.

"No, grandpa, I can walk by myself, come, I'll drag grandpa's hand!"

Yang Jian looked like an adult, holding Xu Geng with one hand, and trying to support Xu Geng's back as hard as possible, but unfortunately his arm was too short to reach at all.

"Mmmm, thank you good grandson, grandpa is very happy-"

Xu Geng's old tears were almost splashed on Suzaku Street on the spot.

The night of Chang'an Avenue began to gradually spread, the shops on the side of the road also began to light candles, and the lanterns that were hung before also began to light at this moment.

Yang Jian, Xu Geng, and his grandson helped each other all the way to their homes.

But just as they passed a street corner, they suddenly heard the sound of two loud voices as if they were scolding each other in the street, and the surrounding crowd was full of people watching the excitement.

Yang Jian is most disgusted with this kind of onlookers, the 5,000-year-old broad culture has also handed down a lot of dross, such as onlookers are not small, and they are afraid that it will not be big when they see the excitement, and they will fan the flames for you, and if they make it big, they will look good and lively.

That's probably what happened now.

Because Yang Jian heard someone shouting, "Hit him!" ”

"Catch him!"

"Beat him to death!"

"Kick him in the crotch!"

Yang Jian felt that his little brother was nervous when he heard this.

The culture of violence has a long history.

"Yang Jian, you stand here, grandpa go over!"

Xu Geng frowned when he heard the voice, briefly explained to his grandson, and squeezed into the crowd.

The old guy also likes to watch the excitement so much, Yang Jian muttered in his heart, and when he wanted to stop it, Xu Geng's figure had already disappeared into the crowd.

However, less than three seconds later, Yang Jian heard a terrible scream coming from inside.

"Grandpa—"

When Yang Jian heard it, the scream just now was indeed the voice of Xu Geng's old thing who loved to watch the excitement!

Yang Jian saw that the situation was not good, and quickly squeezed into the crowd. Fortunately, he is now small, and he found a breakthrough by rushing left and right in the gap of the crowd three times and two times, and when he fell inside, he found that Xu Geng had fallen to the ground, and when he heard that there seemed to be a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he was lying on the ground humming and chirping.

What's going on? Yang Jian was also a little dumbfounded, didn't Old Man Xu just squeeze in? What did he come in for? And, why was he beaten?

"Grandpa, how are you?"

Yang Jian looked at Xu Geng, who was bloodstained, his voice was full of crying, and he stretched out his little arm to rub it on Xu Geng's face.

"Jian'er, grandpa is fine, it's okay, baby don't cry."

Xu Geng still looked very conscious at this time, but his head seemed to be broken, and a trace of blood slowly seeped into his face.

It looks a little scary.

"Old man, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I-I-didn't mean to come at you just now!"

Opposite Xu Geng, there was a man with five big and three thick, with a beard and a dark face, looking at Xu Geng at this moment, he was also confused.

Just now, it was obvious that he swung his fist at the guy opposite, but I don't know when Xu Geng, the old thing, squeezed in from the crowd, and it happened to be between his fist and the other party.

He is an artist who specializes in performing boxing on the street and splitting bluestone slabs, and the power of this fist can naturally be imagined.

He was very worried that if he punched down, the old thing would die on the spot.

"Huang Laosan, your punch almost killed me-"

Xu Geng sat up tremblingly under Yang Jian's support.

"I'm sorry, old man, you said I was fighting with Li Mouse, why did you just jump out on your own?"

Huang Laosan rubbed his hands together, looking nervous.

"Old man, it doesn't matter, let's go see the doctor, shall we?"

Opposite Huang Laosan also stood a middle-aged man about thirty or forty years old. He is Li Mouse, but in stark contrast to Huang Laosan, this man is as thin as a monkey, with a sallow face and thief eyebrows, and he doesn't look like a good person at first glance.

Like Huang Laosan, he is also a juggler, and like Huang Laosan's projects, boxing, light skills, and boxing boulders. It was Huang Laosan who arrived at this point first, but before he opened for a long time, Li Mouse also came here, and the two were originally acquainted, both of them lived in the same village, but due to the heavy snow for many days, both of them were already shy, and they both had families to take care of, and for Jianghu artists, the performance location was the same as a businessman doing business.

Location, location, location, is king!

