415. Chapter 414 The spring breeze is warm and warm 24
The silly guard chuckled, "You can call me whatever you want! Actually, my Mongolian name is Gehati, and my Chinese name is Gehati, so just call me Gehati!"
Is there any difference between this Chinese name and a Mongolian name? It seems not! Arnold smiled and said, "Then I will call you Gehati."
The two of them entered the teahouse. The teahouse owner was watching the excitement at the door, but when he saw some guests, he went to get some tea and bring it to them.
"Boss, help us get pens, ink, paper and inkstones for us to use."
"Okay." The boss quickly went to get the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, "You can use it as you like."
"Who is so brave and dares to commit murder on the street? Is there any law for this?" A high-pitched voice came from outside the teahouse, and the expression on the face of the teahouse owner became excited, "It's really lively now, Mr. Lian Jingzhaoyin
They all came in person." After saying that, he ran out of the door. When he reached the door, he didn't forget to look back, "I will stand at the door for a while. If you need anything, just call me."
Arnold raised his pen and started drawing quietly. She didn't have anything to worry about. Not to mention that Gan Mala had cut off a gangster's hand in Yanjing City. Even if he killed someone, it wouldn't be a big deal.
On the street, Jing Zhaoyin had already walked into the crowd, and he was very aggressive and angry. The public security in the capital has always been good, and murders on the street have never happened. But this time, the one who was chopped was a Mongolian. He was originally a Mongolian.
Due to his bloodline, he naturally felt that this murderer was unforgivable.
Ganmala looked indifferent and just stood there with a clear look.
After Jing Zhaoyin came in, he first glanced at the injured gangster on the ground and saw that they were indeed Mongolians. Although they were just a few low-level Mongolian civilians in the west of the city, they were also of Mongolian descent.
Jing Zhaoyin snorted coldly and turned to look at the murderer who was still standing here. His eyes narrowed slightly and his body trembled. Although he had never seen the person in front of him, his demeanor was like that of a person.
He goes to court every day, and when he sees Zhenjin, he is always attracted by his demeanor. That kind of gentle temperament is extremely rare among the Mongolian race. Even Master Boyan does not have that kind of grace. The young man in front of him is very young.
He is young, and his appearance is not very similar to that of Zhenjin, but his elegant and elegant body is exactly the same as that of Prince Zhenjin.
Looking at the clothes the young man is wearing, they are not a very eye-catching color, but you can see hidden embroidery in the milky white robe, and the patterns are extremely delicate and looming. There are not many people in the whole city who can wear such clothes, just like the prince.
Real gold has always been hidden in black robes with hidden embroidery, and Yunnan Wang Hu Gechi is dressed in flamboyant red. The other princes also have their own styles, and he has seen them all. People with such magnanimity, he
Who could it be that I haven’t seen before?
Jing Zhaoyin didn't dare to move for a moment, but he heard some noises in his ears. He turned his head and looked away from the crowd to look at the noise. There, a group of servants and craftsmen were sorting out the ruins. These ruins were not somewhere else, but the smash hits of that year.
The former site of Qiongfang Pavilion. Not to mention anything else, the fact that no one has dared to use it for several years is the biggest taboo. The person who burned Qiongfang Pavilion back then was the Mongolian prince and the Anxi prince Mang Ge Ci. Now, it turns out that
Someone dares to challenge the authority of Mang Ge Ci. Who is this young man?
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