Zhengyang Tower.

The flow of people coming and going is very prosperous.

The appearance here is much more luxurious than the original Taihe Restaurant, and the food and wine are naturally not cheap.

Thinking that he really regarded Zhao Bao, the third master of Jigong Mountain, as an honored guest, Qiu Yulin led a few people directly to the second floor and ordered seven or eight large dishes and a jar of green bamboo leaves.

Jianghu men are not so particular. After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, they start to speak pornographically.

Tian Qianli found an opportunity, respectfully stepped forward, toasted Zhao Bao with two glasses of wine, and received Qiu Yulin's eyes of appreciation. He immediately felt as if he had completed the most arduous task in his life, smiling so wide that he could see his buttocks.

tooth.

He returned to his seat with a smile, looked strangely at Zhang Kun, who was so quiet that he had no sense of presence at all, and asked in a low voice: "Why don't you propose a toast? This is a rare opportunity. If you perform well, the future will be smoother."

Do I know you well?

Zhang Kun was simply speechless.

To follow your vision of a broad future, is to treat a cold-blooded bandit as a noble person?

Summer insects cannot speak of ice.

"Then I'll congratulate Brother Tian in advance."

Zhang Kun chuckled and said no more.

At this time, a sigh was heard from the table next to him, and a woman complained softly.

"Qiu Niang, I can't delay you. I'll be like this all my life, and I will end up in poverty. I don't care if I don't read this book..."

A scholar's brows were full of depression, and the only thing he was sighing about was drinking.

Judging from the look of despair on his face, he probably had the idea of ​​committing suicide because he failed in the imperial examination.

"Anlang, I believe that one day your fortune will turn around, and a temporary setback is nothing. Even if you are in poverty all your life, I will not change my mind again. So what if I follow you and eat chaffy vegetables?"

The woman was wearing a sarong, but her face was pretty. It was obvious that she must have lived a good life in the past.

However, the current situation is obviously not good.

If you put it in a play and change the scene, it would probably be a popular, poignant and touching love story.

Maybe there will be poets and writers who will be inspired by this incident and write famous articles to be passed down to future generations.

The diners around heard the two talking and looked at the scholar with envy and jealousy.

The situation is like this, and the beauty is still following him wholeheartedly. The scholar has burned incense and worshiped many Bodhisattvas in his previous life...

Zhao Bao, the third master who sat at the same table with Zhang Kun, also lost interest in eloquent words at this time and just looked at the woman with salivation. In his eyes, the scholar did not exist.

Zhang Kun was feeling something bad in his heart, when there was a muffled "bang" sound, and the cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks in front of him shook, but it was Zhao Bao who slapped the table with his palm.

"Okay, I like this girl's temperament. You, and you, drag that woman over here... What good is a poor scholar? Believe it or not, within two days, I will make this woman understand that oily hair and powdered noodles are actually of no use.

If you really want to have fun, you have to look at me, a great old man."

Zhao Bao's fingers were pointed at Zhang Kun and Tian Qianli.

It turns out that if you work as a waiter and accompany guests, you will really be treated like a weakling.

Zhang Kun put down his bowl and chopsticks and felt that the food no longer tasted good.

Without even moving his body, he immediately dismissed Zhao Bao's crazy drunken words as bullshit.

Tian Qianli was stunned for a moment, with a somewhat struggling look on his face. He glanced at Qiu Yulin, and finally stood up, ready to actually pull the woman over.

Zhang Kun shook his head and almost cried because Tian Qianli looked at him coldly and shouted: "Sit down, you can do whatever he says. He tells you to eat shit, will you eat it too?"

When Tian Qianli was stared at by Zhang Kun, he felt weak. A hand on his shoulder was as heavy as a mountain, forcing him to sit down on the chair and unable to move.

"What do you mean? Are you here to cause trouble?"

Zhao Bao was furious and showed his ferocity. He drank so much that he completely lost all scruples.

