Quick Fishing Guide

Chapter 48
Looking at Xiao Taohua's scorching eyes, Wang Chuan actually didn't understand.Although I am relatively popular with my sisters on both sides of the Qinglong River, it is just a joke on weekdays. In the eyes of those sisters, I can compare myself to a literati who can recite poems, compose songs, write poems, and bring them fame and benefits. We are important, Wang Chuan absolutely does not believe it.

Reality is not a fairy tale.things in fairy tale are lies.

He just broke a willow to see off Professor Han, who is famous all over the capital, and now he breaks another willow to give himself a little catcher. Wouldn't this be disgraceful to Han Tong in front of so many people?

What did this prostitute under the pseudonym Han Tong hold in his hands think?Doesn't she need to consider the feelings of Han Tong and other scholars?
He didn't understand, but seeing the displeasure in the eyes of the scholars in front of him, Wang Chuan knew that he didn't need to think too much about how to deal with it. He immediately took the willow branch and said with a smile: "Miss Peach Blossom is so kind, if I don't accept it, Isn’t that a waste of natural resources? Thank you Miss Peach Blossom, Wang is deeply honored.”

The literati blocking the way were so angry that some even gasped for breath, but Wang Chuan didn't care.Mr. Yang looked happy in front of him, that's enough.As the head arrester of Six Doors, Detective Wang is very clear about his position. His immediate boss is Chief Detective Yang. As for these literati in front of him, no matter how famous the officials are, they have nothing to do with him.I just follow the Chief Detective's wishes, and these people in front of me can't control Chief Detective Yang, so why should I look at their faces?And they still see themselves as unhappy, making them even more unhappy, isn't that the best thing?

Wang Chuan gave full play to the spirit of the shit-stirring stick, which made all the literati feel depressed and Mr. Yang was in a good mood.

The flower street prostitutes who accompanied the scholars all quietly cast winks at Wang Chuan, but unlike Xiao Taohua, they always took into account the mood of the people around them, and they only quietly did not dare to make too much publicity.Wang Chuan stirred to the end with a stick, and made a move of "returning a stroke of the law to the other body". He threw back the winking eyes wherever he received them. For a while, the eyes of the crowd flew wildly. Seeing that there was something wrong between Wang Chuan and these Huajie women, he was disgusted.

"Indecent, huh!"

Someone finally couldn't take it anymore, and they cupped their hands together and said, "Mr. Han, go slowly, I'm ashamed to be with these shameless white men, let's go first!" He turned around and left with a wave of his sleeves.

Wang Chuan bowed his hands towards the man's back, and said, "Six-door Bai Dinggong sent Mr. Huajie." The man did not speak well to him, and there was a lot of contempt in his words, so naturally he would not be friendly with him, so first buckle He wears a hat.It's a pity that the name of Huajie is not good. If it is called Green Hat Street, then this hat will be more refreshing.

The man paused, then snorted again, and his steps became faster and faster, like clockwork.The faces of the people seeing off became darker and darker.

Mr. Yang's mood became better and better, he laughed and said, "I'm a son of a family, and I run around all day for the safety of the people in Beijing. I, the king, patrol the streets on weekdays, get close to the village, be kind to people, and protect one side. It's a matter of course to be loved by others. You don't know how hard we work, but you don't need such small stomachs, right? If you and other scholars are like this, it's really shameful!"

These words are straightforward and superficial, extremely subjective, very much in the style of Mr. Yang.If it were any other time, I would have been stunned by literati who are used to biting words.But now because of Wang Chuan's incident, none of the scholars accepted Mr. Yang's words.

Han Tong tried his best to ignore Mr. Yang's words, looked straight at Wang Chuan, and said, "Although this Mr. Wang is in the six gates, he must be an elegant person who can attract the attention of Peach Blossom Girl and other girls." A little poem about peach blossoms, in exchange for Miss Peach Blossom giving willows as a farewell gift, but I don’t know if Catcher Wang has any good poems to repay the friendship that little peach blossoms have left with willows?”

