As they gathered around here, Zhang Zhuo and others who were watching the excitement from a distance also ran over. Seeing the tense situation, they quickly asked what was going on.
Zhu Shang said angrily: "You're so stupid!"
"What?"
Zhang Zhuo's expression changed drastically: "He's got no fucking reason, brothers, surround him!"
A group of Youwang Palace guards angrily formed a second layer of encirclement.
"Where is it?"
The young prince Zhou Yan ran over with his short legs, and he was extremely curious: "Where can there be soldiers who can read? Let me see them. Where are they?"
Guo Peng was furious: "He has worked hard for many years in a humble position, but now he has only learned to write his own name. He can actually read. Where is this idiot's method of setting up a king, and where is his rule of setting up a state? What a courageous bitch!"
It's no wonder that everyone is angry. It's one thing to doubt Jiang Zhui's identity. The main thing is envy and jealousy.
You must know that in name, the admissions requirements for various academies, including the Imperial College, are not high, at least not in name, as long as they are literate.
This means that as long as you can read, you can go to the academy or the Imperial College, of course, in name only.
Or in name only, after going to school, you can pass the imperial examination, become an official, fly on a branch and become a phoenix, and reach the pinnacle of life.
Everyone is pretending to be illiterate, but you can actually read. What's wrong with you?
Wang Hai wants to read and study because he is Han You's follower.
The word "follower" can be understood as a confidant, a personal guard, or even a dead soldier in the mansion. There is nothing to envy, and there is no trick. Who said Wang Hai was lucky enough to meet a master like Han You.
But you are a small flag guard in the garrison, and a horseman can read, which is unacceptable!
"Please give me a perfect explanation."
Han You hid behind Wang Hai, turned around and continued to scold: "Where's Dachuan'er? Where did that stupid guy go? Are all the Yidao Guards trash? I asked you to do a background check, but it turned out that he can't even read. have no idea!"
Jiang Zhui was already unable to fly. He was surrounded on three levels inside and three levels outside. As long as Han You gave the order, he would definitely be covered in burly bodies.
"Master, I don't mean any harm. It was the housekeeper of Xu Mansion who asked me to take refuge here."
Jiang Zhui had indeed been in the army, and it was obvious after a closer look. The people surrounding him were all elites. The elites in the army had no chance of killing them.
"Okay, let me believe you have been in the army. Who taught you how to write?"
Jiang Zhui: "The family is strict."
A group of old soldiers who had taken off their armor looked at each other, what kind of salt should they add?
Wang Hai said angrily: "Listen, listen, listen, father will be like father, and the family will be strict. This kid will ask for a beating as soon as he opens his mouth."
After finishing speaking, Wang Hai secretly remembered the word "family strictness" in his heart, thinking that if he had the opportunity, he could say it to show off.
As a result, after thinking about it, Wang Hai realized that his father had passed away a long time ago.
Han You frowned and said, "Who is your Yan?"
"Just a country boy."
Zhang Zhuo was no longer happy: "Common people are just common people. If you give this countryman a damn, he deserves to be beaten."
"A country man, right?"
Han You sneered: "Then where is your father now?"
"It's time to drive westward."
Guo Peng scolded directly: "How dare you raise a crane? Shao Yin and my Royal Highness have never raised a crane before!"
Han You sighed and looked back and forth.
At this moment, how he wished he was standing next to high-level intellectuals like Beimen Yuyong or Tang Jing instead of a group of losers.
"Boy, I just said that I am the commander of the Emperor's personal army. Do you know what the privileges of the Emperor's personal army are?"
Jiang Zhuiru faced a formidable enemy: "Taking bribes and perverting the law, persecuting loyal ministers, disregarding human lives, and giving birth to children without having sex!"
"Yes, you know...you just gave birth to a child without a butthole."
Han You was extremely angry and laughed back: "If you are determined not to shed tears until you see the coffin, fine, I have to give you a good beating before you speak honestly, right?"
"I'm afraid you won't succeed."
