The strange man who led the donkey occupied the best position on the first floor, and he didn't eat, nor did he order, he snatched the rice wine on the table next door and poured it clean with a few sips, and the guest next door was carrying a nine-ring knife, and a terrifying scar was drawn from the top of his left eye to the corner of his mouth.

The strange man who led the donkey didn't care, but took out a golden marble from his bosom and threw it into the scarred man's dishes like garbage, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm by the way.

The man with the scar immediately smiled and picked up the golden marble that was stained with soup and water and a little thick phlegm, wiped it and put it in his mouth and took a bite to confirm that it was genuine. Hurriedly put it into his sleeves and put on a well-behaved look of serving his ancestors.

"Grandpa, don't these martial arts people have a little shame?" The grandson of the Wang family on the second floor saw the appearance of the man with the scar on his head, and immediately sneered.

"Siyuan, don't worry too much. Although the old man of the Wang family also despises the behavior of the scarred man downstairs in his heart, but how to live and what he lives into, it is his own business, but he will not care, people are old, and they have seen too much ugliness in the world, so they will see it.

"Little young master, don't you know, this martial arts person is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the first class is, of course, the hero who wears white clothes and rides a white horse and has dozens of servants following behind him. "Don't wait for Yang Shan's shopkeeper to finish.

The young master of the Wang family had already interrupted the shopkeeper's words impatiently: "Shouldn't the first-class martial arts be a lone hero? How can there be a hero who walks the rivers and lakes and has to bring a bunch of servants. ”

"Siyuan, how can I teach you, you listen quietly when others are talking, and then interject when others finish. Old Man Wang frowned. This grandson of his own family has been pampered since he was a child, and everyone in Dazhou City knows that he is the only heir of the Wang family, and most of them give him a little thin face on his own name. After a long time, I have developed a hollow-minded temperament, and if I don't educate well, I don't know when I will suffer because of this.

"Old Master Wang, it's normal for the little young master to have these thoughts. Yang Shan's shopkeeper pointed to the many martial arts heroes downstairs who were competing to please the strange man who led the donkey: "Little master, look at these people, there are many martial arts masters among them, not everyone is a person who does nothing, the reason why everyone is currying favor with that strange person is nothing more than a word for money." If the heroes are short of money, they can't be the chivalrous men in white clothes. Don't you need to change your white clothes? Don't you buy the magic weapons in your hands? Raise horses, live in a hotel, and eat, and you need silver for everything. Even if you come to our Nashan Building to fight with others and break the tables and chairs, won't you be compensated? That's why I said that this first-class person is a hero who can afford to wear white clothes, ride a white horse, and have dozens of servants behind him. ”

The young master of the Wang family, named Siyuan, said disdainfully: "What's the point of such a hero, isn't there a hero who is strong in martial arts alone, and goes around to rob the rich and help the poor?"

Without waiting for Yang Shan's shopkeeper to answer, the old man of the Wang family had already snorted coldly: "The heroes you are talking about are all bullshit, but they are just a group of robbers! If you have the ability to make money by yourself, then go to your daughter to be a good person, and what kind of ability is it to rob other people's things. ”

The little young master still wanted to argue about something, but was interrupted by the old man of the Wang family: "I know what you want to say, those martial arts masters who are not short of money, I have never seen one of your grandfathers in my life, and I have seen a lot of so-called masters who are short of money to come to my justice dart bureau to beg for food." ”

Yang Shan's shopkeeper saw that the young master of the Wang family was a little annoyed, and seemed to be ready to go crazy, so he hurriedly changed the topic: "Our Dazhou is located in the Yanbei traffic artery, and it is close to the border, so there are many bandits, and it is naturally inconvenient to completely control those martial arts people, so the official decrees are much more lenient for them. That is, because of our policy in Dazhou, most of the warriors who have some skills in various parts of Yan Country are willing to run to Dazhou in addition to joining the army. When you get here, as long as you have the ability, you won't be short of food. Compared with Dunton's drinking the northwest wind, who is not more willing to find a rich family to find a position as a caretaker from now on, and there is no need to hide his head and tail, and Dundun has wine and meat, and there is a girl in the warm house to sleep with at night. If you don't want to find a rich family or say that you are not good at it, you can go to the shops of salt merchants, iron merchants, and tea merchants everywhere to hang their names, and whenever they set off to do business in the Northern Wilderness, they will follow to make some benefits, although most of the silver of the ambulance is taken away by the dart bureau, but it will also leak some to these people, they are called darts. These people must be much clearer than I am. ”

Old Man Wang immediately nodded slightly, and agreed with Yang Shan's statement, Yang Shanshan continued: "If you wait again, you can only go to places like those official roads leading to the Northern Wilderness, and form gangs in groups of three or five to do some things like stealing chickens and dogs, killing people and stealing goods." However, most of them do it a few times, and when they run into a hard stubble, maybe no one will see them again, and there is a chance that they will not be found. ”

The young master of the Wang family originally listened with a look of annoyance, but the longer he listened, the more gloomy his expression became. When I was a child, the heroes I read in the book who valued wealth and love and righteousness, and who were bent on robbing the rich and helping the poor, did not exist at all. After so many years of fantasy, liking, and hard work, it has become such a cold and realistic slap downstairs.

The appearance of a bunch of people trying their best to please the strange man leading the donkey made him no longer have the slightest appetite: "Grandpa, I can't eat, I'll go and breathe." ”

This time, the old man of the Wang family didn't stop it, but just nodded. The little young master of the Wang family got up, and then didn't look at the ugly appearance of those people downstairs, the faces of those people really made him nauseous.

He glanced around the people on the second floor, and found that most of their eyes were shining with envy, jealousy, greed, and the cold light before killing people and overstepping goods. When the young master of the Wang family accompanied his grandfather on the dart, he had never seen that kind of look. The kind of outlaw who can't even want his life for money has such a look. Now they appear in the eyes of these richly dressed so-called nobles on the second floor. Are there any good people in this world?

Really, there was such a thin man in white clothes sitting by the window of the street, and a sword inlaid with emeralds was placed on the table in his hand. At this moment, he was serving a pot of wine, drinking to himself in front of the people on the street, not caring about the noise downstairs.