It's a refreshing day today, cloudless, and a sunny day.
Yesterday, a sudden heavy snowfall put an end to the autumn cold. Today, the weather is getting warmer, and autumn is back again. Such strange weather conditions have caught the people off guard.
Walking in the streets and alleys, a group of urchins were running so sweaty that they took off their cotton-padded jackets and used them as handkerchiefs to throw around, having a great time.
In front of the gate of Prince Chi's Mansion, Zheng Xiu snapped his fingers.
Pa~
After a while, Qing Shisan jumped down from the wall, understood the situation, and prepared the car.
Qing Shisan, who has been a traveler for ten years, has not been out driving cars for many days, and now he has become the caring little cotton-padded jacket of the Red King. No wonder he got along so well with Huo Huo while squatting on the street that day. His situation at the moment was almost the same as Huo Huo's. He had become the boss's exclusive coachman and bodyguard.
"Master, are you... showing off your back?"
Walking in the Red Prince's Mansion, Zhizhi told him all about the farce in Xiangmanlou. However, after the Red Prince gently waved his hand "It's okay", Zhizhi looked at the way the Red Prince supported his waist and asked vaguely.
"Uh, almost." As soon as Zheng Xiu said these words, he noticed Zhizhi's twinkling expression, and immediately knew that the movement last night was too violent to hide from these four [Orchids] with smart ears, eyes, and sensitive constitution.
When he pushed away the hands and feet wrapped around his body in the morning, the sleepy Feng Bei looked at the little red flowers on the sheets, a little unfinished, as if he wanted to fight again. Because of this, Zheng Xiu hurriedly got dressed and left, but he didn't see it In the house, Feng Bei secretly cut off the small red flowers and smiled silently with a red face.
"master?"
Zhizhi waved his hand in front of Zheng Xiu.
The old man’s smile was a bit strange.
The feeling of pain and pleasure.
Zheng Xiu came back to his senses, said with a straight face, dignity, calmness and seriousness: "Don't ask any more questions."
"yes!"
Zhizhi quickly agreed.
Zheng Xiu then thought about it, he couldn't blame others, the sound insulation of the room was too poor, how could he keep a low profile?
Of course Zheng Xiu chose to forgive them.
The two chatted for a while, and Qing Shisan prepared the special carriage for King Chi's trip.
Qing Shisan asked seriously: "Master, do you want to go faster... or slower?"
Zheng Xiu thought for a moment and smiled: "There's no rush."
"Understood!"
Qing Shisan immediately understood what the Red King was thinking, and drove the carriage slowly along the streets as if on an outing. Master, I have a beautiful woman in the carriage today, so I won't be lonely.
The Zheng family's rickshaw pullers are still active on the streets. During the day, they are simple and unpretentious rickshaw pullers on the streets. At night, they transform into the most beautiful boys, either hiding in the dark, or wearing red cloud robes and transforming into Xiaobu, walking at night.
The coachmen deliberately passed King Chi's carriage, always leaving a whistle of varying lengths as they passed.
From these whistles, Zheng Xiu, Zhizhi, and Qing Shisan soon understood the farce in Xiangmanlou.
"Master, there seems to be a lot of commotion over there. Chef He has already reported to the army."
Zhizhi looked worried.
"No rush," Zheng Xiu smiled slightly: "Let the arrow fly for a while."
Zheng Xiu's calm expression seemed to contain soothing power. Zhizhi instantly calmed down, rolled his eyes, and curiously made a few gestures to test Zheng Xiu, wanting to know what was going on in Fengbei's boudoir last night.
Zhizhi's dexterous hands and dazzling gestures made Zheng Xiu dumbfounded: "What kind of weird books do you usually read! Don't learn from the good ones and the bad ones!"
He looked like a teacher educating a bad student.
Zhizhi lowered his head, twisting the corners of his skirt uneasily with both hands, his ears slightly red, and whispered: "Er Niang once said, let us learn more Fang Zhongshu... maybe one day we will use it.
