"Yo! What's the matter today, first a chivalrous woman from Zuixianlou came, what, could it be that another chivalrous man from Zuixianlou came?" Fan Jian turned his head and saw Wen Ting, who was also dressed in a cotton padded jacket. , I couldn't help but glanced a trace of disdain at the corner of my mouth.
"Damn! You're really right! We are all the chivalrous men of Zuixianlou! Your dirty hands are holding our shopkeeper and kitchen girl of Zuixianlou, and we will never end with you!"
"Beat him!" As soon as Wen Ting finished speaking, Yuanzi, Ergou, and Xiaowu also got out of the crowd at some point.
The three young apprentices, the back kitchen of Zuixianlou don't go out very often on weekdays, and when they come out, they always follow the master to do some chores like shopping. People, never met. Face to face today is naturally not recognized.
Seeing a young man teasing the two girls, he thought it was a hooligan from somewhere. The three and a half young men rolled up their sleeves as soon as they spoke, and a fierce man rushed over, punching violently on the ground. Fan Jian's body, face, and head.
Seeing this, Wen Ting's mood was agitated. At the age of fourteen, he was just at the age of full-bloodedness. His own sister was in it, and seeing her companions playing vigorously, she also rolled up her arms angrily. He was grabbed from behind.
"Master Zizhang!" Wen Ting immediately turned around with a look of surprise.
"Wen Ting, you are a scholar, don't ruin your future by fighting, let me do it!" Qiao Zizhang pulled Wen Ting.
"Master Zizhang, how can you, the young master of your boss, do something like this, I'll do it!" Wen Ting pulled again.
"Don't worry, I have my father to protect me, so I don't dare to measure that Fan!" Qiao Zizhang pulled Wen Ting easily again, and turned his head with another relaxed smile. After that, he no longer looked like a polite and polite young master, and after a few run-ups, he also rushed up, along with the half-children from Zuixianlou. It fell on Fan Jian's body.
Fighting is always the most passionate thing for middle-aged and middle-aged people. Thinking about that young master Zizhang, who is only fifteen years old and has Master Qiao's support, Li Wen is usually suffocated, but now he has a channel to vent. Naturally, they are willing to fight!
Those Mr. Wu and Mr. Liang who came from the capital were shocked when they saw this. One shouted, "Come on, you're beating me!" The other was at a loss, "Come on! Mr. Fan was beaten!"
There was commotion in the crowd again, and in a corner, a pair of deep eyes were smiling slightly.
At the same time, in another corner, an old man followed him, an old man and a young man, and they also stood quietly among the crowd.
Fan Jian is the number one young man in Xianyang, although he has some three-legged kung fu. But it can't stand the large number of people, coupled with the chaotic fighting that doesn't follow common sense...
In addition, Qiao Zizhang, the young master of the host family, had also practiced some self-defense skills since he was a child. After a while, Fan Jian was pressed to the ground by everyone. I only have the time to breathe, and I don't have the strength to open my mouth.
"Grandma, hurry up and bully our Rou'er sister! You don't want to live anymore, do you?" Xiao Wu rode on Fan Jian's body, looking at his face with black eyes and blue eyes.
"Miss Hongxiu who dared to touch me, it's against you! I haven't moved yet!" Yuanzi sat on Fan Jian's waist and slapped his butt again.
Qiao Zizhang was already clapping his hands at this moment, standing aside, hearing this sentence, he glared at Yuanzi, your Miss Hongxiu...
Er Gou sat panting on the ground and gasped for breath. It could be seen that the honest Er Gou was willing to give up his strength even in a fight!
"What's going on? Who started the fight!" A group of officers and soldiers rushed to hear the news, holding fire sticks in their hands, and the fight was over at this moment.
Seeing the arrival of officials from the government, a few half-grown men hurriedly jumped off Fan Jian's body.
"Come... help me..." Fan Jian lay on the ground and let out a weak cry for help.
"Mr. Fan..." Several officers and soldiers recognized Fan Jian who was in a panic.
"You guys, take them away!" The officers and soldiers stood up, held up the fire sticks, and pointed randomly.
"Really? Do you want to take me away too?" Qiao Zizhang stood aside with his hands behind his back, with a neither salty nor dull expression on his face.
"Master Qiao!" Several officers and soldiers recognized the young man in front of him as the young master of Master Qiao's family in Zuixianlou, and quickly bowed their heads to salute.
"They are all mine!" Qiao Zizhang snapped.
"Look, that's Master Qiao from Zuixianlou!" Someone in the crowd recognized Qiao Zizhang.
"Master Qiao's only son in Zuixianlou?" Someone pointed.
"No, I heard that there are people in the Qiao family in the capital! Fan Shao, who is number one in Xianyang, is fighting with the young master of the Qiao family.
"You guys, hurry up! Go and take them away!" Mr. Wu and Mr. Liang saw the officers and soldiers coming here, and hurriedly gesticulated.
"Master Qiao, is there some misunderstanding..." Several officers and soldiers saw Mr. Fan lying on the ground, and Young Master Qiao standing beside him. They dared to have someone in Beijing to support them, and they even had the upper hand in fights!
"What a misunderstanding! Brother Wu, Brother Liang, hurry up and save me... Ouch, Ouch." Fan Jian was still lying on the ground moaning.
"What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and help Mr. Fan up?!" Mr. Wu took out a brass sign from his waist and shook it in front of the officers and soldiers.
