Raised an ugly man [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 8

While the two were talking and laughing, they walked to the front of the Shengju building unknowingly, and Xiaoer was calling them to come in.And Yi Ziqian's greed had long been aroused by the chili smell from the back kitchen.

He said to Ah Qing: "I happen to be a little hungry, why don't I go in and have dinner before going back."

The two stepped into Shengju Building, the restaurant was overcrowded, Xiao Er led them to a remote empty seat, Xiao Er gave them the food list, Yi Ziqian stared at the dishes with spicy characters, ready to move.

But for the sake of the sick man's body, he let out a long sigh, and left the choice of dishes to Ah Qing, saying: "Ah Qing, you can order, I can't make up my mind."

Ah Qing looked at the dishes, thinking that Mr. Xiao Lang is weak, so he still prefers light dishes, so he ordered a few vegetarian dishes from Xiao Er.

Yi Ziqian was disappointed when he heard that, he hesitated and said, "Ah Qing, I have a good appetite recently, I can order some spicy dishes."

Ah Qing glanced at Xiao Langjun, and found that his eyes were fixed on the names of those spicy dishes, she secretly smiled, and said: "The last dish is spicy and vinegar kidney."

Xiaoeryi took the food list and said, "Okay, please sit down and have some tea, the food will be here soon."

Seeing that there was finally a dish that he liked, Yi Ziqian felt relieved for a moment, and didn't feel that the visit to Shengjulou was in vain.

Ah Qing said: "It turns out that Mr. Xiao Lang likes spicy food."

Yi Ziqian said: "I'm tired of eating bland tastes in Fuchu. For a change of taste, a few plates of spicy dishes will satisfy my appetite."

Ah Qing said: "It's okay to change the taste, but Mr. Xiaolang is not in good health, so don't eat too much."

After hearing this, Yi Ziqian couldn't help remembering the embarrassment of fainting from eating spicy food in Shengju Building last time, thinking about Ah Qing and Gu Lin's advice, subconsciously assured him: "I will definitely eat according to my discretion, by the way, You can't tell a third person about coming to Shengju Building with me today."

Ah Qing saw that he lowered his voice and ate a chili and made it mysterious, which was a bit funny and naive, and said with a light smile: "Don't worry, sir."

The two waited for the food to be served, Ah Qing poured a cup of tea for Lang Jun and herself, raised the teacup and sipped it lightly, looking around, Min Jue found that there were several tables of guests in this restaurant, something was not quite right.

Minzhou is a fairly affluent small place, and it is not a traffic jam. Most of the locals are simple and honest.

But when he looked at the guests at those tables, he had a fierce look on his face, and they all looked dusty. There was a sword pinned to his waist, and there was a smell of blood licking from the tip of the knife.

If his guess is correct, these people are probably people from the world, and these tables are far away from each other, so they should be strangers to each other.But they looked at each other silently, as if they came for the same goal.

Ah Qing observes minutely, but also knows how to hide this kind of probing gaze, and the gangsters didn't notice it at all.

The waiter brought four plates of dishes and presented them one by one, including asparagus shoots and bracken, kidneys in spicy vinegar paste, cucumber in sauce, and stewed pheasant soup in a pot.

Yi Ziqian added two bowls of pheasant soup in a porcelain bowl. The pheasant soup was sprinkled with chopped green onion and goji berry, which whetted the appetite just looking at it, and put a bowl in front of Ah Qing.

Ah Qing said, "I'll do the cloth dishes."

Yi Ziqian said: "The two of us are alone, so you don't need to pay attention to these things. Seeing that you speak well, you must have suffered so much to fall to this point. Being a servant here with me really wronged you."

Ah Qing was silent for a while, then said: "I'm just an ordinary person, I just studied in a private school for a few days."

Seeing that he didn't want to mention the past, Yi Ziqian thoughtfully put aside the subject and said, "Drink the soup, the milky white soup is definitely good."

At this moment, a group of people walked into the restaurant. They were all dressed in black robes and hoods, with tiger patterns tattooed on their chests. They were all tall and burly, menacing.

The leading man, with his hood off, has a pair of thick eyebrows and sharp eyes, and looks vicious, he is not easy to get along with.

Although Xiao Er was a little intimidated by their aura, he still bit the bullet to greet them, forced a smile and said: "Guest officers, the lobby on the first floor is full, why not go to the second floor to sit."

The leading man said harshly: "Then go to the second floor."

Ah Qing Tan's group of people, with long tasseled sabers on their waists, is probably also from the Jianghu. As soon as this group of people came in, the few scattered Jianghu people glanced at them and immediately turned their heads away, as if they were very disrespectful to them. for fear.

Ah Qing didn't know much about Jianghu, so she couldn't tell what sect they were.

A group of people walked to the second floor in a mighty manner. The man was holding on to the railing, and suddenly he noticed something keenly. He looked at Ah Qing and happened to meet Ah Qing Tan's eyes. .

Yi Ziqian didn't realize it, he scooped up the hot soup with a spoon and blew, took a sip, raised his eyes and saw that Ah Qing didn't move, and asked strangely: "Ah Qing, why don't you drink it?"

The man's eyes were like eagles, staring straight at Ah Qing. Naturally, Ah Qing was not afraid and stared at him.

Only then did Yi Ziqian realize something was different, seeing a strange man approaching, who was as strong as a cow, and he was coming in a bad way.

The man unloaded the sword, put it on the table with a "pound", and said to Ah Qing in a vicious voice, "Boy, if you take another look, I will use this sword to dig out your one eye."

