Chapter 432: Ambush

Zhang Xiaowu once heard the most beautiful poetry singing is Faye Wong singing Su Shi's "Water Tune Song Head", he thought that song had the best lyrics heard so far, but he didn't expect Ru Niang's singing to be better. He couldn't help but stretch his neck and widen his eyes, and it wasn't until the last note was over that he couldn't help but applaud, stood up and said, "This girl sings so well, the best singer I've ever heard in my life is a girl." The aftermath lingered for three days, but that's it. ”

Zhang Biao said: "It can be known that Miss Ru Niang is the first family in Longdu, and she only sings one song a day. ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "Only sing one song a day? Can I listen to it all the time when I get married? ”

Ru Niang pursed her lips and smiled, Zhang Biao laughed, and said: "So bold, those who want to marry Ru Niang can be lined up from the peony workshop to the outer city wall of Longdu, you want to defeat them, but it is not easy." ”

Zhang Xiaowu said: "It's okay, I can rob my relatives, at least they haven't been able to beat me." ”

"Hahahaha......"

Ru Niang's handsome eyes looked at Zhang Xiaowu like water, and it was natural for her to pursue her as a talented son in Jingshi, but as a singer of the Qinglou, she was like a beautiful toy, and people just wanted to marry her home as a concubine, so she didn't care about these words for a long time. Because Zhang Biao appreciates her talent, Miss Ru Niang has not been harassed over the years, but as she gets older, she herself wants to find a wishful husband to marry a wife.

But ordinary people, where would they marry a Qinglou woman as a wife.

In Shenghan, as a wife, the world has three requirements for them, the first requirement is that they must have good facial features, full of heavenly court, and blessed appearance, and even too beautiful will be rejected, as a hostess, she must make the subordinates of the family convinced, and if she looks like a peach blossom or delicate and weak, she will be looked down upon by the subordinates and cannot support a family. The second requires a clean net worth, even if you can't be rich, you must have no bad habits or criminal records, especially if someone is often connected to the nine clans, if you choose a family marriage with a bad background, you may even be punished by exile for your husband's family. The third reason to consider is whether the other party's family is prosperous, if the other party is prosperous, the husband's family thinks that the woman can have children, but if the woman's family is scarce, the husband's family will worry that the woman will not be able to have children.

Ru Niang's biggest problem is that she has a bad background, as a singer of Qinglou, although she is a pure girl who sells her art and does not sell herself, how can anyone be willing to choose such a woman as his wife, and he must not be drowned by the foaming stars in the neighbors. Therefore, for the statement that others want to marry herself, Ru Niang has both expectations and rejections in her heart.

Zhang Biao said: "Miss Ru Niang, do you know who this person is?" ”

"The slave family doesn't know."

"This person is the commander of the ghost guard of the world's famous first border army, the ghost general Zhang Xiaowu."

Ru Niang suddenly covered her mouth, held back her exclamation, and thought to herself that this was the famous ghost general, it was better to meet if he was really famous, and the ghost general was so civil and military.

Zhang Xiaowu smiled slightly, didn't dare to boast, and was about to talk to Zhang Biao about some other topics, when he suddenly heard the voice of someone blocking others from breaking into the private room. Zhang Biao asked who it was, and the next person said that it was a student named Meng Shi, and he had to find Zhang Xianzhi and Zhang Xiucai. Zhang Xiaowu hurriedly said that Meng Shi was my scholar and asked him to come in, and saw Meng Shi running in in a hurry.

Meng Shi immediately whispered in Zhang Xiaowu's ear: "The forbidden army surrounded the inn and ordered us to hand over the blades and weapons, but Captain Xia resolutely disagreed to hand over the blades, and also ordered the ghost guards to prepare for battle. ”

Zhang Xiaowu frowned, and immediately got up to say goodbye to Zhang Biao, Zhang Biao wondered: "What happened?" ”

"A misunderstanding."

"Do you need me to prove it?"

"Thank you, Lord Zhang, but it shouldn't have anything to do with Lord Zhang at this time, I'll handle it personally."

If it was late today, fortunately, the closing time of the shop was at E, and there was still a moment before the door closed, Zhang Xiaowu immediately took Meng Shi and Kang Tianen back to Liulifang. Halfway through the run, Meng Shi and Kang Tianen couldn't run, so Zhang Xiaowu asked them to run slowly, and he had to take a step first. Crossing the two avenues, a row of black-clothed people suddenly appeared in front of him, each masked and eating sticks, and a pair of eyes staring at Zhang Xiaowu.

At this time, Zhang Xiaowu suddenly understood that he had been tricked, and these people were sent to assassinate him. Because he participated in the Mingyue Lou Poetry Meeting today, he didn't carry a blade weapon, and he only had a broken silver bag around him, which contained fifty taels of broken silver. He took out the silver bag from his bosom, pulled the rope tight, wrapped the end of the rope around his right hand, and shook the silver bag up. Fifty taels of broken silver is three catties (sixteen taels and one catties) in weight, and three catties of heavy objects will also make people break bones when they hit their bodies.

Zhang Xiaowu put his other hand on his waist and sneered: "Are you here to block me?" ”

"Buy your life! Above! The man in black who led the way shouted, and the little brother in black behind him suddenly rushed up.

Zhang Xiaowu calmed down for a moment, and then turned around and ran, the man in black chased after him, getting closer and closer to Zhang Xiaowu, and then only saw Zhang Xiaowu fly up with his left foot when he passed through a door, and his body rotated like a spinning top. The silver bag in his hand was like a meteor hammer, smashing on the head of a man in black who was caught off guard.

The man fell straight to the ground, bleeding from his wounds, and he didn't see that he would survive.

Zhang Xiaowu didn't look at it and continued to escape.

The man in black immediately separated one person to carry the deceased and left here, and the rest continued to chase and kill Zhang Xiaowu, but Zhang Xiaowu had good physical endurance and still led the man in black, running and running to a corner, Zhang Xiaowu repeated his old skills and knocked down one person again. The man in black was furious, and Zhang Xiaowu killed two people at this time, but they didn't even smell Zhang Xiaowu's fart, and they were really sucky.

At this moment, a long horn sounded, and the door closed.

Zhang Xiaowu and the man in black couldn't go back to Fangcheng, so they could only continue to fight in this place. He continued to run, but at this moment he untied the silver bag, grasped the broken silver in his hand, and when he came across a door again, he suddenly turned around. The man in black thought that he was going to smash everyone's brains with the "meteor hammer" again, so he hurriedly lowered his head to dodge. Zhang Xiaowu took the opportunity to use the broken silver as a hidden weapon to hit the man in black on his face, and then did not retreat but rushed into the man in black.

At this moment, Zhang Xiaowu's nerves were extremely tense and extremely developed, and his five senses were bursting, and he only felt that the killers around him were moving slowly. He used the palm of his hand as a dagger, stabbing his foe in the neck and throat, tossing and turning among the men in black. The man in black was holding a stick, but he was not suitable for a melee here, and was knocked down by Zhang Xiaowu five people in a row.

"With a dagger! With a splitting stab! The leader of the men in black shouted, and everyone threw away their sticks and drew their daggers.