Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 197|Fu Weiwu Dynasty
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“This place in Yuzhou is really disappointing.”
“There are too few mosquitoes in the mountains!”
Mo Lei held back a smile while listening to Meng Guoshi’s complaint.
There are many wild mosquitoes in the mountains, but they don’t necessarily **** blood.
Meng Qi deliberately wandered around the mountain twice last night. As a result, only a part of the mosquitoes attracted by the spirit rushed to bite people. Other mosquitoes were more interested in the same kind. They buzzed and danced among the grass, and they became dark. Flies.
The situation looked terrifying, but the actual damage did not increase much.
——It feels like bringing mosquitoes to recognize relatives and friends.
Taijing Longmai is extremely depressed, and the leaders of the Leading Association over there have been scolded.
Why are there so many mosquitoes? Did all the wild mosquitoes in the mountains come to Mingchuan Temple? Is this a deserted temple or a mosquito’s den? If you think about it carefully, it seems that it is almost the same. If a group of monks are ambiguous when chanting, they will be buzzing.
The identity of the head of Du Biao was exposed because the hidden weapon with pear blossom needles was exposed, so people are still good. Not only will they be bitten by mosquitoes this evening, they will also be subject to the scrutiny of Old Man Cai and Changxin Gang.
The **** can do both black and white business, and the guard aisle can also contact wealthy merchants and official figures. If you want to inquire about news for a long time, this is a very ideal identity. Moli was not surprised that the people of Jin Yiwei used this line as a cover. He was more puzzled that the four gangs and twelve associations of Yuzhou had united to deal with the sacred lotus altar. Why was the Qi Dynasty government still indifferent? Could it be that Du Biaotou didn’t report the events of the Holy Lotus Altar at all?
With this doubt, Moli took the initiative to propose to the nearby county.
With the previous incident of abducting people, plus the fact that Mr. Cai mobilized the troops and did not evade others, the small county town was already full of rumors, and even the street vendors selling cooking cakes and wontons knew that something was going to happen. They didn’t dare to spread the stalls, they only carried the burdens and walked back and forth, looking around as if they were ready to run whenever there was a turmoil.
When Meng Qi passed by a man carrying a wonton load, the other man also looked at him nervously.
Someone’s appearance is very confusing, the stall owner’s tense arms slowly relax, and people have not recovered from the surprise and confusion seeing this face, and the corners of their mouths have subconsciously revealed a pleasing smile to solicit business.
“Wontons wrapped in this morning, good soup, can the guest come with a bowl?”
The stall owner opened the soup pot at the end of the load, and immediately the smell of bone broth floated out.
The soup at this wonton stall smells like old juice. Usually, two big bones are put in every day, and then the bones from yesterday are picked up and discarded. It has been boiled for years and months, even if only scooped up every day at the stall. The soup above was taken out, and a lot of white water was added when cooking and eating, but the delicious taste would stay between the lips and teeth for a long time.
Mo Lei takes a pause.
How hard Meng Qi has ears, he understands what is happening only when the footnote changes.
He turned around and asked the stall owner’s price with a smile. The stall owner wanted to do business, and when he responded, it was a neat word, especially when he spoke a good mandarin, which was completely different from the accent dialect, which made people listen very well. Comfortable.
Meng Qi looked at the bowls and chopsticks brought out by the stall owner. Although they were coarse porcelain, they were washed very cleanly, so he nodded and took out a handful of copper plates and ordered two bowls of wontons.
Wontons that were wrapped and dipped in flour were dipped into the soup pot with a spoon. The stall owner fiddled with the carbon in the stove twice with iron tongs, sparks immediately rose up, and soon the soup pot began to roll, with a stronger fragrance.
When the wontons were out of the pot, the stall owner wanted to greet Meng Qi to put the bowl with a bluestone on the side of the road, the bowl containing the hot soup was picked up by Meng Qi’s casual person, and he didn’t feel it was hot. Handed it to Moli.
The stall owner was stunned, looking at these two people who looked like the grandsons of kings and grandsons, and didn’t believe that the fingers of the cocoon could directly touch the body of the bowl.
The ink carp lowered his head and saw the wontons floating in the bowl with the thin skin of cicada wings, a handful of shredded bean skins were added to the soup, a few green onions, and the rising heat hit him. face.
Meng Qi brushed the bluestone with his sleeve, and sat down with the bowl directly.
In the narrow alley, the two sit side by side, holding a bowl of steaming wontons in their hands.
Until the end of the meal, the spoon and the porcelain bowl did not bump into each other.
There has been no one in the alley, but I can faintly hear the noise on the street outside, like someone is yelling, and like a servant in a clean road.
“What’s the smell?” Someone looked at the alleyway, because it was so dark inside that they couldn’t see anything at all.
The owner of the wonton hurriedly cleaned up the guys, no matter whether it was the official or the local snake gang, he couldn’t afford it.
“Ha, it must be Lao Lu’s wonton stall! Let’s go and eat a bowl! The brothers are all hungry in the early morning!”
A rough voice rang, and the owner of the wonton turned pale, carrying a burden to run.
However, the burden is heavy and the alleys are narrow. It is basically impossible for him to be overtaken faster than the people behind him.
The ground is uneven, the stall owner walked in panic with one foot and one foot shallowly, sweating constantly on his forehead, and suddenly he seemed to be stomping on the air, subconsciously yelling out, but he did not dare to stretch out his arm to pay back You have to hold on to the burden, and you can’t let the charcoal-fired soup pot turn over together, that would cause a big deal!
As a result, the body that stepped in the air did not crumble, more like clouds and fog, and the kicking feet were one foot away from the ground.
The owner of the wonton was frightened in a cold sweat. Before he could recover, he stood back on the ground and stepped on it firmly.
