Chapter Ninety-Eight: Losing Both
"How many of you are fighting or staying in a hotel?" The area around West Lake has always been the most prosperous area, and there have never been a few powerful and wealthy businessmen who come and go. When Xiao Er saw them walking in, he naturally didn't panic and came up to ask.
Zhao Baiyi said: "Stay in the hotel." How many upper rooms do you have left?"
Xiao Er said: "Ouch, you're at the right time, I just returned the three upper rooms, and I just cleaned them up." ”
"Three rooms?" Zhao Baiyi frowned, "What about the rest of the rooms?"
Xiao Er smiled: "There was a group of people who just left, more than two dozen people." In addition to these three upper rooms, there is also a whole yard at the back, which is completely enough for a dozen people. ”
Zhao Baiyi looked back at Zhao Qingyan, who had already found a place to sit down: "Yunmo?"
Zhao Qingyan said: "Let's just leave it here, it's a room specially left for us." Except here, I'm afraid there is no other place. ”
Zhao Baiyi also knew that his party was coming so late, it would be good to have a good place to live, and seeing Zhao Qingyan looking like he was waiting for the food to be served, he also decided: "Okay, let's give us the three upper rooms and the courtyard, stay for ten days, and don't necessarily eat here every meal." Waving his hand, the guard behind him took out a few silver tickets and called for Xiao Er. At this kind of lively time, the inn naturally asks for a high price, and Zhao Baiyi gives enough money.
Xiao Er took it and asked with a smile: "What do you want to eat for a few guest officers?" The kitchen can be made at any time, very fast. ”
Zhao Baiyi saw that Zhao Qingyan didn't react, so he said: "You can see what you want, and a few more jars of good wine here." ”
Xiao Er said: "We have a lot of wine here, what kind of wine do you want?"
Zhao Baiyi said: "I heard that your lamb wine here is not bad, so come to the Three Altars Lamb Bar." ”
Xiao Er said: "Okay, you wait, just come." ”
"What's uncomfortable?" Zhao Baiyi sat down opposite Zhao Qingyan and looked at his face carefully, "listless." ”
Zhao Qingyan said: "Maybe it's a little tired, just go and rest for a while." ”
Zhao Baiyi said: "Three upper rooms, then you and Haoxuan will have one, I will have one, and Jiangzhen Lord will have one?"
Zhao Qingyan asked, "I heard from Uncle Nine that there are still a few people who are responsible for protecting us coming here." Don't have to leave them a room?"
Zhao Baiyi said: "Isn't there still a courtyard, just let them squeeze it." There is not enough place to say. ”
Zhao Qingyan looked at the guards who filled the four tables, and couldn't help but smile slightly bitterly: "There are still so many people here." Usually, the second brother runs out by himself, and I often wander around with Haoxuan, and I don't see my father and Uncle Jiu worried. ”
Zhao Baiyi smiled narrowly: "Maybe it's because the fourth uncle is worried that there will be a few young talents who admire Miss Mu on the road and rush out to beat you up, so he specially drew out eight of the best guards to accompany you." Coupled with the three guards sent by the thirteenth uncle, I pity that I only have three people given by my father, and still tell me to 'take care of Mo'er'. Gee. ”
Zhao Qingyan rubbed his forehead and muttered, "I'm here to accompany my second brother, isn't it okay to cross the river and tear down the bridge like this?"
Zhao Baiyi said: "I haven't crossed the river......" Before he finished speaking, there was a loud sound of smashing things overhead. There was a slight pause, followed by a few more soft sounds, followed by an irregular sound.
"What kind of sound is this?" Zhao Baiyi was startled and looked up at Fang Liang.
Zhao Qingyan also looked up and asked, "Someone is fighting?"
Xiao Er, who was also taken aback, hurriedly said: "I'll go upstairs and take a look, a few guest officers will sit first." He turned and ran upstairs.
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"You open the door, you open the door?" Xiao Er listened to the sound of fighting inside, and no one answered, seeing that the door was not closed, he gritted his teeth, pushed the door and walked in.
"This ......"
It is no longer possible to describe it as "all over the place". From the tables, chairs, cabinets, to the bedding on the bed, they were all destroyed, and they could not be seen as they were. What's even more terrifying is the depression in the ground and the pit in the wall that I don't know what to use to smash out. Xiao Er complained bitterly in his heart, and at the same time hesitated whether to pull the two people who were fighting apart.
Fortunately, the two of them noticed that there was another person in the room in time, dropped the table leg and other things in their hands, and each took a few steps back.
Bai Zhen half-leaned against the wall and barely allowed himself to stand, looking at his half of the sleeves that had been torn off, by the way, he glanced at the bruises that were smashed on his wrists, and then looked at the neat white robe on his body that had become miserable, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows again: "I spent nearly two hundred taels of silver to buy this shirt! Look at it, you have broken it! I have only worn it twice, do you know?"
"What are you yelling about? It's just a torn dress, can't this young master just pay you for it? Don't shout, is it enough for the young master to accompany you in ten pieces?" Wen Lun sat in a mess regardless of his image, grinned, raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, looking at the blood stains on the back of his hand, he was even more dissatisfied, "Young master, is my face swollen? You see it's bleeding! Why are you so shameless?"
Bai Zhen casually threw a punch on the wall to express his dissatisfaction, but made the already injured hand even more serious, and couldn't help but gasp in pain, but he refused to admit defeat: "I don't know who is so shameless, just beckoning me to my face?"
Wen Lun looked at his embarrassed appearance and laughed: "Look at your appearance, it hurts you to death." Look at your hand, the elbow I ate yesterday looks like a full face. ”
Not to be outdone, Bai Zhen scolded: "Look at your swollen face, like a pig's head with meat hanging on a hook!"
