Tyrant and his crying baby bottle

The bulletin board happened to be standing near the armory, but unfortunately there were too many people and Er Bao couldn't squeeze in.

Zang Gong then said to Er Bao: "It's a notice of punishment for the blacksmith's false accusation case. The fine is five taels of silver. The shop will also be closed for rectification, and it will not be allowed to open within half a month."

Erbao said, "That's okay."

But Zang Gong sneered, "What a fart. Clothing is lenient, and governing the country is strict. I don't understand such a simple truth."

Erbao has seen it through, Tibetan Gong is narrow-minded.

"It's because you don't understand," Erbao said, "Whoever reports others is not acting secretly, but the blacksmith dares to expose himself. He has his stupidity and his faults, and he deserves this ending, but he just gave it to him." People have become scapegoats, and I don't need to haggle over every detail with a scapegoat."

Zang Gong was slightly surprised, he didn't expect the little fool to be a little clever.But a little fool is a little fool after all, he can only see the importance of the surface, but not the deep stakes.

He didn't bother to explain so much, so he left a sentence: "Stealing the official cellar, you will be imprisoned, and those who make false accusations will be punished equally, and the sentence will be adjusted appropriately according to the seriousness of the circumstances. That's it!"

Er Bao had a bad look on his face.

The Huotou army is worthy of being the Huotou army of the central government. It can compete with their dead leader. They are all ruthless masters.

At this time, the gong sounded again, and a person climbed up the bulletin board, who was the blacksmith.

The blacksmith had already seen Erbao and Canggong, quickly averted his gaze, and said loudly to everyone: "I am the owner of the iron shop on West Street, I did something wrong yesterday, and I have no grounds to falsely accuse Quanren of the grocery store Erbao." Little boss, I have suffered damage to my reputation. The little boss advocates benevolence and justice, and heals me with wounds, which makes me feel ashamed. The officials and adults have also criticized and educated me. Now I know I was wrong, so in Here I publicly apologize to the little boss of Erbao, and hope to be forgiven."

The audience was boiling.

Someone yelled that the voice was not loud enough, and those behind him couldn't hear clearly, the blacksmith's face turned pale for a while, and he rang the gong again to repeat the original words.

The person who came from afar didn't know the situation, and asked, "You can heal everything by exchanging injuries for injuries? Who is Erbao's little boss, show me the way, we will go to him if we need it in the future!"

Another person said: "It is the owner of the general grocery store on this street. He is young and capable! But I advise you not to expect to exchange injuries for injuries. Your injuries can be cured, and the little boss's injuries will not be the same. Are you recovering slowly?"

"Then why should I go to him for normal treatment? His medical skills are better than others?"

"Nonsense, how about I chop you up and you go try?"

Afterwards, Erbao was pushed to the front, expressing whether he would accept the blacksmith's apology.

Er Bao Wan was a little shy, nodded and accepted, and took the opportunity to emphasize that the method of exchanging injuries for injuries should not be tried lightly, and made up a few extra harsh conditions, until he heard the sighs of disappointment from everyone.

The blacksmith walked up to him and put a bag of silver into his hand.

"This is five taels," said the blacksmith. "The lord of the government has told you that the fine must be paid to you personally. You count it. Do you want me to exchange it for copper coins?"

Er Bao hurriedly said, "No, no, that's fine. In the future, don't make false accusations against others casually. You must prove everything."

The blacksmith opened his mouth and asked, "Is the ice really brought from the Wuzi cliff?"

Er Bao said, "Of course, why are you still doubting me?"

The blacksmith said: "Then let me ask you one last question, do you... know magic arts?"

Erbao: "..."

"Forget it, pretend I didn't ask." The blacksmith said and turned to leave.

But Erbao suddenly said: "I can see clearly, it was Wang Ji who pushed you out yesterday and caused you to be bitten by a dog, so stop playing with him."

The blacksmith's face became even uglier when he heard this, and he left without saying a word, holding the gong.

Holding a bag of silver, Er Bao felt that the sky had cleared up a lot.

When others were enthusiastically discussing how miraculous his medical skills are and how humble and righteous he is, he wished he could give away all the money—ha, it feels so good to be needed!

Fortunately reason stopped him.

He has been looking at the abandoned house in the pine and cypress garden on East Street for a long time.The house is spacious and flat, with a small hill behind it, where the wind gathers energy; the walls of the house are higher than normal, the materials are solid, and the safety is guaranteed. It is suitable to be transformed into an organ bank.

He wanted to buy it before the end of the year, taking advantage of the fact that housing prices in the Kunlun Land hadn't started to rise.

Thinking about the two or three hundred taels saved in the bank, if you sell the current shop, you should be able to make up enough.But he can't sell his job until the organ bank is completed, so he has to save money.

Cang Gong looked at his cheerfulness and jokingly said, "The little boss's ability to fool people is much better than his ability to perform surgery. Today, he made five taels before opening."

