Ren Baqian stayed in Honglu Division for two consecutive days, getting to know the people and rules inside more or less.
During the period, I found that Xiong Wei lived in a row of courtyards not far from Honglusi, and those outsiders usually lived there if they wanted to arrange.
Xiong Wei wandered around there for nothing, and it would definitely play a role in suppressing the situation.
During this period, Ren Baqian went back to the earth, and when he came back, he took "Three Hundred Poems of Song Ci" and sat in the Honglu Division for nothing, and recited Song Ci when he was free.
At least until now there is nothing wrong, he has been idle.
Xiong Wei followed wherever he went, and when Ren Baqian was reciting Song Ci, Xiong Wei just sat down on the ground and started snoring, which could be heard far away, making Ren Baqian want to stuff him with socks.
"Si Cheng, Si Cheng, someone is here." On the afternoon of the first day after returning from Earth, when Ren Baqian was thinking about what to use to stuff Xiong Shi's mouth, a loud voice came from outside.
"Who?" Ren Baqian didn't react for a moment.
"What is it called Kong, Kong, Young Master Kong." The one who came in was one of the guards at the gate, named Qi Sheng, who came from the same stockade as Si Cheng Qizhi, and another one named Qi Heng, who was also the guard in front of the gate. .
"Young Master Kongkong?" Ren Baqian immediately realized that this was someone who came to give presents to the empress for her birthday.
"Xiong Bo, get up and follow me to have a look." Ren Baqian kicked Xiong Bo's waist twice, it felt like kicking a rock.
Bringing Xiong Wei, who was sleepy and still awake, came to the door, and saw four handsome young women in colorful clothes carrying a sedan chair. When the four women saw him, they grabbed a handful of flower petals from their waist pockets and sprinkled them. heaven.
"Who is this person?" Ren Baqian stood at the door and watched the show, feeling a bad premonition in his heart.
"Young Master Kongkong is here." A young woman shouted softly, and sprinkled another handful of petals.
"Come here, please come in with me to register, leave the sedan chair outside." Ren Baqian looked at the other party with embarrassing eyes, what kind of trouble is this doing
"Ahem..." There was a coughing sound in the sedan chair, and then the curtain was lifted, and a young man wearing a silver silk satin robe, with a powdered face and blue lips came out. The appearance is not bad, just like this sick child, the posture of falling down when the wind blows, is not only empty, it is obviously a kidney deficiency.
"Master with kidney deficiency, right? Come in with me." Ren Baqian turned and walked in with his hands behind his back, expressionless.
"Ahem, it's Mr. Kongxu, Mr. Kongxu." Mr. Kongxu quickly distinguished.
"Just kidding, Mr. Kongkong." Ren Baqian didn't turn his head.
"Cough, cough, cough." Mr. Kongkong coughed again, a strange color flashed in his eyes, but seeing Xiong Wei staring at him expressionlessly, the strange color in his eyes gradually receded, and he followed behind step by step.
"Is there any guide?" Ren Baqian asked.
"lost."
When foreigners come to Dayao, they must be guided by the border. Needless to say, this one doesn't have it at all.
Thinking about it, the people who came to celebrate the Empress's birthday had all sorts of backgrounds, and there were probably some who simply ignored the law. There were many such things in previous years. Ren Baqian also inquired about it two days ago.
Ren Baqian took Young Master Kongkong back to Si Cheng's room, took out a pen and paper from the shelf next to him and put it on the table.
"Name, place of origin, origin, position, whether you have arranged a place to live, and the purpose of your visit. Please write them down. If it's for His Majesty's birthday, it will be sent to His Majesty." Ren Baqian sat behind the table after finishing speaking.
"Ahem, what's your name?" Young Master Kong asked, covering his mouth with one hand.
"Honglu Sicheng, surnamed Ren." Ren Baqian said lightly.
Mr. Kongkong stood in front of the table, picked up a pen and wrote something on the paper, and then with a flick of his wrist, the paper turned into a white shadow and shot towards Ren Baqian's chest.
