The little marquis, Zhao Yao, really looked down on this young man.

In this world, the one who wears the sword must be a chivalrous and righteous man? The one who holds the pen must be a scholar and a writer? It is true that a young man carries a sword on his back, but he can't even solve the problem of his own warm clothes and food, so how can he have any energy to be that chivalrous and righteous man?

Going to the Hou Ye's Mansion is nothing more than earning a few taels of silver, and settling the tables, chairs, benches and food money owed before is enough, he has done his duty, as for whether the little Hou Ye learns or not, he can't manage it, and he doesn't dare to manage it, and it is good to settle the salary at the end of the month.

Zhao Yao still led a group of servants to harm the township, and Hu Cong didn't know when there was a young man with a sword, and he never smiled.

When Zhao Yao fell in love with a yellow flower girl, and then moved the dry and thin body that was about to be squeezed dry, and the hungry tiger pounced on it, often the young man leaned against the door, holding the sword in front of him, listening to the heart-rending screams in the room, his face was numb and ruthless.

In these women's families, there are often parents and elder brothers present, who are a little impatient, and dare to rush up to find Zhao Yao desperately, but unfortunately they were pressed to the ground before they got close, and they were inevitably beaten, and if they were weak, they could only watch their daughters and sisters being ruined.

The young man was very quiet, because he knew very well that Zhao Yao was not specifically aimed at him? As long as he was present, Zhao Yao would roar louder and louder, and he would force the poor woman to scream loudly, listening to the unbearable voice, and Zhao Yao's words that were deliberately sent out for him to hear: "Cry to Lao Tzu, there is a hero outside, the worse you scream, maybe he will rush in to save you." ”

The young man did not have such compassion.

Even the parents and brothers of these women were indifferent, he had nothing to do with these women, so why bother to stand up for them. Besides, won't this little marquis throw away a silver ingot when he finishes his work? One ingot of silver is enough to buy as many tables, chairs, benches, and meals as he eats.

Zhao Yao also wondered, this damn hero is not as chivalrous as rumored, on the contrary, unconsciously Zhao Yao feels that this young man is a little pleasing to the eye, or will he find a girl to satisfy his hunger one day, so that he will follow him so desperately?

The young man received the first salary, there were more than a dozen taels of silver, the young man with the silver was not surprised, just put it in his pocket, and then went to the street to pay off the debt, but all the shopkeepers who were split by him over the table and chair, without exception got the compensation silver, those who originally scolded the young people were bloody, for some reason suddenly changed their tone, some said that the young man was rich and noble at a glance, some said that he knew that he could fly Huang Tengda, and said that he did not know Mount Tai, in short, the young man entered the Hou Ye's mansion, this identity, and the boat rose with the tide.

This young man's name is Niu Wei, and he is just like his surname, wooden like a cow, no matter how you praise your good words, you can't jump out of a fart.

It's a pity that the wind direction hasn't changed for a long time, and the praise hasn't been heard for a few days, and another swarm has become a big scold for him, from the eighteenth generation of ancestors to the cut off children and grandchildren, how to scold how to come, just because Niu Wei did a big thing, and the whole Yongzhou was stabbed into a big event.

On this day, the little Hou Ye still swaggered out of the Hou Mansion, behind him was still the group of servants and young men with swords, when he walked to the noon gate, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a pair of grandchildren, the old man's clothes were in tatters, and he didn't know how many layers he had to sew and repair, and he saw that the old eyes were about to go into the ground, and the granddaughter could be better, at least the clothes were clean, and she lowered her head and fiddled with the wild vegetables that had just been dug up to sell.

Zhao Yao has always scoffed at these poor people, and he didn't even bother to take care of them, but when the little girl raised her head and met Zhao Yao's eyes, suddenly, the evil fire in Zhao Yao's heart was hooked up all of a sudden.

The girl in front of her, who is about thirteen or fourteen years old, is not beautiful, but extremely smart, especially those eyes are like the finishing touch in ordinary calligraphy and painting, so that Zhao Yao can't move his steps.

Zhao Yao licked his lips, he was used to eating the fat buttocks and round waist, and suddenly saw such a lovely person, it was really uncontrollable.

Zhao Yao gradually approached the girl, and the people who were also selling stalls around her couldn't help but start to flee, but this pair of grandchildren probably hadn't heard of this notorious little marquis, or they didn't recognize who the person in front of them was, but they just stared at a group of people who came with a little confusion, and they didn't know what to do.

"Yo, little lady, how many silver taels is this dish worth?" Zhao Yao picked up a strange wild vegetable that he had never eaten before, and said with a lewd smile.

The little girl was really innocent, thinking that the person in front of her was just going to buy her food, so she showed a sweet smile: "Ten cents for a catty." ”

Zhao Yao made a weird 'oops', took out a tael of silver from his arms and spread it in his hand: "It's a pity that I don't have the copper plate of ten cents, how can this be good?"

The old man has lived for most of his life, and there is not much ink in his stomach, but the people are more transparent than anyone else, and when he saw that the gorgeously dressed boy in front of him had a bad face, the old man trembled and pulled his granddaughter behind him, and said in a dumb voice: "Son, your silver is too big, and the little old man can't find it!"

"Can't find it? don't worry, your granddaughter is still quite smart, or I will add a tael of silver if I buy it with someone and vegetables." ”

The old man's cloudy eyes didn't know why, but suddenly they were much brighter, and then he stared directly at the man in front of him, and said in a trembling voice: "Childe, this is unacceptable, my granddaughter is still young, and she doesn't understand anything!"

