Chapter Forty-Eight: The Wounded Servant and the Old Taoist at the Altar
Gu Xiaoqiao was dumbfounded, looked at him and said, "Fourth Master, you are not kind, how can you raise the price so much?"
Qi Siye roared: "Be kind to your mother! You hit my brother's industrial idea, and I will be kind to you!"
Gu Xiaoqiang's face was flushed when he was scolded, and he gritted his teeth and said to Ning Que: "One price! Five hundred taels of silver! To tell you the truth, I am smashing the hired silver of the first two shops into it, and no matter how high it is, I can't take it out." β
Fourth Master Qi looked at him with a sneer, and said mockingly: "Look at your little family, Song Tietou just taught the little cub like this? β
He turned to Ning Que and said proudly: "This little boss, as long as you are willing to continue to open the shop on this street, then as long as my Fourth Master Qi lives for a day, no one will charge you for rent......
Before the last golden word could be spoken, Ning Que waved his hand to stop, and asked with a gentle smile: "Fourth Master, you said earlier that you would be free of rent for one year?"
Qi Siye was stunned and replied, "Yes." β
"That's done. Ning Que turned to Gu Xiaoqiao and the group of sturdy men, and said with a gentle smile: "I'm really sorry, I plan to continue to do this shop, please go back." β
Hearing this, the crowd around Lao Bizhai was stunned, the reason why they were stunned was not because of Ning Que's choice, but because they knew that Qi Siye's side would immediately offer a sky-high price, which was equivalent to giving him this shop for nothing, but he agreed to the condition before the other party's words were spoken.
Qi Siye was stunned for a long time, the expression on his face gradually became solemn and solemn, he bowed his hand very seriously, and said in a sonorous voice: "Boss, although you are young, you are doing things with great righteousness, just say this to you, if there is anything in the future, just report my name, don't say anything else, Dongcheng is with you!"
Gu Xiaoqiao was also stunned for a long time, his dull gaze was back and forth between Ning Que and Qi Siye, thinking about the angry scolding of the eldest brother Song Tietou before leaving, thinking about the slap left by the eldest brother's eldest brother on the eldest brother's face, and thinking about the deadline for the eldest brother's backer, he couldn't help but subconsciously turn his head and look at the two officials under the tree.
Today, the gangsters of Lin Forty-seventh Lane gathered, although Wendou has never developed into a martial fight, but the two officials of Chang'an Mansion under the tree have always ignored them, obviously derelict in their responsibilities, until they received Gu Xiaoqiao's pitiful eyes for help, the two officials coughed lightly, held the saber on their waists and walked towards the old bizhai.
Qi Siye looked at the two officials, he didn't know what sad things he thought, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold and angry, and he said to Ning Que in a cold voice: "Little boss, did I say that Dongcheng will go with you before?"
I don't know why, Ning Que actually chose to talk at this time, and answered with a smile. Fourth Master Qi sneered and said, "Then I'll let you see why I dare to boast about this Haikou today." β
"What are you doing here, do you want to make trouble?" the official shouted as he walked to the front of the crowd.
"yes. Fourth Master Qi responded lightly, then waved his hand and said, "I'm going to make trouble, and I want to make a big deal about it, brothers, go up and greet these two official brothers." β
As soon as the words fell, the group of men in green shirts, green pants and green cloth boots surrounded them with a coax, and they didn't know who handed the first punch, and after a while, the fists and feet smashed into the bodies of the two Chang'an Mansion officials like a storm, the two officials were still scolding fiercely, and wanted to pull out the knife after revealing their identities, but they were kicked down, and after a while, they were beaten on the head and bled out, rolling on the ground with their heads, where did they still scold, only the painful moans remained, and even the two waist knives that represented their identities did not know who threw them out of the crowdγ
Ning Que only felt that Chang'an City's ** did things with rules and grace before, but at this moment, looking at the two official knives that were thrown out of the crowd, he knew that Chang'an City's ** was really ruthless, and even the people in the government dared to fight!
