After determining his future goals, Yan Bing sat at the table, sorted out his hair and clothes in front of the bronze mirror, and hurried out.
When I came downstairs, the first person to greet was the guy named Zhao Er.
"Miss, I haven't seen you go downstairs for a few days. Where are you going today?"
He reached out and didn't hit the smiling person. Although Yan Bing was still very bored at this moment, he forced a smile and said, "Go out to visit a friend."
"profound."
Although Zhao Er responded, he did not move a step, and still blocked Yan Bing's path, just looking at her with a smile.
What does this mean?
Yan Bing looked puzzled.
Seeing that the other party didn't understand, Zhao Er continued, "Miss, you have a noble status, but our family is just a small business, and the shopkeeper even paid us wages at the room fee... So, you see, it's been five days since you got in... This room..., should you pay a part of it first and then leave?"
Yan Bing laughed angry when he heard this, stared at Zhao Er coldly, and glanced at the shopkeeper again.
The shopkeeper seemed to feel the "ice ray" from the little girl, and hurriedly lowered his head and started to make a calculation, just shouting a few slogans like "Oh, I'm so busy".
Yan Bing reached out and took out his purse, pushed Zhao Er away, and walked towards the counter.
Zhao Er was also very "cooperating" and was pushed away by Yan Bing.
The second I flew out, there was still a smile on my face. It was not until I bumped into the pillar three meters away and bounced back to the ground that I realized what had happened.
The other guys were stunned...
Oh my god!
Is this little girl good at martial arts?
Such a lot of effort!?
Seeing this attitude, several guys immediately bowed their heads to do their own work.
Wipe the table and collect the dishes and chopsticks.
Each of them looked like they could not tell that the shopkeeper was in danger of life, and they devoted themselves to crazy work.
The shopkeeper was also frightened and thought the other party was going to do something to him.
Hurry up and start reporting to the hall!
"I'll tell you! I'm also considered a top inn in the capital. I know most of the dignitaries in the capital! What do you want to do! You...!"
Yan Bing smiled and took out a 100 taels of silver bill from his purse, patted it in front of the shopkeeper, and asked, "How long can I stay?"
"Enough..., enough to live for three months... and there is still plenty of surplus..." the shopkeeper replied tremblingly.
"Then let it go, give up more and make up for it." Yan Bing said, turned around and left.
"You go slowly!"
The shopkeeper's guilty politeness came from behind.
In fact, Yan Bing didn't want to move hard just now.
She just couldn't control her strength.
In addition, Yan Bing was in a bad mood, so Zhao Er was considered to be hit by the gun.
After leaving the inn, Yan Bing went straight to the tailor shop where Caiyi was.
After a few greetings, Yan Bing took out three silver hairpins he bought at the market a few days ago and gave them to Caiyi.
Caiyi refused and barely accepted it.
The two of them came and briefly described the appearance and function of the "pillow" they wanted to have, Caiyi agreed: Can it be done.
Yan Bing, who was originally worried that China in this world had not yet promoted the planting of cotton, was relieved.
So he wrapped Caiyi around and combed his hair and started chatting with Caiyi.
"Sister Caiyi, have you heard of Feixiamen?"
Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Yan Bing asked with a sudden idea.
"Feixia Sect? Of course I know. When I was a child, I heard from my uncle that more than ten years ago, it was the Sword Saint, one of the four great masters of Liang Kingdom, and the sect where I was in charge. At that time, I heard it was so glorious." Caiyi answered while helping Yan Bing comb his hair.
"A dozen years ago? At that time? Isn't it amazing now?" Yan Bing asked in confusion.
"Well, later I heard from my uncle that they competed with the Roman Cult in the Western Regions. Later, they lost. Because of the bet, they sealed the mountain gate and disbanded the sect. I don't know what happened later." Caiyi asked while crossing the post, "Why are you asking about this? Do you want to practice martial arts?"
