Chapter 5: What Happened at the Inn

There were not many people coming and going in the imperial court, and it happened that the sky was not beautiful, but the weather in August was like a wax moon in the middle of winter, and it was so cold that it was "refreshing" and not flattering. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

At this time, the inn was full of travelers who were blocked by God's snort, which made it extremely crowded and lively.

Xiao Er was busy greeting the guests, with beads of sweat on his forehead, and his mouth was cursing with pain: "This damn weather can be a little more freezing." The fat shopkeeper stood at the counter with a smile and was snickering, "This damn weather can be a little more freezing." ā€

In the wine shop in front of the inn, from time to time, there are men in cowhide coats coming in and out, and some of them drink a few glasses of wine, and then deliberately open their shirts, revealing their weedy chests, indicating their masculine side, even if there are no female guests in and out of the house at all.

When we came here, there was an inn where there wasn't even an empty bunk, but my experience since childhood taught me the charm of money, and that there are not many things in the world that can't be done with money.

So we weren't in a hurry, we first found a corner seat and sat down, asked for a pot of sake, a plate of lace, two braised eggs, and tasted it slowly.

I always like to choose to lean against the corner of the position, first, I can have a full view of the surrounding environment, and secondly, if there is any emergency, it will not make me suffer from the enemy, people who are wandering on the rivers and lakes, I don't know who I offended every minute, and there are countless examples of death, so it is better to be cautious.

I don't eat quickly, and I don't make any noise, as my old father said, and this is the behavior that any well-bred person must have. With a glass of wine in my stomach, my body has warmed up, and twilight has gradually approached.

The old Ye had already walked over, stood behind me, and said, "The first-class room has been vacated and cleaned, and Gongzi Xie can rest at any time." ā€

As expected, I already knew that he would do this well, or rather that money could do it well, so it was more appropriate, I nodded, motioned for him to sit down, and stood like this, not knowing that I was very him. Lao Ye hesitated for a while, finally sat down on the side, and began to move his chopsticks.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Lao Ye suddenly said again, "Those dogs and cubs in Heming Villa are also here, it seems that they are also going to Luoyang, do we want to... ā€

Heming Villa, the nobles in Chang'an City, is said to have 12 branches, Chou, Yin, Mao, Chen, Si, Wu, Wei, Shen, You, Xu, Hai, the leader of each branch has very good skills, and the strength is the strongest in the sub-department, and so on.

Heming Villa has gone through three terms, the first two owners are loyal to the country's princes and ministers, once had great prestige in Chang'an City, but also because of offending many royal relatives, the second owner was killed in the war to resist foreign enemies.

The leaders of the twelve branches of Heming Villa are waiting for the opportunity to betray, Heming Villa once fell on the verge of collapse, the third generation of young master is ostensibly a cynical brother, doing nothing all day long, specializing in causing trouble, in fact, he is a guy who is very deep in the city, especially after he visited the famous teacher, he created an extremely strange boxing method, called "Eight Desolation God Fist". But no one has seen it, because everyone who has seen it has died under his fist, and the reason is simple, he did not learn boxing for showmanship.

However, the most terrifying thing is not his fist skills, but his mind, in this crisis, with his witty mind, he has become the third master in the true sense of the word, and now he is living in seclusion, and the outside world speculates that he is planning a terrifying conspiracy, with the goal of revenge. Such a famous person must also be a very troublesome person.

I immediately interrupted him and said, "No, it's easy to settle the dispute, it's important to hand over the task, just avoid them this time, the dog bites us, do we have to bite back?"

Zha Lao Ye also smiled: "The childe has taught him a lesson, but that 'smiling man' Murong Sheng is really too deceitful, and one day I will peel his skin and drink with his heart." ā€

I frowned, the smiling Lang Murong Sheng, the leader of the Twelfth Branch, is the youngest leader of the Twelfth Branch, a sinister and treacherous villain, once I saw him bullying an old vendor in the downtown area, and after being taught a lesson by me and Lao Ye, he has always held a grudge against us, and once threatened to abolish us!

But to be the leader of one of the twelve divisions of Heming Xuan, he also has a certain strength, I smiled: "This villain with a knife in his smile, he can live until now, after all, there are two sieves, and it is not difficult to kill him, but the twelve divisions behind him and the owner of Heming Villa are not easy to deal with." ā€

Although I was talking to Lao Ye in my mouth, my eyes were always staring at the door in front of me that was covered with a green curtain of green cloth, because I wanted to see that person, the interesting person I met on the road, the weather was so cold, I don't know how he is now, can he find a place to stay before the weather worsens?

Lao Ye saw my eyebrows and eyes, and had guessed that I was distracted by seven or eight things in my heart, worthy of following me for so long, he said: "That person's feet are not fast, not to mention that he has to bring a child with him, I am afraid that he will not be able to get here until the time of the shift." ā€

I smiled and said, "I don't think he can't go fast, it's just that he doesn't want to waste his strength, if I guess correctly, there are no other inns in this radius, we will see him soon, and then maybe I will have the opportunity to treat him to a drink." ā€

The bearded man also smiled and said: "Sometimes, I really can't figure out what the son is thinking in his heart, the person who is good to you, you may not be good to him, and the person who is not good to you, you just run to talk to others." ā€

I also laughed, and the experience of childhood flashed through my mind, and I explained: "Because I can see one thing, others must ask for something if they are good to me, and they are not good to me, it is definitely from the heart." ā€

The bearded man didn't say anything anymore, he only shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Then he saw a few people enter the restaurant through a door at the back of the inn, and all three of them were talking loudly, talking about the great achievements of the rivers and lakes, as if they had experienced them themselves.

Although many people cast disgusted eyes, but it was only fleeting, after all, there were not many people in the imperial dynasty who dared to speak loudly, except for those high-ranking officials and dignitaries in the imperial city of Chang'an, the rest were the two major families of Heming Villa and Pinmingzhai in the north of the city, if they could choose, no one wanted to grudge with any of these two families.