first minister

Chapter 138
The young man who walked into the hall was so handsome and friendly, like a ray of brilliant light shining into the stormy inn lobby.

Everyone's gazes followed the voice, subconsciously ignoring the rest of the people behind him, only his smiling face in their eyes.

The postman didn't want to start a conflict here either, so he shouted loudly to divert everyone's attention, "Hey, this young master has an extraordinary bearing, but he is also the one who came to Beijing to catch the exam? This station can provide free accommodation with the identification document of the applicant. If you have the identification document, please show the identification document!"

After Xia Jingyun took out Zhongjieyuan from his bosom with a smile, the identity document issued by Zhou Xue said, "Three rooms are required."

After Yi Cheng verified it, he confirmed it was correct, but his face was somewhat apologetic, "It turned out to be Xia Jieyuan, but the house is gone, you see."

Xia Jingyun smiled nonchalantly, "When you're away from home, it's enough to have a shelter from the wind and rain. You can make arrangements for it."

Yi Cheng couldn't help but nodded, this is called a scholar, he quickly said: "My lord, wait a moment, I will arrange it for you."

"Gao Yang?"

At this time, a hesitant voice suddenly came from the crowd, Xia Jingyun turned his head to look, and smiled happily, "Brother Bo Yi, why is it you?"

Immediately, he saw the middle-aged man beside Xu Dapeng again, and quickly bowed his hands respectfully, "Xu Jiaoyu."

The middle-aged man smiled and said: "Gao Yang, I thought you had already entered the capital, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

Xu Dapeng also stepped forward with a smile, and put his arms around Xia Jingyun's shoulders unceremoniously, "We are indeed destined, hahaha!"

After finishing speaking, he said loudly to everyone: "Everyone, this is Xie Yuan, Xia Jingyun and Xia Gaoyang from Sishui Prefecture."

Yizhou Jieyuan, that is almost a sure-fire Jinshi!

Whether they recognize it or not, many students from other states also stepped forward, saluted and greeted each other, forming a good relationship.

Xia Jingyun was also kind, he let out Bai Yunbian who was standing on the side, and said with a smile: "Everyone, this is Xie Yuan, Baiyunbian, Bai Lexian from Yunmeng State."

Wow!
Another Jie Yuan!
Everyone hastily saluted and greeted the side of the white cloud.

Xia Jingyun himself is able to deal with such a scene with ease, and his gestures make people feel like a spring breeze.

And with Su Yuanshang's suggestion, Bai Yunbian did not pretend to be aggressive for the first time, and dealt with everyone kindly and friendly.

For a moment, the lobby of the inn was extremely lively, and Mr. Shi, who had led his cousin out and was about to raise his reputation, lost his attention.

Even his arrogant remarks, no one cared to be angry.

But Mr. Shi, as a son of a Shangshu, is not the kind of simple and brainless idiot who only knows to make trouble everywhere. He was so arrogant here before, because he knows that most of the people who come to live in this post are poor people, and no one can provoke him.

But Xia Jingyun was different. Although Mr. Shi didn't care much about the government and didn't know what this person did, he still knew the name of Concubine De's brother-in-law.

He weighed it, his father's Minister of Rites, and the weight of the imperial concubine in the harem, immediately became honest.

The rich and powerful sons who have been in Zhongjing for a long time know when to be arrogant and when to admit cowardice. Those who don't understand this are either like Jiang Yuhu who is not afraid of anyone in the world and who dares to scold the prince, or the grass on the grave is already high.

Xu Dapeng and the others saw that Xia Jingyun and Bai Yunbian didn't care about such a trivial matter, so they couldn't help feeling that they were making a big fuss, so they lost the mind to pursue it. A large group of people chatted and laughed, and walked towards the inner room.

The station lobby was also empty.

Seeing such a scene, the people in Guangling Prefecture, who were originally excited because of Mr. Shi's arrival, suddenly felt a lot less interested.

But Mr. Shi didn't say a word, so they naturally didn't dare to make trouble.

Just when everyone thought that a potential turmoil would disappear silently, an accident suddenly appeared.

Backyard, stables.

Chen Fugui and Mr. Bai's personal guards walked in with Xia Jingyun and Bai Yunbian respectively, while Lu Yi took the rest of the guards and postmen to settle the horses and store the luggage.

After all the work, everyone was quite tired, thinking that they could take a rest at night and have a couple of drinks, and they all walked towards the station with a bit of relief, talking and laughing.

A few well-dressed men came towards me, the leader of whom was playing with a string of bracelets, and was also walking towards the hut while talking and laughing with the people beside him.

