In the west of Hongdu City, there is a mountain villa about ten miles away from Tengwang Pavilion, and the village is called Niujiazhuang. Niu Kan, the owner of the village, is a well-known bully, and this Niu Kan also knew some words when he was a teenager, and he also learned some martial arts. In addition, there is a cousin who works as an errand in the military department of the capital, so everyone in Hongdu City respectfully calls him Master Niu.

Mr. Niu just started to do some secret business, until after making a fortune, he also built this Niu Jiazhuang to accommodate those gangsters who wandered around the streets all day long and had nothing to do to act as thugs in the village. Since then, Niujiazhuang has been competing openly and secretly, lending usury everywhere, and finally supporting a huge family business.

Master Niu has been childless under his knees, and he has another son in middle age, named Niu Er. This Niu Er has the style of a father, even more domineering than his father, bullying and dominating the market all day long, and everyone hates it. The official family is also subject to the Niu family's silver taels, plus the cousin who is on an errand in the military department, so he often turns a blind eye to the Niu family's affairs.

On this day, Niu Er was beaten with a blue nose and swollen face, and led a group of bastards home, following an old man unhurriedly in the distance. Niu Er thought in his heart: "When you arrive at my Niujiazhuang, but you will suffer, I will not repay this shame and swear not to be a person." But on the surface, he respectfully welcomed the old man back.

As soon as he entered the gate of Niujiazhuang, Niu Er gave the left and right a face, and when he saw the miserable situation of the young master, he instantly understood that the young master was being bullied outside. Therefore, Niu Er's eyes, they could quickly understand, so they quickly closed the door of the village, and at the same time pulled out a steel knife from each person beside him.

A group of people surrounded the old man, and Niu Ercai shouted at the top of his voice: "Your brother is an old thing, and you dare to come to the door with the master, if the master is not powerful, will you be a sick tiger when the master? At the same time, he was worried that the old man was too powerful, so he summoned more than a dozen men with steel knives to surround the old man, and the water was impassable.

The old man didn't panic, he just sneered: "Niu Er, Niu Er, it seems that you really don't know how to write the word dead." ”

When Niu Er heard this, how could he still bear it? There was a wild scream, and he roared that everyone wanted to chop the old man into pulp. The old man is also very good, rushing left and right, pointing east and west, every time it seems to be dangerous, he can turn danger into danger and hit one or two people at the same time.

Niu Er saw that the situation was not good, only to find out that the old man was a practitioner, and hurriedly sent someone out of the back door to report to the housekeeper. Sure enough, before the half-pillar incense had arrived, the old man knocked dozens of people to the ground, but he stood on the spot without blushing and panting, and did not move.

Not long after, the Hongcheng County Commander of Hongdu Prefecture rushed into Niujiazhuang with dozens of suppressors and soldiers, and surrounded the old man again. Niu Er was about to say something wild, the old man snorted coldly, and he jumped in front of the county order, and at the same time took out something from his arms and shook it in front of the county order, saying, "Lord Wu, do you really want to go through this troubled water?"

Although the thing was only in front of Lord Wu for a while, but it was real, Lord Wu was suddenly frightened and trembled like chaff, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing: "The lower official has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and I still hope that the upper official will be punished, I don't know that the upper official is here, and the lower official has lost the distance, please atone for your sins." The upper officials have orders, and the lower officials have no disobedience. ”

Before Niu Er could speak wildly, the old man turned his head to look at Niu Er, his eyes seemed to shoot out the majesty of essence, and he immediately forcibly suppressed Niu Er's momentum, not daring to say anything more.

The old man helped Master Wu up with a pleasant face and said, "What is wrong with Lord Wu, the old man is not here for official business, but just wants to ask Lord Wu to make a decision." The young master of the old man's family wants to live in Hongdu for a period of time, and he will take this Niujiazhuang as a place to stay, and ask Lord Wu to drive away the idle people. ”

Lord Wu hurriedly received the order, led the officials and soldiers to escort all the old and young of Niujiazhuang to the firewood room and backyard, and strictly ordered that no one should take half a step without an order, otherwise the head would fall to the ground, and no one could protect it.

"Brother Zhen, when are we going to Yuanzhou? "For a few days, Xi Zhen and Pei Feng walked around Hongdu City, eating delicious and fun food and having fun. Although they were all very happy, Pei Feng knew that Xi Zhen had always been thinking about Yuan Zhou in his heart.

Xi Zhen was holding two folding fans in one hand and wrapped fried chestnuts with sugar in the other, and he just looked at Pei Feng who was walking on the street with him. It's too imageless, but what can it be? Men's clothing can change a girl's appearance, but it can't change a girl's heart!

Pei Feng was holding two strings of sugar gourds in his left hand, and a hemp flower in his right hand, his mouth was so full that he was about to chew it, and he still asked vaguely: "Brother Zhen, you are talking, when are we going over there!"

