But he obviously did not expect that Zhou Qinchuan's literacy was not only so sensational, but also brought them such great dividends to beggars in Guanyang Town.

Although he talked easily with Zhou Qinchuan, he was actually a little scared.

If you lose this battle, although you can cheat afterwards, there are many people on the other side, and if you take action, you will definitely be at a disadvantage.

More importantly, he was very afraid of Zhang San. Although this person had white hair and was not young, he obviously had a kind of aura of being arrogant without anger.

Wu Da asked himself that he was very strong, and if he did it, it would be no problem to do it. However, when he saw Zhang San, he would still feel guilty. He was not sure which side the other party would stand.

The other party suddenly admits defeat, which is naturally a good thing that cannot be obtained.

"Um..."

Wu Daqing cleared his throat and straightened his chest:

"Zhang San, what you said, count it?"

Zhang San glared at him:

"When will my Zhang San say not count? Today I will leave this in my opinion. In the future, as long as Mr. Zhou is here in Guanyang Town, we Maoyang people will never take a step forward!"

Wu Da laughed wildly in his heart. Unexpectedly, Xiao Ji, the brother, was still a lucky star, and he settled the matter without blood.

I felt a little ignorant of the importance of it, and I couldn't help but speak:

"Can we Guanyang people in Maoyang Town..."

Before he finished speaking, someone shouted behind Brother Zhang San, "Wu Da, don't be too arrogant!"

It's Brother Bad Breath.

Zhang San did not answer, snorted lightly, glanced at Wu Da, turned around with his hands behind his back, "Let's go!" Hulala took the group of beggars in Maoyang Town away.

Wu Da flipped his lips, and finally said nothing, just watching Zhang San and others leave.

Brother bad breath caught up with Zhang San and whispered:

"Third brother, we can't give up just because he is a scholar."

The beggars in Maoyang Town had no objection to Zhang San's decision, and even thought it was justified.

Although Brother Bad Breath also respects scholars, he lost inexplicably and is still a little dissatisfied.

"What do you know!"

Zhang San's eyelids did not raise his head and twisted, just keep moving forward:

"What I said before is still valid. The place in front of the land temple belongs to you, but if you are not injured, the reward will be gone. If you are willing, you will stay in Maoyang. If you are not willing, you can make a new plan..."

While speaking, the beggars in Maoyang Town gradually drifted away.

Zhang San is not very afraid of scholars, but more so he respects them.

When Tumu Fort was defeated, his old soldiers thought that the Ming Dynasty was over, and at most they could be as lucky as the previous Song Dynasty.

This is why he ignored it and did not return to the army to report, fled south and became a deserter.

It was not until here that I heard that the scholar who once governed Jinxi showed his heroic character in times of crisis. He almost saved the fate of the Ming Dynasty with his own strength and was defeated in the capital first.

Since then, Zhang Sanyi’s idea of ​​changing everything is useless, and he respects scholars abnormally.

This is also the reason why he took the initiative to give in today.

Of course, I can't be a soldier, but with my skills, Zhang San also became the beggar leader in a town in Maoyang.

On this side, the beggars in Guanyang Town rushed up and raised Zhou Qinchuan high.

Zhou Qinchuan was limping and faced with so many hands, without any resistance.

"Be gentle! Be gentle!" Xiao Ji shouted in a panic, "My brother's legs are not healed yet!"

Zhou Qinchuan, who was thrown into the air in a dizzy state, still didn't understand it, and he could not have imagined that because of his ability to read and write, he eliminated a bloody disaster. Is this gambling a win?

Well, it can't be considered a win, after all, Guan Yang's beggar can't go to Mao Yang, and at most it's a draw.

But looking at their appearance, they didn't seem to care.

Yes, they said that Guanyang is slightly more prosperous than Maoyang, and the number of beggars is smaller than that of Maoyang, so it is naturally easier to get along.

As long as you can keep this acre of three-quarters of the land, no one will care whether Maoyang can beg for food.

......

Although the scorching sun is not like fire, it is also a bit scorching, and it begins to show its power, reminding the world that early summer is here.

Zhou Qinchuan leaned his head and looked not far away. Xiao Ji was playing in the river naked, lying back to the shallow water.

A few days after resolving the dispute with Mao Yang beggars, the weather became hotter and hotter.

When I go out to beg for the streets during the day, I always sweat a lot.

No matter how sloppy Zhou Qinchuan was taken by others, he couldn't stand it anymore.

It’s okay if I get used to smelling the odor on my body. The key is that I feel itchy and I can’t help it.

After obtaining Li Qi's consent (it doesn't work if Li Qi doesn't agree), Zhou Qinchuan found a day that was not a temple fair. He also gave himself a day off with Xiao Ji who didn't need to dig shepherd's purse (and stock). The purpose was to take a bath.

It’s not that Zhou Qinchuan didn’t think about his broken leg, but that his leg had no external injuries and the swelling had long since disappeared.

In addition to not being able to use force, from the outside, it is almost the same as a good leg, and the willow branches used to fix the legs can be removed.

If you get water, there is no problem.

Zhou Qinchuan couldn't take it correctly, but he didn't care if he could take a bath.

Zhou Qinchuan took Xiao Ji, no, it was Xiao Ji who took him to find a place with a slower water flow by the river outside the town to take a bath. Well, it wasn't called taking a bath at this time, it seemed to be called bath, it was called bath.

It’s not that Zhou Qinchuan doesn’t want to find a bathhouse to take a good hot bath.

By the way, the bathhouse at this time is not called a bathhouse, but a Huntang. Unfortunately, Guanyang is a small town and there is no such service at all. Every household boils some water at home and washes it.

At least you can get a larger county town, so you can have the thing like a hunch.

A better inn has a bathtub for bathing.

However, Guan Yang also has no high-end inn, just a carriage shop.

Except for the two upper rooms, the rest are large and spacious shops, and the so-called upper rooms are just simple single rooms. I want to take a bath with a bathtub. I'm sorry, I don't have this condition.

The above content was purely found out by Zhou Qinchuan from the news. Although it was not verified in person, he felt that it was the same. If he wanted to verify it, there was nothing he could do with his current identity. A beggar would not be able to get into a carriage shop.

I can only briefly talk about it first, and it doesn’t matter if the conditions are more difficult.

On the way, Xiao Ji climbed up a tree, picked some soap seeds, and used them as soap.

At this moment, Zhou Qinchuan had a stone pillow under his head, lying in the water and letting the river wash it. His body had been washed away long ago. He was lazy for a moment and didn't want to finish it right away.

It was afternoon, and the sun warmed the surface of the river, while the deeper places were still a little cool, one warm and one cool, very comfortable.

Zhou Qinchuan couldn't help but sigh that although this body, which was struck by lightning, was still unknown how powerful it was.

But with this season, the performance of being able to bathe in the river without feeling cold and being very comfortable is much better than before.
Chapter completed!