The black fat man who came in was probably not the first time he had done this kind of kidnapping, whether it was him or his subordinates, he seemed to be familiar with the whole process and was at ease. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 As soon as the order was given, two powerful men rushed in outside, and they rushed towards the young man.

The combat effectiveness of these women's scholars on this occasion is basically negligible, and their thin figure and the women's clothing have no deterrent effect at all. The two big men were like two high-speed chariots, knocking several scholars to the ground, and the waves were split. Tang Xianzu is a famous dramatist, not a skilled striker, and he has no advantage over other scholars on this occasion, so he had to shout: "Don't be presumptuous, do you know who he is?" ”

The black fat boy smiled, "You scholar don't know anything, this is Changsha City, and it is the world of my Ji Wangfu." You shouldn't ask who he is, you should ask who I am. This is the land of my father's domain, the sky of the palace is on your heads, and the ground of the palace is under your feet, and there is a grass, a tree, a person, and an animal in the city, what do I want? What's the point of catching a woman? ”

Woman? Fan Jin really wanted to mourn for this black fat man for a minute, and even if he provoked Zhang Juzheng's son, he actually mistook his son for a woman, which was really a bit wrong. Of course, he is not to blame, who made the Zhang family too wicked.

At this time, a scholar hurriedly said: "Don't be presumptuous, he is ......" Before the words fell, he had already been slapped in the face, and the person was beaten out, and even the words were slapped back to his throat. The scholars who traveled with Zhang Sixiu all went to take the exam, and they all had a reputation for making meritorious contributions, and they were on an equal footing with the magistrate in the local area, whether they were fighting lawsuits or reasoning, they were all first-class masters. But when you encounter a beating, you have no ability to deal with it, and when you encounter an unreasonable splasher, there is really no way.

It is said that when the children of the Zhang family travel, there should be guards around them, but somehow, no one can see them at the moment. As the target of the attack, the young man did not show panic on his face, only glared at a pair of beautiful eyes slightly, and reprimanded, "Presumptuous!" ”

The two big men were used to being rampant, crying and resisting, holding the pillar and not letting go, or begging for mercy, and it was the first time they had seen them scolded them for being presumptuous. But the young man's face was gloomy, his eyes were cold, and his gaze was like two tangible blades piercing, and the person was like a god possessing his body, which made the two of them rush out of their bodies and stopped, and they lost their minds for a moment and wanted to leave.

But then, the two of them also woke up, a teenager, afraid of what he would do? Naturally, someone will take over the big thing. A big man smiled and said: "There will be more presumptuous ones later, wait for your ......" Before the words fell, a strong wind struck, and a young scholar was already between the two and the teenager.

These scholars do not lack the courage to sacrifice their lives to save others, in other words, this kind of opportunity cannot be repaid, and they can be injured for the children of the first assistant, which is the creation that can only be exchanged for the accumulation of virtue by the ancestors. But the question is that it's one thing to think in your heart, and whether you can do it or not is another thing. can get mixed with Zhang Sixiu, although the family is not as good as the Zhang family, but he will not be Bai Ding, at least he is also a small landlord.

The son of such a family does not need to fight by himself, and if there is anything, the family will go down to solve it, and he only needs to speak. Now when it comes to the time when it is time to go down in person, no matter how brave you think in your heart, your legs can't actually move. All that can be done is condemnation by public opinion, and action will not play a role.

Just in one piece, "You dare to ......" "Presumptuous!" "Do you know who he is?" In such words, only Fan Jin rushed out without saying a word.

Tang Xianzu exclaimed, "Brother Fan, don't be impulsive! Immediately, I saw a snowy sword light, followed by a blood mist that soared into the sky!

According to the regulations of the Ming Dynasty system, Xiucai can carry a sword when traveling, and does not need to be interrogated by the government. However, for scholars, the decoration and decoration of a sword13 are far more meaningful than practical, and most scholars wear scribe swords that do not even know how to cut their blades, and when it is really time to fight, this sword cannot be counted on. Fan Jin was not carrying a sword under his ribs, but a short knife, which was actually the rib difference used to stab Lin Feng that day. It was first handed over to the government treasury as stolen goods, and later it was approved by Ling Yunyi and returned to Fan Jin.

Lin Feng treats his clothes very sparingly, but he will not hesitate to invest in weapons used in combat. This saber of his is placed in Fuso, which also belongs to the level of Blowhair. Fan Jin's movements were very fast, and just when Dahan's hand was about to make contact with the boy surnamed Zhang, the treasure knife named Horikawa Kunihiro had already been swung out.

The white light flashed, blood spurted wildly, and screams echoed through the room.

These two big men are actually good at martial arts, and if it is a martial arts competition, Fan Jin will also have a headache. However, they decided that the opponent was just a scribe, and even if they had learned to punch and kick, it was just for physical fitness, and it was not the same thing as real martial arts and fighting kung fu, and they did not take precautions. didn't want the knife on Fan Jin's body to be so sharp, and what he didn't expect was that he really dared to cut people.

