Chapter 20 - The Remnants of the State of Chen
The two of them walked on the street, and it was still that prosperous scene, but there were obviously fewer pedestrians on the street, and those fierce and vicious figures had long since disappeared, leaving only those ordinary and simple people.
Geng Huyuan and Meng Ran glanced at each other, looked at the worry in each other's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh slightly.
Although the two were a little worried that it would not be safe outside, they could not resist the hunger, so they had to continue walking on the street.
Meng Ran complained as he walked: "What kind of inn is this, it is really incomprehensible to ask guests to come out to eat." ”
Geng Huyuan smiled and said: "Young master, this is just a small town, there is only one cook in the inn, naturally it can't be compared with Lin'an, you should be patient." ”
"Hey..."Meng Ran shook his head slightly and said, "Hurry up and go back to rest after eating, let's set off early tomorrow morning." ”
"Good. ”
The two continued to walk, and after crossing a street, they saw a teahouse, and when they got closer, they saw that the plaque at the door of the teahouse read "Listening to the Rain Pavilion".
Meng Ran looked at the words on the plaque for a while, and said to Geng Huyuan beside him: "Uncle Geng, this is very good to listen to the three words of Yuge, and the boss here is also very stylish, we might as well go in and eat and drink." ”
Geng Huyuan said: "There is no need. But don't tell me about calligraphy in the future, although those words recognize me, but I don't recognize them. ”
Meng Ran looked at the figure beside him with a strange look, he remembered that Geng Huyuan could recognize words, why did he pretend to be illiterate now, was there something wrong?
Geng Huyuan didn't see Meng Ran's expression, but just strode into the teahouse.
When Meng Ran entered the lobby of the teahouse, Geng Huyuan was already sitting in a corner, talking to the running hall, thinking that he was asking for some food.
Meng Ran walked over, sat on the stool next to Geng's nursing home, and opened his mouth to ask, "Uncle Geng, why don't you go up to the second floor? ”
Geng Huyuan glanced at the lobby quietly, and said softly: "The first floor is fine, let's eat something quietly." ”
Meng Ran didn't know why, so he had to stare at the guests at the other tables.
When he was looking at himself, a white figure came into his eyes, and he was about to get up, but he was held down by Geng Huyuan.
"Young Master, what are you going to do?"
"I think I know that guy over there. ”
"Since you don't know each other, don't go there. ”
Meng Ran still had to argue, he was stepped on hard by Geng Huyuan, he wanted to complain, but was frightened by Geng Huyuan's calm eyes, so he had to endure the pain and pretend that nothing had happened.
Soon, the shopkeeper served a pot of tea and a few plates of snacks.
After pouring two cups of tea casually, Geng Huyuan said to Meng Ran: "Young master, hurry up and eat, don't you want to buy something else?"
When Meng Ran was about to subconsciously ask what to buy, he was stepped on by Geng Huyuan again, so he hurriedly agreed: "Yes, yes, hurry up and eat, eat well and go shopping." ”
Meng Ran held a shortbread in one hand and a teacup in the other, looking like he was eating and drinking.
Geng Huyuan also picked up the snacks on the table and ate them slowly.
After a while, the two of them had almost eaten, and they called the shopkeeper to meet the account.
When he was about to walk out of the lobby of the teahouse, he was stopped by a figure dressed in black.
Geng Huyuan first hugged his fists and asked, "Dare to ask this friend, what's the matter?"
The man smiled slightly, "The two of you are invited, my master has something to ask you." ”
Geng Huyuan didn't look different, but just asked, "Who are you?"
The man didn't rush to reveal his identity, but said, "You'll know when you get to the second floor." ”
"Okay. Fatigue leads the way. ”
The man first stretched out his hand to make an invitation, and then went up the stairs to the second floor, and Geng Huyuan and Meng Ran naturally followed closely behind.
When the two went up to the second floor, they saw more than a dozen men of different heights, led by a middle-aged man, who was sitting there at the moment, wearing a black brocade robe and a white wolf embroidered on his chest.
His eyes were fixed on the empty air, and he didn't care about the guests.
After a long while, he looked at Geng Huyuan and Meng Ran, "What are you doing here?"
"When you're hungry, come here for a bite to eat. ”
"Oh?
Faced with this lukewarm question, Geng Huyuan was secretly figuring out the other party's intentions in his heart.
Meng Ran, who was on the side, looked at those people non-stop, and asked in a curious tone, "Are you the people of the Imperial City Division?"
The middle-aged man looked at Meng Ran and replied, "Exactly." ”
"Then what are you doing in this town?" Meng Ran asked with a serious face, "What is it that makes you so excited?"
The middle-aged man didn't have any other emotions because of Meng Ran's question, but said patiently: "Do you know Chen Guo?"
