The door opened. Yang Paner pouted and stood at the door like a little person. Chu Ling stood behind her, her face red as she suppressed her laughter. Seeing Yang Ling standing at the door, she hurriedly curtsied and said in a sweet voice, "Servant greets Laoye."
Yang Ling waved his hands uneasily, squatting down to hold Yang Paner's small hand. He put on his most amiable smile and said guiltily, "Paner, you're up so early. Let daddy carry you, okay?"
Yang Paner was too young and her appearance had not yet blossomed. It was not yet possible to see that she was a beauty, but she was intelligent, pure, and cute. The morning sun shone on her body. The skin that the sunlight shone on was soft and clear.
The little fellow had two small braids that were tied up with a red necklace. She wore a pink brocade shirt and a pair of velvet tiger-headed children's shoes. She held a rattle-drum in her hand. Presumably, she had used this thing to knock on the door just now.
She looked strangely at Yang Ling as though she was puzzled as to why he would appear in her niangqin's room. Yang Ling put on his most amiable appearance but Yang Paner still broke free of his hand and walked around without giving him any face. Ma Lian 'er's hair was loose and she was only wearing the loose clothes of the inner garden. She smiled as she flashed out from behind the screen.
This was the inner garden of the boudoir. Even the servants and guards were not allowed to enter. Other than Eldest Miss Yang, it was naturally the women of the inner compound that knocked. So there was no need to pay special attention to clothing. Ma Lian 'er bent down and smiled as she hugged her daughter and lifted her up.
Straightening her back, Lian 'er couldn't help but give an "Aiyo." Her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly. When Yang Ling saw this, his heart jumped.
"My back is so sore. This enemy, he doesn't know how to take care of me." Ma Lian 'er thought irritably and rolled her eyes at him. She said to Chu Ling who seemed to have nothing to do, "Go do your work. Oh, right, have someone send breakfast into the room. We will eat here."
"Yes, Miss." Chu Ling hurriedly responded.
"Pan 'er, why are you up so early? Did you sleep soundly? You didn't misbehave at Aunt's place, did you? " Lian 'er kissed her daughter's little face. As she asked, she sat down at the table and put her on her lap.
Yang Ling also came over and sat down next to her, the amiable smile on his face never changing.
"Pan 'er is good, sleep well," Yang Pan' er said in a childish voice. She pouted and kissed Lian 'er's cheek. Yang Ling's eyes were filled with envy. He hurriedly smiled apologetically and said, "Pan-er, be a good boy and give daddy a kiss, okay?"
Yang Paner glanced at him, then proudly raised his chin and said to his mother, "Paner wants to catch butterflies."
"Pan 'er, that's your father. Why aren't you calling him? You're so naughty. If you want to catch butterflies, wait until breakfast … "
"After breakfast, Dad will go catch them with you!" Yang Ling immediately volunteered and patted his chest.
"No! Niangqin will go, Auntie will go! "
Ma Lian 'er suppressed a smile and said to Yang Ling, "Don't rush. Pan' er has never seen a father like you in her life. She only saw you once yesterday and you want her to be close to you today? She will get better slowly. "
Yang Ling let out a soft sigh, nodded his head and said, "Yes, I know. It's all my fault for letting you and your son down. Pan 'er has always been raised by you alone. As a father, I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities at all."
After eating breakfast, the family came to the back garden. The Ma family's garden wasn't big, but it was exquisite and small. However, due to the reasonable layout, there were small bridges and flowing water, pavilions and terraces in between, and especially the white walls that were set off by tall bamboo and green radishes, the originally small courtyard seemed to have a winding path leading to a secluded and elegant place.
There was a small flower garden under the red pavilion where all kinds of flowers and plants bloomed. Ma Lian 'er, Chu Ling, and a few pretty servants accompanied the little girl to beat the butterflies and made her giggle. Yang Ling stood at the side with his hands behind his back. Looking at Lian' er and his daughter's happy appearance, the warm feeling of a happy family filled his mind.
Suddenly, a multicolored butterfly landed on a camellia the size of a bowl next to him. Yang Ling silently walked two steps closer and suddenly grabbed the butterfly in his hand. Unable to contain his joy, he waved his hand and said, "Pan 'er, Pan' er!"
Pan 'er turned her head and stared at him with wide eyes. Yang Ling smiled happily and opened his hand slightly, letting the butterfly flutter in his palm. Pan' er's eyes lit up and she excitedly ran over. Yang Ling was afraid she would fall and hurriedly went forward to support her. Pan 'er's little face was red as she excitedly snatched the butterfly from his hand. Yang Ling said with a smile, "Call Daddy first, then I'll give it to you."
