When the shop owner heard this, his frightened heart regained a little calmness: "The little one will serve some more special dishes and a jug of wine."
After finishing speaking, the shopkeeper went down the stairs holding on to the handrail in a nonchalant manner.
Qin Wuyan clasped his fists at a table of people: "I'm a lowly worker, I can smash boulders in my chest, I can also do monkey tricks, I can jump through fire rings, I don't know where you want to see my performance."
Although the patriarchs of these aristocratic families are usually majestic and dignified, they have never seen such a scene for a long time.
A set of sword dances can scare them into silence. Who would dare to risk their lives to really watch him perform acrobatics such as smashing boulders on his chest?
Maybe it's broken and broken, this god of plague accidentally shattered the skulls of these spectators.
Life matters!
"The sword dance is already exciting enough, and this patriarch has already feasted his eyes on it. Besides, this patriarch will not watch it. I wonder what you think?"
"We didn't watch it either. Commander Qin's sword dance is the most exciting performance I've ever seen."
"In this life, I am fortunate enough to see Commander Qin's sword dance and listen to Commander Qin's piano sound. I have no regrets. As for the others, I don't care if I don't watch it."
…
Only the livid Zhuang Huaisen and the drunken Min Hanghang were left.
Qin Wuyan held the sword and stood beside Min Zhixing, motionless, waiting for Min Zhixing to give orders.
Min Zhixing only felt that his hand was burning like a pain, and his bones were about to break, but he was too embarrassed to say anything, Qin Wuyan was recruited by him, he was a cheap person, and he wanted to drive him away, but he couldn't do it. mouth.
He is the second only to the high priest Zhuang Huaisen in Yuecheng. His status is so noble. Being held hostage by the guard commander in his own mansion, he can't afford to lose this person.
Min Huizhu was originally a person with a delicate heart, so she hurriedly rescued Min Zhixing: "The food is getting cold, it's more important to eat. Should Commander Qin sit down and have a meal with everyone or..."
Qin Wuyan apologized: "The commander has other things to deal with, so I will leave."
After finishing speaking, he turned around, held the sword, turned and left, and hurried downstairs, his back disappeared from everyone's sight.
Everyone wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads again: "Well, this Commander Qin is really... really powerful."
"Only Patriarch Min can intimidate Commander Qin. Fortunately, Commander Qin knows how to measure. If he doesn't know how to measure, maybe we people..." The head is in a different place.
"Patriarch Min, Commander Qin is really young and promising, you have to treat him well, in case he is pushed into a hurry..."
…
Hearing these people's jealousy towards Qin Wuyan, Zhuang Huaisen couldn't bear it, and said angrily: "It's just a guard commander, worthy of your attention?
This person is still so arrogant and domineering in a state of being dependent on others. If this person is allowed to ascend to the position of high priest, what's the deal? "
The high priest went into a rage, and the patriarchs of the aristocratic families did not dare to offend, and once again echoed like grass on the wall.
Min Huizhu had a mocking smile on her lips, seeing this scene in her eyes, her heart was full of ridicule and disdain.
After Qin Wuyan went downstairs, he left a piece of silver for the shopkeeper as compensation for the damage to the walls and wine glasses.
If the shopkeeper dares to ask for it, he quickly shirks it.
Qin Wuyan threw down the money, walked out of the restaurant quickly, left in a hurry, his back was mixed with the crowd, and soon disappeared.
The dragon boat race ended successfully, and the people were leaving the moat one after another. Compared with the crowds at the beginning, there were much fewer pedestrians.
Qin Wuyan rode his horse and rode Juechen towards the direction of the priest's mansion, trying to catch up with Zhuang Xiaoyu's carriage...