Coming out of the Evening Red Mansion, surrounded by Zhao Kuo, Lin Haizheng and others, Han Qian rode back to the house, thinking in his heart what kind of rhetoric to use to make his father make up his mind to leave Jinling and go out of the place.

At the mouth of the alley, Han Qian looked at two carriages and more than a dozen strong horses parked outside the house from a distance, seeing that the ruts were full of mud, and the horses were hanging their heads and eating beans listlessly in the stone trough in front of the house, he wondered in his heart, how could there be so many distant guests coming to the house today?

Han Qian walked into the front yard and listened to the sound of talking in the courtyard inside, when two pink-carved children jumped out of the hanging flower door and almost crashed into Han Qian's arms.

"Qiongyu, you look at your younger brother, don't tell him to fall," At this time, a beautiful young woman wearing a dark blue skirt chased out of the yard, staring at a man and a woman and two children who ran out, and at first glance saw Han Qian and them standing in the front yard, they were startled, and stared at Han Qian in a daze for a while, and then asked uncertainly, "Qilang?" ”

At the beginning of last year, when Han Qian went from Xuanzhou to Jinling to reunite with his father, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old at the time, but he had long been indulged in the affairs of men and women, and he had been drinking and gambling all night, and his body bones had already been hollowed out, and his slender body was nearly five and a half feet tall, but he was only one hundred and ten pounds, which was really thin.

In the past seven or eight months, in addition to staying in the Hou Mansion or being dragged to the late Red Mansion to discuss matters, Han Qian has been cultivating swords, bows, and riding every day, even if he is not as clear as Feng Yi, and not as burly as Fan Dahei, he can also be called calm and extraordinary.

Fan Xicheng and the others were with Han Qian all day long, and they didn't think that Han Qian had changed much, but when the old people in Xuanzhou saw Han Qian at first glance, they thought that they were a different person, and they only vaguely recognized it between their eyebrows.

"When did the sister-in-law and eldest brother arrive in Jinling?" Han Qian looked at the young woman silently for a moment, and at this time he also understood that the voice just now was familiar, it was the lobby brother Han Jun who was talking to his father in the room, and asked in a deep voice.

He has changed a lot, but it doesn't mean that others are big, of course he knows that the young woman in front of him is the wife of Han Jun, the eldest son of Uncle Han Daoming, Yang, whose name is Jia Niang.

His grandfather Han Wenhuan had three sons and more grandchildren, but the Jianghuai war was messy in recent years, and the three sons lived on one side, and Han Qian had no contact with his party brothers since he was a child, and it was not until he returned to Xuanzhou from Chuzhou seven years ago that he became familiar with the cousins of the second uncle.

Four years ago, Uncle Han Daoming served as the military envoy of Chaozhou Cantonment, coinciding with the invasion of Shouzhou by Liang Guonan, which affected Chaozhou, Uncle Han Daoming had a general position and could not leave without permission, so the eldest son Han Jun escorted more than 100 family members from Chaozhou to Xuanzhou to avoid military disasters.

It was also at that time that Han Qian became familiar with the two cousins of the eldest uncle's family.

At that time, the cousin-in-law Yang had just given birth to her second son, Han Renhai, who was a plump and beautiful young woman in her early twenties, which left a deep impression on Han Qian, and cousin Han Jun had just returned to Xuanzhou a few days ago, and pulled Jing Niang to bed, leaving Han Qian with an unforgettable memory.

Seeing that the Yang family hugged a pair of children to his side, staring nervously at the saber at his waist, Han Qian thought to himself that his sister-in-law was probably afraid that she would pull out the knife and cut down Han Jun's family of four in this courtyard, right?

Han Qian gently pressed his hand on the hilt of the knife, and when he turned around, he saw that in the inverted seat room in the front yard and in the corridor on the south side, seventeen or eighteen soldiers brought out by Han Jun from his hometown in Xuanzhou were also staring nervously.

"Old Seven!" At this time, two figures walked out of the weeping flower hall and shouted towards Han Qian.

The leader is Han Jun, the son of the eldest brother and uncle Han Daoming, with a short mustache on his lips, and his body is slightly shorter than Han Qian, but he also has a majestic posture. Han Jun returned to Xuanzhou to live for a year, and when the situation in Shouchao was stable, he returned to Chaozhou, and then followed his father Han Daoming to Chizhou to work.

