readx;? Zhao Ming and the two did not walk long before they came to the town under the mountain, looking for the post station where the white horse was stored, but I didn't expect that the stationmaster here has been replaced, although the white horse is still there, but the new stationmaster is unwilling to return the white horse to Zhao Ming easily, although the monk of Shaolin is very respected by the people here, but it can't be snatched by skill, at least at this moment in the eyes of everyone Zhao Ming and the two are skillful robbery, there is no evidence to prove that this white horse is Zhao Ming's, Zhao Ming thought it would be a few days, and he still has the identity of the imperial court, the horse storage here will not happen at all, let alone such a thing, but I didn't expect that even if I had been gone for so long, when I came back again, it was already a thing, and my horse was taken by others. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Thinking of this, Zhao Ming couldn't help but shake his head helplessly, although he is not a good person, if there is no one here, he doesn't mind coming a little. Tough's means, but at this time, the post station has been three layers outside the three layers of those stationmasters shouted over, it is estimated that the stationmaster is also a little jealous of the identity of Zhao Ming Shaolin monks, after all, this is still Shaolin jurisdiction, although there is no such statement on the surface, but on the rivers and lakes here is Shaolin's territory, even many industries in this town are Shaolin, if he is not reluctant to such a handsome white horse, it is estimated that he will not offend the monks of Shaolin for a horse, you must know that if you really make a big fuss, don't want to mix at the foot of this Shaolin Mountain。

Zhao Ming glanced at the onlookers around him, although they were all very skeptical of their words, but no one came out to stand up for the stationmaster of the station, after all, the two of them are also monks no matter what they say, and the monks here, especially the monks of Shaolin, are still very fearful, of course, there are generally no monks who can easily go down the mountain.

Zhao Ming looked at this middle-aged man who was posing with a look of what kind of can you take me, Zhao Ming shook his head and said: "I don't care if you believe it or not, I want to take this horse away, and I don't want you to say that my Shaolin monks are not moral, and they are forcibly seized here, here is one hundred taels, enough for you to buy several horses, if you still don't want to, I can only report to the official, presumably the government here will still handle it impartially......" After speaking, Zhao Ming took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels from his sleeve and put it in front of this man.

This man's eyes shrank involuntarily when Zhao Ming said the report, whether this horse was his or not was not known to him is the most clear, when the old stationmaster here was transferred away, he also explained to himself, this white horse is a Shaolin monk, to raise it well, when the time comes, if there is a monk to pick up himself, he must return it, but after more than a year, he was still thinking about the old stationmaster's words, but time still he thought that this horse was no longer wanted, and he wanted to try to ride it if he was fine, but he was thrown out by this horse, at that time he knew that this was definitely a rare horse, and only such a good horse would recognize the owner, Don't let outsiders get on easily, plus Zhao Ming has never come to the door to pick up the horse, so he gradually gave birth to a greedy mind in his heart, and took the horse for himself, but he didn't expect that the owner of the horse for a year really came to the door, he remembered the words of the old stationmaster, but he was reluctant in his heart, and the scene in front of him finally happened.

But when Zhao Ming said that he was going to report to the official, he was really a little panicked, he thought that he was making such a fuss, even the monks of Shaolin did not dare to rob him like this, after all, the prestige of Shaolin was going to be on these two people, they must not dare to do it easily, and when the time came, it would be natural for this horse to be their own, but I didn't expect Zhao Ming to be so strong, not only was he not frightened by the battle in front of him, but he also had to report to the official, the government here will not care if this horse is really their own, if they want to be a stable parent official here, they must have a good relationship with Shaolin, and this kind of thing is not the best opportunity for the other party, he is also a person in the imperial court system, and of course he will not be unclear about these ditches.

Moreover, the one hundred taels that Zhao Ming put in front of his eyes really made him very excited, although the white horse was good, but after all, he had not been able to tame, it was simply a hot potato that could not be seen and touched, maybe in the end he would still be in this Shaomu Mountain, and the silver ticket of this hundred taels was the most real.

But looking at the adjacency of the three layers around him, this man didn't know what to do for a while, if he accepted this silver ticket, he wouldn't be thought that he was really a thief and shouted to catch a thief, how could he mix in this area in the future, but if he really didn't take it, the two monks in front of him probably wouldn't make him feel better, maybe he would be imprisoned in the end, thinking of this, this man's face couldn't help but collapse, why did he come here, why did he have to call so many people to come, now he is digging a pit for himself。

Zhao Ming didn't care what this man thought, seeing that the man hadn't taken the silver ticket for a long time, his face couldn't help but be cold, he came to get his horse back, and in the end, he didn't want to get into trouble and bought the horse back with a large sum of silver, and the other party was still unwilling, how not to annoy him.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ming couldn't help but snort coldly, and the silver ticket in his hand was about to be withdrawn.

Dahan also seemed to feel Zhao Ming's dissatisfaction, seeing that Zhao Ming's hand was going to be withdrawn, he couldn't care about any face at this time, he had a hundred taels where to go, why did he have to stay here, and besides, this post station was not his own, the post station of the imperial court, he was just appointed to watch the horses here, and he was just a horseman if he heard it was good, and he was just a horseman if he didn't hear it, and he didn't necessarily save a hundred taels of silver every year, so why should he die here.

Thinking of this, he would care about what kind of face, and reached out and grabbed the silver ticket that Zhao Ming was about to take back.

Zhao Ming looked at the guy in front of him coldly, and finally let go of his hand without saying anything, he was very unhappy with the greedy guy in front of him, but he didn't want to cause trouble and get along with these ordinary people, since this person was willing to take this money and take himself, there was no need to embarrass an ordinary person.

But the thoughts of the onlookers are different, originally they still have a skeptical attitude towards the dispute between the two, after all, a person who has a nose and an eye, makes people feel that even if these two monks are snatching skillfully, but the monks of Shaolin are still very respected in the minds of these people, and there has never been such a thing, they naturally have little doubt about the boss's words, and at this moment they saw that the boss really turned out to be the silver ticket in the monk's hand and gave the horse to the other party, and what made them even more incredible was that the white horse really ran towards the other party between Zhao Ming waved his hand, and licked Zhao Ming's hand, This made everyone more sure that this matter was not as the stationmaster said, maybe it was really this monk who was here, and was forcibly occupied by this person, not to mention that this stationmaster has only been here for more than a year, it can be said that he is not too familiar with them, and those onlookers are naturally more convinced of what they think. (To be continued.) )