Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Adventure of Fucheng (I)
After taking a boat down the river at the Yuzhou ferry, Ouyang He arrived at Fuzhou, an important transportation town where business travelers gather and rivers meet, in the evening. Due to the boatman's mention that in recent times, for some unknown reason, the number of reefs at the bottom of the river around the waters of Xudu has increased significantly, and many passing ships have been hit by the reef and sunk, causing the government to temporarily block this section of the river, so all passengers, including Ouyang He, can only go to Xudu by land. And when Ouyang He carried the sword box and followed the passengers ashore one after another, a little boy who ran from nowhere suddenly sobbed and hid behind the passengers who had just come ashore one after another, and then ran down the stairs to hide behind Ouyang He who finally walked off the deck, at this time followed by a middle-aged man who was dressed a little luxuriously, holding a feather duster in his hand and staring viciously at the little boy who was leaning behind her in front of Ouyang He.
"Sister, please help me, he will kill me." The little boy hiding behind Ouyang He trembled with fright.
"Little rabbit cub, you can run again, can you run the monk and run the temple? Come back with me, and don't force me to break your dog's leg on this dock. The middle-aged man was unceremoniously ready to forcibly reach out to pull the little boy behind Ouyang He, but the little boy clutched Ouyang He's arm and refused to let go.
"Hey, this senior is just a little boy, what is there to say, why treat him so rudely?" Ouyang He couldn't stand the behavior of the middle-aged man, so he politely persuaded him.
"Hmph, this girl advises you not to be nosy, this kid is a small worker in our Bihong Courtyard, and he is used to being idle on weekdays, and today Lao Tzu has to teach him some lessons!" The middle-aged man said and hit the little boy's buttocks, and the little boy immediately cried, and then the middle-aged man dragged him away stiffly, ignoring the pointing and pointing of the crowd of onlookers on the lively dock.
When Ouyang He really couldn't bear it and was about to run forward to rescue the little boy, a person dressed as a beggar who was slightly shorter than her suddenly jumped out from her side, rushed up and kicked the middle-aged man, pulled the little boy to his side, and said to the middle-aged man: "How can this be reasonable, you are not the parent of this child, you actually beat such a young child in broad daylight, you are still a man, don't you think it is particularly shameless to do this?" ”
"Hey, where did his grandmother come from, who dared to take care of the affairs of Bihong Courtyard, and was impatient?" At this moment, several thugs under the middle-aged man also rushed to the dock, "You guys, teach me a good lesson to this little beggar, and clean up with that kid!" ”
Several thugs hugged the little beggar and the little boy with sticks in hand, and just as Ouyang He, who was silently watching all this, quietly stretched out Bai Lian in his sleeve and was about to step forward, the corner of the little beggar's mouth showed a contemptuous smile, and then she used her dexterous and agile but not losing her strength to teach these thugs a lesson to cry dad and call mother, so scared that the middle-aged man who was still arrogant and domineering was also scared into a cold sweat at this moment.
"Hmph, don't be complacent, this kid has signed a deed of sale with us, as long as I report to the official and let the government come forward, you can't take him away no matter how capable you are!" The middle-aged man unwillingly threatened the little beggar.
"Ah, this ......" The little beggar looked a little hesitant when she heard this, she thought to herself that although it would not be a problem to deal with these thugs by herself, if the government intervened, she would probably be too risky on her own, "Okay, then you say, how much money do I have to pay to ransom this child?" ”
"Hmph, I just took this deed of sale with me." The middle-aged man felt that the little beggar had some scruples, and suddenly came to his senses, "600 taels of silver, this is the price that this kid's parents offered when they sold him to me, you little beggar must have the ability to pay this money, and this kid will belong to you!" ”
"What? 600 taels? I...... Where did I get such a lot of money! The little beggar was a little stunned when she heard this price, but she still didn't want to return the tearful little boy behind her to these people in front of her, "Hmph, tell you, this girl is going to take this child out of the wolf's den in your Bihong Courtyard today, if you are not convinced, come and fight again, this girl can accompany you to fight for a day!" ”
"Hmph, stinky girl, count yourself as a kind, let you go for the time being today, and wait for Lao Tzu to report to the official tomorrow, see how long you can be arrogant!" The middle-aged man timidly put down the cruel words and fled with the thugs in embarrassment, some of the people around were full of praise for the little beggar's righteous act, and some were worried that the little beggar would be retaliated against by the Bihong Courtyard.
