The owner of the Wang Zhuang was squeezed by this thin man, but he was not angry. I only heard him say in a deep voice: "Master Pan, the owner of the Ma Zhuang, the two of you have misunderstood Wang." It's not that Wang doesn't want to send someone to help, but we are now preparing to build Zhong Kui Temple on Motianling, and have sent a lot of Zhuang Ding to purchase wood and bricks, and Zhuangzi is short of manpower. However, we dare not slack off on the affairs of the yamen, after Wang goes back, he will naturally convene the people in the village to discuss this matter, and each family will elect another person, and it is necessary to gather fifty people. It's just that in this way, it will inevitably take a lot of work, and I have to bring fifty people to the yamen tonight to listen to them, but I am afraid that it will be too late. ”

When Master Pan heard Lord Wang say this, his face looked a little better. He pondered for a moment before he spoke, "In that case, let's go back to our errands." If you can't get enough people before dinner, you have to bring them to the yamen before late at night. We have to do things overnight, and we can't delay. Lord Xiao is an official from the capital, and if his errand is messed up, the magistrate will have to follow him. If something happens to the magistrate, what will happen to you, you don't need me to say more?"

Several patriarchs nodded again and again, and Master Pan waved his right hand and said, "Okay, okay, don't pout with me." Hurry back to your own house, even if the house is demolished, you have to get me all the manpower. ”

When Master Pan said this, he paused slightly, and then said: "However, the amount of silver in Liaoyang Mansion this month has not been allocated, and the yamen still has to build Zhong Kui Temple, and the silver is almost spent, and he is unable to prepare meals for the Zhuang Ding of each village." When the patriarchs sent the men out, they had to prepare the rations themselves. Don't let everyone go hungry. Otherwise, it seems that our county master is not sympathetic to the people. “

Wang Zhuang and the others did not dare to delay, confessed their guilt to Master Pan, and left in a hurry. After everyone walked out of the gate of the Dongsheng Inn, Master Pan sneered, turned his head and called the man who was still drinking and punching, and said in a deep voice: "You all go and keep an eye on these guys for me, be sure that they do their best and don't delay." Tonight, we must send people to the magistrate's yamen to wait. ”

These tolerance catchers are getting drunk, and they are all drunk and smoky, and they are willing not to leave. However, seeing Master Pan's gloomy face, he scared the wine out of the way. It was a random promise, and then he carried his waist knife and staggered towards the outside of the inn. Several of them also stuffed the two remaining jugs of wine and half a fat chicken into their arms, intending to go out and drink again. Although Master Pan saw these filthy acts of catching fast, he didn't bother to pay attention to them.

After the crowd was about to leave, Master Pan pulled Shopkeeper Feng to the door and whispered a few words. Shopkeeper Feng nodded again and again, as if to reassure Master Pan. Master Pan glanced at Li Qiufeng, Shou Nanshan, Yan Song and others who were still sitting in the lobby, and then left with a stagger.

Shopkeeper Feng kept sending Master Pan out of the gate of Dongsheng Inn, and respectfully watched Master Pan's shadow disappear at the end of the alley, and then walked back to the lobby quickly. At this time, several guys had already packed up the leftovers from the three tables that no one had left, and several businessmen who were at the same table with Li Qiufeng and the others had also been full of wine and food, and went back to the room to rest on their own. At this time, in the lobby, only Li Qiufeng, Shou Nanshan, Zhang Yong and Yan Song were left. Shou Nanshan saw that the shopkeeper Feng came back, and said, "Shopkeeper, let's eat a few more cups, so as not to hinder your business?"

When Shou Nanshan and Zhang Yong lived in the store, they rewarded Feng with five coins of silver as soon as they made a move. In and out of the store these two days, I will always give a reward to the guy copper plate. It was the shopkeeper Feng and the others who were very polite to Shou Nanshan, otherwise they would not have allowed him to gamble in the lobby. At this time, hearing Shou Nanshan say this, Shopkeeper Feng said with a smile: "Master Shou just eats wine." It's just that this dish is a little cold, and the villain will let you warm it up. ”

Shou Nanshan shook his head, and said in his mouth: "Let's just eat wine, about these rookies? This Uncle Yan is the master who has tasted the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, and these dishes will not be put in his heart at all." Just blanch a few more pots of wine, and you won't have to wait for it. ”

After Shou Nanshan finished speaking, he took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it to Shopkeeper Feng. Shopkeeper Feng took the silver into his hand and estimated that it was five or six dollars. He was overjoyed in his heart, and said with a smile: "Master Shou's orders, the villain dares to disobey them? ”

