Chapter 173 Jiang Hezhu’s tangle
“Prince Jiang, let’s make a long story short!”
Xin Zhuo’s cavalry and carriage team has not yet arrived at the east gate of Du Kang Mansion, the prefect’s Yamen officials, local gentry, and wealthy nobles It’s already bustling with people looking forward to it.
Moreover, the wealthy ladies were standing on the side of the road, dressed in fancy clothes, surrounded by maids, with bright eyes, not knowing what they were planning to do.
The newly promoted Prince Jiang knows very well how to deal with the rough and tumble in the world, but the etiquette discussions with dignitaries are actually very vulgar. Fortunately, everyone present needs to watch him. He could choose to ignore it.
Of course, after receiving a lot of gifts, everyone "talked happily".
Only one of them, a bearded middle-aged man, came over with a smile on his face, as if he was wearing plaster.
"Gouzi! What do you want to say?"
Before Xin Zhuo could wonder who this person was, he saw that the green dragon sword in Brother Sheng Ling's hand had been slapped on this person's face. On the back, it seems that they still know each other.
“Long time no see, Commander Sheng!”
The middle-aged man came to the carriage with a smile on his face and a disgusted look on his face, and said humbly: "Little man Jiang farewell to the carriage, my father once served in the Jiang Mansion..."
Brother Sheng Ling interrupted neatly: "I work as a servant under the third master, planting flowers."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Jiang Bieche coughed lightly and looked into the carriage. Jiang Shizi couldn't understand his expression, "I have a dog under my knees, named Jiang Hezhu. The dog's eyes used to be blind to people, and it was an eyesore for the prince. A few days ago, he troubled the prince's disciples again..."
< br>Xin Zhuo had already figured out Jiang Bieche’s intention. Jiang Hezhu discovered Cui Ying’er and the others and asked: “Where are my people?”
"Sanli Old Village in Beicheng!"
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"Come out, seriously, you are making it difficult for me. We have all been bandits and we are all in the same camp! "
"Who is the same as you? Look at your appearance! Are you willing to come in?"
"I won't go in!"
Outside the dilapidated gate of the old village, Jiang Hezhu and a group of guards sat on the ground with their arms and legs spread out, all of them with sad faces and messy hair.
I have been fighting with Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu and the others for three days, and they have never dared to leave even half a step.
He never thought that a few thieves would become huge thorns. He had already chased them all the way, but now he had left them alone. He was afraid that these people would end up in front of Xin...Jiang Shizi. How to program yourself.
Only by inviting them out and treating them well, can we add a little hope to the misunderstanding that is already "making things worse".
“Boom…”
Suddenly there was a deafening sound of horse hoofbeats in the distance. Five hundred golden-armored cavalry that made one's scalp numb and one's heart tremble were followed by hundreds of local gentry officials and dignitaries.
Great momentum!
Xin Thief...Prince Jiang is here!
Jiang Hezhu's expression changed again and again. He recalled everything that happened in Fufeng Mansion in his mind, and thought of the letter he sent to Xin Zhuo's enemies in high spirits a few months ago.
My scalp felt numb, my heart beat faster, and then...
He curled his lips, pinched his eyelids twice, cried "Wow" loudly, and stumbled forward: "Your Majesty! I was wronged!"
There was silence in the carriage.
Hundreds of Iron Floating Guards looked at them coldly, and the manic pressure came instantly, coupled with the sarcasm on the faces of a group of people who usually call themselves uncles and disciples, and the eyes of the father that almost breathed fire...
Jiang Hezhu acted fake and real in an instant, crying loudly. He really wanted to cry. A little bandit suddenly turned out to be the grandson of the famous Jiang family.
There is nothing better than this in the world. Something crazier?
Why did I mess with him? If I could do it all over again, when I went to Fufeng Mansion, I would immediately run to Fulong Village to mix with him.
Just when Jiang Hezhu was crying more and more miserably, the carriage curtain opened, a pair of feet stepped on his back, and rubbed his brand new boots that were not dirty.
