At the same time, in a private room on the top floor of a large restaurant in the same block as Youjian Inn, Zhao Gaogao, dressed in a dark red official robe, sat by the window, holding a glass of Western grape wine in his hand, looking at Youjian in the distance with a smile on his face.
Inn.
Beside him, the Six Sword Slaves stood in different postures, quietly protecting their leader.
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On the street, Zhang Liang walked among the crowd with elegant steps.
Beside him were two young men with bitter and hateful expressions.
With Zhang Liang's appearance, he is actually more eye-catching when walking on the street, but after all, he has lived in Songhai for many years, and the people have become accustomed to this handsome Confucian third-in-command, and there are not many big girls and young wives to rush to him.
He made secret glances.
"Why, I brought you to the street to relax, why don't you two look very happy?" Zhang Liang glanced at the two of them and teased with a deliberate smile.
Shao Yu had a calm face, but still didn't want to say anything.
After Tianming glanced at Shaoyu, he hugged his chest and said, "Huh! I'm very happy. That guy is the only one with a stinky face, and I don't know who to show it to!"
Shaoyu rolled his eyes, but still didn't say anything.
At this time, a burst of aroma wafted in the wind, and it turned out that several people had walked near the stall selling snacks.
Smelling the aroma of roasted chicken floating in the air, Tianming suddenly stopped caring about competing with Shao Yu and tugged on Zhang Liang's sleeve:
"Third Master, let's go and eat roast chicken."
Then Didiaoluo rolled his eyes and added, "Just the two of us, not him!"
After saying that, Tianming took the lead and rushed to the roast chicken stall.
Zhang Liang glanced at Shao Yu with a smile and followed him.
Shaoyu didn't care about Tianming's words, and didn't want to eat chicken, so he just stayed at the end without any concern.
"Bah...ba..." Tianming walked to the stall, closed his eyes and smelled the fragrance, and smacked his lips twice, showing an elated look. He raised his hand to wipe the non-existent saliva, and couldn't help but sigh.
, "It smells so good!"
In fact, if most people have eaten the dishes carefully prepared by the chef, they will not like the food from this kind of roadside stall. They won't say that they can't eat it, but it is difficult to like it more.
But Tianming is different. He is a pure person, a person who has escaped from high-level interests, especially when it comes to eating.
Even after eating the food cooked by Chef Ding, he is still full of enthusiasm for street food and will never discriminate against any food.
Of course, Tianming is just not that picky about taste, which doesn’t mean he can eat all kinds of pig food.
When Tianming was going crazy over the roast chicken, Zhang Liang looked at Shao Yu next to him again:
"Ziyu, do you want one too?"
Shao Yu crossed his arms and turned to the side, and replied in a serious tone, "This kid knows how to cook chicken all day long. I'm not as good-for-nothing as him!"
Tianming, who was intoxicated, suddenly became angry when he heard Shaoyu's words. He didn't care about the chicken anymore, turned around and squeezed in front of Shaoyu and retorted:
"I have no future, and you are no better than me!"
Shao Yu glanced at him and said, "Really? I don't have to cook chicken or chicken all day long."
"Huh!" Tianming held out a finger, "First of all, roast chicken and roast chicken are two completely different things."
"You confuse them, I think you don't understand at all!"
"If you don't even understand such a simple thing, you are obviously a lonely... lonely... uh, lonely person!"
Shao Yu was stunned, what kind of nonsense was this? "Why am I alone and alone when I'm so good?"
"Uh..." Zhang Liang interrupted politely, "I think what Ziming said is - ignorant."
"Ah, yes, yes!" Tianming clapped his hands and nodded crazily, "That's what I want to say, hehe... Third Master understands me!"
"Ha!" Shao Yu was immediately amused and laughed angrily, "You are so ignorant and ignorant, and you have the nerve to say I don't understand!?"
"Hey! I'm happy to do it, you care about me!" Tianming choked back, and then continued what he said before, "Secondly, even if I only know how to roast chicken, don't you roast pigs all day long? You are better than me.
Where did it go?"
"Roast pig?" Shao Yu was stunned again. What kind of inexplicable slander was this? "Since when have I had to eat roast pig every day?"
"Really?" Tian Ming showed a sinister smile and said in a sinister manner, "Then why do I hear people calling you "Young Master, pig roaster" every day in front of you?"
"According to your theory, roast chicken = roast chicken, then roast pig (young master) naturally = roast pig. There is nothing wrong with what I said!"
"Ha!" Shao Yu made him laugh angrily again, and retorted, "The famous white horse is not a horse, but you have learned the essence!"
"Why don't you go and worship that Aunt Gongsun as your teacher?"
Perhaps God couldn't see the two of them arranging other people's affairs behind their backs. As soon as the two of them mentioned Gongsun Linglong, a fat figure dressed in colorful clothes appeared in the crowd.
In the world of the Qin Dynasty where everyone had handsome men and beautiful women, there were not many people with this tonnage, and there was only one woman.
That is the famous talker today, Mr. Gongsun Linglong.
Perhaps because she sensed that others were speaking ill of her, Gongsun Linglong, who was focusing on the roadside stall, unconsciously glanced in the direction of Zhang Liang and the others, and immediately her eyes widened.
As we all know, Zhang Liang, the third leader of Confucianism, is known as Gongsun Linglong Trap.
Seeing Zhang Liang's Gongsun Linglong, who was more than ten feet away, and at least twenty or thirty people, he shouted without hesitation:
"Mr. Zhang San!"
"Hey, isn't this Mr. Zhang San!"
"Good morning!"
While shouting, she also waved.
As soon as Tianming saw this man, goosebumps appeared on his skin. He didn't bother to compete with Shao Yu and hurriedly went to Zhang Liang, "No, Third Master, she saw us!"
Zhang Liang looked calm and composed, turning his back to Gongsun Linglong as if nothing had happened, and then hurriedly walked forward, not forgetting the two children:
"Quick! Let's go, let's go!"
Shaoyu and Tianming looked at each other, and then glanced back at Gongsun Linglong, who was pushing through the crowd and trying to rush here, raising his hands and shouting. They trembled involuntarily, and then hurriedly followed Zhang Liang.
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Originally, the flow of people in Songhai would not prevent Gongsun Linglong from catching up with Zhang Liang. After all, for the sake of dignity, he was just walking faster, not running away directly.
But something unexpected happened at this time. The flow of people around Gongsun Linglong suddenly became stagnant, and the bustle became a mess.
Seeing the male god walking further and further away, Aunt Gongsun yelled angrily, "You bastards, why are you squeezing one by one? You can't walk on such a wide road..."
Her words stopped abruptly because she finally saw the reason for the crowd's commotion.
A burly muscular man over one foot tall, with muscles all over his body, but two arms wrapped in gauze like beams.
What attracted even more attention was the beauty in red walking beside him.
The combination of beauty and the beast is always eye-catching.