"boom"
Before he could fly over the table, he was pressed down by a big hand on the table, and the next moment the whole table fell apart and was crushed by his palm.
Xiong Wei crushed the table with one hand, and stared at Mr. Kongkong, his whole body felt like a wild animal about to pounce. Mr. Kongkong had no doubt that as long as Ren Baqian opened his mouth, this beast-like man would immediately pounce on him.
And this big man gave him the feeling that it was extremely dangerous.
Ren Baqian didn't show any strangeness on his face, but his palms were a little sweaty, and anger was rising in his chest. People in this world really do not agree with each other.
I thought that the ancient people were like this, and people from other countries didn't seem to be doing much better.
Of course, this young man of emptiness is definitely not an ordinary person.
"Assault on Si Cheng, do you think he chopped you up, or just dug a hole and buried him?" Ren Baqian looked directly at him and sneered.
"Sorry, it's just a casual throw. If he doesn't make a move, he will slow down in front of Si Cheng. Even an ordinary person can easily catch it. I didn't expect such a misunderstanding to be caused. Cough." Young Master Kong showed an apologetic smile.
"If there is anything else, you can bury it under Lancheng." Ren Baqian continued in a cold voice: "If you damage a table, you will get a piece of special paper for Honglu Division, and you will be compensated with a hundred taels of silver."
Young Master Kongkong pulled out a few gold leaves from his waist and lightly threw them to Xiong Wei. Or it should be called golden pages, like a book, with ten pages in a book, which can be disassembled and used.
"I don't have a place to live, I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to arrange it." Young Master Kong Kong said.
Ren Baqian picked it up on the ground, and the piece of paper was only in pieces.
"Before that, I have to fill it out again." Ren Baqian got up and found another piece of paper from the cabinet next to him.
This time Mr. Kong could only put the paper on the wall to write, and coughed a few times while writing.
Ren Baqian felt that there seemed to be some problems with his lungs, and he didn't know if it was like this since he was a child or because he practiced martial arts.
"It's finished." Mr. Kongkong handed the paper to Ren Baqian, and Ren Baqian glanced at it. This Mr. Kongkong's surname is Zhao, and he recognized two characters in his name and one that he didn't. He came from the Zhao family in Daxia. Come.
The place name is also unknown.
Place the paper on the shelf and press it against a wooden block.
"I'll take you to the place where you live." Ren Baqian led Xiong Wei in front, and Young Master Kongxu got into the sedan chair and followed behind after leaving the Honglu Division.
Not far forward is a courtyard, all of which are separate small courtyards. There are four houses in each courtyard, one of which is the kitchen, one is the master bedroom, and the other two are for the attendants.
The courtyard is divided into three rows, front and back, the first row is facing the main street, Ren Baqian arranged Mr. Kongkong here. He was the first to come, so the place is naturally the best.
Mr. Kongkong was quite satisfied with this position, and after getting off the sedan chair, he cupped his hands and thanked Ren Baqian.
"Someone will send you a sign later, which is the proof that you are in this courtyard." Ren Baqian said to him. "You can arrange the rest by yourself, there are bedding and so on inside."
"Ahem, thank you, Sicheng Ren." After finishing speaking, Mr. Kongkong coughed violently again, and the handkerchief covering his mouth was stained red.
"Don't bother me anymore." Ren Baqian saw that he was coughing up blood, so he hurried away. Isn't this tuberculosis? It's better to stay away.
After leaving the yard, Ren Baqian glanced back, you said that the Empress celebrates her birthday, why bother to come all the way here because of a sick man.
But these people are ruthless enough. If I didn't have Xiong Wei to protect me just now, I guess I would be unlucky. Anything in front of me will slow down, so go ahead and lie to ghosts. What kind of means can you throw a piece of soft paper like a dart
This is the first one like this, and the ones who came later may not all be who they are.
This errand is probably more troublesome than I originally thought.
If there are too many people like this, it will be difficult to deal with something without using force to suppress it.
No wonder Qizhi broke the legs of four people last year. Ren Baqian suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with them. If you don't break a few legs of these people, nothing will happen to them.