At the same time, Baoyuan Inn.
Huang Donglai and his group were sitting in the lobby having dinner.
Earlier today, at the suggestion of Lin Yuancheng, Huang Donglai, Budzi and Tyrell came here with him, and soon joined the two of Linghu Xiang and Qin Feng who had arrived a few days earlier than them.
In the afternoon, six people gathered in a room to share their experiences and experiences since the beginning of the year, and they kept talking until the evening.
眼看到了饭点,他们便转战阵地,下到了客栈的大堂,点了一桌酒菜,改为边吃边聊.
Speaking of the lobby of Baoyuan Inn, it is famously "big". As mentioned in the previous article, this inn carries almost half a street of houses in the Southwest Old Street and connects the walls into a building complex. Therefore, its lobby is not the space close to a square inn like that of ordinary inns, but more like a super-large corridor with a length of more than 100 meters and a width of more than ten meters.
Many people come to this inn and walk into this lobby and feel as if they have come to a "top market".
When you look around from the entrance, you will see the complex beams and pillars, messy tables and chairs, and countless people.
These people and things, either sitting or standing, lying or walking, still or moving, impatient or restless... They come and go in this noisy space, each taking their needs, just like a painting of the city that extends to the distance, or like a pot of delicious human stew.
It can be said that in the capital, whether you are a Jianghu Road, a Green Forest Road, or a general road... as long as you come here for a walk, you can usually find something useful to you. Even if you just stand aside and listen to other people's gossip, you can gain a lot of experience.
Of course, some words, if you have heard them, may not be true; some things may be useful to you, but you may not be able to pay the price.
"Master, you are the oldest here. Our juniors should give you a cup first."
As the wine and food were served one after another, Huang Donglai poured a glass of wine for the volleyball team and took the initiative to raise the glass in front of him.
The Moving looked at him with a squint, curled his lips without complaint, but he still picked up the cup: "Okay, drink it."
As he said that, he had a drink.
Seeing this, the other five people on the table drank the wine in front of them.
After finishing the toast of this glass of wine, Qin Feng, a normal person (relative to the other people on this table), heard it and said, "Hey? Master, you are a monk. You are not a taboo when drinking, right?"
In fact, although his question is logically asked, it is better not to ask in reality.
Huang Donglai, Lin Yuancheng and Tyrell, three people who have been in contact with Mori for a long time, have no response to his drinking. Huang Donglai even took the initiative to toast him, which means that the other party must be a habitual offender of "eating and making" and if there is a taboo, isn't it embarrassing to ask this question?
"Generally speaking, monks are naturally violating the precepts when drinking." But Buddyzi answered calmly, "But our Xuanqi Sect does not pay attention to this."
"Oh..." Qin Feng nodded thoughtfully, "Master Taoist, this is the so-called state of 'Wine and meat passing through the intestines, and the Dao keeps it in the heart'?"
"What~ what is the state." Buddy looked unscrupulous, "Wine is made of food, not meat. Monks don't drink alcohol but are afraid that they will lose their minds after drinking, so they will violate other precepts..." As he said that, he took another sip, "Then as long as I don't drink, wouldn't it be okay to drink it casually?"
"Oh..." Qin Feng was still savoring the other party's words.
In a blink of an eye, I picked up the chopsticks and picked up a piece of meat for myself. I chewed it, and my mouth was so oily that I ate.
"As for this 'meat'..." Buddler said while eating, "Not all sects have taboos. The taboos are nothing more than that eating meat is equivalent to 'killing'..."
Hearing this, Huang Donglai immediately came up and answered: "Master, I understand... Do you want to say that as long as you kill someone without blinking, you can eat the meat at will?"
When Buddy almost choked to death when he heard this, he patted his chest twice and then walked down the things in his throat, saying, "I want to say, if I don't eat it, this meat is also hung in the butcher shop, it's a long time ago... But after hearing what you said, it seems that your reason is OK."
Lin Yuancheng and Tyrel understood the conversation between them, because they had seen the man who made a man into a paste, but Linghu Xiang and Qin Feng felt a little confused when they heard it. Fortunately, Qin Feng did not continue to ask questions like "Master, you don't commit any taboos in murderers." Otherwise, half of the people on this table would have lost their appetite because of the following conversation.
The meal of the six people was in such a pleasant and complaining atmosphere. Before we knew it, the sky outside was already dark.
At this time, the waiters of the inn went out and skillfully hung lights in some fixed positions in the lobby.
Obviously, the dine-in at Baoyuan Inn is a "night market"...
Think about it and know that in such a mixed place, there must be many people who are too shy during the day, and they dare to come out to move out at night. The information they have and the transactions they prepare... are often more valuable than those during the day.
Therefore, those who are familiar with this place understand that night is the time when Baoyuan Inn "really starts to open business".
"Um?"
It was about the third hour of Xu, and Buddy, who was picking up food, suddenly changed his expression slightly. He put down the chopsticks in his hand and looked towards the inn gate.
At this moment, Huang Donglai and others immediately became nervous because they rarely showed this expression when they saw the movement.
"What's the matter? Master." Huang Donglai quickly asked, and looked at the gate along with the unmoving eyes, "Is there... something monster has come?"
Bang-
At that time, Buddy raised his hand and tapped Huang Donglai on the head.
"What monster? Don't talk nonsense..." Buddy said in a corrective tone, "That's a phoenix."
