The next day, at dawn, Jiang Jue got up to practice swords, he wanted to go to the Central Plains with Jiang Wangshu, as long as he practiced swords well, Jiang Hou would definitely change his mind and agree, besides, if he didn't practice swords, how could he kill the enemy side by side with Jiang Hou, and how to protect Mr. Meng?

The day is very close, Jiang Jue is a little looking forward to seeing Mr. Meng, I don't know if Mr. Meng has accepted a second disciple.

Xiao Jingshu wants to rely on Jiang Jue, she already regards Jiang Jue as her closest person, even if she sleeps, she has to stick to her. The child had a light sleep, Jiang Jue fumbled to get up and woke her up, and she sat at the door and watched Jiang Jue practice swords.

"Brother, amazing." Xiao Jingshu clapped her little hands and said. Children don't lie, Xiao Jingshu said that if it's amazing, it's really powerful.

The old servant got up earlier than Jiang Jue, and when he heard Jiang Jue dancing the sword, he was waiting with a bowl of tea.

"Grandpa Qin, you don't have to worry about me." (At that time, the word "you" had not yet been invented) Jiang Jue couldn't adapt to the old servant's excessive diligence, and he had hands and feet to serve him. Except for Qi Guanzhuang, Qi Guanzhuang is a brute force and does not use it as a coolie, which makes him uncomfortable.

The old servant nodded with a smile, still waiting for the tea, and Jiang Jue had no choice but to take the tea bowl. When the old servant saw that Jiang Jue had drunk all the tea, he smiled and said, "Gongzi's sword is very similar to Jiang Hou."

Jiang Jue pressed the joy in his heart and asked, "Really?"

"Seriously," said the old servant, "I have been with Jiang Hou for more than 20 years, and when my daughter and I fled, I was taken in by Jiang Hou to get a bite to eat, and Jiang Hou never treated me as an outsider, old, old. ”

When the old servant had finished speaking, he went into the house to prepare breakfast.

Jiang Wangshu pushed the door out, looked at the back of the old servant and said, "His daughter is Du Ruo."

No wonder Du Ruo would sell himself a big favor, it turned out to be to repay his kindness.

Jiang Jue was still dancing the sword, but he was absent-minded, the sword in his hand was Du Ruojian, he suddenly felt so ironic, Du Ruo's death could not be separated from it.

"To kill, it's good to have a clear conscience." Jiang Wangshu saw that Jiang Jue's mood was affected, so he said.

Jiang Jue put away his sword and asked, "Then how can I have a clear conscience?"

"Kill those who deserve to be killed for those who deserve to be protected." Jiang Wangshu replied. He can't remember how many people he killed in his life, but he never killed innocent people indiscriminately, and all the people he killed were people who deserved to be killed. So his blood-stained hands can still write, "What is life like everywhere?" It should be like stepping on slush in the snow. Sing Liangzhou's verses like this.

"What is life like everywhere? It should be like stepping on slush in the snow. "Someone came singing.

Qi Guanzhuang, who had just gotten up, hurriedly greeted him at the door, hooked his shoulders with Wu Qujian and said, "You found it?"

The identities of Wu Quji and Qi Guanzhuang are very different, but the tricks of fate have made them form a deep relationship in Nanban.

Qi Guanzhuang appreciates that Wu Qujian can talk about Fengyue with the grass bandits, and can also talk to Jiang Hou about governing the country, and even more appreciates Wu Quji's ability to raise a sword to kill people and command thousands of troops and horses.

"These days, Jiangcheng is singing this poem left by Jiang Hou, but it's a pity that how many people can read it?" I Wu went to pout.

Someone knocked on the door, Qi Guanzhuang went over to open the door, and saw that it was Jing Qijun who left the palace, he looked around vigilantly, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Jing Qijun didn't know Qi Guanzhuang, she came in past Qi Guan Zhuang, saw Wu Quji, and asked, "Doctor Wu is also there?"

Wu Qu saluted quickly and said, "It seems that a group of frustrated people have gathered."

"Official, go out for a walk with me." Jiang Jue knew that both Wu Quji and Jing Qijun were coming to find Jiang Hou, and this was a matter of the temple of the Fang Kingdom, so he didn't want to get involved.

Qi Guanzhuang carefully agreed and went out with Jiang Jue.

"Official, do you bring any money?" Jiang Jue hugged Xiao Jingshu and asked.

Qi Guanzhuang scratched his head, rummaged up and down, and only found a knife coin.

This knife coin can only be saved by a family of three for half a month in Zongxi, which is enough for the expenses of a family of three for a whole month, and it is enough to pay for the tuition of a Mongolian child for half a year.

A knife coin, a lot.

However, if this knife coin is placed on the ground in Jiangcheng, no one will be willing to pick it up, and it is not enough for a cup of tea.

A knife coin, too little.

"I'm still making money, Official." Jiang Jue said.

He has never had the concept of money, and when he was in the west, money was just a knife coin hung on the child's neck on Chinese New Year's Eve.

