Li Pinghong had just left the palace gate of the Forbidden City when he encountered something that made him frown and displeased, it was a few richly dressed rich boys. If it was just an ordinary rich son, it would not attract the attention of Li Pinghong, the second son of the Li family, the first powerful man in Lincheng.

He recognized one of the rich boys, and although he didn't pay attention to this person, he had to give the other party a little bit of thin face. Because this person is also surnamed Zhu.

This person is the son of Yin of Ningchuan Mansion, called Zhu Zhiji. Yes, this Zhu Jiannan is the same generation as His Royal Highness the current prince. Counting up, when Zhu Yinuo meets this person, he has to call his cousin according to his seniority. But after all, there are four or five generations apart, even if they are the same generation, the difference in identity is also there.

This Zhu Jianshu and several other rich boys formed a circle, watching everyone's movements, as if they were kicking something. After some distance, Li Pinghong couldn't hear what they were talking about, but if he thought about it casually, it should be just some vulgar words in the market.

Li Pinghong's carriage slowly passed by everyone's side, and he didn't want to pay attention to this gentleman, but just sat in the car.

The hobby of the little gentlemen is to flirt with the beautiful and delicious little ladies and bully and bully the powerless ordinary people in the market. But the big gentlemen have more hobbies, in addition to the little ladies who also like to mix beautiful colors and eat with bullying and bullying the powerless, there is also comparison and suppression.

When this Zhu Jianshu saw the carriage coming out of the Forbidden City, he began to think that it was Zhu Jiannan or Zhu Yinuo's carriage, and if it didn't work, it was the carriage of the Mo family's boy. But when he saw the horse sign hanging from the carriage, a ruffian's smile appeared on his face.

I saw him pat the dust on his body, swing the two long ropes behind the bun crown, cough lightly, hold his head high, and walk towards Li Pinghong's carriage.

Li Pinghong sat in the car and didn't pay attention, but then he only felt that the car stopped suddenly, followed by the neighing of horses. Li Pinghong's body jerked forward and almost fell in the carriage. He frowned slightly, and he also thought of seven or eight points. Without waiting for the coachman to report, Li Pinghong lifted the curtain and walked out of the carriage.

Without the driver having to move down the ladder, he jumped directly to the ground.

Sure enough, this Zhu Zhiju was looking at himself with his head raised, his eyes contemptuous, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an evil arc to look at him.

It's a pity, it's a pity, Zhu Jiji wanted to suppress others to improve his identity, but he chose the wrong person. He can choose the sons of other dignitaries, and even Li Yunhong has to be, but he just met Li Pinghong, and he provoked Li Pinghong.

What people don't know is that the third son of the Li family, who has been with his third brother all day long and has abducted the little prince Zhu Yinuo to mess around in the land of wind and snow, actually plays the role of the youngest adviser in Jinling City.

Compared with the conspiracy that has traces to follow, and will eventually be followed by clues to find flaws, the third son of the Li family prefers yang conspiracy. Move with the situation, follow the situation, if the means are clever, there is even no trace.

Without waiting for the son of Yin of Ningchuan Mansion to speak first or make the first move, Li Pinghong directly slapped the other party in the face. The sound was crisp, and a blood-red handprint appeared on Zhu Jian's still handsome face, and the side face that was beaten seemed to be faintly swollen.

Zhu Ji's eyes were round with anger, his fingers trembling and pointing at Li Pinghong, his eyes were about to split, as if he wanted to tear Li Pinghong alive at this moment. But what the other party responded to him was that the other hand struck quickly, and there was another crisp sound, leaving a rather symmetrical slap mark on the other half of Zhu Ji's cheek.

"Who is a madman, dare to spread wild in Jinling City. Do you know what is behind you? It is the location of the king of Jinling City, the Forbidden City of Jinling. Where is the City Patrol Division, and what is the City Patrol Division?"

If you do it first, you naturally have to open your mouth too. If you beat someone and then take advantage of it, this can make people itch the root of your teeth and be helpless. Sure enough, with Li Pinghong's shout, a team of armor soldiers came out of the crowd that had already filled the road and blocked it.

The head of this pair of armor soldiers often rotates Qin Huaihe, how can they not recognize this second son of the Li family. He immediately took a few steps forward, bent slightly, saluted, and said, "Gongzi Li, it's too late to be humble, dare to ask what bothers Gongzi Li?"

Li Pinghong is also familiar with this armor leader, but even if he is familiar, he doesn't give a good face at this moment. I saw Li Pinghong frowning slightly, his face was full of anger, and his voice was even more indignant, and he said: "In broad daylight, there are still people who dare to intercept chariots and horses in Jinling City, and want to hurt people's lives and take people's money. If this son has a good job, His Royal Highness the Prince of the World will not send you all to Luoxian, and you will not want to come back in this life. ”

In the past, or in the mouths of others, it was said that although the second son of the Li family lingered in the land of wind and moon, he was humble and polite, and had the demeanor of the eldest son of the Li family. Helpless, with a humble identity, the head of this armor soldier can only lead a group of armor soldiers to kneel on one knee one after another, and read "guilty" in unison.

Others eat this set, Zhu Ji's identity is not bad, but he will not be fooled. He removed his hand from his face and began to point at Li Pinghong again. But still without waiting to speak, Li Pinghong made the first move again. He reached forward with his hand, grabbed the other party's two fingers, and then broke it so hard that he only heard the sound of bones, and then heard the painful screams of Zhu Jishu killing pigs resounding through the streets.

