From Xiaoao to travel around the world

Chapter 73 Hong Qigong

"The young man has never seen the world."

Yang Qing raised his eyelids when he heard the words, and continued to move forward with the chopsticks.

Seeing that the provocation was ineffective, Hong Qigong also smacked his mouth, swallowed and continued to eat his fried meat, but it was not as comfortable as before, and the action of picking up vegetables was much faster.

Yang Qing also found it funny to see him eating early and leaving early, out of sight and out of mind.

But he's not Huang Rong, he doesn't have the ability to cook and cheat martial arts, and he doesn't want to join the beggars' gang, so he just pretends he doesn't see it.

The two of them were in a hurry to leave, and they hadn't had a serious meal for more than a month, so they both ate very fast.

There was a sudden sound of heavy footsteps outside the restaurant door, and then more than a dozen people came in one after another.

"Shopkeeper! Set up ten tables for me with good wine and good food, hurry up!"

Yang Qing turned his back to the door, and suddenly heard someone sternly shouted. There were more than 20 tables in the hall, and hundreds of diners immediately fell silent.

"Guest officer, the shop is full. I'm afraid there won't be room for you for a while, why don't you wait for a while?" The waiter in the shop was also stopped by the visitor's voice, and he hesitated for a moment before going forward to explain: "Or you can go to another place to have a look. OK."

"Fart!" The man yelled angrily, "How can you drive people out when you open the door for business? I'm your grandpa after spending money. How dare you make grandpa wait!?"

"It's a small shop..."

"Fuck you motherfucker!"

Xiaoer still had to distinguish, but suddenly heard the sound of the wind, before he could react, he was already knocked down by someone's slap.

"Hey? How did you hit someone?"

"Yeah, who are you, is there any law in broad daylight?"

Some of the diners shouted angrily.

"Which one is shouting? Stand up and let your grandpa, Hou Tonghai, take a look." Hou Tonghai rolled his eyes strangely, took out the three steel forks from behind, pointed at the diners and cursed: "See if it's your stiff neck or grandpa's hands. The steel fork inside is strong!"

It was silent, and no one dared to criticize.

"Guest officer...Master, it's not that the shop is bullying customers, it's really that there is no seat."

The shopkeeper couldn't just sit and watch at this time, he asked someone to help the little girl down, and then went up to explain himself.

"No seat? Hehe!" Hou Tonghai grinned sneeringly, suddenly shook the steel fork, and slammed it on a nearby table with a "slap".

Amidst the sound of "crash", the dishes jumped up and down for a while, smashing to pieces on the ground.

The four guests on the table all jumped up in fright, then ran out the door with their heads down without saying a word.

"Isn't it there?"

Hou Tonghai stared at the shopkeeper with his eyes, and at the same time waved to everyone behind him. A dozen or so well-dressed men immediately scattered to chase them away, stirring up the hall.

"roll!"

"Get the hell out of here!"

Most of the diners were traffickers and pawns, at most they were business travelers, so no one dared to resist.

"Let's report to the officials, is it true that there is no king's law?"

"Don't shout, didn't you see their hair accessories? That's a golden man!"

"What about the Jin people? Xiangyang is still my Song people!"

"Let's go..."

A few youths dressed as scholars yelled twice at the door, but they were immediately pulled away by their companions.

The shopkeeper was frowning, not knowing what to do, and several people came outside the door.

"Brother, is the meal ready?"

Hou Tonghai looked back and saw Sha Tongtian, Liang Ziweng and Master Lingzhi entering the restaurant together.

"Brother, don't worry, it will be fine soon!"

With a promise, Hou Tonghai's eyes glowed fiercely, and he swept across the hall, looking at the table on the left by the window.

I saw an old beggar and a somewhat familiar figure, eating and drinking like a competition, as if turning a deaf ear to the changes around them.

"Damn it, there are people who are not afraid of death..."

Gritting his teeth, full of anger, Hou Tonghai stepped over to the table in two or three steps, raised his foot and kicked the bamboo sheathed sword leaning on the table and flew out!
"You two are deaf? Are you looking for death? Don't give it to the master..."

Hou Tonghai, who was standing by the table while scolding, suddenly saw Yang Qing's side face clearly, and suddenly felt a basin of ice water rushing down his head in a dog's day, and forcibly suppressed the unfinished bad words in his mouth.

His heart was beating wildly, his legs were weak, his facial muscles were pulling his lips and trembling, and he knelt down straight:
"Little... little prince..."

Sha Tongtian and the others entered the restaurant, they didn't pay close attention to the crowd during the confusion.

But they have excellent hearing, and at this moment they heard Hou Tonghai shouting, and they all turned their heads to look over.

When they saw the back figure clearly, they all froze in place.

