Xiao Xiaorang, a scholar of the leftover hand, is a famous painter in the capital. Xiao Xiaorang was a student of Jiushan Academy. He wrote very well with his calligraphy. Therefore, he had not passed the exam for many years and could not graduate. He finally had no choice but to drop out of school. He had a special skill in hand, and was good at simply depicting portraits of things and people, and he painted quickly and vividly. After he dropped out, he relied on his special skill to be famous in the capital. Because of his lameness in his studies, he was called the full-time scholar.

Although this hand-painting skill is not as eyed by painters of major schools, it is very popular in the capital. Due to work reasons, Wang Chuan and Xiao Rang have been in contact with each other for a long time. In Wang Chuan's view, Xiao Rang's hand-painting skill is even more powerful than those masters of sketching on the earth. Wang Chuan also advised Xiao Rang to ask Xiao Rang to go to the historical sites or other monumental places outside the city to give people portraits. From then on, Xiao Rang's business became more prosperous and his life became more and more moist. Now his belly is round and straight.

Therefore, Xiao Xiaorang was quite grateful to Wang Chuan and repeatedly proposed to give Wang Chuan a free portrait, but Wang Chuan refused righteously.

This guy's painter is so simple. He will stop cooking after a little more artistic processing in the painting. Wang Chuan really doesn't like the portraits that can't even beautify the beauty.

After Wang Chuan gave the order, the soapy colleague ran out.

The young man in the side hall behind him was full of energy, "I want to land on the moon in the world" kept shouting. The sound was still like a bomb to the people in the courtyard, which could detonate at any time. As the group of people heard the shouting, no one dared to make noise again.

"Why don't you make a noise? Keep making a noise!"

Luo Ming, a colleague on duty yesterday, rubbed his eyes from the room beside him, looking like he had just woken up. Luo Ming opened his eyes and saw Wang Chuan, and said gratefully: "I said what's going on? It turns out that it was Lao Wang, you can help me. I stayed up all night last night. This morning they were quarreling. I shouted at the top of my throat and no one listened to me, so I wanted to sleep first. I didn't expect you to solve it first. Thank you very much."

Wang Chuan said: "You're thinking too much. I didn't help. They were scared by the one inside. By the way, don't call me Lao Wang." What's wrong with this name? Especially when he is a regular visitor in the next tavern, some people even call him "Lao Wang next door", which makes Wang Chuan particularly sensitive to this title.

"What a joke, sir, how could we be scared by a lunatic?"

A fat black middle-aged man in the courtyard shouted dissatisfiedly. But when he spoke, he could not hide the fear that had not yet dissipated on his face. His face looked like a new era girl wearing heavy makeup, and it was clearly separated from his neck, forming two colors.

Wang Chuan nodded in his heart. This guy used his eyeshadow to apply sunlight, put his nose into the arms of foam, and put it in his previous life as a woman's clothing boss.

Luo Ming said contemptly: "Then you guys keep quarreling."

The fat black man was agitated by Luo Ming, and suddenly washed his face. He came back with a dark face and shouted, "How could you be a constable like this? We have been arguing here for a whole morning, and you didn't care about it, and you went to sleep! We even called you "Master!"

The echoes rang:

"Yes! Yes! What a slap detective!"

"I can be a constable when I sleep, so I can also go through six doors!"

"Wang!"

"Who brought the dog? Take it away!"

"Woom!"

"Who is his mother learning to bark?"

This group of people was not at all powerful when they were alone. Now they realized that there were many people and there were few people in the six doors. They were arrogant and shared the same hatred for the enemy, and even ignored the previous quarrels.

Luo Ming looked disdainful, as if he hadn't heard it.

Wang Chuan pushed Luo Ming and signaled him to go back to the room first. This guy has always had a bad temper and is angry when he gets up. Seeing that the crowd was getting excited again, Wang Chuan was very worried that Luo Ming would get up with the person.

Luo Ming also knew his temper, so he followed Wang Chuan and walked into the room.

However, when everyone in the yard saw that the two of them gave in, they became even more excited.

"If you have the ability, you can hit me!"

"Report him!"

"Go to the Ministry of Personnel to report him!"

"What kind of constable? Go and eat shit!"

"Aowuwuwuwu-"

"Who is his mother learning to bark again?"

"Where is his mother barking?"

"It's rare! This is the cry of the Husky in the West Sea. It is the dog breed brought by Emperor Taizu from the West Sea east of the past. It is rare and only seen in the palace! Your family is so unaware that even the Husky is not aware. Our daughter is so embarrassing to marry into your family!"

"What a quarrel, what a quarrel!"

"Aowuwuwuwu-"

A group of people quarreled in a mess, and the more they spoke, the more they were talking, the more rude they heard. The six doors were suddenly more chaotic than the vegetable market, making people angry.

"My mom!"

Wang Chuan gritted his teeth and suddenly turned around and headed into the main hall.

Luo Ming grabbed him and gritted his teeth: "What are you doing inside? Go outside and find all the colleagues patrolling the streets."

Wang Chuan said in a cold voice: "What colleagues do you want? I'll release the one inside."

The young man in the side hall seemed to hear Wang Chuan's words and shouted more excitedly: "Let me go, let me go to heaven! Let me go! I want to save my brother! I want to go to heaven! I want to kill someone!"

The sound of the wolf howling was hovering above the six doors like a spell. The people in the yard immediately stopped. Seeing Wang Chuan panic, none of them dared to clamor again.

Luo Ming understood, laughed "hey" and said, "You guys are quarreling again! Aren't you not listening to me? Go and report me. It just so happens that I'm too lazy to care about your troubles. What's the matter with me if you're good or bad? Why bother me because you can't sleep well!"

The fat black man had a timid face and collapsed, and he said with a smirk: "We don't know anything about it, why should you care? If there is any collision, please forgive me. The madman is devoted to heaven, so he should take it seriously. Don't let go."

Everyone in front of me said that it was Luo Ming's care, and Wang Chuan was not inconvenient to interfere too much, or it was up to Luo Ming's opinion.

Luo Ming waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to care about you. If you still need me to take care of me, just tell me, if you don't listen to me, then get out of here. I can't afford to serve you! Damn your family, I'm taking over the business. It's enough. You don't know how delicious you are, and you quarrel with me! The dog bites Lu Dongbin, and doesn't know the good people's hearts."

Everyone in the courtyard was afraid of the God of War in the side hall, and was suppressed again. They all drooped their faces and smiled apologized: "Sir, you said, "Sir, you said, "Sir, you will listen to you."

Seeing this, Wang Chuan didn't need to use himself anymore, so he said hello to Luo Ming and was about to return to the side hall. He turned around and suddenly remembered something again. He ran to the room next to him and called a few guards on duty to help him to avoid recurrence.

After doing this, Wang Chuan felt relieved and wanted to go back to the side hall.

When he walked to the gate of the main hall, Wang Chuan heard Luo Ming say: "You - are you going to divorce?"

Everyone in the courtyard looked at each other and said in unison: "You want to leave!"
Chapter completed!