Nightfall Chapter 48: The wounded government officer and the old Taoist man by the altar
Chapter 48: The Wounded Yamen and the Old Taoist by the Altar
Gu Xiaoqiong was dumbfounded, looked at him and said: “Si Ye, you are not kind, how can you raise the price like this?”
Qi Siye yelled: “Honesty, your mother! You hit my brother’s industry, and I’m still kind to you!”
Gu Xiaoqiong’s face flushed red when he was scolded, and he bit his teeth at Ning Que and said, “A price! Five hundred taels of silver! To tell you the truth, I’m taking the silver from the first two shops. I smashed it in, no matter how high I am, I can’t take it out.”
Sister Qi looked at him with a sneer, and said mockingly: “Look at you, this little boy, Song Tietou teaches the boy like this? You don’t do things at all, let him tell you how the price is set.”
He turned to Ning Que and said proudly: “The little boss, as long as you continue to open the shop on this street, as long as I live for one day, no one will collect your rent…” /
Before speaking the last golden word, Ning Que stopped with a wave of his hand, and asked with a gentle smile: “Four Lord, did you say that one year’s rent is exempt?”
Siye Qi was startled, and replied: “Yes.”
“That’s it.” Ning Que turned to Gu Xiaoqiong and the group of strong men, and said with a gentle smile: “I’m really sorry, I plan to continue working on this shop, please come back. “
Hearing these words, the crowd around Lao Bi Zhai was stunned. The reason for them was not because of Ning Que’s choice, but because they knew that Siye Qi would offer a sky-high price soon. , It was equivalent to giving him this shop for nothing, but he agreed to the condition before the other party spoke.
Siye Qi was stunned for a long time, his expression on his face gradually became serious and serious, and he bowed his hand in a very serious manner, and said in a powerful voice: “Boss, although you are young, you are very generous and righteous. Just say this to you. Then, if you have anything to do in the future, just report my name, don’t say anything else, you will go to the East Side!”
Gu Xiaoqin was also stunned for a long time, his sluggish eyes stared back and forth between Ning Que and Fourth Master Qi, thinking of his eldest brother Song Tietou’s curse before leaving, thinking of his eldest brother leaving on his face. The slap of the hand, thinking of the deadline for the eldest brother’s backing, could not help but turn his head subconsciously, looking at the two government servants under the tree.
Today, gangs gathered in Lane 47. Although Wen Dou never developed into a martial arts fight, the two officials of Chang’an Mansion under the tree remained indifferent. They obviously neglected their responsibility until they received Gu Xiaoqian’s help. With pitiful gazes, the two government officials coughed slightly, and walked towards Lao Bi Zhai with their sabers at their waists.
Siye Qi looked at the two government officials, and didn’t know what sorrow he thought of, the emotion in his eyes suddenly became extremely cold and angry, and said to Ning Quehan: “Little boss, did I say that Dongcheng will follow you? Come?”
I don’t know why, Ning Que actually chose to speak up at this moment, smiling and answering yes. Qi Siye sneered and said: “Then I will let you see first, why I dare to boast about this Haikou.”
“What are you doing here? Want to make trouble?” The yavier walked to the front of the crowd and snapped.
“Yes.” Fourth Master Qi faintly responded, and then moved his hand to say: “I’m making trouble, and I want to make the matter worse, brothers, go up and greet these two officials. “
As soon as the voice fell, the guy in the ultramarine shirt, blue trousers, and blue cloth boots surrounded him with a coax. I don’t know who handed the first punch. After a while, his fists and feet hit the two Chang’an government officials like wind and rain. On his body, the two government officials were still swearing and cursing. They wanted to draw their swords after they showed their identities, but they were kicked down. After a while, they were beaten to the blood and rolled on the ground holding their heads. Wherever there was a sound of cursing, only a painful moan was left, and even the two knives that represented their identities did not know who threw them out of the crowd.
Ning Que used to think that Chang’an City’s ** had to behave with rules and tolerance. At this moment, looking at the two official knives thrown out of the crowd, I realized that Chang’an City’s ** was really ruthless when it was even the official government. People dare to fight!
