ebookland Chapter 187 Where Does Nobility Come From?
Chapter 187 Where Does Nobility Come From?
Ning Yuan and the others waited outside the door for quite a long time.
Chen Liangzi also returned empty-handed. Ning Yuan decided not to wait any longer and went directly to the back of the Xizhimen city wall, got some large logs or stone bars, and knocked it open.
Just as he was about to tell Fatty and others to find stones or logs, he suddenly saw a group of people running hurriedly from the west side of the alley.
A burly young man ran forward, constantly turning his head and bowing to greet an arrogant young man behind him.
"Master Ba, those bastards are here!"
This sturdy young man was Zhao Fuyang, the little Yangzi who was arranged by the old eunuch Chang Shoude to seek reinforcements.
The eighth master behind him is surnamed Jin.
Jin Changqing!
Their original surname was extremely valuable fifty years ago!
Therefore, this large group of young people in the flag still follow the lead of the younger generations of the Jin family.
Jin Changqing naturally also saw the large group of young people from the compound at the gate of the Guan family's house.
After frowning, he looked back at the several strong young men around him, and finally calmed down.
"Qi Tong, Na Wei! One moment I'll be strong, the next moment I'll be silent. Don't fight, both of you!"
The two sturdy young men named Qi Tong and Na Wei looked at each other and nodded quickly.
"Don't worry, Master!" "Don't worry, Master!"
Jin Changqing nodded and led everyone straight towards the Guan family mansion.
On the other side, Ning Yuan, Zhang Haiyang, Chen Liangzi and others naturally saw Jin Changqing and others coming from the alley entrance.
"Master Ning! I guess this family is the one who called us here!"
Chen Liangzi looked at the group of about fifty or sixty young bannermen not far away, and walked up to Ning Yuan and said.
Ning Yuan nodded, as if he thought of something, and actually laughed.
"Brothers, a guest is coming. Listen to me before you act!"
After Ning Yuan finished speaking, he pulled out a triangular scraper from his military bag, walked past the crowd and went straight to meet the group of young Manchus.
Behind him, Fan Xinhua, Zhang Haiyang, Zoucheng Yuan Jun, Chen Liangzi and others also drew their weapons and looked at the young men provocatively.
Just when Ning Yuan was feeling sleepy, he got a pillow. Just when he was worried about not being able to find anything interesting, they delivered it to his door!
No wonder Ning Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud.
Jin Changqing brought more than 60 young people from various households and came straight to Ning Yuan and the others.
These young bannermen are no longer the playboys of thirty or forty years ago who spent their days eating, drinking, whoring and gambling.
Those who were able to follow Jin Laoba on this trip were basically young men who had learned family martial arts and had been training since childhood. Therefore, Jin Laoba was not really inferior to this group of arrogant young men from the compound.
But as soon as he stood still, a few people behind Jin Changqing who had fought on the street recognized Ning Yuan immediately.
The faces of these people changed instantly, and they hurried forward to get close to Jin Changqing.
"Master Ba, there's trouble!"
Jin Changqing was just about to control his momentum and have a good chat with the young man in the officer's coat opposite him, but he was suddenly interrupted by a panicked voice beside him.
After giving him a displeased glance, he nodded, signaling the boy to continue.
The young man didn't dare to delay.
"Eighth Master, the man opposite is Ning Yuan! I and several brothers from the Tong and Lan families have seen this man before, so I'm sure he's right!"
"Ning Yuan?"
Jin Changqing's expression became serious, and he turned his head to look at the young man who was speaking.
Obviously he had also heard of Ning Yuan's deeds.
Although this lineage of bannermen has been much more low-key recently, it seems that they really don't leave the house.
But after all, he was the former owner of this city, and his connections and information channels were very smooth, with all kinds of people from all walks of life.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been able to avoid this disaster by covering their heads!
Someone must have gotten the message early on.
The various things that Ning Yuan and his group have done during this period have become well-known in the city.
Jin Changqing and the others had naturally heard of it.
Ning Yuan was neither in a hurry to speak nor in a hurry to take action.
Instead, he looked up and down at the rather arrogant young man in front of him.
Although he was also wearing a coarse cotton coat (it was not that he couldn't afford to wear silk or colorful clothes, but he really didn't dare!), but when he saw the beads on her wrist, Ning Yuan knew that this person was even more noble.
After Jin Changqing knew that the person opposite him was Ning Yuan, and saw Ning Yuan looking him up and down unscrupulously, he couldn't help but frown.
Who would dare to look at him like that? But things are different now, and he can only endure it for the time being even if he is unhappy.
"Sir, are you Ning Yuan, the man who has recently become famous in the city?"
Jin Changqing clasped his hands together and spoke politely to Ning Yuan.
Ning Yuan was not really surprised, as he also understood the reputation he had earned.
So he nodded, put away the triangular scraper and bowed to Jin Changqing.
Seeing that Ning Yuan had no intention of continuing the conversation, Jin Changqing couldn't help but frown again.
When has he ever felt so aggrieved?
But due to the situation, he had no choice but to suppress his dissatisfaction and continue speaking.
"This house belongs to us, the bannermen. I don't know how I have offended Brother Ning. Could you please show some mercy?"
Ning Yuan raised his eyes, thought about it and continued.
"Which family are you from?"
"My ancestors are from the Aisin-Gioro clan!"
When Jin Changqing mentioned his last name, a hint of pride unconsciously emerged.
Ning Yuan thought it was really ridiculous, and asked Zhang Haiyang beside him loudly without any hesitation.
"What the hell? What kind of a name is that? Is it that impressive?"
Zhang Haiyang naturally understood what Ning Yuan meant, so he continued what he said.
"Ningyuan, you are so narrow-minded! They are called Aisin-Gioro, a legitimate royal family of the Qing Dynasty!"
After listening to this, Ning Yuan pretended to think about it.
"Alright, I really did manage to catch a big fish. Now the people are in charge, where does the royal family come from?"
"Hey buddy, where do you live? I'm here to help you clean up all that crap. No need to thank me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fatty Fan, Yuan Jun and others all laughed so hard that they couldn't stop, and started to make a fuss and shout.
"That's right, boy, take us for a stroll around your house!"
"That's right, we have to contribute to their transformation!"
"Hey, I'm not as great as you guys. I just want to visit what the royal family's residence is like. I heard from the old people at home that the shoulder poles used to carry water are made of gold. I don't know if it's true or not!"
The people behind Ning Yuan were talking and laughing loudly, completely ignoring the fact that Jin Changqing opposite him had a face as black as the bottom of a pot.
Not only did Jin Changqing's face fall, but the large group of young bannermen behind him also gritted their teeth and drew out the swords and axes they brought with them.
Just waiting for Jin Changqing's order!