He looked at the scuffle outside the entrance of the shop in surprise, looked at the two officials with broken heads and bleeding officials, and was speechless in shock, Gu Xiaoqiang and those gangsters in Nancheng who were standing not far away, their expressions were even more exciting.
Since they got involved in the incident of Lin Forty-seventh Lane, they have not really confronted the power of the owner, and only then did they know that the other party was arrogant to this point!
"Alright, stop fighting. Qi Siye, who had been holding his arms and watching coldly, spoke, and the men in Tsing Yi dispersed, he walked to the side of the two officials, and said in a cold voice: "If you dare to kill my brother, don't blame me for being unkind." β
The slightly younger official stared at his face fiercely and said, "If you dare to beat the official, you just wait to be beheaded, do you want to directly hack me to death at this time, maybe it will be more cost-effective." β
Ning Que secretly sighed, sure enough, the people of Chang'an are so ambitious, even if they are a small servant, they still seem so tough in this situation.
Qi Siye squatted down and patted his face contemptuously: "Don't scare me with this, everyone is a dog raised by adults, you two dogs just wear one more piece of clothing than me, of course, your clothes are very expensive, so naturally you don't dare to kill you like this, but you said that dogs eat dogs on the street, will those adults care?"
After saying this, Fourth Master Qi turned around and saluted Ning Que, and then led his subordinates to leave in a dashing and arrogant manner, Gu Xiaoqiang and other bastards in Nancheng gathered together to discuss for a while, and also stepped forward to help the two officials with broken heads and bloodied officials to leave, no one glanced at Ning Que's master and servant, because everyone knew that since Fourth Master Qi had already spoken, before suppressing the other party's momentum or killing the other party, it was meaningless to intimidate Ning Que except to make his own family look stingy.
The dispute in Lane 47 ended like this, and there was no follow-up, as the fourth master Qi said, this kind of dog-eat-dog thing, the owners behind both sides had no interest in interfering, but Ning Que still couldn't figure out some things.
- Although the officials are small people, the official swords they wear in their official uniforms represent the face of the court and the dignity of the empire, even if the proprietor behind the fourth master of Qi - it is the middle-aged man who went into the shop to hide from the rain that day, no matter how deep the background is, beating the official on the street is still too arrogant to find death, not to mention that the fourth master of Qi does not clean up those bastards in the southern city, but does not act on the officials of Chang'an Mansion for no reason, this makes no sense.
Unless there is a deep vendetta between the two sides.
Thinking of his own speculation, remembering that incident, his brow furrowed slightly, and then stretched out again, the purpose of today is to go to the red sleeves to show his face, and at the same time go shopping to dissipate the pleasure of the first step of revenge, those troublesome new grudges that must be resolved in the future, leave them for today and then think about it.
There is a very long distance from Lin47 Lane to the Red Sleeve Zhao, and on weekdays, Ning Que generally takes the two-text line once to cross the city carriage, and today there is Sangsang as a companion, not afraid of boredom on the road, so he naturally chose to walk. Neither of them took the previous confrontation to heart, Ning Que was used to seeing bloody and dangerous scenes, and Sang Sang had no capacity in his mind except for some important things, so he was in a good mood to walk through the streets.
They went to Shenghuafang and Tongda Street, visited the bookstore, bought cheap lotus leaf rice, crossed Suzaku Street as fast as they could, and then found a lively place. Dozens of Chang'an people are kowtowing to an altar somewhere under the leadership of an old man in Taoist robes. Ning Que asked the people who were watching the excitement next to him, and only then did he know that this was a blessing ceremony being held at a certain Taoist temple at the south gate of Haotian Dao, hoping to move the spring rain of Chang'an City to the arid north.
I saw that the Taoist priest next to the altar had silver hair and long beard, his robe was swaying in the wind, and he looked really floating, a wooden sword in his hand was buzzing in the air, and several pieces of rune paper kept shaking at the point of the sword, faintly showing vermilion handwriting, and after a while, he only heard a snort, and the wooden sword broke through the air and was inserted into the yellow sand of the altar in front of him, and those few pieces of rune paper had long since burned with the wind, turning into pieces of ash scattered on the surface of the yellow sand.
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