The sons and brothers who came with Zhu Jianshu and the servants itched their fists early, and they planned to come up and run away from this blind boy, but now when they saw Zhu Jianji so embarrassed, there was fire in their eyes and rushed up.

But this group of gentlemen forgot that this is Jinling, not Ningchuan. They were powerful and blessed in Ningchuan, but when they went to other people's territory, they came to Jinling City, where the lord of the city was located.

The group of soldiers who patrolled the city also got up in an instant, and they all unsheathed their long knives to confront the crowd.

Li Pinghong was still holding Zhu Ji's fingers, his eyes were contemptuous, looking at the other party's painful expression, but he felt a lot more comfortable. Then he caught a glimpse of the place where the group of gentlemen had been standing. Seeing the picture on the ground, Li Pinghong's teeth couldn't help but gurgle. Then he added eight points to his hand, and there was a sound of bones.

Li Pinghong let go of his hand, and Zhu Zhi's face turned pale and rolled on the ground in pain with his fingers covered. Looking closely, his fingers twisted backwards at a strange angle, and even if he was cured, he could no longer be as flexible as before. Nine peaches

Li Pinghong walked towards this group of gentlemen, and when they saw Zhu Ji's tragic situation, they were all stunned, and they didn't feel that they had made way for Li Pinghong.

Li Pinghong walked to the place where the gentlemen were originally standing, and saw a thin gray cloth curled up in a circle on the ground. Look at him, his clothes are in tatters, and his bare arms are thin and withered. Or they can't eat all year round, and their skinny appearance looks thin and small, and their heads are big and disproportionate.

The child was still curled up on the ground, his hands covering his head. There were cracks on his body, on his head, and at the corners of his mouth, and blood was still flowing. Even the wound had been mixed with dust, sand and gravel, how painful it should be, but even if it hurt, I couldn't hear the child's muffled snort.

This kid is mute?

But even if he is dumb, how can he not even hum?

Li Pinghong's hand pressed on the child's shoulder, and when his hand touched it, the skinny skeleton-like body couldn't help but tremble, and then shrank even tighter. Seeing the child's trembling body, Li Pinghong's anger exploded in an instant.

He got up and walked back, and saw the squirts, either punches or kicks. Although Li Pinghong is not like his brother and the third brother, his martial arts cultivation is profound, but after all, he has also practiced martial arts since childhood, and he has slightly touched the threshold of the two poles. In the face of these gentlemen who are really unlearned and have been hollowed out by wine, they are like punching sandbags, breaking one by one.

Li Pinghong stood in the middle of the crowd, and those servants wanted to step forward and beat this kid violently. But for some reason, this kid who seemed to be just a scribe faintly revealed a murderous aura, which made them shudder, and even their feet were like lead, and they couldn't move an inch.

Li Pinghong took two more steps and snatched a long knife from the hand of a city patrol sergeant. The armor soldier had not let go until their head coughed lightly, and then let go of his hand, allowing Li Pinghong to snatch the knife away.

"If you hit that kid, stand up for yourself!"

The voice resounded, I am afraid that it can reach the gate of the Forbidden City, but Li Pinghong, who is close in his thoughts on weekdays, but seeks to be steady step by step, has no scruples today. After more than a dozen gaps, no one dared to move.

The long knife in Li Pinghong's hand was shining with a cold light, but he threw the knife away, and he threw the knife at the hard-working child who was trembling and hugging his body. Li Pinghong walked up to the kid and said in a low voice, "Pick up the knife." ”

When the boy heard this, he did not stand up, but his body stopped trembling. Li Pinghong didn't care whether the child was happy or not, he probed and grabbed the child directly from the ground. When he saw the child's face, Li Pinghong was stunned, and his mind was blank.

The boy may have been a beggar, his hair was as dirty as withered grass and faintly yellowish, and for this reason, his skeletal body and disproportionate head showed that the child had not eaten for many years. If this is the case, it will not surprise Li Pinghong.

Li Pinghong stared at the child's face, speechless for a long time, what kind of human heart would be so cruel to such a hard-working child?

The kid had a crack in the corner of his mouth, his nose was collapsing and dripping with nosebleeds, one of his eyes was bruised, and the other was swollen to the point of catching up with his little fist.

"Don't be afraid, child, what's your name?"

Hearing the handsome rich boy in front of him smiling and his tone gentle, the hard-working child cried. Even though his eyes hurt more when he was crying at the moment, he still couldn't suppress his emotions from crying. He was not yet ten years old, but he had already experienced so much of the world's ills. All he wanted was to have enough to eat and a warm garment.

For this reason, he competed with wild dogs for food, and was bitten by wild dogs over the legs. He went to steal clothes that people were hanging out and was beaten so that he couldn't move for ten days.

But he is not yet ten years old, and he has not had time to do evil, so he will begin to be punished?

The child's voice trembled, he was not mute, but he could not speak clearly.

"Name, name, I want a name······"

Before the words were finished, he was already crying bitterly. No matter how difficult the days were, no matter how painful the torture of crying, he never cried, but the handsome rich son in front of him was just a question, that smile, that gentle tone, but it seemed to hit this child somewhere hidden in his heart in an instant, and his emotions were like a flood, and it was difficult to suppress them.

At that moment, all the sadness and all the grievances were vented with crying.

But then, the child's crying stopped, and the child froze. The bruised, unswollen eyes widened, and he was held in his arms, by this handsome rich man.

Then I heard that the rich boy was still in that gentle tone, and whispered in his ear: "From now on, your surname is Li, and your name is Qingshan." Li Qingshan, this is your name. ”