Everyone has his own agenda.
Whether it is the city lord of Xuanhua City who is usually very humble and cautious, or the young man who is very interesting in Li Zijing, they are not that kind of stupid people. Although they have different thoughts, The abacus has different intentions, big or small, but none of them are confused. The city lord has always seen that he is submissive, no longer powerful as the city lord, and even more obedient, but today is very different from usual. The young man has always had an indifferent and idle character, and at the end of every month, his salary is only left behind. A sporadic amount of silver is enough to go out for a drink, but now that it's the season, the whole Bafang Street in Xuanhua City is horribly noisy.
One thing he wants is to serve as an official and rise to prominence, and he also wants to earn some money and wealth. The other thing is to give the women in Baiqiong Tower more choices. It should be that the former is more greedy, but it seems like the current situation , but it is the young man who usually has no desires and desires, who wants more.
In fact, Li Zijing has never been willing to deal with this young man. Therefore, even if the latter is willing to be his shield, he rarely has the time to chat with the young man. It is not because the young man's speaking skills are not as good as that of Li Zijing. The old city lord thought deeply, not because the young man regarded himself as an outsider in Bafang Street from beginning to end, but because everything the young man did, and even his daily actions, in Li Zijing's eyes, looked very much like himself. When he was young, whether out of shame or self-esteem, the owner of Bafang Street always felt that Yun Zhong was covered in a layer of dazzling golden light and could not look directly at him.
Therefore, in the eyes of the surrounding soldiers, the Bafang Street Master's face was full of gloom at this moment. Although he had been out of battle for a long time during the Taiping years, he had never felt as cold as he did on the back of his neck.
Outside the city gate, a group of Bafang Street warriors who had gone out first were already chasing out of the city, but they did not meet the young man riding a bull as the street owner expected. They were all shocked, but there were still sharp-eyed among them, who suddenly saw him being killed. Among the reeds crushed by the scorching waves, there was a waiter in a tavern. He was fighting with a man who was two or three heads taller than himself. For a moment, he was at a loss and had no idea how to deal with it.
"This man looks unfamiliar, but he is very familiar with this sword technique. When the sword master in Bafang Street left, I heard someone said that he had accepted a disciple, and he showed off his sword skills and two horse-killing swords. As a gift, I went to the Northland, and probably got some good luck, from an ordinary Jianghu person to a Pleiades official, and now this man's sword is very similar to that man."
Zhu Kuai did not go back to his residence in the side building of Baiqiong Tower yesterday. Instead, he went with Gao Yong and chose to stay in an inn very close to the city gate. Not long ago, after the earthquake outside the city, he crouched down around the city gate. , but had not waited for the arrival for a long time, and now when he arrived in a hurry, the man holding the sword was already fighting with others. Although one arm was injured, he was not at a disadvantage. Facing a sword-wielding master with bare hands is not like what those market dramas say. You can use your skills to deal with it. Except for those sword-wielders who are only mediocre in nature, facing a man who has been famous for many years in the world. A martial artist would probably teach the latter to be unable to parry, but if the sword-wielding man was not inferior in skills, it would be extremely difficult to deal with it with bare hands.
This was the case at the moment. The young man's movements with bare hands were not slow. On the contrary, he was much more agile than the rough man. He could dodge, move, and shrink his body. His ability was not low, but he was still unable to touch the whole body of the man. He touched two people. The impact of the punch may be trivial. If the empty door is wide open and the porcelain is pressed against the broad blade that is nearly human height, I am afraid that even wearing two layers of soft armor may not be able to withstand it. So for a while, there was a man swinging a long knife in the field. Although he couldn't keep up with the young man's stature, it was difficult for the latter to punch.
Wei Huzhou was even more frightened than the people present. He had just hit the man with a full force and landed firmly on his chest and head. He was obviously a human being, but the sound of beating drums was heard. Even a tiger walking in the mountains might not be able to stand up straight after being hit with such a large number of fists. However, except for a few strands of blood dripping from his face and a few more bruises, the man still stood up slowly. The knife in his palm is still firmly held. After practicing boxing for ten years, Wei Huzhou never showed off his skills to outsiders. Even the two or three people who got along well with each other in the tavern did not know the details of Wei Huzhou. They all thought that Wei Huzhou's fists were calloused. However, I had suffered a lot in making wine back then. I was in Bafang Street, but I fought against Yunzhong several times. Although I never won in the end, I could hold on for dozens of lilies without showing signs of defeat. Now I am throwing out hundreds of fists with all my strength. But it never caused the man to feel any pain, and for a moment his heart sank slightly.
Not to mention that after the hard battle, Yun Zhong was out of the city, and there would be more obstacles, which would inevitably make him feel unsure. What's more, there were dozens of warriors who had just gathered around him, and they looked like they were very skilled warriors. His figure was old, barely able to dodge the light of a sword, and a corner of his sleeve was torn.
