The proprietresses in the tavern street don't have a very good face towards the guests, because these customers can't leave the tavern street, of course it doesn't mean that they don't have a good face, it's just a normal face, and they don't have to be extra polite .
Therefore, the stout woman went down to make noodles after listening to the little monk Rongxin ordered Yangchun noodles, unlike the waiter in the big tavern who yelled "a bowl of Yangchun noodles".
The tavern street quickly returned to its original state. Even though the young monk Rongxin was dressed a little differently, he was still just a customer who came to the tavern street to eat. Quite a lot, I have seen a lot of things in the world, and I have experienced more impermanence in the world, so I won't be surprised by a clean and tidy little monk for a long time. Even the guys next to the little monk Rongxin's seat saw that he had no intention of talking to them, so they just talked about themselves and turned a blind eye to him.
The owner of the tavern, the thick woman had already put the cut noodles into the pot, Quan Fu and the men who were talking to themselves also noticed that the expression on the little monk's face had relaxed, but he seemed to have something on his mind , bowed his head and thought of things again.
Those men seem to be talking on their own, but in fact they can clearly see the slightest expression change on the face of the little monk Rongxin. Although they don't understand the true meaning of these expression changes, they probably have unconsciously Countless plots came up in my mind. For these idlers, any silent person who appears in front of them is the protagonist of a boring plot in their minds, not to mention that a handsome and clean little monk like Monk Rongxin appears in the tavern street. There are conditions to become the protagonist of the plot in their minds.
But the plot in their minds didn't last long, and there was another commotion in the tavern street. Several prominent porters had already stood up and started to fight respectfully at a man in the official uniform who walked into the tavern street. Greeting: "Zhang Butou"
Zhang Butou is a detective in the Changsha government office, and he has solved many cases.
It's not unusual for him to be on Tavern Street, but haven't you heard of any cases in Tavern Street recently?
His thoughts turned quickly, and he had already turned his eyes to the little monk Rong Xin, the only suspicious person here was him.
Sure enough, everyone found that the expression on the little monk's face became tense again when he saw Zhang Toutou.
Zhang Butou ignored the porters who greeted him, but shouted loudly to the tavern street: "The government is handling the case, and everyone who has finished eating should get out!"
The stout woman who had just scooped a bowl of Yangchun noodles from the little monk Rongxin raised her head in dissatisfaction, opened her mouth to say something, but suddenly looked behind Zhang Toutou and closed her mouth. Everyone looked over, only to see a group of officers and soldiers behind Zhang Butou.
The meaning of this is obvious. I'm afraid that something will happen to Tavern Street. Now it's not only the people who have finished eating, but also those who haven't finished eating.
The courageous ones stayed nearby and waited to watch the fun. Among these people were Quan Fu, and there was also a group of people who had just walked around the tavern street and then retreated. On a street not far from here lay an old Taoist priest with dirty clothes and a messy beard who looked like a beggar. The strange thing was that beside this old Taoist priest lay a red wine gourd. Taller than his whole body.
The little monk Rongxin rolled his eyes and planned to leave with the group of men, but just as he arrived at the door of the tavern, Catcher Zhang had already jumped up to him and stopped him.
Zhang Toutou is half a head shorter than the little monk Rongxin, and now he just blocks in front of the little monk Rongxin, almost sticking to his body.
He slightly looked up at the face of the little monk Rongxin, and said with a half-smile: "Little monk, did the two brothers in the yamen fall into your hands?"
"Go away!" The little monk Rongxin's face darkened, and he hit Zhang Butou's face with a backhand hammer.
Zhang Catcher hurriedly turned his face to the side, and at the same time stepped back, and the fist of the little monk Rong Xin hit him in the face.
Surprised and angry, Zhang Butou shouted to the officers and soldiers behind: "Take it down!"
All the officers and soldiers immediately rushed forward, and the little monk Rongxin knocked down the officers and soldiers in front of him with three fists and two feet, turned around and ran to the other side of the tavern street.
At this time, the officers and soldiers behind suddenly stood still, one behind the other, and the one in front was carrying a black pipe and pointed it at the fleeing little monk Rongxin, and the one behind him flipped a mechanism behind the pipe, only to hear The sound of "boom" was like a thunder, and the little monk Rongxin who was running suddenly staggered and fell to the ground, but soon he got up and ran forward with all his might.
But only for this moment, officers and soldiersAfter swarming up, Zhang Butou shouted from behind, "Keep alive!"
Quan Fu saw that although the young monk could still stand up, he obviously had no strength to resist. He was soon tied up and taken away by the officers and soldiers.
After the officers and soldiers took the little monk away, everyone returned to the tavern street. Everyone couldn't help expressing their opinions on the grievances between the little monk and Zhang Butou. In the end, everyone believed that the little monk should be sent to Changsha Mansion by the rogues. The undercover agent, who was probably found out about his indiscretions, overturned a few yamen servants and fled quickly. At this moment, Zhang Butou found out his whereabouts. Knowing that he is strong in martial arts, he sent a firearms team, and finally took him down. .
Everyone sympathized with the little monk in their conversation.
Having said this, Quan Fu has already told the story of how he met the little monk Rong Xin.
Tantai Wutian heard him say that the little monk Rongxin was hit by a firecracker, so he couldn't help being very worried, and hurriedly asked the whole picture: "Old man, you saw that little monk was hit by a firecracker at that time, how was the injury?"
Quan Fu shook his head and said: "At that time, everyone was a little far away, and they didn't see very clearly, but it seems that they missed the vital point, and the little monk could still get up and run. However, when those officers and soldiers killed him Take it away, we went back to look again, and found a small pool of blood where he fell, it seems that his injury should not be serious."
The Jiu Taoist interjected at this time: "I was also nearby at the time, the old Taoist. Although I was not as clear as you, I did see the scene of arresting people behind. I think that although the young monk was injured, his life should be fine. .¡±
He was thinking of the shady situation when he was investigating the government office just now, and worried that he would become impulsive after hearing that the little monk Rongxin was seriously injured, and might run back to force it, and said this on purpose to comfort him.
Sure enough, Tantai Wutian's face turned pale in a hurry, he stood up suddenly, and said to the wine priest: "Senior, what should we do now?" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com