Zhao Zheng was running around all day, and he was already exhausted due to internal injuries, so he greeted the storekeeper, paid part of the room and board in advance, and rented an upper room on the second floor. He asked the shopkeeper to boil a basin of bath water, wash it well, re-bandage the wound, and then rest peacefully.

After recuperating his spirit, he began to heal his injuries from the next day, sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly running his internal force, warming the dantian and meridians.

The Nine Veins and Six Yuan Sutras are biased towards internal strength and a variety of offensive methods, and they are very lacking in external strength and healing, so Zhao Zheng's conditioning speed is very slow, even if there are some pills to assist, don't think about returning to the heyday state after half a month.

Fortunately, there is still a period of time before the official snatching of Zichu Sword, and this important event will not be delayed.

However, the birthday of the owner of Luoshu Mountain Villa is imminent, and I just hope that I won't get into any trouble at that time, let alone meet that Mo Yunzi.

After another two days, Zhao Zheng's body showed signs of improvement, and he was already able to use about fifty percent of his internal strength. He planned to rest for one last night, and then set off for Luoshu Villa, if there was no fault on the way, he should be able to reach Luoshu Villa on the day of the birthday banquet.

That night, Zhao Zheng planned to rest early and recuperate, but before the pillow was hot, someone knocked on the door outside, which woke him up. Slightly displeased, he frowned and got up, grabbed his clothes and draped them over his body, and asked who was bothering him outside the door.

The people outside claimed to be the innkeeper and had important matters to discuss.

Zhao Zheng has nothing to do with the shopkeeper here, and there is no reason why the other party will be right in the morning. He kept an eye on it and got dressed. Tight and neat. He grabbed the sword of life in his hand. Just in case, and then slowly open the door.

"This young master, I'm really sorry to disturb your sleep at night." The shopkeeper was an old man like a wilted eggplant, and there was a dog skin plaster on his head. He looked apologetic, rubbed his hands, and said embarrassedly.

"If you have anything, just tell me." Zhao Zheng said quickly.

"That's what happened, a rich boy came to stay in the hotel. He wanted to take over the entire inn and let the people living in the inn move to rest elsewhere. I knew that this was a bit difficult for a strong man, but the rich boy was too big, and he had two warriors with him, so I didn't dare to disobey his order, so I had to come to you tenants to intercede, and ask you to make it convenient and leave overnight with your luggage. I'm just a small businessman, I hope you don't embarrass me, sir, let's leave quickly. To make up for your losses. Your room and board will be free of charge for these days, and you will be able to pay you a little money. The rich boy acted domineeringly. But the money is very generous, and I have already paid all the food and lodging expenses of you distinguished guests. The shopkeeper accompanied the smiling face and explained the purpose of coming here.

It turned out that out of nowhere, a so-called "rich boy" appeared out of nowhere, and he actually relied on his wealth to charter the entire inn and drive other guests away.

This Fulai inn is located halfway up the road, there is no shop in front of the village, there is no inn to go to leave here, you can only travel overnight, or survive a night in the wilderness.

It is too arrogant to drive away all the guests in the entire inn for no reason.

Zhao Zheng was angry in his heart, raised a pair of sword eyebrows, and asked lightly: "What is the origin of that rich son, and where did he come from?" ”

"Hey, this young master, you can eat indiscriminately, you can't talk nonsense, if the rich boy below hears what you say, you have to suffer a big loss." The shopkeeper was so frightened that he hurriedly waved his hand and made a silent gesture, as if the rich boy was the saint of the day.

"When you say that, I'm more interested in him, tell me what he's all about."

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and then replied hesitantly: "The rich boy downstairs really can't afford to provoke, and the land you are stepping on is under the jurisdiction of his father." If I say that, you should be able to guess his identity, right? ”

"His father is the county magistrate here?" Zhao Zheng rolled his eyes and guessed.

"If it were just the son of the county order, it wouldn't be so pompous. His surname is Zhang, his name is famous, his father is the prefect here, and the entire Nanhua Mansion is under his father's control! The shopkeeper said and pointed to his feet.

Zhao Zheng suddenly realized that he was the son of the prefect, no wonder he acted so arrogantly.

The prefect is one rank higher than the prefect, and the area under his control is also several times larger, and he has great power in his hands.

There are two ways to become an official in the Great Yan Kingdom, one is to become an official through the literary examination, and the other is to pass the martial arts examination, but no matter how you become a prefect, your subordinates will recruit a group of powerful warriors.

Like a high-ranking and powerful person like the prefect, Zhao Zheng can't afford to provoke, and the other party's words can make his portrait hang on the billboards of various towns.

"The prefect of Nanhua Prefecture ......" Zhao Zheng muttered, recalled the things about this person, and found that he didn't have much impression, presumably in the game, there was no major incident in this prefect.

"Now that you know what is great, let's get out of here. The young master asked me to invite all the guests away within a stick of incense, and if the time was up and the people were gone, I would have to be punished. The shopkeeper urged.

"Okay, I see, you go and inform someone." Zhao Zheng ambiguously agreed.

"Thank you for your cooperation, when you go out, you can go to the bookkeeper to receive half a penny, which is considered a compensation for the small shop. This time the hospitality is not good, but I hope to take care of it, the next time you come to our store, you will be warmly welcomed. The shopkeeper reached the floor and walked to the next upper room.

can't be provoked, can afford to hide, Zhao Zheng didn't want to be bored, decided to leave the inn according to his words, and set up a tent in the wild to survive the night. He closed the door and went back to the house, packed his clothes and luggage, packed them into a package, slung them over his shoulder, and then went out and walked downstairs.