"Well, I originally had this plan, but now...," Yan Bing said halfway, and could only sigh. "What happened back then? How could such a powerful mountain gate be dissolved? "
The last hairpin was inserted and replied, "Then you asked the wrong person. How could I understand these things? You should ask the people in the martial arts school... Okay! Let's see, how?"
"Sister is so skillful!" Yan Bing looked in the mirror and then, as if it was even more perfect than the last time.
"It's not me who said you, every girl's family should learn to be aware of herself. I can't be by your side all the time." Caiyi smiled and pulled Yan Bing up.
After the two of them exchanged a few greetings, Caiyi sent Yan Bing out of the tailor's shop and returned to the upstairs to spin.
Yan Bing walked aimlessly on the street, sorting out his thoughts just now.
Yes, let’s find a few martial arts schools to ask.
After inquiring about the passers-by, I found a martial arts hall and rushed in.
"I am a boxing practitioner here! I will ask the sword-playing practitioners about sword-playing! I don't learn boxing, so what is my effort to delay my life? Go and go!"
In a word, Yan Bing, who was driven out, was not discouraged and asked passersby where there was a martial arts school to teach swordsmanship.
After finally finding a family, the other party opened his mouth and said the first thing he said was: "Are you here to play a kid??"
"Why do you say that? I really want to know what happened..., there is no other meaning?" Yan Bing looked puzzled.
"Who doesn't know that Feixia Sect is the ancestor of our swordsmen! If there is such a scandal, you will ask us specifically for inquiries? I think you are not asking! You are looking for a fight! Genggu! If you didn't see it as a little girl, I'd like to teach you a lesson today!"
In this way, Yan Bing was bombarded again.
Yan Bing looked aggrieved. I just wanted to satisfy my desire for knowledge... Isn't this possible?
After a day of hard work, I didn't find anything, but it was almost dark and I had to go home.
The listless Yan Bing just entered the hall of Mingde Building, and the limping Zhao Er came over.
"Miss, Miss, I was a little girl who didn't know anything about Taishan before, and offended the lady. The shopkeeper scolded Xiao Zi for a long time. Xiao Zi was waiting here. Waiting for you to come back, I will quickly apologize to you."
Yan Bing looked up at Zhao Er's limping and embarrassed look, and felt a little disgusted, and said, "It is natural to pay for money to stay in a hotel. It's not right for me to compensate you," while saying, Yan Bing opened his purse and took out a ingot of broken silver, handed it over and continued, "I'll be in a bad mood and didn't control the strength well. You can take this money to see the doctor."
Zhao Er was originally forced by the shopkeeper and apologized with a tough bullet.
In theory, how could the person who was beaten apologizes to the beating? But the shopkeeper was afraid of offending the distinguished guest and lost his way of wealth, so he had to force him to apologize. Who made him count on the shopkeeper to pay the wages? He could only do so.
Unexpectedly, he became a blessing in disguise and hurriedly took over the broken silver and thanked him all kinds of thanks.
Yan Bing felt even more embarrassed, so he said a few polite words and then went upstairs.
As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, Yan Bing turned around and asked Zhao Er.
"Have you heard of Feixia Gate?"
Zhao Er was also stunned by the question and replied: "Who doesn't know! That's one of the four major sects of Liang Kingdom!"
Yan Bing asked again with a try-and-see attitude: "Then do you know why Feixia Gate fell?"
"I know!" Zhao Er was in a state of mind at that time!
"You know the meticulous ins and outs!" Yan Bing continued to ask in disbelief.
"That must be the whole story, and the small ones are clear!" Zhao Er replied.
"I asked the people in the martial arts hall, but the people in the martial arts hall refused to say it. How could you know?" Yan Bing looked suspicious.
Zhao Er slapped his chest and raised his thumb and said, "You asked this..., where is this place? Inn! From the south and from the north! Hundreds of people pass by us every day, not to mention it for more than a year, and tens of thousands of people have eaten and drunk here. We all know what is going on inside and outside the city!"
Reasonable!
It's reasonable!!
Why didn't I expect it?
Yan Bing smiled bitterly, and after a day of struggle, he had been riding a donkey to find a donkey.