The shop boy heard Yang Xingchen say so, this just slightly let down the heart, quickly is to add meat and wine, around busy. Then after confirming that Yang Xingchen and others are not asking for anything, he swished into it and refused to come out again.
Seeing the sad color on Jiang Yichuan's face, Yang Xingchen poured wine into his bowl, then lit it on him twice, and said with a smile, "why does Constable Jiang care about the behavior of a fatuous bastard? Come on, drink!"
Although Jiang Yichuan's body moved, he no longer had the idea of resisting. The reason is very simple. Yang Xingchen's skill just now has completely exceeded the scope of martial arts, either magic or magic. I don't want to die, so I can only sit quietly.
But he didn't drink the wine Yang Xingchen poured. It's very obvious that although the constable can't beat you, he won't drink your wine and won't go along with you.
Yang Xingchen doesn't care. He smiles. After drinking a glass of wine, he asks Jiang Yichuan, "Constable Jiang, is this Fu Tai fake? Why didn't I see him go to court during this period of time? "
Jiang Yichuan sneered, "it seems that you care about his every move. It's true that he didn't go to court during this period, because his 80 year old mother wants to remarry in his hometown. He went back to do ideological work for his mother."
"What? And remarry at the age of eighty? " Yang Xingchen shakes his hand in fright. The old ruffian next to him doesn't accept, "Hey, damn boy, what's your expression? You can't get married at 80? Do you mean you can't marry uncle long? "
At this time, the one eyed singer sitting next to Yang Xingchen shook his head and said, "remarriage at the age of 80 is OK in principle, but what's the significance? It not only brings a lot of trouble to his children, but also becomes a laughing stock for others. The old man is firmly against this practice. "
"Not to mention being 80 years old, after my daughter was born, her mother died in childbirth. I'm the mother of Laozi day and night. I brought her up. For the sake of my daughter, I will never marry again. Because I know, stepmother is stepmother, people are selfish, stepmother will never take the former mother's children as their own. If I marry again, my daughter will not only lose her mother, but also her father. "
Old ruffian Leng Leng, "also right, for the sake of children, then I don't marry. God damn boy, you remember that your uncle long didn't marry for your happiness. In the future, you should be more filial to him. Don't always blow your beard and stare at him. "
"Are you a father son relationship?" Jiang Yichuan couldn't help asking.
"No, no, like Lao Lai, I picked up this old guy. He has some mental problems. He will be sober and confused for a while." Yang Xingchen smiles and shakes his head.
Jiang Yichuan was stunned. With a look of admiration on his face, he arched his hand to Yang Xingchen. "Brother, although he is a big thief, he is open and aboveboard. He not only picked up a dog on the road, but also picked up a lost old man, and treated them like relatives. I admire that, brother. "
"To tell you the truth, I can't stand what Mr. Yan did for a long time, but my father is my immediate superior, and I'm only angry. Now, brother, it's a great achievement to get rid of this cancer. You probably don't know. The common people are clapping on the street. But it's my duty, brother. I can't drink this cup with you. It's a big shock in my life. " Then he shook his head.
Yang Xingchen smiles, "does Constable Jiang think I killed right?"
Jiang Yichuan carefully looked around and saw that there was no one around. Then he said, "from my personal point of view, it's good to kill! I don't know how many good women this beast has harmed. But as a constable, you should never kill people. The government has no right to hunt. You can take your own life. "
The old ruffian glared at the cow's eyes. "Grandma, why are you as sober and confused as your uncle? God damn it, that's self-defense, you know? If so many people cut him with knives and he doesn't do it, is he dead? Grandma, you, Mr. long, don't like people like you who know that evil people are doing evil things and don't catch them by themselves, but also use all kinds of righteousness to suppress good people. You don't deserve this bowl of wine With that, he took the bowl of wine in front of Jiang Yichuan and drank it thoroughly.
Jiang Yichuan's face was flushed, and he lowered his head.
The old man, who was selling drinks, probably wanted to open his mind. Like his daughter, he threw aside his cheeks and began to eat and drink. In this way, Jiang Yichuan felt more embarrassed. He was eating and drinking all over the table. He was the only one sitting there, eating or not eating, which made him very embarrassed.
Time is not long, Yang Xingchen they have been full, old ruffian excited to let shop boy put the rest of the donkey all packed.
Seeing the big hand of the old ruffian gently touching the packaged donkey meat, so much donkey meat disappeared, people in the room were surprised.
At this time, I heard the sound of horse's hooves. I saw an eight people's sedan chair coming quickly, followed by the government platform on horseback, followed by a hundred long spear teams carrying rifles.
Seeing the long gun team, Yang Xingchen was stunned. You know, Yi Guyue attaches great importance to these weapons. Without her approval, others have no right to transfer one shot at a time. But all of a sudden came a group of troops, which made Yang Xingchen a little confused.If it was approved by Yi Guyue, she would definitely be able to tell from the description in the report that she did it herself, and she would never send troops to fight against her. If she didn't approve it, it would be a big problem. It would be a felony for someone to transfer the spear team without authorization!
"Brother, I'm afraid now. I've told you many times that I want you to go quickly, but you won't listen. Now you can't even go if you want to. I can tell you, it's called a long gun, and what's fired is called iron bullet. It's powerful. A small iron bullet can kill you. No matter how high your magic is, it's useless. " Jiang Yichuan see Yang Xingchen in a daze, thought he was afraid, then quietly blame him.
"Hey, you're wrong. It's not called iron bullet, it's called bullet. And these guns are useless in my magic, bah, in front of my magic. "
Jiang Yichuan was stunned for a moment, thinking how could he know better than me? Did he ever go to the palace, or did he want to assassinate the king? When I think about it, I am always ready to kill him as soon as I have a chance, even if I take my own life. In a word, I will never let the king be in danger.
Yang Xingchen had seen the prime minister in the palace, so he turned his body aside for the first time, so that the prime minister could not see his face.
It turned out that people didn't want to see his face at all. The Prime Minister stood far away and yelled to him, "listen, demon thief, I'm the prime minister. You killed my son, not even the son of Fu Tai. Today, I will take your dog's life to avenge my son! The spear team is ready