It was too late after Yang Yuanqing sent Niu Niu back to his residence. The drum sound of closing the door was already ringing and it was too late to go to Liren City to find Shan Xiongxin. He had to find an inn in Pingkangfang opposite the city to stay for the time being.
Pingkangfang is the most famous entertainment district in Xijing City. It is filled with wine shops and brothels. Inns of all sizes are covered with stars. After nightfall, the lights are bright and the night is noisy, and it will not be quiet until dawn.
The inn where Yang Yuanqing stayed is called Shunlai Inn. The inn is not big, it is remote, but it is very clean. The lanterns hanging at the entrances of other inns are covered with dirt, but the lanterns in this inn are cleanly wiped. Yang Yuanqing pays attention
When he arrived at this detail, he chose this place. Of course, another reason was that most inns were full.
Most of the martial artists from all over the world who came to Beijing to participate in the martial arts ceremony have a wealthy family. They have long admired Pingkangfang, the capital, and came to Pingkangfang to drink, went to Pingkangfang to take a meal, and boasted about it after returning home.
capital.
Even this remote Shunlai Inn is basically full. Yang Yuanqing is very lucky and has the last room to go to.
"The guest is very lucky! The guest in this room was driven away by us, otherwise we would be full."
A guy was leading the way with a lantern in front of him, and did not forget to introduce the nearby happy place to Yang Yuanqing, "Although our inn is a little bit off, we walked twenty steps forward, and it was the Peach Blossom Garden, the guest, it was a good place!
My son is handsome and even more handsome. Just tell them that it was introduced by Li Zi from Shunlai Inn, so that the price will not deceive you."
"Why did you drive the guests away?" Yang Yuanqing was only interested in the first half of his words.
"Oh! That guy spent all his money in the Lihuayuan, had no money to pay for the house, and was kicked out by the shopkeeper. He despised such people who had no money in a hotel. By the way, guests, the rule here is that the house is money every day
One payment, no credit!”
Yang Yuanqing smiled and despised the guests while getting kickbacks from the brothel. This guy is a top-notch guy.
They walked into a small courtyard, with two rooms in the yard, and one door was open in the middle, and the lights sprinkled the alcohol from the yard. The lights filled the small courtyard. The guy seemed a little afraid of the hotel.
The guest tiptoed, circled around the wall, walked to a room on the side, and opened the door with the key.
"Guest, please come in! It's here." The guy looked at the house with the lights on beside him and whispered.
"You are a shop clerk, are you still afraid of customers?" Yang Yuanqing really didn't understand his timidity.
"That person is something a tiger can't afford to offend."
The guy seemed to be in lingering fear. He led Yang Yuanqing into the house and lit the lights again. The room was very spacious, with all the equipment and items in wooden couches and tables, all of which were of high-quality golden nanmu, and the bedding was newly replaced. The room was very neatly tidy.
Yang Yuanqing nodded, he liked the cleanliness here.
"guest!"
The guy stuttered: "The house money must be paid first."
Yang Yuanqing casually gave him five hangs of money from the horse bag and threw it to him, "I will give you the rest of my reward, and I will feed the horse well for me."
The guy left with great joy and thanks for his gratitude. Yang Yuanqing closed the door and placed his weapons on the table and lay down tiredly. Today he was very excited. He didn't expect to meet Niu Niu accidentally. Moreover, he also received news from his aunt, and his aunt actually
In Hengshan, it seems that he has no need to go to Jiangnan.
But while being happy, another yin shadow lingers in Yang Yuanqing's heart. The female assassin last night was very familiar with that figure. Could it be Niu Niu?
However, the figure of the female assassin seemed to be a little shorter. Perhaps it wasn't Niu Niu, but the figure was a little similar.
Yang Yuanqing sighed. Regardless of whether the assassin was Niu Niu or not, Zhang Zhongjian was the first aide of King Qi and Niu Niu's senior brother. In any case, he could not allow Niu Niu to have any connection with King Qi.
At this moment, a loud bang came from outside the house, followed by a painful chant. The shopkeeper's wife begged at the door, "Heroic man, please stop fighting, we don't want the money in the store, can you please do it
?”
"Do you think I want to pay my debt? Just say this to you, I will have to fight!"
The sound was extremely harsh, like a broken gong. It was dozens of feet away in the quiet night, and then a scream like a pig was heard, "Grandpa, spare me!" This was the voice of the guy just now.
Yang Yuanqing frowned and stood up and opened the door. He saw five or six people standing in the yard, all of whom were the shopkeepers. The shopkeeper was standing at the door to wipe their tears, but the shopkeepers were missing. It was estimated that in the room, other tenants were blocked.
Watching the fun at the entrance of the courtyard, no one dared to come in. Yang Yuanqing suddenly realized something. He probably didn't have money to pay the bill in front of his guest room, and was scared away by the neighbors next to him.
At this time, a black shadow flew out of the room, a dog chewing shit at Yang Yuanqing's feet, which was the shopkeeper of the inn. Then another black shadow screamed and was thrown out of the house, but he just took himself
guy.
I heard the broken voice in the room scolding again: "If you have the ability, go and sue the official. At worst, I will be punished by a board and jail for two days. When I come out, I will burn your bird shop."
