"Lao Xia, you are old!"
After saying a word of disdain, Cheng Jiu once again picked up the knife and walked forward with his head held high!
Hey, just catch these drunkards! Even if they really have any identity, they still act according to the rules!
Even if this matter comes to my immediate boss, I am still justified! What are you afraid of? The sky is falling, but someone tall is holding it up! Even if you catch someone you shouldn't catch, the boss will still carry him!
Besides, from a distance, I could see that these people were well dressed, and the jade pendants hanging around their waists were worth a lot of money!
If they were really captured, even if they were released later without taking any credit, wouldn't they still have their belongings with them? This is also a considerable amount of income!
Drunk, drunk!
What can't you do when you're drunk? Isn't it normal to find your belongings when you sober up the next day? You might have thrown it into a gutter, so just go find it yourself!
As for Lao Xia? Is he too timid to step forward? Just right! The less people divide this money, the better!
Cheng Jiu thought about it, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth unconsciously. He had no idea that if the boss heard what he said, he would definitely be the first to dig a hole and bury himself with a shovel! Finally, I have to jump on the rammed earth twice!
Good guy, everyone else is cheating on their father and godfather!
This is great for you, are you cheating the boss? Has anyone done this?
"Yeah, I'm old!"
When Cheng Jiu stepped forward, preparing to take down these drunkards with a knife! Behind him, Lao Xia finally sighed quietly, then shook his head and looked at the drunken men not far away and said, "I'm old! My eyes are so dim that I almost didn't recognize among them the Duke of Lu, the Duke of England, and the Duke of E." …
"Plop..."
Cheng Jiu, who was strutting just now, staggered when he heard this and fell directly to the ground.
What? What was Lao Xia talking about? Duke Lu? British public? And the Duke of E? real? If this is true, what kind of drunkard is parading on the street! This is clearly a state public meeting!
"Old Xia... no! Brother Xia! Do you think those people are a group of princes?"
Scrambling and crawling back to Lao Wuhou, Cheng Jiu didn't bother to wipe the blood on his face, and asked Lao Xia with shock and fear on his face.
"No..." Lao Xia looked at Cheng Jiu who was trembling all over, thought for a while, and slowly uttered two words from his mouth.
However, before Cheng Jiu was relieved, Lao Xia continued to laugh and said: "There is also Xiaohou of Sanyuan County here, well, the military god Li Jing is also here!"
"Bang..."
Cheng Jiu couldn't even stand this time and sat down on the cold stone road, dumbfounded.
"Boy! Don't think that you are invincible if you put on this skin, and don't think that our general can take care of everything for us! There are too many people in Chang'an City that he can't afford to offend, and we can't afford to offend them either. "
Seeing Cheng Jiu become devastated, Lao Xia felt extremely happy! Even the resentment that had just arisen gradually dissipated.
Hey, after all, we are the nephew generation. Even if we do something wrong, we can't beat him to death with a stick.
What should be taught must be taught! If you really can’t teach him, then you can beat him to death with a stick!
"Brother Xia, no! Uncle Xia!"
The title returned from Lao Xia to Brother Xia, and finally to Uncle Xia!
At this moment, Cheng Jiu finally looked at the Bing Youzi in front of him with admiration, whom he had always looked down on before!
How did he get to know those high-ranking big shots? Is it possible that this usually dull soldier has a hidden master?
"Uncle Xia, how do you know them?" Looking at the staggering drunkard not far away, Cheng Jiu swallowed and carefully asked Lao Xia his doubts.
"How do I know them? Humph! Boy, I'll teach you how to be a good boy!" Old Xia seemed to be very impressed by Uncle Xia's voice. He stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Those who work in our line of work must have sharp eyes, a sweet mouth, and quick legs and feet! You have a lot to learn!"
"Sharp eyes? See a lot of people, know a lot of people? Sweet talk? Can talk, flatter people? Please people?" Listening to Lao Xia's words of instruction, Cheng Jiu's eyes flickered, as if he understood something, but also seemed a little confused.
"But what does this fast-legged thing mean? Is it possible that we still have to be a waiter?"
"Hey, who is that!"
Just when Cheng Jiu was puzzled about the last "quick legs and feet", Yuchi Jingde, who was staggering forward on the road, suddenly spotted him, shook his head and pointed at Cheng Jiu: "Come here!"
"Ah?" Suddenly hearing Yuchi Gong calling him, Cheng Jiu trembled and subconsciously looked at Lao Xia in front of him.
Unexpectedly, when he looked at it, he suddenly realized that Lao Xia, who was here just now acting like a humble elder, had long since disappeared! Looking further into the distance, I could only see a vague shadow quickly disappearing on the long gray street.
"Oh, my legs and feet are indeed fast enough!"
Looking at the shadow that disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, Cheng Jiu was stunned! This personal guidance is indeed a profound lesson!
"Hey, kid!"
Just when Cheng Jiu was still looking blankly at the long street, an angry scolding came, and then his body suddenly felt light. The next second, a bloody mouth spitting out a strong smell of alcohol was right in front of him. Shake and shake.
"Boy! Why don't you listen when I ask you to come here! How to get to Taipingfang!"
Cheng Jiu was lifted up in the air by Yuchi Gong like a chicken, and the heavy breath rushed towards him, almost knocking him out on the spot!
"Taipingfang? Right in front!" Really not daring to faint, Cheng Jiu tried his best to put on a smile that was uglier than crying, and showed the way for this burly man who didn't know whether he was a Duke or a Marquis.
"In front? That?" Yu Chigong glared at Cheng Jiu, shook his head, and looked left and right along the long street.
However, I drank too much wine all afternoon, and now I can't tell which one Cheng Jiu said came before and which one he said after.
"You, lead the way for me! Hurry up!" Too lazy to ask further, Yu Chigong directly scolded Cheng Jiu and asked him to lead the way!
"Here!" Facing a group of princes, how could Cheng Jiu dare to refute? I didn't even dare to say a word, so I could only accept it.
"What the heck! Hurry up and lead the way!"
Yuchi Gong was the most impatient with these vulgar etiquettes. Seeing Cheng Jiuguang keep handing him over, he refused to lead the way. His face darkened on the spot. It seemed that if Cheng Jiu had not been needed to lead the way, he would have provided fists as big as sandbags by now. .
"But……"
Facing the red-eyed Yu Chigong, Cheng Jiu was on the verge of tears. He was about to explain, but was rudely interrupted by Yu Chigong: "What a piece of shit! Just lead the way when I ask you to lead the way. Could it be that you are bullying me?" To deal with a Wuhou?"
"but……"
"What's an egg? If you keep nagging, I'll pop your egg!"
"Well……"
He shuddered and subconsciously tightened his thighs. Cheng Jiu looked pitiful like a dead mother: "Brother, let me lead the way. At least put me down first..."