“…”
He turned his head abruptly, and realized that this was no longer the alley just now.
In the small town, the narrow alleys extend in all directions, and a few more turns can get rid of the people who follow.
The stall owner didn’t understand how he got here. He felt his feet soft inexplicably, especially there were no people around here. It was just getting bright, saying that it is possible to hit a ghost. But there have always been only ghosts hitting the wall. Haven’t heard of ghosts leading the way?
Finally, his eyes fell on the washing slab in front of a house in the alley.
There are two coarse porcelain bowls on the stone slab. The soup is drunk very cleanly. The two spoons are placed in their respective bowls, and the handles of the spoons are just intimately intertwined.
“Guest officer? Son?”
The owner of the wonton yelled two tremblingly, but he couldn’t find the two before him.
When he put down his load and picked up the coarse porcelain bowl resting on the bluestone, he suddenly saw a piece of silver pressed under the bowl.
At this moment, I have turned over the eaves of several alleys with light effort, and came to Meng Qi on the roof of an inn, and suddenly reached out to Moli’s sleeve and fumbled twice.
Mo Lei was taken aback for a moment, then slowly relaxed, letting Meng Qidong fumble and search for it.
——The weapon he uses is a bladeless knife, even if a child holds it in his hand, it will not cut his palm.
Meng Qi finished touching the left and right, and finally found the purse smoothly, then opened the purse and counted.
“…Do you want to robbery again?” Moli blurted out.
The ancients heard the song and knew the elegance, but he was good. Seeing the money and guessing the fat mouse’s mind.
Meng Qi stuffed the purse back, and then smiled: “How can I miss it if I know there are people with Jinyiwei here?”
Moli did not say a word.
He was the one who smashed silver for the wonton vendor just now, and Meng Qi didn’t have that much money with him.
In other words, even if there is now, it is gone. Piaoping Pavilion threw out a pile of gunpowder. As a result, Meng Qi was still on his body except for a sword, and he couldn’t even ask for clothes. Now this dress is later Replaced.
Meng Qi has a habit of holding fifty copper plates for each piece of clothing.
Mo Li didn’t stop him. Instead, he felt that Meng Qi’s precautions were quite good. After all, he lost his luggage or suddenly went mad and didn’t hold him back. Somehow there was still someone with money.
Across from this inn is a big house.
The house belongs to a certain rudder master of the Dragon Head Association. The principals of the four gangs and twelve associations are also here waiting for news, but the eradication of the sacred lotus altar and the division of the rudder is not over, and an inexplicable evil star is ushered in in an instant . The people in Ba Yuntang were all deposed, and the Changxin gang leader and Du Biaotou were arrested, which caused these wilts to be unable to sit still.
They said nothing to stay, and they are clamoring to leave now.
The old man Cai is gone forever, the leader will not be able to control these habitual guys.
In just one night, the four gangs and twelve guilds were divided into several groups and confronted each other. Each family had its own ideas, and they couldn’t agree for a while.
Because they were all mixed and eaten on the ground in Yuzhou, for the benefit, there must be some grievances of fighting and killing. Originally, Mr. Cai was pressing down, and they had common interests to protect them. This group of people could still sit together. Now you can go to him. If you have any trouble, you should break up the group.
It’s almost a fight.
That’s the case, the government in the small town became nervous, and hurriedly transferred the yamen to patrol the street.
Hua Kuai, Xiaoli and others also rushed to find a way to find out what was going on. In the end, whether it was the scorpion who nodded and bowed to them on weekdays, or the gangsters who said they had money in their pockets and knives in their hands, they were all full. With a distressed expression, this was the head of the entire Yuzhou four gangs and twelve associations, and the ants could not interfere in the fight with the mountain leopard.
The people in the yamen were so angry that they cursed the people from the rivers and lakes who had gathered in the small town bloody.
The movement in the mansion opposite, the inquiries and scolding arrests in the inn, there are gangs in the street facing each other…
Meng Qi had a panoramic view of all this, and felt that it was a big drama. It was time to buy melon seeds and peanuts to watch the fun with Doctor Mo.
“There are some towns in the south of the Yangtze River where houses are built on the banks of the river. The boats are very small, and they don’t even have a rain cover. They only allow two people to sit on, and they have to do their own grout. At that time, people just rowed the boat along the river slowly. The stage here sings the Lin Chong Fengxue Mountain Temple, and the stage far away can hear Wu Song beating the tiger. The river turns around and it is true and false. Li Kui… Everyone knows this, and everything can be summarized in one place. It’s really interesting.”
Mo Lei may not know what these dramas look like in the past. After Taijing Washe walked around for three days, all the theater troupes from all over the country had seen it all.
At this time, I couldn’t help but wake up Meng Qi and said: “You only like to watch people rolling around on the stage, gongs and drums ringing in unison, swordsmen and soldiers. , The family has been singing in the cold kiln for eighteen years, and the sorrows and sorrows are endless. The oar in your hand can bring the boat to the end of the town at once, and then we will not go back.”
I also appreciate the Wuchuan night scene in a small Jiangnan town. I can only listen to the cicadas and frogs.
Meng Qi’s smile froze on his lips. He wanted to refute, but found that Moli made a lot of sense.
——Why did the doctor figure out his preferences?
I thought about it again, didn’t the doctor put all his thoughts on himself? It may not be visible on the surface.
It turns out that the doctor has spent more time not only the bitter medicine soup, but also these.
Meng Qi was happy, and was very close to Moli these days. He couldn’t hold his paws, and stretched his arms to take the person in his arms.
Moli: “…”
If it weren’t for martial arts high and deep and sweat-free, what would it be like for two people to hug each other in this weather?
Isn’t it hot?