"Don't be afraid, this street is in the market, and it won't be robbed openly." Wu Jie whispered to comfort the moth, but he knew in his heart that the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were not the revolutionary army of later generations, and military discipline could be corrupted.

This third company owes Jinyiwei money, and he is desperate, so it is inevitable that he will not go down the evil road.

This is the Ming Dynasty, even in modern society, there are different speeding cars to grab bags, and different social groups with conscience are rampant on the streets?

Wu Jie looked around, and there happened to be a dangerous wall next to him, so he quietly pulled out a brick and hid it in his sleeve: no matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of flying knives; Let you hang it again, and a brick will fall down.

However, with Lian Laosan's martial arts, even if you stand there and let you smash it, it is estimated that it will have no effect. This brick can only be used as a comfort to strengthen the courage.

Wu Jie knew that he couldn't panic, Mozi was just a little girl. And there is a saying that when you encounter criminals, you have to pretend to be fearless, and the more scared you are, the easier it is to see ghosts. If you are undaunted to act as if you are defiant, the offender may consider the cost of the crime.

So, Wu Jie turned his head from time to time and glanced at Na Lian Lao San with contemptuous eyes.

It is estimated that even the third child is a little afraid of Wu Jie, and when he touches his gaze, he will subconsciously lower his head.

The so-called being a thief is weak-hearted, and that's probably it.

This made Wu Jie breathe a sigh of relief, it was not a few steps away from the inn, and it would be safe when he got there.

Lian Laosan was violently beaten by Guo Gui and others before, his body was covered with dust, and there was a bruise on the left side of his face. The tower-tall man was following behind him with his body bent at the moment, spitting out a mouthful of bloody spit from time to time, looking embarrassed and pitiful.

I don't know how long it took to walk, because of nervousness, Wu Jie felt that this road was particularly long. After half a day, I walked to the inn where I had stayed before, and it happened that the inn junior was standing at the gate.

Seeing Wu Jie coming, Xiao Er greeted him warmly, and said again and again: "It turned out to be Wu Dacaizi, aren't you at Mr. Yuli's place, son, why did you have time to come here today?" ”

Recently, Wu Jie is a celebrity in Chengdu, it can be said that there is a well water place to sing Wu words, the appearance of Wu Jie made several guests in the inn have come forward to give a salute, all said: long admired Wu Gongzi's name, today said to see, fortunately.

The moth next to him was full of pride.

Wu Jie smiled faintly, returned the salute, and then said to Xiao Er: "I lived with Mr. Yuli for a while, but I missed your food here and moved back." Xiao Er, you can have a clean upper room, clean up and come out. ”

Xiao Er smiled so much that his eyebrows were crooked: "Yes, yes, the room you lived in before, Son, is still empty now, so the small one will be tidied up." ”

He was still a little strange, and asked with a smile: "Childe, Mr. Yuli is elegant and luxurious, so good, why did you come back?" Moreover, you gentlemen and gentlemen like to be quiet, but you want to come back to squeeze the inn, and the little ones really don't understand. ”

Wu Jie: "Pure has a pure charm, lively has a lively taste, you must know that uneven polymorphism is the origin of life." "Since he changed from a lifeless little white-collar worker in modern society to a scholar in the Ming Dynasty, perhaps because of the hormones of youth, he has endless energy, and he is suddenly very curious about everything he uses. The meaning of human beings is tossing, the endless road, the endless world, that is a fulfilling life.

Although they couldn't understand what Wu Jie was saying, everyone still flattered: "It's really a famous person!" ”

Wu Jie couldn't help but glance behind him again, but saw that the third child was still following behind, cowering and hiding in the corner.

The literacy rate of the people of the Ming Dynasty was not high, and the status of the scholars was noble, and it is estimated that even the third child was shocked.

With Wu Jie's eyes, Xiao Er also found Lian Laosan, and couldn't help but scold: "It turned out that you were a thief who killed the blank, and you also knew that when you came back, did you owe me the money for the dining room?" ”

Even the third child said a few words, and then gave his hand again and again: "Little second brother, the business has been ...... recently." I really don't have any money, so please postpone it. ”

"Business, you're just an artist, what about business?" Xiao Er sneered repeatedly, but before he finished laughing, he exclaimed: "Where is the gong you borrowed from me?" ”

Even the third child's face immediately turned red, and he stammered when he spoke: "Lose ...... Lost ......"

"What, lost!" Xiao Er shouted in shock, and couldn't help but rush up and kick Lian Laosan in the stomach: "I grass your mother, do you know how much that gong is." If you let the shopkeeper know, Lao Tzu will inevitably have to eat and fight. Lao Tzu was miserable by you. "In these days, copper is equal to money. A gong, if it is minted into copper coins, is at least a few hundred wen, and it is indeed a big loss if it is lost like this.

Speaking of anger, Xiao Er kicked out a few more times.

If ordinary people had been hit by these kicks, they would have fallen to the ground and could not move. Even the third child was also strong, and his body didn't even shake, only a layer of shy sweat appeared on his face.

Wu Jie and Mozi looked at each other and smiled, only then did they understand that even the third child lived in this inn, no wonder they followed all the way.

But they thought he was a villain, and it was really funny.

To be honest, a gong is not worth a lot of money. In the novel seen in Wu Jie's modern society, when the protagonist encounters this situation, he will generously pat a piece of silver and shout: "Xiao Er, count me on my head." ”

It's a pity that Wu Jie doesn't have the heart to be a hero, he doesn't want to do this boring thing!

Poor people will have something to hate.

The reputation of the Ming Dynasty soldiers was usually not good, and Wu Jie did not have the heart to deal with him.

Coughing lightly, Xiao Er came to his senses and glared at Lian Laosan: "I'll clean you up later." ”

Then put on a smiling face: "Wu Gongzi, the little one will lead you to the room." ”

The room is still the same room, a total of two rooms, Wu Jie lives in the inner room, and Mozi lives outside.

There is a room with a view in the house, and when you open the window, you can see the pavilions and pavilions in the distance, and the city is full of smoke and willows, but unfortunately there are no hibiscus flowers and no rain.

Looking at the red wet place, the poems of Huazhong Jinguancheng do not belong to Chengdu in this time and space.

When Xiao Er finished cleaning up the room and was about to retire, Wu Jie couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Er, who is that Lian Laosan, and why does he live in the inn?" ”

Wu Jie is still a little curious about this so-called martial arts master.

"This kills, the thief is with the army." Xiao Er couldn't help but spit out the window, making Wu Jie frown slightly.

Xiao Er said: "This birdman's surname is Lian Mingsheng, a border army from Yan'an, Shaanxi, I heard that he offended the official and was driven out of the army, and came to Sichuan Songpanwei to join his old boss, but somehow he came back to Chengdu, and it is estimated that he doesn't want him over there." ”

"Song Panwei, isn't it a prairie?" That place was very famous in later generations, the red plain prairie, a tourist resort, and a red scenic spot that the Red Army walked through during the Long March.

"Yes, it's a prairie, I can't imagine that even Gongzi knows that the bird doesn't." Xiao Er said: "From Chengdu to Songpan, one comes and goes, thousands of miles, and it is not easy to walk, it took more than a month to go back and forth to this birdman, and it is estimated that the entanglement has been exhausted." When he returned, his daughter fell ill again, and she owed us a lot of money. I was also soft-hearted, seeing that he was pitiful, I lent him the gong of the joint defense and joint protection in the store to perform on the street, but I didn't want to lose it. I'm going to die this time. ”

Xiao Er's face was annoyed.

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