Chapter 227 Han Jiulang's Quotations
"Cousin, what do you think?"
On the left side of the long street, in an elegant room of a tall building, Ji Cunxiao flapped his folding fan with a smile on his face.
Sitting not far behind him is a young man in black clothes. He has dark skin, slightly thick lips, a pair of strange light gray eyes, thick hands, and an equally rough tone: "Boring!"
Ji Cunxiao He put away the folding fan and said in surprise: "You are the second among the top ten young masters and have been obsessed with martial arts for twenty years. Aren't you interested in Jiang Yuqing, who is also a genius?"
Ji Lijian said: "Lu Jiu is not my opponent, I can defeat him with one move! Besides, the top ten young masters are not really powerful. There are many young masters in the capital! What kind of genius are you talking about!"
Lu Jiu is not his. Naturally, he would not take Jiang Yuqing seriously as his opponent.
Ji Cunxiao chuckled: "He is a true spirit of the Shinto. He broke through the seventh peak of Jiuluan Mountain and is now a half-step master."
Ji Lijian took a sip of tea: "He is not There is doubt about the real Shinto Qi, the kind of Qi that is rolled together. The seventh peak of Jiuluan Mountain is based on the experience of his ancestors! In short, the Jiang family is building momentum!"
"You also believe the imperial court's Flying Dog Gou! ?”
Ji Cunxiao sat aside helplessly. Anyway, he believed in Xin Zhuo's ability. How could someone who could compose "Sun Tzu's Art of War" and "Tao Te Ching" be mediocre?
Ji Lijian looked at him: "Then who should I believe?"
Ji Cunxiao couldn't help but feel bored for a while, and thought for a while: "Okay, is the following thing really boring?"< br>
Ji Lijian held the back of her head with both hands, stretched out a pair of long legs, and put them on the two singing girls on the side: "It's just a conspiracy!"
......
On the long street, Lingyi took a deep breath and walked towards the group of luxurious cars.
About ten feet away, the ten guards beside the car were already alert, and they lined up to surround him, swooping down with a fierce momentum.
"Miss Ling."
Zhang Guangpu shouted in horror, not knowing whether to enter or retreat. The reason why he caught up with Lingyi was just to enter Qiufeng Academy. At this time, he saw Lingyi Ignoring it, he simply looked behind him at the unexpectedly encountered Northern Xinjiang warrior Miao Xiaoliu, "Brother Miao..."
But he saw Miao Xiaoliu shrinking his head and his body trembling.
He couldn't help but cursed in a low voice: "Coward!"
Seeing that the dozen riders on the street were about to rush towards him, Lingyi suddenly stopped, his eyes were red, he clasped his fists and said loudly: "Lingyi begs the prince to let go of his mother Ling." Master! My mother has nothing to do with you, and the affairs of Qin Yuliu and others have nothing to do with my mother!"
More than a dozen horsemen clattered around her, and cold murderous aura swept out. .
But the luxury car was still driving, and it slowly stopped when it got close. Dozens of guards on both sides stared coldly, without saying a word, and there was no sound in the car.
A cold pressure spread in all directions.
Lingyi couldn't help but tremble, but still gritted his teeth and persisted, his eyes full of perseverance and stubbornness.
The surrounding streets were gradually filled with people watching.
"簌..."
The first drizzle finally fell on the autumnal equinox, and soon the world became cold.
In the crowd of people watching dozens of feet away behind the motorcade, Xiong Zhao was about to open the oil-paper umbrella, but Xin Zhuo held him down: "No, it will easily block your view when watching the excitement."
He held a bunch of candied haws in his hand and bit into it, leaving a piece of brown sugar coating on the corner of his mouth.
Cui Ying'er, Murong Xiu, Huang Dagui and other six people next to them also held a candied haws in their hands and looked at the car in front with wide eyes.
At this time, Xin Zhuo seemed to have been caught, and handed the remaining four candied haws to Xiong Zhao. The latter did not mind it, so he took it and ate it as a matter of course, earning strange looks from Huang Dagui and others.
This is the first time Xin Zhuo has gone out in the past 20 days. My mother, Ji Jiuwei, has been staying with him at home. According to my mother's wishes, she lets him go out to cause trouble and commit crimes. Her hands are itchy and she wants to kill a few. Dishonest.
It’s just that Xin Zhuo feels...
I still treat him as a child who doesn't understand the world. It's not that he can't do things like getting into trouble, but it's fun to bully people everywhere, but it's not in line with his style of acting. Who does things that are not beneficial? Aren't you talking nonsense? So it was replaced by Jiang Yugyu.
