This beggar didn't know what Li Qingshan's three words meant, he only knew that he had a name. Although I don't know how to write those three words, he has a name since today, and his name is Li Qingshan.

The two let go, Li Qingshan looked up at the handsome rich boy like a woman, and he grinned at the person in front of him. The dirty little face was covered with wounds, one eye was bruised, and the other was swollen into a bag. He wiped the nosebleed with the back of his hand, and grinned again as he grinned at the slashed mouth.

Li Pinghong looked at Li Qingshan's smiling face, which was a little ugly. But in that smiling face, it was like the sun fell, and the sunlight also shone into Li Pinghong's originally frosty heart in an instant. In an instant, the ice field turned to snow, and the grass grew.

He took Li Qingshan's dirty little hand, picked up the long knife on the ground, and led the little beggar to walk slowly towards the group of gentlemen.

Not to mention those gentlemen, even Zhu Zhishu on the ground no longer rolled in pain, and the cry stopped instantly. Zhu Jiji opened his eyes and watched the big one and the small two people walking towards him, the big one had a calm and expressionless face, and the small one grinned, and the smile was an expectation for the future, and it revealed a trace of evil spirit.

This little beggar was laughing evilly, and the pig insect turned into a giant python, as if he was ready to devour the sun and the moon, which actually made the son of Fu Yin, who was powerful and blessed in Ningchuan and no one dared to stop him, panicked from the bottom of his heart.

"Tsing Yi, who cracked your mouth?"

Hearing the inquiry, Li Qingshan stretched out his little hand and pointed his finger at a gentleman dressed in light purple clothes. He just pointed with his finger and didn't speak.

Li Pinghong nodded, let go of Li Qingshan's small hand, then held the knife in both hands, and strode like a flying arrow towards the pale violet-clothed gentleman. Those slaves were about to stop them, but they felt pain somewhere in their bodies, but they were directly slashed to the ground by those armor soldiers of the City Patrol Division.

There was no one in the way, Li Pinghong's knife was raised high, and the momentum of splitting Huashan fell. With a miserable scream, the right arm of the pale purple man separated, and he fell to the ground and rolled in pain. Blood flowed from the mouth of the severed arm, and the severed arm, which had just broken away from the body, had its fingers bent slightly a few times, and then turned into a dead thing and lay on the ground without moving.

As soon as he made a move, he crippled one person, not to mention the crowd of gentlemen, the onlookers, and even the group of soldiers patrolling the city were also shocked. How could this second son of the Li family be so temperamental?

Li Pinghong completely ignored the gazes of others, and asked again, his tone was still gentle.

"Who broke your nose bone?"

Li Qingshan stretched out his little hand again, and at the same time as he raised his head, a gentleman in a light blue gorgeous robe babbled in his mouth, but he ran in the opposite direction.

Li Pinghong held the long knife in his hand and threw it hard, and the long knife flew towards the fleeing gentleman with the momentum of breaking the wind. With a "poof" sound, the fleeing gentleman spurted out a mouthful of blood, and then fell to the ground head-on. And the long knife of the City Patrol Division, inserted in the back of the heart, and the front chest was exposed, penetrating this gentleman.

Not to mention the ordinary downtown area, it is still not far from the Forbidden City, but Li Pinghong ignored the laws and regulations and killed people on the street, and even the head of the armor of the city patrol division was stunned in place. He already understood that the distribution of Luo County that the second son of the Li family said was already doomed. But in the current situation, he didn't know whether to step forward to stop and arrest the third son of the Li family, or continue to be a passerby.

Li Pinghong didn't continue to ask Li Qingshan who hurt his eyes. Li Pinghong walked to the side of the head of the armor soldier and said softly: "Not all people surnamed Zhu are worthy of using the word admonition. ”

The eyes of the leader of the city patrol armor shot light, and then what he did was even more unknown to the onlookers. The leader of the armor gave an order, and he ordered his subordinates to take away a group of gentlemen, including Zhu Ji, the son of Yin of the Ningchuan Mansion.