Xi Zhen smiled bitterly, shook his head and said: "You should know that there are not so many delicious foods in Yuanzhou, and I heard that there is a temple fair here for two days, and it is said that there are a lot of fun things and a lot of delicious things." Then you can tell me, when are we going to Yuanzhou?"

Pei Feng stopped, even the chewing in his mouth stopped, he looked at Xi Zhen in a daze, and blinked his eyes for a long time and tried to swallow the food and said: "Actually, I don't think there's anything wrong with playing here for a few more days, it's not that the delicious food attracts me, I just think the temple fair must be very interesting, don't you say?"

Xi Zhen teased: "Senior brother would definitely be very happy if he knew that you missed him so much, and I miss him a lot, as well as Lao He." I think we should go over sooner and be with them, and everyone will be happier and more lively together, right?"

Pei Feng thought hard for a long time and said: "Yes, yes, what you said is not wrong, but I just think, hey, I still want to play the temple fair, can you accompany me?"

"Okay, how about we go over after the temple fair?"

Looking at Pei Feng's cheerful pace, Xi Zhen felt bursts of happiness in his heart. The ancients were hidden in the wilderness, hidden in the city, and hidden in the court. Isn't this the ordinary life he has always longed for?

The temple fair came as scheduled, and for the annual harvest and to pray for the success of the coming year, the villagers of Sili and Eight Townships gathered together. Some of them wore strange masks and danced to ward off the plague and diseases, while others danced with long lanterns and dragons, indicating prosperity and peace in the world.

The Shengjin Pagoda is the core of the temple fair, and the radius here has long been overcrowded and crowded. The shouting and selling voices came and went, and there was a scene of commotion. There are still many jugglers under the tower, who are doing their best tricks in order to get more rewards.

The fragrance of all kinds of special snacks permeates the radius of several miles, and drifts far away with the blowing of the golden wind. The children are holding their favorite candies or favorite small objects in their hands, and their faces are full of happy smiles under the guidance of adults.

At the temple fair, all kinds of craftsmen are busy, there are clay figures, there are sugar paintings, there are singing, there are all kinds of people, they are constantly showing their unique skills, because they all know that after the busy past few days, the life of the family after the autumn harvest will be more wonderful and nourishing.

The shouts of the stalls on the spot are also higher and higher, some sell rouge gouache, some sell all kinds of decorations, and there are all kinds of daily necessities.

Pei Feng likes such a lively scene very much, she is like a child who has just come out of the mountains, and she is very curious about things in the city. She looked at this stall for a while, asked in front of that stall for a while, turned her head and ran to the place where the show was performing. Xi Zhen followed closely behind, in addition to helping to pay, he also carried large bags of things part-time. Pei Feng's spirit seems to be very good, as if he is not tired of being tired. Only Xi Zhen, who was sweating profusely and panting and squeezed into the crowd, because he knew that if he was not careful, Pei Feng would be drowned in the crowd.

After tossing for a long time, everyone was finally tired, and Pei Fengcai reluctantly walked into a teahouse to rest under Xi Zhen's pull.

The teahouse is full of people who are resting to catch the temple fair, and Xiao Er is like a guide shuttling between the tables, constantly refilling the guests with water, tea, melons and fruit snacks. In the corner of the teahouse, a storyteller told the story of Yue Fei with a lotus tongue like a pearl. The audience also listened attentively, and the highlights did not forget to applaud and reward.

There was a crack, and the listeners quarreled, and it turned out that Grandpa Yue was ordered to fall into the Storm Pavilion on trumped-up charges. Although the listeners knew that this was the truth, they still couldn't stand it, and they all blamed the storyteller's mouth, and they all blamed the storyteller for not saying that Grandpa Yue was dead. There are even some people who are agitated by the crowd, who can't hold back their anger and pour tea on the storyteller, so frightened that the storyteller hides behind the table and keeps begging for mercy.

At this time, a slightly chubby young man rushed in front of the storytelling desk and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, Grandpa Yue was not killed by Qin Hui, nor was it something that they could kill, Grandpa Yue was killed by the old man of the Zhao family." Everyone, please listen to me, Grandpa Yue is a prince and holds military power, how can Qin Hui and his ilk be able to kill him? But please think about it, if Grandpa Yue really smashes the Yellow Dragon and welcomes back the Second Emperor of Qinhui, then where should Zhao Gou go?"

Everyone was silent, and the young man said: "In the world of Zhao and Song, there are very few generals who can fight well. Moreover, Miao Liu's mutiny completely crushed Zhao Gou's suspicion of military generals, and the Yue family army had 100,000 soldiers, so why didn't Zhao Gou guard against it?"

The young man spoke loudly and methodically, and the spectators also looked at each other, Xi Zhen looked at it, isn't this Gao Ji?