So early in the morning, Zhu Pingan was completely disturbed by this scene.
It's ridiculous, disgusting, and totally disrespectful.
Even though the sedan chair has left, Zhu Pingan's disgust has not subsided at all. Every time he thinks of the scene just now, he gets chills. Sister, who is this old guy? Why do you have such a bad taste, arrogance and indulgence? Don't you?
You should have more taste. This disgusting way is really a disgrace to the trenches and a complete shit act to promote hatred.
This kind of behavior is comparable to that of Shi Chong in the Western Jin Dynasty who persuaded a beauty to drink wine. It is said that every time Shi Chong invited a guest to drink, he often asked the beauty to pour wine to persuade the guest. If the guest did not drink, he would ask the guards to kill the beauty. Of course, he did not die well in the end.
, the three tribes of the Yi clan. When this old guy spits, he has to ask the maid to spit in his mouth. If he abuses people like this, the ending is probably not much better than Shi Chong.
If you don’t believe it, look up and see who God has spared.
"You will not live if you do something wrong." Zhu Ping'an looked at the leaving sedan, shook his head slightly, and sighed softly.
As soon as Zhu Pingan finished saying this, the old man next to him who kindly pulled Zhu Pingan to the side of the road turned pale with fright. He quickly put his hand on his mouth and made a strong gesture to silence.
"Shh, you're going to die, young man." The old man pulled Zhu Pingan's sleeve forcefully, and said to Zhu Pingan nervously and seriously, "That's Elder Yan Ge. If the factory guard hears the report, he will report it to Zhu Pingan."
Mr. Yan Ge, even if you have ten lives, you won't be able to kill him."
Mr. Yan Ge?
That is Yan Song, the chief minister of the cabinet who has all the power in the government and the opposition. One person is less than ten thousand people.
Zhu Ping'an heard the words and looked in the direction where the sedan was leaving. No wonder, it turns out that this old guy is Yan Song. Yes, now that I think about it, this is the famous "Fragrant Spittoon" in history. It is said that this original creation was made by his one-eyed son Yan Shifan.
Invented by Yan Donglou, it has a profound family background.
But it hurts to think that this old guy will continue to be the master of all things for more than ten years.
"Hey, young man, don't you think too hard?"
When the old man saw Zhu Pingan raising his head and looking at the back of Yan Song's eight-person sedan, he thought Zhu Pingan had some bad thoughts, so he couldn't help but pulled Zhu Pingan's sleeve and whispered:
"A few days ago, someone wanted to assassinate him, and now he's still hanging outside the city gate. Don't let it get to you. Heed my advice, you're still young. It's better to die than to live. Don't let it get to you."
"Oh, it turns out to be Yan Shoufu, no wonder he is so elegant."
Zhu Ping'an turned to look at the old man, curled his lips, and said something meaningful, his voice not quiet.
"You are in a declining world"
After hearing Zhu Pingan's words, the old man looked at Zhu Pingan in disbelief. He looked as if he was blind and indignant at seeing a strict party member as a clean slate. Then he sighed forcefully and walked north with his hands behind his back.
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Zhu Ping'an looked at the old man's leaving back, but out of the corner of his eye he looked at the figure next to him who originally approached him and then turned away, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.
When Yan Song travels, he will only be a public guard. There must also be plainclothes secret guards. The person who approached him just now must have been prompted by the look of the guard next to Yan Song's sedan, so he approached him and took a look.
Did he have any objections to Yan Song? Only when he heard that Yan Song was magnanimous did he eliminate his doubts about himself and leave.
Fortunately, this man didn't hear his words about "it's his own fault." If he hadn't thought of making amends with words in time, he would probably have been invited to eat plywood at this moment.
Zhu Ping'an was carrying his schoolbag across his body. He carried the black wooden board and continued to move forward. After passing another street, he turned and continued walking along another street.
This street is mostly commercial in nature, with taverns, tea shops and shops constantly coming and going. The sky is slightly bright and people are already coming and going on the street.
