"You all think of yourself as a charlatan, and all you say is to talk about charlatan affairs, but you act like this and hope that others will be blocked in their progress, so that you can catch up from behind. What are your intentions in hoping that troubled times will come?" The scholar in green shirt stood in front of everyone and said sternly He said, with one hand behind his back and the other clenching his fist in front, like a teacher lecturing in a school.
The so-called charlatans in front of him looked at each other, and then the ridicule spread throughout the tea stall. Some even spat directly on the lapel of the scholar who stepped forward to preach, and yelled, "You are nothing." Words like that.
"Are you stupid when you read books at home on weekdays? How dare you mess with the elegance of these brothers here? Brothers, let's talk to this green-shirted scholar about our principles today. What's that called? ... ..It’s hard for us to argue at the tea stall for a while.” The man who yelled just now continued to yell.
"Our eldest brother must be knowledgeable!" The gangsters on the side started to follow him.
After hearing this, both Lin Manliu and Ye Dangting who were about to leave, as well as the few scribes who initially persuaded the scholars not to argue with these people, all lamented in their hearts that the current world was like this, and the world was really declining.
The boy in the short shirt looked at the old liar beside him and cast a questioning look. He saw the old liar in the yellow shirt stroking the tea bowl in front of him with his right index finger without turning around to look at the situation behind him, so he calmed down and watched what happened. .
At this time, seeing the tense situation, an old scholar among the scribes stood up and was about to say something. He started to say half a word tremblingly, and then the big man with a rough voice yelled: "Why do you still want to rely on your old age to sell off your old age?" No? We are trying to reason with this scholar today, and the old man has to stand up straight and act?"
"Bold, you are so rude, do you know what order is? I will go and report to the official, please wait." Seeing the big man scolding the old Confucian who was traveling with him, the scholar in green shirt immediately scolded.
"Do you really think the county magistrate is useful here? Even if the governor comes, how can he keep me waiting? When the officers and soldiers come, I will beat you and the old man until they are disabled. Then I will tell the officers and soldiers about the grievances in the world and find someone to take care of them. What will we do?" The big man was obviously very confident in his words and methods of dealing with things, and his voice became more and more arrogant.
Before the scholar in green shirt could continue to say anything, the big man in the world made a gesture casually, and the two of them got up and prepared to capture the scholar in green shirt. It was obvious that this was not the first time for this group of wealthy people in the world to do this. The skilled scholar with tacit understanding was pushed to the ground by two men before he had time to struggle.
The leading man stood up and squatted in front of the fallen scholar. His face was full of pride. After a moment of ridicule, he said with an extremely sarcastic smile in the scholar's ear: "In Jizhou, from the governor to the yamen clerk, You are all familiar with us, and you don’t need to tell them what to do with your little life. After today, you will feel like a lonely ghost, but I hope you can find a place to die in peace in the future."
His laughter became sharper as he spoke, and the men behind him also laughed. Everyone present heard what he said without exception, and no one dared to step forward to stop him.
The old scholar slumped down to the ground, his gray hair hanging down on his face. He looked at the sky outside the tea stall with a sad and angry look. The originally sunny day was covered with a layer of gray clouds, as if God didn't want to see what happened next, so he closed the window.
"It was like this before... In today's peaceful world, there was still such bad behavior. Punishing evil and killing evil... Isn't this the evil in the world..." Two lines of Qing Tears fell from the old scholar's eyes and shouted to the sky, sliding down to the ground on his already wrinkled face.
The big man seemed to be enjoying the current atmosphere. He did not ask anyone to stop the old Confucian who was crying at the side. Instead, he stood up and aimed at the green-shirted scholar's cheek, ready to step down on him. He used enough force to seem to want to With one kick, the green-shirted scholar's body was crushed into a puddle of flesh.
Just when the kick was about to land, Ye Dangting shook the teacup he was rubbing in his hand and threw it back at will. The speed was extremely fast and hit the big man in the face before he could even step on it. , the tea bowl broke into pieces in an instant, and the broken bowl pieces immediately cut the big man's cheek.
