Wang Xiangui is not stupid, he can hear the words of this evil star, at this time he has a red face and a thick neck, and his strength is not as great as others, so he can only be humiliated like this.

After thinking about it for a while, he gritted his teeth and said, "General Gongsun, with my head in my hands like this, how can I go to buy rice and noodles to help beggars and refugees?" ”

Gongsun Jian lowered his head and whispered in his ear: "If I can, I not only want to clip your head, but also chop off your head." ”

After that, Gongsun Jian straightened up and let go of Wang Xiangui, whose face was bloodless, and he laughed loudly: "Everyone, listen to me, you are all too worried, our prince Wang is actually not a person who is extremely evil, he is very kind-hearted, and now he has agreed to help beggars and refugees in Zhongzhou!" ”

The people around were silent.

Gongsun Jian scratched his head, could it be that he expressed it wrongly? He looked sideways, and the eldest prince had a gloomy smile on his face.

Gongsun Jian suddenly understood, and he shouted loudly: "Wang Gongzi's relief will be carried out under the close attention of my Zhongzhou army, and all the consequences will be borne by my general's mansion!" ”

"Wow!"

The people immediately cheered, in fact, they didn't care about Wang Xiangui's relief, and they didn't care if it was themselves, they only cared about whether Wang Xiangui would suffer a loss, and whether he would retaliate against them because of the loss, now with the words of the general's mansion, what else is there to be afraid of?

Gongsun Jian patted Wang Xiangui, who was sluggish, "Prince Wang, I thank you for the beggars in Zhongzhou and the people who were harmed by the snow disaster. ”

Broke.

These three words were bitten extremely hard by Gongsun Jian, and they were very harsh in Wang Xiangui's ears.

Wang Xiangui smiled far-fetchedly, "Don't break the cost, don't break the cost." ”

Gongsun Jian pretended to suddenly realize, "So much silver is not broken?" Taishou Mansion has seven or eight hundred stone taels a year, can it hold up? ”

"No...... No...... General Gongsun misunderstood! ”

Gongsun Jian looked up to the sky and laughed, ignoring the virtue of this son-in-law who was frightened and scattered, and rode away.

When he was young, he was dressed in fresh clothes and angry horses, and he saw all the flowers in the world in one day.

On the day of the New Year, Song Ling'er was very unhappy, in order to prevent her from meeting Gongsun Jian, Song Qihuan sent her to one of the shops under the Song family's business to ask for this year's rent, and also said that she would exercise in the name of doing so, and she would be responsible for collecting rent in the future.

Song Ling'er looked at the pile of silver tickets and boxes of white flowers handed to Qing'er by the shopkeepers, and she couldn't be happy, but Qing'er was excited to touch the silver, as if all the silver was hers.

Song Ling'er sat in the carriage with her chin in her hand, listlessly looking at the crowded bazaar.

"Hey, I heard that the son of Lord Taishou was beaten again?"

"Not really, good fellow! Nearly 20 officers and soldiers surrounded Wang Gongzi, and the evil servants who used to guard the mansion were all held by knives to their necks, and they really became dogs. ”

"I heard that Wang Gongzi was still being held by his head and humiliated to the extreme, is this serious?"

"No, I'm just watching."

"Obediently, someone really received that kind of money for the New Year."

"I heard that the one who taught Wang Gongzi a lesson was the same person in the Gathering Wine Inn last time."

The people along the street said a word, chatting behind the carriage, all of them heard Song Ling'er's ears, this Gongsun Jian actually came to the city, her wrung eyebrows stretched, opened the curtain of the carriage and smiled: "A few heroes, where was Wang Gongzi taught a lesson again?" ”

A few men in the back of the carriage were frightened by the small heads that suddenly came out, and they thought it was a good place to avoid people, but they didn't expect that there were people in this car, and a few men who said bad things about Wang Xiangui were so frightened that they were scared away, and they talked about the prince behind their backs.

