Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 68 The First Princeling

There was crackling outside, the sound of whips and gunshots, and the scolding. The gangsters rushing in also stopped. A few gangsters who were still fighting didn't even want their companions in shock. They panicked and started to clean up. The half-way door was turned over, and the shop that had been smashed into a pot of porridge was completely empty, Song Qingshu, whose nose was bleeding profusely, was sincerely relieved.

Soothing and rubbing Caiwei's little face that was still full of tears with a broken part of her head, and then pulling up Xing Hongniang who was limping and panting against the pillar, Song Qingshu said comfortingly: "It's okay. Brother Zhang is here to help!"

"Shopkeeper, you stepped on my hand!"

A hoarse scream came from the ground, which startled Song Qingshu, and quickly took two steps back, only then did he see clearly that a certain unlucky Er Lengzi who had been beaten up by Hao and was blocked in the shop was being beaten by two Xing Hongniang's stunned bastard was crushed underneath, just now Song Qingshu kicked the guy awake, now that Song Qingshu pushed it away, the guy moaned comfortably, tilted his head and played dead again.

After being stunned for a moment, Caiwei was the first to laugh out loud at the funny scene, then Xing Hongniang, and finally Song Qingshu was also covering his stomach and leaning against the table turned aside, laughing non-stop, although he was too tired to get up Yes, but this feeling of surviving after a catastrophe really makes everyone feel relaxed from the bottom of their hearts.

It is really not easy to survive from the pursuit of more than 100 gangsters!

Through the catastrophe together, it seems that everyone's relationship has become much closer.After laughing for a long time, Song Qingshu took out his handkerchief and wiped the wound on Caiwei's head with concern. Xing Hongniang pouted again and turned her head to the side angrily, seeing Song Qingshu's forehead suddenly aching.

Honey, are you angry again?

……

After resting for a while, Song Qingshu quickly climbed out again. After all, we still have to find out what's going on outside. This is not a society ruled by law these days. Don't look at him as a victim. It's because of who's behind the scenes. You can't figure it out. Easy to suffer.

After finally pushing away the table that had been pitted by stones, Song Qingshu staggered out of it. Sure enough, he saw Zhang Xianzhong at the first sight, and was about to run over with great joy.

But before he got to the front, Song Qingshu was so frightened that his soul almost didn't fly out, but he saw a middle-aged man with a fat face in a green robe and an ancient gauze hat like that seen on TV, with a nosebleed and two big slaps. The slap across the face made Zhang Xianzhong's strong yellow face a little swollen. It was obvious that Zhang Xianzhong's tiger eyes had a deep murderous intent, but he immediately hid them again.

"Under the rule of the Holy Son of Heaven, the universe is bright and bright. As a head catcher in the middle street, you let such a group of rogues fight openly and openly attack the good people. When I go back, I will definitely give you a copy in front of the King of Qin! I will let you resign! Go to jail!"

After the slap, he was still angry, and the beardless nosebleed brother was still yelling furiously. Usually, these words are used by the government servants to threaten the common people, but now let him take it seriously.Seeing Zhang Xianzhong's head bowed, Song Qingshu couldn't figure out the form for a while. Could it be that the gangster Ma San's backstage is relatively hard and he has the upper hand?

Heartbroken, Song Qingshu walked forward tremblingly, but he didn't dare to reveal his relationship with Zhang Xianzhong, but asked in a business-like tone: "Catcher Zhang, I don't know what this is?"

Zhang Xianzhong looked at Song Qingshu with a weird look, as if he couldn't laugh or cry, and then suddenly slapped Song Qingshu on the back, patted him and pushed him forward.

"Elder-in-law, this is Song Qingshu, the villainous brother, the idiot chef you are looking for to make tomato dishes!"

"He's your brother?" The middle-aged father-in-law, who was bleeding from his nose, was obviously taken aback, and immediately patted Song Qingshu's shoulder with a dumbfounding expression and said with a smile: "Little bastard looks silly, can he cause trouble? Seeing my father-in-law, I also became popular today."

"Eunuch, you are troubled!" Don't look at Zhang Xianzhong's viciousness, viciousness, and sophistication of the world. Hearing what the old eunuch said, a silver coin was immediately stuffed into the father-in-law's hand from his sleeve. Don't say it, this thing is definitely the best. Good painkiller, weigh the weight, the eunuch actually stopped the nosebleed, and nodded happily.

"My father-in-law is on an errand for the son of King Qin, so what is this little injury? What kind of book is that, stupid chef, let's go with the miscellaneous family!"

What is it that takes him away so easily?Or follow the eunuch?Wouldn't he also break the root of right and wrong for himself, and worship Wei Zhongxian?Thinking about it, his back immediately got wet. Song Qingshu pulled Zhang Xianzhong's sleeve sadly and asked, "Brother, what's going on here?"

"Brother, it's a good thing!" Zhang Xianzhong threw away the arrogance just now, and put Song Qingshu's ear, Huang Mianhu beamed with joy, and hurriedly narrated: "I don't know where I heard about your cooking skills. , the eunuchs came to recruit you into the Qin Palace, but the eggless thing was beaten by the head catcher Ma Er and his younger brother Ma San on the other side of Dice Street, ha ha ha! The brothers can't afford to eat and walk away!"