"It's boring."

Zhang Kunhun didn't care, he brushed his sleeves and stood up, "Third Master, you may have forgotten, what on earth is this place? It's not your bandit's den."

If we have different paths and don't work together, there is really no need to consign ourselves to hanging out with these bugs.

I joined the Yuanshun Escort Agency because of Da Dao Wang Wu's good reputation and because I admired his martial arts and courage.

Of course, wanting to learn boxing is the main reason.

But, who doesn’t want to make some friends with higher moral standards in the process of achieving their goals?

It's so boring to have intrigues every day.

Zhang Kun thought about it, Wang Wu's reputation was so resounding and upright, even if all of his bodyguards were not righteous, they wouldn't be too far off.

But I didn't expect that under the glorious reputation, there are so many evil things hidden secretly.

I didn’t learn the matching Liuhe knife technique, which is a bit regretful.

Once you learn Liuhe Boxing, you can do it.

If you don’t want to leave me here, there is a place where you can stay.

At this moment, Zhang Kun felt the intention to leave.

"Why are you talking? If you don't apologize to the third master, I will punish myself with three cups of wine." Qiu Yulin stood up suddenly, pointed his halberd and shouted.

Zhang Kun turned a deaf ear, as if he hadn't heard anything, and walked straight to the scholar's table, sighing: "You all can't see the danger, you are so naive... Are you still waiting for trouble to leave?"

Qiuniang reacted quickly and bowed quickly, "Thank you sir."

After thanking him, he quickly grabbed the scholar's arm, paid for the meal, and left in a hurry.

"Okay, okay, it turns out you really don't want to do it anymore. Go away and walk slower. You will inevitably be held accountable for ruining the escort route and putting your friends at a disadvantage. You can't afford it."

"Can you afford it? It's not your turn, Master Qiu, to say anything. However, there is one thing I really don't want to say."

Zhang Kun: "Master Qiu, you have been supporting bandits and bandits all these years, treating them like grandparents. Isn't your life too oppressive?"

"The ignorant are fearless, Zhang Kun, I will teach you once and tell you a truth, never offend someone you can't afford to offend."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and touched the short Emei thorn beside him.

Zhao Bao also secretly accumulated strength.

The situation is about to break out.

"Hey, Master Qiu, you are lecturing your subordinates again. Don't make trouble. It will not be good if it disturbs the elegance of the nobles."

No one was seen at the entrance of the stairs, but voices were heard first.

When Qiu Yulin heard this, his expression changed, he winked at Zhao Bao, a smile appeared on his face for a moment, he turned sideways and cupped his hands and said: "It turns out that it's Chen Captou who is in front of me. With you, a great expert here, where can I be?"

Dare you make trouble in Zhengyang Tower?"

There are no other arrests. This one's name is Chen Fengming. He was born under Sun Mingrun, the head escort of the Huiyou Escort Bureau, and he also found his way into the inner court.

Although the position of head catcher is not a high one, this person is very good at getting things done, has a wide network of contacts, and has an unlimited future.

What's more, this guy is very capable and extremely tough.

Very difficult to mess with.

Although he was complimenting on the surface, Qiu Yulin could no longer suppress the sourness in his heart.

Look, an escort who came from the Huiyou Escort Agency can have such a good time, but in the Yuanshun Escort Agency, he can only support the stinky feet of bandits and gangsters, just hoping that his future tasks will be easier.

That's a lot of money.

If not, who would really like to be ingratiated with others and stay humble?

It’s true that we have different fates for the same people.

When he saw the headman from the patrol camp appearing, Zhao Bao was not thoughtless at all, and his drunkenness had dissipated a bit, so he remained silent.

Zhang Kun watched several people chatting with each other and knew that nothing would happen to him. Before leaving, he turned around and took a look, and saw Tian Qianli looking over with pity in his eyes.

You pity me, my future is ruined.

I pity you for your lack of backbone.
Chapter completed!