"Hey, have you paid this month's annual money!"

Under the laughter and curses of a group of splashers, a middle-aged man who was down, tattered, and like a beggar slowly got up from the ground silently.

Patting the dust all over his body, although the man did not say anything, there was no humble expression on his face.

Despite being a beggar, he stood there like a monument that stood for a thousand years.

It's like, a general who has experienced a hundred battles, countless life-and-death battles, so that he can already resist anything.

At this time, the people passing by even gloated on their faces, wanting to see how this person suffered.

The pungent surrounded the "beggar" and stared at him with a fierce face, the wooden stick in his hand supporting the ground, or beating on his hand, with an unstoppable arrogance.

It's kind of funny.

A person who looks like such a hero was actually bullied by a group of pranksters and fell to this point.

"Tired of life, waste!"

A splashed stick smashed on the person's head, and the person who looked at the blood on his face just sneered: "The old man told you to be honest, and if you don't pay the money, I will let you see the king of Hades!"

The beggar, however, did not say a word, but stared at the group of skins like knives, as if he had not taken them into account.

The leader of the group of splashes was furious, as if he had suffered some great insult, and wanted to tear this man apart alive.

As soon as he beckoned, the people nearby rushed up, but in the blink of an eye, dozens of wooden sticks came down, and the beggar had been knocked to the ground.

Some passers-by nearby couldn't help but shake their heads when they saw it.

"It is said that this person's identity was not simple before, as if he had been a soldier and a man who fought hard, but now he is actually down to this point."

"Alas, these punks only heard that he had any pension, and that he had only come out of his cell the day before yesterday, so they came to him to vent their anger."

"Be quiet, it is said that these pimples are the thugs of the Zhang family, and we will not end well if we provoke them!"

"What are you talking about so far, this guy is also looking for death, and he won't avoid it."

At this time, the beggar was beaten by these dozens of people, and he did not resist in the slightest, but just protected his head with both hands and stared at those people with sharp eyes.

"Lao Tzu told you to be arrogant, and then look at Lao Tzu and try, Lao Tzu won't kill you!" The leader shouted angrily as he waved his stick.

However, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

It's like a murderous aura, but it's not exactly like it, and in the calm, it seems to have a feeling that can't be said.

In an instant, he only felt a chill emanating from his body.

Subconsciously, he turned his head away.

However, in front of his eyes, there was a young man smiling and patting him on the shoulder.

"You...... Who are you?! ”

The man was stunned for a moment, and then shouted viciously: "Dare to meddle in things, tired of life!"

The leader was obviously a little lacking in confidence, and he could feel the aura and invisible coercion exuded from this seemingly smiling young man.

This is a master who has been in a hundred battles and killed countless people, and it is definitely not something that these people can afford to provoke!

However, no matter how powerful this kid is, after all, there is only one person, when he thought of the Zhang family supporting him, he pretended to be brave, and he didn't say much, first asked someone to report the news, and then asked someone to ignore the beggar, but to surround this young man.

"Well, I'm just trying to defuse this conflict."

The young man smiled and just said, "In Xia Dongshuang, he is a friend of the Zhang family, and this time I came to visit the seniors of the Zhang family."

In an instant, the splashes froze.

This kid, do you know Zhang Dashao?

"Let me ask you, what is Zhang Dashao's name and how old is he this year?" The leader frowned, but still looked at Dong Shuang and asked.

Dong Shuang smiled: "Of course Zhang Dashao's name is Zhang Tianping, he is twenty-three this year, he likes to hunt at the end of each month, drink good osmanthus fragrance, I and he have been friends since childhood, how can there be a problem?"

At this moment, the gang of splashes fell silent for a moment.

They didn't even care when the beggar got up and sat down in the corner to catch his breath.

Could it be that this inconspicuous kid named Dong Shuang is really a friend of the Zhang family?

He really couldn't know more about Zhang Dashao.

Don't say it's a friend, they won't doubt that Zhang Dashao is his brother.

However, I don't seem to have heard Zhang Dashao talk about having such a brother as Dong Shuang before?

The leader was about to speak again, but he heard someone coming from behind.

"Yes, it's you?!"

Turning around suddenly, the leader's eyes shook suddenly, and he said in a trembling tone: "Chu ...... Chu...... You ......"

"Huh?"

The man in white was originally walking leisurely here with a folding fan, and when he saw that Dong Shuang, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Hehe, Dong Ping, I didn't expect you to be bumped into by my Chu Jianglou again.

