Donggong Zhangjiao

Chapter 31
Taking a deep breath, Fang Yun pushed open the door, and frowned in shock at the mess in front of him.

The seven or eight guards guarding the door here all drew their knives, and the number of people on the opposite side was basically the same, and they all put on a posture.

Behind a group of thugs on the opposite side, a young man in a purple costume was yelling energetically for the servants to beat him hard.

Originally, the boy's facial features could definitely be called handsome, but because of his dandy temperament and unruly appearance, he discounted a lot, making people feel domineering.

"stop!"

Fang Yun's expression turned cold, and he let out a low drink.

The guards here looked back at her, then stopped what they were doing, and retreated to a defensive posture.

The thugs on the opposite side also stopped their movements and looked at Fang Yun defensively.

At this time, the purple-clothed boy behind him came forward with a soft snort, glanced at Fang Yun frivolously, and then said bluntly.

"Young master, what kind of distinguished guest is in this room? It turned out to be just a girl. I don't care if you are a relative of Qian Jiangbai. Today, the private room, the young master wants it. You are sensible, pack up your things and get out. Otherwise, don't blame me for beating a woman!"

He was talking nonsense here, but Fang Yun definitely didn't look at her, but went to help Qingrong who fell to the ground.

I saw a black footprint on Qingrong's chest, obviously kicked and fell to the ground.

After being lifted up now, his lips were still sore and turned white, he was covering his chest, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

"What's the matter, does it hurt badly? I'll send someone to invite a doctor to show you." Fang Yunxiu frowned, eyes full of worry.

Qing Rong shook his head and lowered his voice. "My maidservant is fine, Concubine Liang doesn't need to worry about it, maidservant thinks that this person is too brutal and domineering, it's not easy to get along with him, Concubine Liang should send someone to find His Highness first and come back."

When she said that, Fang Yun's complexion became a little darker.

"Your Highness left me here alone. I must have something urgent to go out. First, I don't know where to find him. Second, it's not easy to reveal His Highness's identity to the outside world. You don't have to worry about it, I'll handle it."

While the master and servant were talking, they left the man opposite him alone.

Obviously, the purple-clothed boy was very dissatisfied with Fang Yun's attitude, and immediately raised his voice, staring and roaring.

"Master is talking to you, are you dumb and deaf?!"

"presumptuous!"

The leader of the guards couldn't hold back, shouted angrily, and was about to step forward.

Only then did Fang Yun raise his hand to stop the guard's movement, and walked forward with a cold expression.

"My lord, I am neither deaf nor dumb, but you, lord, beat my maid first and then my bodyguard, and still want to occupy this private room. Don't you know there is a saying, lord, first come first?"

"Are you reasoning with me?" The purple-clothed boy stared, then let out a sneer, then raised his chin and said arrogantly, "Well, I'll tell you, here, only the late comers come first." , you must give in to the young master!"

After he finished speaking, Fang Yun showed a foolish expression, raised his hand to cover his red lips lightly, and smiled lowly.

The purple-clothed boy didn't know what she was laughing at, but he could hear the sarcasm in it, and immediately became annoyed again.

"How dare you laugh at me!"

"Young master is well dressed and surrounded by family members. Presumably, he is from a wealthy family. Knowing that he will come from behind, he must have read the book. But since he has read the book, how can he read it with a half-knowledge and come out to make people laugh?"

Fang Yun raised his eyes, imitating his contempt just now, and also glanced at him up and down, put away his smile, and said lightly.

""Historical Records Ji Zheng Lie Biography" says that Your Majesty uses a group of ministers like a pile of salary, and the latecomers are superior. It means that the back is better than the predecessors, and the blue is better than the blue. How come it is said by the son that he wants to give up his seat again? ?”

Her voice was indifferent, as if she was giving an ordinary explanation, she couldn't hear any emotion, but her demeanor was inviolable.

The purple-clothed boy was exposed, his face flushed slightly, and he pursed his lips a little stiffly.

But the boy next to him seemed to be missing a string in his brain, leaned over and spoke in a low voice.

"Master, she, she seems to be saying that you have no talent and learning, and you can't read."

"I understand!"

The purple-clothed boy was furious, and slapped the young servant hard on the back of the head.

At this moment, the steward of the restaurant finally rushed over, hurriedly approached the boy and acted as a peacemaker.

"Master, you came here suddenly today. Our private room was booked out in advance. You are a frequent visitor, so don't be embarrassed. This private room is indeed given to this private room by Mr. Zhizhou. Madam left it, so you can go to the private room next door today, and today's money for wine and food is considered small to invite you, my son, how do you think?"

Probably because of the ingratiating attitude of the shopkeeper, following his wishes, the aura of the purple-clothed boy increased instead of diminishing.

Immediately, he pointed at the shopkeeper's nose and cursed.

"Master, did I send you money for this meal? Give me back your treat, and you deserve to invite me to drink? Let me tell you, it's fine if you don't come to this position. If you come, it must be yours. Today I let it go this time, you told me how to be a man in Zhongzhou tomorrow, my Jiang family's face, do you want it!"

At the end, he stretched out his hand and patted the shopkeeper's face a few times.

Not too much force, but it was rampant and rude.

Fang Yun watched, the shopkeeper was old enough to be a father to a boy, yet he was humiliated like this.

But although he felt uncomfortable, Fang Yun didn't make a sound, and still watched from the sidelines.

She was here for dinner, so she came out with Pei Yao, and left alone the things that shouldn't be caused, since the people from the restaurant were going to deal with it, it was not her turn to do it.

The less trouble, the better.

It's just that the word Jiang's family passed in Fang Yun's mind, well, I really don't have an impression.

When she was in Fang's house, she had a difficult time, and she had no access to any outside affairs. After entering the East Palace, although she could inquire about more news, it was not much better.

The nobles in Kyoto haven't finished recognizing them yet, so they don't care about other places.

Thinking that this restaurant can grow so big in Zhongzhou, there must be some means and influence, how can it be handled well, so Fang Yun didn't worry anymore, but instead pulled a guard and asked him to invite a doctor to show Qing Rong voila.

After all, Qingrong's complexion is really not good, and now she is a little pale from the pain. If a weak woman gets some internal injuries from being kicked, it will be bad.

But I didn't expect that the purple-clothed boy was pulling the shopkeeper to reprimand him, his eyes were not idle, and he caught a glimpse of the guard on Fang Yun's side who was about to leave.

Immediately, he raised his hand to beckon his own people to come forward, and stopped the guards.

Akimbo just sneered.

"What's the matter? Do you want to send rescuers? Young master, let me tell you, even if Qian Jiangbai came here in person today, you have to give up this private room."

As he said that, he lifted the shopkeeper standing in front of him, and ordered his subordinates to fight directly to throw Fang Yun out.

Looking at it this way, it is completely nonsense, and there is no reason at all.

Fang Yun cursed secretly in his heart, while pulling Qingrong to hide behind, watching the guards draw their knives and began to resist.

(End of this chapter)