When Zhang Ren's door opened again, Li Donghai had been tied up tightly, like a rice dumpling, and the rest of the people in Wanyuan Pavilion were seriously injured and lost their fighting ability.
The people in Wanyuan Pavilion are all murderers. The reason why they are called masters is that they are brave enough to risk their lives. If they carry too many lives, they will naturally carry some evil spirits, but when it comes to martial arts, they are really unsatisfactory.
Zhang Ren took care of these people without much effort.
In the darkness outside the house, Yu Jinshao held grass at the corner of his mouth and murmured softly: "It seems that he still held back when he fought with me. I really worried about him in vain."
In fact, Yu Jinshao never left. It was true that he hated Zhang Ren, but he was more afraid that if Zhang Ren died, Chu Xiyao would be sad.
He turned around and faced the white fish belly rising from the east and walked towards his residence.
Zhang Ren's battle ended too quickly and did not attract outsiders. He looked around and really didn't know how to deal with Li Donghai and others, so he shouted at the top of his voice: "Here comes someone!"
Soon, a large number of people from Zhenhai Tower gathered at Zhang Ren's door.
Chu Xiyao looked sleepy. If it weren't for Zhang Ren who yelled, she wouldn't have gotten up so early.
She rubbed her eyes and asked, "Zhang Ren, what happened?"
Mr. Er also yawned and said, "The sage has long said that we must abide by the principles of heaven and earth. Now that it's not yet dawn, it's time to go to bed. You kid doesn't want to sleep, so why do you have the nerve to disturb others' dreams?"
Since there weren't many introductions at yesterday's banquet, Zhang Ren didn't know Mr. Er.
Now Zhang Ren had not slept all night. He looked at the second gentleman, who was wearing a scholar's robe, and said angrily: "This gentleman is right, I want to sleep too, but it happened that my dream was disturbed. "
As Zhang Ren said this, he moved sideways to get out of the way, and everyone looked into the room.
Mr. Er naturally saw Li Donghai inside. He hurriedly took two steps forward, closed the door of Zhang Ren's room, and told the people around him: "Don't gather here so early in the morning. Just do whatever you need to do." "
Everyone around looked at me and I looked at you. Although they were wondering what happened, they still left honestly.
Now there are only three people left at the door of Zhang Ren's room: Zhang Ren, Mr. Er, and Chu Xiyao.
The second gentleman raised his hands towards Zhang Ren and said, "I didn't greet you well at Zhenhai Tower. I wonder what happened?"
Zhang Ren looked at Mr. Er and said, "Should we ask Aunt Hong to come over and handle the matter here?"
Chu Xiyao said, "That's not necessary. My aunt suffered some injuries in her early years and has always been in poor health. She needs a lot of rest. When my aunt is away, Mr. Er can handle everything in Zhenhai Tower."
Zhang Ren didn't say anything, but patted a slender bamboo pole into Mr. Er's hand.
The second gentleman frowned and picked it up, sniffed it gently under his nose, and said, "Mongolian sweat medicine?"
Chu Xiyao on the side was young after all and had little experience in the world of martial arts. She put her head in the air and said, "Mr. Second, what does this hollow bamboo pole have to do with the Mongolian sweat medicine?"
Mr. Er knocked Chu Xiyao on the head and said angrily: "Why do you, a girl, ask so many questions? You'd better not get involved in Jianghu affairs."
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Chu Xiyao rubbed her head and stood aside with her mouth pouted.
Mr. Er once again set his sights on Zhang Ren. He was a smart man and he quickly thought things through.
Zhang Ren said: "These people want to kill me, but this is Zhenhai Tower after all. I gave you face, so I didn't kill you."
Mr. Er cupped his hands again and said, "I, Zhenhailou, will definitely give you an explanation for this matter."
Zhang Ren nodded, couldn't help but yawn, and said: "I haven't slept all night, and I asked Mr. Er to arrange a place for me. I hope to have a good sleep."
Mr. Er nodded and said, "This is natural."
However, Zhang Ren was still a little worried and added: "It's best to be in a safer place."
Chu
Xi Yao grinned and said immediately: "There is still an empty guest room in my courtyard, so you can go to my place. Don't worry, as long as I am here, no one will hurt you."
Zhang Ren was very sleepy, so he nodded and agreed without thinking too much.
The second gentleman didn't stop him much. It would be dawn soon. There were many servants and guards in Chu Xiyao's courtyard. I believe no one would gossip.
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Chu Hongluan was indeed seriously injured in his early years, and Mr. Er was not lying about this.
She always needs to sleep for a few more hours every day to feel better. For this reason, as long as there is nothing major, no one will come to disturb her.
It was already noon when Chu Hongluan woke up. She dressed neatly, put on her mask again, and then left the room.
The servants in Zhenhai Tower have also prepared meals for her.
What Chu Hongluan didn't expect was that the second gentleman and the girl Chu Xiyao would be waiting for her here today. It should be noted that the second gentleman also has a lazy temper. In addition to writing and drawing, his biggest hobby is sleeping.
Chu Xiyao, on the other hand, has a wild temperament and likes to wander around every day. He usually doesn’t come to her place at noon.
Chu Hongluan sat down and said to the two of them, "It's rare that both Mr. Er and Yao'er are free today. Why don't you just have something to eat at my place?"
Chu Xiyao immediately said: "Auntie, you can just eat it yourself. I have eaten it outside."
The second gentleman said, "I've already eaten it."
Chu Hongluan took a sip of rice porridge and then asked: "You two came together, is there something wrong?"
Mr. Er nodded and then clapped his hands again.
I saw many Zhenhai Tower disciples walking up one by one, escorting the injured Wanyuan Pavilion disciples.
Chu Hongluan was relieved about the porridge, frowned and asked, "What's going on?"
Mr. Er removed the cloth stuffed in Li Donghai's mouth and heard Li Donghai say: "This is the way you treat guests in Zhenhai Tower? After all, I am also the young master of Wanyuan Pavilion. You treat me like this. Aren’t you afraid of a war between Wanyuan Pavilion and Zhenhai Tower?”
Li Donghai said this as if he had been greatly wronged, but he did not mention the assassination of Zhang Ren at all.
Chu Xiyao only felt that Li Donghai was too shameless and actually changed the concept. She said with disdain: "Li Donghai! Do you still want to be shameless? You have to be honest. Can our Zhenhai Tower tie you up? What are you doing? Don’t you want to talk about the assassination of Zhang Ren? This is Zhenhai Tower, but it’s a place where you can commit murder?”
Hearing Chu Xiyao's question, Li Donghai not only showed no regrets, but said aggrievedly: "Sister Yao'er, I did this all for you!"
Chu Xiyao looked puzzled and asked, "For me? What do you mean?"
Night rivers and lakes.
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