The screams sounded, the man staggered back, the big man's left hand grabbed his right arm, and in the right hand, the original fan-like giant palm had now fallen to the ground, and his right hand was broken at the wrist, and blood gushed out like a fountain. Because the distance was too close, Fan Jin's body was inevitably stained with blood, but he didn't care, he only pointed the knife at another big man, and made a provocative action: "Come on!" ”

There was silence in the room.

There were more than a dozen men in the bookstore, and if the two sides were prevented from acting from the beginning, there would be no conflict, but these people were still biased towards the attackers either for geographical reasons or because they belonged to the royal family. didn't really stop anything, most of them sat on the mountain and watched the tiger fight, but when I saw a hand on the ground and blood in the room, my expression began to panic. Another big man was also a brave and powerful man, but when he saw the miserable appearance of his companions, he didn't know what to do for a while.

As a professional thug, this Han martial arts did not say, but the activity area is limited to Changsha, after all, this is the capital city, and the social security is relatively good. I have fought many times with people, but I have never fought for my life. If Fan Jin knocked over the big man in three or two strokes, the other person might not be afraid of him. But as soon as Fan Jin made a move, he pulled out his knife and cut people, beheading people into cripples, and his face did not change, and he was full of the spirit of an outlaw, and this big man was a little afraid. His eyes were fixed on the short knife in Fan Jin's hand, and his steps began to regress little by little, and he couldn't even care about his companions.

The wailing echoed in the bookstore, and a cadre of scholars looked at Fan Jin's bloodstained appearance with a short knife in his hand in a daze, and subconsciously moved away from him.

The black fat man said angrily: "Where did the robbers come from, who dare to spread wild in the territory of the palace? Is it true that our Ji Wangfu is easy to bully? Hurry up and call someone, call the palace guards, and say that we have robbers in Changsha, and if you catch them, you will cut them down first. ”

"Isn't the Jiwang Mansion amazing?" At this moment, Zhang Sixiu's voice sounded again, and then everyone saw Zhang Sixiu, whose eyes were blood-red and angry, came out of it with a folding fan in his hand. Behind him, there is a scholar surnamed Gao, and the last one is the shopkeeper of the bookstore, with two burdens in his arms.

Zhang Sixiu looked at Fan Jinluo and nodded, and immediately came to his brother's side and whispered something, the young man shook his head and said a few more words, Zhang Sixiu turned to look at the black fat man and said, "I am Jiangling Zhang Sixiu, you should have heard this name, right?" This is the younger brother. You just did something, you know it in your heart, and we will calculate this account slowly. Now, aren't you leaving? ”

The black fat man was stunned, looked at Zhang Sixiu, then at the young man, shook his head and said, "What if you are Zhang Sixiu?" Although you Lao Tzu is the first assistant, but after all, he is also the courtier of my Zhu family, this world is my surname Zhu but not Zhang, do you dare to bully the clan? You are ruthless in the capital, but in Changsha it is my territory! I just recognized the wrong person and recognized your brother as a fugitive slave from my house, but this is just a misunderstanding, and it will be fine to talk to each other, so why use a knife to hurt people? This matter cannot be left like this, your brother can leave, this robber must be handed over to me. Also, I'm going to take those two treasures. ”

Zhang Sixiu sneered: "Your baby is already mine." Shopkeeper Song has already agreed to sell me two things, Shopkeeper Song, right? ”

"yes, that's ...... Here's how to say it. Presumably there is some misunderstanding, one of the two of you is His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and the other is the son of the first assistant, you really can't hurt the harmony, if you have anything to say, it's okay, everything is precious, don't hurt the harmony. ”

The black fat man said angrily: "Old Song, have you forgotten what the hell your identity is?" You are from my palace, how dare you bend your elbows outward? Besides, you took my deposit. ”

Zhang Sixiu opened the folding fan and snorted coldly: "It's just a deposit, I paid three times more deposit, and this matter is over." I have prepared three thousand taels of silver on board to buy these two treasures, but will you, the prince of the world, take three times the amount of silver to buy these things? ”

"You ......" The black fat man was speechless for a while, obviously being hit by Zhang Sixiu's words, his black face slowly turned red, but he couldn't speak. Zhang Sixiu said proudly: "In business, everything depends on silver, if you can't take out the silver, you can't blow the atmosphere, let's go to the boat to get the silver." ”

As far as Zhang Sixiu is concerned, he is not afraid of a vassal prince, or his current age and experience, and he is not afraid of someone. But the reason why a strong dragon does not suppress the head snake is always understood. Half of the city in Changsha is the territory of King Ji's Mansion, and Zhenhe Shizi is completely deadlocked, and he will definitely suffer a loss in front of him.

