Liu Qingyuan exited the door. With mixed feelings in his heart, he looked at the two secret methods in his hand that were enough to leave him for a hundred years, and then looked at the family letter that was enough to make the old club angry.

He gritted his teeth and made a decision that made him feel wise until he died. As for the fact that this letter fell into the hands of Shen Renxin, making this amiable old fat man who had just passed his fiftieth birthday sad overnight and sitting in the empty silver cellar and crying for three days, he couldn't care about it at all, and at this time his most urgent thing was to prepare the steamed buns of the Shaodong family, and then go back to his room to calm down.

Shen Xing held a steamed bun in his mouth, lying on the ground humming and doing push-ups, the sky had already darkened, and the street had receded from the noise of the day, but the Jiangnan restaurant was still full of people, endless, the sound of silk and bamboo was accompanied by the melodious tune of the singer, a scene that only existed in ancient paintings, which made people linger, and after doing more than 20 times, Shen Xing, who was sweating profusely, leaned on the window and enjoyed this rare tranquility.

While directing the maidservants and maids to prepare the bathing things busily, Shen Da diligently served tea and water, and helped Shen Xing wipe his sweat in his wide clothes.

"Young master, something is wrong, the young grandmother was surrounded by gangsters in the City God Temple!"

Shen Wangcai, Shen Da's most loyal henchman, at this moment he shouted and broke in and fell a dog to eat, and the girls who were rubbing Shen Xing's back screamed again and again, and even a person who was pouring water directly poured water on the head of the young master Shen, and he jumped out of the bucket naked with a hideous face.

Shen Daer didn't say anything, and learned from Shen Xing's leg lift in the past, but also gave Brother Wangcai a backflip, "Damn it, what is it called, I'm not afraid to surprise the young master." "Boss, yes, it's the young grandmother, the young grandmother has let the group of ruffians surround her, and it will be too late if you don't go."

Shen Xing came to his senses and put on a piece of clothing, took the handkerchief and wiped it himself. "What are you talking about, how can the young grandmother be outside when she is not in her room this big night, and don't cry, I didn't say what I want to do with you, get up quickly."

"Young master, the slave didn't mean it, the slave has never served anyone, don't drive me away......" The girl's crying pear blossom brought rain, and finally stood firm with the support of her companions, she opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but was glared at by Shen Da fiercely, and hurriedly retreated in fright.

"Young master, after dinner, the young grandmother took Chun'er with a lot of bedding and said that she wanted to send it to those homeless people, and the little one couldn't persuade him to help, but as soon as he got there, he saw several rich sons chasing two women, and then ......" "Okay, you don't need to say it, let the brothers bring the guys, and the woman who dares to touch the young master is tired." As soon as Shen Xing finished speaking, he rushed out of the Jiangnan restaurant.

Then many people saw a fat man with a cloak and a blouse wearing shorts and a smock on West Chang'an Street running nimbly, and the hundreds of people who followed not far behind him were either holding wooden sticks or machetes in their hands, and there was an obscene old man over half a hundred years old who shouted and shouted and killed the most ferocious.

"Husband, what are you doing here!" The red lady said. Without waiting for the panting Shen Xing to answer, he turned around and comforted the two frightened girls who were sitting on the ground. "Don't be afraid, these people are not here to arrest you, they are slaves."

Shen Xing squatted on the ground according to his chest and shook his head, unable to say a word, he saw more than thirty people in front of him slumping there and wailing, Lan Er Chun'er was disheveled, her skirt was tied to her waist, and the two white swaying calves exposed were stepping on the two pig's heads and faces.

"You stinky girls, if you kind of kill my son, ah...... Do you know who this son is? Do you know who he is? Jingzhao Fuyi is him...... Yes...... When the Ministry of Rites is still in the book, ah...... and Dong Gek University's Shi Wen Ti Ren...... Yes! It's my dad...... Ah......" "Phew, dog officer. Lan'er hit the two pig's heads several times in a row, and finally lost her voice and passed out. Shen Xing covered his face and couldn't bear to look at it directly, it was really violent, too bloody.

The inspection and arrest that came quickly after the inquiry, and the Jinyi guards who assisted in the inspection in the city were also shocked by this terrifying scene, and more than 30 high-ranking family servants with weapons were powerless to fight back in the face of a few girls from small families.

Ren Tian, the leader of the hundred households in brocade, can be mixed in a place like the capital where dragons and snakes are mixed, naturally he is not an ordinary person, he glanced at Wu Xianlu and the others who were full of murderous faces, facing the official government and still holding the horizontal knife in their hands, and swept the young master of the Wen family who was lying on the ground Jingzhao Mansion Gongzi with his residual vision, and he grabbed Han Yigong, the head catcher who was about to step forward to lock people.

"Han Zhutou, I'm afraid today's matter is not as simple as you and I think, those who dare to make a move against the Shoufu family and Jingzhao Mansion don't have the courage to rely on it, you see that those few men who rushed to help are all skilled, I can't benefit from using force, and I may get into trouble."

Han Yigong's name as the head catcher in the capital is actually the thug of the Fu Yin family, whether to take off or not to take off the official clothes is a sentence of the Wang family, usually the troubles caused by the young master of the Wang family can be commented on and quiet, basically half of them have his credit, so in recent years, he has also had a good time under the care of Wang Fu Yin, and many people in the capital can respect him as a little head catcher.

But now that the son of the Wang family is lying on the ground, he doesn't breathe much, where can he still listen to the words, this is not beating the young master of the Wang family, this is obviously smashing his Han Yigong's job, cutting off people's wealth is like killing his parents, he arched his hand towards Ren Tianyi and pulled out the ring ruler on his waist.

"Ren Baihu, arrest thieves, and maintain law and order in the capital is our duty, such as today's feet, this group of madmen actually blatantly hurt people with weapons, do you really think that the Ming Dynasty has no royal law? The little ones gave me all the locks. ”

Shen Xing finally relieved his breath, and heard the shouts of the fast catchers, so he slowly stood up, because he was running too fast just now, and for a fat man like him, it really exceeded the load on his body, "Slow, slow, all the officials are Shen Xing, the young owner of the Jiangnan Restaurant, tonight's weapon fight has a reason, you have also seen that it is a large group of men who surround my lady and a few maids, obviously there are wrongdoings, and they resist purely in self-defense." ”

After listening to Han Yigong's words, the corner of his mouth smiled coldly, and he also had a plan in his heart, "Jiangnan Restaurant, what a big breath, what a self-defense, you fat man can know who your lady is fighting, they are Wen Bilai, the young son of the first assistant of the dynasty, Young Master Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, Wang Quanhe, you pierced God knows no!" ”

As he spoke, he looked at the dozens of men with knives approaching him, and his heart was also flustered, but he still stabilized his position, and deliberately raised his voice and said, "Do you civilians dare to violently resist arrest?" That is a big crime of conspiring against the nine clans, and Han advises you to be arrested obediently and wait for the punishment of the law. ”

Lan'er snorted coldly, kicked with one foot, picked up a machete beside her, and held it in her hand.