Wen Lun glared: "Look at you, the cloak is not ugly?"
Bai Zhen glanced at his loose hair, and said angrily: "Then you look down at you, your clothes are all open, what kind of body is it to show your breasts?"
Wen Lun pulled up the placket of his clothes and shouted, "Who doesn't want to scratch my clothes?"
Bai Zhen pouted: "Who would snatch your big man's clothes rarely? I don't know who is so shameless and actually pulls my hair." ”
Wen Lun looked disdainful: "At first glance, you have no rules, and you don't know how to tie up your hair when you go out, so you scatter yourself." ”
Bai Zhen replied unceremoniously: "Yes, that's better than someone who doesn't tidy up his clothes and scatters after a few jumps." ”
Wen Lun rolled his eyes: "Each other." ”
Seeing that the war had subsided for a while, lest they continue any longer, Xiao Er hurriedly interjected: "Second Young Master, what are you?"
Wen Lun asked angrily, "Can't you see, we're arguing." Look, look, what did I make him look like?"
Bai Zhen snorted heavily: "Your young owner actually did it to me, look at my clothes, these are my favorite pieces." ”
Wen Lun said: "I know that I feel sorry for your few rags, young master, my face is not worth more than that thing?"
Bai Zhen sneered: "That's why I didn't tear your face." ”
Wen Lun stood up tremblingly against the wall and asked, "Do you want to fight?"
Bai Zhen raised his chin: "Come on, look at you like that." Try two steps?"
Wen Lun was speechless for a moment, and could only respond with a sneering laugh and twist his head.
Seeing that he was defeated, Bai Zhen smiled proudly: "Second Young Master of the Wen family, do you want to give me an explanation for the guests who come to stay like this?"
"Huh?" Wen Lun looked at the idiot with an expression, "Guest, have you given the money?"
Bai Zhen tidied up his clothes, took out a neat stack of silver tickets from his arms, signaled to Wen Lun, and then waved his hand to signal Xiao Er, who was stunned at the door, to come over: "Come, this is the compensation for the things damaged in this house, you can see if it is enough." ”
Wen Lun also took out the only half of the silver ticket from his arms, clicked it, looked around again, and said, "Come, I'm out of this money, you look carefully on the ground, there are quite a few." ”
As soon as he looked up, he saw Bai Zhen look back at himself with an idiotic expression: "I said, Second Young Master Wen, isn't your brain broken by a mere mistake? This is your inn, isn't there a rearranged silver tael on the account? Are you going to pay your own money and save a few more money for your own account book?"
Wen Lun's face turned slightly red, but he said stiffly: "This is an inn under my eldest brother's name, and I don't want my eldest brother to break the bank." ”
Bai Zhen sighed twice and asked, "It wasn't you who stole your eldest brother Peiyu out and sold it for a few buns?"
Wen Lun saw that he was about to start exposing his childhood troubles, and hurriedly said: "You have to get it, it's my mistake, can't I compensate you?"
Bai Zhen rubbed his wrist and said, "Forget it, for the sake of your youth and ignorance, I won't care about you." ”
Wen Lun saw the bruises on his wrists, and then he remembered the pain on his body, and looked at Xiao Er decisively: "Go buy two sets of ready-to-wear clothes, and call two more Lang Zhong." ”
Bai Zhen corrected slowly: "Call Lang Zhong first, just call one." ”
Wen Lun stopped arguing with Bai Zhen anymore, and followed his words: "Yes, call one, come quickly, and fetch two more basins of water." ”
Xiao Er secretly glanced at the miserable room, and asked cautiously, "Did you just call here?"
Wen Lun said impatiently: "Isn't there no spare room yet?" It's good here, don't be so picky." The old man on duty at the pharmacy opposite should have been the ones who followed my father when he was young, and he was not afraid of them talking. And you, don't talk nonsense. ”
Xiao Er assured in a loud voice: "Yes, yes, the little one will definitely not talk nonsense, just rest assured." ”
Wen Lun looked at him suspiciously: "Really?"
Xiao Er couldn't cry or laugh: "Naturally, it's true, where does the little one dare to talk nonsense like this?"
Bai Zhen saw that Wen Lun was still verbose, so he simply said to Xiao Er: "Okay, leave him alone." You go find one or two stern mouths to come over and help clean up this place, fetch two basins of water, and we can at least wash our faces first. ”
When Xiao Er saw him speak, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly responded, and then ran out, lest Wen Lun have any more orders.
Xiao Er left, Wen Lun was not angry, licked the blood from the corner of his lips, and said, "I'm sorry." ”
Bai Zhen turned his head and glanced at him with a smile: "You licked the blood and apologized to me viciously, why do I have a very bad feeling?"
Wen Lun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "I was in a bad mood before, so I wanted to beat someone, and I was already comfortable after the beating, you don't need to have a bad feeling." ”
Bai Zhen looked at him with a smile: "Are you sure you want to beat someone, not to be beaten?" I remember that you always had to be beaten by me to get rid of your anger. ”
Wen Lun said angrily: "That's not because I can't beat you? Otherwise, what do you think I'm practicing martial arts for?"
Bai Zhen shook his head and looked sincere: "I don't know, after all, if I hadn't let you, you would still have been put by me in three or five moves." ”
Wen Lun laughed and said, "Three or five moves, are you sure I'm so bad?"
Bai Zhen also smiled: "I'm not sure." ”
The two smiled at each other, and finally ended the bickering.
Wen Lun simply lay on the ground, while Bai Zhen slid to the ground against the wall and sat down, pranayama quietly, waiting for Lang Zhong to come over.