The scene on the streets of Jinling City is interesting, a team of people from the city patrol division escorted a group of richly dressed rich boys, and walked slowly on the street.

Li Pinghong looked at the broken arm on the ground again, as well as the corpse of the young man in the light blue gorgeous robe that was no longer alive, but the corners of his mouth smiled. Then he walked to the little beggar Li Qingshan, took his little hand, smiled, and said softly: "Qingshan, let's go home." ”

This is Jinling City, and in the past, Jinling City did not allow people who entered the city to carry swords and swords with people on the street, let alone fight in public. Causing a fatality, regardless of the identities of both parties, is a top priority. But today, the second son of the Li family really killed someone, but he took the little beggar home as if nothing happened.

The incident caused an uproar in Jinling, not only because Li Pinghong cut down one person on the street and stabbed one person to death, but also because of the identity of these gentlemen. The son of Yin of Ningchuan Mansion, the son of Ningchuan Thorn Shi and Sima, and the son of Ningchuan businessmen. Even if these people's families are in Ningchuan, how can it be difficult to reach out to Jinling?

Without waiting for Li Pinghong to return to the Li Mansion with Li Qingshan, the participation in this matter has been sent to the Forbidden City. Not one or two, but a full one hundred and twenty-seven.

Zhu Jiannan was still in the imperial garden, and beside him were the one hundred and twenty-six letters, and the one written by Ning Chuan was thrown on the grass after he read it. Beside him stood a man with a straight body and a calm face.

He was about to kneel, but Zhu Jiannan stopped him and invited him to watch the participation of Ning Chuan's agent writing.

Zhu Jiannan opened his mouth and asked, "Uncle Li, do you think what Pinghong did this time is right or wrong?"

The head of the Li family was silent for a while, and then his voice was calm, and he said respectfully: "Chopping down one person on the street and stabbing one person to death is not in accordance with the laws of the city." Li Pinghong knew that he had broken the law, and his guilt was true, but he listened to His Highness's whereabouts. ”

"Oh, let this king fall? Then, what if this king wants Pinghong to hang himself at the door of the post station?"

When the lord of the Li family heard this, although his heart trembled, the expression on his face remained unchanged, and he only heard him reply lightly: "Your Highness is the future lord of the city, not to mention Li Pinghong, even if His Royal Highness wants the old minister to hang himself in front of His Royal Highness, the old minister will never frown." ”

Zhu Jiannan smiled, then patted his hand, and Gong E walked with a delicate jade plate. There were two white porcelain pots on the jade plate, and inside the porcelain pot were fine wine, or spirits. 110 Literature

Zhu Jiannan took a pot, and he didn't use a cup, and held it high to make the wine flow into a line. He opened his mouth, and just like that. A pot of wine, but a few sips, is empty of the porcelain pot. Then Zhu Jiannan took another pot, but didn't drink it again, but handed it to the head of the Li family.

The head of the Li family still had no expression, and he couldn't see his face thinking in his heart, his body was slightly bent, and he took the porcelain pot with both hands. After the sentence "Thank you for your kindness", it is also the same as Zhu Jiannan, the porcelain pot is held high, and the wine flows into a line. The mouth is open, and the wine is poured into the mouth.

It was also a few sips, and an empty pot of wine. This wine is so strong, so spicy that the throat of the head of the Li family is like a fire. But his face was still calm and expressionless.

All he drank was a pot of spirits.

Zhu Jiannan also smiled when he saw the head of the Li family like this. Sure enough, sure enough, because the object was Li Ganghong last time, this fox was so flustered. Then Zhu Jiannan laughed out loud, he thought it was funny, everyone praised Li Ganghong and Mo Ming, but they regarded Li Pinghong, Li Yunhong and Zhu Yinuo as jokes.

Isn't it, the fox in front of you thinks the same way?

"Uncle Li, if you drink too much, you're just drunk, and it's okay to fall asleep drunk. If you drink too much and can't afford to sleep, that's not good. Someone!"