Yang Yuanqing had to admire this guy for being thick and thin, and actually blocked all the backs of the store.
He quickly helped the shopkeeper up. What happened to the shopkeeper?"
The shopkeeper was in his fifties and almost broke his bones in his body. He sighed tremblingly: "I offended God and sent a plague god to the world to torture me. I don't want to live anymore!"
"How did he torture you?" Yang Yuanqing asked the shopkeeper again. He stepped forward to support her husband, and said with tears in his eyes: "This person has been living in the store for half a month. Not only that, he also ordered us to make wine every day.
Meat, wine requires the best Roe apple wine, five kilograms a day, venison meat, five kilograms a day, and fish and crabs. This month, he will lose all our shop.
Old man, it’s okay to eat, but he has to beat people. I wonder how many times we shopkeepers have been beaten by him?”
"Have he not paid any money?"
"He only paid half a hang of money. That was the first day's store money. We said we only charged him thirty dollars a day. He said we were a black store, so we said we only charged him 5 dollars a day. He said we looked down on him.
, insulted him as a foreigner, and this person obviously has no money, but he still has to sacrifice his face."
"Thief woman!"
The sound of a broken gong came from the house, "If you dare to slander me again, I will beat you together."
The shopkeeper's wife was so scared that she trembled all over. She helped her husband up and left. Several friends next to her stumbled and ran towards the door.
There was a laugh from the room, "I will eat wild boar tomorrow, do you remember?"
Yang Yuanqing was a little interested. Not only did this person stay in a hotel for free, he also forced the owner to pay for him to buy wine and meat, and even wanted to buy polenta wine. This kind of rogue is unheard of.
However, Yang Yuanqing could smell it. This man was not drinking Pujiao wine, but plum wine that was only 10% of Pujiao wine, and it was also plum wine mixed with water. I guess this man shouldn't even plum wine without talking about Pujiao wine.
Haven't drunk it.
He took a pot of wine from his room, which was a pot of good roe wine he bought during lunch. This pot of roe wine is only one pound, and it is worth ten yuan.
He walked directly into the next room and saw a big man sitting on the couch in the middle of the room. He was probably six feet tall, with big arms and thick hands, a beard all over his face, a black face as the bottom of a pot, and a pair of copper bells and big eyes.
He has a wide nose and a wide mouth, a face full of flesh, a soft-footed head, a linen double-breasted shirt, with a two-inch long black hair, which looks like a black whirlwind.
He placed a big Xuanhua axe at his feet, weighing about sixty or seventy kilograms. What’s interesting is that he was pressing more than a dozen strings of money under his feet, which may be used to humiliate the inn shopkeeper, "I dare to say that I have no money!",
But this is probably his entire possession.
When the black man saw Yang Yuanqing coming in, Tongling glared at him with big eyes and was about to scold him, Yang Yuanqing threw a pot of wine to him and smiled and said, "Taste!"
The black man looked at Yang Yuanqing suspiciously, pulled open the pot plug and smelled it, his eyes lit up. He was about to taste it, but Yang Yuanqing smiled and said, "I poisoned it inside, do you dare to drink it?"
The black man was stunned and slowly put down the wine pot, but he couldn't help but pick up the wine pot and smell it, his eyes narrowed intoxication.
"What kind of wine are you?" he asked hesitantly.
"Don't worry about what kind of wine it is. This pot of wine is worth ten yuan, but I poisoned it, and it may not be poisoned. If you dare to drink it, I will pay for you for your debts in this inn."
Yang Yuanqing slowly walked up to him, pressed his shoulder and smiled, "If you don't dare to drink, then you can get out now!"
The black man was furious. He swung the wine pot and smashed it at Yang Yuanqing, but Yang Yuanqing grabbed his wrist. He wanted to stand up again, but Yang Yuanqing held it tightly, as if a thousand pounds of force were pressed on his shoulder.
He couldn't move and was shocked. Who is this person?
Yang Yuanqing suddenly let him go, but picked up his Xuanhua axe from the ground, walked out of the door, and said to himself, "This axe is good, and selling scrap iron can be worth two yuan."
"Okay! I've bet with you."
The black man already knew that Yang Yuanqing was powerful and he was no match for him. He had to raise his neck and gulp and drank the wine, wiped his mouth with his sleeves, and praised loudly: "Damn it! Even if it is poisonous, I will recognize it."
"Good! A little bit of courage."
Yang Yuanqing gave him a thumbs up and smiled, "Let's make another bet."
The black man was stunned and immediately said angrily: "I have drunk the wine. Don't you keep your word?"
Yang Yuanqing swung his axe and said coldly: "So what if you don't keep your word? Do you want to fight?"
The black man looked at Yang Yuanqing, then looked at his axe. After a while, he had no choice but to say helplessly: "What do you think you will bet on the second one?"
"I'll guess your name, the conditions are the same as before."
The black man was extremely proud, and there was a fool who bet on his name, and he looked a little cunning, "Okay! I'll declare first, which bastard will cheat."
"We'll just make up for it!"
Yang Yuanqing smiled slightly, "I guess your surname is Cheng, your name is Yao Jin, and your name is Yizhen."!