Chen Xuan listened to his nephew's words.
He looked back at the young woman again, and looking further away, he saw a young man wearing a crimson robe, turning his head and muttering something to the second son of Prince Beixiang who was half a head taller than him.
He touched the stubble on his chin and said, "That woman and that young man do seem to be the same person."
As a military general, Chen Xuan's principles are simple and crude.
Birds of a feather flock together.
Beautiful people belong to the same group as good-looking people. As for dirty things, they should belong to the same group as dirty things.
The young man looks exactly like the young woman. They are the same thing.
"Third uncle, I asked you to come here to team up with those two people to deal with the old man." Chen Tianwen explained his purpose.
Chen Tianwen continued: "Don't feel pressured or overwhelmed."
He knew that because the third uncle was the only one in the family who took the path of a military commander, and because the second uncle and his father were so dazzling in martial arts, he was very proud of them in martial arts!
When it comes to using troops on the battlefield, he also knows how to assess the situation, but when competing with others in martial arts, he never uses the big to bully the small, and he never uses the small to defeat the large.
When Chen Xuan heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Tian'er! You really think highly of your third uncle. He's a senior officer across the street. If you ask me to go up alone, I'll turn around right now and mobilize troops to arrest him." ”
"Isn't that because the third uncle is the number one in martial arts in the Chen family?" Chen Tianwen complimented the third uncle lightly.
Chen Xuan rolled his eyes at Chen Tianwen and said, "It depends on who you are competing with."
He took a step forward, looked at Chen Tianwen, and said, "I'm on board."
"Wait a minute, Third Uncle, take this copper coin." Chen Tianwen hurriedly took out a copper coin from his pocket. This copper coin was picked up from the scattered coins of the old servant.
"Why are you giving me the copper coins?" Chen Xuan reached out to take the coins and asked in confusion.
"This copper coin was left behind by the master and servant. It should be used as the reason for the attack."
"That's fine."
"Be careful, Third Uncle." Chen Tianwen warned him worriedly.
Chen Xuan didn't even look back, and said confidently: "In the capital, the Chen family will not die."
He was dressed in a military uniform and looked majestic, with a sword hanging from his waist, and walked into the venue swaggeringly.
Chen Xuan, this unexpected visitor, made the three people present feel nervous and all looked at him.
The arrival of someone at this time is not a good thing for the three of them. It is hard to say whether they are friends or enemies. They are already evenly matched. Now, which side this person is from, none of the three can accept it.
But the three people looked at Chen Xuan in different ways.
The old servant breathed a heavy sigh of relief, and his hand on the iron gun was not as tight as before. He had really lost his patience with this meaningless competition.
Besides, it was inconvenient to eat secretly while hiding from the young master, and he didn't have much to eat.
Aunt Qiao showed a disappointed look. She originally thought that one person would be enough to make Lao Tao suffer a little, but she didn't expect that two people could not get any benefit from Lao Tao.
The old Taoist took a look and wiped away the gloom on his face, and a smile appeared on his face.
The reaction of the three people was entirely caused by Chen Xuan's military uniform and the horizontal sword he wore on his waist.
In this attire, he is a member of the government, a city guard, and a high official, so he can't fight anymore.
The old Taoist looked proud of the spring breeze, walked forward, smiled and said flatteringly: "Commander Chen, what kind of wind blew you to Anpingfang today."
Under the smiling face of the old Taoist, he secretly scolded the eighteenth generation of Chen Xuan's ancestors. There is such a big movement here. What kind of efficiency is this? The imperial court supports you guys and uses them as food. Of?
What will happen if I don't come?
Chen Xuan replied straightforwardly: "Master, it's snowing in the capital today, but there's no wind."
When the old man heard this, he smiled awkwardly!
Chen Xuan looked around the faces of the three people, raised his head and said loudly: "Here today, there is no Commander Chen who is patrolling the city."
He turned around and looked at the old Tao with sharp eyes. He clasped his fists at the old Tao and performed a Jianghu etiquette.
"Junior, Chen Xuan of the Chen family in Xianlin County is here to ask for advice from the real person."
Chen Xuan's words are like a huge stone in a lake, stirring up thousands of waves!
The old servant wailed in his heart: "I can't pretend to be dead now." Then he turned around and thought: "Here comes a fool. This time I can completely pretend to be dead."
Even though he couldn't express the joy in his heart, you could tell how happy he was by looking at his tightly pursed lips and trembling chin.
"This time, let's see where you, this stinky old man, are going to run away from?" Aunt Qiao stared at the old man's face, thinking of kicking him in the face.
Seeing Chen Xuan's majesty, Lu Youjing approached Li Junchen and said doubtfully: "When did the Chen family in Xianlin County have a warrior?"
Li Junchen moved slightly, a little further away, and rolled his eyes at Lu Youjing: "Don't you think the Lu family in Beixiang can't produce a scholar?"
When Lu Youjing heard what Li Junchen said, he kept silent!
He felt that what the other party said made sense.
"What do you mean, Commander Chen?" someone in the crowd asked.
"It means fighting with a real person." One person replied.
"Then we will win against the real person. Can the real person be able to defeat Commander Chen?"
"I have faith in real people."
"Aren't there two people next to you?" Another one came out and said.
"A person of such stature as Commander Chen would not do such a thing to bully the minority with more people!"
"That old man is from Beixiang Prince's Palace, and his status is not low!"
"I suck!"
"Miscalculation."
"Money back!"
There was a trace of panic among the crowd, and everyone rushed to Anping Bank. I don't know how the shopkeeper calmed the crowd who came to withdraw from the bank.
In the blink of an eye, the crowd calmed down, and I had to praise the shopkeeper for his broken hand.
After all, Chen Xuan was born in an aristocratic family, so these etiquettes were indispensable, and compared with some people, they were still in place.
But in the eyes of the old Taoist, Chen Xuan is much more hateful than the old servant and the young woman.
The old Taoist's eyes were full of anger. He stared at Chen Xuan's motionless body and said through gritted teeth: "Good luck, good luck."
He shouted in his heart: "God, this thief has misled me!"
"Junior, Chen Xuan of the Chen family in Xianlin County, please give me some advice." Chen Xuan repeated what he just said loudly to the old man.
"Why? Why do you want to take action?" There was a fierce light in Lao Dao's eyes.
Chen Xuan opened his palm and revealed a copper coin. According to what Chen Tianwen told him, he explained: "Seeing this thing, I want to know the reason."
The old Taoist looked at the familiar copper coin, looked towards the old servant, turned back to Chen Xuan and said, "Why are you so willful!"
Chen Xuan: "·······"
He looked confused, what?
"Beixiang's Lu family, Xianlin's Chen family, who are you?" The old Taoist asked the young woman with a dignified look on his face.