Pan 'er furrowed her brows. Looking at the beautiful butterfly fluttering in Yang Ling's hand, and then looking at Yang Ling, she seriously thought for a moment and finally felt that this was a very good deal. Thus, in a childish voice, she called out, "Daddy."
Yang Ling was overjoyed and hurriedly handed the butterfly to her as if he was presenting a treasure. Grinning from ear to ear, he said, "Good Pan 'er. Here, take it quickly. Don't let it run away."
Yang Pan 'er happily took the butterfly and immediately threw it to the side. Turning around, she ran to present the treasure to her mother, "Mother, a butterfly, a beautiful butterfly."
"Oh, such a beautiful little butterfly. Who caught it for you?" Ma Lian 'er glanced at Yang Ling with a smile and deliberately asked.
"En … Daddy."
"Ai, hehehe …" Yang Ling was afraid that these words would fall to the ground and hurriedly agreed. Then, as if he had picked up a great bargain, he began to giggle foolishly.
Pan 'er carefully caught the butterfly's wings and was looking at it carefully. Suddenly, it accidentally slipped out of her hand. At this time, she thought of Yang Ling who had the ability to catch butterflies for her. Thus, without needing to be called, she hurriedly ran over and grabbed his hand, saying in a clear and melodious voice, "Daddy, catch a butterfly."
Heh, this beauty in Yang Ling's heart finally had a chance to show off. Yang Ling rolled up his large sleeves and said majestically, "Don't worry, darling. Daddy will catch it for you. If you want a tiger, daddy will also get one for you."
He then caught a few butterflies and gave them to Pan 'er. Finally, this little fellow was completely bought over. She was no longer so shy with Yang Ling, and it was no longer so hard for her to say the word "daddy". Yang Ling hadn't thought that it would be so easy to buy over a child and smiled.
The family was playing in the back garden when a blue-clothed servant girl hurriedly walked into the garden. Chu Ling's eyes saw it and she went to greet her. The servant girl said a few words to her and Chu Ling hurriedly walked back.
At this time, Yang Ling was sitting in the red pavilion. Pan 'er's head was covered in sweat from running, her face as red as an apple. Lian' er took her to the pavilion to rest. The servant girl had used a light gauze to trap a few butterflies on the stone table and they fluttered in the gauze. There were also teacups and pastries on the stone table. Yang Ling and Ma Lian 'er sat on the stone bench and chatted. Pan' er obediently nestled in front of his knees.
As Yang Ling chatted, he peeled melon seeds and then put the melon seed kernels on his knees. When he put one down, Yang Pan 'er's little hand would quickly grab another and nimbly shove it into her mouth. Then she waited anxiously for her old father to accidentally drop a second melon seed.
Chu Ling walked next to Yang Ling and said in a low voice, "Master, the commander of the QING: Five Cities Warlords, Jia Gu, requests an audience."
Yang Ling stilled and said, "He found his way here?" Then he smiled self-mockingly and said, "Let him come. Right now, Master has a title but no position. I'm not afraid of people impeaching me."
Speaking of this, Ma Lian 'er twisted her mouth and snorted. "I think … it's your Duke's arrogance that reaches the heavens. Right now, you're not afraid of people impeaching you."
Yang Ling chuckled and said with a double meaning, "What? You still have a belly full of anger? "
"Of course I …" Suddenly raising her head and seeing Yang Ling's mischievous smile, Ma Lian 'er suddenly understood. Her pretty face turned red and she glared at Yang Ling. But in front of Chu Ling, she couldn't say anything. She could only turn her head away in embarrassment.
Yang Ling smiled at Chu Ling. "I'll rest well this morning. In the afternoon, I'll go to the commander's yamen and write a letter to the high officials of the Six Ministries. I won't see the others for now. I'll wait for Xu Tai to sort out the situation of the battle, the battle reports, and the merits and demerits."
"Master, Master Jia said it's an important matter …"
Yang Ling frowned. "The commander of the QING: Five Cities Warlords is responsible for the security of the capital. I came to Southern Zhili to suppress bandits. His official duties have nothing to do with me. Besides, he has the Ministry of War above him. If there's anything, let him go to the Ministry of War. Don't come to me for everything."