Jiang Yugui was like a tiger coming out of the cage. He immediately beat up a group of petty officials, beat up a few college students, and robbed someone's daughter. However, someone came to apologize to them. There is nothing more ridiculous in the world than this. It's okay, this guy's combat power is too low. He spent eight of the past twenty days thoroughly studying the principles of the puppet at home. Yes, when he opened his mouth, the old lady agreed. However, the puppet could not sacrifice spirits, and it did not have research value. It will take several years to completely succeed in the sacrifice, and special formations must be used to restore and preserve the true energy! trouble!
So, for the rest of the time, he was pulled by his mother to practice archery. It is said that my mother’s archery skills came from his biological father Jiang Wen. Jiang Wen’s archery skills were the best in Beijing at that time. The arrow that determines the Three Kingdoms in the Western Region is not false.
The archery talent in his genes is quite good, at least the grumpy old lady didn't lose her temper.
It wasn't until today that I remembered that Murong Yi and Yan Kuzong, who were imprisoned in the Prison of the Thirteenth City Soldiers and Horses Division, came here specifically to ask them what they wanted to do with them, and also took Cui Ying'er and the others out to relax.
"Young Master!" Han Qiniang was dressed as a maid. She had eaten and drank enough these days, and her skin had become much fairer. She quietly pointed at the bear's paw: "You have an affair with her, right? You two kissed indirectly."< br>
The words were too direct, and the tone was weird. Xiongzhao had never experienced it before. He blinked with a pair of beautiful blue eyes and simply continued to bite the candied haws.
“Qiniang, you don’t understand.” Bai Jian gained weight and smiled, “This girl is as beautiful as a fairy, and she is just right for us to be... Young Master, who is your Young Master? Don’t have a concubine? No one knows a gentleman better than me!”
“You know a yo-yo.” Huang Dagui stroked his long beard, “This is how a gentleman loves beauty!”
"Everything you fucking say makes sense!" Murong Xiu snapped his fingers and pointed at the driver, "But I don't understand why the young master doesn't want to ride in a carriage but wants to walk?"
Xin Zhuo laughed. : "My butt hurts after sitting in the car too much, And now I understand that there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. Wherever you stand, you have to bear certain responsibilities.
When we are bandits, we are afraid of being suppressed by the government and other mountains. The thief is destroyed; the thief enters You have to bear the grievances of the world; when you enter this wealthy mansion, you will naturally have to bear the troubles of the court. Even the emperor has to worry about being destroyed by his ministers all the time.
No one in the world can be truly invincible, so-called. All living beings suffer, this is the true meaning of the world!
I felt like my eyelids were twitching early in the morning, and there was no good thing on the way! This ghost place is a good place to ambush and see what these bird people want to do. ”
Only in front of the old bandits could he really let go of all his burdens.
Wearing a white satin robe, her complexion became fairer and more delicate, and she became much more beautiful. Cui Ying'er rolled her eyes at him: "Then you can't let the eighth leader take over, right?"
"Hahaha..."
Everyone laughed, Han Jiu Lang said: "I think the eighth leader is pretty good, and he can control the scene!"
As he said that, he pointed to Lingyi in front of the car: "Huh? The little girl looks good. This has been since I entered the capital. The 863rd girl I want to take care of at my weakest age.”
Xin Zhuo looked at him: "Where did you learn this Diao Si quotation?"
"I learned it from Lao Bai."
"Ah, I learned it from Dagui. "
"Haha, I learned it from Murong."
"I learned it from Commander Zhang Laoqiu of the mansion. He said he learned it from the prince." Murong Xiu sighed.
Xin Zhuo also sighed: "Very good!"
Cui Yinger glanced at Xin Zhuo's face at this time and whispered: "If you are tired, let's go be bandits?"
Murong Xiu and others immediately became energetic: "I think it will work!"
Xiong Chou clapped his cheeks and was already furious. She was the only one who accompanied the prince out today. How did they encounter such a tiger and wolf? thing? Is the eldest son of the Jiang family going out to become a bandit again?
Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "We can discuss it, but not now. I have to take advantage of the opportunity to practice and eat fatter."
He said and pointed forward: "The danger is here!"
In the drizzle, the luxury car still made no sound.
"I also ask the prince to let my mother go. Lingyi is willing to work as a cow or a horse to repay your kindness!"
Lingyi has shouted more than ten times, and his voice has become hoarse.
Zhang Guangpu stood aside silently, sighed three times, and looked at Miao Xiaoliu behind him again. He was the only one who was one of his own, so he should at least help him. Then, his eyes shrank,
I saw that the timidity and fear in Miao Xiaoliu suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to have changed from a wandering warrior into a beast that chooses and devours people. He raised his head slightly, and under his long wet hair, his eyes exuded coldness. , bloodthirsty light.
(End of this chapter)