"It's best if you don't understand.,It's interesting to train like this.,If you get it, it's a charming stunner.,My son is not interested.。 Zhao Yao smiled lewdly, reached out and took out another ingot of silver from his pocket, and then threw it on the ground with a bang, and made a gesture in his hand to drag the little girl out.

The little girl finally understood that the smiling guy in front of her was not a solid person to buy vegetables, looking at the hands stretched out towards her, she quickly shrank behind her grandfather, this dodge action, completely pulled out the desire to conquer in Zhao Yao's heart, Zhao Yao strode forward, and was about to pull the little girl out from behind the old man, at this moment, the old man didn't know where the strength came from, he actually stretched out his hand suddenly, and then hugged Zhao Yao's arm and shouted at the little girl: "Why are you still stunned, run!"

Zhao Yao was stunned for a moment, and then he was furious, he shook it twice, and the old man who seemed to be about to enter the ground was not thrown off, Zhao Yao simply raised his foot and kicked the old man in the abdomen, and the old man rolled his eyes.

The woman who was about to run stopped abruptly, and without thinking about it, a few people immediately surrounded her, completely blocking the way to escape. The egg hurts

"Grandpa..."The woman cried and threw herself at the old man, just touching the old man's body, she felt her scalp tight, and then a burst of heart-piercing pain came, Zhao Yao smiled and pulled the woman's hair, slowly lifted it from the ground, and then stared at the green face that was already full of tears like rewarding his own prey.

"Tut-tut, it's really a water spirit, a wild girl in the countryside, she can grow so moisturized, but I don't know if she can withstand three or two impacts on the bed?"

"Brute, fight with you!" The old man, who was originally stunned by a kick, suddenly woke up, and then grabbed Zhao Yao's arm violently and bit it hard with his few remaining teeth.

Zhao Yao let out a heart-rending scream, and then his eyes turned red, and he completely lost patience with the pair of grandchildren in front of him, he clenched his fist with one hand, and punched the old man in the abdomen several times, until the old man's mouth continued to ooze black blood, I don't know if it was the old man's, or bit it out of Zhao Yao's arm.

Zhao Yao went crazy, and his fists kept falling on the old man, until the old man's body collapsed from his arm, slid to the ground, and blood foamed from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, Zhao Yao's face was hideous, grabbed the woman's hair, let her cry hoarsely, and wanted to throw herself into the arms of the old man who was already dead, Zhao Yao was indifferent, he yelled at a middle-aged man who was already stupid next to him: "Hurry up and make a bed for Lao Tzu to come out, otherwise Lao Tzu will not vent his anger today, and he will have to kill a few cheap lives to relieve his anger." ”

"Alas, alas..." The man hurriedly ran into the room, and then Zhao Yao dragged the woman's hair and walked towards the door like a dog.

Throughout the noon, there was no sound except for the woman's hoarse cry.

Everyone just stared at it in amazement, even if they knew what kind of insult the woman would suffer next, no one dared to stand up and say anything.

The woman was dragged all the way to the door, and at the last moment she clung to the door frame, and then looked at the young man with a sword in the center of the field who had been expressionless, and the two pairs of eyes really looked at each other for the first time.

The eyes, big, round, watery, clean and thorough.

I've never seen such beautiful eyes!

What was that look like, begging him for help?

Also, in this place, he is the only one who wears a sword, and if he wants to save it, it seems that he is the only one.

The young man thought for a moment, and then walked towards the door, everyone was stunned, including Zhao Yao and his group of followers.

Zhao Yao looked coldly at this guy who had been following him like a piece of wood, and actually stopped what he was doing, and looked with great interest at what the approaching young man was going to do.

Unfortunately not.

The young man walked to the door, then turned, leaned his back against the door, clutched his sword to his chest, looked at the ground, and then stopped moving.

"Hahaha! When Lao Tzu is finished, throw her to you! It is considered to be Lao Tzu's reward for you, follow the corner of the wall every day, and it is estimated that the fire is also very big!"

The young man didn't speak, just stared blankly at the ground.

Listen to the sound of tearing strips of cloth in the room and the woman's crying for help.

For the first time, the young man held the sword in his hand so tightly that his fingernails were about to sink into the hilt of the wood, and he did not dare to look up, as if all eyes were on his head, and he could not look up.

Then he remembered the little girl's eyes, which were so beautiful, and it would be a pity if they were ruined like this!

The young man suddenly raised his head, his eyes were closed, and then he took a deep breath, and his whole body flashed, and he disappeared from the door, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to the door again, and there was a scream like Zhao Yao killing a pig from the house.

The young man Huo Ran opened his eyes and stared at the few Zhao Yao servants who had not yet come back to their senses, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and there was a line of bright red blood on it, so everyone in this noon gate saw this young Niu Wei, who had been downtrodden in Yongzhou for many years and had never seen him make a move, and slashed out with a sword.

When Zhao Yao staggered out of the room, his lower body was red, this little marquis who was known for his obscenity, and finally ended up being killed by someone with a sword-root, Zhao Yao gritted his teeth and his face was pale, not angry, it hurt, he looked at the corpse on the ground, and was extremely disheartened for a while, and then looked at the young man who was once regarded as a hero, Zhao Yao didn't even dare to breathe loudly, and then ran out of the room with a ragged woman crying, slamming the little marquis to the ground, and fainted in pain.

The little girl ran to the old man's already cold corpse, but she didn't know what to do, but her face was dazed and miserable.

The young Niu Wei strode towards the outside of the noon gate, and until he was about to walk out of the crowd, he didn't look back, but said in a flat tone: "If you don't want to die, follow me!"