"Big official, there's a fight outside the tile!"

Knowing that Gao Yanei was going to come to Ximen Wazi to swim tonight, Ximen Qing was waiting here early, but he didn't want to hear a group of green skins hugging Gao Yanei to the intersection of Quyuan Street, and before he could go out, Liu Wang's guy looked anxious and stumbled in.

"What's fighting?"

This is headless and brainless, and Ximenqing can't figure out what happened outside for a while.

"Quick, save the scene, big official, Gao Yanei was beaten!"

Liu Wang was also panicked at this time, and only pulled Ximenqing's sleeve and dragged it out, as if he could save Gao Yanei as soon as he arrived.

This is unusual, in this Bianliang City, in addition to Lu Zhishen and other reckless men with an upright temperament, who dares to beat Gao Qiang on the street without opening his eyes. Although this can be regarded as eliminating harm for the people, if such an incident occurs at the gate of his tile, maybe it will be the end of the fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond, so he still has to go out and take a look.

"Ma Jin, follow me!"

In the last few days, Shi Qian has been running around the city, making friends with a group of city fox society rats in Tokyo, Ma Xian is relatively stable in temperament, so he stays on the side of Mahang Street to take care of it, and Ma Jin is alone with him every day.

These days, Ximenqing can also be regarded as investigating the surrounding situation in this high ya, not to mention the green-skinned scoundrels who follow him every day, as long as he is traveling, this yamen is also accompanied by four good players in the forbidden army, just in case. Unless he meets a killing god like Lin Chong and Lu Zhishen, how can an idle person suppress him.

When Ximenqing rushed to the outside of the tile, the entire Quyuan street was already empty, originally Gao Yanei and other "clean street tigers" went out, others were afraid to avoid it, not to mention that this Yanei fought here, how could a group of pedestrians not run away, and even those who had already bought tickets for the guests, seeing such a scene, they only had to quickly slip away with their tails.

Originally, there were more than ten sisters dressed in Ao Dai to welcome guests outside the tile, and they were also discolored at this time, and they didn't know where to shrink in, only one stood in front of the door, with their fists clenched, with a look of fear on their faces, and their eyes fell on a young boy in the field.

And the young man looked only twelve or thirteen years old, with a figure of about one meter six, broad shoulders and a straight waist, and a big gun in his hand dancing with flowing silver, pressing the three sturdy soldiers to fall into the wind and struggle to support.

"Good marksmanship!"

Ma Jin's own martial arts are not bad, and he has seen Lu Junyi's spear skills recently, so he naturally has some eyesight, and when he saw the marksmanship of the young man in front of him, he couldn't help but cheer.

"Shut up!"

Ximenqing glared at Ma Jin, so that the latter retreated for a while, but he didn't want to attract the attention of the girl standing in front of the door, and when he looked back at Ximenqing, he immediately fell to the ground with weak knees.

"Great official, please save my brother's life, slaves and maids only serve as cattle and horses in this life!"

These more than ten girls who stand outside the tile every day to welcome guests are carefully selected by Ximenqing from various courtyards, specially looking for those who are tall, spent a lot of money, pawned the deed, and agreed to allow him to redeem himself after two years in the tile.

Of course, Ximenqing didn't need them to run that kind of skin and meat business, but they just solicited guests outside the tile, or served guests inside for tea and food.

"What the hell is going on?"

At this time, twenty or thirty green-skinned gangsters were lying on the ground at the door of Wazi, each hunched and hugged their bellies, wailing on the ground, only three sturdy soldiers were left with a simple knife, trying their best to block the young man who made the big gun, as for the Gao Yanei who heard the name of Ximen Qingzao, but he was nowhere to be seen, and he thought that he was pulled by the remaining military man to move the rescuers.

"Gao Yanei looked at the slave and maid, and just happened to bump into the slave and maid's younger brother coming back from outside the city......"

Ximenqing glanced at the girl in front of him, if he remembered correctly, among the more than ten women who welcomed him, this one was the oldest, and he was already thirty out of twenty this year, and most of these women married in the Song Dynasty at the age of thirteen or four, and only such a city prostitute would have such an old unmarried girl.

When selecting people in those academies, Ximenqing focused on the figures of these girls, and the one in front of him was even more plump, dressed in Shu brocade Ao Dai, with a full chest, and he wanted to jump out.

No wonder Gao Yanei's wife will look down on her, in this era of general beauty of being slender and small, this kind of woman is not very popular with guests in the courtyard, and today's women ** are only a brocade pocket, even if they have a good figure, it is difficult to show. Gao Yanei suddenly saw a Peugeot girl dressed in Ao Dai and with such a figure today, and it was normal for him to be interested for a while. It's just that looking at the situation in front of me, I'm afraid I'm going to kick it on the iron plate.

"Dangchang!"

At the time of the conversation between the two, the situation in the field changed again, one of the Jianjun in the hand of the Pu knife was slightly slower by half a beat, the wrist of the right hand holding the knife was hit by the tail of the young man's gun, a refined Pu knife immediately fell into the dust, the soldier could only cover his hands and retreat, as for the other two, seeing that the three people were not opponents, they went to one at this time, and naturally had no chance of winning, so he shouted, and withdrew from the battle circle with the wounded man.

Seeing the three soldiers fleeing in a hurry, the remaining green skins also endured the pain and dispersed, Quyuan Street, which should be very lively on weekdays, looked a little bleak at this time.

"Take this money and leave Bianliang with your brother quickly, and when it is too late, the high yaman will come to the door, and I can't protect your two sisters and brothers!"

This young man has such skills at the age of twelve or thirteen, and if he tempers it for a few more years, he will definitely be a battlefield general, and it would be a pity if he folded in this Tokyo city like this.

"Great official, this ......"

Holding a stack of new banknotes stuffed by Ximen Qing in her hand, the girl was also a little stunned for a while, but the young man with the gun grabbed a few steps and walked in front of Ximen Qing, stared at him with a pair of leopard eyes for a while, and said angrily: "You are the official of Ximen!" I, Yang Zaixing, will repay this kindness one day! ”

After the young man finished speaking, he pulled up his sister on the ground and wanted to leave, but he didn't want Ximen Qing, who had just urged his sister and brother to leave, stopped in front of the two of them at once, and said with a little surprise on his face: "Your name is Yang Zaixing?" ”

"Well, my name is Yang Zaixing! Do you know so-and-so? ”

At this moment, the two were facing each other, only a few feet away from each other, Ximen Qing glanced at the big gun in Yang Zaixing's hand, confirmed that the gun was made of fine iron, and his heart was happy.

Sure enough, it's the iron gun Yang Zaixing!

This is not a boastful character like romance novels, but a real bull in history, a peerless general in the army who dares to kill a few times in and out alone. Since the late Tang Dynasty, spearmanship began to prevail in the army, and he has been counted in all dynasties and generations, and this person is also the strongest gun in the platoon. At the time of the handover of the two Song Dynasty, the only person who could suppress this person in terms of gunmanship may be the grandfather Yue who died in the Fengbo Pavilion later.

is such a cow, it must have been a mistake to kill, and he didn't let it go!

"Little Brother Yang, if your sister and brother have no relatives to vote for, you can go to my house in Yanggu County, Dongping Mansion to live temporarily!"