"Yes!" Chu Ling replied and turned to leave. Ma Lian 'er hurriedly said, "Wait, husband. Jia Gu controls the QING: Five Cities Warlords. He is in charge of the security of Nanjing. Everywhere he goes is filled with nobles and relatives. He can't be trifled with. He can work here for ten years because he's an old fox in the officialdom. He's slick and clever. Now that he has come to find you without any hesitation, he must have encountered something really difficult. You should go and see him. "
Yang Ling listened and thought for a moment. He slapped his thigh and said, "Okay! Then … I'll see him. "
When he stuffed the freshly peeled melon seeds into his daughter's mouth, he gently rubbed her head and said with a smile, "Go, little greedy kitten, let mother peel them for you. Daddy will come back to accompany you later."
Yang Ling came to the guest room in the central hall. He saw a military official walking back and forth in front of a picture of a crane and pine in the main hall with his head lowered. He was constantly rubbing his palms and seemed very anxious.
Yang Ling coughed lightly. The official heard the sound and turned his head. He saw a young man just stepping through the door. He was wearing a python robe embroidered with red clouds and a jade belt around his waist. He faintly exuded a dignified and luxurious aura. He didn't wear a crown on his head and only casually wore a black silk scarf. Behind him were two guards with exceptionally sharp eyes. As soon as they entered the door, they immediately separated and hid to the side of the door.
Seeing Yang Ling's attire and bearing, Jia Gu didn't need an introduction. He immediately took a few steps forward and respectfully bowed, "This lowly official Jia Gu greets the Duke."
Yang Ling helped him up and looked up and down at his appearance. His appearance was dignified, his bones were majestic, and he was about fifty years old. His speech had a natural dignified temperament. It was just that his body was a little fat. Presumably, it was the result of living like a prince in Nanjing.
Yang Ling chuckled and said, "Sir Jia, please rise. We are meeting in a private residence. Why is there a need for such heavy gifts? Come, come, come, please sit. If there is anything, we can slowly talk about it. Cough! Someone come, refill the tea. "
Commander Jia laughed dryly and said, "Duke, there are two fierce tigers fighting in Nanjing. It's very noisy in front of the Confucius Temple. The people in this lowly official's yamen can't suppress it. This lowly official wanted to report to the Minister of War, but you also know that the Ministry of War doesn't have much real power in Nanjing. I'm afraid that even the Minister of War can't control these two tiger generals. Left with no choice, this lowly official can only take the liberty to visit you and ask for help. Right now, I still don't know what the situation is at the Confucius Temple. This lowly official is burning with anxiety. This tea … I really can't drink it."
Yang Ling was surprised, "Lian 'er was right. Something really happened. Two fierce tigers? Which two fellows are called fierce tigers? " He remembered the big battle between the Shandong soldiers and the Sichuan soldiers when they went to Suzhou to fight against the Japanese. Could it be that there was a conflict between the two armies?
This kind of thing was very easy to happen when the armies gathered from all over the country. Those big soldiers liked to cause trouble. In addition, they came from different places and had a strong sense of region. If two wandering soldiers quarreled, the number of helpers from both sides would constantly increase. In the end, it could evolve into a big group fight.
Yang Ling hurriedly asked, "What happened? Which two armies had a conflict?"
Commander Jia smiled bitterly and said, "It's the Nanjing Imperial Bodyguard Governor Qian Daren and … and your subordinate, Jiang Bin, Jiang Daren."
"Them?" Yang Ling was shocked, "Why did they have a conflict? Where are they now?"
Sir Jia said, "It seems that Master Jiang was touring the Qinhuai River and visiting the Confucius Temple. For some reason, he had a conflict with Master Qian. When I rushed over, I saw Master Jiang's bodyguards blocking the main gate of the Confucius Temple. Master Qian was blocked inside. Both sides were at daggers drawn. The Imperial Bodyguard of the South Discipline Commission heard the news and rushed over to support them. They surrounded Master Jiang.
Master Jiang did not want to be outdone. Some of his men were stationed at the top of the city wall. He also sent people to confront the Imperial Bodyguard. Now it's chaos in front of the Confucius Temple. There's a sea of onlookers. Even the flower boats on the Qinhuai River have gathered there to watch the show. I spent a lot of effort to squeeze in, but both sides were angry and didn't tell me the reason. It's just a stalemate. I saw that the situation was not good, so I … I had to … "
Yang Ling understood as soon as he heard this. Although Commander Jia was in charge of the security of Nanjing, there were too many people he couldn't control. Now it was equivalent to the National Security Bureau and the field army fighting. He couldn't control either side.
