The string broke and shattered, and a stone stirred up a thousand waves.

The guests and girls on the top floor of Yingyue Tower got up one after another, and they all retreated in horror.

The drunk man was in pain, retracted his hand, and trembled slightly as he looked at the blood on his hands, as if he had woken up a little from wine.

Seeing this, Miss Mingyue didn't care about the broken strings, and shouted in panic: "Young Master Lu Yao." ”

greeted him with a concerned face, but was pulled by the old bustard on the side.

The old bustard's eyes breathed fire, staring at the person called Lu Yao.

Now it's a business of thousands of taels of silver, but it's been ruined by this rat?

The old bustard scolded angrily: "Come on, beat this person out with a stick!" ”

"Mom's mercy."

Miss Mingyue begged for mercy in a hurry, but it didn't have any effect, a few thugs came in, and landed on the left and right and walked downstairs quickly, it seemed that he would not just let him go, it was estimated that he would be dragged to a place where no one was beaten up.

"Mom...... Please, don't hit him. ”

Mingyue cried and knelt on the ground, and could see that this girl had true feelings for Lu Yao.

The old bustard is angry, and Mingyue's intercession now is a taboo for the girl in the flower field, where can she intercede with other men in front of the guests?

The old bustard thought that this time it was over, so he gave Mingyue a loud slap with his backhand, causing Mingyue to sit down on the ground, and the corners of her mouth were overflowing with blood.

Bai Song saw such a play and had no intention of staying here.

Even if there was no trouble from Lu Yao, Bai Song also felt that this Mingyue girl was unsatisfactory, and was ready to go to another house to have a look.

Seeing Bai Song get up, the old bustard panicked, and he kept with good words to keep it.

Bai Song had made up his mind, and soon left Yingyue Tower with Qing'er.

The old bustard looked at the backs of Bai Song and the others at the door, and there was no other way than to stomp his feet and sigh.

On the street in front of Yingyue Tower, Qing'er whispered: "As soon as the son leaves like this, that Mingyue girl is afraid that she will be beaten badly." ”

"I'm not a benevolent church, where can I control everyone?"

"Miss Mingyue can't be as beautiful as that?"

The two were talking, when suddenly the crowd on the street dispersed, and one person was kicked to the ground like a gourd rolling on the ground.

Bai Song was seeing the person on the ground who was beaten to a bloody pulp, who was Lu Yao?!

Bai Song was a little frightened, and said in his heart how long has Lu Yao been gone? In a blink of an eye, kung fu was beaten so badly?

There is also the thug of Yingyue Tower, who is inevitably too bold, and in broad daylight, he actually beats people on the street!

This is Chang'an, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, haven't they thought about the royal law?

Just as he was thinking, the sound of distorted horses' hooves rushed in from behind the crowd.

A few people rode horses to Lu Yao, these people were not the big hands of Yingyue Lou at all, looking at the strange pigtails on the faces of several people, they could tell at a glance that they were all Turks.

Now the crowd dispersed even more, and the people knew that they couldn't provoke the Turks recently, and they knew from the emperor's attitude towards the Turks that no matter who it was, if they were against the Turks, they would definitely not end well.

Several Turks appeared on horseback, and without saying a word, they whipped Lu Yao's body with a horsewhip, and laughed wildly while whipping: "Hahaha, Li Tang's literati, I heard that you like to write poems to scold the Turks?" Now Lao Tzu is standing in front of you, and you will scold if you have a kind! ”

Lu Yao was beaten to the point that his skin was broken, his body was covered in blood, and he couldn't even stand steadily, how could he have the heart to speak?

Several Turks surrounded Lu Yao in the middle, and they continued to whip him, making people's scalps tingle just by listening to the sound.

None of the countless people of the Tang Dynasty around came forward to speak, and they all avoided it, looking like they had nothing to do with themselves.

Bai Song couldn't stand it anymore, and took a step forward, but before Bai Song could speak, a strange vendor next to him pulled Bai Song and reminded him very kindly: "Boy, don't meddle with things, these Turks can't afford to mess with, and this person is all brought on by him." ”

"Self-inflicted? What do you mean? ”

The peddler sighed softly: "Hey, this Lu Yao is also a well-known talent in the capital, and the sentence 'Yingyue upstairs and upstairs in the middle of the building, is it sad to look at the river?' It was from him, but this man was too arrogant and open-mouthed, who would dare to openly talk about the court renovating the hibiscus garden for the Turks? But this Lu Yao just dared, not only to discuss, but also to write poems to scold the Turks. These Turks don't even look at the princes and grandsons, let alone the literati of the people? ”

Bai Song nodded when he heard this, no wonder Miss Mingyue had some other feelings for this person.

Qing'er looked at Bai Song's expression and asked in a low voice, "Childe, do you want to help him?" You don't need to come forward, you just need to send a message. ”

Before Bai Song could answer, a girl rushed out of the Yingyue Tower, crying and shouting into the crowd: "Don't fight, don't fight!" Please, don't hit him! ”

The girl in the building cried so much that she pounced on Lu Yao desperately, and used her delicate body to block a few whips for the man under her.

Miss Mingyue screamed in pain, but she refused to back down.

