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Text Chapter 285: Integrity (Friday)

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    Yue Ziran knew Wanyankang well, so after hearing the little man's words of embarrassment for him in front of the Niujiacun wine shop, he immediately understood that Wanyankang had hidden Wanyan Honglie in the secret room.  At the moment, Yue Ziran didn't say anything. He just called the waiter and asked about the "results" of the little man's troubles in the inn these days.  "Take out all the valuable things you have." Yue Ziran said nonchalantly: "When you look for trouble in the future, look at the right place. This inn is owned by me. Even if Genghis Khan comes to cause trouble, I will make him lose a few teeth.  " The little man disagreed in his heart. He had seen Genghis Khan's power before. He could kill an entire city with just one word. How could he, a small leader of the Beggar Clan, be able to compare with him?  But the little man didn't dare to show it. With the opponent's skill just now, it was easy to kill him.  The little man hurriedly took out his money bag.  Yue Ziran weighed it up, felt a little dissatisfied, and said, "That's it?" The little man tried to save his face in front of his subordinates and said, "This is all, Leader Yue, don't embarrass others too much." Yue Ziran ignored him and ordered.  The waiter said: "Go and search these Mongolian soldiers." The waiter had suffered enough from the bad temper these days, and with Yue Ziran's support, he immediately agreed happily.  The Mongolian soldiers are tough, but not as smooth as the little man. Before, he was still looking down on the little man, thinking that the Han people were all weaklings.  If the little man hadn't stopped them, they would have rushed to find Yue Ziran and cause trouble.  At this time, seeing that the waiter dared to come over to search him, the Mongolian soldier who was approaching him immediately stopped complying.  He drew out the scimitar from his waist and struck straight at the waiter.  "Aye." The waiter was startled and spoke his hometown dialect smoothly.  Seeing that Xiao Er was killed by the Mongols.  Amidst the lightning and flint, there was a sound of gold and iron, but it was the other two Mongolian soldiers who saw Yue Ziran taking action, and they also took action in unison.  It¡¯s just that the gap between them is too big. After three moves and two moves, their scimitars were thrown to the ground, and blood poured out of the hands holding the swords.  But it was Yue Ziran who cut off their tendons with incomparable accuracy.  The other Mongolian soldiers who were about to make a move suddenly calmed down. Yue Ziran raised his eyebrows and asked them: "Who still wants to take action?" However, those Mongolian soldiers could not understand Chinese, and Yue Ziran was embarrassed.  "You translate." Yue Ziran hit the little man on the head with the back of his sword.  He was surprised to find: "Hey, with your height, it's really difficult for you to hang out in front of these tall and powerful soldiers." The little man was about to cry, thinking that he wouldn't expose someone's shortcomings like this, but he was under the eaves.  I have to bow my head.  He turned around and muttered to the Mongolian soldiers, conveying Yue Ziran's intention.  I don¡¯t know whether being invincible cultivated the stubborn pride of the Mongolian soldiers, or it was due to their tough temperament. Several Mongolian soldiers looked at each other for a few times and did not surrender. Instead, they all attacked Yue Ziran with their swords as if they had agreed.  Come.  With several times the number of Mongolian soldiers, Yue Ziran may not be able to cope with it, but a mere five Mongolian soldiers can still cope with it easily.  Like the previous three Mongolian soldiers, the hand tendons of these five Mongolian soldiers were also severed.  Scimitars and blood fell to the ground.  These Mongolian soldiers obviously knew that they were no match for Yue Ziran, but they still chose to resist because their pride would never allow them to surrender without a fight.  "Have backbone." Yue Ziran praised, sighing in his heart. The rise of every nation has a kind of pride that is not afraid of death, but this pride is often corroded by arrogance and extravagance, and then the nation falls into decline.  "That's all." Yue Ziran waved his hand and said, "I won't embarrass you anymore. Let's go." The little man immediately said a few words to the Mongolian soldiers in Mongolian, and stepped forward to tap acupoints to stop their injuries.  He left the inn dejectedly.  "What's the use of being good at martial arts? You've lost your backbone as a human being." Yue Ziran looked at the little man's back and shook his head, then smiled bitterly and thought: "After all, in this world, villains are more successful, and heroes are more lonely.  , Everyone has their own pursuits." "Thinking about a lot of messy things, after a while, Yue Ziran ordered the waiter and waiter to clean up the blood stains in the store, and turned to go back to the backyard, when he saw Mu Nianci coming out.  "Not resting?" Yue Ziran asked. Although they rested at a post station outside the city last night, people are always tired after traveling for days.  Mu Nianci shook his head and said, "I'll go back to Niujia Village to have a look." He was in a hurry in the morning and didn't have time to eat. Yue Ziran looked at the sky and said, "I'll accompany you and eat something on the way." Mu Nianci  Ci agreed.  So Yue Ziran asked the waiter to ask the inn's cook, Uncle Gen, to make some food for Huang Rong and others to take in. After that, he took a jar of good wine from the counter and accompanied Mu Xi.Ci went out together.  It goes without saying that the city of Hangzhou is prosperous. The streets are lined with wine shops, teahouses, and tile houses. There are also many storytellers, singers, and entertainers on the street.  When he saw a monkey playing, Yue Ziran couldn't help but think of the alcoholic monkey he bought.  "Hey." Yue Ziran sighed in annoyance. The monkey he bought was originally intended to be trained so that the alcoholic monkey could brew some monkey wine and enjoy it together.  Who knew that Huang Rong was injured later? He only focused on treating the little Lolita's injuries and forgot about the monkey for a while.  Later, when the girl Lei was sent to her brother's place in Jueqing Valley, she was abducted by him.  "What's wrong?" Mu Nianci looked at him in surprise.  "My monkey." Yue Ziran said annoyed.  Mu Nianci understood immediately and burst into laughter, thinking that this person was really interesting, and he immediately became childish when it came to wine and other things.  There are some vendors walking around the streets, shouting unique shouts at the top of their lungs.  Their accents are not limited to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, but also from the north. Mainly because the war in the north caused a large number of northerners to move south, so there was a cultural fusion between the north and the south in Hangzhou.  A seller of bead flowers walked by. Yue Ziran saw that the bead flowers on it were so beautiful that he couldn't help but pick out a white bead flower for Huang Rong, a pink bead flower for Luo Chuan, and a pink bead flower for Xie Ran and Xie Ran.  Luyi and others each picked a few.  Hearing that Yue Ziran was going to give the pink color to Luo Chuan, Mu Nianci smiled and said: "Trick Sister Luo, this pink color will definitely make her beat you up." Yue Ziran was proud and said: "She is the one now.  What does it mean to look like a girl and dress up in an old-fashioned way?" After that, he called Mu Nianci and inserted a green beaded flower into her hair, which was tied with a split silk rope and bent into a bun.  Mu Nianci silently accepted it, but when he raised his head, he found that Yue Ziran had floated to the fish soup stall not far away.  Although the fish soup at this stall is not as good as Song Wusao's fish soup, it is still about as good as the fish soup, so Yue Ziran has a deep memory of it.  The two of them finished eating leisurely, and then left Lin'an Mansion and headed towards Niujia Village.  (To be continued) ps: Thank you for your support. In addition, the Huashan sect really doesn¡¯t want to explain it. It is just a foreshadowing. There are many unofficial histories: Chen Tuan¡¯s ancestor outsmarted Zhao Kuangyin, and Song Taizu lost to Huashan in three games.  The story, folks.  In addition, thank you all for your support. I have just recovered from illness and will have two more updates soon.
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