Zheng Xiu scolded him lightly again.
Hearing this, Zhizhi was surprised and admired the Red King.
Qing Shisan concentrated on driving, watching his eyes, nose, mouth, and heart. He stuffed his ears with two pieces of cotton and couldn't hear what was being said in the car. As we approached the Xiangman Tower, we saw from a distance officials in Feiyan uniforms using their scabbards to form a human wall, and the outside was crowded with people watching the excitement, whispering to each other.
"It's all gone! There are six doors for business, and no one can come in!"
Guo Zifei, the top catcher of the Six Gates, knew that this place was of great importance and was the territory of the Red King. He came here as soon as possible to seek justice. As soon as he received the report, he dispatched the police at lightning speed, putting aside all the official matters at hand.
"arrive."
Qing Shisan stopped the carriage, took off the cotton balls from both ears, coughed twice, and said loudly to the carriage with the curtains tightened.
Zhizhi walked down with a blushing face, holding Red King's hand, looking very elegant.
The people watching recognized the Red King and applauded one after another.
"Prince Zheng is here!"
"The prince of our big job is here!"
"Haha! How dare you cause trouble on Prince Zheng's territory! That barbarian really doesn't know how to write the word death!"
"By the way, how do you write the word death?" Some people really can't read.
"No matter how you write the word "death", after all, Prince Zheng is here, no matter how many barbarians come, they have to be carried out sideways!"
"Twenty years ago, General Zheng went all the way north and beat the barbarians until they howled. Today, when Prince Zheng comes in person, the barbarians are still frightened and scared to death! Hahaha!~"
Zheng Xiu let the arrow fly for a long time. This incident had already caused an uproar in the streets and attracted people to watch. For a moment, Zheng Xiu remembered that when the Northern Barbarian envoys entered the city, the barbaric habits and rumors of the Northern Barbarians had caused uproar in the city and shut down the city. Now there are so many people watching the excitement... From this point of view, the people today, The reason why they are not afraid of talking about the barbarians is because the barbarians are now on the territory of the Red King. They know Zheng Xiu's ability and the Zheng family's background, so they are so bold.
It can be seen that since Zheng Xiu became the prince, his popularity and prestige have been terrifyingly high not only in the world, but at least in the imperial city.
The Red King has never been "low-key" when he goes on tour. The people's cries made Guo Zifei run out in fear. After bowing his hands and saluting, Guo Zifei lowered his voice: "Your Majesty, how come this incident has alarmed you?"
Guo Zifei originally thought that the Red King was now in a respected position and there were so many experts in the disaster prevention bureau that he could just send someone to solve the problem and be done with it. After all, foreign envoys are involved, and if things go wrong it will lead to the breakdown of diplomatic relations between the two countries. Ordinarily, street trouble cases are the job of six doors, but this is the responsibility of the Ministry of Etiquette. He cordoned off the scene early and notified the people in the Ministry of Etiquette.
A person who is an official is still an official no matter how small he is. The first principle is to know which department does what and what responsibility it takes. It's not a matter of personal concern, but the lessons learned and filled with bitter blood and tears written down in the diary of every Yamen arrestee.
Unexpectedly, the Ministry of Etiquette did not wait, but the Red King from the Disaster Prevention Bureau arrived. This made Guo Zifei break into a cold sweat for a while, and he straightened the hat on his head, feeling unsafe.
Guo Zifei opened and closed his lips, not knowing what to say.
But Zheng Xiu knew that Guo Zifei was in trouble, so he loudly said to the people: "This case has been taken over by our Disaster Prevention Bureau! Dear fellow villagers, the Disaster Prevention Bureau is working very violently and it is not appropriate to watch. Please give me some face." , go home, eat, drink, and exit this street. Today, Xiangmanlou will be temporarily closed for one day to deal with private matters. Starting from tomorrow, for three consecutive days, Xiangmanlou will be free of charge, and it will be charged to my account!"
Everyone was in an uproar, but not long after, the people watching the excitement left the street in an orderly manner.
