Jia Rong pulled Jia Rui out of the door and dragged him all the way to a corner.

Jia Chen raised his eyes and looked at the wall, only to see a person popping out half of his head, peeping down with a thief's head and a thief's head.

It is estimated that this person is Wang Xifeng's little guy who was ambushed on the wall in advance.

A vague smell of feces wafted in the wind.

Fortunately, it was windy tonight, otherwise, the stench would have been stronger.

Seeing that the man at the head of the wall leaned out of his upper body and lifted a wooden bucket to the wall, Jia Chen knew that he was about to pour dung and urine down.

At the moment when the barrel began to tilt, Jia Chen pushed Jia Rui aside and slapped him up.

As a result, Jia Rong was dragging Jia Rui, and was unexpectedly taken by a heel, and happened to sit in the corner of the wall.

"Whoa-la-"

There was a splashing of water.

A bucket of feces and urine spilled down, like a goddess scattering flowers.

Jia Chen hurriedly jumped backwards and jumped more than two feet away, dodging the splash of feces and urine.

Jarry didn't have time to dodge, and bits of urine splashed on his shoes and trouser legs.

"Oops! Oh my mother! Jia Rong suddenly let out a miserable scream.

Jia Chen pursed his lips and frowned, looking at him with a complicated expression.

Through the dim moonlight, he could vaguely see that he was covered from head to toe with a layer of stinky, slimy feces and urine.

In the blink of an eye, he changed from a handsome boy to a dirty soup chicken.

Feeling the feces and urine flowing down her cheeks and into her mouth, Jia Rong wiped her face while raising her hand and pointing at the wall and scolding:

"You! You don't splash Jia Rui, you actually came to splash me? ”

"Oops, the water has washed the Dragon King Temple! Uncle Rong, it's too dark, I didn't see it clearly, please forgive me! ”

The little guy on the wall left a word, retracted his head and fled.

Jia Chen shook his head and smiled, this Jia Rong is really harming others and himself!

"Rong'er, go back and wash well, change your clothes, be careful not to freeze, I'll go first!"

After that, he didn't wait for Jia Rong to respond, turned around and left.

Tonight, he saved Jia Rui's life, which can be regarded as repaying the teacher's kindness.

If Jia Rui still insists on going his own way, is obsessed, and wants to tease Wang Xifeng, then he is looking for death.

In the early morning of the next day, Jia Chen went to Ningrong Street to rent a compound as the address of the Chenwei Dart Bureau.

It is a five-hall courtyard house with one large gate and four small doors.

There are five closed and independent courtyards inside, and there are small doors between each courtyard, which belongs to a typical deep house compound, with a total area of more than 1,800 square meters.

Next, it's time to hire a dart head and a dart master.

Jia Chen went straight to the market outside.

The market is noisy and shouting, all kinds of stalls are crowded next to each other, endlessly, occupying both sides of the road, shouting one after another, there are many outsiders who come to Shenjing City to do small business, and the voice is in the south and north tones, and the accents are different, and they are endless.

After walking less than half a pillar of incense, there is the Renyazi Market on the left side in front.

A human being is a human trafficker.

In the Great Zhou, it was permissible to openly buy and sell slaves.

Passing through the bustling flow of people, Jia Chen walked up to a group of slaves for sale and asked:

"Are any of you martial arts?"

The voice fell, and no one spoke.

Looking around at everyone, Jia Chen asked again, but still no one responded.

Jia Chen turned around and walked to leave, when suddenly a loud and deep voice came:

"If you go back to your son, you will know some martial arts in the future."

Jia Chen followed the prestige, and saw that the person who spoke was a bearded man with thick eyebrows and eyes, broad shoulders and fat back, long hair on his forehead, thick and black complexion, and a five-foot length with zero.

Jia Chen asked, "What's your name?" What did you do before? ”

The bearded man replied:

"Hui Gongzi, my name is Bao Yong, and I used to be a slave of the Zhen family in Jiangnan."

