The wine shop is still doing a booming business.
Although many people from the Ding family died, there were also some who did not go to the Ding family for the banquet. They stayed here for a few days and then left.
He also took away a few jars of wine from Taoyuan Wine Shop.
This wine with a unique flavor has gained some fame among the heroes in the martial arts world.
Therefore, knights who come here to learn martial arts will also come here to taste the wine.
The new knights discussed what they saw and heard outside, while the old guests were still talking about the previous tragedy of the Ding family.
"So many people died in the Ding family tragedy, but the number of people coming here remains the same. Aren't these people afraid of death?"
"That was just one accident. Can accidents happen every time? Besides, if we can obtain the secret manual of Mingyuan Pavilion, what does a small danger matter?"
"Such a tragic incident has occurred this time. All the prominent forces in the martial arts world have suffered heavy losses. I'm afraid someone is plotting behind the scenes..."
"No force in the underworld was spared. Could it be... that it was in the capital..."
"Hey—hey, be careful with your words! Even if you're not afraid of death, I am!"
"Hey, you're still afraid of this? I'm not afraid! If you're brave enough, chop off my head!"
"Wine Lady—bring another pot of Spring Drunk!"
“Here I come!”
The wine lady came over quickly with a pot of wine.
…
At this time, Hua Wanchi came to Bamian Teahouse again.
Teahouses are much busier than taverns. After all, alcohol is expensive, but the cheapest tea costs only a few cents a pot.
Many knights who are short of money prefer to choose to drink tea in teahouses.
Hua Wanchi naturally came here to inquire about the news.
"Damn it, why are there more and more people coming?"
"I heard that some distinguished guests are coming!"
"Noble? How noble? Those powerful people in the capital?"
"Not only that—it is said that it is the one in heaven..."
"Hiss...are you serious? What is that person doing here? Tired of governing the country and want to learn martial arts to loosen up his muscles?"
"I'm afraid you haven't been down the mountain for a long time?"
"What? What's going on down the mountain?"
"The drought at the foot of the mountain is bound to affect the harvest, and those people in the capital are having a headache!"
“No wonder…”
…
At this time, a man who looked very noble was smiling elegantly.
"Drought down the mountain? Why haven't I seen it before? Can you two explain this to me?"
Hua Wanchi complained in his heart, the way you look, it's almost written on your face that you are a prince or nobleman from the capital.
The people who were talking tilted their heads and saw this person. Their eyes rolled around and they smiled happily.
"Need I say that? The sun's so strong now, and it hasn't rained in ages. Don't you see the ground along the road is dry? The grass is all dried up! What about the crops?"
"I heard there's a Mr. Wang down the mountain who's quite kind and generous. He's been giving out porridge to every village!"
Hua Wanchi continued to complain in his heart, maybe this is just about saving face?
As for natural disasters, unless they are large-scale and have serious consequences, there are some every year. Obviously, although the people suffer, they are not at the end of their rope.
Every village goes to provide free porridge, isn’t it just for the sake of fame?
However, if the people can really drink white rice porridge, it is actually not impossible to earn this reputation.
At least something practical was done.
The noble-looking man nodded thoughtfully, "The government doesn't care about things like this?"
A few people laughed out loud, "Who cares! In this remote place, it's better to rely on God than on the government!"
"Those officials are lucky enough not to be greedy!"
Hua Wanchi drank tea and listened to the excitement.
Judging from the appearance, these people obviously thought that the person listening in was probably either the emperor or some powerful young man in the capital, and they said these things deliberately, probably wanting the people in the capital to punish those corrupt officials.
There was a sudden commotion in the teahouse. A dart flew from nowhere, aiming directly at the noble man. A tea drinker nearby immediately jumped out and threw a fan to knock the dart away.
In an instant, several people blocked the noble man's body, but the man's expression remained calm and composed.
In an instant, several more people jumped out from the tea drinkers, some holding darts, some holding swords, and some holding whips. They were obviously the various knights in the martial arts world.
When I took a closer look, I saw the symbol of a ghost inside.
Hua Wanchi was a little surprised. What benefit would assassinating those nobles bring to Guiying?
Although they are very skilled in martial arts, they are ultimately under the rule of the imperial court. If they anger the government, it will not be a problem for all these underworld forces to be destroyed.
There was a fight on the field, and the tea drinkers fled, but they didn't run too far. They stood in a corner where they could not be affected and watched the fun.
Most of the people here are from the underworld, and killing people is nothing new to them. They are certainly not afraid of seeing weapons clashing.
The people on the field started fighting, and they all had expressions of watching the fun, looking at this side and then the other side with great interest.
"What are the identities of the two parties involved in this fight?"
"How would I know? But judging from the aura of the person being protected, he looks so noble, I'm afraid he's not from the capital..."
"Are these reckless men desperate for their lives? They dare to assassinate those from the capital?"
"Tsk, what's there to be afraid of? As long as there's money—or a legitimate reason—even the emperor can be assassinated!"
"Aren't you afraid that your superiors will hear you say this..."
"If you heard it, then you heard it! Arrest me if you dare! I'm not afraid of shit!"
While a group of people were watching and discussing the excitement, the noble man's men and the killer on the opposite side had been fighting for several rounds. Their moves were as fast as lightning, and only light and shadows flashed by without anyone being seen. It took a long time before they realized that they were already in another place completely.
Hua Wanchi was dazzled by what she saw.
As expected of a martial arts world, that speed is simply unscientific.
Before they could even make any movement, their figures appeared in another place in an instant. Before they could react, they had already drawn their swords and their killing moves had been blocked by the opponent.
After several rounds of clanging and fighting, blood finally spurted out. After all, the noble man's subordinates had to protect people behind them, so they always had some concerns, while the opponent could ignore them and just kill the target.
Unexpectedly, one of the man's guards was hit by the sword. With a flash of the sword, blood spurted out from his hand, dripping onto the floor like raindrops, forming a pool of blood.
Hua Wanchi admired him very much.
No one knew where the people in the teahouse had gone, and they haven't been seen since.
Hua Wanchi rolled his eyes and shouted, "What are you guys still doing? Protect the emperor!"
Everyone on the field was shocked and rushed over.
"Hey! You shameless little thieves! How dare you assassinate His Majesty the Emperor? You are so audacious! I will kill you!"
As the saying goes, when the base is large, there will always be a few powerful ones among them. Since the tea drinkers here are not afraid of fighting, they are probably all experienced.
Not all masters have joined any sect or faction. They may have simply become apprentices or gained strength through their own efforts.
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