After the sun fell into the Western Mountains, the twilight became darker. With the last remaining rays of nostalgia for the world, I chased the man in green shirt with the little cripple. He stopped and looked towards the end of the road to the south. The little cripple took the opportunity to hit him on the shoulder.
With one punch, the down-and-out scholar was shaken and ignored. The little lame man was a little curious. He followed the scholar's gaze and looked into the distance. He found nothing. He thought the scholar was deliberately interrupting. The little lame man was about to continue to use the old punch to make him
I will never dare to tease the boss lady again.
The young man suddenly felt his heart shake. He lay on the ground with his ears to the ground and his face solemn. They were a cavalry army. The number was not small. Except for the occasional postman passing by, no large cavalry army had ever shown up in Hu'er Town.
Young people, in order to admire the elegant style of the Yao family's cavalry, often go to the distant Guajia Army Town together, so that they have the opportunity to take a look at it from a distance.
Iron armor, war horses, light crossbows, and war knives, all of these are the most manly objects in the world in the eyes of the poor family members in Hu'er Town.
The little cripple is no exception, but his peers in Hu'er Town don't like to take him to play with him.
At this time, the little lame man left the green-shirted guest aside and went to the lobby to inform the landlady. The woman yawned and just said that she understood. These military men must not look down on their own inn and Hu'er Town. They would probably march all night to go there.
Don't worry about Guajiajun Town in the north.
The little lame man yelled, immediately ran out of the inn, climbed up to the roof of the inn, put his hand between his eyebrows, and looked into the distance. While it was still dark, he could barely see anything. He wanted to see the frontier cavalry up close.
Next time, I will be asked by the landlady to go to Hu'er Town to buy oil rice so that I can show off with those of my peers.
The dust is faintly visible in the distance on the road, and the dull trembling on the earth is becoming more and more clear.
But the weather didn't wait for anyone, so the little lame man was a little anxious, so he quickly climbed down from the roof, went to the lobby, and asked the landlady if he could hang up the lanterns. The woman glared, hanging the lanterns so early, who gets the money for the candles? The little lame man patted his chest and said it was mine.
, if it doesn’t work, write it down in the old hunchback’s account first. The woman nodded, and the little lame man went to hang up two red lanterns outside the inn happily. Just as he was about to climb up the house, he found a horse riding out of the official road, quietly.
He appeared outside the inn, wearing armor that was extremely bright and gorgeous, different from the simple style of the Yao family's frontier troops. The cavalryman took off his helmet and held it in front of his chest, and asked with an indifferent expression: "Are there any green plum wines for sale?
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The little lame man swallowed his saliva and said with fear: "If you go back to the military master, they will sell green plum wine."
The cavalryman said solemnly: "Within one stick of incense, let the shopkeeper vacate the entire inn, then prepare five tables for food, and bring out the best green plum wine. All expenses, including a penny, will be indispensable to you. If there are really rumors about green plum wine, then
It’s delicious, and there’s a big reward! Remember, after entering the inn, we will have someone check the room, and if there is anyone else staying in the room, they will be killed without mercy. After we leave, all guests staying in the hotel can check in."
The cavalryman put on his helmet again, turned his horse's head, and galloped away.
The little lame man's face was dull, and the man in green squatted alone at the door of the inn. The native dog had returned to its den, but he still had no place to stay. Seeing that the young man was still in a daze, he reminded him: "Go tell Jiuniang quickly, don't worry.
Without these noble people from the capital, the inn will not be able to stay open."
The little lame man hurriedly ran into the lobby and found that the woman had already met with the old hunchback, and they were summarizing things. When the little lame man arrived, he happened to be the one in charge, and asked him to explain the situation to the guests upstairs, and asked them to leave the inn first.
To avoid any bloody disaster.
The little cripple was a little embarrassed. The woman waved her hand and said that the money for the candle was free. The little cripple immediately rushed to the second floor. The first room was Chen Pingan. The little cripple told the guest who opened the door about the situation. Chen Pingan didn't care and said with a smile.
He came to say hello to the other two rooms and asked the young man to go directly to the other rooms to call for help. The little cripple thanked him and left in a hurry.
After Pei Qian opened the door, an oil lamp was lit on the table and a book was spread out over there. She smiled and said I was reading.
Chen Ping'an did not expose her little trick. In fact, Pei Qian had been listening to Zhu Lian and Wei Xian's side of the wall. It was only after hearing the knock on the door that he took out the books from the package, which looked like Chen Ping's.
Chen Ping'an asked her to pack her package and leave the inn temporarily.
In the next room, Zhu Lian had already opened the door and smiled with Chen Ping'an and said, "Wei Xian went to sleep again after opening the door. Shall I wake the young master up?"
Just when Zhu Lian was about to turn around, Wei Xian, who smelled of alcohol, had already sat up, rubbed his brows, and said to the two of them, "Wake up."
The three Fox Town policemen, including Ma Ping, cursed when they heard that the cavalry was passing by, but still left the house obediently.