Ouyang He stayed behind the crowd and looked at the little beggar silently with approving and admiring eyes, and then left the dock sideways to go to the Fuzhou Inn, and the little beggar who was still watching seemed to suddenly realize something, and began to look for the white figure who also stood up for the little boy in the crowd, until her eyes gradually converged on Ouyang He's gentle and beautiful back not far away.
It was getting dark, and when Ouyang He wiped the Ning Kun Sword in the inn room, she was about to go downstairs to eat, but when she opened the door, she saw the quirky little girl dressed as a beggar waiting for her appearance at the door with a smile on her face.
"Oh, this sister, I can wait until you come out, I've been waiting here for half an hour." Although the little girl had smeared a few marks on her face with soot to get closer to the beggar's appearance, her round and fair face and big sparkling eyes still made her look playful, cute and charming.
"Hehe, this sister, you and I don't know each other, I don't know why I'm waiting here?" Ouyang He couldn't laugh at the sudden appearance of the cute but brave little girl in front of him.
"Sister, the little woman just saw you carrying a sword box at the dock, you have an extraordinary temperament, and she wanted to protect that child from those people, presumably my sister must be a heroine in the middle of the world. The little woman Lu Lingxuan, I wonder if I am lucky enough to make friends with my sister? I believe that a beautiful and kind person like my sister shouldn't mind that I'm a little beggar, right? Hee-hee! The little girl pretended to be serious but said to Ouyang He with a smile.
"Hehe, Miss Lu is too worried, you just behaved so bravely in the face of those people, I feel a little ashamed, how can I mind what your identity is? My name is Ouyang He, and it's a pleasure to meet you. ”
"Ouyang He? I always feel as if I've heard my sister's name somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while, hahaha! The little girl said to Ouyang He with a little blushing and a smile.
Then the two girls who had just met went downstairs to eat together, and the little boy Lu Lingxuan had rescued before already set up a table for them downstairs. In the lobby of the inn, where people were constantly coming and going, Lu Lingxuan kept confiding in Ouyang He that her father only let her bring a very small amount of money in order to let her truly experience the life of an ordinary beggar, so today she also felt a little powerless in the face of the sky-high asking price of Bihong Yuan's subordinates. Ouyang He then mentioned that although she also wanted to help, 600 taels was indeed not a small amount, and she did not have enough money with her, so she had to wait for several days for her family to send it. When the two were a little worried about the fate of the little boy, several people at the adjacent table inadvertently mentioned that Zhang Yuanwai, the richest man in Fuzhou who loves to watch martial arts competitions, will hold a two-by-two elimination martial arts ring match in the city tomorrow, and said that since such a grand event is only twice a year in Fuzhou, many of the heroes who often come and go here are already eager to try, and the winner will receive a rich reward of 1,000 taels of silver.
"Sister, did you hear what they said? I decided, I'm going to go to this ring and give this kid a chance to redeem himself. Lu Lingxuan also became a little excited when she heard the news of the ring match, "By the way, sister, why don't you go with me to participate, I believe that if the two of us join forces, this chance to win a thousand taels of silver is not a good one!" ”
"This ......" Ouyang He hesitated a little for a moment, after all, her original plan was to rush to Xudu as soon as possible to find out whether the Dragon Soul Sword's appearance was true or false, and she didn't want to be noticed before that. But at this moment, she looked at the lonely little boy in front of her, and Lu Lingxuan's eager eyes looking at her, and in the end she still couldn't refuse them ruthlessly, "Well, okay, in order to help this child, I am willing to try my best with Miss Lu." ”
"Really? Great, this girl really didn't see the wrong person, Sister Ouyang is really righteous! Lu Lingxuan was excited like a seven or eight-year-old girl, and then she quickly ran to Zhang Yuanwai's mansion to participate in the registration after entrusting Ouyang He to take care of the little boy temporarily. Ouyang He looked at the little boy in front of him who seemed to have been hungry for a long time and devoured his meals, recalling his life when he was a child under the love and care of his stepfather Ouyang Jing, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.
