Chapter 88: fight

"Well! What happened today, first came the drunk girl in the drunk fairy house. Why, did you have another drunk man in the drunk fairy house?" Fan Jian turned his head and saw Wen Ting, who was also a commoner , Can not help but glance at the slightest disdain. $
"My aunt! You're right! We are all warriors of Zuixianlou! Your dirty lady is holding the drunk lady and post-cooker of Zuixianlou, and we'll end with you!"
"Hit him!" Wen Ting's voice over there, Mariko, Ergou, Xiaowusan, and others just got out of the crowd.
Three elementary school apprentices, the back kitchen of Zuixianlou does not go out often, and they always follow the master to do some chores such as buying and buying. The line is also a simple market and back kitchen. For any fan, I have only heard of this. People, never met. Face to face today is naturally not recognized.
Seeing a boy pulling and pulling at the two girls, and thinking where they came from, the three and a half boys rolled up their sleeves, and a fierce bounced over them. Fan Jian's body, face, and head.
When Wen Ting saw this, his mood was agitated. At the age of fourteen, his age was just fierce. His sister was in it, and she also saw that her companions were fighting vigorously, and she was also indignant. She wanted to participate and never wanted Pulled from behind.
"Master Zizhang!" Wen Ting turned around immediately, surprised.
"Wen Ting, you are a scholar. Fighting things like this will not ruin your future. Let me come!" Qiao Zizhang pulled Wen Ting.
"Master Zizhang, how can this kind of thing make you master of this family, I'm here!" Wen Ting was again pulling.
"Rest assured, I have a dad covering it, and I don't dare to measure that surname Fan!" Qiao Zizhang pulled Wen Ting again easily, turning his head again with a relaxed smile. After that, there was no more courteous look of the son, a few run-ups also rushed up, and also drunk half-children of the Xianxian Tower. Pressed on Fan Jian's body.
Fighting will always be the hottest thing for half-sized kids. I think that Master Zhang, who is only fifteen years old, has Master Qiao to support him. He is uncomfortable with Risven on weekdays. Fighting is naturally willing to start!
The Wu Gongzi and Liang Gongzi who came from the capital were shocked when they saw this. One rushed to the ground, "Come on, hit someone!" One was at a loss, "Come here! Fan Gongzi was beaten!"
There was another commotion in the crowd. In one corner, a pair of deep eyes were smiling slightly.
At the same time, in another corner, an old man followed the old one and the young two, and stood quietly in the crowd.
Fan Jian is the first in Xianyang, although he has some three-legged cats. But it ca n’t hold up a lot of people, plus the chaotic beating that does not follow the common sense ...
In addition, Qiao Zizhang, the master of the family, has practiced some self-defense skills since he was a child. Before long, Fan Jian was crushed to the ground by everyone. There is only gasping effort and no strength to open his mouth.
"Grandma, hurry up and bully our sister Rouer! You don't want to live anymore!" Xiao Wuyi rode on Fan Jian's body, and his face was black and blue.
"Dare to touch my Miss Red Sleeve, it's against you! I haven't moved yet!" Mariko sat on Fan Jian's waist and slapped her again.
Qiao Zizhang is clapping his hands at this moment, standing aside, listening to this sentence, glaring at Yuan Zi, your lady in red sleeves ...
The two dogs were sitting on the ground panting breathlessly, and they could see that the sincere two dogs couldn't bear the energy even in the fight!
"What's going on? Who fought!" A team of officers and soldiers arrived and heard the burning stick in their hands. The fight was now over.
Seeing the arrival of the government, several half-sized boys hurried off Fan Jian's body.
"Come ... save me ..." Fan Jian lay weakly on the ground and called for help.
"Fan Gongzi ..." Several officers and soldiers recognized the embarrassing Fan Jian.
"A few of you, take away!" The officer and soldier stood up, holding a burning stick, and gesticulated.
"Really? Do I even want to take it?" Qiao Zizhang stood aside, with a salty look on his face.
"Master Joe!" Several officers and soldiers recognized that the young boy in front of the Yushu was the young master of Dr. Qiao's house drunk, and quickly bowed down to salute.
"They are all my people!" Qiao Zizhang snapped.
"Look, that's Master Qiao from Drunk Xianlou!" Someone in the crowd recognized Qiao Zizhang.
"Master Zuo Xianlou's only son?" Someone pointed.
"No, I heard that Qiao's family is in Beijing! Now Fan Shao, the number one in Xianyang, is fighting with Qiao's master.
"You two, hurry up! Go and take them away!" Wu Gongzi and Liang Gongzi saw the officers and soldiers here and hurriedly gestured.
"Master Qiao, are there any misunderstandings ..." Several officers and soldiers saw Fan Gongzi lying on the ground, and there was Qiao Dao standing next to him. They dared that someone in Beijing was so supportive that even fights prevailed!
"Misunderstanding! Brother Wu, good brother, save me quickly ... hey, hey." Fan Jian still moaned lying on the ground.
"What are you doing? Don't hurry up to help Fan Gongzi ?!" Wu Gongzi found a brass sign from his waist and shook it in front of officers and men.