After a while, the streets that were crowded with people not long ago became empty and silent.
"This...this...this..."
Guo Zifei was stunned.
Although the identity of Prince Zheng Xiu can be applied to any common people, it will be overwhelming. But Zheng Xiu spoke politely and to the point, and the people really gave Zheng Xiu face. The chaotic scene was cleared in the blink of an eye. This shows that King Chi's appeal in the hearts of the people is terrifying.
"let's go!"
Guo Zifei was no fool. With a wave of his hand, he quickly directed his subordinates to leave the place.
The subordinates left with doubts on their faces and walked far away. One subordinate asked in confusion why they left so happily this time.
Guo Zifei asked, "Do you know what the Disaster Prevention Bureau is in charge of?"
The young officer's eyes were blank: "This... subordinates don't know."
Guo Zifei said confidently and loudly: "I don't know either! But in order not to embarrass us, the Red King actually said those words in front of the people. How can I not give the Red King face?"
After clearing the place neatly, Zheng Xiu glanced in a certain direction, snorted coldly, waved his long sleeves, and stepped into the fragrant building.
Stepping into the restaurant, there was the sound of something being smashed inside.
A tall figure was wrapped in a rough fur coat, speaking something in a strange language. The ground was covered with broken dishes and dishes, and the aroma of wine overflowed from the overturned wine flask, hitting his face.
A group of cooks wearing aprons, some carrying spoons, some carrying spatulas, and some carrying benches, all from the Zheng family, formed a circle and looked at the northern barbarians who were causing trouble in the place with anger and hatred.
Chef He was among them. When he saw Zheng Xiu, Qing Shisan, and Zhizhi entering one after another, his eyes lit up and he suddenly seemed to have a backbone. He opened his mouth and shouted: "The master is here!"
When outsiders are around, they call him Red King. When no outsiders are around, of course they call him Master.
We are all our own people, so I call you "Master" to be kind.
"The master is here!"
"The master is here!"
Chef He spat and cursed angrily: "What a bastard! I don't know what to say even though I'm mumbling! I thought it would be cool to pair the food with some wine for the sake of the master, but I didn't expect it." That guy doesn't know what's good and what's good, he ruined my food!"
The tall man had a ferocious face, and when he saw the Red King entering calmly, the corner of his mouth twisted, revealing a look of cruelty and contempt. Those eyes were bloodshot, and he smiled. In an instant, a murderous aura that seemed to have stepped through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood condensed into substance.
Snapped! Snapped! Snapped!
The rickety tables and chairs were cracking silently. Qing Shisan frowned, took a step across and stood in front of Zheng Xiu, grunted, and took a step back.
Zheng Xiu came to Chef He with his hands behind his back.
One step, two steps, three steps.
He walked very slowly, and the man who was as ferocious as a beast had a look of astonishment on his face. He did not expect that from the moment he entered the house until now, the man who was about to become the husband of the princess in the legend did not even look at him. His momentum suddenly stagnated, as if he had been hit by a punch. got on the marshmallow, which made him extremely uncomfortable.
Zheng Xiu looked at the wasted dishes on the ground and frowned: "It's not bad if you didn't give him dog food, but you still dare to waste your food? Lao He, this is not like you, why didn't you beat him?"
Chef He said angrily: "This is not half a month ago. The Ministry of Rites issued a notice saying that envoys from the Northern Kingdoms were visiting. If you accidentally meet the envoys from the Northern Kingdoms on the street, there is no need to panic, let alone take the initiative to provoke them, saying that we are etiquette If you are a state, you should report it to the government and let the Yamen handle it."
Hearing this, Zheng Xiu looked calm, pointed at the guy in the center of the field, and asked, "What did he say?"
Chef He shook his head and looked at each other in confusion: "This... is gibbering, I don't understand."
Others also said: "We don't understand either."
Zheng Xiu smiled slightly and said to Chef He: "This is what you are doing wrong, Lao He."
Chef He was stunned when he heard this.
He didn't expect Zheng Xiu to scold him in the first sentence.
