"Son! Doing such a bastard thing with that old horseman, the Zhang family's face was completely lost by you.

You still have the face to live in the world, why don't you get down and die for the old man! ”

"No, I don't."

Under the vermilion lacquer wall, the middle-aged man roared with a twisted face, like an angry bull.

The inch-long beard shook violently with the roar, and it was obvious that he was angry to the extreme.

A horizontal knife that had not yet been unsheathed was in the hands of Zhang Zheng and his father.

Not far behind the man, a group of maids were peeking at the scene in front of them with their peripheral vision, whispering.

The corners of Zhang Zheng's mouth twitched, looking at his father's ugly face for heaven.

I know that I am afraid that I will not be good, and this battle, no matter how you look at it, looks like an iron heart to destroy relatives with righteousness.

Seeing that he was about to stalemate, Zhang Zheng had no choice but to clamp his legs the wall while trying to communicate with his father.

"Dad, can we be reasonable!" Zhang Zheng's tone is very sincere!

Father and son fell silent for a moment......

"Wha!" After a moment, Daddy suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled.

"Son! If you dare to reason with the old man if you do such ugly things, you will die, melon! ”

Suddenly, Zhang Zheng felt his scalp tingle, and when he looked at it, the horizontal knife in his father's hand had lost its scabbard at some point.

It is revealing a dazzling edge under the reflection of the sun.

The whining sound of the wind in his ears was the sound of the scabbard that shot at Zhang Zheng's extreme speed.

"Oh no, secret weapon!"

Zhang Zheng was shocked, and subconsciously turned his head.

I flashed !!

"Bang!" "Ahh

There were two sounds and several shrill screams in front of and behind them, the first of which was the sound of the scabbard hitting the back of Zhang Zheng's head.

The last two sounds were loud noises made by Zhang Zheng smashing to the ground. and the screams of the people in the courtyard who were frightened by this scene.

carelessly, face to the ground first. Obviously, Zhang Zheng overestimated his keen strength and failed to dodge.

"Middle-aged people don't talk about martial arts, and they carry out sneak attacks with secret weapons, despicable!"

This was the last thought that flashed through Zhang's mind after he landed, and then his eyes went black, his head tilted, and he fainted.

And Zhang's Mansion is a burst of chickens and dogs.

……

If you want to say why Zhang Zheng was beaten, in fact, the reason is not complicated at all.

As the youngest son of Zou Guogong Zhang Gongjin, in the entire Chang'an, and even the entire Tang Dynasty, it can be said that he wants money and money, and he wants to be beautiful.

To have the right, well, the right is not there.

However, it did not affect Zhang Zheng in the slightest to have a group of fox friends and dog friends.

Today, Zhang Zheng, as usual, led a group of children of the Principality of the Principality of the country, and a group of children of the Principality of the Kingdom led their own personal guards.

Up and down, the hundred and ten people were so imposing that they went from Suzaku Street to Pingkangfang.

It's like a pair of Chang'an underworld forces swaggering through the market, and the person who provokes me has a dangerous bastard face.

happened to meet the biggest underworld force in Chang'an City who was walking on the way home.

The legendary General of the Right Martial Guard, Su Guogong, known as the Demon King of the Mixed World, is known as the General Cheng Cheng of the Mixed World.

It just so happened that General Cheng also felt bored in the next dynasty, so he and Zhang Zheng together.

The style of painting has become a big hooligan, and a group of small hooligans are slaughtering towards the Qinglou.

Naturally, the wine table is indispensable, and the gentlemen are even more profligate, just when everyone is discussing what kind of woman is the best.

The big hooligan Cheng Biting Jin sneered with disdain: "The women in the Qinglou are very comparable, and the goods tasted by ten thousand people are also worthy of being called the best?" ”

"Huh? What is Uncle Cheng's opinion? Zhang Zheng smiled with a drunken face, and when he heard the words, he couldn't help but show a posture of looking up at the mountains and asked rhetorically.

Cheng bit the gold and the wine swelled up, and saw Zhang Zhengman's eyes full of admiration for his predecessors.

Yang Tian laughed a few times: "Wowhahahahahaha, virtuous nephew, in the end, it is still a little tender, if you want to talk about reading women, the whole old man of the Tang Dynasty thinks that he is second, and no one dares to recognize the first ......"

Originally, the style of painting was quite normal here, but the old man Cheng's wine was really unsatisfactory.

Hearing the praise of the crowd, he suddenly became fluttering, and he had to take Zhang Zheng and the others out to see the world.

Just do it, Cheng Yanjin immediately picked up Zhang Zheng's collar.