After hearing this, Yi Ziqian frowned and said, "You good man, we are strangers to you, we have nothing to do with you, why bother to threaten you."

Then the man turned his head and looked at Yi Ziqian, with a look of amazement on his face, and greasy said: "It turns out that there is a little beauty sitting next to her, and the beauty takes good care of your servants, don't let him look around and mess with you." The one who should be messed with."

Hearing his obscene words, Ah Qing looked at the man coldly, and said, "Shut your dirty mouth."

The man said angrily: "You are looking for death." Picking up the sword, the sword came out of its sheath, and slashed at Ah Qing. Ah Qing stood up, kicked up the stool to block the sword's edge, and moved to the side, catching the tiger and the dragon with one move, The man strikes.

The man's skill is also good, he reacted, blocked it with his sword, and took a step back.

The people eating around saw them fighting, and they all retreated a few meters away.

The waiters and the boss watched eagerly, not daring to persuade them not to smash up the restaurant.

Seeing that he couldn't do anything about Ah Qing for a while, the man could only call his little brother and said, "Why the hell are you standing there, come and deal with him together."

Yi Ziqian retreated to the side, seeing that they were going to attack in groups, Ah Qing was at a disadvantage and worried secretly.He wanted to stop him, but he was afraid that he didn't know how to fight. Before he could help Ah Qing, he would bleed to death if he was blown by the sword wind.

Five people surrounded them with weapons, Ah Qing stood in the center, tall and straight, there was no fear in his eyes, but a hint of excitement.

The three people on the left looked at each other and stabbed at Ah Qing, Ah Qing raised the octagonal fairy table to block it, the man and another younger brother, seeing his back facing them, took advantage of his unpreparedness and attacked him with their swords.

Aqing noticed the movement behind him, and kicked the three people in front of him with the table, and the three fell to the ground with an ouch.Ah Qing made a step to fight against the gang, and walked around to avoid the sword.

The sharp-eyed man seemed careless, but he was thoughtful. Knowing that he could avoid the two swords, he just pretended to turn his wrist, and the sword turned around, and slashed towards Ah Qing's face.

Ah Qing saw the white blade rushing towards his eyes, suddenly the image of hanging gourd appeared in his mind, the enemy soldier from Diaolou held a torch and scalded his face, his mind went blank, and he closed his eyes subconsciously.

Yi Ziqian didn't expect Ah Qing to stay where he was, allowing the man to stab him.

Seeing that the knife edged towards Ah Qing's throat, he didn't care so much, he rushed forward and hugged his waist, Ah Qing was bumped by him and staggered backwards, and sat on the ground, the blade slid across his hair, cutting off a bunch of hair. Dark hair, scratching his forehead.

The scorched skin and flesh that were expected did not appear. He opened his eyes and saw Mr. Xiao Lang worried, and asked, "Ah Qing, are you alright?"

Wipe it on the head, blood in one hand, and strands of black hair, and then look at the provocative man, blood dripping down the blade.

The man looked at Ah Qing's whole face, and couldn't help showing a bit of panic.

The others were shocked when they saw it, and said brokenly: "Oh my God, this person's face is burned so badly."

"It's really unappetizing."

He saw and heard one by one, and what he said was ugly and disgusting, and what he saw was horror and disgust.

He lowered his head, just wanting to bury his face in the dark.

Yi Ziqian saw that he lowered his head and looked wrong, so he called him a few times.

Hearing Mr. Xiaolang's soft voice calling him, Ah Qing raised his head again, and saw Mr. Xiaolang's eyes were clear, with a little worry on his brow, staring at him.

He murmured: "Lang Jun..."

Seeing that Ah Qing was knocked to the ground by himself, the man taunted triumphantly: "I don't know what a few catties and a few taels are. How dare you fight with me." Looking at the beautiful Yi Ziqian again, his heart itched unbearably , The obscenity said: "Little beauty, I care so much about you, an ugly servant, don't care about his life and death, why don't you go happily with grandpa."

After saying that, he bent down and reached out to touch Yi Ziqian.

Ah Qing's eyes froze, she wanted to stand up and protect Yi Ziqian.

Suddenly, Yi Ziqian didn't know where the strength came from, and he swung the man away with a flick of his sleeve, and said sharply, "Try if you dare to touch me."

Everyone was intimidated by Yi Ziqian, who thought he was a gentle and weak person, but he had such aura.

The man who wanted to be contemptuous of Yi Ziqian was also stunned for a long time, and then he said angrily, "Don't take it easy."

Yi Ziqian is a modern person, no matter how docile and harmless he looks on the outside, with his own temper, he is not afraid of trouble.What's more, this man first attacked and hurt Ah Qing, and now he insulted him with words, he couldn't bear such things.

He turned around, looked confidently at the man who was a few heads taller than him, squinted his eyes with deterrence, and said word by word: "I say you, how dare you touch me without knowing my identity? "

The man was really intimidated by him, took a step back, felt ashamed of his reaction, and cursed loudly: "I don't care who you are?" He lost half his confidence.

Yi Ziqian snorted, and said, "My uncle is a scholar of Song Cheng, who is the imperial censor."

When everyone heard the name, they discussed one after another: "This young master is actually the nephew of the supervisor."

Even if that man is a Jiang Hu person, he will not know the officials of the court. He hesitated for a long time, but he didn't want to lose face in front of everyone, and said: "You have nothing to prove, why should I trust you?"

Yi Ziqian said calmly, "Uncle's hometown is in Minzhou, and he just came to visit relatives these few days, so how about asking someone to call him over?"

How dare a man collude with court officials? There are always some dirty blood under the hands of people in the Jianghu.