Jiang Jue took the knife coin, drew a thread and put it on, hung it around Xiao Jingshu's neck, and said, "This is my brother's belated New Year's gift."

Xiao Jingshu happily played with this New Year's or New Year's money, and ran around with small steps.

"You little girl doesn't walk long?" A figure dressed as a servant pushed Xiao Jingshu.

Seeing that Xiao Jingshu was about to fall, Jiang Jue quickly hugged her. Qi Guanzhuang didn't need his son-in-law's orders to step forward and grab the servant and scold: "Are you looking for death?"

Qi Guanzhuang is careful, but he is a reckless man, and he is a straw bandit full of evil, even if he gets rid of the identity of a grass bandit and hides this bandit very well, but in the final analysis, he is still a grass bandit.

A noble young man glanced at Qi Guanzhuang indifferently and said, "Kill."

"Killed?" The servants looked at each other, this is Jiangcheng, if you kill it elsewhere, you will kill it, but this is Jiangcheng.

"Killed." The noble boy said in an irresistible tone.

The four servants rushed up, Jiang Jue didn't make a move, if Qi Guanzhuang couldn't even put these four straw bales, it would really be a loss for his own people.

Qi Guanzhuang is a third-rate martial artist who has one foot in the second grade, and although he has brute strength to catch up with the village owners who grew up drinking Shenlong wine in Nanban, how can it be compared to the four straw bales in front of him? He raised his sword and fought against four.

The people around were panicked when they saw this big scene, and they scattered, and Jiangcheng guards were coming from afar.

The four servants are not necessarily straw bales, they still have some foundation, and Qi Guanzhuang has lost the upper hand in one enemy and four times.

Dozens of soldiers surrounded the scene, and the circle was divided into two groups, Jiang Jue, Xiao Jingshu and Qi Guanzhuang, a group of nobles and a dozen servants.

Qi Guanzhuang and the four servants were entangled, together, in the end, he had some ability, he turned the situation around and took the initiative.

Qi Guanzhuang was a little impatient when he saw the soldiers coming, but he was not a person who was afraid of things, and if it was traced back to the source, it was the other party's provocation.

Jiang Jue blindfolded Xiao Jingshu and said, "Is it okay for my brother to play a game with you?" Don't open your eyes and cover your ears. ”

Xiao Jingshu nodded obediently and sensibly, Jiang Jue held Xiao Jingshu with her left hand, Xiao Jingshu lay on Jiang Jue's shoulder, closed her eyes and covered her ears; Jiang Jue drew his sword in his right hand and walked forward, and the dozen or so servants on the side of the noble boy also drew their swords to meet him.

Qi Guanzhuang had already eliminated a straw bale servant, and he was ashamed to see that his son had turned a blind eye to a dozen servants, and he was distracted and fell into a disadvantage, so he had to deal with the three straw bale servants in front of him with all his might.

Jiang Jue glanced at the soldiers who were waiting around him and hundreds of spectators who made all kinds of amazed appearances, he raised his sword, the sword rose and fell, and a straw bale servant fell to the ground and convulsed and died with hatred, this sword is called guarding, and it is Xiao Jingshu who is guarded; Du Ruo's sword rose again, wounding one person, this sword is called the wind, and the wind that goes with the wind; Jiang Jue flipped his sword and stabbed it back, and a straw bale servant looked at the wound on his belly in disbelief, this sword is called pay attention, Ah Wu said and go with the wind, and you must also pay attention behind you.

Three swords, but in the blink of an eye, the three servants were killed and wounded, and the rest swallowed saliva with difficulty and struggled between being up and down. The noble man's indifferent expression was full of disbelief, and he quietly retreated behind the soldier.

The rest of the servants were shocked by Jiang Jue's thunderous means, but there were always one or two who thought they had some ability or vainly tried to ascend to the sky in one step, so they raised their swords and went up, and the remaining servants were infected by this warrior and all rushed up.

Qi Guanzhuang killed another straw bale servant, and when he looked up, he saw Gongzi standing in a pool of blood with a sword, and his appearance of being independent and unstained with blood reminded him of the green pile. The blue pile is the closest bird to the frightening, arrogant, cold, and mysterious.

A heroic man came out of the soldiers, this is the centurion of the Jiangcheng guard, and he scolded: "Be bold, dare to kill people in Jiangcheng, take it."

Dozens of guards rushed up, and the young man in front of him was simply a heinous devil, killing people under the nose of the new king in Jiangcheng, under the gaze of hundreds of people.

The two straw bale servants who were fighting with Qi Guanzhuang were wounded and fled, and Qi Guanzhuang and Jiang Jue stood with their backs to each other, and asked in a low voice, "Childe, what should I do now?"

Qi Guanzhuang is careful, but he is by no means suitable for a living by eating with his head, he has no idea, he can only pin his hopes on Gongzi.

"Wait, wait." Jiang Jue spit out two words.