Jiang Zhui gritted his teeth and threw the fan from his right hand to his left hand. Then he raised his right hand in an upright position, withdrew his left leg and sank slightly.
As soon as this look came out, Wang Hai, Zhang Zhuo, Guo Peng, Zhu Shang and others changed their expressions and became angry, completely angry.
Zhu Shang gritted his teeth and said, "This idiot is not only literate, he is also..."
Zhang Zhuo's face was full of anger: "I have learned martial arts, but..."
Guo Peng took out the short sword from his waist: "He is actually both civil and military, it's just..."
Wang Hai's eyes flashed coldly: "This is simply too much bullying. Brothers, come on!"
As Brother Hai said "Come on", more than thirty people rushed forward.
When Han You wanted to speak, it was too late. Jiang Zhui had indeed learned martial arts, but he had never learned anything that could defeat more than thirty elites. Let alone more than thirty, he couldn't defeat more than ten. , was instantly submerged in punches and kicks, without even a chance to take action.
All of a sudden, there were fists and feet, sand and rocks flying, shouts and curses, and kicks.
In the time it took to fart, Jiang Zhui was lying on the ground like cooked shrimps, with footprints all over his body, a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Everyone had dispersed, but Wang Hai suddenly saw that Han You's folding fan had been stepped on, and he shouted "Fuck him" again, and everyone started the second round.
Han You couldn't bear to look at it anymore. He turned his head and stared at the blue sky.
After another ten seconds of kicking, Jiang Zhui and Zhang Zhuo and Guo Peng picked him up like dead dogs, with their eyes swollen to a slit.
Han You pulled Zhou Yan behind him who was watching the excitement and put away his playful smile.
"Jiang Zhui, no matter if your name is this or not, I give you one last chance. Don't think I'm joking. I, Han You, have made many enemies and I don't know how many people want my life. Now that my young master has a big business, I don't want to be cruel. I can only be cruel and would rather kill the wrong person than let go. Finally, the last chance, tell me who you are. Even if you are the one who assassinated me, I can let you go. As long as you tell me who sent you, understand. Yet."
Jiang Zhui spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm. It was a real hob, the king of flesh, the king of flesh. He looked like he was not afraid of death: "I don't even know what kind of bastard you are, and who will assassinate you."
"good."
Han You looked at the mountains to the west of the villa: "Kill them and bury them with the previous Natu tribesmen."
Zhu Shang laughed evilly and took out the rusty hatchet.
Jiang Zhui shouted: "Give me a good time, don't use this broken knife!"
Han You frowned: "You really don't want to tell me?"
"I don't know you at all, so how can I say anything about assassination!"
Han You asked Zhu Shang to retreat, puzzled.
The housekeeper in the Xu Mansion must be Huang Youwei.
There is indeed a person named Jiang Zhui who served as a bannerman in Tunbingwei.
So now there are only two possibilities.
First, the Jiang Zhui in front of him is not the little flag from Tunbingwei.
Second, it is true that Jiang Zhui is Jiang Zhui, but his identity is not as simple as Xiao Qi, and he is not here for himself, and he really does not know himself.
For a moment, Han You didn't know what to do.
Wang Hai suddenly said: "Young master, didn't this man say that he has a man in the lower county? They will all be arrested to verify their identities. If there is a mistake, they will all be killed. If they are correct, they will be killed in front of him to see if he will say anything. "
"I said!"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhui finally gave in and growled: "Don't touch my robe. I came to the capital to find out the whereabouts of my junior brother."
"Junior brother?"
Han You was confused: "Why, you are from a certain sect. Who is your junior brother?"
"Han Yin!"
Han You rolled his eyes. What happened recently? He came across some non-mainstream names. He was also in the Imperial College before, and there was also a man named Yin Qiuhan. Each one of them looked like the names in martial arts novels.
"I've never heard of it. Are you a sect, or an evil organization?"
"yin and yang!"
"Who is Yin and Yang?"
"All schools of thought, yin and yang!"
