Chapter 48 The injured yamen runners and the old Taoist beside the altar

Gu Xiaoqiong was dumbfounded and looked at him and said, "Fourth Master, you are so unkind, how could you raise your price like this?"

Master Qi Si yelled: "Honest Mom! You guys have the idea of ​​hitting my brother in the industry, and I'm still kind to you!"

Gu Xiaoqiong was scolded and blushed with his face. He bit his teeth and said to Ning Que: "One price! Five hundred taels of silver! To be honest, I was smashing all the hired silver from the first two shops. No matter how high I was, I couldn't take it out."

Master Qi looked at him sneered and said sarcastically: "Look at your petty family, Song Tietou is just teaching the little guy? He is not arrogant at all. Let me tell you how the price is opened."

He turned to Ning Que and said proudly: "This little boss, as long as you continue to open the shop on this street, as long as I, Master Qi, live for one day, no one will collect your rent..."

Before the last golden word could be said, Ning Que waved his hand to stop and asked with a gentle smile: "Second Master, did you say you had to be exempted from rent for one year?"

Master Qi Si was stunned and replied: "Yes."

"That's true." Ning Que turned around and bowed to Gu Xiaoqiong and the strong men, and said with a gentle smile: "I'm really sorry, I plan to continue working on this shop. Please come back."

Hearing this sentence, the crowd around Lao Bizhai was stunned. The reason why they were stunned was not because of Ning Que's choice, but even though he knew that the Fourth Master Qi would immediately offer a sky-high price, which was equivalent to giving him the shop for free, but he agreed to the condition before the other party said that.

Master Qi was stunned for a long time, and his expression gradually became solemn and serious. He bowed his hand seriously and said with a strong voice: "Boss, you are young, but you are generous and righteous in your work. Just say this to you. If you have anything to do in the future, just report my name. Don't say anything else, you can go there with Dongcheng!"

Gu Xiaoqiong was also stunned for a long time, his dull eyes crossing between Ning Que and Si Ye Qi. Thinking of the angry scolding of his elder brother Song Tietou before leaving, thinking of the slap that his elder brother left on his elder brother's face, thinking of the deadline for the elder brother's elder brother's backing, he couldn't help but subconsciously turned his head and looked at the two yamen runners under the tree.

Today, the gangs gathered in the Forty-seven Alley. Although the literary fight has never developed into a military fight, the two yamen runners of Chang'an Mansion under the tree have always ignored it and have obviously lost their responsibility. Until they received the pitiful gaze from Gu Xiaoqiong's request for help, the two yamen runners coughed lightly, held the swords at their waists and walked towards Lao Bizhai.

Master Qi Si looked at the two yamen runners, wondering what sad things happened, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold and angry, and said to Ning Que coldly: "Boss, did I say before that Dongcheng will be with you?"

For some reason, Ning Que actually chose to speak at this time, and smiled and replied. Master Qi sneered and said, "Then I will let you see why I dare to boast about this Haikou."

"What are you gathering here for? Do you want to cause trouble?" The yamen runner walked to the front of the crowd and scolded sternly.

"Yes." Master Qi Si replied faintly, then waved his hand and said, "I'm just causing trouble, and I want to make things worse. Brothers, go up and greet these two officials."

As soon as the words came, the group of men in blue shirts, green trousers, green cloth boots gathered around with a sound of coaxing, and they didn't know who gave the first punch. After a while, the fists and feet hit the two Chang'an government yamen runners like wind and rain. The two yamen runners were still yelling and scolding, and after showing their identities, they wanted to draw their swords, but were kicked down. After a while, they were beaten to the heads of blood, and rolled on the ground with their heads in their arms, and they could not even make a sound of scolding, leaving only painful moans, and even those two waist knives representing their identities were thrown out of the crowd.

Ning Que used to think that the **s in Chang'an City were rules and demeanor. At this moment, he looked at the two official knives thrown out of the crowd and realized that the **s in Chang'an City were really cruel, and even the people in the government dared to beat them!

