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The more than ten days after recovering from the illness were the happiest ten days Guo Shan had. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Because of Wang Susu, Sister Ning and Tang Juan, there was a feeling of going back to the past in a trance.

Only then did Guo Shan know that Tang Juan was related to Tang Jian and had been living in the Tang family.

Except for Tang Juan's occasional visit to Guo Shan a few days ago, at most one or two messages came later, asking Guo Shan's physical condition. Because after all, she is a girl, and the Tang family also has so many rules, it is impossible for her to run to Guo Shan's side without anything.

After Guo Shan completely recovered, he had to start going to the pear orchard again.

The sun is shining, and Guo Shan, who has been recuperating for ten days, is full of energy. Sitting in the carriage, I closed my eyes and took a nap, thinking about the happy things of the last ten days.

Because in the peak season of trade, the streets of Chang'an City are a little congested. The carriage stopped several times as it ran down the street, and then simply stopped at the junction.

Guo Shan, who closed his eyes and recuperated, frowned and asked the coachman of Guo's mansion, "What's the matter?" ”

The coachman replied: "Master, there seems to be a quarrel ahead." ”

Guo Shanyi frowned and said, "Who is with whom?" ”

The coachman replied: "It seems that he is a juggler from outside, and I don't know which young master I offended, so there was a conflict." ”

Guo Shan heard this and said, "Don't worry about them, just go around." ”

In fact, Chang'an City, which has the largest population, the largest floating population and the largest number of peddlers, has the largest number of large and small disputes every day. Either Hu Shang and the customer, or Hu Shang and Hu Shang, or because of other miscellaneous disputes caused by trivial matters.

There are trivial things everywhere, and these are all in charge of the officials of various departments, and Guo Shan can't manage it and doesn't have the leisure to take care of it.

He's in a good mood today, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.

But the carriage still didn't move.

Guo Shan frowned and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

The coachman replied with bitterness: "Master, it seems that we can't get by, there are too many people." ”

Guo Shan frowned, opened the curtain and looked, and saw that there were two young men in green robes in the crowd not far away, blocking the way of a cloth-clothed young man, saying something to the cloth-clothed boy. Then Guo Shan took a closer look, and behind the two green-robed boys was a young man in a bearded suit. Guo Shan took a closer look, and he could be regarded as recognizing this rich young man wearing a short knife in a bearded suit as Xu Ang.

If this guy doesn't stay at home, what are you doing here?

Guo Shan glanced at Xu Ang, who was wearing a bearded suit, and then at the young man in cloth who was blocked by Xu Ang's two subordinates.

The young man in the cloth clothes was dressed very ordinarily, and his body looked like he was fifteen or sixteen years old. was blocked by the Xu family's little guy and didn't speak, just silently hooked up to pick up the performance props on the ground that I didn't know who kicked the ground.

It's said to be a performance prop, but what kind of performance props can a juggler have? It's nothing more than knives, guns, sticks, and other things. He carried a quiver and a longbow on his back, a Tang knife at his waist, and a cotton rope lock tied to his waist. A wooden weapon rack was placed on the side of the street, and on it hung a silver gun, two maces, and a stick

The wooden weapon rack was more than a zhang wide, and there were more than a dozen weapons on it, plus the ones on his body. Nima, sure enough, there are eighteen kinds of martial arts, which made Guo Shanhao speechless for a while.

Although this young man's outfit made Guo Shan speechless, he didn't feel anything.

If you play acrobatics, you definitely need props for the performance. Even if the props are too sufficient, you don't have any reason to accuse others, but what's the matter with you Xu Ang? The second generation of dignified officials, how did they bully a person who made money by selling his art?

Looking at the sky, Guo Shan didn't want to care too much.

After a serious illness, he was a lot more sensible, and he knew that he couldn't mess around like last year this year, and just do his duty in a down-to-earth manner.

Let the coachman take a detour and hurry to the imperial city for fear of delaying the time on duty.

Then the coachman turned his horse and walked back, ready to go another street.

But the carriage had not gone far, and there was a conflict on the other side.

The cloth-clothed boy was not angry in the face of the little girl's insults, but he was angry when he bent down to pick up the sword on the ground. Because the scabbard was trampled by the Xu family's servant.

The cloth-clothed young man frowned, and suddenly lifted his sword with force. The little servant of the Xu family didn't step on his feet steadily, and he fell backwards.

Xu Ang, who was standing behind the two little guys, was furious and waved his hands: "Give it to me." ”

The two boys reacted and rushed forward with their fists at the young man.

When the boy saw this, he did not retreat. Instead, he took the sword with the sheath and rushed to the ground with the two little guys, and the hilt and the end of the scabbard hooked the 'little waist' of the two little guys and pulled them back. The two boys screamed, and a somersault fell to the ground, howling.

When passers-by saw this, they applauded.

Guo Shan, who was in the distance, hurriedly urged the coachman to stop the carriage and grinned.