A few Turks were going to fight again, and the one led by him saw Mingyue's graceful posture, his eyes immediately changed, and then he raised his hand and signaled to stop.

The Turks stopped, and the men and women in the middle had a rare chance to breathe.

Lu Yao was in a daze, struggled to get up from the ground, and hugged Mingyue with a bloody stain.

"You go!"

"I'm not leaving!"

Mingyue cried and shook her head, under the gaze of everyone, she opened her arms to protect Lu Yao behind her, crying and begging the Turks in front of her: "Please, spare Lu Gongzi...... He was unintentional, and he would never write poetry again! ”

"What about no more poetry? Even cutting off his tongue and cutting off his hand is not enough! But ......."

The Turk pinched his chin and looked at the moon carefully.

"If the chick is willing to go back to the house with me, it's not that you can't spare this kid once."

Several Turks exchanged glances, and the gaze of Mingyue became more and more presumptuous, and they all laughed with evil intentions.

Mingyue sensed that something was wrong and retreated in fright, but a Turkic had already turned over and dismounted, grabbing Mingyue's arm.

"Ahh What are you doing?! Mingyue let out a scream, and was pulled by the Turk violently, directly into his arms.

Mingyue struggled with all her might, but the Turks could hold it in the palm of her hand with only one hand, and she couldn't move.

"Let her go!" Lu Yao shouted hard, swaying and walking towards the Turks.

After taking a step, the Turkic kicked Lu Yao in the chest, and the person flew out directly, vomiting blood, and fell in front of Bai Song.

Bai Song looked at it and frowned.

No one paid attention to Bai Song's side, just watched Mingyue being carried to the horse by the Turks, and the mournful cry spread far, far away, but no one squeaked.

The old bustard stood at the door with a pale face, even if Mingyue was the best girl she had ever cultivated, she didn't dare to risk angering the Turks now.

Seeing that the Turks were about to take the bright moon away, a deep voice came: "Stop! ”

Bai Song walked up to Lu Yao, stood beside a Turk, grabbed his reins with one hand, and stabilized the horse under him.

When the man saw Bai Song like this, he was furious: "You are looking for death!" ”

After speaking, the whip hit Bai Song on the head.

Bai Song grabbed it precisely, grabbed the end of the whip in an instant, and the person did not move in place.

The Turks did not expect this, they were slightly stunned, and were about to speak, when suddenly a strong whip came from one end, and before the Turks could react, the man fell headlong, and was dragged off the horse alive!

The Turk stuck his head upside down on the concrete floor of Chang'an Avenue, and the scoop was opened in an instant, and blood splattered for a while, causing the crowd to scatter.

This is the Turks!

It's not the same fate as the people of Datang!

Moreover, this is Quchifang, and most of the Turkic people who are active here are Turkic royal families, where can ordinary people provoke them.

This wild boy who came out of nowhere is going to suffer a great disaster!

……

Qu Chi Fang Li was studying percussion with his concubine at home at that time, when his messenger broke into the courtyard and reported that someone had beaten the Turks in his jurisdiction.

Xiao Xiaoli was so frightened that she hurriedly put on her clothes, ignoring all the complaints of the concubine on the bed, and then rushed to the scene of the crime.

Just a quarter of an hour passed, and the scene was covered with blood, and several Turks were beaten to the ground and swung like dead fish.

Bai Song stepped on a Turkic led by a man, without saying a word, and his body was spotlessly clean.

The magistrate of Quchifang arrived and saw the scene at the scene, and his legs were so weak that he almost fainted.

The heart said that this is worth it?!

Beat the Turks so badly, and there was an accident in his own jurisdiction, although he said that he was a big fart in his official position, but he was also a sesame official, and this time he was going to lose it!

Li Zheng held his forehead, gritted his teeth and asked, "That and that...... What is the identity of those Turkic peoples? ”

The messenger in the back said, "I heard...... I heard what the prince of the tribe is......"

"Prince!"

When Li Zheng heard this, he made a swing, straightened up, and fainted.

The people had already dispersed, and no one dared to look at the excitement.

A team of horses was transferred from the Furong Garden, which was the Turkic people's own team, galloping all the way, seeing people hitting people, seeing cars crashing, I am afraid that except for the current emperor, no one dares to be so presumptuous on the streets of Chang'an.

A team of nearly 100 Turks entered Quchifang and immediately blocked the street to disperse pedestrians, and even the local officials of Quchifang were also blocked from the periphery and were not allowed to approach the scene.

The court can't control this matter, and it won't benefit anyone if it makes a big fuss.

Whether it was the small yamen of Quchifang or the higher-level big yamen, they all chose to remain silent when they heard the news, feeling that it was a very cost-effective thing to sacrifice one or two small people to suppress the conflict between the imperial court and the Turks.

No one thinks that the kid who beats people can live, and it would be nice to keep a whole corpse. It is estimated that there is a high probability that it will be thrown directly into the Qujiang Pond to feed the fish.

But who would have thought that when the imposing hundred-man cavalry arrived at the place of the incident, a hundred Turkic warriors who were strong and strong dismounted immediately, stood respectfully on both sides of the long street, and knelt down in unison and shouted: "Welcome to the patriarch!" ”