Han Qian saw that he came to Jinling this time, and brought his wife and children with him, and guessed that he might be transferred to the court this time.

The person behind Han Jun should be thinner, but Han Duan, the eldest son of the second uncle Han Daochang, is the third in his generation of Han children, and has been arranged by his father for the past two years, running a warehouse in Chizhou, where the eldest uncle Han Daoming was the assassin and was in charge of the military and political power, and also took care of some things for the eldest uncle Han Daoming and Han Jun that could not be done for outsiders.

Seeing that Han Duan was also here, Han Qian guessed that he should follow Han Jun's side this time.

"What are the eldest brother and third brother doing staring at my hands, are you afraid that I will suddenly pull out my knife and dismantle you one by one?" Han Qian asked with a smile.

It's good that Han Qian didn't laugh, but he gritted his back molars and laughed, which made Han Duan's heart chill, and he had to force himself between him, the Yang family and the two children, for fear that Han Qian would suddenly make a move in his house.

When Yang collided out, he was already standing close to Han Qian, and he didn't say that he wanted to take a step back and maintain the proper balance between his uncle and sister-in-law.

Han Duan only forcibly inserted it at this time, and he was almost about to stick to Han Qian's face, seeing that Han Qian's eyes were shining, with an indescribable sharpness, he subconsciously reached out and pressed the saber on his waist.

"Third brother, what do you mean, do you want to try if I am lazy in practicing martial arts these days?" Han Qian grabbed Han Duan's wrist holding the knife with one hand, raised his elbow and struck him in the throat, as fast as lightning and thunder.

Behind Han Duan was the Yang family and the two children, plus he had helped his father run the family business all these years, and he was not as diligent in cultivating the sword and bow as before, he hesitated a little, and the fragile throat made Han Qian hit hard.

Although Han Qian didn't want to take Han Duan's life, this blow went out to collect his strength, but it also made Han Duan think that the throat was broken by Han Qian's elbow, and he knelt on the ground with his throat and coughed violently, tears and snot couldn't help flowing out.

"Han Qian! Don't be rude! Han Daoxun walked out behind Han Duan and Han Jun's two nephews, and when he saw Han Qian suddenly making a move on Han Duan, he shouted in a deep voice.

"Father, I'm playing with the third brother, I used to be in Xuanzhou's hometown, and the third brother didn't play with me like this! Father, if you don't believe it, you can ask Niu Erdan and how many rotten birds they have. Han Qian said with a smile as he pointed to the old house soldier who was about to rush over from the corridor on the south side.

At this time, Han Qian picked Han Duan up again and said, "I haven't seen you for more than a year, and the third brother's skills are not as good as before!" Or is it that I made a surprise move, and the third brother was defenseless, or should we play again? Father, eldest brother, third brother and sister-in-law came over, did the house prepare a banquet? If the banquet is not ready, I will have another discussion with the third brother. ”

Han Jun has led troops all these years, even if the uncle Han Daoming served as the assassin of Chizhou, Han Jun also went to the Chizhou camp as a military envoy, fighting alone, Han Qian was not sure that he could win Han Jun, but Han Duan sent it to the door today, and did not let them pay a little interest for the past festivals, how could Han Qian bear it?

Han Duan was slapped by Han Qian's elbow in a daze, and with such a big ugliness, his heart was already furious and thunderous, ignoring Han Jun's eyes, he reached out and was about to put Han Qian's shoulder on the shoulder: "I haven't seen you for a while, Lao Qi's skills are much stronger than before, let the third brother stretch out and stretch you!" ”

Han Duan's voice did not fall, and it was inconvenient to make too much movement in front of the third uncle Han Daoxun, but the elbow was also swept towards Han Qian's chest like thunder.

Han Qian directly raised his elbow and collided.

The elbow can be said to be the hardest part of the human body, and the elbows of the two collided together, making a muffled sound, almost making people suspect that the elbow bones of the two were broken at this moment.

Han Duan inhaled in pain.

