Most of these buildings are close to the river, there are quite a lot of alleys, but there are also a few relatively wide roads, the streets are lined with wine shops on both sides of the road, there is a memorial arch at the head of the bridge in the past, and then it is conspicuous, at a glance people can not help but face the peach blossoms, the three big characters that come to mind are linked, and the spring pavilion is located.

It's a small two-storey building and an entire avenue, including the most densely populated part of the downtown area, where there are all kinds of hawkers who come here to make a living.

This small building may be the trend distribution center of Suzhou in the Qing Dynasty, and there is no doubt that this small wooden building full of red lanterns should be the green building.

Zhang Ai walked alone on this avenue, this is the first time to feel the real life of people in the Qing Dynasty, and can't help but sigh, it is really a smoke willow painting bridge, the wind curtain is green, and there are 100,000 people.

The road was cut and paved with large stones, and there were few hurried people walking on the road, occasionally waving straw ropes and shouting to drive donkey carts to vegetable farmers who had just returned from the fields, and some officers and soldiers riding tall horses, and groups of two or three slow-moving officers and soldiers.

There are few women on the street, most of them are elderly vegetable farmers who carry a small stool, holding a small stick in their mouths and holding Erlang's legs, guarding the vegetables that have just been harvested from the field.

Zhang Ai obviously felt that a pair of eyes was not enough, what he saw in front of him was only the tip of the iceberg, and the Juchun Pavilion seemed to paint all kinds of life.

couldn't help but be curious, Zhang Ai kept squinting at Juchun Pavilion, only to see four big men carrying a man with long braids and beards who were disheveled and had a blue and purple face thrown down the high steps.

Zhang Ai saw the man rolling down the steps, and the girls who picked up the guests at the door hurriedly dodged in disgust, while the rich men sitting on the second floor who were holding cigarette sticks in their hands and hugging one or two girls burst out spitting and laughing.

One didn't hold back, Zhang Ai also burst out laughing, but what he laughed at was not this unlucky ghost who ate the overlord's meal, but the mocking expressions of the group of fat men, who really used their facial muscles just right.

Let's just say that the one on the second floor is holding the railing, holding a cigarette stick in his right hand, and holding a young woman in pale green tulle in his left hand, with an apple in her mouth.

Zhang Ai really didn't wonder how he managed to do it with several uses, the funny thing was that when the uncle laughed, the mouth full of apple dregs was scattered all over the sky, and the disgusted look of the girl in his arms was even more wonderful, and after the uncle laughed, he took a sip on the girl's face.

Zhang Ai thought to herself, this girl must hate this fat pig in her heart now, I don't know if it's not easy for me to make some money, the powder I rubbed today is quite expensive, and the good guy gnawed away the sisters' half a month's salary.

After a while, four big men got out of the way, and a thin man wearing a red coat, a tethered diorama around his neck, a jet-black melon skin hat, and a long toothy mouth with two mustaches walked out of the Juchun Pavilion.

The man was not hunchbacked, and his legs and feet seemed to be very sharp, but he was carrying a cane, which was a crutch with a tiger's head that looked fine and valuable.

The crowd gradually gathered, and some vendors took the opportunity to start selling their own small goods, such as candied fruits.

Zhang Ai naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity to watch a good show, and after a dodge, he squeezed to a relatively high position, and saw that the people around him gradually gathered over.

The four strong men said in unison, "The fourth master has arrived." ”

The emaciated man who was called the fourth master hurriedly waved his hand to be modest when he heard this, but his face was full of pride, and he looked like I was an uncle.

If you want to say that He Si is in this N county, he is also a well-known figure, the head of the turtle in the Spring Pavilion, he likes to show off himself when he has nothing to do, and he has to make a big battle for a little thing, which is already the general consensus of the people of N County.

But He Si doesn't think so, it's a show, let's just say today, I finally caught a hooligan who ate the overlord's meal, and I don't have to teach him a good lesson and give an explanation to the people.

