Hongyi took the book that "fell from the sky" and walked towards the old men and strong men with the gradually gathering crowd. Mara noodles are difficult to color, but they still follow Hongyi's side. Although Ji Kaisheng, Yang Yongjian, and Min Xu were weak scholars, they also consciously surrounded into a semi-encirclement, blocking Hongyi in the middle, leaving only a gap in front of him, so that his walking Lord Dorobelle could see the scene.

"You don't have long eyes, you don't have long eyes, you hit your lord's body with a bunch of broken books! Blind your dog's eye! ”

Hongyi hurriedly followed the sound and saw that four young men in their twenties and thirties were surrounding an old man in the middle and pushing him around, three of them were all dressed as inferior and coarse, wearing navy blue homespun short clothes, covered with vests, with a large open placket, crotchless trousers, trouser legs, and round black cloth shoes.

The man at the head, wearing a navy blue satin waistcoat and black waist-covering trousers, dangled a money bag hanging from the waist, tucked the placket at his waist, and was rolling up his sleeves in turn, revealing a pair of small arms full of thick hair, as if he was about to start beating someone. This guy has a fat head and big ears, a hob on his face, and although the clothes and materials are different from the other three subordinates, he is not a rich man, but more like a thug leader. The arrogant scolding just now came from this person.

"Young descendants, you must not treat Confucius's protégés like this! Give me back my books! Give me back ......" The old man who was surrounded in the middle, dressed in a thin coarse cloth robe, his face was already covered with the ravines of the years, and his gray braids had been somewhat scattered, and he looked like he was in the age of the sixtieth year, but he still did not lose Sven's whispered protest, and then, under the push of the four people, he bent down to pick up a few books scattered all over the place.

"Books? You're a former sour showman, and you're still thinking about your book? We relied on fists and feet to enter the customs in the Qing Dynasty, and the swords and guns were eyeless, you useless sour talents, when the Ming Dynasty was still there, you just looked at us people who were not pleasing to the eye, and introduced Confucius's protégés all day long. Lao Tzu is now naturalized, and today I will clean up your old talent, and let you know who is in the world now! The leader suddenly raised his foot, and a book that landed beside him kicked away, and landed at Hongyi's feet again.

Hongyi picked it up from the ground, but it was still a thread-like book, and the name was still "Guoyi", but it was numbered "nineteen". Look at the book just now, there is a volume number "sixteen". In this way, this set of books is at least a dozen volumes long. Hongyi didn't speak, just nodded at Mara, who was watching him......

"You, you are unreasonable! Give me back the book! The old man in the armor held the remaining books, bent his waist and staggered towards Hongyi, trying to retrieve the book that had been kicked away just now.

"Haha, brethren, we are unreasonable, haha, unreasonable?" The boss is small and unscrupulous.

"That's it, what kind of bullshit is not reasonable, when the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, these Han dog Nikan knew a reason, and now they are not also our master's minions! haha…… Brother Zhang, you said yes, right? One of the thugs grabbed the old man's scattered white braids, and said flatteringly to the leader surnamed Zhang.

"You ...... You don't have any Han backbone! You guys...... You're really minions! Bah! The old man was obviously enraged by the word "minion", and tried to turn around and spat at the leader of Zhang.

"Look for death, you dead old man! Dare to smack me? You don't even ask who your minion is! Brothers, beat me to death! Kill this former Ming remnant, go back and repay the master! Boss Zhang wiped a handful of spit from his face and ordered viciously.

"Huh! Brother Zhang, just look at you! "The three thugs are ready to be ruthless.

"Stop!" Suddenly, a snort sounded behind Hongyi, startling several thugs who had already raised their fists.

Hongyi also hurriedly looked back, thinking that it was the classic scene of Mara's guards fighting chivalry and drawing swords to help, but he found that he was shocked - Mara's mouth was open, but it was probably just a preparatory action before shouting.

Yang Yongjian really can't stand it! An old man in the sixtieth century was repeatedly humiliated by several gangsters in the market, not to mention that the old man was still a scholar, and he was also a disciple of Confucius, Yang Yongjian was angry from the side of his guts, and finally couldn't hold it back, bypassed Hongyi, and stepped forward to the circle.

Before Mara could take action, Hongyi gently tugged at the placket of his shirt and gave him a "wait and see" look.

"Shouting peace? Another reader has come out! What's the matter, this old man is your father, distressed? Haha, get out of the way, you're in a good mood today, spare your life! What Zhang Tou saw was just another scholar, so he didn't pay attention to it, and said with a smile.

"Shameless! In broad daylight, he gathered to bully the elderly, what kind of system did he become! Yang Yongjian was not afraid and scolded loudly.

