Chapter 186 Listening to the Wind and Rain in a Small Building

It was not even noon yet, but the Yuelai Inn was already full.

However, the atmosphere in the inn was not really lively...

The muscular and strong men sat in groups of three or two, or alone at a table. They were willing to order dishes, and the only seven or eight meat dishes in the inn were served to each table. However, they did not chat or talk much, but just drank and ate slowly, making the atmosphere in the front hall frighteningly cold.

In addition, the swords and knives lying across the dining table made people feel even more depressed...

The neighbors who used to come to the inn to take care of business did not dare to come to the door after seeing this scene.

The waiters in the inn were also trembling with fear. They did not dare to shout in the hall or walk hard, for fear of disturbing these masters and getting a knife in the head.

In the whole inn, only Zhao Miao behind the counter was relatively calm. While welcoming guests and keeping accounts, he could secretly stuff some snacks sent by the Embroidered Uniform Guards into his mouth, and then turn his head to chew and swallow like a little squirrel.

In her eyes, everything about this inn was good.

There were not so many etiquettes in the palace, and no one often warned her with a stern face in her ear, "You have to do this and that", "You have to please so and so", and she didn't have to worry about doing something wrong or offending someone every day...

It is said that the nobles of the royal family are born with wealth and prosperity, and have no worries about food and clothing.

But how deep the water in the palace is, how suffocating it is, only the people in the palace know.

The most ruthless is the imperial family!

She has grown up, and this is the first time she feels what human warmth and worry-free are... Even the air in the inn, she feels particularly sweet!

The only bad thing is that the food, housing and clothes are worse...

If that black-faced god Yang Erlang doesn't come back, it would be even better!

When she saw that face, her heart was in a panic, and her mind came up with the eunuchs in the palace saying how he killed people without blinking an eye, and how he killed the princes like killing chickens!

Killing the princes with power and fiefdoms is like killing chickens, killing her, a powerless, pitiful, weak and edible little princess, isn't it even worse than a chicken?

When she thought of this, she couldn't help but shudder, and quickly stuffed two more pieces of osmanthus cake into her mouth to calm down.

"What are you eating?"

A gentle voice with a hint of laughter suddenly sounded in her ears: "Let me taste it?"

Zhao Miao's body froze, and she turned her head slowly with her cheeks puffed up in disbelief, and saw a hideous face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Her mouth drooped, and she almost cried out...

Yang Ge's evil smile became more intense: "Cry, you have to work even if you cry!"

Zhao Miao covered her mouth with her backhand, with mist rising from her eyes, while trying to hold up her neck to swallow the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in her mouth, choking her face and rolling her eyes.

"Hahaha..."

Seeing this, Yang Ge laughed as if no one was around, and the bad breath in his heart finally eased a little. He thought about raising this little princess like a kitten or a puppy, which would not be so disgusting.

Hearing his laughter, the Jianghu people in the front hall all turned their heads to look at him, their eyes were filled with both horror and enthusiasm. Many people couldn't help but stand up, wanting to say something, but they felt uneasy...

Yang Ge turned his head to look at them, trying to show a kind smile, and stretched out his hand to press: "Why are you all standing up? Keep eating. Is it because the small size of the food is not to your liking?"

"It's to your liking, it's to your liking!"

"It's delicious, delicious!"

"I dare not bother you to entertain me, I dare not bother you to entertain me..."

The Jianghu people smiled awkwardly and sat back in their chairs stiffly. Contrary to their previous slow chewing posture, they picked up a bowl of white rice and shoveled it into their mouths.

The Jianghu people who could find Yuelai Inn at this time were mostly Jianghu masters with some status and well-informed information.

Of course, they came to the inn to see Yang Erlang, the "Xiansheng Zhenjun" who was feared in the south, north and parts of the southwest, and who was recently rumored to have single-handedly trampled on Japan and slaughtered hundreds of thousands of Japanese pirates.

But they obviously overestimated their courage.

When they really met, they found that they were not much better than the dragon-loving Ye Gong...

Zhang Erniu, who was busy in the kitchen, was led to the front hall by Yang Ge's laughter. When he saw him, a smile of surprise and joy appeared on his face.

He walked up to him quickly and pushed Yang Ge out: "Why are you making trouble? Go back and rest. We can take care of the inn..."

Yang Ge smiled and held him down, pulled off the apron around his waist and tied it around his own waist: "I have to work to make a living, you can do your own things, I will take care of the front hall."

Zhang Erniu hesitated and didn't know what to do: "This..."

Yang Ge pushed him: "It's okay, Yang Erlang is my sworn brother, you heroes will definitely not embarrass me... Don't you agree?"

He looked at the Jianghu guests in the front hall who were secretly looking at him.