Before he finished speaking, he saw a group of ten people walking in from the gate.
Eight of these ten people were born tall and big, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and there were guys hidden around their waists. They were all martial artists at first glance.
The two people who were vaguely protected by these eight people were different. The two...one was a young man with luxurious clothes and handsome face, and the other was an old man with gray hair and long body.
The readers have already guessed that this group of people is Princess Qingfeng, Eunuch Zhang, and eight guards with swords.
Their trip today is different from the last time they "walking around the kiln".
At least Yaomeng Tower is a high-end brothel, with not so many guests inside, and most of them are rich people going to enjoy the entertainment. That's why Zhang Jigen dared to accompany the princess in alone, and let the guards disguise themselves and follow them in secret.
But this Baoyuan Inn is different. It is a bottomless dyeing vat.
Not only is there a huge flow of people here, but there are also all kinds of people. All kinds of sudden situations may occur. If the guards stay in the distance, it would probably be inappropriate.
Therefore, Zhang Jilan also pleaded with the princess this time to bring the guards and let them protect the princess, otherwise he would not dare to let the princess come here even if he risked his life to report to the emperor.
Zhu Qingfeng thought about it and said it would be fine. Since he wanted to play the young master, it was not impossible to let the guards play the servants. At most, there would be more people to attract attention.
"Oh, my lord, is this a tactic or a hotel?" The waiter came forward and greeted him when he saw the customer coming.
"Cleaning out three tables and let's have a meal." Although the guard who was walking in front was told not to be too high-profile, the tone of his speech to the waiter could not help but feel a sense of arrogance.
There are many people in this room who are watching all directions. Many discerning people just watch them come in and when they hear this, they will understand that the "Young Master" among the people is not low in their ranks.
Of course, just like this, it would not make others guess that she was a princess.
After all, this is the capital city, and there are many high-ranking officials at the feet of the emperor. It is also common for those who look at people with their nostrils, so most people only regard Zhu Qingsheng as the young master of the family.
To put it short, Zhu Qingxian and his group were soon led by the waiter to three empty tables. The eight guards consciously sat on the two tables beside the outside and left the table against the wall to the princess and Eunuch Zhang.
As soon as he sat down, before the guard and waiter finished the meal, Zhu Qingxian couldn't wait to ask Zhang Ji in a low voice: "Hey, Lao Zhang, do you see they are not? Are they in this lobby?"
"See." Zhang Jile knew who the princess said "they" meant, or... the princess was not asking "they", but "he" - Lin Yuancheng.
"Look there." Zhang Ji said, then he pointed in a direction with his eyes.
The next second, Zhu Qingxian turned his head in that direction.
Immediately afterwards, her eyes passed through the chaotic lobby, just a few meters away, and she looked at Lin Yuancheng, who was also looking at her.
"Hiss--" As soon as both sides touched their eyes, Zhu Qingsheng immediately shrank his neck and took a breath from his mouth. After a second, she turned her face back and said softly, "This... why is he looking at me too?"
The princess felt like she was being caught on the spot while peeping. She was embarrassed and felt a little embarrassed.
"The princess is naturally beautiful and outstanding. Even if she is dressed as a man, she is still heroic and has extraordinary charm. Most people will not help but look at you more." Zhang Jile's rainbow fart was opened and she said without changing her expression.
"Okay..." Zhu Qingxian didn't know what to say about this answer for a moment, but after she calmed down, she said, "Forget it, I'll see it. Anyway, I'll go over and fight him sooner or later, so that he can find that I'm watching him."
They were talking, and suddenly, there was a change in the other side of the inn gate.
This time, the audience is very popular.
I saw a large group of people rushing in outside the gate. They all held machetes and sticks, and were in full force, and they rushed in, as if they were about to smash the ground.
Among the group of people, there were four people carrying a roofless sedan made of bamboo cloth on their shoulders. The one sitting on the sedan was Ma Er who was "injured" by Sun Yixie during the day.
So how could Ma Er appear here at this moment?
It's very simple... Because after he was "exploded" by Sun Yixie during the day, he had to spend some time to see the doctor. When his injuries were treated, he had to send someone to inquire about the origin of "Huang Donglai" and where he is now in order to retaliate... So when he found out everything clearly, and when he gathered a group of thugs to find the inn, the situation of a few hours passed.
I believe many readers realized that in the last book, Han Yu received the information that "What happened to Baoyuan Inn tonight" was because Ma Er's subordinates were too arrogant when inquiring about Huang Donglai's whereabouts and gathering people.
This matter is big or small. If it really makes a big deal and affects the marriage of Ma Xuansheng, the son-in-law, Han Yu can't accept it, so he found Ma Xuansheng and hinted that the latter would deal with Ma Er, the troublemaker, and make a solution once and for all.
Speaking of it...
Ma Er's face in front of him was really wonderful.
On the one hand, his lower body, which had been applied to the medicine, was still emitting bursts of pain.
On the other hand, he was eagerly looking forward to the upcoming revenge.
Pain, anger, hatred, excitement... The four emotions generated by physiology and psychology are intertwined on the face, making Ma Er's originally not very beautiful face become more distorted and terrifying.
"Huang Donglai! If you have something to do... then get out of here!"
A few seconds later, when his thugs were still pushing the waiter and rushing into the store, Ma Er on the sedan shouted out loud.
Chapter completed!