After Shopkeeper Feng left happily, Yan Song said: "Let Mr. Shou break the bill, Yan is uneasy. ”

Shou Nanshan said with a smile: "Waste a bird! Lao Tzu won the silver today, and these ill-gotten gains can only cause trouble if they are left on his body, and he is worried that there is no place to spend it." It just so happens that you kid is invited to drink, which is also a good place. Haha, haha. ”

Shou Nanshan said this vulgarly, and the man sitting at the head of Yan Song raised his eyebrows, and said: "In front of my master, how can you be so rude?!"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his right palm and slapped it the table. A plate containing half a herring fish placed in front of Shou Nan Mountain suddenly jumped up and hit the door of Shou Nan Mountain.

Li Qiufeng had already seen that this man was armed with martial arts, and he was also a master. It's just that he didn't expect his internal strength to be so good, he just slapped his palm on the table, and the internal force spread out from the table, causing the plate in front of Shou Nanshan to fly. This person not only has deep internal force, but also has excellent internal force operation. If it weren't for that, a slap of his palm would only crack or shatter the table, but it would never send a plate a few feet away from him flying.

I saw that the plate was spinning very quickly, and it hit the door of Shounan Mountain. Just a few inches away, the plate suddenly stopped, and slowly fell to the table as it spun.

The man was shocked, staring at the plate with stunned eyes, watching it slowly fall on the table, just in front of Shou Nanshan. If you didn't see Fang Cai's situation, you would have thought that someone had carefully brought the plate to Shou Nanshan. The man knew that there was a master watching on his side, and he showed this shocking martial arts. Compared with his own kung fu that stirred this plate to fly, the martial arts of the person who secretly shot it were far above himself. Thinking of this, the man's face was as pale as earth, and his body trembled slightly.

Li Qiufeng sat beside Shou Nanshan and watched the plate slowly fall. He knew that Shou Nan Mountain's martial arts had not yet reached such a level, but on the right side of Shou Nan Mountain, there was a Zhang Yong who was at the top of his martial arts. There was Yan Song between Zhang Yong and the man, and at this time, I saw him with his hands wrapped in his big sleeves and placed under the table. A pair of eyes seemed to be open and closed, and he didn't seem to care about the situation around him. It's just that Li Qiufeng saw that his sleeves trembled slightly, and secretly thought in his heart that Zhang Yong's internal strength was profound, and he thought that it must be covered by his sleeves, and his hands were accumulated, and he held the plate in the air with his true qi, counteracting the internal force sent by the man, and put the plate down steadily.

From the time the man flew the plate to Zhang Yong's secret internal force to put the plate down, it was just an instantaneous thing. Yan Song didn't understand martial arts, so naturally he couldn't see the joints. I saw that his face changed, and he turned to the man and shouted: "You are reckless! Why don't you make amends to the old gentleman?!"

The man stood up, bowed to Shou Nanshan, and said, "I have offended the old gentleman, and I ask the old gentleman to forgive me." ”

Shou Nanshan smiled and said: "You are loyal to the master, what's wrong? If Lao Tzu reprimands your master, you treat it as if it's okay, then you are guilty." Don't talk nonsense about any crime, it's serious to sit down and drink as soon as possible!"

Yan Song said to the man: "Since the old gentleman asked you to sit down, you can sit down." This old gentleman is a man of temperament, and he doesn't speak sharply, but you think that the old gentleman is hurting people at the mouth, which is a big fallacy!"

The man sat down with a red face, not daring to speak again. Yan Song said to Shou Nanshan at this time: "Dare to ask the old gentleman's surname?"

Shou Nanshan said with a smile: "Lao Tzu's surname is Shou, and his name is Nanshan." I haven't asked your Excellency for your name. ”

Yan Song pondered for a moment, and said in his mouth: "My surname is Yan, my name is Song, and I am from Jiangxi." ”

Shou Nanshan glanced at him and said with a smile: "With Elder Yan's style, I think he is a person in the officialdom?"

As soon as Shou Nanshan said this, the man sitting on Yan Song's right raised his head, and a pair of eyes burst into flames, staring straight into Shou Nanshan's eyes. It's just that at this time, Zhang Yong had already opened his eyes and glanced at the man. The man was touched by Zhang Yong's gaze, and his heart couldn't help but feel a chill, only to feel a murderous aura coming straight from this unremarkable old man. He thought to himself that it was this old guy who was doing things on the plate just now!