Jiang Jue did not resist and let dozens of soldiers surround him, he was sure to kill these dozens of soldiers, but he was not sure to escape from Jiangcheng. Besides, why did he run away?

"You are so bold, you dare to kill people in Jiangcheng by bullying the weak." The valiant centurion of the Jiangcheng Guards asked.

"Didn't you see it with your own eyes? Am I a bully or am I being ravaged like a weakling? If it weren't for the kid's little ability, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to get out of Jiangcheng today. Jiang Jue replied loudly.

The centurion of the heroic Jiangcheng Guard Army wanted to scold him again and was stopped by the noble boy, and the noble boy said: "The ability is not bad, but it's a pity that you provoked someone who shouldn't be provoked, do you know who I am?"

"All I know is that if it weren't for these soldiers, you'd be a dead man." Jiang Jue didn't look at this noble son, he patted Xiao Jingshu's back lovingly and said.

Xiao Jingshu asked in a low voice, "Brother, can you open your eyes?"

"Not yet." Jiang Jue replied softly.

Dozens of guards surrounded the two, and the centurion of the heroic Jiangcheng guard said to the noble son: "Childe, I can't be the master of what to do, it's better for you to dissipate your anger, as long as you don't die."

"This is the son of Lord Xie's family, Lord Xie, who is ranked in the sixth Qing, you provoke someone you can't afford to provoke." The centurion of the heroic Jiangcheng Guards sneered.

The heroic face smiled like the face of a dog wagging its tail in front of its master and begging for mercy and baring its teeth at outsiders.

The son of the Xie family proudly pulled out a sword and slapped it in the palm of his hand, he raised his head and asked Jiang Jue, "Are you afraid of death?" Get down on your knees and get under my crotch and I don't care about you. ”

"Childe, don't kill it." The centurion of the heroic Jiangcheng Guards was afraid that this noble son would not be light or heavy, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain to the top.

More and more people rushed to hear the voice, Jiang Jue glanced around, nine times out of ten, there were spectators with two completely different expressions, indifference and excitement, and the rest were compassion and sympathy.

The noble son of the Xie family who treats human life like a mustard, the Jiangcheng guards who turn black and white upside down, the centurion of the Jiangcheng guards with a flattering face, and the indifferent and excited spectators, these are the so-called people worth guarding Jianghou who have been guarding for 27 years?

"Do you know the identity of my son-in-law?" Qi Guanzhuang said to the noble son of the Xie family, "Why don't you drill under the uncle's crotch and not care about you now?" ”

The noble son of the Xie family played with the sword in his hand, and looked at the unashamed dying man in front of him with a look of compassion for a fool.

"Jiang Hou is here." The crowd separated, and Jiang Wangshu, Wu Quji, and Jing Qijun came over.

"See Jiang Hou." When the Jiangcheng guards saw Jiang Hou, they were frightened and knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"See Jiang Hou." The dog-faced centurion of the guards of the Yingwu River City knelt down on one knee and saluted.

"I've seen Jiang Hou." The noble son of the Xie family restrained his arrogance and acted respectfully.

"Why kill people?" Jiang Hou asked, he knew that Jiang Jue was not killing innocent people indiscriminately, but killing people in Jiangcheng really made him feel difficult.

"Kill, so kill." The words were shocked, whether it was the Jiangcheng Guards, the Centurion of the Guards, or even the noble son of the Xie family, they all felt that this young man was crazy, but since Jiang Hou was present, even if this young man had the ability to go through the sky, he couldn't make waves.

"Kill it, kill it, and go home with me." Jiang Wangshu said.

Not only was the words shocked, whether it was the Jiangcheng Guard, the Centurion of the Guard, or even the noble son of the Xie family, they all felt that they had heard it wrong.

"Jiang Hou, this young man should be beheaded for his crimes." The dog-faced centurion of the Yingwu River City Guard shouted boldly.

"Then how many thousand people I have killed, and how many people should be beheaded?" Jiang Wangshu asked rhetorically.

Jiang Hou said with a smile, "Someone rode a horse, it was Mustard Seed, he looked outside for a long time, and couldn't help but say, "People can't be rude, the country can't be impossible, if you kill people in Jiangcheng, you can still get out of the way, maybe tomorrow my body will lie here." ”

"Mustard, you are the same as your grandfather, but different." Jiang Wangshu turned to look at the mustard seed and said.

Mustard's face was cloudy.

"What if I have to take them away?" Jiang Wangshu asked.

"Non-negotiable?" Mustard asked tentatively, he didn't want to completely break with Jiang Wangshu yet.

Jiang Wangshu nodded, even if the young man killed someone who shouldn't be killed, he would have to protect him, not for anything else, just because his surname was Jiang.

"Why did Jiang Hou protect this young man?" Mustard was a little annoyed.

"I care about everyone, if Tai Bao really wants a reason, it is that he is surnamed Jiang with me." Jiang Wangshu's answer was like a boulder thrown into a lake, setting off monstrous waves.