Niu Er walked down the street, swaying. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Approaching the end of the year, the capital is also lively.

But the excitement doesn't belong to him.

Everyone has to celebrate the New Year, and even if they are splashy, they can't find someone bad luck during the New Year.

Niu Er walked swaggeringly, and no one was provoked.

But not all splashes think like him.

This place in the south of the city is his Niu Er's territory.

At least, Niu Er thinks so.

Three idle men in ragged clothes came from the north.

Along the way, I saw melons and touched melons, saw dates and grabbed dates, so happy.

Occasionally, a few vendors glared at each other, and they immediately spoke ill of each other.

When he grabbed the goods, he was about to throw them in the face, and he muttered: "If you offend Lao Tzu, don't think about it." Something like that.

Niu Er shook his head when he saw their appearance, these people should not have a capital accent.

The raw melons and eggs in the countryside are too impulsive to do things.

This place is the capital, not any other place.

At the feet of the Son of Heaven, if you want to make it impossible for people to live, then don't think about it yourself.

Niu Er knew this, but he didn't plan to get involved.

These three people are from the north of the city.

It doesn't belong to him.

Moreover, the displaced people entered the city, and the displaced people in the south of the city were killed by the Chang family overnight, but nothing happened to the displaced people in the north of the city.

As a result, Niu Er's power in the south of the city is not as good as that of the other group in the north of the city.

These three people are the homeless people of Nanze.

From Nanze to the capital, wandering all the way, it was not easy to settle down and get through this winter.

And so the evil thoughts that had accumulated in their hearts were released.

Niu Er knew that he was no better than them, and he didn't do less to smash people's stalls.

So he ignored it and continued to walk his street.

The three thugs walked to a cake stall and stopped.

The sweet rice cakes, steaming white, seemed to beckon to them.

The three of them came to the capital by begging all the way and relying on people to help, and they could not bear it when they saw the sweet rice cakes.

A pair of dirty hands grabbed the white cloth covering the rice cake, and at this time, they only had rice cake in their eyes.

"What are you three doing? Do you have money to buy cakes? If you don't have any money, take your dirty paws away. ”

The proprietress who sells rice cakes is an authentic northern woman.

Thirty or forty years old, wearing an apron, pinching his waist and shouting at the three splashes.

The three splashes were stunned for a moment, and naturally withdrew their hands.

Then he was a little annoyed and angry: "Stinky girl, you dare to scold Lao Tzu!" Don't ask about whose territory this is! ”

The three splashes grabbed the basket containing the cake and were about to smash it at the proprietress who sold the cake.

The proprietress who sold the cake desperately clung to the basket.

"Smack!" A crisp whip sounded.

A two-foot-long blood mark appeared on the back of the leader's splashed skin.

"The old man has only been away from Beijing for half a year, so this capital is not the royal capital?"

A jujube red horse stopped in front of the rice cake shop.

The three splashes looked up at the man on the horse.

It was an old man in his fifties and sixties.

His hair is white, but his eyes are bright.

A pair of long eyebrows went straight to the clouds, but the thin body revealed a powerful might.

The three splashers, although they don't know who the old man is, but the people who dare to ride horses in the capital, they know that they can't be provoked.

So they stared fiercely at the proprietress of the rice cake shop.

No matter how fierce the proprietress is, she is just a woman.

At this time, I was also a little scared.

These splashes, once provoked, are like maggots attached to the bones.

They are just ordinary businessmen, where can they afford to spend these splashes?

Looking at the fierce gaze, the proprietress of the rice cake shop hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Official, forget it, they are all poor people who can't afford to eat, spare them for a while." ”

"Hmph, there are so many poor people in Nanze who can't afford to eat, everyone abides by the civil law, why can they rob it?"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves on the other side of the street.

A brown horse galloped up and stopped behind the red horse.

Sitting on the brown horse was a eunuch.

The eunuch had silver hair, but there was not the slightest wrinkle on his face.

The eunuch gasped and said, "Wen Xiang! Literature! You are slower, you have already bumped all the way, and our family can't bear it. ”

No one heard what the eunuch said behind him, and everyone's attention was on those two words.

Literature!

This old man is the prime minister of the dynasty!

He was a civil official, but he never sat in a sedan chair when he went out, and he rode a horse.

He is good at wine, even if he goes out with the army, he will take wine with him.

More than ten years ago, there was a great drought in Shandong, and as soon as the emperor wrote an edict, he went to Shandong for disaster relief.

The governors of the states and counties brought out fine wine to entertain him.

He wept bitterly, and the people could not have enough food, but they wanted to bring life-saving food and make wine.