"This young lady, we didn't say anything, we didn't say anything."

Song Ling'er smiled again, "Don't panic, I'm not the eyes and ears of Wang Gongzi, I know the person who taught him, I just want to ask where this happened." ”

A few big men put their minds at ease, and after saying the location, they ran away as if they were running.

The central axis road is adjacent to the market here.

Song Ling'er suddenly couldn't wait, she shouted, "Qing'er, why are you so slow, move faster, go to the central axis to have a look." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the ground shook, and the red horse of the carriage suddenly became restless, and the young groom tried to hold on to the reins, and the horse still swayed back and forth, snorting, and looked very panicked.

The groom spent the longest time with the horses on weekdays, and he could feel the anxiety and fear in the horses' hearts, so he gently whipped the horse's buttocks with his whip and said, "Don't move, it's a young lady in the car, if you hit a young lady, you will have to eat horse meat cookcakes for the New Year!" ”

As the thunder got closer and closer, the jujube red horse suddenly raised its front hooves and neighed, and ran forward uncontrollably.

Song Ling'er, who just wanted to probe and urge again, was thrown directly to the door of the carriage, and before she could stand still, another smoke rolled to the back of the car, making her dizzy, and she subconsciously grabbed the window with both hands, so she was not thrown out again.

Qing'er had just finished collecting the rent, and as soon as she went out, she saw the scene of the carriage out of control, and she was so frightened that she covered her mouth for a long time before she relieved herself and shouted: "Help! Help me! Miss Song Fu is sitting inside, who will stop it! ”

The carriages were running wildly in the noisy bazaar, and the heavy carriages smashed the stalls along the way, and the young groom was also panicked, stiffening vigorously, whipping the horse's buttocks and scolding: "Brute! Stop it! Don't stop beating you to death! ”

The jujube red horse, which should have been strangled by the reins and forced to stop, neighed, and rushed forward, breaking the reins, and the young groom's center of gravity was unstable in his hands, and he fell directly into the carriage that was running at great speed, and rolled on the ground for more than ten zhang and was covered in blood.

Because the carriage was also without the support of the horses, it slammed on the ground, and still slid forward sideways, rubbing a harsh sound on the bluestone slab ground!

The street division of Zhongzhou City is very orderly, one street is a street, one is a market, a market is a market, there will be no intricate roads, which not only facilitates the convenience of the people to go out, but also enriches the right to choose.

But there is only one thing, that is, there will be a wall between the streets and markets, and you can only go unless you turn around, but at this time there are no horses, how can the carriages that are still flying on the ground turn?

Song Ling'er grabbed the car window tightly, her two slender jade hands were cut by the edge of the window, dripping with blood, and the wooden thorns were also very painful in her hands, but she still endured and didn't dare to let go, she didn't know the situation outside, she only knew that once she let go, it would be the end of rolling out of the car and falling to her death.

Less than 20 zhang away from the corner of the city wall, the people who took refuge along the street covered their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore, just heard a woman say that the car was sitting in the daughter of the Song family, and the Song Mansion had only one heir so far, if Song Ling'er died here, the Song Mansion would be cut off from the incense.

The gliding carriage was so fast that it passed in the blink of an eye, just as everyone was watching the tragedy.

Suddenly, a figure stepped on the city wall and fell from the sky, and after stepping heavily on the bluestone slab, he turned his ankle, and the bluestone slab in a radius exploded, and the young face rushed straight to the carriage that was sliding!

The people along the street looked sideways, this man looked no more than twenty years old, extremely young, and now he couldn't even think of crashing into the carriage, and now he was fine, he might have to kill two people.

Gongsun Jian's face was solemn, he heard the chaotic sound of chickens flying and dogs jumping next to the city wall, originally he thought it was a small friction between the peddlers and pawns, but when he heard the familiar Qing'er shouting the words, he suddenly made him fall into an ice cave, he grabbed the horse's belly and ran with all his might, didn't care about turning the street, jumped directly on the city wall and turned over.

