After walking through a few small alleys with twists and turns, I finally arrived at the place that the blue-shirted young man said. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

This is one of the few small houses in Renshoufang, and ordinary people don't pay attention to such a place at all. Because this is not a slum, but there are some poor children of nobility living here.

It is said that they are the children of the nobility, but in fact, they are not much better off than the people in the slums, except for the fact that they have a tile to cover their heads.

It's just that the ancestors may have some connections, so that they will not be destitute immediately.

People like this are extremely good-looking, don't want to make progress, and like to compare with others. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, many such people have finally quietly disappeared in the long river of history.

There was a knock on the door in front of a house, and the door with the paint had fallen open from the inside. Probably due to disrepair, a layer of dust fell when the gate was opened.

The one who opened the door was a middle-aged man about forty years old, and compared with the enthusiasm of the youth, this middle-aged man seemed very cold. He just glanced at Zhang Ru, then turned around and left without saying a word.

The blue-shirted boy didn't care, raised his hand and said, "Hero, please!" is not talented Lan Xingzu, and he has not yet consulted the hero's surname. ”

Zhang Ru said lightly: "I'll help you do things, you give me money, ask so much to do." By the way, you haven't said yet, what the hell do you want me to do! ”

"Father!" The blue-shirted boy walked in for a while, then stopped in front of a room and called out very respectfully.

An old voice came from inside: "What's the matter?" ”

The blue-shirted boy was happy: "Father, I have found a master to come back, he should be able to help you take revenge." ”

The old man's voice was full of disdain: "What a master, a bullshit master!" Let him go, no one can help me avenge, and no one can help me avenge. ”

The blue-shirted boy was anxious: "Father, you better look at this person!" He's really a master. ”

"Master?" The door creaked open, revealing a completely unreadable face: "Where did the master come from?" Are there enough masters of Jinyiwei? Are there enough masters in the Dingbian Hou Mansion? The so-called masters, all of them have been snare by the imperial court, where do you find the master for revenge. ”

The blue-shirted boy pointed to Zhang Ru, who had been following behind him, and said, "This boy is a master." ”

There are at least thirty scars on his face, one eye has been completely gone, and only a black hole is left of the old man, who is the father of Lan Xingzu, the blue-shirted son.

He just glanced at Zhang Ru with one eye, and said, "Young man, I don't know what words you used to bewitch my family Xingzu, but this business is really not something you can do." You'd better go back! Don't be delusional about being able to make this money, many people can't make it when they die. ”

Zhang Ru said lightly: "How do you know if you don't try." ”

Before he was reluctant to come, now he is reluctant to go.

Because from the old man's tone, he seemed to hear that this old man had a holiday with the Dingbian Marquis Mansion. He really wanted to know why this old man hated the Dingbian Marquis Mansion, and only in this way could he prescribe the right medicine.

The old man was very surprised by his answer, and snorted coldly: "Young man, don't be so unrealistic. I thought that I could be invincible in the world with a little three-legged cat kung fu, and there are more people in the world who are better than you. The person I want to kill is so powerful, so powerful that no one in this world can touch him except the emperor. ”

Zhang Ru still said: "How do you know if you don't try?" ”

The old man said expressionlessly: "You are very short of money? ”

Zhang Ru nodded: "It's not an ordinary lack." ”

"Even if you know that your opponent is very strong, you still want to make this money? Aren't you afraid of losing your life? The old man was amazed.

Zhang Ru smiled: "Outlaws like us in the rivers and lakes can't live without money. Since it is difficult to live, it is better to die clean. Of course, it also depends on who you want to kill and what kind of price you can afford. ”

The old man said viciously: "The person I want to kill is called Zhang Ru, who is the border marquis of the dynasty, and has countless military achievements. His subordinates are all fierce generals in bloody battles, and the powerful Jinyi Guard is just his watchdog, and countless people like you are guarding his Hou Mansion. If I say this, and you dare to assassinate you, then you can make a direct offer. As much as you want, I will give you as much as I want, and I can even give you the old man's life. ”

Zhang Ru frowned slightly: "Dare to ask what kind of grudge does my uncle have with this Zhang Ru?" ”

The old man sneered: "I can't see it, you are still a principled person." Hehe... Anyway, the old man has nothing now, and he is not afraid to tell you. I have a common enmity with him, and if he hadn't insisted on going his own way, which led to border troubles, my son would not have died in battle. If I hadn't attacked him and been blamed by His Majesty, my family of more than 80 would not have been killed overnight. The old man escaped by chance, and his only wish for the rest of his life was to use this fang. ”

Zhang Ru didn't know an official surnamed Lan in his impression, so naturally he couldn't hear any clues from the old man's words.

He continued to bargain: "How much can you give." ”

The old man stretched out a finger: "The old man now has 10,000 taels of Ming Bao banknotes, and there are 800 taels of gold." You can kill Zhang Wenxuan and bring his head to see the old man, these are all yours. ”

Zhang Ru glanced at Lan Xingzu: "Isn't my uncle afraid that this son can't be saved?" You must know who you want to kill, but you should be a border marquis. ”

The old man said lightly: "Don't worry, Xingzu has no blood relationship with the old man, except for you, no one knows my relationship with him." If you kill someone, you can take the money and run away for thousands of miles, and Xingzu can leave. The old man bears the consequences. ”

The old man was clearly ready to die, so he had nothing to fear.

The so-called one-force undertaking is nothing more than taking all the blame for the crime after the incident, and then dying generously.

Zhang Ru secretly said in his heart: It seems that someone has to check the origin of this old man.

A person of his status will not know what happened to this old man's identity that ruined his family. If he hadn't met him, then forget it, since he had met him, and he didn't know the old man, he felt the need to check the origin of this person.

If the other party deserves it, then the great thing is to let people kill him with a knife, rather than live in hatred, it is better to die early.

If the other party does not deserve it, then if you can't say it, you have to take responsibility to see whose fault it is.

"What? Are you scared, young man? The old man scoffed.

Zhang Ru shook his head and denied: "It's not that I'm afraid, but I'm thinking that the silver you gave me is not enough for the rest of my life." ”

The old man said: "Then do you take it, or don't you take it?" ”

Zhang Ru said proudly: "I took your business, but it will take time." ”