"It turns out that Sister Ouyang is the owner of the famous Yufeng Mountain Villa in the rivers and lakes, no wonder I felt that I had heard of it there before, but fortunately, the manager of the Zhang Mansion told me, my sister is too low-key, haha!" Lu Lingxuan ran back to the inn with interest and said to Ouyang He.
"Hehe, Miss Lu is also extraordinary, doesn't she also dress herself up as a beggar? I believe that Miss Lu also understands that there are still many inconveniences for a woman to walk the rivers and lakes, and a low-key one may be able to avoid many incidents. Ouyang He also said as if he was teasing himself, in fact, these concepts were also what she gradually learned from reality after Ling Rui was away from the villa for the first time.
"Haha, I didn't blame my sister, I was just a little surprised. Now with the help of a woman with excellent martial arts like my sister, I believe that tomorrow we will be able to win easily! Lu Lingxuan is full of confidence in the martial arts competition.
Early the next morning, people from all walks of life gathered around the martial arts arena built in front of Zhang's mansion from all corners of Fuzhou City, and they pulled out the various weapons they used to stretch their muscles and bones. Among the dozens of people who participated in the ring match, Ouyang He noticed that a handsome man beside him who was holding a colored iron fan and wearing a bun like a rich boy looked a little out of place in a group of contestants in coarse linen clothes. What made her feel even more strange was that the man was just shaking an iron fan and silently observing the behavior of the other contestants, and he did not make any preparations. When the man and Ouyang He made eye contact, the man politely smiled at Ouyang He, but Ouyang He was a little embarrassed and slowly turned his head to avoid too much eye contact with him.
Today, Zhang thanked Shen Zhutou of Fuzhou Mansion and all the heroes and heroes for coming to the most grand martial arts competition in Fuzhou City, where you can show your exquisite martial arts to your heart's content, meet friends with martial arts, and strive to be the first, but you must remember to stop at the point, and you must not deliberately hurt people's lives, otherwise Shen Zhutou will not be spared here. So now I declare that the race is officially open! With the end of Zhang Yuanwai's speech, the heroes from all walks of life who participated in the game fought against each other in two by two in the four rings on the scene until one side fell or conceded defeat.
When the manager of Zhang's mansion read Ouyang He's name, there was a lot of commotion at the scene, and the people who participated in and watched the game talked about how the owner of Yufeng Mountain Villa, who rarely appeared on the rivers and lakes, would go to Fuzhou to participate in this kind of competition. And when Ouyang He wore a capable tunic white dress and walked into the ring calmly with Tencel Bai Lian in his hand, the discussion of the onlookers was pushed to a climax, and more and more people flocked to the ring where Ouyang He was trying to catch a glimpse of the rumored first beauty in Dashu.
"Haha, I can't imagine that I will have the honor to fight with the owner of Ouyang Zhuang in my life, girl, be careful, I will not show mercy." Fighting against Ouyang He was a middle-aged strong man with a big knife, and the aggressive momentum between his eyebrows made Ouyang He a little afraid to despise him.
"Your Excellency, please!" After the two sides saluted, the strong man took the lead in launching an offensive quickly, to Ouyang He's surprise, this strong man's knife skills were sharp and fast, so that Ouyang He could not see obvious flaws in it for a while, so she could only defend and block for the time being, and fight and retreat.
"Hey, you kid be careful, don't hurt Ouyang Beauty, hahaha!" The onlookers saw that Ouyang He was temporarily downwind and began to coax, and this strong man became more and more happy under the infection of these coaxing, and his heart became less and less concerned about the woman in front of him who looked delicate and weak.