As the commander of the Nanjing QING Five Cities Warlords, Commander Jia had a very close relationship with the Imperial Bodyguard's South Discipline Commission. He was definitely partial to the Imperial Bodyguard. However, Jiang Bin was brought by him. He wanted to help the Imperial Bodyguard, but he didn't want to offend him, so he could only come to him for help.
Yang Ling was directly involved in the plot. Jiang Bin and Qian Ning didn't interfere with each other's business. Why would they make such a big fuss? That's right, these two people were indeed arrogant and despotic. But even though they were arrogant and despotic, neither of them was stupid. They were definitely not reckless people who didn't care about the consequences. How could they make things so big?
At this moment, he didn't have time to think too much. He hurriedly said, "Okay, then I'll go with you. I'll go see why these two bastards are making trouble. Let's go!"
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The smoke shrouded the cold water and the moon shrouded the sand. At night, the Qinhuai River was near a restaurant. The Qinhuai River divided into two branches at Tongji Gate. One flowed westward outside the southern city wall, called the Outer Qinhuai River; the other entered Nanjing through the Dongshui Pass. The most beautiful places in the Ten Li Qinhuai River were the Confucius Temple, De Yuetai, Wende Bridge, Shiba Street, Wuyi Lane, and Zhuque Bridge.
There was already a lot of people here, and now it was surrounded by a crowd of onlookers. Some people who were shopping with their children put their children on their necks. The children were holding lanterns in their left hands and snacks in their right hands. The fathers below stood on their tiptoes and stretched their necks to look at the crowd.
There were a lot of pleasure boats in the river, beautiful and gorgeous. The small boats for guests were like fish swimming between the gaps of the big boats. Scholars and poets stood on the bow of the boat with beauties in their arms. The beauties were in their arms, and there was wine in their hands. From time to time, there were attendants running up and down the boats to pass on the latest news.
In front of the Confucius Temple, more than a dozen Imperial Bodyguards in flying suits and embroidered swords unsheathed their steel sabers and guarded the door. They looked like tigers eyeing their prey. But in the face of the border army's valiant generals, who had the same number of people but had a murderous look on their faces and a completely different spirit, they couldn't help but be a little fierce in appearance.
They had also killed people before, but their fierceness was fierceness. In prison, they could mercilessly torture their own kind on the torture bed until they were more miserable than a dying pig without batting an eyelid. They could stab a fiery red iron bar inch by inch into a person's thigh or anus. They could pour boiling water down bit by bit until the skin and flesh were scalded and washed away, revealing the ghastly white bones. Listening to the miserable cries of the nine hells was like listening to the music of immortals. But in a public confrontation, no matter what, their aura could not be compared to that of soldiers who had fought a hundred battles on the battlefield.
Jiang Bin's two sabers were propped on the ground, his legs apart as he boldly stood at the door. His eyes were half closed, not moving at all. Beside him was a table that had been seized from a fortune-teller. On the table was a small incense burner. Three cigarettes curled up in spirals, already more than half burned out.
More than a dozen of his bodyguards were full of murderous intent, their steel sabers unsheathed, as if there was no one else around.
Qian Ning poked his head out from the door and looked at the three incense sticks that were about to burn out. He couldn't help but swallow his saliva. Jiang Bin had said that the three incense sticks would burn out, and if they didn't hand over the person, he would kill his way into the temple. Now he's almost here. I've been staring at that damned Old Merchant for a long time, but I still don't understand that he wants him to go find Duke Wei? Damn it, do I have to say it in front of everyone? I'm a dignified Town Guardian, how can I show weakness?
Qian Ning cursed in his heart and quickly shrank back.
Outside, the Imperial Bodyguard soldiers who had surrounded Jiang Bin and the others were facing outwards, confronting the border soldiers who had just arrived. These people weren't idling, however, and were constantly cursing at each other.
The Embroidered Uniform Guards angrily ordered, "You soldiers sure have guts. You actually dare to cause trouble here. Do you know who is inside? It's Lord Qian of the South Town Provost. How dare you provoke the Imperial Bodyguard? You must be tired of living. Look carefully, the Flying Fish Robe and the Embroidered Spring Saber are the one and only sacred pets of the Imperial Bodyguard. Don't be stupid! "
The border soldiers fought bravely, but the soldiers were usually very undisciplined. They had come all the way from the north, and they were just some nameless soldier. Why would they be afraid of the Imperial Bodyguard? They could just turn around and leave. Who cares if they were the Imperial Bodyguard or the Flowery Guard? Besides, this border army was transferred from the capital, and the commander-in-chief was the current Emperor. Xu Tai and Jiang Bin were the subordinates of the Emperor and the current Duke Wei. Look at our heads, we have swan feathers on them. Ming Destiny's army is number one, who's afraid of who?