"Brother! It's all up to you today! Once you are favored by Prince Qin, we brothers will be prosperous in Xi'an City!"

Hearing Zhang Xianzhong's explanation, Song Qingshu suddenly realized that he really hit the big luck, and Ma San came to make trouble too timely. Did you pass the King of Qin?The eunuch is always vindictive, this time I am afraid that the inspector behind him is not dead, and his hidden danger has been solved.

And don't look at King Qin being trapped in the palace, he has long been deprived of military and political power, but a small half of the land in the Guanzhong Plain belongs to him, and nine out of ten of the land near Xi'an City belong to King Qin's estate. Yang He, the governor of the three sides, was nervous for a while. The son is the future King of Qin. If he wants to curry favor with him, even if he is just a favored cook, he will have to walk sideways in Xi'an city in the future, and his status may even be raised a step.

That is the first princeling in Xi'an city!

Didn't you see that Wei Zhongxian, who harmed Daming a few years ago, still has the Hakka family?One is the eunuch accompanying Emperor Tianqi, and the other is the emperor's nurse, but how arrogant they are in the end!
But even though Zhang Xianzhong said with joy, for some reason, Song Qingshu still had a bad premonition when he saw the chubby eunuch who passed the decree whining and wiping his nosebleeds.

It's a pity that things are beyond his control. There are not many people in Shaanxi who can refuse Shizi Qin's summons. Song Qingshu can only plead guilty, explain to Xing Hongniang Caiwei and the others, and clean up the smashed kitchen by the way. Put some suitable materials and kitchen utensils into a basket, and quickly come out again.

Prince Qin's son actually paid a lot of attention to him as a cook, and even sent a special car to pick him up. Fortunately, the eunuch who passed the decree parked the car at the street corner. If he had just pulled him in, Ma San and his gang would probably not be able to beat the eunuch who passed the decree. , how can he punish him to death?
Those gangsters didn't know where they were locked up and taken. More than a hundred sergeants and the yamen servants brought by Zhang Xianzhong also stepped up their efforts to clean up. The garbage that was scattered everywhere was also quickly cleaned out. Song Qingshu's scalp felt numb for those soldiers carrying firecrackers doing chores.

The power of the eunuchs is really vividly revealed. Song Qingshu of the Ming army has never seen them before. They are all in rags, and the knives and guns they hold are all rusty, especially all of them are like big smokers. The common people are a little weak, but these hundred people, although their clothes are a little old, but their weapons are all high-quality, and the aura of each of them reminds Song Qingshu of the scarred face. Bing Shen general's personal soldier Ding was transferred here. He was a veteran who had really fought and killed people!

Seeing the eunuch yelling at the carriage and rushing to the front, Song Qingshu, who was about to go out, quickly turned back, whispered to Caiwei, who was in charge of the accounts, and took some things, and then hurried out.

"I don't know your father-in-law's surname. I'm a small pariah. I haven't seen any big markets. The palace has strict rules. I'll ask my father-in-law to mention some more later!"

The sleeves got a little heavier, and the eunuch's face turned into an old chrysanthemum with a smile on his face. He shook his head and pointed at Song Qingshu with a smile: "They say you are a stupid shopkeeper, and the miscellaneous family can see it. You This is honest and honest!"

Patting his chest, the eunuch reassured with complacency: "The Zajia's surname is Kan, you can just follow the Zajia in a while, and listen to the Zajia if you encounter any problems, and I guarantee you will have a smooth sailing!"

No wonder everyone fawns over the eunuchs, and these eunuchs are indeed powerful. Although the turnover of more than ten days suddenly went into the pockets of this dead eunuch, it is distressing, Song Qingshu still pretended to be grateful and bowed down. He said, "So, thank you, Eunuch Kan!"

This carriage is gorgeous enough, even if it is not for the most important figures such as the king of Qin or the son of the prince, it is estimated that they do not have a certain status, and they cannot ride such an expensive carriage. It can be called the Rolls-Royce of this era.

Sitting in this carriage, Song Qingshu had seen for a time what it means to dare to go against the road on Chang'an Street. The royal carriage with carved dragons and paintings ran directly along the gate of the nearest Xi'an Mansion. The officials were all chased by the carriage and couldn't dodge in time. They were in such a mess that they dropped all the official documents and letters on the floor.

Song Qingshu was terrified when he saw it, but Mr. Kan, who was in the same car, seemed to be used to it, and his face didn't even change.

The palace is not far from the Xi'an mansion, within 10 minutes, the towering and majestic palace walls of King Qin, like a city within a city, immediately caught Song Qingshu's eyes, and he was finally relieved, but before Song Qingshu could completely relax and admire His eyeballs were wide open again when he went down to the decadent and depraved life of the ancient dignitaries.

The carriage didn't turn north along the city wall as he expected, but went straight eastward! ! !
(End of this chapter)