After that feast, he beheaded a hundred and ten officials.

After that feast, the people all applauded.

After that feast, he changed his name.

Wen Wuzhen!

Don't talk about wine, you can't touch the glass!

Since then, no one has really seen him touch a glass.

Some people say that he went on a killing spree against officials in order to strengthen the people's hearts.

Some people say that he suddenly turned his face after the banquet because of injustice.

But no one denied that his life was loyal to the king and loved the people, and he was jealous and hateful.

When the three splashes heard the name of Wen Xiang, their faces suddenly changed greatly.

Where would they not know.

They came from Nanze, and when they left Nanze, it was this old man who went to Nanze with money and food.

Literature! Literature!

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

In the hearts of the three splashers, they had already lost the idea of begging for mercy, and could only stare at the proprietress of the rice cake shop fiercely.

The proprietress heard Wen Xiang's name, and her heart was also a little drumming.

Wen Xiang's prestige can protect her once, but it can't protect her for the rest of her life.

Looking at the appearance of those three splashes, it is obvious that they will not give up.

As soon as they get out of prison, they will definitely come to her trouble.

The proprietress regretted it a little in her heart, it was just a basket of cakes, what could they do if they took it all?

She is a woman's family, where can she fight these splashes?

"Shopkeeper, Wen Xiang helped you teach you a lesson, don't you invite Wen Xiang to eat a piece of cake?"

The proprietress who sold the cake looked up at the man who was talking.

This person is Li Yan, holding his hands behind his back, he said to the proprietress that Li Huan obediently followed behind him, looking curiously.

Wen Wuqian looked at Li Yan, he was on the horse, and he couldn't see Li Yan's face clearly, but for some reason, he had a familiar feeling!

Li Yan didn't look up, took out a piece of cake wrapped in brown paper from the basket, and threw it at Wen Wuzhen.

Wen Wuqian didn't get off the horse, and reached out to catch the cake.

He is not a stupid person, and he immediately understood what Li Yan meant.

He punished the splashes severely, and naturally he couldn't affect the people.

Wen Wuzhen tore open the kraft paper in the package three or two times.

The cake that had just come out of the pot was still steaming white, Wen Wuqian didn't care, and swallowed a whole cake in three or two bites.

"Yes, the taste is fine and soft, and the taste is sweet. The craftsmanship of the store is very authentic! Father-in-law Chen can bring a few pieces back to the palace and give them to the emperor to taste! ”

When the old eunuch heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand: "I can't do it, I can't help it!" ”

Wen Wuqi ignored the old eunuch's words and rode away on a jujube red horse.

The three thugs stood there helpless, they didn't dare to leave.

In a few moments, an errand will take them back to Suncheon.

At this time, the proprietress of the rice cake shop also swept away the uneasiness on her face.

Instead, he smiled.

With Wen Xiang's words, no one can move his rice cake shop.

Even the Shuntian Mansion has to take care of it.

What if one day, Wen Xiang wants to eat cake and can't find her?

The proprietress suddenly remembered the young man who was holding the rice cake and throwing it to Wen Xiang.

I looked left and right, but I found that the person had already left.

A teenager came over and said to the proprietress who sold cakes, "Auntie, I want to buy two cakes." The rest is the money that my master threw at you. ”

Li Huan took out a few copper coins from his pocket.

The proprietress didn't pick up the copper coin in Lihuan's hand, but asked, "It was your master who just threw the cake to the official master?" ”

Li Huan nodded.

The proprietress snorted disdainfully and pushed back the money in Lihuan's hand.

"What? The woman doesn't know what to do? You rich boys, just look down on people, your master is much more atmospheric than you, take these cakes and give them to the family to taste, I am the first in the capital to do this craft. ”

Li Huan took back the copper plate and carried a large stack of cakes in his hand.

The master is the master, he didn't let himself pay, he stayed on his own initiative, but he had to be trained.

Li Huan was a little depressed, looked around, and saw Niu Er watching the excitement in the corner at a glance.

Li Huan beckoned to Niu Er, and Niu Er held back an ugly smile on his face.

Li Huan shook the cake in his hand and said, "Niu Er, do you see it?" I took their cakes, and you will cover this shop in the future. ”

Niu Er wanted to ask why, but when he thought of this person's little ghost, Niu Er closed his mouth.

Li Huan happily patted Niu Er's shoulder: "This cake is not your share, it is to honor the master." In this way, I'll call Uncle Wu Chang another day, let's have a drink. ”

Niu Er was so frightened that his thighs trembled, and he fled with a roll.

Li Huan shook his head and said to himself: "It's not promising, it's still an adult!" ”