Qing Yan looked back in surprise and happened to meet Yan Yunting's smiling eyes, unable to hide his surprise and excitement: "Yan...When did you arrive?"

"I have heard you have finished singing three songs, well... I didn't expect that you are not only beautiful but also singing so well." Yan Yunting praised without hesitation.

Qing Yan's cheeks were slightly red, and she gently pulled away from Yan Yunting, "Do you think there are not enough people around you?"

"I have always been thick-skinned." Yan Yunting smiled, pulled Qing Yan and walked back.

"Let's go!" The man in the Confucian robe slapped the table and stood up. Obviously, their faces were very thin and glared at Yan Yunting: "Who are you? Why are you blocking my wine?"

Yan Yunting smiled coldly, "Everyone said that he only sings and doesn't accompany him. You spend a lot of money and pick up the wine glass again. Who are you planning to make things difficult for?"

"It's outrageous! I admire the silver because I like this girl's talent. I toast to make friends with her!"

"So the outside world says that you scholars are hypocritical hypocrites. Do you want to make friends with them? I'm embarrassed to point out you!"

"You barbarian, how dare you be a shameful person!"

"First of all, you must be gentle."

"It's outrageous!" Two men in Confucian robe stood up at the same time, looking like they were about to take action.

Yan Yunting also held the hilt of the sword and sneered: "What? Do you want to take away love with a knife?"

"What's wrong!"

"choke!"

With a dragon roar, the giant sword was unsheathed!

Yan Yunting pointed his sword at the man in Confucian robe, and the cold light was gurgling, and his evil spirit was overwhelming!

Two men in Confucian robe were so scared that they took a few steps back. One of them said in a deep voice: "Do you know who we are? How dare you look at us in Yuzhou City!"

Yan Yunting smiled and said, "Two, don't think I'm young and easy to bully. I also have a backstage in Yuzhou City."

"Ha... what kind of backstage can you have, as a gangster? Even if the magistrate comes, you have to respect me, Huangshan Academy three points!"

"Yan... Have you forgotten your current identity? Put away the sword quickly and don't make trouble for the officers and soldiers." Qing Yan pulled Yan Yunting.

"Oh, this is a good meal, why are you still using your sword?" At this time, Zhang Ge hurriedly ran from the kitchen to smooth things over. He first protected Yan Yunting and put away the sword, then looked at the two disciples of Confucian robe and said:

"Two young men give me some face and don't make trouble in the inn, otherwise I have to go to Huangshan to ask Master Wei for advice."

When the two Confucian disciples heard the name of "The Master Wei" and their faces showed fear. They looked at each other and hummed: "Today, for the sake of Manager Zhang, let you go, let us go!"

The two hurriedly left the inn.

"Shopkeeper Zhang, I want to explain to you that they were the ones who harassed the girl first, and then I saw the injustice and drew my sword to help me." Yan Yunting said withdrew his sword.

"Those scholars have always been like this, but a few of them are not frightened, are they?"

"Are you frightened?" Yan Yunting looked at Qing Yan with a smile.

"I'm too lazy to pay attention to you, please!" Qing Yan glared at Yan Yunting and walked out of the inn.

"What? Hero Yan, do you still know them?" Zhang Ge scratched his head.

"It's not just acknowledge? She is also my future wife!" Yan Yunting smiled and greeted Ning Ruowei and others: "You can eat slowly, you can't finish it and pack it, and then go to the foot of Huangshan, ten miles away from the west city to look for..."

After saying that, he grabbed two bags of pastries on the table and hurriedly chased out of the inn.

Ning Ruowei had a stern face, "I'm full." So she slapped the chopsticks on the table, got up and followed.

...

Qing Yan and the other two walked through the crowd with musical instruments in their arms. When they left the city, there were fewer people before they dared to take off their covers.

"Oh, I lost hundreds of taels today. How could I get along with Bingyan when I go back?" Ding Jiujiu sighed softly. It turned out that she was the musician who played the piano.

"Speaking of this, it's no wonder that we are all. Someone suddenly appears and makes us lose our business." Qing Yan glanced at Yan Yunting behind him.

Yan Yunting smiled and said, "You have a drink with him. Next time he will ask for more. Living under someone's roof, the customs and singing are not a long-term solution, and it will not help you support so many refugees."

"That's a must-have. The two disciples of the Confucian Sect, Qin Guangtai and Xu Shun'an, were the students of Liu Bojun, the second head of Huangshan Academy. Liu Bojun has always disliked us the most. If his two students go back to complain, what if we drive us away from the foot of Huangshan?" Qing Yan pointed at Yan Yunting's nose and blamed him.

Yan Yunting curled his lips, "Are you so short of money? Didn't Yuwen Changqing settle you down?"

Ding Jiujiu said at this time: "It was just a settlement, but a piece of open land was drawn at the foot of Huangshan Mountain. Apart from that, there was nothing else. The land had to be opened and the house had to be repaired by itself. But we didn't even have the most basic farm tools, and we didn't have the money to buy wood. Where can we repair the house?"

In the past, which of these women were not fancy clothes and were wearing gold and silver? But now they were wearing cloth clothes and begging for art, and even their figures seemed to be much thinner than before.

The food, drink, defecation and urination of thousands of people cannot be solved by just a group of women. The refugees in the Western Regions will be regarded as plague gods by the local people as plagues as soon as they enter the city... They are full and warm and lustful. They are hungry and cold, and they are unable to eat and wear clothes. They can only go to the city to steal. In this way, their reputation will become worse and worse, and sooner or later, Huangshan Academy will not be able to save them.

It will soon be winter, and heavy snow will come to Yuzhou City. If there is no cotton coat in the house, I don’t know how many people will be able to last until next winter.

"Have Ouyang Bingyan personally went to negotiate with Wei Yingzhou?" Yan Yunting asked.

Ding Jiujiu was angry immediately, "I'm still negotiating. Bingyan went to look for it several times, but she didn't even let the gate in... I think Wei Yingzhou is really timid, and he is also known as the number one sword of the Confucian Sect. I think he's just a turtle with his head!"

Qing Yan sighed: "You can't say that, even if you drink wine, Mr. Yuwen asked us to wait for news and said that it was not time yet."

"When will it take until the weather gets colder and some of us live in caves. We can't eat enough, we don't wear warm clothes, and we don't even have money to get medicine when we get sick!"

"Oh... I live under someone else's roof, and I'm just short of people. How can we be qualified to ask for more? I'd better make money and be self-reliant. When the flowers bloom next spring, everything will be fine."

Qing Yan took two steps forward, and Yan Yunting followed two steps.

"What are you doing with me? Do you have nothing to do with your own?" she suddenly turned around and asked.

"Long time no see, can't I come to you to reminisce about the past?" Yan Yunting said with a smile.

Qingyan said, "But I'm very busy all day. In the afternoon, I have to help chop wood, clear the land, and chisel stones. If you have free time, go with me?"

"I won't go." Yan Yunting shook his head and turned around and left.
Chapter completed!