These soldiers were usually reluctant to wear swan feathers on their heads, so they wore bright yellow battle suits for fear of damage. However, after entering the outer city, they all changed into their proudest attire. When the Imperial Bodyguard showed off the Flying Fish Robe and the Embroidered Spring Saber, they immediately shook their arms and shook their heads. A swan feather fluttered on the top of their heads, and the bright yellow battle suits rushed towards the Imperial Bodyguards.
A baihu said proudly, "Open your dog eyes wide and look carefully. Swan feathers, bright yellow robes, in the whole Ming Destiny world, we are also the only scorpions that shit."
"Spiced tea eggs, crab shell sesame seed cake …" The hawkers' cries came from the crowd.
Xie Xianan, the hereditary Qianhu of the Nanjing Imperial Bodyguard Navy, said disdainfully, "Bah! A group of country bumpkins. Just because we gave you some color, you opened a dye shop. With your ostentation, you can only scare the country bumpkins. Who in Nanjing hasn't seen the world? Don't show off here. "
"Bullsh * t! If it wasn't for our fathers risking their lives and fighting, you bunch of trash would've been f * cked by the White Bandits long ago. You'd all be b * stards! "The border soldiers were angered by his contemptuous tone, and both sides immediately started to make noise.
"Tofu, scallion pancakes, osmanthus sandwiched yuanxiao …"
"F * ck off! If you f * cking want to join in the fun, I'll let you go to the Discipline Commission office and shout! "Qianhu Xie pointed at the crowd and cursed. With a whoosh, a group of commoners hurriedly lowered their heads, afraid that he would point at their faces. The hawkers squatted in the crowd and didn't dare to make a sound.
At this moment, the QING: Five Cities Warlords, who had been hiding far away with their tails between their legs, came back again. Two slaves in the distance raised their leather whips in the air and made a "pa pa" sound. They shouted, "QING: Five Cities Warlords are on duty. Unrelated people, get out of the way!"
A group of people carrying water and fire rods, sabers on their waists, and iron chains in their hands aggressively pushed and scolded, pushing and shoving the onlookers like a boat being pushed away by the waves, surging to the sides. A clanking sound was heard from the crowd, and someone shouted, "Aiyo, you burned me!"
"Oh my god, who messed with my stall? My assorted vegetable buns …"
The patrolling monster trainer rushed forward and stood between the Imperial Bodyguard and the border soldiers. He adjusted his hat, which had been squeezed crooked, and shouted, "Lord Jia Gujia of the QING: Five Cities Warlords has arrived ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"
"Bam!" A thin-skinned dumpling knocked his official hat askew again. "Scram to the side."
Lord Jia Gu hurriedly ran to the middle of the two armies that were about to start fighting. He pulled out the saber from his waist and pointed it towards the sky with a 'qiang' sound. He shouted in an awe-inspiring manner, "Everyone stop! Duke Wei, Lord Yang has arrived ~ ~ ~ ~"
When the arrogant border army officers and soldiers heard this, their forward steps immediately took a step back. The baihu, general, corporal, and other officials who were originally charging at the front also hurriedly squeezed left and right, shrinking back into the crowd to avoid being too conspicuous.
The Imperial Bodyguard on the other side also stopped making noise. The scene was silent for a moment.
Yang Ling creased his brows as he strolled into the middle of the field. He walked past a few large bowls and chicken noodles that were scattered on the ground. He then looked at the soldiers of the border army in displeasure. These proud soldiers and fierce generals could not help but take two steps back in fear, their heads drooping listlessly.
Yang Ling snorted loudly and scolded, "How impressive, how capable. All of you, go back and form your own military discipline. Each of you will be punished with 20 strokes of the stick. What are you waiting for?"
The officials looked at each other in dismay. After exchanging a meaningful glance, they cupped their hands and said, "This general obeys!" The border army's small square formation uniformly backed up a few steps, and then turned left, leaving with large steps.
Yang Ling turned around and walked in the direction of the Imperial Bodyguard. The Imperial Bodyguards spontaneously retreated, opening a path for him. Commander Jia and the patrolling monster trainer hurriedly chased after him, walking through the gap between the two human walls.
