"Stop! This is a freight terminal, and passenger ships are not allowed to be docked."

The new warehouse manager Zhang Yiming raised his arms high and waved a red warning sign back and forth, but there was no effect. It seemed that the people on the boat were shouting something. Zhang Yiming straightened his two wind-catching ears, but could not hear anything.

In a blink of an eye, the boat arrived in front of him, but there was no sign of stopping. Seeing that he was about to run into his own boat, Zhang Yiming was shocked and ordered his subordinates to avoid it. With a whisper, the boat rushed by the boat. Zhang Yiming staggered and almost fell into the water. The two ships intertwined. He heard clearly. The person who was shouting was the boss of the ship, saying that the ship was no longer controlled by him. Zhang Yiming was confused. The boss of the boat didn't care about the ship. How could the boat leave? A thought suddenly jumped out of his mind: 'Is there a bandit on the ship?"

Zhang Yiming didn't even think about it, and pulled out the knife with a 'cang' and shouted viciously: "Bold thief, how dare you act under the eyes of yourselves. Brothers, fuck you guys!" Hey! Lord Li is on the shore, how can you not be successful without selling some strength?

Several yamen runners on the boat were overjoyed. They were originally scoundrels under the skeleton, but later they became Yibin County urban management. Now they have just become regular yamen runners. They are suffering from being unable to fight like they used to. At this time, the opportunity came. They all jumped up, pulled out the rusty knife, shouted, jumped over several stoppers, and rushed to the revetment.

The ship was Wang Bingge's ship. He had just turned around from the passenger terminal. The ships there were too dense, as if they had just opened a hypermarket. If they wanted to dock, they had to wait until dawn the next day. There was no VIP terminal, so he was too lazy to queue up and ordered the ship to turn around and come to the freight terminal. In his opinion, there was nothing good or bad in the world, only things that could be done and could not be done. The boss of the ship did not dare, so he ordered his subordinates to seize the rudder and squeezed into the gap between the two giants.

Wang Bing ordered his subordinates to throw a few coins and leave the boat ashore. Zhang Yiming and his party arrived just in time, and surrounded the five of them. Zhang Yiming saw that the other party was tall, calm, and wearing a soap suit. Although there were only a few people, they were strong and powerful, as if they could not match a hundred people. They also carried long swords. The Tang Dynasty's martial style was very strong, and almost all young and strong men wore swords, but most of them were unblack decorations, and few with long swords were worn. This only shows that they were really a trainee, and the originally arrogant Zhang Yiming was suppressed in his momentum.

"We in Yibin County have regulations that passenger ships are not allowed to be parked here. Are you still not clear?"

Zhang Yiming only hoped that the other party would walk along his steps. Everyone was polite and said a few words and then they dispersed. Unexpectedly, the other party seemed deaf and didn't hear him at all. The four men divided into two rows, sandwiched the most majestic man in the middle, pushed them away, and went straight up the steps. Zhang Yiming was frozen there, his face swollen into pig liver, and then became blue and purple again. He wanted to have an attack, his legs were as weak as noodles, without any confidence. Looking at the yamen runners, all of them showed respect in their eyes, and there was no trace of the professionalism of the public.

Wang Bingge has experienced this scene a lot. He is the leader of the largest gang in Shu, so he naturally would not take the yamen runners from a small county to heart. A hint of mockery flashed in Wang Bingge's eyes. As he was about to go up the steps, he suddenly heard a low laugh. The sound exploded in his ears like thunder: "How is the snow mud in Langzhong?"

Wang Bingge suddenly looked back and stared at the sound. He saw a man standing by the big ship with his hands on his back, wearing a green brocade robe straight and straight. He was tall, with deep eyes, slightly raised his head, and a faint smile on his lips.

It was him! Wang Bing, the little shopkeeper of Langzhong Ice Drink Store, will never forget the kindness of his usual money in his life. It was that his usual money that made him and his mother stand up in Chengdu and slowly walk to this day. He took a big step and walked towards Li Qing. His body was like a giant bear, and he went to Li Qing in a blink of an eye, "Pull!" and a burst of dust arose under his knees.