In an instant, Chu Jianglou just sneered, my identity is still not in vain, I can actually meet you alone here, besides, you don't know me yet.

However, Chu Jianglou just stepped forward with a smile, looked at the leading splash and said, "Don't be nervous, we're just here for a routine check."

"It seems that there is nothing wrong with the army in your city, and I will report it to the pacification envoy." Gently patting the man's shoulder, Chu Jianglou just smiled casually: "However, this Dong Shuang is my brother, and there is ......"

"That gentleman on the ground, if he is appeased and the adults know, I'm afraid that with his temperament, he won't let today's incident pass easily, right?"

Listening to Chu Jianglou's words, the leading pranky suddenly felt cold.

This newly appointed Yue An's envoy is notoriously harsh, because he only serves part-time, and he has to be in the army in peacetime, and he can barely hide it.

But things are not absolute.

The other day, some old accounts were turned over by the pacification envoy, and those of them who had hit the hole were locked up in prison for months.

It was the Zhang family who spent a lot of money to secretly protect them.

If it weren't for the absence of that inspector today, they wouldn't have dared to be so rampant on the street.

Unexpectedly, nowadays......

Looking at Chu Jianglou in front of him, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and his throat moved.

If Chu Jianglin, the inspector of the imperial history, reported today's incident, I'm afraid it would be the Zhang family......

Thinking of this, he hurriedly nodded and said with a smile: "Lord Chu, where are you talking about this, the small one should be, it should be, you don't remember the villain......

As he spoke, he waved his hand to the side and shouted, "Hurry up!"

After a while, these splashes, who were still arrogant just now, had fled in embarrassment.

Seeing that the scene had returned to calm and the pedestrians on the street had left one after another, Dong Ping looked at Chu Jianglou, but his brows furrowed slightly.

Then, his gaze fell on the middle-aged beggar by the wall.

Seeing that this person was fine, Dong Ping took a few steps forward, wanting to say something like thank you to Chu Jianglou.

However, just as he passed in front of the beggar, the beggar's eyes lit up and he suddenly stopped him.

"Less...... Young Lord! ”

In an instant, Dong Ping only felt that a violent wind sounded on the side.

and, a breath that is hidden deeply.

"Huh?"

As soon as Dong Ping turned around, he saw that the beggar had rushed over, knelt down on one knee in front of him and clasped his fists with both hands, and he was almost stunned for a moment.

This person, could it be that he knew his father?

In an instant, Dong Ping's eyes sharpened, and his pupils even trembled slightly.

"I don't seem to know you, this friend."

After being silent for a long time, Dong Ping frowned, and said indifferently: "Did Your Excellency recognize the wrong person?"

"No, I'm not going to admit it!" The man lowered his voice, raised his head to look at Dong Ping, and said with a firm look in his eyes: "This is not the place to talk, young master, can you take a step to speak?"

"Alas, this brother, I think we are all the same, why don't we go and have a few drinks together?"

Just when Dong Ping hesitated, Chu Jianglou had already walked over, he shook the folding fan in his hand, stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "I know a quiet place, if Your Excellency is willing, how about going together?"

Dong Ping smiled, just stretched out his right hand and shook it with Chu Jianglou and said with a smile: "No problem, thank you for your help today, how about starting here?"

"Absolutely." Chu Jianglou took a step forward, tilted his head and smiled: "But Your Excellency is too modest, just those people today, I believe you can do it in three or two clicks, right?"

Dong Ping just smiled: "That's not necessarily, sometimes, it's not like you can make a move casually if you want to."

The two talked and laughed all the way, but the beggar-like man was silent, and it didn't take long for the three of them to leave the city and arrive at an inn.

Dong Ping looked at it at a glance, and saw that this place was surrounded by mountains and rivers, and there was the largest river in the city spreading nearby, and there was no flow of people, but it seemed quiet.

The three of them entered the private room and sat down, and the beggar-looking man was about to speak, when he suddenly remembered something, and looked at Chu Jianglou again, but did not speak.

Chu Jianglou already knew, he just stood up and said with a smile: "I'll go outside to drink, and the two of you will talk slowly."

"I'm sorry brother, let's have a few more drinks later." Dong Ping nodded, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing that Chu Jianglou had already gone out, the beggar could no longer suppress the emotions in his heart, he suddenly knelt down on one knee, looked at Dong Ping and said with tears streaming down his face: "Young master, you ...... I didn't expect you to be alive, do you know how long I've been looking for you, back then......"