He was not interested in Xu Jingzong's family, and he was naturally very happy to see Xu Ang angry, and he decided that it would not be too late to watch for a while before going to duty.

Like Guo Shan, there are many people who want to see the excitement, and the streets and the railings of restaurants are crowded with people everywhere.

The cloth-clothed boy also seemed to realize that staying here was not conducive to his situation, so he turned around and did not entangle with Xu Ang's subordinates. When he arrived at the weapon rack, he lifted his right hand and put it down, then carried the weapon rack on his shoulder and turned around and left.

Because his weapon rack was wide enough, everyone retreated as soon as he turned around.

Seeing that the young man in cloth was about to run, how could Xu Ang be willing? shouted at the two little guys on the ground, "eh", "eh", holding their stomachs and pretending to be dead: "Not dead yet? Why don't you catch the thief? ”

Seeing that they couldn't hide it from their master, the two little guys gritted their teeth and got up. A man flew up and hugged the young man in cloth who turned to go away. One was smarter and grabbed a brick from the ground to make a weapon to smash.

The first one who went up to hug his waist couldn't get it, because the cloth-clothed boy didn't turn around without looking back after noticing the sound behind him. In the abdomen of the little guy, listening to the little guy's cry of pain, the whole person rose from the ground and flew out, and finally fell heavily on the ground two meters away.

But maybe it was because he was moving too much this time, and it took too much time to defeat the first opponent, so he couldn't react and dodge when the bricks flew in.

'Bang', the green brick was stunned by his head. That exciting scene, Guo Shan's head throbbed in the distance, and he shook his head and thought it was too bloody.

Isn't it bloody? No matter how hard the young man's head was, it couldn't be hard, and a large stream of blood flowed out of his head, and his shoulders and chest were quickly stained with blood on his face.

The people around him gasped and secretly wanted to die.

Jin Wuwei's speed of arrival was not slow, thinking that the road was crowded, and thinking that there was no police car like the ancient patrol police.

They rushed over from afar, distracting the spectators from the street and maintaining order.

Xu Ang saw it here, and immediately shouted at Jin Wuwei: "Quickly take down that person, that person is a thief." ”

Guo Shan, who was in the distance, listened to Xu Ang's hoarse howl, and couldn't help but sneer, secretly thinking that you are a thief.

You don't have to think about Guo Shan to know that it must have been the young man in cloth who accidentally offended Xu Ang and was robbed. Xu Ang bullied a lot of people in Chang'an City, which time was it not his?

The cloth-clothed boy was hit with a brick, and his body swayed a little.

Although the skills are good, too much blood loss is also fatal. This is especially true this summer.

But Xu Ang was very excited, and pulled a Lang general who rushed over to point at the young man in cloth and said, "That's a whore thief who kidnapped the young lady of a rich family." ”

Xu Ang's voice was not lowered, so Guo Shan in the distance also faintly heard it. Guo Shan said to the coachman funny: "Do you believe the surname Xu?" ”

The coachman knew that his master and Xu Ang did not deal with each other, and he didn't know how sincere he was in his reply, so he only said: "I don't think that Xiao Langjun is a bad person, what do you say, master?" ”

Guo Shan said with a smile: "Of course it can't be a bad person, if it's a so-called flower thief, will he swagger on the street?" I only know that his Xu family likes to bully men and women, but I have never heard of the Xu family advocating justice for others. ”

"Master, look at the appearance over there, that little Langjun is not optimistic." Said the coachman.

The little Langjun in his mouth is naturally talking about the young man in cloth.

Guo Shan replied with a smile: "Of course, the situation is not optimistic, since this young man has become an entertainer, then the naturalization may be a pariah, or a homeless person who has not been naturalized at all." Not to mention messing with Xu Ang, even if he messed with ordinary people in Chang'an City, the people in the government would help his relatives deal with him without helping. ”

The lives of the displaced are worthless, and neither are the lives of the untouchables. Many of the musicians in Taichang Temple are untouchables. They have served the court all their lives, but the things they get in a year are not even enough for food and clothing, as if they are dogs raised by the court.

"Then can we help that little Langjun?" The coachman asked.

But all the subordinates of the Guo Mansion know that their master is very nosy. The coachman's question was not actually because he wanted Guo Shan to go up to do justice, but because he was afraid that Guo Shan's brain would be hot and he would run up and cause trouble. If the old man really has this plan, then the first thing that he, the coachman, thinks of is not support, but should dissuade it.

Guo Shan didn't know what his subordinates were thinking, so he replied with a smile: "How can we help?" Now that Jin Wuwei is coming to get someone, I can't go up and stop it, right? Although your lord and I are the officials of the seventh grade, it is indeed a position in Taichang Temple. The sixteenth guard couldn't speak or intervene, and if he really stopped it, people would dare to arrest me together. ”

I have to say that after a serious illness, Guo Shan's work is not as impulsive as before.

He knows that justice is not done that way. If you go around meddling in the affairs of other government offices under the banner of asking for the people's lives, you will be hated by others.

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