Chapter 172 What should I do

if Master Yan stabbed me to death Baby Ruoxi watched this scene, and then she sighed softly.

"It seems that Sister Dongju is going to be angry. These little beggars have already developed a slave mentality in their bones. It is difficult to educate them well."

"This Beiling, it seems that it will not work unless the dynasty is overthrown."

Xiao Yin looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes swept over the group of people who stuck their heads out of the wine house, and then glanced at the indifferent people around him, and he also sighed softly.

"Dongju, let's go, don't worry about them." Xiao Yin said.

"...Yes!" Dongju naturally had to listen to her master.

She turned her head and saw a big child picking up the chicken leg bone, and then stuffed it into his mouth with big mouthfuls.

After a while, blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, but the child had a satisfied expression.

Dongju held a breath in her chest and couldn't spit it out.

"Hey, there are bones here, do you want it?!" In the restaurant, a young man had a piece of bone on the chopsticks in his hand.

"Yes, yes, Master Yan, throw it out quickly!"

"Master, throw it out quickly!"

The young men turned their heads, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

"Who is this?" Xiaoyue frowned and asked.

"This should be the eldest son of the current Minister of Personnel. He is usually a playboy. No one dares to mess with him in the capital." Yuan Hui said on the side.

Yuan Hui had studied the affairs of Beiling Capital before coming, including this Master Yan. He appeared too often on the streets. If you ask around, you will find all his stories.

"The eldest son of the Minister of Personnel, Yan Zhong, is good at eating, drinking and having fun. He usually bullies men and women and does all kinds of evil, but the emperor has always tolerated him." Zhao Hong said on the side.

Zhao Hong was only ten years old. Because of his illness, he looked shorter. Even his voice was still that of a child. However, when he spoke, his calmness was comparable to that of a wise adult.

"Stop!" Xiao Yue couldn't help it.

At this moment, Yan Zhong also looked up. How could he not pay more attention to such a beautiful woman and not be moved.

So, he leaned out a little.

"Annoying!"

When baby Ruoxi saw the man, she frowned: such a person made the baby very unhappy.

So, she stretched out her little hand, moved it slightly, and pinched it.

"Pah!"

Yan Zhong fell out of the window, his head hitting the ground, and he was motionless.

"Master Yan, Master Yan!" In the restaurant, several young people who had dinner with Yan Zhong ran out in a hurry, shouting. They ran to Yan Zhong, turned him over, and shrank back immediately in fear.

"Ah!" The man who first held Yan Zhong threw him to the ground, shouting in panic: "Dead, dead, Yan Zhong is dead!"

Yan Zhong was dead. He was holding a piece of bone at the time. As a result, the chopsticks happened to pierce his mouth.

"It was them, that girl who killed Master Yan." Suddenly, someone pointed at Dong Ju and shouted.

"What?" Dong Ju raised her hand and pointed at her face: "You said it was me? Which eye did you see it was me?"

"Everyone on the street saw it." The young man pointed at the people around him and said, "If you don't believe it, ask them. Who dares to testify for you?"

The people around him took a big step back.

Xiao Yin turned his head to look at this scene and sighed deeply.

He patted Xiao Xi'er, walked forward slowly, and said: "Is this the atmosphere of Beiling Kingdom? This is the first time I've seen it, it's really ridiculous."

"Where are you from? Are you from Wei? Our Beiling capital has been blockaded to Wei recently. If you dare to come, you will be killed without mercy!" The young man roared.

"Kill without mercy?" Yuan Hui was furious. He stepped forward and shouted loudly, his eyes wide open: "Who gave you the power to be so arrogant on the street?"

"Humph, do you know who I am?" The young man scolded. "

Who do I care who you are? You guys are a bunch of dogs, you treat people as if they are not human beings, you are worse than pigs and dogs!" Yuan Hui shouted angrily.

"Come on, they are from Wei, take them all down for me!" The young man roared.

"This is Mr. Qu, the third son of the current Minister of War, Mr. Qu." Zhao Hong continued.

"Mr. Qu?" Xiao Yue turned her head and looked at Zhao Hong. She looked at Zhao Hong curiously, and then looked at the arrogant young man.

"Oh, young lady, do you know me?" Mr. Qu stepped forward and said with a smile: "This should be your guard. He is so rude. I don't care about him as long as you are willing to have a drink with me!"

Many guards surrounded him. This is the son of the Minister of War. The guards of the imperial city appeared when they heard his call.

"I'm afraid you can't afford me!" Xiao Yue said, and kicked Mr. Qu.

"Bang!" The body of Mr. Qu San was kicked and flew far back, and he directly hit the wall of the building behind him, almost knocking down the wall.

"Come on, come on!" Mr. Qu San shouted, spitting blood as he shouted.

All around, the patrolling officers and soldiers, as well as the men brought by Mr. Qu San, rushed towards Xiao Yue and others.

The battle was quickly resolved because Bai Yu also came up.

After a few moves, those people were lying on the ground.

"You, who are you?" Mr. Qu San covered his chest and pointed at Xiao Yue and said, "Humph, just wait for me, I'll let someone send you to the west."

After that, Mr. Qu San endured the severe pain and ran away quickly.

"Ouch, what should I do? This Master Yan, his mother is from the Tatar tribe of Mobei, and he has been very popular in the imperial city recently! "The owner of the wine shop ran out and sat down on the ground in fear. He looked up at Xiao Yin and Xiao Yue, and a sense of intimidation made him know that the person who came here must be extraordinary.

After all, as a wine shop owner, they have seen all kinds of people, and they can tell at a glance whether the guests coming from all over the country are rich or not.

Although these people looked unfamiliar and were definitely not from Beiling, the shopkeeper could sense that they might be of great importance.

Therefore, in order to protect himself, the shopkeeper could only get himself out first.

"Why, Beiling, such a great dynasty, is actually preparing to join forces with the Tatars? Are the Tatars no longer a vassal state, but are they going to become the master?" Xiao Yue asked coldly. "

Hey, my lords, you see, this person is dead, we have to go to the government office to give an explanation, otherwise, I can't afford to offend such a noble master here!" The shopkeeper begged for mercy.

"Oh, this shopkeeper has a bright future!"

"However, has the capital of Beiling reached some kind of agreement with the Tatars so quickly?"