In the face of the menacing carriage, he was not sure if his strength as a seven-rank martial artist could be stopped, but after all, he had to give it a try, and it was best to block it, if he couldn't stop it, he would die with Song Ling'er.

As he spoke, the carriage had collided with Gongsun Jian, the young man gritted his teeth, leaned forward with all his might, and poured all his strength into his arms, and his two palms were against the two armrests of the carriage, the carriage seemed to slow down a little, but he still slid forward with the young man, and retreated ten zhang in an instant!

Gongsun Jian glanced back, the city wall was about to reach in front of him, he was ruthless, he raised a sliding foot and stepped on it heavily, both hands pressed forward, the carriage handrail and the cotton clothes on his arm suddenly burst together, and the sharp wooden thorns pierced directly into Gongsun Jian's palm, he didn't care about shouting pain, and the other foot also stepped on it heavily!

Two feet sink into the ground more than three inches!

Gongsun Jian shouted angrily, his gums were bitten and bloodied, the wooden thorns in the palm of his hand penetrated the flesh again, and blood oozed from his arms inexplicably.

Finally, relying on the persistence of the arm and the cushioning of the underground soil, the carriage slowly stopped.

Gongsun Jian's back also happened to be on top of the city wall.

His chest rose and fell violently, panting, sweating profusely, there were no cotton boots on his feet, the wounds were deep and bone-seeing, and more and more blood oozed from his arms.

The carriage moved lightly, a graceful woman opened the curtain and looked at the scene in front of her, her eyes flowed out in an instant, she gently moved to the young man, the young man grinned at her, she wrapped her arms around the back of Gongsun Jian, she didn't dare to use force and didn't say a word, just shed tears.

"Are you alright?"

The young man moved slightly and pulled the wound, he sighed and continued: "You are also the first case, sitting in such an exciting carriage, but it represents the next year's Pingchuan, Ma to success, and Dragon Horse spirit!" ”

The girl snorted and laughed, when did Gongsun Jian play tricks in front of her, at this moment she felt the warmth permeating her heart.

After a long silence on the street, the spectators broke out into bursts of applause!

Qing'er and Yue Xunyi also came over.

Yue Xunyi's group of soldiers had some rich experience in dealing with external injuries, and some doctors also spontaneously came to the pharmacy along the street to treat the wounds on Gongsun Jian's feet.

Gongsun Jian was the only one who didn't let everyone touch the palm that was penetrated, Yue Xunyi knew what he meant, and called a clever soldier to hurry up and return to the general's mansion.

Song Ling'er, who wanted to hang on Gongsun Jian all the time, reluctantly let go of her arm and let the doctor and Yue Xunyi treat his wounds for him.

Qing'er hugged her own young lady with crying swollen eyes and couldn't be separated for a long time, if it wasn't for Gongsun Jian coming forward at a critical moment, the young lady would have died.

Song Fuyou, who was in the mansion, also heard the news, one step earlier than Song Qihuan, who was still playing officialdom in the general's mansion, and after learning the whole story, he was about to kneel down to Gongsun Jian, Yue Xunyi's eyes were quick, and he hurriedly dragged the old man Song, but he didn't expect that although this old man was old, he had a lot of strength, and he almost broke free from Yue Xunyi, a strong man.

Gongsun Jian's face was very pale when he was bleeding too much, he saw that he was deadlocked, he pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, and said to Song Fuyou: "Old man Song, the old one kneels down to the young one, you are afraid that I will live a long time, and I will have a long life." ”

Song Fuyou sighed and stopped insisting, the grace of saving the girl was like continuing the Song family's incense, he glanced at the young man kindly, and strengthened the idea in his heart.

Yu Youjun was late, Song Qihuan also came with him, and when the old man Song saw his son, he slapped Song Qihuan in the face with a heavy slap.