Chapter 1: Feather Coats (Four Tops)

Until the end of the banquet and leaving from Aunt Han Shi's house, Wang Xun always felt blocked in his heart, and he couldn't wait to spit out all the things he ate.

How can this be?

Mrs. Xiangjun's husband is clearly a member of the third rank of the court, how can she ignore the face of her husband and family. Just meet a young man and want the other person to be his face?

How can this be?

The son of Princess Anding was unjustly killed a few months ago, which made her taste the pain of losing her son. How could she easily say something to give someone a happy word, completely ignoring the fact that the other party still had the identity of the fourth grade?

After all, people are not beasts, and when they see a strong male, they have to take the initiative to rub over and dedicate their bodies in front of each other without reservation!

After all, people are not ants, they will reach out and crush them to death if they don't like their eyes, and they can have no burden afterwards!

What Wang Xun never dared to mention was that after fighting back to kill two incompetent assassins in the south of Chang'an City a few months ago, he had been having nightmares for at least a month. This is one of the reasons why he is reluctant to play in Anzay Town. He was afraid to see blood again, to see a living life disappear before his eyes. Even if the other party is an enemy, it is a foreign enemy.

Perhaps, in the eyes of the princess, Mrs. Xiangguo's life is not as good as an ant.

But in the face of higher power, how is Her Royal Highness the princess different from ants?!

He regretted coming to this boring blind date banquet today. is not only for the shamelessness of Mrs. Xiangjun, but also for the ruthlessness of Princess An. Although, the latter's words are completely considered on his side.

Because Mrs. Xiangjun's frivolous behavior is about to kill her, this is too much of a fuss. The other party is just a lady who is very bored and wants to get a few young faces. In the entire Chang'an City, there are countless such ladies. If he should be executed for misconduct, I am afraid that the corpse will be placed from the Suzaku Gate all the way to the outside of the Myeongtoku Gate.

"In this Chang'an City, only the white marble railing by the Qujiang Pond is clean!" Thinking of Mrs. Xiangjun's words, Wang Xun felt that his stomach was turning upside down.

Although the other party's words are mean, they are not necessarily outrageous. The king of Chu has a thin waist, and many people in the palace starve to death. That's right. There is something to do, and there is an effect at the bottom. Even His Majesty the Emperor has blatantly usurped his own daughter-in-law, how can he be too strict with the conduct of officials and wives?

"Official!" A few months ago, Su Shenxing's evaluation of Wang Jie, Yang Guozhong and others was appropriate no matter how you look at it.

People have a strange way of thinking, and when you're upset, you often don't think of anything pleasant. Today, the half-drunk and half-awake Wang Xun fell into a similar bull's horn, from the shameless degradation of Mrs. Xiangjun, to the ruthlessness and arrogance of Princess Anding, and then to the filthy and ruthless Wang Gong of Jingzhao Yin, and the despicable and obscene of Yang Guozhong, the more I thought about it, the more I felt that everything in Chang'an City was not pleasant, and even the air exuded a smell of erosion.

"Gross!" He opened his mouth wide on horseback, but nothing came out. At Aunt Han Shi's house, he hadn't eaten much, and some of the wine had already turned into urine and drained out, and his stomach was empty at the moment, and there was nothing to vomit at all.

"Little Hou Ye, Little Hou Ye!" Wang Xiang, the little guy who had been following closely behind Wang Xun, was so frightened that his face turned white, and he hurriedly knocked off the stirrup and chased directly to the head of the family, "What's wrong with you?" Is it that I drank too much wine today? If you bear with me, the small one will find you tea! ”

"Don't, don't go." Wang Xun wiped the corners of his mouth with his sleeve and blocked it in a low voice. "Be seen, laugh, laugh!"

Although it is impossible for everyone in the roadside teahouse to know him, Wang Xun feels that everyone is looking over here, ready to see a drunken joke. Without the slightest sympathy. Several of them are still very familiar, either Yang Guozhong's minions, or the personal entourage of a certain dignitary. They are all laughing at themselves, laughing at themselves for not knowing what to do, laughing at themselves for being pretentious.

This makes people feel even more resentful. This is the Tang Dynasty, the great ancestors followed behind the ancestors and fought down with blood and life. This is Chang'an, the Chang'an he grew up in. But at this moment, Datang and Chang'an look so ugly and dirty, he couldn't believe that he had been living here.

The city fox society is in a high position, but the talented have no way to serve the country. This Tang Dynasty seems to be full of flowers, but in fact, it has long been mothed and empty. Whose words are these? It seems to be an anti-thief. The great rebellion is unusual, but in an instant, it is unusually clear in Wang Xun's ears. With such a big Tang Dynasty, what is there to be nostalgic. With such a long time, why can't you give up? With half-open and hazy drunken eyes, Wang Xun suddenly regretted that he did not accept Feng Changqing's invitation. Compared with Chang'an, which is drunk with money, the air in Anxi may be fresher. Compared with the insidiousness and shamelessness of the dignitaries and wives of Chang'an City, the straightforwardness of the men in the army is becoming more and more valuable.

