The willows hang lightly on the riverbank, the gauze curtains are rolled up in the private rooms of the restaurants, and the streetscape below looks crowded, with high and low houses and restaurants scattered in a row, and the signboard flags of each shop are displayed in the autumn. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe man holding the cup was dressed in a fox fur costume, and looked absentmindedly at the passers-by on the street, and the singer who played the music in the private room was then taken out and gave a few copper plates to leave.

The man holding the cup is about thirty, named Wanyan Huhu, is the youngest son of Wanyan Aguta, who came to envoy Wu Dynasty at this time, originally held the idea that he could achieve his goal by means at will, but he began to run into walls everywhere last night.

“...... Kutulu, have you sent anything out?" he looked gloomily at a stone bridge hidden by willow branches on the flowing river.

The Jurchens, who had just sent away the singer, shook their heads, "Our people are all back, those officials of the Wu Dynasty, except for the post house, no one saw us, and the post was also sent out." ”

"It seems that our news is behind ... The imperial brother has been learning the things of the Wu Dynasty... Hehe..."Wan Yan suddenly threw the wine glass down the restaurant, waved his hand, turned around and walked out of the private room, and strode away.

The sun is falling, the weather is not hot, it is autumn after all. The servants rushed to the carriage, Wan Yan ignored it, and walked on the streets of the capital of the Central Plains with several guards swaggering, and the people who passed by saw him and avoided him one by one.

He liked the feeling that he was back in Shangjing.

The carriage slowly followed behind Wan Yan, and the coachman cautiously walked through the crowded streets, and it was inevitable that there would be some friction after all.

Wan Yan suddenly walked in front and suddenly heard a horse neighing, knocked down a food stall on the side of the road, and the soup, pots and bowls were spilled on the ground, and the vendor on the stall fell to the ground in fright and was drenched, and several diners around were also frightened by the horse's head that suddenly broke over, jumped up from the stool and staggered back to the eaves.

"Hahaha-"

Seeing this scene suddenly, Yan Yan was a little angry in his heart, but laughed heartily at this moment, and the groom hurriedly jumped out of the car to pull the head of the horse eating the food on the ground, and was about to leave, but the peddler also reacted, and jumped up and hugged the coachman's arm to prevent him from leaving.

"What are you doing—" the coachman shouted Jurchen.

I didn't understand it here, so the vendor held his hand and shouted, "You're ruining my livelihood... Don't think about it. ”

Among the guards next to him, Kutulu, who had always been used to being strong, pressed the handle of the knife with one hand, squinted at the unrelenting vendor, walked over abruptly, grabbed the other party's collar and lifted it up.

"You... You... What are you going to do?"

As soon as the panicked words came out, Kulutu raised his hand and swung his fist, and with a pop, blood and teeth flew into the sky, and the figure of the vendor fell backwards to the ground, his head hit the tattered bowl, and the blood suddenly flowed out.

The people who saw this scene on the street finally reacted, crowded the street, and gathered there to watch the man lying in a pool of blood.

“... These Jurchens... Fuck it. ”

"I haven't counted the accounts of the previous years... How dare you run to Bianliang..."

"Kill them—"

Someone in the crowd shouted, and someone couldn't help but pick up the guy who was eating, and waved a wooden stick to knock it over. Wan Yan suddenly glanced at them coldly, and several guards around him immediately drew their swords and scattered, and the several men who shouted immediately closed their mouths and shrank back.

“... A flock of soft lambs. Wan Yan suddenly defined them and beckoned: "Let's go, this king has also lost the mood to see the street scene of the Wu Dynasty." ”

It's to get into the carriage.

As soon as the front foot went up, suddenly, a laughing figure squeezed through the crowd, followed by a group of people in blue scales and blue robes, all of whom came with knives.

The little finger retracted from its nose and flicked it in the air.