He looked at the scuffle outside the shop mouth in surprise, and looked at the two blood-stricken officials, and was speechless in shock. Gu Xiaoqin and those Nancheng gangsters standing not far away, The expression is extremely exciting.
Since they got involved in Lin 47 Lane, they haven’t really confronted that boss’s forces. Only then did they know that the other party was arrogant to this point!
“Okay, don’t fight anymore.” Fourth Master Qi, who had been holding his arms and watching coldly, said. The men in Qingyi scattered. He walked to the two yamen and said with a cold voice, “Dare to die my brother. Don’t blame me for being rude.”
The younger servant stared at his face fiercely, and said, “If you dare to beat the officials, you just wait to be beheaded. If you want to kill me directly at this time, maybe it’s a good deal. “
Ning Que sighed with emotion. Sure enough, the people of Chang’an were so ambitious, even if they were small officials, they still seemed so tough in this situation.
Siye Qi squatted down and patted his face contemptuously: “Don’t scare me with these words, everyone is a dog raised by adults, you two dogs just wear one more clothes than me. Of course, your clothes are very precious, so it is natural to not dare to kill you like this, but you said that dogs biting dogs on the street, would those adults care?”
After saying these words, Fourth Master Qi turned around and bowed to Ning Que, and led his subordinates to leave arrogantly. Gu Xiaoqiong and other Nancheng **** gathered together to discuss for a while, and went forward to support the two The bloodied gang left, no one looked at Ning Que’s master and servant, because everyone knew that since Fourth Master Qi had already spoken, before suppressing the opponent’s momentum or killing the opponent, threatening Ning Que except let I seem to be stingy, meaningless.
The dispute in Lin 47 Lane ended in this way without any follow-up. As the Fourth Master Qi said, the owners behind both sides are not interested in interfering with this kind of dog biting, but Ning Que still has something to think about. understand.
——Although the yamen are small people, the official swords they wear in the official uniform represent the face of the court and the dignity of the empire. Even the boss behind the Fourth Master Qi—it was the same day when they entered the shop to hide from the rain. No matter how deep the background of the middle-aged man in the street is, beating the officials in the street is still too arrogant and looking for death. What’s more, the Fourth Master Qi didn’t clean up the Nancheng bastards, but he unreasonably acted on the bureaucrats of Chang’an Palace. This doesn’t make sense.
Unless the two parties have just formed a deep hatred.
Thinking of his own guess, thinking of that incident, his brows frowned slightly, and then stretched out again. Today’s purpose is to show off his face, while shopping to dissipate the pleasure of the first step of revenge, those New grudges that are troublesome but must be resolved in the future, stay in today and think about it.
There is a very long distance from Lin 47 Lane to Hong Xiuzhao. On weekdays, Li Ningque usually rides the two-wire carriage once through the city. Today, I have Sangsang as my company. I am not afraid of boredom on the road, so I naturally chose to walk. . Neither of them paid attention to the previous confrontation. Ning Que was accustomed to seeing **** and dangerous scenes, while Sangsang had no capacity to put anything in his mind except for certain important things, so the mood was walking through the streets. Not bad.
They went to Shenghuafang and Tongda Street, visited the bookstore, bought cheap lotus leaf rice, crossed Zhuque Street as fast as possible, and then found a lively place. Dozens of Chang’an citizens are under the leadership of an old man wearing a Taoist robe, bowing to an altar somewhere. Ning Que asked the people who watched the excitement next to him, only to realize that this was a blessing ceremony in a Taoist temple at the south gate of Haotian Road, hoping to move the spring rain in Chang’an City to the arid northern border.
I saw the Taoist priest beside the altar with long silver hair and long beard, his robe wagging in the wind, and he looked like an immortal. A wooden sword in his hand buzzed in the air, and several pieces of talisman paper were swaying at the point where the sword’s edge was pointing, looming. After a short while, there was only a sniff of the vermilion handwriting. The wooden sword burst into the air and inserted it into the yellow sand of the altar in front of it. The pieces of talisman paper had already burned with the wind and turned into pieces of ashes. Yellow sand surface.