When Liang Ziweng saw the old beggar on the table, his whole body became agitated, and he almost turned around and ran away.

"Clap."

After Hong Qigong finished eating the last piece of meat, he threw the chopsticks on the plate, lifted the jug and drank it all in one gulp, and then let out a contented groan:

"Comfortable... Oh, I miss my apprentice."

At this moment, the hall was completely silent. He raised his eyes to see that the shopkeeper's waiters all retreated to the counter, or hid in the corner.

The rest of the diners at the tables stopped moving and looked at this side without saying a word.

Many people on the second floor looked down, but they didn't dare to make a sound.

The soldiers of the Kingdom of Jin brought by Hou Tonghai also stopped in place the moment he knelt down, waiting for the order from their superiors.

Only Yang Qing, who was opposite him, was still eating food by himself, and didn't even look at Hou Tonghai, who was soaking in sweat all over his body.

"I'll tell you." Hong Qigong smiled at Yang Qing: "I'll kneel down and say hello to you, why don't you say a word, kid, it's too big."

Yang Qing filled the empty bowl with a ladle of soup, and asked back: "The bald old man behind me trembles when he sees you, and I don't see you saying a few words of comfort."

Hearing this, Hong Qigong glanced at Liang Ziweng, curled his lips: "This old boy was not a good person back then, I plucked his head to give him a chance to reform himself."

Yang Qing emptied the soup after listening, put the bowl on the table again, and looked at Hou Tonghai with a smile: "So I should give you a chance too?"

"Little prince, please forgive me, I, I..." Seeing that Yang Qing finally looked at him, Hou Tonghai only said a few words but didn't know how to continue.

Seeing this, Sha Tongtian stepped forward quickly, first picked up the long sword, wiped the scabbard on his clothes, then held it in front of Yang Qing with both hands and said:

"Little prince, my junior brother didn't know you were here, so he didn't intend to be reckless, Lao Sha, I will apologize to you."

After speaking, he turned his head and winked at Master Lingzhi.

The latter immediately came forward knowingly and said: "It's a pleasure to meet you, the little prince, the poor monk disturbed you."

Yang Qing glanced at a few people, reached out to take the long sword, and with a flick of his wrist, a two-inch autumn-like cold light slid out of the scabbard.

Seeing him draw his sword, Sha Tongtian and the others shrank their necks, only to feel that the surrounding air instantly cooled down.

"My lord, this is..."

Cold sweat dripped down his forehead, Hou Tonghai subconsciously wanted to hide back.

Flipping the wrist, the long sword fell back into the scabbard, Yang Qing smiled and said: "Forget it, I am in a good mood today, leave all the gold and silver on your body, let's go."

After speaking, he looked at Hou Tonghai and said, "Go out on your knees."

Originally, Yang Qing wanted him to kowtow to the little girl to admit his mistake, but then he thought it would hurt the other person, so he stopped mentioning it.

With another breakthrough in swordsmanship and just having a full meal, it is true that he is in a good mood.

"Crash."

After a crisp sound, several people put the gold and silver on the table and gathered together a small pile, "Thank you, little prince."

After thanking him, Sha Tongtian took the lead and walked out of the store. Hou Tonghai did not dare to stand up, dragged his knees on the ground, and moved out quickly.

"and many more."

Hearing Yang Qing's voice, several people turned their heads again.

"Don't let me hear the title of Little Prince in the future. In addition, send a message to Wanyan Honglie. Last time he spared his life, the grievances and grievances are settled. If he interferes again in the future, I will kill him at the ends of the earth."

"Yes, little...Young Master Yang."

With a promise, everyone left the restaurant in a hurry without stopping.

Hou Tonghai walked all the way on his knees, feeling his knees were weak and his neck was cold, so he dared not stand up.

Sha Tongtian kicked it up: "You useless thing! How far have you walked and still don't stand up, isn't it enough to embarrass me!?"

He was used to doing business without capital at the front line of the Yellow River, with a violent personality, and he never restrained himself even after entering Wanyan Honglie's account.

But Yang Qing was too shocked for him that night, and his momentum was taken away just now, but he didn't even dare to speak loudly, holding his breath in his chest and having nowhere to vent it.

Hou Tonghai was kicked, but he didn't seem to have regained his senses, he just stood up tremblingly, without saying a word.

"Forget it." Venerable Lingzhi advised from the side: "Whether that person has the status of the palace or not, I can't provoke him now. Thinking of that night, one sword caused a storm, and one sword stirred up a sea of ​​flames.

Tsk tsk, in the situation just now, who is sure to catch his sword?After all, life matters. "

Liang Ziweng frowned and said, "Don't you see the old beggar opposite him? That's Hong Qigong."

Several people looked at each other when they heard the words, and then each swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and no one said a word...

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(End of this chapter)