Nightfall Chapter 52: Chunfeng Pavilion, Old Chao Xiaoshu

Chapter 52 The Spring Breeze Pavilion, the old dynasty little tree

Ning Que looked up at him and asked, "If you want to kill, go and kill. What will you do at the door of my shop?"

The middle-aged man responded: "I'm waiting for the rain to stop, and I'm waiting for a few people."

"When the rain stops, often the rain will not stop, and when people come, often people will not come." Ning Que kindly persuaded.

"There must be a reason why people don't come." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "But can you let me talk to you more serious words instead of trying to come and go like those ascetics?"

"This attitude is right. I don't like to go around in Yunshan Mountain." Ning Que replied with a smile, "But I don't like squatting on the ground and talking to standing people because of the difference in height. ."

"You can stand up."

"Why didn't you squat down."

The middle-aged man smiled and squatted down without any hesitation. The hem of the wet green shirt covered the threshold of Lao Bi Zhai. Then he looked at Ning Queyou with a green face and said seriously: "I am struggling now."

Ning Que lowered his head to eat noodles and waited for the following.

"Many big people want me to express my opinion, but my current situation is that I can’t express my opinion, so I’m being besieged now. My brothers and I do things very cleanly. Just kill me tonight. Taking advantage of this night rain, the opponents from Nancheng Xicheng have already rushed over."

"Where are the people you are waiting for?"

"I have a brother who died a few days ago. Most of the remaining brothers have errands in the government. Those big people can easily trap them in barracks and yamen with errands, so tonight my people are very Less."

The rain in the night is still continuing, and it seems to have a tendency to increase. The middle-aged man and others can’t wait any longer, but he doesn’t seem to care. He just calmly and gently talks about the situation he is facing. Without making any concealment, he looked at Ning Que next to him, smiled and said, "But all of this is not a problem. My problem tonight is that there must be someone by my side, but I can't find that person." /

Ning Que glanced at the saber around his waist, guessing that the sword inside should be small, and asked: "What kind of person do you need by your side?"

"Quick enough, hard enough, brave enough, you can't blink your eyes when you kill, and don't let anything fall on me."

"Rainwater is not included?"

"Naturally not."

"Then this requirement is not high."

Ning Que scratched his moist hair and said, "Why me?"

The middle-aged man's eyes fell on his right hand holding the bowl, and said: "I have heard something. Although the woodcutter of Subbi Lake is not well-known in Chang'an, I know that there is someone who kills horse thieves. What can a teenager do."

Ning Que was silent for a moment, then smiled, and said: "Why should I go with you? What's the benefit?"

The middle-aged man admired the directness of the young man. He stretched out his fingers to flick the rain from the oil paper umbrella, smiled and said, "No one in Changan City knows my hole card. If I win tonight, that hole card will be lifted. Come on, then you will know that I am really a thick thigh, it is worth your hug."

"Since tonight is so dangerous, why don't you play your hole cards first?"

"Because the hole card is not a card, it's a person. I can't order him, on the contrary he can order me. He needs me to win tonight's battle because he wants to see if his opponent has a card hidden in his hand. ."

"Well, I really hate this style of dialogue. I just want to say that your thigh may be thick, but it doesn’t really appeal to me. Now that you know the distant comb Hu, then you must know that I once had the opportunity to hug a leg that looks very thin, but in fact it is one of the thickest legs of Datang, but I did not hug it."

Ning Que was naturally talking about Li Yu, the fourth princess of the Tang Dynasty. After saying this, he was silent again, and put his middle bowl on the wet ground, squatting side by side with the middle-aged man to watch the rain. At this moment, he suddenly Thinking of a certain picture in a story that I like very much, thinking of Xiao Heizi's explanation in the small hall, so I made a decision. (Note)

After a moment of silence, the middle-aged man said, "Or... are you used to asking prices directly?"

In the face of the annoying rain, Ning Que stretched out his palm and slapped the opponent, and said cleanly, "Five hundred taels of silver."

The middle-aged man frowned and suggested: "It's too little, can you add more?"

Beside the threshold of Yuye Bookstore, the picture of the two bargaining is really strange, and the employer feels that there is too little money.

Ning Que turned his head to look at him and asked, "How many people do you think I will kill tonight?"

The middle-aged man thought for a while and said: "At least five."

Ning Que replied: "On the grassland, I might not find fifty taels of silver after killing five horse thieves, so don't worry, I can definitely work hard for the five hundred taels of silver."

"I don't need your hard work." The middle-aged man looked at him with a smile and said: "If you need to work hard, you can leave first."

Ning Que shook his head and said: "That's not my style of doing things. Qingyi is indeed a very idiot word than Jin Jian, but since it is a business, of course we must abide by basic professional ethics."

The middle-aged man smiled and stretched out his hand: "Deal."

Ning Que stretched out his hand and shook him gently, then let go, and said: "My name is Ning, An Ning Ning. Ning Que."

"My surname is Chao, the Dynasty of the Tang Dynasty, Chao Xiaoshu."

"What an arrogant family name, and a gentle first name."

"Changan people call me Chunfengting Laochao, you can call me Brother Chao."

