Chapter 125 Mix and Match Men

Shi Qian was active and kept him in the car for many days in a row. He had been depressed and panicked for a long time. When the group of people came to Tubo, the weather had gradually warmed up, and the pedestrians on the street were itching.

After lunch, he saw Zhang Qingzheng wiping his pear gun there. Shi Qian went to Zhang Qing's side and pulled Zhang Qing's skirt. "I said, Brother Zhang Qing, now that we are here, how about going out for a walk?"

"Aren't you uncomfortable?" Zhang Qing looked at Shi Qian with his eyelids.

"It's much better just now. I think so. Although I pretended to be the prince, I was hiding people's eyes and ears on the way. Now I'm in the place, and I didn't say that I can't change my time with the prince. Let's go out for a while. It's not a problem."

Zhang Qing was also hesitant. The commander gave orders to everyone. In the past two days, everyone can do whatever they want, as long as they don't go far and come back on time. "Then you clean it up, and I'll tell the commander."

When Zhang Qing came back, Shi Qian had already changed his clothes. He was dressed neatly and still had bright flowers on his head.

When the two brothers left the restaurant, Shi Qian squeezed his arms and kicked his legs and muttered from time to time, "It's so comfortable."

"Ha ha, don't you think you're eye-catching?" Zhang Qing said with a smile as he walked.

"Do I attract people's eyes?" Shi Qian tilted his head and looked at Zhang Qing: "It's far worse than our prince." The two talked and laughed, looking at the street shops on both sides of the road.

"Your flower is eye-catching enough, even more dazzling than that woman's pearl treasure."

"What are you doing? Do you envy me? This is a reward from the prince. Generally, I am reluctant to bring it. Although it is a fake flower, the prince said that this flower is made of glass." Shi Qian said and shook his head from time to time, and the sun shone on the glazed flowers, which was more colorful and magnificent.

"I think you're sick. It's better to keep a low profile when we go out."

"Well, I know you have to say that you are envious and jealous." Shi Qian didn't pay attention to Zhang Qing's words at all.

On the street, there was a sound of silk and bamboo. The two looked up. There were prostitutes singing in the corridor, and three or five people were sitting at the table against the corridor. These people were each dressed in brocade, and one of them was even more conspicuous. They were wearing small sleeves and full of flowers, and the left and right hugging were particularly eye-catching.

"Look, if you want to attract people, can we compare with that? At first glance, we are rich." Shi Qian curled his lips and said enviously.

"Well, it's not rich or expensive." Zhang Qing also nodded in agreement

"You still need to say~" Shi Qian was more proud. The two continued to move forward. From time to time, Shi Qian looked at the objects in the street shops, the robes, wool-woven blankets, all kinds of medicinal materials and some totem ornaments of folk beliefs, each of which made him feel very fresh.

"Hey, stop, what about you?" While playing with this thing curiously, Shi Qian suddenly felt that his shoulder had been patted. When he turned around, he saw a man in his twenties standing in front of him. The man was wearing a large triangular lapel robe, with rounded ornaments on the edge of the collar. The front of the clothes inside were exposed at the opening of the collar. At first glance, he was a Tubo man. He put one hand in his waist, just The one who just patted Shiqian's shoulder pointed to the glazed flower on Shiqian's head and asked, "Do you sell ten taels of silver?"

What a rude person, Shi Qian couldn't help but hate it. Seeing that Zhang Qing also frowned, Shi Qian straightened his chest and replied, "I don't sell it."

The man was almost stunned. There were a lot of ten taels of silver. Can a flower be worth so much silver? He gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Twenty taels."

"Cut." Shi Qian turned around and simply ignored him. This man was really boring. Fortunately, Zhang Qing was beside him.

"Hey, I'm talking to you, do you hear me?" The person who came was obviously a little impatient. He reached out to grab Shi Qian's shoulder. Bang, the hand that had just stretched out was pinched by Zhang Qing's wrist: "Speak well, don't touch your hands and feet."

"Well, I bought your flowers." The man still repeated this sentence, freeing his hands to grab the glazed flowers on Shi Qian's head.

Shi Qian is also the master who listens to all directions. He felt wrong and moved away. Seeing the man staring at him, he said, "Who are you? The flower is mine. Do you sell it or not? Do you want to sell it? Do you want to buy it or rob it?"

The man did not answer. He thought that these two people were Song people at first sight. They didn't necessarily fight. When they saw Shi Qian's persistence and refused to sell, he became fierce. He waved his fist to hit Zhang Qing. He planned to catch Shi Qian again while Zhang Qing's dodging. Unexpectedly, Zhang Qing didn't hide at all. Originally, he only grabbed the person's wrist. Now The hand and eyes are about to trick the other wrist.

"Hmm, hmm," The man competed twice, but he was shocked. He was also a martial artist. Unexpectedly, the beautiful young man in front of him had a little strength.

"Fone to you." Zhang Qing didn't want to be more entangled. He suddenly raised his leg and kicked the person. He kicked him on the other party's stomach. Zhang Qing shook his hand and said, "Get out." As soon as the words fell, the man fell heavily on the ground.

"Good, good." It's good to drink.

At this time, the people on the street have gathered around and shouted well with Shi Qian.

"Go." Zhang Qing thought that it was better to leave this place as soon as possible. Although he didn't know who the other party was, they were all outsiders, and they were less likely to cause trouble.