The last wisp of smoke dissipated into the air. The incense had burned to the end. A bodyguard walked to Jiang Bin's side and said in a low voice, "Sir!"
"Yes!" Jiang Bin slowly opened his eyes and glanced at the incense burner. His eyes suddenly turned fierce. He took a deep breath and shouted, "Qian Ning, come out!"
Qian Ning raised his red tasseled spear and stood under the house sign. He said angrily, "Jiang Bin, what do you want?"
Jiang Bin laughed coldly and said, "Looks like you won't accept a toast only to drink a forfeit. A man's words carry enormous weight. Three incense sticks have burned out, and if you don't want to hand him over, then let's draw the line. Are we going to fight one on one, or are we going to let our brothers fight it out first?"
Qian Ning saw the murderous look on his face and did not dare to use force against him. He only sneered, "You have guts. You are a general leading an army. You are obviously a ruffian soldier. How dare you surround and threaten me with your soldiers."
Jiang Bin threw his head back and laughed. "Hahaha, you got it right. I'm just a ruffian, a sly soldier. A real man can take any kind of humiliation, except for the humiliation of a tortoise. I don't want to be a tortoise. You're a dignified Lord Qian, so you're going to be a little tortoise?"
The bodyguards next to Jiang Bin roared with laughter. Qian Ning was so angry that his face was as red as blood. He pointed at Jiang Bin and said angrily, "Jiang Bin, don't go too far. Father will throw you into prison and make you beg for death …"
Jiang Bin said coldly, "You can try. If you have the ability, then capture Father first. Don't just talk without action. If you're a man, then step forward! Father is a soldier? You're a scoundrel! "
Qian Ning saw that Jiang Bin was about to charge forward with his men. He hurriedly shouted, "Father is a scoundrel. Do you think I'll lower myself to fight you? Men, men, close the door. I want to see if he has the guts to smash the temple. "
Jiang Bin roared. He suddenly raised his shining sabers and rushed up the stairs like a whirlwind. With a thud, he kicked the half-closed door of the temple, knocking over two Imperial Bodyguards who were pushing the door. He roared, "Who dares to close the door? Ah ~ ~! "
He swung the sabers in his hands and used the move "Birth of the Vajra". Qian Ning saw that he could no longer dodge, so he shook the spear in his hand and used the move "Green Dragon Nods". His legs opened up into a stance. The bodyguards under the two also shouted and raised their sabers and spears.
Yang Ling had just arrived and shouted from afar, "Stop!"
Qian Ning and Jiang Bin looked around and saw that it was Yang Ling. They couldn't help but be happy and shocked. They were momentarily frozen in place. Yang Ling quickly rushed over, his gaze fierce as he shouted, "Two officials of the imperial court, how dare you brandish your spears and swords here! Put them away!"
Jiang Bin sheathed his sabers resentfully. Qian Ning was overjoyed. He stepped forward and said, "Duke, you've come at the right time. This Jiang daren is too rude and unreasonable. This lowly official knows that he's your subordinate, so I didn't go too far. But he's pressing me. I hope Duke can help me with this matter."
Jiang Bin roared, "Bullsh * t, you traitor …"
"Shut up!" Yang Ling looked around, and only relaxed when he saw that the onlookers were standing far away. He pulled the two of them and said, "Let's go, let's go in and find a place to talk. What's the big deal that caused such a commotion? This is outrageous."
Yang Ling pulled the two of them in and found a stone table in the garden. He let the two of them sit around the table. He sat in the middle and looked around. He said, "Tell me, what's the quarrel that caused such a big scene?"
Jiang Bin blushed and said angrily, "It's not a quarrel. This bastard stole my woman."
Qian Ning sneered, "Why did you say she's your woman? Where's the evidence? "
Yang Ling's eyes widened. He then smiled bitterly, "You … you guys, so it's because of the beauty? I'm so angry. There are so many beauties on the Qinhuai River. Do you have to fight over that one? Even if you've taken a fancy to her, there has to be a first come, first served rule, right? Today, Qian daren is the guest of honor. Then you, Jiang daren, should wake up early tomorrow and get ahead of him. "
Yang Ling wanted to laugh after he said that. Even though what he said was the truth, it still sounded a little weird to hear the two patrons fighting for the limelight. Unexpectedly, Jiang Bin glared at him and angrily pounded the table, "My Duke, only a ghost would want to steal a girl from him. He stole my woman, my concubine, Wang Mantang!"
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