"The Housheng's punch is not bad, but it's just that the weight is not good." Seeing Wei Huzhou take a few steps back, the man grinned honestly, struggled to lift the injured arm, looked at the injury, and immediately He said loudly, "After taking over my master's mantle, going out to practice, and traveling through nearly half of the world's territory, it is extremely difficult for your boxing to be ranked among the top five. In a mere Xuanhua city, it is not easy for you to be able to do so." It is rare for a young master to be as young as Zhu Kuai and Gaoyong."
Wei Huzhou also rarely rested for a while. After taking a breath, he sneered, "I really think that I am some kind of senior expert who can guide the country. I have to rely on my own ability. My fist may not be better than Zhu Kuai's." Gao Yong will definitely not be able to defeat a boy who is younger than me. When that boy comes, I will introduce you to your uncle, I think it will be a good idea."
While he was speaking, the surrounding warriors were already surrounding him, and the reeds were filled with water.
Wei Huzhou, who used to talk a lot, was speechless. He picked up the coarse cloth that was no different from the poor people outside Xuanhua City, tore off two corners of the clothes and wrapped them around the tips of his fists. Even though he struggled for a long time, his fists were still steady.
There were surprisingly few pedestrians in Xuanhua City today. It was probably because the government officials had picked up the news a long time in advance. Especially the main streets around the city gate were already deserted.
Only a young man followed a green cow quickly and came slowly.
Huang Long was still sleeping, no matter how many times the boy urged him to, it was still like an ordinary yellow rope, tightly wrapped around his wrist.
The sound of bows and crossbows was heard in succession, with no discernible interval between them. It seemed that there was only one sound of piercing the clouds and cracking the silk. The young man hurriedly took a few steps, stopped in front of Qing Niu, and used his long knife to deflect the crossbow arrows, but he was already overwhelmed. Bows and crossbows were coming from all directions, and it was difficult to parry. What's more, the current wave of arrows was more powerful and extremely cunning and vicious. Most of them were not directed at the young man. Instead, they went straight towards the woman sitting on top of the green bull. There were several arrow feathers locked around the young man's body, thereby delaying Yun Zhong's figure.
There was no one on the long street, it was the first time the rain had stopped, so the sound of footsteps was very clear.
Yun Zhongcai spent all his strength to resist the two arrow feathers, but when he turned around, he saw a man in white, walking in the street behind him like he was strolling in a courtyard. He was holding a folding fan in his hand, with a calm expression and open eyebrows.
"We haven't seen each other for a while, but Young Master Yun is in great spirits. When traveling in the rainy weather, he didn't forget to bring his red sleeves." The man seemed to have no intention of doing anything. He just unfolded his folding fan and waved it in all directions. Then the arrow feathers suddenly stopped, leaving only the remaining Yun Zhong took ten steps to break the arrow shaft.
"It is said that people in the world are the most unintentional. Even if they receive favors from others, in the end when life and death are at stake, they still have to push people into the pit of fire with righteousness. I can trust Shaoxia Yun as a person, but what I did today was really done. There is something wrong." Li Zijing stood dozens of steps away from the young man, shaking his folding fan. He disliked the hot and humid atmosphere after the rain stopped, but he still looked indifferent, "The rules in the street cannot be broken. If the young hero has mercy on Bai Qionglou, The young woman in the middle, please discuss with me that although most of the women in the building cannot be redeemed, at the very least, we can let them go back a few years in advance. Why do we have to do such a thing? It is too thoughtless."
The young man put away the knife and looked at the Bafang Street owner in white with the same gentleness, raising his eyebrows.
"It's best to speak openly. The street owner is the building owner. Isn't it clear why Qiao Lan and Tinglan had to come to the building? The street owner is a trustworthy person, but no matter whether he is the person under the street owner's instruction Bai Qionglou’s actions and actions like this are the result of anger and resentment. During the time when business is making money, the street owner plays the most important role. Bai Qionglou committed evil. I secretly thought that the street owner should also bear some responsibility for this crime. Moreover, if the street owner was the original The Lord did not give instructions, and he must have known something about it later. I really feel that this matter was not done properly, and why has he never made amends for it over the years?"
"There is no airtight wall in the world. People don't know what they are doing. The street owner doesn't want to admit it. If I receive a favor from you, I have to help the street owner a little. What's wrong with that?"
This time Li Zijing's expression changed slightly.
But he didn't know whether he didn't expect the young man to say these words, or whether he really had some understanding.
"There are many good things in the world, such as the reputation of loyal and righteous people will last forever, and the righteous people sacrifice their lives for righteousness, but there are also many things that cannot be seen in the light. The rivers and lakes have been raining at night for many years. Doesn't Young Master Yun still not understand the twists and turns involved? There are so many twists and turns in this world. Things may not always be as beautiful as they appear. Everyone is dressed in beautiful clothes that are clean and crisp. After taking off the orange clothes, there may be a lot of waste inside. If you have to take care of these things, let alone running around, you may really take it seriously one day. Is it really worth it to touch a boundary that shouldn't be touched and end up dead?"
But after saying this, Li Zijing's face turned gloomy and ferocious.
Just because the boy opposite nodded without thinking, with a full smile.
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