Chapter 220 Pan Jinlian's Surprise
As for the person in front of him, although he is not an official, his aura is superior, obviously overpowering the county magistrate, so he can tell at a glance that the person has a lot of background and is not someone to be messed with.

After hesitating for a long time, Yang Dutou came forward and said respectfully to Zhao Meng and the others:
"Dare to ask, who are you, and why did you come to Qinghe County?"

Before Zhao Meng replied, Zhang Rulong, who was already a little drunk, stood up abruptly when he heard the words, turned around and shook his body, pointed at Yang Du's head and cursed:

"Bold, hiccup, dare to ask my Lord Wu, who is hiccup, I think you are begging for hiccup! hiccup..."

While speaking, he kept hiccupping, and when he finished speaking, he still didn't forget to flash the guard badge of Prince Wu's Palace that he had hidden under his robe.

Hearing the words, Dutou Yang was already terrified, and when he saw Zhang Rulong's guard badge, he was shocked, and his soul was all over the place.

As soon as his legs went limp, he knelt heavily on the ground, begging for mercy while kowtowing continuously:

"A villain has eyes but doesn't know Mount Tai, so if he asks Lord Wu to make amends, then a villain, a villain..."

Seeing that Zhang Rulong made a mistake drinking and exposed his identity, but fortunately he had already drunk with Wu Song and made friends;
There will be no obstacles to subduing Wu Song, so Zhao Meng doesn't blame Zhang Rulong anymore, and said to Yang Dutou lightly:
"Get up! Those who don't know are not guilty. I forgive you for your ignorance. Go back to the county government!"

When Yang Dutou heard Zhao Meng say to forgive himself, he hurriedly kowtowed and said:
"Thank you, my lord, for your generosity, the little one, get out now, get out now..."

After speaking, he hurriedly stood up, and was about to walk out of the tavern and leave the place of right and wrong.

Zhao Meng frowned as if remembering something, and said in a deep voice:

"and many more..."

Dutou Yang's heart tightened when he heard the words, thinking that Zhao Meng would repent and would not let him go, he turned around in fright, knelt down again with a 'plop', and begged for mercy urgently:
"My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life..."

Seeing this, Zhao Meng's face darkened, and he said:
"Get up! Go back, remember, don't tell anyone about my coming... Also, take care of your hands... Get out!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Meng impatiently waved Yang Du to go out.

Hearing this, Dutou Yang nodded like pounding rice, and kicked out a group of government servants who were stunned in place.

At this time, Wu Song was still in a daze, and he was still wondering why Dutou Yang, who usually flaunts his might, was so afraid of Mr. Zhao.

After Yang Du led the people to get out, he reacted belatedly, looked at Zhao Meng and stammered and asked:
"You, you, you are Wu, Wu Wang, that, that Kyoto legend likes to fight against injustices?"

Hearing Wu Song's words, Zhao Meng was secretly proud of himself. He didn't expect his reputation to be known long ago, but he said politely:
"Yes, I am the King of Martial Arts, Zhao Meng! A warrior of martial arts doesn't need to treat me as a prince, but as a friend in the world!"

But he didn't know that people in the Jianghu love to show off their knowledge these days, and that there is a chivalrous prince in this capital, and people still don't talk about it everywhere!

Therefore, many people in the rivers and lakes know that there is such a person as Zhao Meng in Kyoto.

But to be honest, not many good guys put Zhao Meng in their eyes, and they all thought that Zhao Meng was just a silver-like pewter with no real skills.

It's just relying on the name of his lord, and the people in the rivers and lakes let him go.

Wu Song heard the words, but stood up solemnly, and was about to bow to Zhao Meng, but Zhao Meng grabbed him and said:
"This is not the capital, nor is it the palace of the prince. Warriors don't need to perform such great gifts!"

Wu Song was already heroic, seeing that Zhao Meng didn't want to bow down by himself, he felt a little more fond of Zhao Meng in his heart.

But he sat down unpretentiously, clasped his fists to Zhao Meng and said:

"Okay, since the prince doesn't pay much attention to etiquette, Wu Er won't be too polite..."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the wine bowl in front of him and said to Zhao Meng:

"Wu Wang is a prince, but he likes to be chivalrous and righteous. Wu Er is the same. I respect the prince... Do it!"

After finishing speaking, he drank the little white wine left in the wine bowl in one gulp, and when he raised his head again, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and he was completely drunk.

Seeing this, Zhao Meng who was holding the wine bowl was taken aback for a moment, shook his head helplessly and smiled, and glanced at the others. ,

Wu Dalang had fallen asleep and was still snoring.

Zhang Rulong also staggered, and even slipped under the table.

Wang Weichao and Zhang Weihan were much better and not drunk.

Obviously, even if the two were drinking, they always remembered their identities and wanted to protect Zhao Meng's safety, so they stopped when they were almost drunk.

Seeing Zhao Meng's eyes, the two stood up, clasped their fists at Zhao Meng and said:

"Young master, how do you do it?"

Zhao Meng stood up and said to the two:

"Check out and leave. Remember to get a donkey cart from the store, send the three of them back to the inn, and open a room to settle them down. I'll go first!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Meng left the table and walked out of the tavern.

In the inn, Zhao Ruhu had brought Pan Jinlian, who was restless, back to the small courtyard rented by Zhao Meng, waiting for Zhao Meng and others to come back.

When Zhao Meng entered the courtyard, he saw two people.

Neither of them sat down, and one stood guarding the door of the room like a stake.

Pan Jinlian tightly grasped the hem of the skirt with both hands, lowered her head and looked at her feet, not knowing what she was thinking.

Seeing Zhao Meng come back, Zhao Ruhu hurriedly cupped his fists and said:

"My lord, little lady of the Pan family, I've already bought it back. The eldest lady of the Zhang family is so greedy that she demanded five hundred guan of silver from me..."

Hearing this, Zhao Meng waved his hand indifferently and said:

"Forget it, it's not about buying and selling by force, just give more money if you give more money! Just buy it back!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Meng stepped into the room.

Pan Jinlian knew the trick, she lowered her head and saw a white robe corner appearing in front of her eyes, she knew that this person was her new master.

Hastily squatted down, and said to Zhao Meng with a blessing:
"Slave Jin Lian, I have seen you! You are blessed!"

Zhao Meng was very satisfied with Pan Jinlian's cleverness, nodded and said to Pan Jinlian:
"Head up!"

Upon hearing this, Pan Jinlian agreed with a 'yes', stood up straight, then slowly raised her head, looking at Zhao Meng.

When I saw Pan Jinlian's appearance, to be honest, even Zhao Meng was amazed by countless beauties on the Internet of Later Times. I saw her:

Black temples, crescent eyebrows, bright red cherry mouth; straight Qiongyao nose, pink cheeks, delicate melon-seeded face; really picturesque, charming and charming, worthy of being ranked No. [-] in the Water Margin Four beauties.

No wonder Ximen Qing, who has countless wives and concubines, can't forget her every time he sees her.

Pan Jinlian also saw Zhao Meng's appearance clearly, how should I put it, um:

Zhao Meng's skin is fair and tender, even fairer than a woman's skin, but he is also heroic and handsome, just a few blocks away from those little fair faces.

(End of this chapter)

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