"Chao Xiaoshu is better to hear... I said Xiaoshu, are you the leader of the Yulong Gang?"

"You can call me the old dynasty... Besides, I have never admitted that I am the leader of the Yulong Gang. I just gathered a group of brothers to do things that the court is not convenient to do."

Ning Que finally confirmed his identity, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, and said, "The leader of Chang'an's first gang is so humble, Xiaoshu, you seem too hypocritical."

Pull out the ordinary knife from the pyre, find the boxwood hardwood bow and quiver from the box, pick up the **** umbrella from the crude celadon urn, wrap it in layers with old cloth, and tie them all together He put it on his back, and then he touched the bottom of the box for a long time, and took out a black mask that hadn't been washed for some time.

Carefully put on the close-fitting soft armor, and put on an old short-sleeved arrow gown with the bottom of the box. The hair was spread out and re-tied into the common style of the lunar people, and most of the face was covered with a black mask, Ning Que Looking at the bronze mirror carefully for a long time, confirming that there are no loopholes, walked outside the small kitchen and probed inside and said: "I'm leaving."

Sangsang is cleaning up the kitchen stove, washing pots and bowls and pens and inkstones. There is no expression on her small face. There is a little childish irritability in her slender eyes like willows. I don’t know why. The movements were very big, with banging noises from time to time, and the rag was rubbing the bottom of the pot so hard that it seemed to wipe the dark bottom of the pot through.

Ning Que was dazed, and then understood a little bit, and gently explained: "It is always good to earn some silver, and I think that guy should have a good background, give him a favor, and I will use it in the future."

With a snap, Sangsang slammed the rag onto the edge of the stove, carrying a heavy iron pan to pour the dirty water, the little girl twisted her waist and thought she hadn’t seen him or heard him. Explanation.

Ning Que rubbed his frowning eyebrows, and said after a moment of silence: "Xiao Heizi, that idiot just threw a word and hiccups. I can’t go to the underworld to find him even if I want to dodge it, so tonight It is to pay the bill for him."

After saying this, he ignored Xiao Sangsang's little emotions, and went straight out of the back house into the shop in front.

Chunfengting Lao Chao, as the leader of Chang'an's largest gang of fish and dragons, has been wandering in the rivers and lakes for many years. I don't know how many strange people and strange people have been seen. He knows that Lao Bi Zhai’s young boss must be one of the strange people. Thought preparation, but at this moment, seeing Ning Que's dress, still couldn't help feeling a little surprised. He looked at the mysterious thing behind Ning Que that was wrapped in rags and turned into a thick stick, and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't look like you're dressed up as a murderer, but rather like a shabby resident who owes gambling debts and is going to run away overnight. Do you plan to carry all your belongings on your back?"

"I only carry a knife, so you will be content."

Ning Que walked up to him, glanced at the wind and rain in Lin Forty Lane, and noticed that there were no people at both ends of the long lane. He couldn't help but frown and said, "I hope there is no **** in your brother, I hope your brother We can take good care of this alley. I don’t want the scene of going to murder with you in desperation to become a figure in Chang'an Mansion tomorrow."

Chunfengting looked down at the black mask that covered most of the boy’s face, smiled and said, “Actually, you don’t need to be so cautious. If you and I are still alive after tonight, then as long as you don’t violate Tang’s law , For evil, no one in this Chang'an city or even the entire Datang Empire will dare to trouble you anymore."

Listening to this, Ning Que wondered who said that there was no background behind Changan’s first gang. However, he did not take off his mask to openly kill people. His childish voice came out through the black mask: "I Used to be low-key."

Chunfengting smiled, and stopped persuading him.

The quietness of the spring night was disturbed by the patter of rain. At this time, there were more footsteps. Ning Que stepped out of the threshold and opened the seemingly windy oil-paper umbrella toward the little tree, and the two of them moved their steps toward the night at the same time. Walk with the rain.

Sangsang rushed out. She stood inside the threshold, holding the heavy iron pan in both hands, watching the bowl on the table with a lot of noodles left, and watching the back figure in the alleyway of wind and rain, anxiously shouted: "Master, you haven't eaten noodles yet. Finish!"

Ning Que looked back at her with a smile, and said: "Let's put it there first, come back and continue eating."

Sangsang holding the big iron pan, leaning on the rain-drenched pavement with his thin shoulders, shouted: "It's not delicious when it's cold!"

Ning Que waved his hand vigorously, smiled and replied loudly: "Then you can cook another pot and wait until I come back to eat."

Sangsang pressed his small mouth tightly, watched him turn around in a daze, and finally shouted: "I will put more green onions, master, you must remember to come back and eat!"

Ning Que stopped answering, but the smile in the eyes outside the black mask became thicker and thicker. He looked at the darker and darker alley and the rain that was getting worse and worse. He suddenly asked:" Little tree, where are we going now?"

"Chunfeng Pavilion."

Lao Chao replied calmly: "My home is there...the enemy is also there. In addition, I suggest you call me Lao Chao because you are a small tree."

The wind and rain are still in the lane, I don't know what the Chunfeng Pavilion is.

(Note: Wen Ruian "Who is a Hero" Wang Xiaoshi Bai Choufei first met Su Meng pillow.)