"My benefactor is here, I will be bowed to each of the king's soldiers!" The four subordinates behind him also knelt down when they saw the gang leader kneeling down.

Li Qing had been staring at him since he got ashore, and he was not sure that he finally remembered the scene in Langzhong. It has been exactly one year, but it seems like several lifetimes have passed. "Super hero, please get up!" Li Qing helped him up, but he was like a dragonfly shaking the pillar, and it didn't move at all.

Wang Bingge kowtowed again, then slowly stood up, "Why is the benefactor here?"

"Don't be rude, man, this is our county magistrate." Zhang Yiming saw him kneeling down, his legs as hard as noodles suddenly became hard again, and he rushed over with his men.

"County Magistrate?" Wang Bingge was a little confused. Last year, he was a small shopkeeper selling ice water. After only one year, he became the county magistrate. The turning point in his life seemed to be a little bigger. He looked at the little white boat that had already escaped from the river. Suddenly he thought of himself, and he felt relieved. Isn't he the same? He couldn't even take out three cents last year, but now he is the leader of a big gang? This is the fate of fate, and it is also the ability of everyone.

"It turns out that my benefactor has become the county magistrate. Congratulations! Congratulations!"

Li Qing smiled and patted his shoulder. The thoughts in his mind were turning rapidly, and he also felt like he was talented. "It turned out that your name was Wang Bingge. It's getting late now, so you must have not had dinner yet! Let me go, I'll invite you to drink, and you can tell me about the experience of this year."

Wang Bingge nodded. He originally wanted to come and go around first to explore the customs and cultures, and then go back to make plans. Unexpectedly, the county magistrate here was an old friend, just like the one who went up the mountain to worship Buddha. He was about to find the way up the mountain, but found that the Buddha was right in front of him. Although he was a little undespicable, Wang Bingge no longer wanted to take detours.

"Then I'll disturb my benefactor!"

Li Qing heard a few coughs, and glanced at him, but saw Zhang Yiming and others pushing and hudding at him. He knew that the throats of the wine insects were itchy again, so he sucked Zhang Yiming on the scalp and cursed with a smile: "Then let's go together! Sanduo Restaurant, go call the skeletons too."

Zhang Yiming and the yamen runners were overjoyed when they heard this. They shouted like a group of geese, and like a group of monkeys who discovered fragrant fruits, chasing each other and running to book a place.

The two of them went up the steps and walked through the passage between the warehouses to the newly built Gongmingfang, the treasury of the past. It was already beyond recognition. One vertical, two horizontal and three wide stone roads crossed straight, and the road was covered with big trees. Although there has been a saying that "trees are moved to die and people are moved to live", the treasury is sufficiently fertile, which makes the big trees grow lushly, covering the road with a shade.

In Gongmingfang, there are restaurants, brothels, inns, and gambling halls. At the end of the road, a small temple with Zhao Gongming was being built in full swing. Sanduo Restaurant was at the first intersection, with an apricot yellow flag raised high, and the two big words "Sanduo" were written on it, which was round and powerful. It was written by the county magistrate,

The owner of the shop was Zhao Tuo. His life was ambition to open a brothel, but his wife was a worm in his stomach. If he had known what he was doing, he would have changed the brothel to a restaurant after serving him with a few rolling pins. At this moment, he had already received a group of yamen runners' news and was standing at the door and waiting for the county magistrate's carriage. However, he was old and had a little dizzy eyes. When Li Qing and his group passed by him, he didn't see it, and he was still standing on tiptoe to look into the distance.

"Is Manager Zhao waiting for someone?"

"Haha! County Magistrate Li is going to have a meal at the restaurant."

"This is a strange thing. Who am I?" Li Qing shook his head in confusion and went into the store.

After a while, Zhao Tuo realized that this seemed to be the voice of the county magistrate. When he turned around, he bumped into a flesh wall. He looked up and saw a man like a black bear staring at his flag and thinking. He quickly took a step back and explained with a smile: "These three-man means more wives, more money, and more descendants. I hope that every customer can do everything well after entering the store, and three-man is perfect."

Wang Bingge said "Oh!" and glanced at his shriveled and thin body, and couldn't help but laugh.