It's like carrying a piece of air-dried bacon and carrying Zhang Zheng to the street in a very shameful posture.

Then he carried Zhang Zheng to the back of a woman on the side of the street and slapped the woman's buttocks.

"The virtuous nephew is optimistic, such a woman has a dry ass, she can't give birth to a son at a glance, such a woman can't marry, a woman must have a big butt ......"

Cheng Yanjin shook his head and commented. Zhang Zheng suddenly woke up and quickly covered his face with his hands.

"Ah~"

The woman's screams pierced the sky above Chang'an City.

It is now the fourth year of Zhenguan, and the Tang Dynasty has just been founded, and the people are simple.

His Majesty Li Er had just washed away the humiliation he had suffered on the banks of the Weishui River when he ascended the throne, and the Tang Dynasty had reached the peak of martial arts.

Seeing that the great Majesty Li Er is about to win the Heavenly Khan Vest, the highest honor in the imperial vest, the glory of the prosperous era is about to envelop the Tang Dynasty.

At this time, someone openly molested a woman from a good family on the street and ruined people's reputation. What about the simple folk customs?

What is especially odious is that these two people, one is the prince of the dynasty, and the other is the son of the prince of the dynasty.

The crowd of onlookers is either the prince of the country or the son of the Hou family, and its influence and degree of badness can be seen.

When Wu Hou, who was patrolling the streets, saw this battle, he also stared at the small ones with big eyes and cried out in his heart: "It's really not suitable to patrol the streets today, who dares to care?" ”

I almost didn't write two big words of bad luck on my face.

There is no way, notify the governments of various countries to come and receive people, otherwise let this group of lawless bastards continue to swagger in Chang'an, and I don't know how many women from good families have been poisoned by Cheng Jin.

So, there was the scene where Zhang Zheng was beaten just now.

……

Zhang Zheng woke up, and it was already early the next morning.

"Water...... Give me water..."The staccato voice came and alarmed the maid waiting in the bedroom.

"Ah~ Madame, Madame, Madame...... Xiao Langjun is awake, Xiao Langjun is awake! ”

The maid ran out of the bedroom in a hurry with an exclamation, unheard of Zhang Zheng's request for water.

Zhang Zheng felt that his throat was about to smoke, and a tingling pain came from the back of his head.

It seems that there is a thick layer on the face, and I don't know what it is, and there seems to be no place on my body.

Zhang Zheng squirmed to the side of the bed with difficulty, and slowly stretched out a hand.

It seemed to take a lot of effort to finally reach the teapot on the bedside table. Drained the water in one gulp against the spout.

"Hiccup~" After a long hiccup, Zhang Zheng threw away the teapot and let out a long sigh.

I secretly swore in my heart: "When I find an opportunity, I must beat the maid just now to death."

Put on a group of good sisters who are empathetic, let them line up in front of them, and call him dad one by one! ”

"My son~"

The sudden cry startled Zhang Zheng. Before she could react, a middle-aged woman took Zhang Zheng into her arms.

The woman's eyes were bloodshot, her eye sockets were red and swollen, and there were tears in the corners of her eyes that had not dried, and she probably cried all night.

This person is Zhang Zheng's mother in this life, Zhang Gongjin's original wife, Zhang Yuanshi.

"My miserable son, if you have any chance, I won't live."

The woman was crying and babbling.

The old lady hugged her too tightly, and Zhang Zheng felt that her breathing was not very smooth.

He was not killed by his father's scabbard, and he fell from a three-meter-high wall, and he didn't fall to death without hitting his face to the ground first.

If he was held to death by his mother, he would not be reconciled.

"Stop, let go!" Zhang Zheng shouted with all his strength.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang's crying voice was sluggish, and then she realized that her son was hugged too tightly by herself.

There were already signs that he was about to drive west, so he hurriedly put his son back on the bed and lay down.

"Imperial Physician Qin, go and ask Imperial Physician Qin!"

The maid woke up like a dream, and ran out of the bedroom in a hurry to find the Imperial Doctor Qin.....

"Son, where are you uncomfortable now, tell your mother quickly, you have been in a coma all night, and you are worried about your mother to death"

Listening to Yuan's chatter, looking at Yuan's red and swollen eyes, and the worried look on his face.

A trace of warmth flashed in Zhang Zheng's heart, and he tried his best to pull out an ugly smile

"Mother, let's just say, it's not a problem where it's uncomfortable, it's that the whole body is uncomfortable, okay, I'm really bolted Q!"

"Imperial Doctor Qin, Imperial Doctor Qin is here" After a while, the fiery little maid led an old man with fairy wind bones and crane hair and a childish face into Zhang Zheng's bedroom.