He looked at the melee outside the shop in surprise, and looked at the two bloody yamen runners, shocked and speechless. Gu Xiaoqiong and the gangsters in the south, standing not far away, had even more wonderful expressions.

Since they were involved in the Linfossil Alley, they have not really competed with the power of that boss. Only then did they realize that the other party was so arrogant!

"Okay, stop beating." Mr. Qi, who had been holding his arms and watching coldly, spoke. The men in green dispersed. He walked to the two yamen runners and said in a cold voice: "If you dare to kill my brother, don't blame me for being rude."

The younger yamen runner stared at his face and said, "If you dare to beat the official, just wait for the beheading. Do you want to kill me directly at this time? Maybe it's more cost-effective."

Ning Que sighed secretly. As expected, the people of Chang'an have great ambitions. Even if they are small yamen runners, they still seem so tough under this situation.

Master Qi Si squatted down and patted his face contemptuously: "Don't scare me with this. Everyone is a dog raised by adults. You two dogs are just one more piece of clothing than me. Of course, your clothes are very precious, so you will not dare to kill you like this, but do you say that dogs bite dogs on the street, and those adults care?"

After saying this, Master Qi turned around and bowed to Ning Que, and then led his subordinates to leave with ease and arrogantly. Gu Xiaoqiong and the Nancheng gangsters gathered together for a while and went forward to help the two bloody yamen runners leave. No one looked at Ning Que's master and servant, because everyone knew that since Master Qi had already spoken, before suppressing the other party's momentum or killing the other party, intimidating Ning Que would be meaningless except to make his family look stingy.

The dispute in Linfoseven Alley ended like this, without a follow-up. As the Siye of Qi said, the owner behind both sides had no interest in interfering in such a dog-biting matter, but Ning Que still couldn't understand some things.

——Although the yamen runners are small people, the official swords they wear in the official uniforms represent the face of the court and the dignity of the empire. Even the boss behind the Fourth Master Qi - the middle-aged man who went to the shop to hide from the rain that day, even the deeper background of the middle-aged man who beat the official officer in the street was still too arrogant and looking for death. What's more, the Fourth Master Qi didn't deal with the yamen runners in the south city, but he did not make any sense to attack the yamen runners in Chang'an Prefecture without reason. This could not be said.

Unless there has just been a deep hatred between the two sides.

Thinking of his guess and thinking of that incident, his brow frowned slightly and then stretched again. Today's purpose is to show off his face and go shopping to dissipate the pleasure brought by the first step of revenge, those troublesome new hatreds that must be resolved in the future, so stay after today and think about it.

It is a very long distance from Linqiuxiangzhao to Hongxiuzhao. On weekdays, Ningque usually takes a carriage through the city at two-lane line once. Today, Sangsang is accompanied by Sangsang, so he naturally chooses to walk. Neither of them cares about the previous confrontation. Ningque is used to bloody and dangerous scenes, while Sangsang has no capacity to put anything else in his mind except for some important things, so he feels good when he walks through the streets and alleys.

They went to Shenghuafang, Tongda Street, visited the bookstore, bought cheap lotus leaf rice, and walked through Zhuque Street as fast as possible, and then found a lively place. Dozens of Chang'an people kowtowed to an altar under the leadership of an old man in Taoist robes. Ning Que asked the people next to him who were watching the fun together, and then he realized that this was a prayer ceremony in a Taoist temple in the south gate of Haotian Dao, hoping to move the spring rain in Chang'an City to the arid northern border.

I saw the Taoist priest's long silver hair and beard next to the altar, and his Taoist robe was swaying in the wind. He looked like a fairy. A wooden sword in his hand buzzed in the air. Several pieces of talisman papers kept shaking at the point of the sword, and vermilion red characters appeared. After a moment, he could only hear a sneer. The wooden sword broke through the air and inserted into the yellow sand of the altar in front of him. The pieces of talisman papers had long been ignited with the wind and turned into pieces of ashes scattered on the surface of the yellow sand.
Chapter completed!