Zhang Yiming ordered a VIP room on the third floor. It doesn’t talk about wine, food, and it costs two cents of money to enter this door. This is why these guys came first to book a place. They can’t afford it every day, and it’s rare for a rich man to treat him. How can you let this opportunity go?

The VIP room is very spacious and can accommodate thirty people to eat. The furnishings in the house are luxuriously decorated, all of which are red sandalwood tables and chairs, gold ivory chopsticks, famous kiln porcelain bowls and dishes. But the most important ones are five or six beautiful girls serving them. A group of rough men have had a long time ago, either humming a meaty song on the precious red sandalwood table, or teasing the little girl in a lustful way. The few girls have never seen such a scene, and they have been scared to hide and their faces are swollen red.

"What are you doing, where is Zhang Yiming?" Li Qing's face immediately became gloomy when he saw his subordinates embarrassing his face.

"Zhang Cangcao is going to find Brother Skeleton."

A group of gangsters and yamen runners saw that the county magistrate looked bad, so they stood up because of frightened. They lowered their heads one by one and wanted to sneak out of the room, but were stopped by Wang Bingge at the door. He smiled at Li Qing and said, "My subordinates are even more tantrums than them. I like this kind of character the most. It is better to stay and be lively."

Li Qing thought to himself, and he didn't do anything right when he heard his tone, not to be a good thing, not like Song Jiang and Li Kui, I have to be careful not to mistake the bandits, which will affect the future promotion and wealth. Thinking of this, he waved his hand to a group of men and said, "Since the guest pleads, you can stay, but you must abide by the rules and don't tease my mother anymore. Did you hear that?"

A group of subordinates quickly patted their chests and promised to be kind from now on. They each went to grab a seat and sat down. They pinched the little girl's white and tender little hands and swore to swear, and promised not to tease her again. Only then did they calm down. Then Zhang Yiming also found the skeleton and officially started a banquet.

Li Qing was rescued by Li Kuhai and immediately rushed around like bees. They cleaned their hands and poured wine and cloth dishes. Their voices were sweet and they served them considerately. They served the group of rash men so that they all squinted their eyes, and they all had the idea of ​​accepting small things.

At this time, Wang Bing each picked up the wine glass as big as his thumb, smiled bitterly, "This wine glass is not my wish. Do you want to change it too?"

"Bingge, don't call me benefactor anymore. Just call me Li Qing or call me Yangming directly."

"Okay, my benefactor is a few years younger than me, so I will call you brother, what, do we want to change a cup to drink?"

Li Qing also picked up the wine glass and looked at it. It was indeed a little smaller. He looked at Wang Bingge at a glance, and suddenly thought of Xiao Feng and thought to himself that this person might be a huge amount, but he did not use a cup but a cup, so he was not afraid of him. He had a small amount of alcohol, and even a pound of drinks of three or five cups should not be a problem. The most important thing is that he should not underestimate him.

Thinking of this, Li Qing smiled generously, "Then let's change one!"

He waved to call Xiaoniang, but was stopped by Wang Bing, and laughed and said, "Don't use their cups, I brought them myself." A subordinate took out two 'cups' from his luggage and placed one in front of them, which shocked Li Qing. It was shaped like a cup, but it was like a soup basin. It could be filled with at least three kilograms of wine. A group of yamen runners gathered around and stared at the cup, their eyes staring at the cup, all of them staring at the eggs.

"This, is this a cup? Brother Wang is really good at joking," Li Qing's tongue actually tied a knot, "I think it's better to drink this with a bowl."

"This cup is even more enjoyable, come on! I'll fill it with you." Wang Bing each picked up two jars of wine, patted Kaifeng mud, Gudu! Gudu! Each poured a large glass full, shook it, the jar was empty. He smiled apologetically, "Drink first, if not enough, even if it's rare for brothers, it's rare for people to be so cheerful, haha!"

Li Qing slowly turned his head and looked at the yamen runners, desperately thinking about what fat there was on his hands. After thinking for a long time, it seemed that there was no vacant position except copying official documents. He had no choice but to cough, "This, don't you say you don't have to drink wine on weekdays? Now, the wine is coming, who is interested?"
Chapter completed!