Seeing this, everyone lined up politely and got out of the way, but the corridor of the post station was only a little wide, and the opposite side was walking aggressively. A guard accidentally touched the head of the opposite side. The man didn't seem to expect this, and the bead string in his hand was knocked to the ground.

"Don't you fucking have eyes?"

The man shouted angrily, and the guard quickly said, "Sorry, it's not."

Before he finished speaking, the man picked up the beads, stretched out his foot, and kicked the young man violently.

The young man was caught off guard, half a word of apology was still stuck in his mouth, he was kicked in the chest and flew out, flew over the railing of the corridor, and fell into the flower bed beside him, spitting out a mouthful of scarlet blood.

The head of the guard, who was frightened and angry, flew forward, helped his subordinates up, and looked at the man with fiery eyes, "It's just a trivial matter, why did he do such a murderous thing!"

This person was Yang San, the guard next to Mr. Shi. Hearing this, he shook his shoulder in distaste, "I knocked off Lao Tzu's bead string, and didn't take off his arm. It's a good thing for him. Don't be ignorant."

Although the accompanying people felt that Yang San was a little too domineering, but his son had always been like this, and he didn't think it was a big deal, so he yelled casually, "Let's go, stop making trouble."

Yang San snorted coldly, turned and left.

Swish!
A bright knife light cut down from Yang San's eyes, a thin man with a scar on his right cheek stood with a knife, blocking the way.

Yang San and his colleagues were taken aback. When they came back to their senses, they said coldly: "Do you fucking know who we are? Get the hell out of here! Be careful that I beat you too!"

Lu Yi stretched out his arms and held a knife like a stone sculpture, with an indifferent expression, "Apologize, and lose money."

Yang San's companions couldn't sit still anymore, and said: "We are the family of the Minister of Rites, I advise you not to cause trouble for your master!"

The postman, who was flustered by this series of events, came back to his senses and whispered: "They are indeed from Shi Shangshu's family, don't make trouble."

The guards of the Bai family on the side were also confused when they heard this, and the head of the guards all said: "Brother Lu, let's forget it."

Yang San and the others also looked at Lu Yi proudly, waiting for the man who looked like the guard of a certain scholar who was rushing for the exam to retreat silently.

But I didn't expect that Lu Yi still straightened his arms, his expression didn't change at all, and he looked at Yang San, "Don't you have long ears? Apologize and lose money."

He knew that the Minister of Rites was very powerful, and he also knew that these people should not be offended when he first entered the capital, but he also knew that the people he followed, his lord and friends, would not just sit idly by.

"Don't eat and drink a toast!"

Yang San suddenly jumped up, and punched Lu Yi.

"Be careful!" The head guard quickly reminded.

sneak attack?

Lv Yi groaned coldly in his heart, his expression remained unchanged, he stretched out his left arm, fisted with his palm, and touched Yang San with a move.

Yang Santeng stepped back a few steps, Lu Yi's feet took root and he remained motionless.

Can't beat it?
Everyone was startled, Yang San's expression changed, and his expression was gloomy, "Aren't you going to be kind, my friend?"

Lu Yi calmly said: "I said, apologizing, losing money, and leaving, why don't you plan to be kind?"

"You don't want to give Lord Shang Shu any face? You wait! I want to see how powerful your young master is!"

After speaking, Yang San turned around and ran towards the lobby.

His companions looked at each other, all of them frowned, Yang San himself was arrogant and domineering, and when he encountered a problem, he didn't want to wipe his ass clean, but involved the young master, isn't that a bit too much.

But things have come to this point, and they don't have much to say.

Lu Yi also looked at a guard of the Bai family, "Go and invite your young master and my young master here."

The guards of the Bai family were stunned, and Lu Yi rolled his eyes, "I'm already fighting for support, so I can't still fight here!"

Mr. Shi felt that he was very unlucky today.

Get a room, but there are still people who dare to talk too much.

He received his cousin by himself and wanted to make his cousin famous, but he ran into Xia Jingyun and was robbed of all the limelight.

Now, his guard is still being beaten here!

If the tiger doesn't show its power, do I really think I'm a sick cat?
He aggressively led Yang San into the backyard, glanced over, and fixed his gaze on the man holding a knife in one hand, "Where is the thief, how dare you commit murder with weapons in this Spring Breeze Station! Where is the postmaster, why don't you capture this man immediately!"

I have to say that he deserves to be in the middle of the capital, and the ability to pull tiger skins to make banners and hats is called a master. As soon as he opened his mouth, Lu Yi, who had always looked unchanged, froze, neither retracting the knife in his hand nor lifting it.

Fortunately, at this moment, a familiar clear voice sounded.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

(End of this chapter)