The Jianghu people woke up from their dream and nodded in unison:

"That's right!"

"Whoever dares to mess with the inn is messing with us Shandong Five Ghosts!"

"Yes, yes, whoever wants to make trouble for Yuelai Inn is going to make trouble for our Huainan Golden Sword Sect!"

"I, Zuo Yu of the Righteous Alliance, have put my words here. Whoever dares to harm Yuelai Inn, I, the Righteous Alliance, will never let him go, no matter where he goes..."

Yang Ge said silently, "Ha!", turned around and spread his hands to the stunned Zhang Erniu: "See, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Zhang Erniu scratched his head, always feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.

Yang Ge pushed him to the backyard: "Okay, don't think about it, just go and get busy."

Zhang Erniu said "Hey", scratched his head and walked quickly to the backyard: "What is wrong?" ’

Yang Ge clapped his hands and looked at the brothers who just called themselves "Five Ghosts of Shandong": "Five Ghosts of Shandong?"

The brothers stood up in a hurry, sneered and clasped their hands to Yang Ge: "Call me... I'm kidding you."

Yang Ge shook his head: "You're not funny, let's change the nickname. This nickname is unlucky. I've killed several couples."

The smiles on those brothers' faces froze. It was neither smiling nor not smiling, nor standing still, nor sitting down.

It wasn't until Yang Ge raised his hand to press down that the brothers sat down together as if they were being pardoned, and reached out to secretly wipe the cold sweat on their foreheads.

Yang Ge said calmly: "While everyone is here today, I would like to be disrespectful and ask you to bear witness to me at Yuelai Inn."

"The inn is a place for the tops to stay, not a place for fighting and killing. From now on, no matter what the road is, any friends who enter my Yuelai Inn, please keep your food to yourself. Son, don't use it to scare people. No matter how big your grudges are, please go out of the city and find a secluded place to resolve them. Don't ruin the business of our inn, and don't disrupt the peaceful lives of the neighbors in Luting. "

"All the staff at Yuelai Inn, including me, are happy to wash dishes, wipe tables, and clean rooms for guests, but we are neither obligated nor willing to wipe away anyone's blood and collect their bodies."

"Everyone can understand this, right?"

The charlatans in the inn all responded in unison: "I understand, I understand."

"What the second brother said makes sense, we Shandong Five Heroes will take the lead in abiding by the rules of the second brother."

"That's right, an inn is just a place to eat and sleep. If there are no rules, no one will feel safe staying there..."

"Whoever dares to take action at Yuelai Inn in the future will be an enemy of our Righteous Alliance!"

Yang Ge pressed his hands together: "As long as everyone agrees to the trumpet's request... Okay, everyone, let's eat in peace, everyone should be happy about such a happy thing as eating. If you drink, make fists, Erniu, Each table will get a plate of braised pork head, and I’ll keep the account!”

He shouted loudly, and Zhang Erniu in the backyard echoed loudly: "Okay, one plate of pork head for each table!"

All the guests in the hall raised their hands and said, "Thank you, second brother."

Yang Ge smiled and waved his hands, turned around and walked out of the inn door. He straightened his waist and greeted the pedestrians who were walking and looking around with a smile on his face: "Sir, would you like to have a sharp tip? The small braised pork head pork Lu Ting is a must-have." , the price is not expensive and the portion is sufficient!”

"Are there any seats left?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

Yang Ge led the passers-by inside. Upon seeing this, the guests in the front hall put away the swords on the table with lightning speed, chatting and punching lively.

Yang Ge found a table with only one Jianghu guest sitting at it, picked up a rag and wiped the table and chairs skillfully: "Sir, please take a seat... Erniu, serve tea!"

Zhang Erniu from the backyard came out quickly with a pot of hot tea: "Come on, sir, what would you like to eat... The small braised pork head meat at Luting is a must-have. The price is not expensive and the portion is sufficient."

Yang Ge handed the guests to Zhang Erniu and went out to greet the guests.

Zhao Miao, who was standing behind the counter, secretly observed him. Seeing that he was so kind to ordinary customers, he felt confused: This guy looks ordinary. Is killing a feudal king really like killing a chicken?

At this moment, she was not the only one who was confused. The guests in the front hall who secretly looked at Yang Ge felt confused: Is this really the second master who trampled Japanese horses and slaughtered Japanese pirates like mowing grass?

Some people feel disillusioned, and have an inexplicable sense of the desolation of a hero dying and an immortal falling into the mortal world.

Some people feel more and more in awe, muttering to themselves, "If you can take it, you can put it down", "I might as well stay far away" and so on.

Yang Ge doesn't have as many distracting thoughts as they do. He only knows that life is his own, and he should live how he wants to live, but not how others want him to live...

If he couldn't bear even a little bit of fame and passing smoke, he wouldn't be able to become what he is today.