As long as you enter Beijing, or when you arrive in Wuchang Mansion and have a governor's standard camp, you can clean up such a turtle vassal king and the prince casually. Besides, his own people actually didn't suffer, but the big man was really crippled, no matter how sloppy Zhang Sixiu was, he was always a reasonable person, and he didn't feel that he still had any need to use the topic to play, and he also wanted to close the situation.

In the final analysis, Zhang Sixiu is arrogant and arrogant, and his brain is not confused. There really isn't much to fight at the moment, and if there is a physical conflict, you will definitely have to suffer a loss, in case you meet a prince like a demon king in the world, I'm afraid you will have to suffer a lot. It's okay to be yourself, but in order to ensure the safety of your family, you still want to leave the place of right and wrong early.

Fan Jin said: "The second son is slow, those two treasures must be the authentic works of Yan Lugong and the Song version of the book." I wonder if I can take a look down and open my eyes? ”

When he spoke, he was still holding a knife in his hand, and he looked very indecent, Zhang Sixiu frowned slightly, "It's not wrong for Brother Fan to see it, but this is not the place, it's not too late to go back to the boat." ”

The young man lay in Zhang Sixiu's ear and said a few more words, Zhang Sixiu groaned for a while, and said to the shopkeeper Song: "Shopkeeper Song, please open it and let us take a look." ”

Shopkeeper Song looked at the black fat man, at this time, the crippled man had been helped out by another big man, and before his reinforcements arrived, it was relatively safe.

Shopkeeper Song called a big man, put down a burden first, unwrapped the first package, and carefully laid out a roll of yellowed and stale jute paper on the counter.

A severed hand on the ground, the air is filled with a strong smell of blood, as a representative of elegant life, few people are in the mood to see what treasures now. Only Fan Jin was like nothing, holding a knife in one hand, he walked to the cabinet, and looked at the edict, but the young man also came over to look, the two looked at each other, the young man pursed his lips and smiled, and Fan Jin's heart tightened again...... Pseudo-mothers are terrible.

This handwriting is a note to Zhu Juchuan, the former Muzhou Chronicler who joined the army, and wrote: 勑: Pawn Wang Yan, polish Hongye, must be a pure trip, in order to show the best achievements in the class, change his job for a long time, and use his talents. The court council Lang Xing Shang Shu Si Xun Wai Lang Zhi Zhi Zhu Juchuan, learn the history of the tomb, the text contains elegance, chastity can encourage the vulgar, and the sensitivity can be successful. Since Si Lunhan, he has repeatedly changed star frost, and he is inexhaustible, and there is no right time. Today's six officials are the total, Baidu is only chaste, talented and knowledgeable, and competent. Yingzi is rewarded and promoted, it is to use the correct name, and I am forbidden to the wall, which is really a lift. can keep the middle school scholars, and the scattered officials are the same. On June 14, the third year of the establishment of the center, it was carried out as the right one. On June 15, the third year of Jianzhong, Zhu Juchuan, the scholar of the court, was sent to the court. June 16, the third year of construction. In the small block is written the name of the scholar in the maker.

This Yanlu Gongshu Zhu Juchuan told the body on the calligraphy structure, vigorous and majestic, dignified and dignified, although it is an edict, but the power of the text and ink has been undoubtedly revealed.

Zhang Sixiu was calm and calm on the surface, but his actual thoughts were also disturbed by the broken hand and the bloodstains in one place, and he couldn't settle down. When Fan Jin finished reading, he said, "If Brother Fan finishes reading, you can put it away, right?" ”

Fan Jin pointed to another Song version of the book, "Please let that book open the eyes of the little brother." ”

The beautiful young man beside him nodded again, and Zhang Sixiu said helplessly: "Shopkeeper Song, there is labor." ”

No matter how good the printing quality of the Song version is, it is too old to read it, and it is also necessary to be extra careful when reading it. The figures of the two unconsciously approached, and then a refreshing aroma was sent to Fan Jin's nose. This smell ...... It smells so good.

Pseudo-Niang ...... He's a pseudo-girl. Fan Jin once again reminded himself not to think too much and to focus on the book. After turning a few pages, he took a step back, but at the same time, the young man also took a step back, and the two of them distanced themselves very tacitly. Zhang Sixiu said impatiently: "Brother Fan, can we leave this time?" ”

Fan Jin nodded and said, "You can go, but it's unnecessary for me to read this book." The book is barely worth a few dollars, but this Yan Lu Gongshu Zhu Juchuan's letter to the body is worthless and unnecessary. And the book itself is not worth three thousand taels, and there are more than one hundred and ten taels of silver. ”

Shopkeeper Song's face changed, "This son, what do you mean by this?" ”

"It's not interesting, just to tell Zhang Ergongzi that these two things are fakes and are not worth so much. If this fake friend likes it, Zhang Ergongzi might as well cut his love and let him buy it. ”