There are also many people in the other rooms who are walking out, not only Zhao Zheng, but these people also can't afford to provoke the prefect's son. These people come in all shapes and professions, and they travel for different purposes.

"Don't be sluggish, move faster. The young master of our family has a noble status. How can I live under the same roof as you grass people! I heard a rough voice downstairs.

Zhao Zheng heard this. immediately guessed that this was Zhang Yiyang's subordinates shouting, and looked downstairs.

I saw several tables in the brightly lit front hall, and a young man in a pale green brocade robe sat at the table in the middle, holding a wine glass and pouring himself a drink, with a proud face. He was in his early twenties, with small eyes and a mouth that protruded slightly. It's a bit of a thunder mouth, but it's really not very good-looking. Others are ugly, but the clothes on their bodies are extremely elegant, not counting clothes, jade pendants, money bags, folding fans, etc., each of which is priceless.

Just by this outfit and empty expression, you can judge that this is Zhang Yiyang, the son of the prefect.

Behind Zhang Yiyang, there were two attendants with big shoulders and round waists, both of whom were obviously equipped with martial arts, but they didn't know how high they were.

One of the attendants noticed Zhao Zheng's gaze. He raised his head and shouted, "Little rabbit, what to see." Why don't you hurry downstairs and get out! ”

Zhao Zheng looked left and right, and saw that there was no one around, so he was sure that he was scolding himself. He couldn't help but be furious, the hand holding the package clenched suddenly, his fingers were deep in the flesh, he almost couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed downstairs to fight with him, but after thinking about it, he paused again.

"Forget it, I can't be angry with a dog, the prefect's background is too big, with my current strength, it's better not to make enemies with this kind of person."

Zhao Zheng persuaded himself to calm down in his heart, took a few deep breaths, and slowly loosened his clenched hand. He no longer looked at Zhang Yiyang and the two doglegs below, and continued to walk down.

Seeing this, the cursing attendant snorted and urged the others again, as if they would pollute the air if they stayed here.

During this process, Zhang Yiyang has been tasting wine and has not expressed his position, which shows that the two doglegs' practices are tacitly approved by him. This alone shows how invincible he is in his daily life.

The people upstairs lined up in a long line and walked down, and an old lady with gray hair stood in front of Zhao Zheng, taking trembling steps.

The old lady is probably at the age of ancient times, her movements are very slow, her eyes are not very good, and she walks down the railing all the way.

The stairs were in disrepair, and a small piece of wood was missing on one of the steps, and the old lady was careless at her feet and fell down, thanks to Zhao Zheng who was right behind, and made a lightning quick move and grabbed the old lady's arm. The old lady was frightened, gasped for breath, soothed her chest again and again, and after she calmed down, she turned around and thanked Zhao Zheng.

"I'll help you down." Out of kindness, Zhao Zheng continued to hold the old lady's arm and went downstairs side by side with her, with his help, the old lady went downstairs much more steadily. He couldn't figure out why such an old man was running around, but he just thought about it in his heart, and didn't ask questions.

Here and now, it's really inconvenient to chat.

The two attendants continued to shout loudly, occasionally swearing with their words, and verbally abusing the occupants. Everyone is angry and dare not speak, and they can only consider themselves unlucky.

The old lady walked too slowly, and the people upstairs and downstairs were all gone one after another, but she was still walking forward slowly, and only then did she reach the middle of the lobby. The road here is flat, and it stands to reason that the old lady can already go alone, but Zhao Zheng is still supporting the old lady with the intention of sending the Buddha to the west, and he has not let go.

Zhang Yiyang frowned and glanced at the old lady, and said impatiently: "At her speed, Ma Yue can only get out of this inn in the Year of the Monkey, and the strange smell of her body is about to kill me, you two go over to help her and throw her out of the inn for me." ”

"Obey, we will throw her out, lest she smoke the young master!" One of the doglegs immediately hugged his fist and walked towards the old lady in a hurry.

Zhao Zhengqing clearly heard the word "lost" when the dog legs spoke, could it be that these two dog legs were so black that they would do such a rough thing to the old man? He glanced at the old lady who was supporting in his hand, if this old and fragile body was thrown out of the house, it would have to fall apart, or it would be possible to die.

The old lady also heard the conversation between Zhang Yiyang and his entourage, and trembled with fright: "I'll leave quickly, you guys are good, don't throw me out." ”

"Damn, I told you to leave quickly and you didn't go, but now I came to beg for mercy. The old immortal young rely on the old and sell the old here, and the young master of our family said to throw you out, then I have to throw you out. One of the doglegs spat on his hand, threatening to arrest someone.

Another dogleg glared at Zhao Zheng and shouted, "Little rabbit, who are you?" If it has nothing to do with her, get out of here as soon as possible, and if it does, even you will be thrown out! ”

When Zhao Zheng heard this, the anger that he had barely suppressed rose again, burning fiercely. He gritted his teeth and turned his head to look at the two doglegs, unable to hold back the breath any longer.

It's just that he gets scolded, but there can't be one and two, these two dogs have spoken disrespectfully to him many times, and now they are going to bully an elderly man, which is really unbearable.

It doesn't matter if he is the son of the prefect or Lao Tzu, no one can bully people like this!

"I haven't tasted flying yet, but I want to try it today, if you can lift me, just come and try it." Zhao Zheng took a step forward, blocked in front of the old lady, glanced at Zhang Yiyang and the three of them coldly, and his right hand was already pressed on the hilt of the sword. (To be continued......)