A few officers and soldiers were frightened, their legs and feet were weak, and they hurried forward to support Fan Jian.
"I don't know if the grandfather Wu Gongyi of the Beijing Jinyiwei hundred households arrived, the young man didn't know Taishan!" A chief of soldiers and soldiers headed by him, bowed in salute.
"Not ready to take them away anymore! My uncle is the father-in-law of the palace's procurement director, Liang Gong!" Although Liang Gongzi did not have a brand, he also blew his throat.
Several officers and men almost sat on the ground.
"The young man has seen a good boy!"
"Master Joe, look at this ..." The officer and soldier headed by them were there for a moment, and they didn't know what to do.
"Bold! If not, I'll let my dad take you!" Wu Gongzi snorted again when he saw the soldiers not moving.
The soldiers moved their arms, but their legs and feet were still in place. Daddy is really a daddy! Your brothers and sisters are fighting against each other, why are you letting a few of us poor be soldiers?
"It's funny!" A clear voice in the crowd, everyone looked for a look, and saw a young boy in white clothes, with his back held up, and stepped forward slowly.
Even though it was hazy at night, but the appearance of the young man in the dust and the white clothes still made all the people in the room take a sigh of relief: What a beautiful young man!
"Ren ... Ren ..." Wu Gongzi stammered for a moment, but he dared to point his finger at the boy in white.
"You ... you ..." Liang Gong stuttered. His body trembled, as if to fall.
"Ren Yue!" Gentle exclaimed in his heart, why is he here? Did you leave or did you come again?
An old man in the crowd smiled slightly, still standing quietly there.
"I thought it was a big deal, one is Jin Yiwei who cares about a hundred people, and the other is the father-in-law who can be seen everywhere in the palace. It's still here! Is it really bullying the people who haven't seen the big officials?" , Can not hide the coldness; the tone is flat. It was cold words.
"Ren San Gongzi!" Qiao Zizhang can't forget long after seeing Ren Yue in Zui Xianlou that day, although there is no verbal communication, but the person's style and temperament, plus Mr. Song Tao's praise, made him have to The teenager pays homage. Later, I learned that Ren Yue's father was Marshal Da Zhou, the commander of the military aircraft, and that day, seeing Ren Yue and Sheng Yaoshan beating Fan Jian on the same day, it was sincere admiration!
"Well, there is nothing for you here! Let's go down!" Ren Yue waved his hands lightly. Signaled the officers and men to retreat.
Although I do n’t know what the boy in white is, but seeing that the boys are so respectful to him, it must be a powerful master in the background. Save yourself the trouble. The soldiers flashed.
"Ren Sangong, all things today are misunderstandings!" Wu Gongzi hurriedly smiled and accompanied him.
"That's right. Ren Sangong must never worry about today's events. Rarely everyone meets in Xianyang, walks together, and drinks on the boat!" Liang Gongzi also came up to make fun of his crimes.
"Ren Sangong, I ... I please!" Fan Jian on the ground, at the first sight of Ren Yue, thought that the misunderstanding of that day would not be cleared up, but today they were together again. I ca n’t wait to take a slap and climb up from the ground Regardless of the pain, he reached out to signal Yue Yue to get on board.
"Master Zhao lives, and today's beautiful scenery invites all the sons and disciples of famous teachers to go on a boat tour of the lake!" The boat has landed, and the voice of a man came from the boat.
"I am Master Wang's student. I was a talent last year. Let me get on board!" A clever man in the crowd came forward.
"I am Li's nephew and I want to get on the boat too!" Another teenager ran out of the crowd.
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Exquisite pleasure boats, bright lights on both sides of the strait, rafting on the lake, watching the lights at night, how pleasant it is!
Wen Ting stood aside, and his mind moved, and immediately he didn't listen to the call, and went straight to the boat.
"Stop! Who are you!" The man who just spoke stopped Wen Ting.
"I want to get on the boat too!" Wen Ting said with a stern neck.
"Hey, stinky boy, are you drunk from Xianxianlou! I saw you last time! We are all scholars, and the cooks are still folks, not welcome!" Fan Jian smiled coldly on the boat.
"I ..." Wen Ting was about to start.
"Wen Ting! It's you! I heard that you haven't missed a child three times, and then you don't study with Master Li, would it be true that you went to learn to cook?" What kind of talent was just ridiculed.
"What? Three missed children! Hahahaha! Just thinking about it, I only deserve to learn to cook!" Fan Jian laughed.
"You are not allowed to say that to my brother!" Gentleness, but ~ EbookFREE.me ~ came forward.
"Stupid girl, I can't hold my breath like this every time!" Ren Yue stood in place and laughed secretly.
"Go and go, stinky girl, get out of here! I just didn't care about you just now, this is nothing to do with your chef! Sailing!" Fan Jian said impatiently.
"Who says he has nowhere to go!" A thick figure in the crowd was slightly old.
"Teacher!" Ren Yue saluted respectfully.
"Mr. Song Tao!" Fan Jian, Wu Gongzi, Liang Gongzi, their chins were about to fall off.
"Wen Ting is my student, and I am a teacher with a good name!" Mr. Song Tao said loudly.
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