The Dumb Husband of the Pirate Queen

Chapter 190 Three Bullies
In addition, there are medical clinics, cart repairs, fortune-telling, face shaving and plastic surgery, all walks of life, and there are "colorful doors" on the front of the big shops, and banners are hung to attract business. , the stream is endless.

Zuoqiu Yimin took Shi Fangyan to the nearest restaurant at the foot of the back mountain to have dinner. This is a high-end restaurant. In addition to the spacious hall, there are also independent private rooms.

If it was too bad, he wouldn't want his Yanyan to suffer so much.

[However, are you sure you didn't make her suffer?Just like the meals just now...]

"Shopkeeper, come to a box." As a man, Zuoqiu Yimin was the one who spoke, of course.

"Ah? Guest officer, I'm sorry, our private rooms and private rooms are already full, or, two guest officers, I'm sorry, in this hall..."

The shopkeeper looked at the person who was dressed gorgeously, and he knew it was a noble person at a glance, so he asked in a flattering manner.

Zuoqiu Yimin looked at Shi Fangyan, and was about to refuse, but Shi Fangyan nodded, "Yes."

She is starving to death now, not to mention sitting in the lobby, even if she is asked to stand up to eat, she is willing.

Just as Shi Fangyan and Zuoqiu Yimin came down, they listened quietly, and couldn't help listening to the sound of the piano that filled the entire restaurant.

I think the owner of this restaurant is also a shrewd person. Behind the bead curtain in the hall, he specially invited a violinist to sit in front of him. As soon as he entered the restaurant, he could hear the melodious and melodious sound of the violinist, like the jingle of spring water. , lingering endlessly.

Or maybe the person who played the qin was very good at playing the qin, and gradually, he couldn't help but close his eyes lightly, and blended into the melody of the qin sound as if enjoying himself.

Just after a while, this wonderful enjoyment was interrupted.

The three well-dressed rich men sat down on the table next to Shi Fangyan while chatting and laughing loudly as if there was no one else around, and then vulgarly ordered big fish, big meat and wine.

Immediately, the elegant atmosphere of the entire restaurant was destroyed by them.

Zuoqiu Yimin frowned involuntarily.

And the lobby of the restaurant is a public place, so no one had the nerve to step forward to stop them.

But after the meal, the three of them became even more noisy, drinking and punching, and talking vulgar dirty words, and finally brought the topic to the luthier who was playing the piano in this restaurant.

At this time, the owner of the restaurant had no choice but to appear, and Mimi stepped forward with a smile on his face.

But without waiting for him to persuade him, one of the fattest rich young men put his arms around his shoulders, smiling obscenely, "I heard that the Qin Ji who plays the piano here is quite pretty, go and get the bead curtain Lift it up and ask the master to take a look."

The other two wine and meat lords immediately cheered and booed.

The owner of the restaurant suddenly showed embarrassment, and said hesitantly: "I'm afraid this is not appropriate. When the luthier first came, she had already agreed that she would only play the piano when she didn't see customers."

"Hmph!" The three of them suddenly had a fierce look in their eyes, and they pushed the boss to the ground, cursing: "Grandma, the three of us came to eat with you to save face, a little Qin Ji, don't talk about it!" At a glance, even if she is asked to accompany her to drink and sleep, it means that the three of us think highly of her."

As they said that, the three of them walked towards the bead curtain that covered the violinist.None of the diners here raised their voices to stop her, and some people were even looking forward to it in their hearts, because it was rumored that this Qin Ji was really beautiful.

But when the bead curtain was raised, everyone was dumbfounded, especially the three bullies who caused the trouble.

Because, when the beaded curtain was raised, the one that caught everyone's eyes was not some peerless beauty, but a... little boy.

The little boy looks like six or seven years old, his skin is as tender as water, his face is as beautiful as jade, he wears a warm-colored princely jade crown, a white brocade gown, and a warm-colored embroidered wide belt around his waist. Little prince Liuli.

Even though there was a lot of noise outside, even though the three tyrants were already standing in front of him fiercely, he still looked as usual, as if he didn't realize it. His slender and beautiful fingers were like dancing elves, stroking the strings of the piano like flowing water.

If it hadn't been for seeing the ten fingers on the guqin skillfully plucking the strings with their own eyes, and if it hadn't been for the sound of the qin that had never stopped from the beginning to the end, no one would have believed that the sound of the qin they heard just now came from this six or seven-year-old boy in front of him. Little boy's hand.

After the shock, everyone was bragging and admiring for a while, but they didn't know who, fearing that the world would not be chaotic, laughed and talked about what the three bullies said before:

"He also said that he wanted someone to accompany him to drink and sleep, how could he know that the beautiful woman has become a little devil..."

"Haha, I am so ridiculous..."

"Oh, maybe he has a special hobby, just like this little boy..."

"That's right, look at that little boy is as white as jade, tender and lovely, tsk tsk tsk..."

"..."

One person started the conversation, and immediately a sarcastic person answered in a strange voice. The voice was not high, but it was not low. The three rich young men who caused the trouble could hear it clearly, and their faces turned blue and white.

They wanted to get angry with the gossips, but there were more and more people talking and making fun of them. For a while, they didn't know who to turn to first, and finally they simply turned their anger on the little boy in front of them.

The young man who was as fat as a pig knocked off the qin on the desk with his palm, then grabbed the clothes on the little boy's chest, dragged him, and threw the little boy in front of the table where they were eating and drinking.

The little boy gritted his teeth, trying not to cry out in pain.

But before he got up, the other two young men had already squatted down, one grabbed his hands and pressed down his legs, the other grabbed his hair and pulled back violently, forcing him to look up.

The two hit hard, regardless of the fact that it was only a six or seven-year-old child in their hands.

The remaining young man who was as fat as a pig picked up the small-mouth flagon on the table with one hand, and said with a sly smile: "Grandma, you brat who hasn't been weaned, don't drink your old mother's milk under the quilt. I'm so fucking tired of this bad old man's interest in coming here."

As he said that, he tilted his hand holding the wine jug, and poured it down on the little boy's face. Suddenly, the spicy wine mercilessly entered the little boy's eyes, nose, and mouth.

"Hmm...cough cough..." The little boy's face was twisted into a ball in pain, but his small body was restrained by the man, no matter how he struggled and resisted, the exchange would only be more painful.

All the people present still have nothing to do with themselves, hanging high.

Occasionally, one or two passionate youths stood up and wanted to stop them, but they were quickly pulled back by the people around them, and then tried to persuade them a few times. The general meaning was that these three young masters had a little background and were not easy to mess with. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

(End of this chapter)