Several officers and soldiers were so frightened that their legs and feet became weak, and they hurried forward to help Fan Jian.
"I didn't know Mr. Wu, the eldest son of Jinyiwei, a hundred households in the capital city, arrived, but the little one has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai!" A leader of the officers and soldiers headed by saluted and bowed.
"Hurry up and take them away! My uncle is Mr. Liang, the head of procurement in the palace!" Mr. Liang yelled even though he didn't have a sign.
Several officers and soldiers almost sat on the ground.
"I've seen Young Master Liang!"
"Master Qiao, look at this..." The leading officers and soldiers stood there for a while, not knowing what to do.
"Bold! If not, I will let my father come and take you!" Mr. Wu yelled again when he saw that the officers and soldiers were not moving.
The officers and soldiers moved their arms, but their legs and feet remained in place. It was really embarrassing! Fighting father is really cheating! You sons and brothers are fighting for their backing, why let us poor soldiers be splinted!
"It's really funny!" There was a clear voice in the crowd, and everyone looked for the reputation, only to see a young man in white, with his hands behind his back, walking forward slowly.
Although the night was hazy, the young man's refined appearance and his white clothes really made everyone present gasp: What a beautiful young man!
"Ren... Ren..." Mr. Wu stammered for a moment, his fingers trembling, but he didn't dare to point at the boy in white.
"You...you..." Mr. Liang also stammered. She was trembling all over, as if she was about to fall down.
"Ren Yue!" Rourou exclaimed in her heart, why is he here? Did he not leave, or did he come again
An old man in the crowd smiled slightly and stood there quietly.
"I thought it was some serious official. One is the Jinyiwei who only cares about a hundred people, and the other is the father-in-law who can be seen everywhere in the palace. He is still showing off here! He is really bullying the common people. Have you never seen a high-ranking official?" Ren Yue's face was as calm as water. , can't hide the coldness; the tone is flat. But the words are cold.
"Young Master Ren!" Qiao Zizhang couldn't forget that day after meeting Ren Yue in the Zuixian Tower. Although there was no verbal communication, this man's demeanor, coupled with Mr. Song Tao's praise, made him have to say goodbye to him. The young man felt respectful. Later, he learned that Ren Yue's father was the Generalissimo of the Great Zhou Bingma, who was in charge of the military cabinet. In addition, he saw Ren Yue and Sheng Yaoshan beat Fan Jian that day, and he sincerely admired him!
"Okay, you guys have nothing to do here! Get down!" Ren Yue waved his hand lightly. Signal the officers and soldiers to retreat.
Although I don't know what the background of this young man in white is, but seeing how respected he is by all the young men, he must be a powerful master in the backstage, so run away as soon as you get the order! Save yourself the dilemma. The officers and soldiers immediately flashed away.
"Mr. Ren, what happened today is all a misunderstanding!" Mr. Wu hurriedly smiled and accompanied him.
"That's right. Third Young Master Ren, don't take today's events to heart. It's rare for everyone to meet in Xianyang. Let's take a walk and go drink together on the boat!" Young Master Liang also came up to apologize with a smile.
"Master Ren, I... I invite you!" Fan Jian on the ground saw Ren Yue appearing, thinking that the misunderstanding that day was still unclear, and today they are together again, he really wanted to slap himself, and hurriedly got up from the ground, Regardless of the pain, he stretched out his hand to signal Ren Yue to get on the boat.
"My lord Zhao has an order. Today is a beautiful day, and I invite all the sons and disciples of famous teachers to take a boat tour of the lake!" The boat had already landed, and a man's voice came from the boat.
"I am a student of Mrs. Wang, and I was selected as a scholar last year. Let me aboard!" A man with a good look in the crowd stepped forward.
"I'm Li Yuanwai's nephew, and I want to get on the boat too!" Another boy also ran out from the crowd.
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Exquisite cruise ships, bright lights on both sides of the river, boating on the lake, night tour and viewing lights, what a pleasant thing!
Wen Ting stood aside, his mind was also moved, and immediately his legs stopped listening, and he went straight to the boat.
"Stop! Who are you!" The man who spoke just now stopped Wen Ting.
"I want to get on the boat too!" Wen Ting said with a stiff neck.
"Hey, brat, you are from Zuixianlou! I saw you at dinner last time! We are all scholars, and the cook is still a clerk. You are not welcome!" Fan Jian on the boat smiled coldly.
"I..." Wen Ting was about to speak.
"Wen Ting! It's you! I heard that you failed three times as a child, and then you stopped studying with Master Li. Could it be true that you went to learn how to cook?" The scholar just now laughed.
"What? He failed three times as a child! Hahahaha! With this brain, he is only worthy of learning how to cook!" Fan Jian laughed loudly.
"You are not allowed to say that about my brother!" Wen Rou was outraged, and stepped forward.
"Stupid girl, you can't hold your breath every time!" Ren Yue stood on the spot, secretly laughing.
"Go, go, stinky girl, get out of here! I didn't care about you just now, it's none of your cook's business! Let's go!" Fan Jian said impatiently.
"Who said he has nowhere to go!" A thick figure in the crowd looked a little old.
"Teacher!" Ren Yue saluted respectfully.
"Mr. Songtao!" Fan Jian, Mr. Wu, and Mr. Liang all had their jaws about to drop.
"Wen Ting is my student. As a teacher, I have a fairly high reputation!" Mr. Song Tao said loudly.