Then the big man immediately withdrew his foot that was about to trample on it, covered his face with one hand and turned around to look over. The right hand covering his face seemed unable to stop the blood from flowing. He hurriedly covered the side of his face with both hands, and spoke inarticulately at the yellow man in front of him. The figure behind the shirt shouted: "Who hurt me! Haven't you heard of my reputation since you entered Jizhou?"
The figure in the yellow shirt just turned his face sideways and asked loudly: "The reputation that was humiliated by the Dingxing Gate? I just heard about it in your chat. I have admired it for a long time." After saying this, he nodded to show politeness.
This sentence completely angered the big man in the world. He immediately pulled out his short sword from his waist and prepared to strike at Ye Dang's position. He only heard the figure in the yellow shirt say, "What are you doing standing there, have you rested enough?" "After that, he stopped moving.
But someone beside him moved, it was Lin Manliu. After hearing the news, the young man in a short shirt immediately pulled out his Shanye Xing with his left hand and stepped forward to attack him. He was the first weapon to meet him. The big man opposite him held a knife in both hands. He trembled slightly.
He saw that the young man in front of him was holding the sword in a strange way, as if he was using a dagger and that he was carrying a strange green short sword on his back, and he became vigilant.
Blood was seeping out from the right side of his cheek. He was a little frightened by the huge pressure that the boy in a short shirt opposite him had brought to him when the swords met just now. He didn't have the mind to take care of the blood on his face. He forced himself to calm down and clenched the short sword in his hand, preparing to fight again. He slashed at the sword-wielding boy in front of him.
"Brothers, come with me!!" He slashed at Lin Manliu and shouted to the brothers behind him. After hearing the news, the charlatans grabbed the daggers on the table and stood up to fight the enemy together.
Seeing everyone coming together, Lin Manliu actually changed his Shan Ye Xing back and forth in front of their faces to hold a sword in his right hand. Because of the sudden argument at the small tea stall, the tables and chairs around it were pushed away. , the scholar in green shirt was also dragged out of the tea stall by his colleagues.
When Ye Dang heard others exiting, he also picked up Huang Lu on the table and walked out of the tea stall. Upon seeing this, the Jianghu guests were slightly stunned for a moment and then continued to rush towards the young man in front of him.
Lin Manliu first received a blow from the big man at the head, and then his whole body became agile. He cleverly used the tables and chairs next to him to avoid the blows of the others. When someone rushed towards him with a knife from a distance, he kicked him casually. He pulled up a bench and blocked the man out. When someone was approaching behind him, he first avoided being stabbed by a short knife, and then kicked the man out of the siege.
After just a few exchanges of blows, the two Jianghu guests collapsed to the ground, holding their arms and curling up in a ball. However, some daggers almost reached Lin Manliu's neck and face, but the daggers took away part of their strength. Afterwards, the blade struck the boy's forearm without causing any damage.
"This man is a bit weird. Let's all hack him to death! Let's see who can stop me today..." The big man said but quietly retreated to the outside of the encirclement, and looked at those who were watching the battle warily. A man in yellow shirt holding a sword.
Looking at Ye Dang, he was immediately noticed. The two looked at each other, and the smiling man in yellow shirt holding a sword tilted his head towards him. The big man was sweating unnaturally.
After several more rounds of fighting, all of his friends in the world were still kicked by Lin Manliu or slapped on the ground by the sword. The injuries were more serious, including a dislocated arm, but no one was injured by the young man's sword. At this time, the big man Before leaving the tea stall, the young man saw that he was the only one still standing, so he picked up Shan Ye Xing in his hand and pointed the tip of the sword directly at the powerful man.
"Young man is arrogant...I bumped into two heroes. I apologize to you for disturbing my tea break. I wonder if, for the sake of being from the same martial arts world, I can forgive you." Too small." The big man immediately dropped the short knife in his hand and bent down with his fists in his hands.
His hands were still shaking as he spoke. I don't know if it was because he was injured when he took the sword just now or because of the fear in his heart.
Without waiting for the words of the young man in short shirt and the man in yellow shirt holding the sword, the scholar in green shirt who had just been helped out of the tea stall spoke and scolded: "Shut up, if the two of them hadn't taken action, what would have happened in the future?" , you people, do you still need me to tell you what the final result will be!"
After Lin Manliu and Ye Dang listened to the scholar's words, they nodded tacitly and looked at the powerful man.
