Chapter 275: Nothing to Do Conflict

There is a bridge in the film and television drama, although it is almost overused, but the audience has always welcomed this, the so-called micro-service private interview, for example, there are often some TV series, the emperor puts national affairs alone, goes to the following county, or even a village pretends to be a low-status person for a private visit, by the way, hook up with some folk beauties, whenever you encounter any underworld forces, take out a certain token, and shout I am the emperor.

Then the other party's township-level ruffians and bullies immediately frightened and kowtowed, just imagine, as ordinary people who have been bullied in life, who doesn't want to have a hidden identity, and make themselves majestic at a critical time. So whether it is ancient costumes, all kinds of modern film and television dramas are endlessly emerging such plots, what emperors, rich people, masters, are all disguising themselves as worthless, and they will be bullish at a critical time.

Jiang Feng also likes this kind of trick very much, after coming to the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty, his martial arts, his mind, his rising official position and expanding power are all his capital to disguise himself. At the beginning, I did some so-called micro-service private interviews to play prestige.

However, as his position became higher and higher, most of his actions were extremely dangerous and rebellious, so he naturally had to beware of all kinds of dangers around him. And he kills more and more, and the bloody aura and power on his body are getting heavier and heavier, and the one who doesn't have long eyes goes up to offend him.

So Jiang Feng now has very few opportunities to shake his majesty, this time he came to Hangzhou, looking for the address to open a store on the edge of the West Lake, of course, he can't wear the robes of military attachés, more than a dozen people and even the guards are wearing the short clothes of ordinary merchants, Jiang Feng Zhang Liang and Monk Li are wearing plain robes. It's exactly like ordinary businessmen coming to West Lake to play, and they belong to the kind of businessmen who have no money and no power.

As a result, such a dress and the smell of food really attracted people who didn't have long eyes, to be honest, Jiang Feng was stunned at first after hearing that shout, and then he was still very happy, and the opportunity to find something to do is also rare!

The window of the Qinglou on the opposite side is open, generally after lunchtime, those who have been in the Qinglou for a night should also get up and clean up, or go out to have fun, or continue to start the next day's fun, Jiang Feng The window facing the street of Qingfeng Pavilion where they are is happened to be opposite the Qinglou opposite.

Most of the people who got up at this time were hungry, smelling the fragrance and freshness of the fish hot pot on Jiang Feng's side, the feeling of hunger was even stronger, looking at the few people opposite were all dressed in ordinary clothes, and they just shouted, on weekdays, this Qingfeng Pavilion is a place for some peddlers and pawns to eat, and no one thought that there would be such a delicacy.

After Jiang Feng finished laughing, he glanced over there, and saw a young man wearing a moon-white robe standing in the open window of the Qinglou opposite through the sunshine in the west at noon, shouting at this side unreasonably, and a woman who was grooming could be faintly seen beside him.

Although they were far away, the three men who were not righteous men and gentlemen all stared at the past, ignoring the young man over there at all, but they could see clearly that Jiang Feng and Zhang Liang were deliberately looking for trouble, and Monk Li was also there to cooperate.

The young man thought that if he shouted, the other party would pay more attention to it, he has always been a person who is used to running rampant in Hangzhou City, otherwise he would not be so reckless shouting across the street, but he didn't expect that the three people sitting at the window didn't take him in their eyes at all, and they also stared at the woman in his room.

Immediately, his lungs exploded, and he jumped through the window and scolded:

"A few bastards with sores in their eyes, this is how I gouged out your eyes and fed them to the dogs."

After putting down this cruel sentence, the window was closed with a bang, and several people sitting by the window looked at each other, originally thinking that it was just a quarrel, how could they say such vicious words, and the happy shopkeeper Wang and Ah Fa who were eating fish hot pot on the other two tables were pale after hearing the quarrel, and wanted to stand up and persuade a few words, but they were half-jokingly pressed there by the Jiang Feng guards around them.

After closing the window on the other side, Shopkeeper Wang stood up, ran to Jiang Feng's desk with a cold sweat on his face and complained:

"This guest officer, how can the people in the courtyard opposite offend, those people are either from the official eunuchs in the city, or those who eat people at sea and don't spit out bones, this is a disaster, how can I open this shop!"

The Qinglou liquor shop on the edge of the West Lake is also regarded as the most advanced consumption place in Zhejiang, this kind of place, even ordinary rich merchants can not afford to consume, can not come is not the children of the official family or the wealthy businessmen on the sea, these people's money is easy to come naturally need luxury enjoyment.