He Si stood on the steps with crutches in both hands, stretched out his hand and touched his mustache and thought to himself, you ordinary people are envious, where do you know what pomp and circumstance is.

After the four big men called out their names, He Si then set off and walked towards the man who fell to the ground.

When Zhang Ai saw this scene, he really didn't know whether to cry or laugh, these four masters must have seen the God of Gamblers, and they walked well and played slow motion.......

When he walked in front of the man, He Si knocked twice on the stone floor with the wooden cane, and then the four big men raised their hands to signal the people around them to be quiet.

Zhang Ai pursed his lips, seeing that the shelf of the four masters was really big, but after a while, the surrounding onlookers gradually quieted down.

He Si nodded with satisfaction, coughed twice and said, "Today, there is another hooligan who cheats eating and sleeping in our Spring Pavilion, I, He Si, am a righteous man and a gentleman, everyone says this, whether it is public or private, I He Si has always been the fairest." ”

Zhang Ai couldn't help but feel funny when he heard this, this bridge really lowered the IQ of the fourth master, why didn't you collect the money early if people don't have money, who can you blame if you don't have money.

He Si saw that no one from the onlookers spoke, but they were talking to each other, so he raised his hand and beckoned a strong man to his side, and when the strong man was in place with a thick wooden stick, He Si touched his mustache again.

"Let's talk about it, what should I do about this, I, He Si, am a good person, if I want to say that it will be sent to the government, I He Si really can't bear it. He Si swept around in a blink of an eye, and everyone spoke.

Zhang Ai thought to himself, it's really funny, you are reluctant to call the police, so you are willing to ask a thug to beat someone up.

He Si saw that the people around him were still hanging up one by one, and thought to himself, this group of people who don't know a few big characters, isn't there a person with a sense of justice.

However, just as He Si waved his hand and was about to instruct his subordinates to do it, there was an abrupt slowness from the crowd!

He Si was happy in his heart, but someone was going to come out to argue with him, otherwise he really had nowhere to vent his energy.

Although Zhang Ai is not a person who likes to draw a sword to help each other, who does not have a martial arts spirit, so Zhang Ai came out of the crowd.

In front of He Si, Zhang Ai smiled slightly, raised his right hand lightly to remove the big wooden stick from the buttocks of the fallen man, and then said, "Fourth master, this is not a big deal, it is public and private, and there is no need for lynching, it is natural to repay debts, you can directly let him work in this Juchun Pavilion to pay off his debts." ”

He Si was stunned when he heard this, thinking that this person must not be simple, and he could probably understand what he said, but what is this part-time job........

But this lynching He Si understood it, and he was unhappy in his heart, what kind of lynching, he was obviously advocating justice and upholding justice for the people, how could such hooligans use lynching.

Zhang Ai is full of joy, he will definitely be able to make these four masters dumb and suffer from Coptis chinensis, in fact, if these four masters really want to let their subordinates do it, there is really nothing to do.

After all, in the end, the man is at fault first, as long as no one is killed, it is no problem, but the word lynching really made He Si muttered in his heart.

Zhang Ai knew that human life was not worth much in ancient times, but it was only for the emperor, the only lynching that the people could use in ancient times, even if it was fatal, was not illegal, and there was only one fornication for a woman, and it was not illegal to be killed by immersing himself in a pig cage.

So although Zhang Ai knows that the fourth master must have done this kind of thing, but how can he not see a ghost when he often walks at night, in case he is ruthless, he will be the first person to witness if he dies, although he is not sure whether the local official will collect black money, but the word lynching is enough for the fourth master to weigh and weigh.

However, He Si was just stunned for a while, and soon came back to his senses, this is not the first time that this kind of thing has happened, which brothel encountered this incident and didn't beat it violently and then stay as a turtle minister, I haven't seen anything happen.

So He Si's eyes narrowed into a slit, looked at Zhang Ai carefully, raised his crutch with his right hand and pointed at Zhang Ai and said, "You kid wants to bluff me." ”