The girl with a ponytail stood outside the railing. She lived in a room at the end of the corridor on the second floor. She was glaring at the woman on the first floor of the lobby, "Does your inn treat guests like this? You are really experienced. In
On the border, there are still people who dare to be so unreasonable under the eyes of the Yao family's cavalry? I want to see who is this person who can drive people out of the inn with just one word!"
The girl put one hand on the railing and jumped directly from the second floor. The eyelids of Ma Ping and the others trembled at the sight of such a tough little girl.
The woman smiled bitterly and stopped talking.
The old hunchback held the cigarette pole and thought for a while, "I'll go and say it. Let's open the door to welcome guests. There is no distinction between high and low."
The old man walked straight out of the inn, and his figure disappeared into the vast night.
The woman apologized to the two groups of guests on the second floor: "You can just stay in your respective rooms for a while. Our inn is sorry for what happened tonight. We will give each of you a jar of five-year-old green plum wine afterwards."
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The girl stood up, returned to the second floor, and slammed the door.
Ma Ping and the other three returned to the house angrily.
Chen Pingan asked Wei Xian and Zhu Lian to sit in his room for a while. Of course, Pei Qian didn't need to say much.
The woman asked the little cripple to go out, but asked the scholar named Zhong to choose a room on the second floor so that he wouldn't be an eyesore by wandering outside the door.
The guest in green shirt chose a room on the second floor, and then he lay down on the railing. The woman stretched out her finger, shook it at him, and said, "Get in the room."
The scholar worriedly said: "Jiuniang, you are so beautiful, will those military officers and soldiers take advantage of you? After drinking, it is easier to have sex after drinking..."
The woman smiled and said: "You will be a hero to save the beauty, but if I become blind, I might be willing to give you my life."
He waved his hand and said, "It is not the behavior of a gentleman to take advantage of others' danger. Don't worry, Jiuniang. We scholars are all full of righteousness and sages. As long as I stand here, no matter how much wine they drink, they will all get angry."
Don’t have any evil thoughts…”
Before the woman could say anything, the girl surnamed Yao in the far room had already opened the door, pulled out the knife halfway out of its sheath, made a sweet clang, and said sternly to the scholar: "Shut up, you idiot!"
Obviously, the girl's knife was much more effective than the little cripple's fists and feet. The scholar immediately entered the room without even farting.
The more this happens, the more disappointed the girl becomes with the women downstairs. All year round, hanging out with these men, laughing and drinking, how is it any different from those women in brothels?
After entering the house, the girl lay down on the table, feeling so sad that she began to sob.
The woman stood behind the counter, sighed, and poured herself a bowl of green plum wine.
With a plop.
The woman looked up and saw the scholar jumped off the second floor and fell to the ground. After getting up, he walked to the counter and said with a smile: "Jiu Niang, just think of me as the accountant. I'm too far away from you."
worried."
The scholar smiled gently.
The woman was stunned for a moment and replied: "But you are so ugly and it makes me sick to get too close to you."
The scholar squatted on the ground and held his head as if he had been struck by lightning.
It turns out that those love affairs between men and women in novels about talented men and beautiful women, and those traceable love stories between men and women are all lies, so don’t worry about them.
The hunchbacked old man walked into the inn first.
A group of people followed behind, probably because the other party was more reasonable and did not expel the guests on the second floor, nor did they rush into the five tables.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a red python suit, with a pale face and beardless appearance, and an imposing manner.
There are two people behind the man in the python suit. One is wearing a silver armor with cloud patterns on the seal. When walking, the iron armor is clanking. There is another person, who is seventy years old, wearing a brocade robe and a high crown on his head, and has the spirit of an immortal.
The next seven or eight people should all be close followers.
The three men in python robes sat at one table, and the other retinues sat at two tables. Among the retinues was an inconspicuous young man with a jade pendant hanging around his waist. After seeing the woman, he smiled.
Outside the inn, there were a total of seven to eight hundred fine horses, as well as a dozen carriages. In each carriage, there was a prisoner and two people guarding them. The people in custody, without exception, were all middle five from the Daquan Dynasty.
Jingqi practitioner.
The hunchbacked old man frowned.
The old man really didn't expect there were such people.
This group of guests are not selling him the face of a bad old man, but the face of the Yao family, and the face of the 80,000 Yao family cavalry and General Zhengnan has only changed from five tables of people to three tables of people.
It's so big. As for why they didn't expel the guests on the second floor, one of the young guards casually mentioned that there were more people, more popular, and more lively drinking. Then the arrogant eunuch in python clothes smiled and agreed.
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The general in silver armor looked towards the woman and ordered: "Serve the green plum wine first, and the food will follow quickly."
The hunchbacked old man opened the curtain and went to work in the kitchen.
The little cripple started delivering wine to three tables.
The atmosphere on the first floor of the inn is solemn.
There was almost only the sound of pouring wine.
Suddenly someone raised his hand, greeted the woman, and said with a smile: "Madam boss, could you please pour the bowls of wine for the brothers yourself? I heard that green plum wine is a recipe passed down from your ancestors, and you brew it yourself. Of course, you have to pour the wine yourself."
To be continued...