I have never seen my young master drunk to such an extent, and the little servant Wang Xiang is a little unmastered all of a sudden. At this moment, it is only afternoon Shenshi, and the teahouse on the side of the road is full of birds. As long as you run over and drop a few dollars, the little second brother will definitely be able to send a pot of good tea and soup. But Wang Xiang didn't dare to guarantee whether the young master would still be able to find him when he turned back from the teahouse. Wearing a six-grade off-campus regular uniform, it is not a good thing to run around the street drunk and riding a horse. Even if the errands patrolling the streets don't dare to care, if they are seen by a boring imperial history, there will be endless troubles afterward.

Just as he was hesitating, there was a sudden sound of horses' hooves behind him, "Give way, give way, look for death!" ”

Wang Xiang was startled, and hurriedly pulled the reins of his and Wang Xun's horses to hide beside the road. A few people who smelled of wine galloped past the master and servant, knocking a few people who couldn't avoid it to the ground, but they didn't even stop, laughing and continuing to run wildly into the distance.

After drinking, riding a horse and rampage in the downtown area, similar things, Wang Xun often did more than a year ago. It's just that he didn't deliberately hurt anyone. At this moment, he saw his former self in his drunken eyes, and he was actually angry. Ignoring the dissuasion of the little servant Wang Xiang, he chased after him with a shake of the reins.

The mount under his crotch was a parting gift from his brother in Anxi Town, and was the offspring of the cross between the Dawan breed and the rest breed. Not only does he look like a horse, but his foot strength is also first-class. It's been a long time since I've been happy, and I suddenly got an order from my master, how dare I not cherish it? Immediately, "Slippery" let out a roar, the four hooves soared into the air, and in the blink of an eye, he had chased the last person in the front team to win the title of horsetail.

"Someone raises something that no one teaches!" With three points of drinking, Wang Xun stopped drinking loudly. With his left arm stretched out diagonally, he grabbed the belt of the evil boy in front of him and lifted the other party straight from the saddle.

"Help——! Suddenly, he was taken off his mount, and the evil boy was so frightened that he opened his throat and shouted. Before the shout fell, his body was already flying diagonally in mid-air for several feet, and he sat down in the sewage canal on the side of the road.

Good Wang Xun, don't do it endlessly. The boot smacked the stirrup, and quickly pulled closer to the next evil boy. The big hands were opened, grabbing each other like an eagle catching a chicken, and raised it high.

"Put me down, my grandfather is-" The second evil young man threatened loudly, trying to scare Wang Xun with his father's official authority. All he got was a sneer, and Wang Xun, who had already held back the evil fire in his stomach and had nowhere to vent, shook his arm and threw it into the sewage canal.

Most of the sewage in Chang'an City goes through open channels, which flow very slowly and only knee-deep. When Wang Xun was in the camp of Baimabao, he once led the soldiers to clean up one of the sections, so he knew that sewage would not kill people. The two evil young men who were thrown into the sewage knew where the depth was, their hands and feet fluttered up and down, and while crying for help, they poured dirty water into their stomachs in large gulps.

"Good!" The people, who had recovered from their astonishment, refused to help and stood by the ditch and cheered loudly. Those who promote narrowness simply pick up some rotten vegetable leaves from the side of the road, split their heads and cover their faces and throw them at the people who fall into the water.

In the cheers, Wang Xun rode his horse to catch up with the third evil boy, no matter how the other party begged for mercy. He picked it up directly from his horse and threw it into the stinking ditch. After the initial confusion, several other evil young men running in front also noticed the evil star chasing behind them, and they turned their horses' heads one after another, drew their decorative swords, and held them high in their hands.

"Chop him!" The evil young man who was running at the front just now, but at this moment he was the farthest away from Wang Xun, shouted, and the shining sword danced around, "Chop him, my grandfather will carry everything around!" ”

"Chop him, chop him!" The other four evildoers stood in a row on their horses with their swords raised, but no one dared to step forward first.

Seeing that the other party mentioned his father behind him again and again, Wang Xun couldn't suppress the anger in his heart more and more. Although he used to be a gentleman, before he knew it, he had turned his back on his original self.

Since these bastards like to bully others! Let them get a taste of being bullied today! Suddenly, Wang Xun felt that he had become a hero, carrying a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, sweeping away the injustices in the world.

"Didn't your grandfather tell you that everyone only has one life?" Pulling out the horizontal knife from his waist, Wang Xun asked with a sneer. Then he slammed his feet into the stirrups. The crotch mount thought it was on the battlefield and immediately rushed to the limit. Before the villains could decide whether to stab their opponents directly with their swords, or stab them seriously and then flee, the horizontal knives were already in front of them. Just listen to "Puff Puff!" There were four soft sounds, blood splashed, and the four evil young men rolled directly into a pool of blood, and the sword fell far away.

"Murdered!" The spectators by the sewer screamed loudly and dispersed. The three evil boys who were struggling in the sewage were also so frightened that they kicked their legs, and their boots stepped directly on the soft mud at the bottom of the canal.

"It's fine!" Feeling the support from under his feet, the evil young man in the sewage canal was overjoyed. Then, they tore their throats together and screamed, "Help, help, someone killed someone at the entrance of the East Market!" ”

"Help, help!" The evil boy who fell in a pool of blood with his mount also howled fiercely. I didn't even notice that all the blood was coming from the horse's neck, and I didn't hurt a single hair on my body.

The last evil young man who had not fallen off the horse had already collapsed in fright on the saddle, and with a "dang chang" sound, the sword worth a thousand gold in his hand fell to the ground. A pale yellow stream of water also slowly flowed out from under the crotch, flowing through the horse's belly.