…

While Yang Ge was trying to put his life back on track, two storms from the outside world were converging, one from the south and the other from the north.

A storm, as massive Japanese specialties poured into the markets of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, detonated the shocking news of the seventy-two demon warriors marching across Japan, slaughtering cities and annihilating the country, sweeping across Kyushu from south to north.

In a storm, Yang Erlang came to Beijing alone to fight against the five elders of the imperial horse supervisor without falling behind. The hot news that Yang Erlang had become a peerless master shocked Kyushu from north to south.

The collision of the two storms seemed to set off a thick pillar of light that shot straight into the sky. Millions of martial arts practitioners in the northern and southern martial arts circles looked up at this pillar of light, and they all felt that the mountains were high and beyond reach!

Suddenly, thousands of horses and birds in the vast arena of China were silent.

And beneath this surface of calm, there is a turbulent undercurrent that rises higher than the last.

From the deeds of the seventy-two demon-dampening warriors who traveled far away to Japan and became famous outside the territory, the passionate young warrior saw a path that was different from practicing martial arts just for goods and the emperor's family and becoming famous in the world to dominate the world. On the broad road, countless good men call for friends and rush to the frontiers with swords and swords in their hands, determined to live up to their splendor and splendor when they were young, and live up to their seven-foot-long bodies!

The song "General's Order - Man's Journey" that Yang Ge roared on the top of Mount Fuji in Japan is their blue lotus. When Man's Journey sounded, even if there was only a dog by their side, they would want to ride it to the battlefield...

The last time the Chinese men were so martial and brave and passionate was when the Han Dynasty was at its peak.

There was a shrewd conspirator who smelled an unprecedented opportunity from Yang Erlang's powerful strength over the five elders of the Imperial Horse Administration, but was afraid of Yang Ge's powerful fighting power and loneliness, so he could only use all his strength to save the country in a roundabout way, intending to provoke the relationship between Yang Ge and the court, so that Yang Erlang would become the vanguard of their overthrow of the Zhao Dynasty...

It is rumored that when Yang Erlang went north to Luoyang via Jianghuai, he went to the Guangming Peak of Huangshan to meet the Great Sun Buddha Yang Potian, intending to serve as the guardian of the Holy Fire of the Ming Cult.

There are also rumors that Yang Erlang and the twelve earthly branches of the White Lotus Sect are like brothers, and he intends to take over the position of the East Heavenly King of the White Lotus Sect to join in the great event.

There are also explosive rumors that Quanzhen Feiyun Daojun and Shaolin Xingzhe Divine Monk are dissatisfied with Yang Erlang, believing that he is a man who seeks fame and reputation, stirs up trouble everywhere, and ruins the clear and bright atmosphere of the Shenzhou Jianghu for a hundred years. They also said that the two elders have the intention to go down the mountain together to eliminate demons and defend the way...

These true and false news appeared in the Jianghu at almost the same time.

On the surface, these news seem to have beneficiaries, such as the Ming Cult and the White Lotus Cult.

But anyone who has a certain understanding of Yang Erlang knows that just because these news seem to have beneficiaries, it can prove that these news are not really released by the Ming Cult and the White Lotus Cult.

It is very likely that the news that Yang Erlang went to Huangshan was released by the White Lotus Cult, and the news that Yang Erlang intends to take over the White Lotus Cult was released by the Ming Cult.

Anyway, the main point is to muddy the waters. If there is a date or not, I will hit him first. If I can't get it, no one else can get it...

The court's response is even simpler.

Then send all the rumors in the world to Yuelai Inn for Yang Ge to see, without adding any exaggeration to where these rumors came from or who is stirring up trouble behind the scenes.

The main point is to be honest and harmless.

After Yang Ge boredly read the rumors sent by Fang Ke, as well as the analysis of the masterminds behind these rumors by the Embroidered Uniform Guard and the Western Factory, he responded casually.

The next day, a large couplet with black and white words appeared outside the west gate of Luting County.

The first line: 'Get out! '

The second line: 'Come! '

The horizontal scroll: 'Yang Erlang said it. ’

Anyone with a brain can see that the left book is a response to the rumors about the Mingjiao and the White Lotus Sect, and the right book is a response to the rumors about the Quanzhen Feiyun Daojun and the Shaolin Xingzhe monk.

He knows that dogs will always eat shit, and he also knows that where there are people, there is the Jianghu, but he is too lazy to chase those shameful rats and cut them, and he is determined to remain unchanged in the face of all changes.

There is a saying that goes, "Listen to the wind and rain in a small building, and look at the road of the Jianghu indifferently."

I, Yang Erlang, don't make trouble, but I am never afraid of it!

After he came out to respond, the Jianghu became more lively.