"Go, bring the wine jar."
Zhao Qingteng stood up and put one foot on the chair.
Very proud!
"Good."
Ba Hu responded and quickly brought a wine jar to him.
Zhao Qing held the wine jar and raised his head to drink.
After drinking, he smashed the wine jar to the ground.
There was a crackling sound.
Everyone's momentum was high, and they smashed all the wine jars on the ground after drinking.
The whole inn is noisy!
Second floor!
Ji Yunshu hadn't slept very deeply. When he heard the sound from below, he turned around and realized that Jing Rong was no longer by his side.
The other half of the bed is empty!
She pulled off the quilt and got out of bed, stepped barefoot on the cold floor, moved out step by step, opened the door, and the sound outside became heavier.
Even some are so noisy that the eardrums are real!
She frowned, and before she could step out, she was stopped by Lang Bo.
"Mr. Ji, the lord has an order for you to stay in the house, and he will handle the outside affairs."
Ji Yunshu glanced down, because he couldn't reach the line of sight, so he could only take it back.
Ask, "What's going on down there?"
"My lord will solve it, Mr. Ji should rest early."
It's so noisy outside, take a break!
But she did not continue to ask, but nodded.
But he asked worriedly, "Where's Wei Yi? How is he?"
Lang Bo returned, "Don't worry, he's sleeping soundly."
"Where's my second sister?"
"Rest in the house!"
"That's good."
That kid Wei Yi, indeed, if he fell asleep, he wouldn't even be able to move Lei.
As for Ji Wanxin, she was afraid that she would not dare to come out of the house.
She folded into the back of the house, but could no longer sleep peacefully, but sat inside.
Outside, Jing Rong was standing at the foot of the second floor, with his hands behind his back, his eyes locked tightly on the group of people underground.
After a while, he entered the room that was open behind him. At this time, the shopkeeper of the inn was brought in.
"Master, what are your orders?" the shopkeeper asked.
Jing Rong's face was cold, "Who is the person below?"
"Yes… "
"Say!"
The shopkeeper is also a very discerning person.
Seeing that the man in front of him was all dressed in brocade, and the people around him were not easy.
After shaking for a while, he said, "Master, you should rest here well, don't worry, those people will leave after drinking and won't disturb you."
Lang Bo came in at this moment and said to Jing Rong, "Young Master, Mr. Ji just woke up."
Jing Rong's face sank, her eyebrows darkened, and she looked at the shopkeeper, "Those people have already affected our rest. Since you are in charge here, you should be able to solve it."
"I... Uncle, I really can't solve it. Otherwise, I will return all the money to you, and you will find another place to live."
Are you kidding me
It's said that this inn is only a hundred miles away, and besides, it's so late, where are you going
Jing Rong was a little angry.
Lang Bo was not so patient, so he grabbed the shopkeeper's collar and ordered, "Our son can't stand the noise, so let them get out of the way right away."
The shopkeeper's eyes were full of horror, his eyes lowered, and he looked at the sword in Lang Bo's hand, for fear that the sword would be placed on your neck.
With a trembling of his legs, he said slowly, "Stop your anger, I really can't help it."
"Can you say that again?"
Lang Bo pushed him away.
The shopkeeper was thrown aside, he quickly lowered his waist, and was about to stick it to the ground, embarrassed and crying and said, "Several lords, it's not that I don't want to, I don't dare to offend those people below, if I don't let me When they come in, they will burn down my inn, my inn was left by my ancestors, so I can't burn it, please, bear with me, and they will leave naturally when they finish drinking."
Almost fell down.
Jing Rong glanced at him coldly and asked, "Who are they?"
"Those people are mountain bandits in this area. Over the years, they have dared to kill, kill, loot, and do anything. Even the magistrate of Shanhuai County can't do anything about them. Do your best, everyone, it's for the villain's shop. "
"Bandits? You said, but Gao Shanzhai?" Jing Rong asked.
The shopkeeper's eyes lit up, "So your son knows?"
"Naturally know."
"But that Gao Shanzhai, there are two places now, one is brought by the big boss, and the other is brought by the second boss." The shopkeeper explained.
Jing Rong frowned, "Who's under that?"
"It was brought by the second master."
No wonder, otherwise, the people in the master knew that Jingrong had killed so many people. Now, why would he sit down and drink, and rush up early to take revenge.
Jing Rong thought about it carefully, and then gestured to Lang Bo with his eyes.
Lang Bo understood, walked out the door, and went straight down!
Ba Hu below just shouted, "I heard that the people from the big boss's house couldn't rob them today, but others killed 30 or 40 people. At this moment, I guess they are pulling their pants in a hurry in the room."
After speaking, everyone burst into laughter.
It's full of red fruit's ridicule.
Zhao Qing was still drinking wine. It stands to reason that his nemesis had died so many times. He should raise a glass to celebrate, but now, Zhao Qing seems to have nothing to do with him.
That face covered with stubble, faintly revealed a bit of a man's handsomeness.
"Who?" someone suddenly shouted.
Everyone turned their attention to the past, and saw Lang Bo walked over with two people, but was stopped by a few bandits.
Lang Bo grabbed his own sword handle, and there was a possibility of pulling it out at any time!
"I want to see your second master."
"who are you?"
"Step aside!"
"Get out of the way?" Those people laughed, poked Lang Bo's chest with their hands, and said, "Do you know who you are talking to? You know..."
what-
Before he could finish speaking, the hand that the man poked on Lang Bo's chest was directly twisted back, the whole person twisted up, and his knees bent down involuntarily.
"Let... let go!"
When everyone saw this scene, they took out the knives in their waists and prepared to fight.
"Brothers, give it to me."
A group of people was about to step forward when they heard a voice from a table not far away, "Stop!"
Zhao Qing speaks up!
Stopped!
Everyone backed away and scattered to both sides.
Lang Bo also let go of his hand, and threw the man directly onto the table, and rolled off the table, causing his chest to bleed.
Zhao Qing raised the wine jar in his hand, smashed it directly on the ground, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, raised his chin slightly, squinted his eyes, and walked over swayingly.
Standing in front of Lang Bo, he looked at Lang Bo up and down, and smiled contemptuously.
"who are you?"
Lang Bo had a stern face, "You guys made my master rest after arguing."
"master?"
Zhao Qing snorted, "What a lackey!"