"What kind of system? I think you useless scholars are rice buckets! haha！ ”

"You! This is the foot of the Son of Heaven, you are not afraid of such nonsense and losing your head! ”

"What about the feet of the Son of Heaven? We are not the people of the Three Banners, we have our own head of the family, even if the emperor comes, he will not punish us, and he will hand it over to my master to deal with, at that time, it was not the same nothing? haha！ "Boss Zhang is even more unscrupulous, but more and more rampant!

"Young man, help the old man find those books!" The old man, who had already been pushed to the ground, held the book in his arms and begged Yang Yongjian helplessly.

"Old man, do it later!" Yang Yongjian bowed slightly to the old man, no longer bothered with a few scoundrels, turned around and shouted at Hongyi: "Brother Hequ, you come to pick up the book!" Then he took a few steps forward, ready to lift the old man from the ground.

"Hey, there's another hard-nosed sour talent! Get out of the way! Seeing that his threat was useless, Leader Zhang finally moved roughly, and pushed Yang Yongjian, who came closer, to a stagger!

"Brother Yang, be careful!" Min Xu didn't bother to pick up the books scattered all over the place at this time, and hurriedly rushed into the circle and helped Yang Yongjian, who was about to fall to the ground.

"You slaves! I really ate the bear's heart and leopard gall, and I actually dared to beat the tribute! Although Min Xu was angry, he did not forget to confess the "special identity" of several of his people, hoping to scare off these ruffians.

"Oh, another helper! What a "public servant", "mother"! Okay, brothers, teach me a lesson for these sour talents! However, they know this Beijing City, who is the master now! Leader Zhang rushed up first, kicked on Yang Yongjian's chest, and with Min Xu, the two of them fell backwards together!

"Mara, go!" Hongyi finally couldn't bear it anymore and gave a decisive order.

said that it was too late and that was fast, and before the word "sigh" of Mara fell, the person had already stepped behind Yang and Min in a few steps, supported their backs with both hands, and held on steadily, which turned the danger into a disaster.

"You dog slaves, don't embarrass the Eight Banners here, don't get out of here!" Mara was full of confidence and shouted, once again scaring the four ruffians to a freeze.

But all the gangsters who often make trouble in front of the public, are the people who bully the soft and are afraid of the hard, which one is good at bullying, and who is not good at it, for them, it is the basic information that must be clearly understood at the first time.

When the leader saw Mara's tall and mighty figure, agile and rapid movements, and the confidence of the voice like thunder, he knew that this zuihou was not a "joker". was about to move the idea of retreating, but found that the four of his subordinates were looking at him, and he couldn't wipe off this face, so he had to continue to pretend to be sideways!

"Boy, you're a little skilled! The master also told you that in this realm, even if you have three heads and six arms, you have to lower your head and unload your arms! Don't fill me up here, and take you two sour showmen to play along! The lord still wants to ask this old thing to see the silver taels in Langzhong! ”

"You mean the old man owes you a tael?" Mara was a little confused by the second monk, and she couldn't make up her mind for a while.

"Exactly!" Seeing Mara's hesitation, Boss Zhang thought that he had succeeded, and once again got up.

"Nonsense!" The old man lying on the ground shouted weakly at this moment.

Mara did not speak, but walked quickly to the old man, pushed away the two thugs on both sides, and gently helped the old man up.

"Old man, are you hurt?"

"It's okay to be old! Thank you, strong man! Thank you, two tributes! The old man thanked him very decently, and then bowed his head and began to look for his own books.

"Old man, don't you want to run! Hurry up and take out five taels of silver, and the master will let you go! Seeing that he was about to lose face in front of the brothers, Zhang hurriedly blocked the old man. At the same time, one of the thugs ran away......

"I don't owe you any silver taels, so why should I give it to you?" The old man was once again shaken by his angry beard.

"Why don't you owe? Just now, we were walked with your head down and didn't look long, and we bumped into your arms, and you want to lose your wealth and avoid disasters! Leader Zhang said as he beckoned the two remaining accomplices, slowly gathered around him, and cheered him up.

"Hehe, what a ruffian!" Mara understood that she was also furious, but when she looked sideways at Xiao Xuanye, there was only Ji Kaisheng beside her, which was really not safe, so she planned to settle things as soon as possible, and she could go back to do a good job.

"Who is the ruffian? The masters are all white flags! "Boss Zhang is busy protecting his home.

Mara sneered, picked up a few books at her feet, and returned the collected books to the old man with Yang and Min, who had already started the same action.

"Slow!" Although this sentence is not loud, the position of the voice is very special, as if it came directly from the ground. Hearing that Mara, Ji Kaisheng, Yang and Min are all clever -

Our master is going to shoot again!