Meng Ran nodded, "Naturally, I know." It is said that Empress Chen was an absurd monarch, so he was swept away by Emperor Taizu's army, and only then did he have the prosperous atmosphere of Daliang today. ”
The middle-aged man's expression was a little kind, "Yes, I think you have also read a book." ”
"Well, I've been reading it for years. ”
The man continued: "Although the Chen Kingdom has been destroyed by our dynasty for more than a hundred years, those remnants of the Chen Kingdom have always made waves, and they have always been the thorns in the flesh of my Great Liang Dynasty, making it difficult for people to sleep. If you don't pull out these flesh thorns for a day, you will have one more day of anxiety. Recently, there have been remnants of Chen Guo here. ”
"No wonder..."Meng Ran bowed slightly, thoughtful.
The middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Now you know why I asked you why you are here in the first place, right?"
Meng Ran nodded seriously, "Got it." Now that the remnants of the previous dynasty have appeared, it is natural to ask us who are passing by outsiders to ask us clearly. ”
The middle-aged man bowed his head appreciatively and said, "Then you can say it now, right?"
Meng Ran smiled and said, "It's actually very simple, we are staying at the Yuelai Inn, just because at this hour, the cook there is resting, so we will come here to eat something." ”
The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Since this is the case, then you can go." ”
"It's that simple?" Meng Ran was a little surprised, just because this person's approach was very inconsistent with his understanding of the Imperial City Division.
"Otherwise?" the man couldn't help but smile, "Do you still want to stay here and watch the play?"
"Not really. It's just that I heard that the Imperial City Division's Flowing Wind Knife is extremely powerful, and I want to see it. ”
The man was angry and funny, and scolded softly: "What a young man who doesn't know what is serious, don't leave quickly, don't ask for trouble." ”
Meng Ran sighed and saluted.
When Geng Huyuan and Meng Ran went down to the second floor, the middle-aged man's face turned slightly cold, and after a while of silence, he asked the people around him, "Who is in charge of Yuelai Inn?"
"It's Xiao Qin. ”
The middle-aged man reached out and tapped on the arm of the chair and ordered, "Go and ask him if what these two people said is true." ”
"Yes. A wizened figure walked away. I saw that he did not go downstairs, but quietly left through the open window of the hole.
The middle-aged man stood up, walked to the window facing the street, looked at Meng Ran's figure gradually drifting away, his expression was slowly cold, and then waved his hand behind him.
A sharp whistle sounded throughout the teahouse, and within a few breaths, the sound of a fight was heard.
Other than the crackling of tables and benches, the popping of knives slashing into people, and the muffled grunts of people after being injured, there was no superfluous sound.
With a bang, the mullioned window was smashed, and the fight shifted to the street, where several men dressed in black and holding long knives surrounded a tall white figure.
Several people were in a mess, and from time to time there was the sound of weapons colliding.
The middle-aged man watching the battle on the second floor snorted lightly, and several figures jumped down from the upper floor behind him and joined the battle group.
As a result, the tall white figure quickly fell into disadvantage, and the defensive position was embarrassing, and it was very stretched.
At this moment, a few hawkers who were originally hiding on the side and fearing their hands and feet got up, entered the battle group with a sprint, and cut down several men in black with knives in their hands.
The middle-aged man watching upstairs smiled slightly and said softly, "Close the net." ”
The person next to him nodded slightly, and after taking out the bamboo whistle, he blew a signal of 'three long and one short'.
In an instant, the surrounding rooftops were filled with people, their crossbows in their hands, and they shot at the vendors and the white figure.
The blood flowers are like the peach blossoms falling in spring, charming and poignant.
A round of crossbow fire, only one person remained from the peddler, and the white figure was also bloodstained, I don't know if it was other people's blood or his own.
The two of them shouted violently, and rushed back to the lobby of the Listening Rain Pavilion.
The black-clothed figures followed closely, and the sound of knives began again.
The middle-aged man saw that there was no good show to watch, so he returned to his seat, took a sip of tea slowly, and waited quietly for the result.
At this time, a loud noise suddenly came from the first floor, which shook the dust on the beams of the house.
The middle-aged man's hand holding the teacup trembled slightly, and he commanded in a low voice: "Go and have a look, don't let people run, otherwise you ......"
There is no need to say superfluous words, just listen to his emotionless tone to know his mood at the moment.
After a while, someone ran up the stairs with a 'knock'. As soon as he reached the second floor, he knelt on the ground fiercely, and said in his mouth: "My lord, there is a person who has run away, and they are chasing." ”
The middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Go and chase." If you can't catch up, you don't have to come back. ”
"Yes. ”
The man kowtowed heavily and climbed down the stairs.
Hearing only a 'click', the middle-aged man slammed the teacup in his hand on the ground, and scolded in his mouth: "What a bunch of waste, this little thing can still be messed up." ”
Someone next to him asked softly, "My lord, do you want to send a few more brothers over?"
"Yes. The middle-aged man pondered for a while, and then ordered: "Leave the four people, and all the others will pass, and you must arrest them back." Remember, be alive. ”
"Yes. ”
As soon as the voice fell, a few figures in the corner left the second floor, leaving only a few afterimages in the air.