Chapter 303 Conflict
Two years later.
In the room, Li Qiushui buttoned his clothes lazily, not in a hurry.
"Fu Lang, don't forget what I said."
Fu Qiu turned his head, and his fingers touched the thigh of the beauty next to him at some point: "I won't forget it, don't worry." ”
"In a few days, I'm going to go to the Central Plains, you can go with me, and I'll get things done by the way."
When Li Qiushui heard this, his heart was overjoyed, and he smiled on his face: "Lang Jun has to talk about it, and my senior sister's Vulture Palace is full of young women, so it doesn't have to be worse than my Xixia Palace at all." ”
Fu Qiu pursed his mouth, patted Li Qiushui's shoulder lightly, and said with a smile: "Tempting me here again, master, am I a lustful person?" ”
Li Qiushui didn't answer, just covered her mouth and smiled, showing her attitude vividly.
"Okay, don't you dare to imagine the master's words, you don't respect the master, kneel!"
Li Qiushui glanced at this guy coquettishly, and leaned down slightly...
The two galloped all the way and stopped at Zhongdu.
Fu Qiu went to see his surviving wife Bao Xiweak, and took her to the grave of the sixth prince for two days.
More than ten days later, Bianliang.
As night fell, the city was still bustling with traffic, and vendors from all walks of life tried their best to attract customers.
"The last time I went to Zhongdu, I returned, and the night market in Bianliang is really prosperous."
Fu Qiu walked all the way, and suddenly remembered the picture of the Qingming River, and couldn't help but sigh a little.
Li Qiushui beside him was wearing a moon-white warrior robe, with a bunch of hair, as if he had become a heroic and beautiful man.
Li Qiushui nodded: "This Song country is indeed different, inside and outside the city, there are two worlds at all. ”
Fu Qiu smiled lightly: "It is natural to support the prosperity of a city with the power of a country." Speaking of the world, whether it is a dynasty, a sect, or a family, where is the essence not different? It's just that the performance is different, and this Song Kingdom is just one of the more extreme cases. ”
Looking at things from the essence, the world is so big that it is inseparable from the word exploitation.
Fu Qiu also reached the point, and then crossed the line.
Li Qiushui didn't understand what Fu Qiu meant, but after so many years, she was also used to this guy often saying those words that people couldn't understand.
Li Qiushui didn't care at all, looking at the snacks on the side, she gave a suggestion: "Let's go, let's eat something, it won't be long here." ”
Fu Qiu nodded: "What do you want to eat?" ”
"Clam it."
"Add another mutton bun."
The two stood on the side of the road and discussed.
At this moment, a short, thin black-faced young man passed by, and one accidentally bumped into Fu Qiu.
Then, he was full of apologies and made amends again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my son was offended." ”
Fu Qiu's eyes narrowed, and the corners of his mouth were smiling.
Li Qiushui noticed the change in his eyes, and his right hand gradually landed on the soft sword at his waist.
The black-faced youth turned around and wanted to leave.
Bang!
The sword was unsheathed, and its body trembled, drawing a line in the air, and finally landed on the young man's neck.
The sharpness of the sword left a surging blood line.
Li Qiushui said surgingly: "Let you go?" ”
The black-faced young man was frightened, he had never seen this scene, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
In the past, even if it was discovered, it was just a punch and kick, and maybe it could be recovered.
Someone directly put a sword against the neck, this is definitely the first time.
"Master, don't be impulsive, the small ones don't have long eyes, the small ones don't have long eyes, they don't have long eyes."
"Get down on your knees and talk!"
The black-faced young man's legs weakened, and he knelt on the ground, holding out a money bag embroidered with gold silk from his arms with both hands.
Li Qiushui took the money bag,
"Two masters, I was wrong, spare my life, spare my life!"
As he spoke, he kowtowed like pounding garlic, and couldn't stop begging for mercy.
Fu Qiu gave Li Qiushui a look, and she immediately withdrew her long sword.
"Get out!"
The black-faced young man pulled out his legs as if he had been pardoned, ran into the sea of people, and disappeared into the night market.
"Soft-hearted, this is in line with Lang Jun's temperament." Li Qiushui teased.
Fu Qiu smiled: "Don't worry, he can't run." ”
"Alright, let's eat something first."
Li Qiushui nodded, she was also a little curious about the follow-up development.
At the end of the dark alley, behind a wooden door with some thoughts, in the courtyard, a middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe held hot tea in his hand, listening to his subordinates report on today's harvest, while drinking hot tea, looking very leisurely.
The three little guys in front of him were kneeling on the ground, and they were talking vigorously, and the leader was the triangle-eyed young man before.
"Fifth master, those two old ladies from other places are hateful, holding a sword and forcing me to kneel and kowtow."
"This is completely a slap in the face of the fifth master, a slap in the face of our beggar gang."
The middle-aged man known as the fifth master didn't have half a wave in his heart, he had experienced too much of this kind of thing, so he just nodded.
"I know, I'll ask Lao Diao to go with you, ask about the origin, if it's a disciple of the Jianghu faction, then give a face, and get to the interface of my beggar gang, and treat it well. If you don't know where it came from, and you don't know the rules, then..."
The fifth master made a gesture of a hand knife.
A lean man with a Luo hat next to him immediately nodded.
The three young men kneeling on the ground were all happy, this time, someone supported them, and this time they could make a profit.
Suddenly, the smile on the face of the black-faced man stopped abruptly, he covered his heart with both hands, his eyes widened, but he couldn't spit out a word in his throat.
Poof.
A mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth, and the black-faced young man fell to the ground with his face on the ground, his body trembling, and there was no movement at all.
The sudden scene made everyone present change their faces.
As soon as the fifth master waved his hand, the old man beside him hurriedly stepped forward, put his hands up and down, checked the situation of the black face, and then reported to the fifth master.
"Dead!"
"The heart pulse is completely broken, but there is no body surface and no imprint, he is definitely a great master, penetrating into it with deep internal force, and maintaining the stability of the heart pulse for a period of time, until the mood changes violently, the change is stimulated."
Lao Diao said his judgment, with a strong jealousy in his eyes.
When the fifth master heard this, his heart sank completely, and he was silent for a while, and then said: "Follow me to find the deputy helper, and you can tell him about the specific situation." ”
"Yes!"
In the bustling night market, Fu Qiu and Li Qiushui were eating clams and drinking mutton soup, looking very leisurely.
It wasn't until a large number of people from the rivers and lakes came over carrying a corpse that this leisurely was broken.
Fu Qiu glanced up and said with a smile: "It's finally here!" ”
Li Qiushui also smiled lightly: "I'm afraid it's not good for someone to come!" ”
Fu Qiu spoke: "The good man has not come yet." ”