As soon as the sound came out, an armored guard walked briskly, kneeling on one knee one foot behind the two, waiting for orders.

"Send Li Daren home. ”

After receiving the order, the guard made a gesture of invitation, and after the head of the Li family bowed to Zhu Jiannan, he also left with the guard.

Zhu Jiannan lay back on the recliner and looked at the sky. The rattan chair is rocking, leisurely, and extremely comfortable. He patted himself lightly on the abdomen, this body is really good. Indulge in drinking, hug Meiji, and don't feel uncomfortable. I was used to smelling the aromatherapy smell coming from my clothes, but I couldn't help frowning and displeased.

The smell is too strong and a little pungent. It seems that you have to ask Gong E to change the spices again, so as not to disgust others, and she is about to be smoked and vomited.

It was at this moment that a heavy voice came from behind him.

"That old boy from the Li family is gone?"

Hearing the voice, Zhu Jiannan got up from the rattan chair, then turned around and saluted.

The person who came was dressed in a loose nightgown, and he was stepping on a pair of clogs like Li Yunhong, a boy from the Li family. However, his pair of clogs is a pair of thin wooden clogs compared to Li Yunhong's, and there is no such "gurgling" sound when he walks.

The person who came was old, and there were already a lot of dark and brown spots on his face, but he was in good spirits, not as if he was dying.

can walk around in the Forbidden City in such a casual outfit, in addition to the old dragon king of Jinling, will there be a second person?

The old dragon king waved his hand and motioned for Zhu Jiannan to sit down. As soon as he reached the rattan chair, several guards brought a rattan chair of the same style for the old man to sit on. The old man also lay on the rattan chair, swaying and looking at the sky. He reached for the porcelain pot on the coffee table, but the porcelain pot was empty, obviously empty, and there was no drink left.

Zhu Jiannan couldn't help frowning, and then said, "Grandfather, you came to talk to your grandson, it's not an excuse for you to drink secretly. ”

Hearing his grandson's words, the old dragon king laughed, but he still opened the lid of the porcelain pot and made sure that it was indeed empty, so he had to go to his nose and smell the smell to satisfy his hunger. This scene, Zhu Jiannan really couldn't cry or laugh.

Then Zhu Jiannan spoke: "Grandfather, how long has it been since you and I have drunk together?"

When the old dragon king heard this, he didn't think about it, but replied casually: "Since the black charcoal of the West Earth came, I, the king of Jinling, have been controlled by your little cub. Not to mention that you are a little cub, if you want to drink secretly, you will be dissuaded by Gong'e. Alas, life is boring, life is boring. ”

Seeing his grandfather's childlike appearance, Zhu Jiannan also laughed out loud, and then his voice was calm, and he even said a little seriously: "It's better to accompany his grandson today, how about a drunken holiday?"

The old dragon king mistakenly thought that he had misheard, and looked at his grandson with wide eyes. But Zhu Jiannan responded to him with only a smiling face and nodded slightly. The old dragon king was sure that it was correct and laughed.

But then the old dragon king thought of the business and asked, "So, this kid of the Li family, what are you going to do?"

Zhu Jiannan's voice was calm, and he couldn't hear his feelings, he sighed, and then said: "Sun Er has thought about it, and Yunhong will be the general of Lincheng in the future." It's a pity, it's a pity, this kid is kind-hearted, and his grandson plans to let him go to Jingzhou. ”

The old dragon king nodded, very satisfied with this arrangement, but what he asked was not the third son of the Li family. The old dragon king didn't speak, just waited for his grandson to continue.

Zhu Jiannan also understood what his grandfather meant, if Li Pinghong just killed a high-ranking official and noble son, this matter would be big or small. But on the bright side, Li Pinghong peeled off the face of the Zhu family and threw it to the ground today, so he stepped on it a few times and stomped it hard.

Zhu Jiannan smiled slightly, but asked rhetorically: "Grandfather, in addition to our three brothers, you can be outside, but you still have grandchildren?"