Zheng Xiu pointed to the mess everywhere: "Is this the 'street'?"
Chef He shook his head blankly, of course not.
"Since it's not the case, then that's okay." Zheng Xiu leaned over and picked up an overturned stool, patted the dust on it in front of everyone, and slowly sat on the stool.
"This is my king's territory. If someone makes trouble in my king's territory, what are the consequences?"
This time even Qing Shisan was puzzled.
What are the consequences?
He doesn't know either.
Because no one has dared to cause trouble on Zheng Xiu's territory for many years.
Where did the last person who caused trouble go?
Qing Shisan held his chin up in thought. Ganoderma lucidum was almost growing on the grave, right?
Zheng Xiu wondered why no one answered this question. Looking at everyone's faces, it seemed that they really didn't think of it for a moment, so he waved his hand and told them the answer directly: "Hit!"
Looking at Barbarian, a surge of anger surged into his heart: "If the sky falls, I will hold it up! Fight!"
Qing Shisan took out the cigarette rod and was about to take action when he couldn't help but ask: "How far will it go?"
Zheng Xiu sneered: "Fight me to death!"
As soon as Zheng Xiu finished speaking, Zhizhi, Qing Shisan, and the cooks all let out meaningful smiles. Some were ferocious, some were excited, some were shy, but almost at the same time, everyone took action.
"Mom, I'll wipe it!"
The strong man let out a strange cry and clenched his fists. A hazy layer of blood appeared on his fists, and the blood gathered into the shape of two dog heads.
boom!
When the strong man saw everyone taking action, he calmly performed a magic trick and stepped on the ground, causing the ground to crack. The terrifying force actually caused the beams of the room to shake and dust to fall.
An ordinary house would have collapsed under this foot, but this building was specially reinforced by Yan Jiji to withstand damage.
The strong man also looked surprised at the painless movement caused by his kick.
But then, something even more surprising happened to him.
Zhizhi's face turned red and he was extremely excited. She slowly took out a strange object from her sleeve.
It was a small piano as big as a palm, small and exquisite, and the strings were thinner than hair, as if the piano she usually used had shrunk. Within her garments, branches grew and orchids bloomed.
Ding!
She flicked the mini piano with her fingernails.
The crisp sound of the piano rang out.
White soft light instantly bloomed around Zhizhi, and all the objects in the Xiangman Building were twisted strangely. After the distortion, everything in the Xiangman Building was covered with a smooth sheen.
Qing Shisan frowned, and he was keenly aware of the subtle changes in the touch under his feet.
Zhizhi covered her mouth and kept laughing playfully. She was seen strangely "gliding" by everyone's side, reaching out and patting everyone on the shoulder.
"Gujibaalakaci!"
Barbarian didn't know what Zhizhi was doing and rushed towards Zheng Xiu who was sitting motionless on the stool with murderous intent.
He actually went towards the Red King.
Just take one step.
Plop!
Manzi's foot slipped.
Chiliu!
He slid a few feet away and hit the wall.
As soon as he got up, he fell down again, face to the ground.
Plop!
This time he slipped from one end to the other and was bruised and bruised.
The barbarian who looked like a ferocious beast just now is now like a drowning puppy, standing up and falling down again and again. He just stood up and fell down again, sliding here and there. Before anyone else could take action, he fell with a bruise on his face and slid back and forth in the restaurant more than a dozen times, as if he had mopped the floor with his face.
"hiss!"
When everyone saw Manzi's miserable posture, they gasped in unison and looked at Zhizhi in surprise. For a moment, they didn't dare to move, for fear that they would end up like Manzi.
Zhizhi covered his mouth and smiled: "Don't worry! I have temporarily eliminated the thaumaturgy on you, and you can walk in the fragrant building as normal!"
Wow!
The next second, the others didn't wait for Zheng Xiu to say anything, Zhizhi said it was okay, and several people killed Manzi at the same time.
Listen to the Red King.
Beat him to death.
(End of chapter)