But these people are powerful and powerful people, and ordinary people are offended, and they really don't know how to die.

The shopkeeper Wang over there was already a little messy, Jiang Feng and these people were all wearing ordinary clothes and couldn't see anything else, and they all had some northern accents, he thought that these were some people who came to West Lake to see the scenery and see the world.

Since he thought that Jiang Feng was nothing remarkable here, he began to speak unceremoniously, and said in a loud voice:

"You don't care about this pretentiousness, it's wrong, my life is tied to this restaurant, what if someone smashes me......

Zhang Liang took a slice of fish there and soaked it in the casserole, put it in his mouth, and said vaguely:

"If you're afraid to sell it, you're going to say useless words there."

Jiang Feng explained with a smile:

"This is the ancestral property of the shopkeeper, if it is sold, wouldn't it be unfilial."

The shopkeeper Wang over there was obviously in a hurry, and he said everything, and said with a wry smile:

"If it could have been sold, it would have been sold a long time ago, but who would buy this shabby place, and the courtyards opposite are all combined to reduce the price, just waiting for me to get out of the way......"

Before the words fell, they heard a noisy sound coming from the street, Jiang Feng and the others had actually wrapped up the Qingfeng Pavilion now, so that Ah Fa had closed the door just now, so as not to disturb the idle guests. Now the door panel downstairs was slammed to the earth, and a scolding voice came up very clearly.

The scolding voices were all in Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Jiang Feng and his guards couldn't understand it, but it wasn't expected to be a good word, but Li Guangtou had been begging for a living on the Fujian and Zhejiang Seas for many years, and the following foul words fell into his ears, and his face was suddenly pale. Zhang Liang grabbed the knife in his hand and was about to go down, when he heard the sound of the door panel breaking, those people actually broke in, and they were so arrogant in this kind of broad daylight.

Shopkeeper Wang was crying there with a sad face, and now he didn't even have the strength to complain, so he just said in a sneering voice:

"You have hurt me, you have hurt me."

The staircase slab rattled, and a group of people rushed up quickly, led by a middle-aged man dressed as a turtle slave, who saw the shopkeeper Wang standing there with a sad face, and hurriedly said:

"Lao Wang, Deng Gongzi wants to eat the dishes in your store, that's your blessing, why do you still do so many things."

The tone was full of blame, this turtle slave seemed to be kind, and he had the intention to excuse the shopkeeper Wang, and the shopkeeper Wang thought to himself Of course I am willing, the problem is that this is not a dish I made at all, just looking at Jiang Feng, hoping that this merchant can do good deeds and accumulate virtue to help.

Looking at the fish hot pot just now, it is not complicated to operate, but the cutting of fish into thin slices especially requires knife skills, and it seems that the young merchant in front of him can do it. Jiang Feng was already gradually getting angry, thinking that it was originally a trivial matter, how could the battle be so big, that is, in a short period of time, the dozen or so men who followed the turtle slave were all impatient, these dozen people were all vicious-looking, each of them did not look like a good citizen, and the waist was bulging, and the leader pushed the turtle slave in front of him.

He stepped up and looked at the dozen or so men sitting on the second floor. Shopkeeper Wang and Ah Fa were all frightened, the others were all indifferent, and these people who rushed upstairs were also used to being arrogant, and subconsciously thought that the people upstairs were scared stupid.

There he said viciously:

"Our son said to lean into the eyes of those three people in the window!"

The window of the Qinglou on the opposite side had been opened, and the young man had changed into a rather oily and powdery dress, well, specifically, a pink robe worn by a scholar, holding a pink head, and a coffee table in front of him.

The man at the head walked towards Jiang Feng's table with a sneer, and when he passed by the guard's table, one of the guards stood up and smashed a bench in his hand, and the man who walked in front broke off, and the thick wooden bench was actually broken by him with a punch.

Jiang Feng's eyebrows raised, it seems that the other party really has some means, Jiang Feng's guards all rushed over and fought with the other party, unexpectedly, these guards did not have the upper hand, Zhang Liang's face was quite ugly, now the soldiers' drills are all carried out by him, and now it is obviously a shame in front of his master.

Zhang Liang's eyes widened, and he was about to make a move, Jiang Feng squinted there and said:

"These people are all practitioners, in this narrow place upstairs, our soldiers naturally can't beat them."

The person at the head had already escaped the guards' obstruction and rushed to Jiang Feng's face, and before he could say anything cruel, Jiang Feng took a rag and padd his hands, picked up the casserole and splashed it - there was boiling fish soup in it!