After a bit of noise, a passage opened in the crowd that allowed the three of them to move side by side.

Then, a young man wearing a black fur coat and a fox velvet hat on his head walked in leisurely.

Immediately behind him were four men with thick faces and meaty faces.

And the guy who shouted should be standing beside the young man, the fat young man who was very brightly dressed, and this thing is now opening the way for the young man with a full face, looking arrogant that I am a slave and who I am afraid of.

Li Yuanba was amused when he saw it, this look, this posture, he was a master who ran before and after, and he couldn't fall into a good dog's leg.

After the fat man entered the front, he swept around, and suddenly saw a stone pier not far away, and hurriedly ordered the two men behind him to move the stone pier over and carefully place it behind the young man.

The young man snorted in satisfaction, sat down and crossed Erlang's legs.

The fat man seems to have long been accustomed to the style of youth, with a plump body like a pig, holding his head high, looking at the strong man who is still performing in the field and the soft girl paper who is dressed as a man, and said arrogantly:

"I said Zhao Sanpao, didn't the second young master of our family tell you yesterday, you can't pay the money, hurry up and pack your things for Lao Tzu to roll. Eggs, don't stand in the pit and don't, what's the matter? Why didn't the words of the second young master of our family work? ”

"Three cannons, mountain cannons, this name is really vulgar!" Hearing this name, Li Yuanba couldn't help but have some broken thoughts.

The strong man named Zhao Sanpao, after hearing the fat man's words, a trace of anger flashed on his face, but he still cared about the reason for Song Shiling's order, and forcibly suppressed his anger.

He hugged his fist at the young man sitting on the stone pier, and said angrily:

"Young Master Song, we are all business-owned, thanks to the care of our friends in the township, we can afford to appreciate it, at most, our monthly income is only more than 100 yuan. In addition to paying our monthly taxes to the imperial court, you have asked our brothers to pay you thirty wen a month. This, this is simply killing our brothers! ”

"Humph!" Before the fat man could speak, Young Master Song snorted coldly and said, "In our Tang Dynasty, a bucket of rice is only five yuan, and even if you two eat rice every month, you two will have more than enough to eat rice every month, and you can't get thirty yuan." Could it be that you really think that Young Master Ben eats dry rice? ”

"You ......" Hearing Young Master Song's words, the soft girl suddenly became angry, and her little face was flushed with anger. She was about to step forward to theorize, but the man named Zhao Sanpao was quick-eyed, pulled her, and dragged him directly behind her.

Then, Zhao Sanpao said again: "Young Master Song, thirty is too much, can you see if you can reduce it a little more?" ”

"Phew! I'll treat you thick-skinned pariah! The fat man finally found a chance to watch Xiàn, he jumped out all of a sudden, pointed at Zhao Sanpao's nose, and spat on the stars: "You don't go to inquire, this West City of Chang'an, if it weren't for the eldest young master and the second young master of our family, would it be so prosperous and peaceful?" Believe it or not, if you don't pay the money again, someone will arrest you and send you to prison tomorrow? ”

"There's no royal law yet?" The soft girl couldn't hold back any longer, she struggled to break off her brother's big hand, glared at Young Master Song angrily, and said, "You are robbing and blackmailing, I will go to the government to sue you!" ”

"Sue us?" Young Master Song was slightly stunned when he heard this, and laughed out loud, laughing breathlessly, "You said you were going to the government to sue Young Master Ben?" Then you go and sue it, and see if Lord Yin arrests you or Young Master Ben! ”

Speaking of this, before the soft girl could refute, Young Master Song stood up and said, "Hmph! I, Song Han, are doing a righteous act to protect the merchants and people, how can I blackmail the merchants and people in the city, if you can find evidence, or any witnesses, then I, Song Han, will admit it even if I go to prison! But ......"

Song Leng glanced at the crowd in a circle with a cold face.

Maybe it was because this thing was bullied and ruthless on weekdays, and everyone subconsciously avoided this Song Han's eyes.

Seeing this scene, Song Han nodded with satisfaction, turned around and said word by word to the Zhao family brothers and sisters: "However, if you can't find evidence or witnesses, then don't blame me Song for being unkind!" ”

When the brothers and sisters of the Zhao family heard this, they couldn't help but show a look of disappointment in their eyes when they looked at the onlookers and the vendors and people who bowed their heads slightly not far away.

"Bang Bang!"

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of applause.

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, but it was a young man in a light blue robe and a shawl with long hair, clapping his palms and walking out happily.

And at this time, I still know that the one who pretends to be 13 is naturally our Li Da historian, Li Yuanba.

Just now, through the dialogue between the two sides, Li Yuanba has already understood the matter clearly:

It's nothing more than this Song Han has a very good one. Forced, a very bullish brother, and then he relied on his brother's power to form a black society, the purpose of which was naturally to collect protection money from the traders in the West Market and the people living around.

If you don't want to give, it's fine, but he will use all kinds of methods to drive you away, and he can even use his brother's power to arrest you.

And the most important point is that no one dares to go to the government to sue him, who let the family have a bull fork brother?

So, this is a very old-fashioned and bloody plot!

……

"Boy, whose child are you? What about your family? Looking at Li Yuanba, who was like a young man, the fat man's brows couldn't help but twist.

Li Yuanba glanced at the fat man with a smile and said, "Fatty, which dog slave are you, you hang like this, did your master make it?" ”

The fat man's name is Liu Yang, although he is very plump, but he never allows people to call him fat. Therefore, although he didn't know what 'hanging' meant, the phrase 'fat man' pierced the eternal pain in his heart.

He jumped up like an angry rooster, glared at Li Yuanba angrily and said, "You little rabbit cub who doesn't have any hair, who does you call fat?" ”

Li Yuanba didn't bother to deal with him anymore, but said directly to Zhao Sanpao: "This big brother, I am willing to go to Chang'an Mansion with you to testify!" ”

"Little brother, you ......" Zhao Sanpao thought that Li Yuanba was just impulsive, worried that Song Han would find trouble with him in the future, and couldn't help but want to persuade him.

Who knew that Li Yuanba blocked his mouth in advance: "This big brother, I know what you have to say!" It doesn't matter, I, Li De, have never been afraid of anyone in my life. Besides, I believe that Lord Fu Yin will definitely handle the case impartially and let these goods sit through the prison! ”

"Poof!"

Listening to Li Yuanba's interesting words, the soft girl who was dressed as a man couldn't help laughing, and two blushes quietly floated on her delicate little face.

"Qingqing!"

Zhao Sanpao glared at his sister behind him, and when he wanted to say something more, Song Han, who had been ignored by Li Yuanba, spoke:

"Boy, do you know who Young Master Ben is?"