Han Qian may not have felt half a point better than him, but his big fist didn't hesitate for half a minute because of the pain, and smashed it towards his shoulder like a heavy hammer.

Although Han Qian's strength is not as strong as Fan Dahei's strength, he has been practicing diligently for most of the past half a year, and he has more than 300 catties of strength to punch out with all his strength, which should not be taken lightly.

Han Duan still despised Han Qian, didn't have time to avoid it, took a step back, and his right arm hung down softly, never thinking that he would be dislocated by Han Qian's punch.

Han Qian stepped forward to connect Han Duan's dislocated arm, but when he saw Han Duan shrinking back with hatred, he laughed, shook his head at Han Jun and sighed: "Boss, you see that the third brother is really not as good as before, he has always beaten me all over the ground to find teeth, when was I bullied like this?" ”

Han Qian smiled at Yang Jia again and asked, "Sister-in-law, did you say that the third brother is worse than before?" Taking advantage of Yang Jia's stunnedness, she snatched her youngest son Han Renhai in her arms, held him in her arms, and said to Han Jun with a smile, "This little rabbit cub hasn't seen him for two years, and now he can't shout when he sees Uncle Seven, and he wants to spank him." Let's go around, everyone goes into the back room to eat and drink, I really haven't seen each other for a while, so people miss it tightly! ”

Han Duan had never suffered such a big loss in his life, Han Jun walked over and picked up his dislocated arm, wanting to leave with the family soldiers with hatred, but he didn't want Han Qian to carry his youngest son to the courtyard inside.

Afraid that Han Qian would hurt Renhai with his hand, Han Jun and Han Duan, who was still pale in pain when he picked up his arm, and Yang Jiashi, whose hands and feet were trembling a little with fright, led their daughter inside.

Han Daoxun can naturally see that something is very wrong, but in the past few months, Han Qian has been deeply scheming, and he has long changed the impression of the fluctuating waves in his mind, and at this time, his face is only slightly gloomy, and it does not interfere with Han Qian's "revenge".

The hall in the main house of the Han family is not very big, there is no place to sit on the ground, divide the case and eat, the wine and food are all placed on a square table, Han Qian held Han Renhai with one hand and asked him to stand in front of him, and invited Han Jun and Han Duan to accompany his father Han Daoxun to sit down.

The men and women are not seated, not to mention the presence of the elder Han Daoxun.

According to the etiquette here, arrange a separate table for Yang Jia in the wing room and the child in the wing room, but at this time, seeing the youngest son crying in the palm of Han Qian's hand, he didn't dare to cry, where did Yang Jia dare to leave the dining room?

She just handed over her daughter Qiongyu to the servant woman to take care of, and she personally held the pot next to her and poured wine for everyone.

"The people who come from the old mansion can't be lazy," Han Qian said to Fan Xicheng in a deep voice, "Isn't there a new batch of beans in the house?" Give each of them a pot, you have to entertain the people in the old house on my behalf, they want one left, be careful that I serve you with the family law! ”

Fan Xicheng and Zhao Kuo didn't expect that the young master Han Qian was going to take the horse material to entertain the people who came with Han Jun, and they were a little at a loss: Is this to completely tear their faces?

"Third uncle," Han Jun no longer cared about his son being held in Han Qian's hands, and it was impossible for him to swallow his anger at this time, staring at Han Daoxun, and asked with hatred, "Third Uncle really wants to see Qilang humiliate the old servant who is loyal to my Han family so much?" ”

"Is this a humiliation?" Han Qian touched Han Renhai's little face with fine skin and tender flesh, and said with a smile in the face of Han Jun's sharp eyes, "That's good, I won't humiliate them, just act according to family law!" I will pick out the dog slaves who bullied me in the past today, and one person will break one hand and one foot, which should be a reasonable request, right? ”

"Niu Erdan, Lao Donkey, Zhou Fugui, and Ma Jian, the four people who used to serve by my eldest brother's side, you should all recognize Fan Ye," Han Qian said to Fan Xicheng, "You take Da Hei and Hai Zheng to the front yard, pick out the four of them, and one of them will break one hand and one foot, it's enough!" Mowgli, you guard the hospital, who dares to use a sword in my house, no one will pay attention to killing the officer! ”