The sedan chair with tassels hanging at the four corners entered Gusu City.

The largest household in Gusu welcomes relatives, and the pomp is very large, attracting people along the street to stop and watch.

In the restaurant facing the street, Xiao Tingchen poured himself a drink.

Gu Qiongzhou, the head of the first house, sat opposite him.

A scholar in his forties completely broke off his career because of his family.

He shook his head when he saw this greeting of relatives, "The Gu family is already in decline, I can understand that Old Madam Xiao wants to pull her mother's family, but she shouldn't send her granddaughter into the fire pit." ”

Xiao Tingchen was not angry, "Master Gu, I spent money to invite you to the restaurant, not to let you express your opinion on the Gu family." I ask you, what about the businessmen you promised to introduce to me? ”

He's still waiting to annex Kuwata.

Gu Qiongzhou coughed, "This ......"

The teenager sneered, "They don't want to cooperate with me? ”

"Yes. They said that Xiao Gongzi was a scholar, and doing business was probably just a hot head. They are now working well with the Gu family, and if they break up rashly, the outcome is unknown. They can't afford to take that risk. ”

The teenager's knuckles tapped on the table.

After a long time, he drank a glass of wine, "Then I'll go to Gu's house myself." ”

When the young man left the wine shop, he suddenly looked back, "By the way, I forgot to ask Master Gu, ...... your fingers"

Gu Qiongzhou lowered his eyes.

The little finger of his left hand was cut off in half.

He smiled and hid his left hand in his sleeve, "Old wounds, not enough to worry about." ”

"That's right."

The young man smiled gently, as if he had never taken it to heart.

Gu Qiongzhou looked from upstairs and saw that the long street was full of people.

The young man in green clothes and cloth shoes, lazily draped in a bellflower blue embroidered silver coat, and his slender fingertips held a dark purple and gold fine cigarette gun, facing the cold wind of early spring, and went to Gufu.

He walked against the light.

It's like fifteen years ago, the man in Chang'an City who was alone against thousands of troops.

And the corners of his red lips pursed a wicked smile, and there was a secret killing decision in his peach blossom eyes.

its momentum,

It's like—

Domination of the world!

Gu Qiongzhou rubbed his eyes, and secretly said that he was really old, the son of a family in Jinling City, maybe a little more resourceful than others, but how could he have that kind of aura on his body?

Cheng.

Gusu has always had horse thieves in and out, often plundering the people.

Because of the elusiveness and the incompetence of the government, the people in the city were miserable.

Later, the horse thieves gradually became emboldened, and even began to plunder the rich people in the city.

Today, the Gu family married, and they were even so arrogant that they gave the Gu family a post in advance, and made it clear that they were going to loot.

In the wilderness hills, there is only an overgrown blue brick post road leading to the north gate of the city.

At the mouth of the mountain pass, a handsome man as elegant as jade immediately stood by the side of the post road with a horizontal knife, with a dignified posture and immovable like a mountain.

The mountain wind blew his royal blue robe, and his eyebrows and eyes, which were as gentle as spring water in the past, were engraved with a cold feeling, and the long sword in his hand was half an inch out of the sheath, extremely sharp.

He waited quietly.

Deep in the valley, horses' hooves sounded.

They came all over the world, and the ground beneath their feet shook as a result.

Hundreds of horse thieves finally appeared in the man's field of vision.

When they saw Xie Rongzhi, they yelled one after another: "Things that don't have long eyes, don't get out of the way of the masters!" ”

As he spoke, a horse's belly galloped in!

Xie Rongzhi's face did not change.

The scabbard fell to the ground, and the man swung his sword upward!

Blood splattered!

The light of the sword lit up the man's eyes.

In those eyes,

There's killing, and there's tenderness.

There is cowardice, and there is firmness.