Mr. Yang's expression suddenly changed. Just as he was about to speak, Xiao Taohua stepped forward and said, "Mr. Han, please don't embarrass Mr. Wang. Mr. Wang works hard on weekdays, and everyone in Huajie is taken care of by him. Xiao Taohua respects and loves him." The way Captain Wang is a person is the same as respecting Mr. Han's poems. Captain Wang is not someone who accompanies poetry, so there is no need to respond to me with poems. Little Taohua hears Captain Wang say thank you, that's enough." These words are already full of love. It was obviously biased towards Wang Chuan, and everyone present could hear it.Han Tong's expression changed slightly, and his eyes became increasingly evil.

Of course, as a senior of the Academy, Han Tong will not be hard on Wang Chuan, a young junior in the six doors—at least not on the surface.Han Tong's face and eyes were all fleeting, he sighed, and said with a smile: "Forget it, I'm an academy student, and it's really not right for me to argue with a small policeman."

The words were modest, but there was a lot of meaning behind them - this meant that he and Wang Chuan were not on the same level, and there was no need to argue with Wang Chuan.Wang Chuan's eyes twitched when he heard this, and he thought about whipping this sanctimonious old man with the wicker in his hand. With a thought in his mind, he smiled slightly and started to talk again: "So that Mr. Han will know that this boy also had some poetic talent back then." , was spotted by many private school teachers in Beijing, and wanted to accept the boy as a disciple. However, the boy only wanted to do things and did not like to read poetry, so he did not enter the private school to study, but went to the Liumen Martial Arts Academy. Later, he entered the school by himself. Six doors away, the villain is focused on the stability of the capital. He runs around all day long and has no other thoughts. This poetic touch is just fed to the dog. When it comes to poetry, I am really not as good as you."

The expressions of Han Tong and everyone seeing him off changed.This group of people are all popular people in the flower street, and they are the best at poetry, music, and poetry. Wang Chuan's sentence "feeding the dog with his poetry" is heart-breaking to them.

However, Wang Chuan knew very well that this group of scholars were good at fighting for their tongues, so how could they allow people to fight back when they said these words?Immediately, he bowed his hands to Mr. Yang, and said: "Mr. Mr. Mr. Arrest, we have important tasks to deal with, but you led a group of people to stop us for such a long time after we left Beijing. We really cannot afford to delay."

"Then what the hell are you waiting for? The business is important, so what do we do, get on the horse and go!"

Mr. Yang stared at him, and after saying this, he muttered softly, "This kid, why is he always a fucking thief?"

Why don't all the arresters understand what it means?Immediately, they all took orders to mount their horses, and Long Butou gave an order: "Let's go!"

The Xiliang steed was tall and fierce, and when it started to move, the group of people blocking the road didn't dare to stand any longer, and all moved to avoid it.The dragon catcher took the lead, Wang Chuan mixed in with the catchers, and the horses galloped past, billowing faint smoke.

Wang Chuan turned his head and saw that Han Tong's face was completely dark inside the thin smoke and dust, and he was very refreshed.Pretend to be forced and run away, making people suffocated and angry, it's hard to find a place, this kind of thing is really fucking cool!

All the arresters galloped wildly, talking about under the long pavilion, laughing endlessly.

"Hahahaha, Brother Xiao Wang is really amazing. With this mouth alone, Boss Yang has gained face. When we come back, Boss Yang won't be able to reward you properly!"

"Hey! You don't know much about this. Look at Lao Wang's prestige in the eyes of the sisters in Huajie. He must be much happier than Mr. Yang on weekdays. Why do you need Mr. Yang's reward? Let's talk about that little peach blossom, tsk tsk tsk tsk , that's really a unique flower street, I really don't know how Lao Wang hooked up with him, and even sent Liu Xiangliu."

Wang Chuan felt like he was back in the capital again, being laughed at by his colleagues in Beijing and China.He endured the mood of wanting to hate others, thinking about something, after a while, he finally figured out some joints, couldn't help but slapped his thigh, and said:
"I'm just telling you! This little peach blossom is really a scheming bitch!"

　In the past two days, I don’t know who has acclaimed my Hua Congee’s "A Poetic Feed the Dog". I often listen to it. The lyrics are very interesting.I couldn't help but use this sentence here.I recommend everyone to listen to it.Thanks to the lazy Yinglong, Yao Yedeng, and the wrong username for tipping.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)