Jiang Hezhu looked up and saw that it was Thief Xin Gouzi...Jiang Shizi, he would have gone crazy if he had a strong self-esteem in the past, but now...it is inexplicably ironing:
< br>"Your Majesty, is it okay for me to step on my back?"
"It's a little bit painful for my feet!" Xin Zhuo jumped down and walked towards the gate of the old village opposite. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his mentality changed inexplicably. , exchange shotguns for cannons, and a group of thieves exchange guns. They no longer have to go hungry and have a full meal. They are being hunted everywhere: "Come out, let's go to the capital and have a try!"
"Huh? It's the boss's voice!"
"Yes! Absolutely!"
There was a rustling sound inside, and soon the door was opened Open it, revealing Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui, Bai Jianxi, Han Qiniang, and of course Xiao Huang.
“The boss!”
Everyone was overjoyed to see Xin Zhuo. They ran a few steps and saw the imposing cavalry team and the dense crowd of dignitaries in the distance. They hesitated again.
"The boss, has something happened that can't be solved?" Han Qiniang's face turned pale and she winked, meaning that the boss could come in quickly and still be able to block the situation.
On the other hand, Cui Ying'er saw something unusual and asked carefully: "What happened to the boss? These people..."
Xin Zhuo sighed: "There is an extra vest!"< br>
The gentry and cavalry not far away from the word "waistcoat" would never understand it, but the Fulongshan thieves who had long been accustomed to the boss's "nonsense" understood it.
Murong Xiu carefully looked at the people in the distance and lowered his voice: "What kind of vest?"
Xin Zhuo also lowered his voice: "Lao Shizi, the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, I am also confused now."
Murong Xiu His face suddenly changed, and he flicked his hair: "Is this game...suitable? Isn't it a little too risky?"
Bai Jianxi also had twinkling eyes, turned his back to the crowd, and approached The boss's voice was very low: "How did the boss deceive them? What role do we need to play? Do I have the advantage?"
"I have the advantage now!" Xin Zhuo was inexplicably involved in the drama. , with a serious look on his face: "You must be confident and natural. My current vest is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family in Beijing. You are my bodyguards. Don't let your secret be exposed. If you reveal your secret, everyone's life will be at risk!"
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"Master, just take a look!"
"That's right!"
A group of people looked at the crowd in the distance and suddenly became confident.
Huang Dagui smiled at the crowd: "That's right! The head of our family is the eldest grandson of the Jiang family, you know... We knew about it early on, but it's just a secret and we don't tell anyone about it under normal circumstances."< br>
Lower his voice: "The boss, is that what you mean?"
"Well, very good!" Xin Zhuo nodded.
Han Qiniang's eyes suddenly turned red and she choked with sobs: "Our young master has suffered so much, but he is finally home..."
Bai Jianxi had already burst into tears and was trembling. She looked at the sky: "Our young master has been wandering for many years, and no one feels sorry for him. We are the loyal guards who are always by his side."
"Hey..." Cui Ying'er couldn't help but say Laugh out loud.
Han Qiniang patted her without leaving any trace: "Sister Ying'er, damn it, I told you that your acting skills were no longer good."
"Yes!" Cui Ying'er sighed and fell into the drama for a moment.
The crowd in the distance looked confused. Why...why were they crying miserably?
"So you all know, and you didn't tell me earlier!"
Jiang Hezhu suddenly felt a bit of hatred in his heart, and rushed over, carefully avoiding Xin Zhuo, and pointed at a few people, " You are trying to provoke me, you are not a bully!"
Bai Jianxi lowered his voice: "Master, what role does this guy play?"
Xin Zhuo coughed lightly and looked at Jiang Hezhu: "Mr. Jiang, our friendship is a friendship. You owe me three hundred thousand taels of silver, five hundred pieces of silk and satin, and six fine horses. When will you pay me back?" br>
"When did I..." Jiang Hezhu's face turned pale, isn't this nonsense? These are basically all the assets of my family. You, a thief, used to be a mountain bandit, so how did you get so many things?
"That's right! The kid is in need, and everything is ready!"
In the distance, Jiang Bieche's face was filled with pain and joy, "Bring it to the prince immediately!"
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Tomorrow’s minimum will be seven chapters.
(End of this chapter)