Er Bao said, "I'm not fooling anyone."

"No?" Cang Gong smiled, "Then what's the matter with exchanging injuries for injuries? Didn't you just make it up?"

Er Bao hurriedly covered his mouth, "Hush your voice! It's urgent, so I can't blame it."

The sun is shining brightly, and the voices of people are loud.

The Huotoujun seemed to have forgotten who was behind the scenes that caused Er Bao to turn into a big fool, and he stared at him thinking, this little fool is too presumptuous, he dared to touch the mouth of the leader of the Six Kingdoms!

He slapped Er Bao's callus-free paws away, scolded "like a woman", and was afraid that Er Bao would not hear him, so he raised his round earlobes and said loudly: "It's your fault, you are dishonest. !"

Erbao: "!!!"

What the hell!

Entering the weapons shop, Zang Gong looked around and was not very satisfied, "Why are there only these?"

The weapon shop clerk came to greet him: "What does this master want to see?"

Cang Gong said: "If you don't have a thunderbolt cannon, you must at least have an oil gun. Why are they all cold weapons?"

The clerk was shocked, and said in a low voice, "Don't dare, you really know how to joke! Our shop is a formal business, so how can we have those things?"

Zang Gong said: "Why, formal shops are not allowed?"

Erbao told him that hot weapons were banned after the new king came to power, that civilians were not allowed to use them, and they were not allowed to buy or sell them. Only military weapon workshops authorized by the government could manufacture them.Tibetan Gong mocked the new king for really taking the alliance of the six kingdoms seriously, let alone the other kings, if Matsuno Keiichi didn't hide hot weapons, he would cut off his head and fill the shell casings.

The guy happened to take several samples of materials for Zang Gong to choose, and seeing that he really didn’t know anything, he interjected: “Not only is hot weapons banned, but you also have to register if you want to buy cold weapons. Once the ban is enacted, the casualty rate in civil fights has indeed decreased. A lot, but the credit has to be counted separately.”

Er Bao said: "Isn't it the credit of the new king?"

The man said: "That means the six countries are united and the world is peaceful. The officials will naturally ban whatever they want. What if there is no unification? The army on the border is causing trouble everywhere, and the common people are afraid to go out without hot weapons."

Cang Gong rarely showed approval, and patted the buddy on the shoulder, "Well said. Use the best materials for me, and the price is not a problem."

The buddy was so happy that he moved the chair for Tibetan Gong and poured tea after busy work.

Er Bao pouted and said, "Don't just flatter him, I paid the money."

After registering, Zang Gong said: "Just play a curved bow, paper and pen will serve you, and you will play according to my drawing."

The clerk was in a hurry to do so, and Erbao followed suit to take out the money. When he was touching the money bag, he heard a rough voice from outside, yelling "a madman who beat people".

Er Bao looked out and asked, "Are you talking to me?"

The person who came was tall and thick, with tattoos on his shoulders, and behind him were more than a dozen men with unkind faces.He said: "You brat, stay away, I'm talking to the one behind you!"

Cang Gong sat motionless on the chair, "Who do you say is a brat?"

Seeing that the situation was not right, Erbao ran over to persuade him: "I didn't blame you, but me, don't be angry, and don't make trouble here, okay?"

But Zang Gong waved Er Bao to the chair, "Sit still."

He walked up to the big man, folded his arms, and looked at him with disdain, "The person I brought, it's the turn of a cat or a dog to talk about it? Which onion are you?"

The big man sneered, grabbed a young man who was watching, and threw it to the front like a chicken, "Tell him, which onion is it?"

The young man was implicated for no reason, so frightened that he dared not give in, he said to Zang Gong: "You foreigner really don't know the seriousness, this master is the overlord of our Kunlun Street, the boss of the weapon shop Lu, who is present here dare to say no?" know?"

Cang Gong snorted, turned to Er Bao and said, "Nephew, tell them who I am."

Er Bao thought for a while, "This master is my uncle!"

Everyone covered their mouths, and rustling laughter came over.

Cang Gong really wanted to beat up the little fool first, but because he couldn't start civil strife in front of his opponent, he patiently pointed at him and said, "Is it just your brother-in-law? What else?"

He hoped that Erbao could brag a few words to boost his prestige, but Erbao added: "My uncle used to cook in the army, and he fought in wars when he wasn't cooking!"

Tibetan bow: "..."

The crowd couldn't hold back anymore, they all burst out laughing.

You must know that the army is recruited from the civilian population, and those with ordinary qualifications are trained from the grassroots.

On the other hand, this fire-headed soldier has not been in the army since he was young, and it seems that his cooking skills are not very good.

"Huotoujun, you'd better retreat in spite of the difficulties, and don't look at who you have offended!" Someone made such a remark, and it was hard to say whether it was out of good intentions or deliberately teasing.