Therefore, both of them took a fancy to this prime location, but Huang Laosan came first, of course he should not let it go, but Li Laosan has always been tricky, he saw that Huang Laosan had already occupied a good terrain first, so he simply stationed at a distance of three feet, threw off his arms and began to work.

At the beginning, the two went back and forth, competing to see whose performance was more exciting, and in the end, Li Lao saw that he couldn't play Huang Laosan, so he simply rushed over and smashed the field.

As soon as you say a word to me, the two of you start scolding.

And the more you talk about it, the more you talk about it, the more you say it, the more stiff it becomes.

In the end, the two middle-aged men who knew how to do martial arts were bored and switched from Wendou to Wudou.

As a result, the two have not yet touched each other, but the first to suffer is the respected old man Xu in the village who is also an artist!

"No, no, look at the doctor, look at your body, do you still have half a copper on your body?"

Xu Geng looked at the thief-eyed Li Mouse and choked out unkindly.

Li Mouse's original name was Li Jinshu, because he had sharp beak monkey gills, he was given a nickname by everyone, Li Mouse. This guy was originally not very good, he was lazy to eat, he was a flower and grass, he loved to visit the kiln, although he had a wife and children, he was often hungry for a full meal, and he must have been forced by hunger today.

Xu Geng understood.

But what he can't understand is that everyone is a degenerate person in the rivers and lakes, and performing arts is selling arts, so why tear their faces and brothers kill each other.

"Hey, hey—"

When Li Mouse heard Xu Geng's words, he was grateful and ashamed in his heart. If Xu Geng really asked him to take him to see the doctor, he could only spread his hands. He is penniless now, and he hasn't eaten lunch yet, where did he get the money for Xu Geng to hire a doctor?

"Hey, you're a big-headed ghost, hey, did you say the two of you are fighting for turf again?"

Xu Geng sat on the ground, still wheezing in his voice.

It's really true that the peers are enemies, these two guys are not only artists, but the art they sell is exactly the same, and the competition is even more head-on, but Chang'an City is so big, and there are only a few prime locations for performing arts, with limited resources and fierce competition.

"Old man Xu, I came first!"

Huang Laosan is obviously an honest man, and his speech is also urn-like, and his face is still flushed at the moment.

"So, Rat-Li, this time you did it first?"

Xu Geng looked at Li Mouse, in fact, there was no need for Huang Laosan to say, he also knew that it was Li Mouse's fault first.

"Old man, I-I-"

Li Mouse rubbed his hands together, with an embarrassed expression.

It's true that he's wrong today, but Huang Laosan is also a bully, as if he knows that he can't beat him, so he provokes with words.

There is a way, uncles can bear it, aunts can't bear it!

If it's a man, you can't admit it, and if you can't beat it, you have to fight.

"Now what do you two say?"

Xu Geng sat on the snow, feeling that his buttocks were starting to flow, but he couldn't stand up like this, although he was not seriously injured just now, but now he could only rely on the old and sell the old, scare the two bastards, and solve the matter.

"Old man, I-I-I listen to you."

Huang Laosan looked at Xu Geng, his face flushed.

"Old man, as long as I don't want to lose money, I can-"

Li Lao felt that he was really embarrassed and thrown into the whole Chang'an City today, in front of the public, it is not difficult to ask a man to admit his mistakes, but to ask a man to admit poverty, how much courage does it take! If there was a copper plate on his body, he would definitely not behave so lowly!

"Poof—"

As soon as Yang Jian heard Li Mouse's words, he couldn't help but laugh on the spot.

"Don't laugh."

Xu Geng turned his head and glared at Yang Jian.

"Oh-"

Yang Jian looked at Xu Geng's eyes and obediently lowered his head.

"That's it, let's stop acting today, who is right and who is wrong, we will have a meeting in the evening to decide."

In the artist village, there is an unwritten rule, that is, whenever there is a dispute between artists, a few senior seniors in the artist village will preside over justice, judge the fault, and determine the rewards and punishments.

"Okay."

Huang Laosan and Li Mouse responded in unison.

"Grandpa, let's get up!"

Seeing that Huang Laosan and Li Mouse had already confessed, Yang Jian whispered in Xu Geng's ear.

"Oops, grandpa's ass is soaking wet!"

Xu Geng stood up from the ground and touched his buttocks with his hand, crying and laughing with a smile on his face.

"Well, grandpa, let's go home quickly."

The sky was getting darker and darker, and Yang Jian began to feel cold and hungry.