"You two stay." A man stood out in the crowd, about 40 years old. His robe was slender with a belt, his sleeves were longer than his hands, and his cuffs were inlaid with colorful brocade. His hands were in his sleeves and he arched to Zhang Qing and Shi Qian and said, "Two gentlemen, please stay."

Zhang Qing looked at this person alertly, but the person who came smiled: "You two don't look like locals. They look extraordinary. My master loves to make friends with capable people. If you don't mind, please sit upstairs."

"I'm sorry, we have something to do." Zhang Qing said politely, pulling Shi Qian to continue to go.

"Rem. Recently, some Song officers and soldiers came to Xiping County. It seems that some bigwigs came here. The two of them beat people on the street. If they return to the government, I'm afraid they will find some trouble for the master. Don't worry, my master just asked you to go up and talk, but if anyone wants to find trouble with you, they will naturally help them deal with it." The middle-aged man still said with a smile.

Zhang Qing looked back. The beaten one rolled on the ground with his stomach covered. In the distance, there was an trolling servant in the city looking this way. He looked at five or six big men with hands around him. He stared at the two people coldly on his face. It seemed that they were in the same group. I'm afraid it was not so easy to leave now.

"Go and go, aren't you afraid you won't?" Shi Qian looked up and said.

"That's it. You two come with me." With that, the middle-aged man led the way in front of him, took the two people to the restaurant, and went up the stairs. Zhang Qing and Shi Qian and Yu Guang saw the big men following behind them upstairs.

The middle-aged man who led the way opened a door, in which there were seven or eight men and women sitting in front of a big table, and there were two prostitutes in front of the building.

Isn't this what I just saw on the street? Look at the man sitting there. He is thirty-three or four years old. He is wearing Hu people's clothes, especially the top-quality brocade robe worn by rich people even in Hu clothes, but he wears a soft-winged head of Han people, and his ears are also inserted between his temples. There are many flowers, but the flower is a real flower, but it looks much inferior to the glazed flowers on Shi Qian's head, and his mix and match of Hu Han looks nondescript.

"Young King, I brought it to you."

Young king, the young king should be the prince's son who can be called the young king. There is only one prince in Tibet, that is, Dong Yan. Is this person Ali Gu?

Shi Qian and Zhang Qing didn't recognize Ali's bones, but when they saw the person in front of them, they couldn't help doubting the taste of the king. This man was not only dressed strangely, but also the face of the man and mouse was really unpleasant, and his behavior was even more unruly. He scratched on the woman beside him with one hand, and the other hand picked up the wine glass in front of him and squeezed it. He took a sip of wine and sip his lips: "Who are you two? What are you doing here?"

The hero did not suffer the immediate loss. Zhang Qing said calmly, "We are going through this place. Duomeng, the official, is very grateful. We still have something to do, so we will say goodbye."

While talking, the two wanted to leave, and the five big men behind them blocked the door tightly.

"Gaga." The mash-up man burst into a male duck-like laughter, "It's easy to leave. Let the boy leave the flowers behind. In addition, if you hurt my person, it's okay to pay some medical expenses."

"Young king's righteousness."

"The assassin is really easy to talk to."

There are still a few people on the table, flattering and saying.

"It's just a flower. What's the big deal? It doesn't matter if I give you the flowers if you like it, but this flower is given to me by my master. In case the master asks me, I have to know who to give it." Shi Qian said with anger.

"Ha ha, okay, Wang's subordinates are quite tidiomed," the mash-up man seemed to say to himself.

"The king's subordinates." A person opposite asked in surprise.

"Yes, next to the king, next to the south king of the Song Dynasty, I met once in Yongzhou in those years."

"How did the young king know that they were the king's subordinates?"

"What are you doing here next to the king?"

The mash-up man pushed away the woman beside him: "Well, who knows what he is doing here. If Zamp hadn't not seen me now, I would have asked Zamp to order to leave the head of the king and drive them away."

Zhang Qing and Shi Qian listened strangely. The prince said that he was a sworn brother with Ali Bone. Why did he suddenly turn against each other?

"Ali Gu, my prince came to see you specially. What's wrong with your attitude?" Shi Qian asked angrily.

"Ali bone, you think the young king is Ali bone, hahaha, that bastard will deal with him when I clean up the king's side. Come on, take these two guys for me. They don't want their heads, but don't break that flower. Such a good flower can only be worn by me."

It turned out that he was not Aligu. Fortunately, he was not. Zhang Qing and Shi Qian were relieved. Several big men surrounded him. Zhang Qing fought with them while protecting Shi Qian and wanted to go out, but these people were not bad, not to mention that they were already ready. Now Zhang Qing obviously felt a little Lose.

Since they can't rush out, they can find a way. The two of them use their eyes to know each other, but instead rush to the corridor.

Several big men didn't care that Zhang Qing went to catch Shi Qian directly. Unexpectedly, one person grabbed Shi Qian's clothes. Zhang Qing had already jumped downstairs. As soon as he looked back, he saw that Shi Qian did not follow him. This was troublesome. Seeing the mess upstairs, he heard Shi Qian shouting, "Brother, hurry up and go. I'll find a way."

Zhang Qing thought that bullying wants flowers, and it is unnecessary to move his life. Besides, it is not so easy to be caught. Anyway, go back and report a letter first.