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Chapter 3 Forcing the fool away to make an appointment

When the Jin soldier who was in charge of interrogation before closing the door saw the young man coming, he bumped into another Jin soldier beside him. Then the Jin soldiers around him slowly picked up their weapons. When the young man arrived at the door, the Jin soldier put down his spear and pulled out his single sword to look at the young man vigilantly and shouted in a deep voice:

"Identity, name, why did you enter the pass?"

The young man was so alert for some reason. He was stunned for a moment and said in a buzzing voice:

"This official, my name is Guo Jing, who came to visit relatives."

A hint of joy appeared in the Jin Bing's eyes. He walked to the red horse and gently touched the horse's back. A faint red sweat appeared on his fingers. He glanced at the big backpack on Guo Jing's back and smiled coldly and quickly said in Mongolian words:

"How about the Golden Sword Prince Consort?"

Guo Jing has just left the world. Although he has fought many times, he knows that there are so many dangerous traps in the world. When he heard the familiar Mongolian language, he nodded and said:

"Hello everyone..."

But after just half of his words, he quickly realized that everyone in front of him was Jin soldiers, and they were mortal enemies of the Mongolian tribe. But at this moment, the Jin soldiers pointed at Guo Jing with a single sword and shouted:

"Catch Guo Jing, we can all be appointed as officials and make money, everyone will go."

At least a dozen Jin soldiers rushed forward around him. Guo Jing had experienced many battles. Although his martial arts were not good, he could react quickly. His face changed and slapped the wrists of the roaring Jin soldiers. He snatched a single sword and swept it out with one sword. With a jingling sound, the long swords and spears around him were bounced away. He hurriedly turned over and turned around and ran backwards.

"Chase......"

The Jin soldiers quickly pulled out their war horses from the front of the closing gate to chase them. With the rapid sound of horse hooves, a group of people disappeared on the official road in a blink of an eye.

Tang Quan was watching the fun, and a crisp curse came from behind him and said:

"Hmph, I wonder who are these golden dogs chasing?"

Tang Quan turned around and saw that on the way outside the teahouse behind him, a little beggar with a tattered face and a torn hat stared at the direction of the official road. The owner of the teahouse looked at the beggar with a little disgust and cursed:

"You know what's wrong. Go and ask for your meal. Don't affect your business in my teahouse."

The little beggar gave the teahouse boss a blank look, but Tang Quan was happy in his eyes, because he was a modern person. Since he was a young beggar, he did not have the obvious bulge of Adam's apple or the collar of his heart. He knew that he had met the person he should meet, and he hurriedly said to the little beggar:

"Little brother, don't bother me and please come and sit down. Let's have a cup of tea and have a chat."

He just used the Jin soldiers to force Guo Jing away, but in a blink of an eye he met Huang Rong, who was pretending to be a beggar. His mission this time was to destroy the relationship between Guo Jing and Huang Rong. Of course, he could not let them meet and fall in love. Now that he forced Guo Jing away, he had to find a way to get Huang Rong away so that he could complete the test task quickly.

Huang Rong is extremely smart, but no matter how smart a person is, he would not expect the appearance of a person like Tang Quan. A person who knows their development and changes will cause trouble. However, her little thoughts are still difficult to estimate. She glanced at Tang Quan in a fur coat, and Huang Rong said with a crisp mouth:

"Didn't this gentleman realize that I'm a beggar? I'll invite me to the restaurant as well. It's too insincere to invite tea."

Tang Quan laughed and said:

"Little brother said, let's go to the restaurant to have a drink, but we don't have much wealth. Don't eat me poor, little brother."

Huang Rong pouted her thin mouth and said:

"Then let's go quickly, I'm so hungry."

There was a restaurant not far from the teahouse. When Huang Rong walked to the entrance of the restaurant, the two waiters blocked her directly. Tang Quan stepped forward and stared at the two waiters and shouted:

"This little brother is my friend. Today I invite my friend to drink. Why do you look down on others?"

This is true in this society and even in the world a thousand years later. Clothing is always a criterion for evaluating identity. It is not that these subordinates have to do this, but that the rules will block anyone who is not suitable for entering in their eyes.

Of course, no one would provoke Tang Quan in fur. Although he wanted to ask a beggar, they did not dare to refute it, but instead made way aside and waited for the two of them to go upstairs.

The two sat down, Huang Rong smiled with big eyes:

"My man, I don't know how much money you have, otherwise I don't know how to help you defeat it."

Tang Quan put the bag on his back on the table and opened it. In addition to two pieces of washing clothes, there were only a few small ingots. He pointed and said:

"Look, that's all. You can order food. Anyway, money is something outside of your body. If you don't bring it to life or death, you will spend it when it's time."

Tang Quan pretended to be generous. It cost him a lot of money to buy these small ingots. That was the property he had saved with hard work. When entering such a mission world, he had no other skills. He could only try his best to complete the first test task.

Huang Rong was not polite. After a mess, Tang Quan's ingot was left. After the two of them ate Huang Rong, they said:

"What do you think you want to talk to me?"

Tang Quan nodded and said:

"Oh, didn't you scold those golden dogs for chasing whom? They were chasing the son-in-law of the Mongolian Khan, the son-in-law of the Golden Knife. At this time, the situation in Meng, Song and Jin was strange. The Song Dynasty was cowardly and the soldiers were not strong. Jin and Meng were hostile to each other. No matter who won in the end, Song Dynasty was in danger.

If the Jin Kingdom seized Temujin's son-in-law, a war would have broken out early, and this would have been more respite for the weak Song Dynasty."

"The Prince Consort of the Golden Sword? Why did he come here?" Huang Rong asked with a smile.

Tang Quan smiled as he looked at the gradually dim sky outside the window:

"Who knows, the little brother wanders around the world, but they have to be careful of those who appear simple but have strange identities. Seeing that it is getting late, I don't know if my little brother has a place to live. Why don't I go and ask for a room, we can have enough talks at night."

Huang Rong didn't know that Tang Quan was playing hard to get. She was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, but Tang Quan was a man in her twenties. How dare she sleep with him? She rolled her eyes and shook her head and said:

"I have a place to live. It's enough to bother you today. I'll say goodbye."

Huang Rong left in a hurry after dinner. Tang Quan smiled faintly and asked for a room to stay. He had no martial arts skills and no powerful weapons, and it was even more impossible for any treasure to make money in this world. Ordinary people want to make money in ancient times, which is not something that can be obtained by just getting rich, let alone in his current state.

Force Guo Jing away, Huang Rong and him were not in trouble for the time being, but Tang Quan needed to give himself a certain amount of protection so that he could find opportunities to destroy among these people in the world. As for the way to destroy, he still had to follow his own abilities.

Tang Quan sat alone for a while and muttered:
Chapter completed!
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