The woman next to him beat him closely, cursing in a low voice: "Don't make noise, you don't know the previous situation, this man is capable."

It's a pity that her voice is too low for others to hear her.Then someone said, "Yeah, it's still time to apologize. Those who are missing arms and legs are not cured after all. Your nephew's shop is out of stock, and the cripple Liu from the village has been waiting for half a year!"

"Hey, you asked him to apologize, what kind of apology are you asking?"

"I just came here too, so I don't know. But since Boss Lu found me, I must be right to apologize."

At this time, someone shouted from behind: "Don't laugh, maybe there is a fire-headed army who can fight!"

Everyone turned their heads to see who this lifeless guy was, only to see him with a bruised nose and a swollen face, leisurely counting chips.The two big men next to him cleared the way for him. After entering the house, they took flannel cloth to spread the table, and their faces were also bruised and purple.

This guy is none other than the owner of the stewed meat shop who was beaten.

The boss of the weapons shop Lu waved at him, "Come here."

He trotted to him immediately, "Brother, he was the one who hit me, and even smashed my stewed pork pot for no reason!"

Boss Lu hummed, and turned to Zang Gong: "No one dares to touch my younger brother Lu Yan Wang on this street, do you have any last words?"

It was rare for Zang Gong to show a humble expression, and he bent slightly to make his eyes level with him, "Yes, I just hope you don't talk nonsense, lest you be thirsty."

With such a slap, no one dared to boo.

Just as Boss Lu said, no one dared to challenge Lu Yanwang and Lu Erlang brothers on this street, and even the Yamen would give them three points of courtesy.

The next scene couldn't be better.

Lu Erlang seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, and happily retreated to the table, shaking his chips and yelling: "It's a bet, it's a bet, Mr. Huotoujun pays ten for one, and my elder brother pays three for one. If you buy it, you won't regret it. Dare to bet and win!"

He took the lead in buying his elder brother's penny, and the two helpers also bet five hundred coppers each, and then urged others to come and buy quickly.

Those who wanted to take the opportunity to earn some extra money quickly bought Boss Lu to win, and those who didn't want to get involved also bought a few random bets under the pressure of Lu Erlang.

Seeing that no one was buying Tibetan bows, Lu Erlang said, "What's the matter, do you all look down on Lord Huotoujun so much? All right, Lord Huotoujun will pay you twenty, if you want to buy it, hurry up and buy it. You won't be able to buy it after the fight starts!"

Still no one bought it.

Lu Erlang took aim at a young man, "Hey, that long-haired guy, you are similar to that fire-headed soldier, don't you want to join us?"

The long-haired young man said, "Brother Erlang, stop joking with me. I've already bought Brother Lu to win."

Lu Erlang laughed loudly, "Well, you're a good-for-nothing wimp."

Erbao looked at the side and became more and more angry, and slammed a bag of money on the table, "Buy all the firefighters! My uncle will win!"

Lu Erlang tore open the purse and counted it, and said cheerfully, "Five taels of silver! Rich, little boss Erbao!"

When the squirrel heard this, her face turned green. She wanted to stop Er Bao but dared not speak out, so she stomped Er Bao hard on the ground.

Er Bao realized that he was impulsive, after all, he hadn't seen Boss Lu's skills yet, and asked in a dull tone, "Can I buy two parties at the same time?"

The crowd laughed again.

Cang Gong was not offended by other people's humiliation, but was laughed at by Er Bao.He rolled up his sleeves, "If you want to fight, hurry up and go back to cook after the fight."

Boss Lu snorted coldly, "Since you're a foreigner, I won't bully you, I'll let you do three tricks first."

"So good? Then I won't be polite." Cang Gong kicked up as he spoke.

Everyone dropped their jaws in shock.

He only saw Huotoujun's straight and slender calves flying across the air, but he didn't understand what was going on, so Boss Lu was kicked and turned on his back, rolling several times before stopping.

Looking at his face, I can only say that it is fortunate that he did not kick on soft ground, otherwise this person would be useless.

"Boss!!" Several thugs yelled.

Lu Erlang was rather happy.

He understands his elder brother's ability, this kick is definitely for the fire-headed army, in order to attract people to place bets.Otherwise, his big brother's bets will be overwhelmingly one-sided. How can he make money?

After figuring this out, he cheered up happily, "Huotoujun is not bad, why do you look down on others? Is there anything else you want to buy? If not, let's just let it go."

"Yes, yes, I haven't bought it yet!"

"I'm sorry, Brother Erlang, bet on the Huotoujun!"

"I'm also here for five hundred cash, no, for one tael of silver!"

The weapons shop was full of heat, and Lu Erlang smiled from ear to ear.

Next, as long as his eldest brother plays steadily, he will just wait to make a lot of money in this one.

"Success, personal freedom of will, buy it and never regret it!"