As soon as these words came out, Jia Chen's eyes lit up, but he didn't expect that this big man turned out to be Bao Yong.

In the original book, Bao Yong is an impulsive, upright, loyal and courageous slave.

He was originally a descendant of the Zhen family in Jiangnan, and later after the defeat of the Zhen family, he was introduced to the Jia family by the head of the family.

Jia Zheng originally didn't want to accept him, but because of the Zhen family's affection, he arranged for him to be a nursing home.

Later, one night, a group of robbers came to Jia's house to rob them, and Bao Yong killed four or five of them alone.

Although this person is a slave, he can be regarded as a good man with quite good martial arts.

Jia Chen didn't expect to meet him in this person's market.

This bag of bravery, loyalty, courage, and martial arts, kicking the wall and the upper room is like walking on the ground, but it can be recruited, even if there is no general who commands the soldiers and horses, it is enough to let him be a personal guard.

But the strange thing is, why did such a good servant who was loyal and brave fall into this man's market and be trafficked?

When they met for the first time, they were most taboo and shallow and deep, in order to take care of Bao Yong's dignity, Jia Chen didn't ask much.

It is estimated that Bao Yong has a straightforward personality and speaks too impulsively, and offended the master of the Zhen family between his words, and was sold to a man.

Looking at this tall and mighty man, Jia Chen smiled indifferently and said:

"Brother Bao Yong, I am Jia Chen, a disciple of Rongguo Mansion, and I am very optimistic about your martial arts and loyalty, are you willing to serve me in the future?"

As soon as these words came out, Bao Yong's eyes lit up, and he bowed his hand and said:

"It turned out that it was the prince of Rongfu in person, and he was willing to lead the horse to fall and kick, tie the grass ring, and serve the son and horse!"

Hearing this, Jia Chenden was overjoyed, and immediately took out fifteen taels of silver and bought Bao Yong.

At present, there is only one Liu Xianglian with high martial arts under his hand to act as the head of the dart, and he is lacking kung fu masters.

And this package is brave, loyal, brave, strong in martial arts, upright, and simple-hearted, which can be of great use.

Today, Jia Chen was relieved, led Bao Yong back, and asked with a smile:

"Bao Yong, what martial arts have you practiced?"

Bao Yong arched his hand:

"Hui Gongye, I have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, axes, hooks and forks, swords, guns, swords, halberds, and eighteen kinds of weapons will be a little, but the best weapon in Xia is a long stick."

"Good!" Jia Chen bowed slightly.

Although the long stick does not seem to be very lethal, but the stick sweeps a large area, there is no difference between strong and weak weapons, whether it can kill the enemy, it depends on who uses it.

It seems that he has picked up a treasure, but I don't know who is stronger in martial arts between him and Liu Xianglian?

Later, let the two of them meet, so that the two of them can have a fight.

Jia Chen smiled and said:

"Bao Yong, since you are good at sticks, then I will buy you a thirty or forty pound muddy iron rod, can you make it move?"

Bao Yong replied:

"Before I went down, I used to use a fifty-eight pound cooked copper stick."

Jia Chen's eyes lit up, and he smiled approvingly:

"Okay, I'll buy you a fifty-eight pound cooked copper stick and give it to you as a weapon."

Bao Yong was overjoyed, and saluted again: "Thank you, Son! ”

Jia Chen commanded:

"I also need to hire a few dart heads and dart masters who know martial arts, you are also a martial arts expert, I will give you a task, you go and help me find a person who knows martial arts today, it is best to buy it, it is really not good, you can hire the other party."

As he spoke, Jia Chen took out a silver ticket of two hundred taels and handed it to Bao Yong:

"This is the money to buy you cooked brass sticks and hire kung fu men."

Bao Yong took the silver ticket with some hesitation, his eyes flashing with surprise and gratitude.

"The prince gave me so much silver, aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to cheat and profit from it?"