Three days are fleeting.

In the past three days, although Li Chengfeng went home, none of the people who were good friends with the Li family on weekdays came to greet him, and even the neighbors would hide far away like the plague when they saw the Li family traveling.

Everyone saw clearly what this disaster was all about.

Although the young master of the Li family is not dead, when he came back, he killed Cheng An and You San with thunderous means, and even punished other gangsters who tried to fish in troubled waters to take advantage, but this does not mean that this turmoil is completely over!

Behind this turmoil, there must be a son of a warrior, and even a Taishou Zhang Junheng. Everyone was quietly waiting for Taishou Zhang Junheng and the Northwest Zhanjia to continue to do something to the Li family.

No one is optimistic that the Li family will be able to survive under such a joint force, and no one dares to get close to them.

Early in the morning, the straight road leading from Cheng'an City to the north of the city was crowded with people, who were crammed on both sides of the road, and they were all full of enthusiasm, at least, on the surface.

Because as soon as they no longer have a smile on their faces, or they are happy, they will immediately come forward and kick them viciously: "Your grandma, your family is dead? Who can you show your face to! Put this stinky face again, Lao Tzu will make your family really dead!"

Dressed in the clothes of ordinary people, the thugs quietly walked through the crowd, maintaining a warm and festive atmosphere on the surface.

There was a large group of these people holding a bunch of umbrellas with small notes on them, on which were written all kinds of words in praise of merit.

"Yawn!" Brother Bai, who was swimming in the ice and snow in the river in the city before, sneezed, he wiped the snot foam that came out, picked up his feet in the crowd and took a look, he suddenly said, "Hey, it's coming, it's coming, ready!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, but saw a luxurious four-horse carriage slowly coming at the end of the road, and next to the carriage was a large sedan chair carried by four people with a tin top.

Clear-eyed people will know that this is Zhang Junheng, the son of the Zhan family and the Taishou of Cheng'an City.

"Hurry up!" Brother Bai hurriedly glared at his subordinates, these subordinates gave orders one after another, and the crowd of people jammed left and right immediately erupted in enthusiastic cheers, and an old man was ushered in at the beginning, trembling forward, kneeling slowly, and said loudly: "Lord Qingtian!"

The soldier who opened the way in front of him held the hilt of his sword and shouted angrily: "What are you doing!

Zhang Junheng shouted to stop the sedan chair, walked down, and scolded the soldiers: "Stand down!" Immediately, he stepped forward with a kind face and looked around suspiciously: "Old man, what are you doing?"

The old man looked excited, and said: "The old man disregarded his safety, personally led the army to strangle the monsters, and ensured the safety of the whole city of Cheng'an City, and the old man replaced the 100,000 people in Cheng'an City, thank you, my lord!"

As he spoke, he struggled to kowtow.

Zhang Junheng's face was full of red light, he hurriedly helped the old man to stand up, and he said in a high-pitched voice: "The old man is not talented, he has no virtue, and he is incompetent, he is ashamed to be the Taishou of Cheng'an City, and he is ashamed to be the parent official of 100,000 Cheng'an people, if he encounters the invasion of monsters, if the old man can't come forward, then isn't it ashamed of his deep kindness to the saints, and he is ashamed of the people of Limin!

Brother Bai suddenly shouted loudly in the crowd: "Lord Taishou protects his family and defends the country, he deserves it!"

The other thugs immediately said, "Yes, you deserve it!"

The people in the jam also responded one after another, "You can afford it!" and they knelt down one after another.

After that, Brother Bai waved his hand in concealment, and the people holding the Wanmin umbrella rushed up and surrounded Lord Taishou. Zhan Qisheng leaned beside the carriage, he lifted the curtain, looking at all this with a sneer on the corner of his mouth, he said in a low voice: "I've seen shameless, I've really never seen such shameless." ”

His servant Li Bo smiled: "Zhang Junheng was also a protégé of the Son of Heaven back then, he was a first-class Tanhua, and he was conceited and talented, how could he be willing to be a Taishou in this remote Cheng'an City for the rest of his life?"

Zhan Qisheng sneered: "He thinks that he will be able to go back if he engages in this set, invites merit and fame, and tosses a little movement?"

Li Bo smiled: "Cats have cat paths, and rats have rat paths." Everyone has his own means. ”

Zhang Junheng arched his hand towards everyone, pressed down with both hands, and said loudly: "Everyone, please get up, please get up!"

A group of elderly squires surrounded Zhang Junheng and sang praises of virtue, and for a time the streets were full of gossip and sycophants.

Li Chengfeng, who was hiding in the street and planning to travel in a low-key manner, was also a little unbearable: "This old guy is really good at tossing!"

Su Yuehan led two horses, each carrying two big burdens on their backs, and she said in a low voice: "Young master, let's take a detour?"

Li Chengfeng said goodbye to his wife and the reluctant servants at home, especially Lu Zhu cried and wore makeup, and refused to come out for a long time in Li Chengfeng's arms, while Su Yuehan lowered her eyebrows and followed Li Chengfeng on the journey under the envious and jealous eyes of Lu Zhu and the other servants.

When the two of them walked to the entrance of the market, they saw this almost disgusting scene.

Li Chengfeng looked at Zhang Junheng and Zhan Qisheng's carriage not far from the field, he thought of several servants of the Li family who had died before, and remembered his father who was still bedridden, he was angry in his heart, and he sneered: "Hmph, you might as well take a look at it again! This kind of shameless situation is not easy to see." ”

While talking, behind the street, there were green-skinned gangsters who took advantage of the wind to fly kites one by one, and all kinds of words praising merit and virtue were written on them, and there was even a portrait of Zhang Junheng.

Brother Bai immediately shouted loudly: "Lord Taishou is ascending!"

One of the squires immediately followed suit: "Boss, this is the ardent expectation of the people!"

The surrounding people also responded in unison, and Li Chengfeng gasped when he looked at it: "Sure enough, it's a mountain and a mountain high, can you do such a shameless method?"

When Li Chengfeng spoke, he took advantage of the opportunity to hide in the crowd, and took out a thumb-wide, small hidden weapon blade like a willow leaf in his hand, and while the people around him were not paying attention, he flicked his wrist, and the blade flashed, instantly crossing the kite painted with Zhang Junheng's portrait.

Everyone didn't pay attention for a while, until someone pointed at the kite and shouted: "Oops, the string is broken!"

Brother Bai was dumbfounded, turned his head and glared angrily at the gangster holding the kite string, this gangster looked confused, trembling, everyone was a little unable to react, and didn't know what to say to round this scene.

The originally noisy and lively street market suddenly became cold, and the scene was extremely embarrassing, only the too thin adult looked up at "himself" flying higher and higher, and the corners of his eyes twitched.

Brother Bai was clever, he slapped his thigh, and said loudly: "Oh, Lord Taishou is rising every day!"

Everyone woke up like a dream, and then they came back to their senses and responded: "Yes, keep shouting, this is a good sign!"

Zhang Junheng's face looked much better, but just when everyone was talking and slapping his ass, a crisp and loud voice came from the crowd, and this voice could not be concealed by the flattery of everyone, because he penetrated people's hearts and hit the nail on the head!

"Mother, look, Taishou has ascended to heaven!" A milky voice was like thunder and lightning, hitting everyone's heart.

The entrance of the market instantly quieted down again, everyone looked strange, they quietly exchanged glances, some looked up to look at the "Taishou" who ascended to heaven, and some quietly took their eyes to look at Zhang Junheng's face as black as the bottom of the pot, but more people looked sideways, they saw the lady of the Xiong family holding her five-year-old child standing in the crowd that had opened a large open space and shivering!