The round figure swayed over, glanced at the street vendors with bloody faces, and smiled on his round faces, leaning forward and back: "Li Laosi, tell you not to pay the rent, now it's okay, even the guy who eats has been smashed." ”

“... Tai Sui..."The man on the ground covered his head, half-opened his eyes, and said intermittently: "I really don't have any money... Originally today.. Yes... There's a sale... Stirred by... Nope. ”

"Not paying rent is a big deal... When the time comes, if you don't have anyone to protect you, you'll have to go to jail. Gao Muen seemed to be quite happy, and kicked the figure on the ground with his foot: "Hahaha... It's dark in there... Don't cry and call your mother when the time comes, haha, it's fun to think about the way you cry. ”

Next to the carriage, Wan Yan, who was originally going to leave, looked at the round figure with interest, and lowered his voice to Kutulu: "Is this person wearing an official robe? Perhaps, we can open up the dilemma from him." ”

As he was talking, he suddenly felt someone approaching, and for a moment when his gaze was deflected, a smiling round face came over, "You're the one who is making trouble... Do you dare to obstruct the collection of rent in this office, do you know that my father is a high boy!! Do you know that my boss is the governor of Dongchang? Dare to make trouble on my head, do you think that the Wu Dynasty is your vegetable garden?"

Gao Muen's face suddenly changed and became arrogant, and the Dongchang fan and stall head brought with him drew his knife and surrounded several Jurchens, including the carriage. Wan Yan was stunned for a moment, and bowed his hand to the official who didn't know the name: "This king is the envoy of the Jin Kingdom, and he has not yet asked your Excellency for his name." ”

"Less close. Gao Muen crossed his waist and pointed to the injured person on the ground, "I don't care if you are a real woman or a fake woman, what do you say about hindering me from doing an errand?"

Wan Yan suddenly smiled and nodded, hooked his fingers to the back, and the servant took out a wooden box from the carriage and held it in his hand, and he said: "How about the king of this book compensate the adults with some trivial things? In the words of the Central Plains, this is called not fighting and not knowing each other." ”

"Insignificant?"

Gao Muen weighed the small wooden box in his hand, glanced suspiciously at Wan Yan, who was still smiling, tilted his head, and his smiling face converged, "Are you insulting me?"

Wan Yan was stunned for a moment, "What?"

Then, the chubby figure on the opposite side walked to the vendor with the wooden box, picked up a copper plate from the mess, and smiled at the vendor: "You guy is not honest, you obviously have a payment and you don't honestly confess, this copper plate will be accepted as rent." ”

"As for you Jurchens, come on, take them all away-" Gao Muen waved his hand, provoking the surrounding people to applaud, and when he heard the praise, he straightened his chest even more proudly.

Wan Yan frowned suddenly, and said, "This adult... Courtesy... You've taken it all... Why bother..."

Over there, Gao Muen threw the wooden box in his hand and plucked his nostrils: "... Yes, I took it in this office, but what do you do with me? It's mine now, and it has nothing to do with you, so I'm still going to take you back to Dongchang, ahhahaha-" Then, laughing, leaning back and closing back.

Wan Yan's face turned pale, and he was speechless with anger, obviously he had never met such a scoundrel in this world.

“... Hurry up, don't be stunned, hurry up and bring these troublesome Jurchens back to Dongchang, don't affect the neighbors to do business. Gao Muen put away the wooden box and arched his hand to the onlookers: "This piece is covered by this ya, as long as you pay the rent, just come to me." ”

Around, the crowd saw him smiling and grinning, and they all followed suit.

"Definitely. ”

"Huahua Tai Sui has also become Gao Qingtian!"

"What should Yanai do with these Jurchens, just kill them. ”

......

The sound of squirming and coaxing came, and Wanyan suddenly blushed, turned around and got into the carriage, and several Jurchen guards turned around and left.

Gao Muen saw that people were leaving, and wanted to go up to stop him, but after taking two steps, he was grabbed by a stall behind him, and the other party said in a low voice: "Minister Gao can't do it, they want to meet the saint the day after tomorrow, and the responsibility is not high enough to go to prison." ”

"Is that so?"

Gao Muen flicked his nose and glared at the other party: "This yaman naturally knows that there is no need for you to teach." You bring money with you, give Li Laosi a little, and let him hurry up to see the doctor, so as not to bleed to death, and there is one less rent collector in this office..."

Soon, the streets were open again, and the crowds dispersed. Not far away, there was a pair of eyes at the mouth of the alley, and then he also turned away, his back was a little rickety, and at a certain moment in the afternoon, the old man walked into a house.

It was the home of his disciple Yue Fei.

PS: Kavin...