Looking at the black board he was holding, Zhu Pingan smiled to himself. It seemed that he would probably practice calligraphy in his room from now on.
There are many breakfast stalls in restaurants on this street, and they all taste very good. You can smell the aroma of various delicacies while walking on the street. However, because of the scene with the spittoon in the morning, Zhu Pingan has no appetite at all and can watch everything.
Thinking of that scene, I lost my appetite at all.
When Zhu Pingan was about to return to the inn, he heard a comment about state affairs, which made Zhu Pingan stop in his tracks and walked into a breakfast restaurant.
After entering the restaurant, Zhu Pingan ordered a bowl of porridge and a side dish, then sat at the table and paid attention to the conversation of the people at the table next to him.
There were only two people at the table next to me.
However, the clothes of these two people are not ordinary. One of them is wearing a flying fish suit and holding a folding fan in his hand, but it is not inconsistent at all. This man looks elegant, in his forties, and looks like he has read a lot of poetry.
, but for some reason, he is wearing a flying fish suit that symbolizes Jin Yiwei's identity.
This Feiyu suit is not something that ordinary Jin Yiwei can wear. It must be of a certain rank. It seems that this person also has a certain status among Jin Yiwei.
The man next to this man is wearing a uniform of blue and black fabrics. The fabric is very good. He has a rusty spring knife on his waist. He looks like he is also a royal guard.
On the table for the two of them was a large plate of hand-shredded roast chicken, a basket of steamed buns, two delicious side dishes, and a jar of wine. Each of them held a bowl of wine that spilled on the table. While drinking, they talked about what happened recently.
Especially the middle-aged man in Feiyu suit, who became even more impassioned after drinking.
"Yesterday, Long live the Lord issued an order to kill Qiu Luan according to the law, which is really very satisfying. This man with nothing but food and wine is also worthy of being called the person who deserves to be killed in the Gengxu Rebellion of Xianning Marquis. The Gengxu Rebellion was all caused by this person.
If he hadn't bribed me heavily and asked not to attack Datong, but to move the attack elsewhere, how could the capital have suffered the Gengxu Revolution."
Jin Yiwei in blue and black fabrics poured a bowl of wine for Jin Yiwei in Feiyu clothing, drank it all in one gulp, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, and then continued with some pity, "It's a pity that this drunkard fell ill and died before Long live the Lord's decree.
, otherwise brother, I would have more of this tone in my heart."
"The person who deserves to be killed most in the Gengxu Rebellion, I don't think he is even on the list."
When the middle-aged man wearing Feiyu suit across from him heard this, he suddenly smiled and put the wine bowl in his hand on the table, his words a little excited.
"Who could that be?" The person opposite was a little confused.
"Who else could it be, except our respected Mr. Yan Ge? Ding Rukui, the Minister of War, asked him how to fight and defend. The man actually said that if you fight in the fortress, you can cover up your defeat; in the suburbs of Beijing, you can't cover up your defeat. I'm just a predator and thief, I'll go away when I'm full. I'm extremely timid, not as good as a rat, so all the generals stand firm and don't fight, and don't fire a single arrow. Only then do I have soldiers who can freely burn and plunder outside the city. After harassing him for eight days and plundering him, he swaggered away and killed the man named Ding who was trying to prevaricate his responsibility and play tricks on the world. This is a great disgrace to the country and a great thief."
The middle-aged man in the Feiyu suit was banging the tables and chairs hard while talking, and he was extremely excited.
"Shen is careful when speaking," another person hurriedly advised.
"Why should I be careful? The big deal is that the great thief of this country is openly standing in a high hall with his head on the ground. This is a shame for us. I don't hold this thief and I am ashamed of my service. If he holds me, I don't want it. I just want to confront him face to face."
The middle-aged man in Feiyu uniform pointed at his head, smiling a little drunkenly, then pointed at his clothes, Ji Ju smiled proudly, and was very excited. To be continued