"Wait, you speak slowly."

Dong Ping had already stood up, he waved his hand, and said with a solemn look in his eyes: "You tell me first, do you know my father Dong Yuancheng, and also, why do you call me Young Master?"

"Yes, I'm ...... Marshal Dong's adjutant general. ”

Almost instantly, Dong Ping only felt that the middle-aged man's eyes had changed, and he was like a different person.

Dong Ping could perceive that his solemn aura and majestic gaze brought shock.

This is a kind of domineering killing aura that cannot be expressed in words, and only people who have killed countless people will have.

This person, there must have been something unspeakable before, so he didn't do it, Dong Ping suddenly laughed secretly, this is really funny.

A peerless master, unwilling to deal with the gangsters, and the gangsters just want to pick up the tiger's whiskers.

It's not looking for death, what is it?

At this time, Wu Sheng had already gotten up, stood firm, and looked at Dong Ping with a solemn face.

He paused, and then continued to speak: "I am Wu Sheng, the "Hun Heavenly Immortal". ”

This person is the Hun Tian Immortal?

Dong Ping's eyes were shocked, but he secretly marveled in his heart, this is his father's right-hand man, Wu Sheng, commonly known as the "lone wolf".

The one who uses soldiers like a god, whose martial arts are not under his father, who once retreated with a thousand people in an ambush of 100,000 people in the Liao State, is an undefeated god of war.

If you think about it, when I was a child, it seems that I did see this person.

Thinking of this, Dong Ping only shook his head slightly and continued to listen to Wu Sheng.

At this time, both sides sat down again, but the atmosphere was heavy.

"Seeing that jade pendant on your body, even though it has been so many years, I will not forget it, as for why you are called young master, do you know that the first sect in the Central Plains, the Iron Eagle Sect, was once the first sect?"

"Iron Eagle Sect?" Frowning, Dong Ping repeated this sentence in a low voice, isn't this Iron Eagle Sect said to have been disbanded twenty years ago, as if it was a religion created by the descendants of the Chai family?

It is said that their successive sect leaders are all direct descendants of Chai Rong, and unlike Chai Jin, these people have been secretly and openly confronting the Great Song Dynasty, thinking about overthrowing the regime......

"Mo Fei, I'm ......"

Dong Ping said, the whole person trembled slightly.

"Yes, twenty years ago, it was your father who disbanded the Iron Eagle Sect, because he had given up confrontation with the Great Song Dynasty, he chose to be loyal to the imperial court, and in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he decided to remain incognito." As he spoke, Wu Sheng's eyes also sank completely: "And you are the direct descendant of the Great Zhou Emperor!"

"Bang-"

Almost instantly, Dong Ping stood up suddenly, propped up the table with both hands, and even the chair was overturned by his drastic movements.

"Whew, whew, whew......"

Panting frantically, Dong Ping lowered his head and looked at the desktop, large pieces of sweat dripping down his forehead, his eyes were empty, and he only felt that his brain was blank.

At this moment, Dong Ping couldn't feel anything.

In his heart, there was only a blank left.

Wu ...... Uncle Wu ......"

I don't know how long it has passed, Dong Ping finally raised his head.

Taking a deep breath, Dong Ping stubbornly stabilized his emotions before watching Wu Sheng speak.

"Tell me everything back then, everything about my father's murder, and the ins and outs of the whole incident!"

Wu Sheng didn't rush to reply, he just sat there, a sneer gradually spreading from the corners of his mouth.

And at this time, outside.

It was pitch black now, and it was almost impossible to see anything from outside, let alone this place near the back mountain.

Hardly anyone could perceive the figure of Chu Jianglou that blended with the night.

At this moment, he was hiding in the grass in the distance through a wooden bug-like object, listening solemnly to the conversation in the house.

As time passed, the expression on his face kept changing.

I don't know how long it took before he stopped.

Sighing softly, Chu Jianglou also shook his head slightly, took a deep breath, and his eyes had changed.

It becomes complicated.

It was as if he had already made a choice.

Eventually, he chuckled softly.

"Dong Ping, I didn't expect that you and I have exactly the same background, it's really fate."

Smiling again, Chu Jianglou jumped, but in a few breaths, he had already reached the top of this three-story inn with the help of tree trunks along the way.

With his hands behind his back, he raised his head to look at the white and flawless moonlight, and the corners of his mouth already brought a faint smile.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness, Jiang Lou thinks...... It's also good to keep tigers for trouble......"