"This person is Yao Ping, he seems to be a regular customer."
The tavern's facade was small. Because of the rain, soybean oil lamps were lit, and there were only a few customers. When the waiter saw Yao Ping, he greeted him as if he had picked up a gold ingot, and said: "Oh, Master Yao, you don't have time for some days."
You came to my small shop, and the boss muttered, "I didn't neglect you, why don't you come again?"
"Two bottles of wine, and some dishes according to my taste." Yao Ping nodded with a blank face, and sat at a table in the corner. The waiter bent down and agreed, and in a blink of an eye, he brought a plate of spiced peanuts, and waited a moment before serving again.
Several dishes were served.
Outside the wine shop, a wild man holding an umbrella and wearing deliberately shabby clothes introduced Su Ziji.
Looking at the sullen young man drinking in the wine shop, Su Ziji turned around his umbrella and said with a smile: "Same as before, wait until you are done drinking before you go."
Wen Xin Diao Long has been used more than once. Now Su Ziji is much more proficient in using Wen Xin Diao Long, and it is especially useful for drunk people.
Yao Ping wants to drink anyway, why not wait?
Seeing that Yao Ping had finished several glasses of wine and his face was filled with blood, the wild Taoist stood up and entered the wine shop. Yao Ping was very vigilant. His hand holding the wine glass paused slightly and his eyes fell on the wild Taoist.
There were obviously empty tables with only one or two people sitting around, but the wild Taoist just skipped them and came towards Yao Ping's table.
"Brother, can we share a table?" The wild Taoist asked Yao Ping.
"Oh, sir, please come here!" The clerk hurriedly stepped forward.
Yao Ping is a regular customer of this store, he is generous with his money, he is from the prefect's family, and he enjoys drinking alone, so the store assumes that he occupies a table. If someone wants to share a table, they are probably persuaded to leave.
Only this time, Yao Ping felt that although this person looked unremarkable, he was pleasing to the eye at first glance, and he looked a little familiar. He waved his hand: "What's the matter? Just sit down!"
The wild Taoist sat down and took a look: "Oh, it turns out to be Brother Yao. He has been famous for a long time. Why don't you have a drink with me? I'll treat you as a friend!"
With that said, without waiting for Yao Ping's reaction, he shouted to the waiter not far away: "Brother, bring me another pot of old wine!"
He glanced at the side dishes on the table and said, "A few more good dishes!"
This familiarity made Yao Ping a little suspicious. He frowned and looked at the wild Taoist: "No reward for no merit. I have never met this person. With such enthusiasm, is there something you want from yourself?"
But when his eyes fell on this man's face, he felt that he looked familiar. Yao Pingsheng was not wary at all. He just felt that this man looked kind and his words were pleasant.
"I am Lu Fengyun from the Black Turban Society. I was fortunate enough to meet Brother Yao once the year before last. Brother Hao was also present at that time." Ye Taoist explained.
When Yao Ping said this, he immediately remembered that there was this person, a white fan from a small gang in the county.
"Hey, I'm overthinking it, or maybe it's just a chance encounter. You hit it off with me and want to make friends with me. If you usually go out drinking, you'll encounter people like this. Why should you be suspicious?" The original vigilant look changed. The face slowly faded away, leaving only the emotion of meeting a close friend.
Yao Ping waved his hand: "How is this possible? You are a guest, and I am from around here. I come here often. It is my responsibility to treat you to this drink!"
"Boss Zhang, are you okay?" This is actually a casual greeting.
The wild Taoist did not compete with Yao Ping for this treat. After hearing this, he drank the wine with a gulp and sighed: "Boss Zhang, you have already gone."
"What?" Yao Ping still has a good impression of Zhang Datuo, he is a "big brother"!
"It was Shen Cheng from Tongshan Temple who did it. Alas, as soon as the boss died, the Black Scarf Society disbanded. The territory was divided between the Raf Gang and the Zengcai Society. Many old brothers died and fled."
"Even if you want to stay and wash your hands for retirement, you still have to pay thirty taels of hand washing fees."
"No, I can't stay in Linhua County anymore, so I have to come out to make a living. This time I met Brother Yao and I had the audacity to disturb him."
"The Raft Gang and Zengcaishe are so outrageous, they actually charge for washing hands?" This was so disrespectful of the rules of the world, Yao Ping couldn't help but frown.
"When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Originally, Boss Zhang received a large share of the profit, and many brothers still complained. But without Boss Zhang, our brothers can't even survive."
The wild Taoist cooed and took another sip of the boring wine. His whole face was filled with a frown, and combined with the old clothes, it really made people shed crocodile tears.
"Do you still remember Lao Zhuang? The last time we came together to meet you, he had his legs broken by the raft gang and became a kidnapper. His mother-in-law took the money and left, and now he is begging for food."
The words were spoken in a plain tone, but they clearly described the sadness and embarrassment of the hozen that had lost its "tree". Yao Ping's heart suddenly trembled, and he became panicked and couldn't control himself.
In fact, most of what the wild Taoist said was the truth. Seeing Yao Ping's expression, he knew he had a chance and said, "You should be much better off as an errand in the prefecture."
Yao Ping managed to squeeze out a smile when he heard the wild Taoist sigh: "You should have a lot of savings over the years. Even if the prefect collapses, it won't affect you. Just find another place."
"It's a pity that I'm penniless, so my life is a bit miserable."
Yao Ping was embarrassed and slammed his wine glass on the table: "You are talking nonsense, how could the magistrate pour the wine? Just by a businessman?"
As Huang Liangping's loyal dog, Yao Ping naturally felt that Huang Liangping was a superior person and a noble person. Jia Yuan, a businessman, dared to sue his own master. In his opinion, it was a humiliation to Huang Liangping, and he did not know whether to live or die.
The wild Taoist sighed: "Of course it won't happen in normal times, but if someone stands up, it's different. This is called pawns crossing the river, running rampant."
"It's such a pity, Mr. Huang. Originally, the prefect did a good job, but an imperial envoy to regulate the river passed by and took over the prefect's Yamen."
"That Jia Yuan is the cousin of the prefect. He also harmed Mr. Huang for his future. He is willing to be a pawn across the river and goes on a rampage... Hey, the struggle between court officials is really terrible."
What does this mean?
Yao Ping frowned and was about to speak, when the waiter brought another bottle of wine over.
The wild Taoist poured a drink for Yao Ping and pushed it in front of Yao Ping. "Brother Yao, please."
Yao Ping had no choice but to hold up his wine glass and drink it all in one gulp.
After putting it down, a hot feeling rushed down from my throat, making the fire that was originally holding in my chest even stronger.
"Brother Lu, what do you mean by what you just said?" Yao Ping's education level is not high. Although he knew that Huang Liangping was accused by Jia Yuan, he didn't understand the strangeness. He seemed to understand but was confused.
The wild Taoist poured another drink for Yao Ping and said: "A discerning person can tell at a glance that Jia Yuan is suing Mr. Huang. If you think about it, if you really plan to sue, why wait until twenty years later? Why wait until the imperial envoy arrives?
Just sue?"
Seeing that Yao Ping had taken another sip of wine, the wild Taoist said coldly: "This must be Jia Yuan who was ordered by the imperial envoy to sue Mr. Huang in order to kill Mr. Huang."
"This thief deserves to die!" When Yao Ping heard this, he was so drunk that he almost exploded the Tianling Gai with anger, and slapped his hand heavily on the table!