Speaking of this, Fan Wuji looked at the air in front of him with a sad face, his rough face was full of regret and pain, and his leopard eyes were slightly moist.

Even after a few years, Fan Wuji still remembers the scene at that time, and it is even more difficult to let go of what happened next.

After saying that Fan Wuji killed the horse, his eyes were red and he looked at the Yan disciple, and his body was full of murderous energy.

Just as he was about to go on a killing spree, the prefect with a crooked crown came on a fast horse.

After the prefect dismounted, he first comforted the Yan disciple with kind words, and then pointed at Fan Wuji's nose and scolded sharply: "Fan Wuji, do you want to die? This is the grandson of the Marquis of Yidu County, do you dare to use a knife against him, are you not afraid of harming your family?"

It's just a woman, and there are many in the official's family, so how about giving you one? Don't do wrong things because of the impulse, think about the wives and children at home, don't make mistakes yourself. ”

In the following time, Fan Wuji only felt that his head was empty, and the long knife in his hand was taken away by someone at some point, he only remembered that he woke up in a green building, with a young and beautiful red official in his arms.

Fan Wuji glanced at the woman in his arms a few times, only to feel dizzy and nauseous, his chest and abdomen churned, and he wanted to vomit out his spleen, liver, heart and lungs.

Since that day, Fan Wuji began to hang out in the fireworks venue, and he was drunk every day, without any human appearance.

originally thought that this matter would pass like this, but who would have thought that the murderer would feel that he had lost face because of the death of a horse.

A letter from home goes, and a letter comes.

The book says:

Fan Wuji, the captain of Laizhou Zhichong, was arrogant and lascivious, and did not care for the soldiers, and now he is demoted to the captain of Dengzhou Zhichong Prefecture.

After Fan Wuji received the letter, he only felt that he had been deceived, and rushed to the prefect's yamen in a fit of rage.

What was waiting for Fan Wuji was not the prefect, but the stick of the servant.

After being beaten namelessly, Fan Wuji finally slowly sobered up, knowing that he couldn't fight the Yan family, so he had to leave in embarrassment.

I thought that after returning to Dengzhou, the situation would be better, who would have thought that people would go to tea and cool, Dengzhou Zhichong Mansion is no longer Fan Wuji's refuge, it will only make him suffer more humiliation and embarrassment.

Fan Wuji resigned angrily and took his family to Wendeng County, Dengzhou to settle down.

It is easy to go from thrift to luxury, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

The life of the Fan family was very hard, in order to ensure the food and clothing of his wife and children, Fan Wuji left Henan Province and went to Jiangnan to seek opportunities.

After stumbling and bumping along the way, Fan Wuji went to Suzhou, and finally became a guard in the Ji family.

After listening to this bumpy and tortuous story, Meng Ran couldn't help but feel very sympathetic to the rough man in front of him, and asked softly: "Third Uncle Fan, that Yan clan's disciple is so arrogant and arrogant and has caused trouble in the township, has no one reported it to the imperial court? Has no one entered Beijing to complain? Could it be that the people in the Imperial City Division are all blind and deaf?"

Fan Wuji glanced at Meng Ran, who was a little naïve, and sighed: "The power of the Yan clan is not trivial, outside of the base camp of Qingzhou, it almost includes Dengzhou, Laizhou, Mizhou, Yizhou, Zizhou and other places, the real local princes, who dares to brush their beards?"

Of course, there are people who are not afraid of death, but almost all of them can't get out of these six states and disappear without a trace.

As for the eagle dogs of the Imperial City Division, they naturally wear a pair of pants with these wealthy families, how can they redress the grievances of ordinary people. ”

Meng Ran's expression was solemn for a while, and then he thought of his father Meng Hao's experience, and said in a heavy tone: "Has the rule of the Great Liang been decayed to such an extent?

Meng Ran shut up. Geng Huyuan scolded lightly and said, "Don't talk nonsense, be careful that the wall has ears, we won't be able to eat and walk around when the time comes." ”

Meng Ran smiled apologetically and said in a low voice: "It was I who lost my words, and I will pay attention to it in the future." ”

Just when everyone in the house was chatting, there was a white figure on the roof of the inn, and the owner of the figure was the Suzaku who rushed from Suzhou Wanhualou to Tongli Ancient Town.

Suzaku held an ivory folding fan in his right hand, and knocked on the palm of his left hand again and again, the corners of his mouth curled up in a beautiful arc, and muttered: "What a bold boy, he dares to criticize the rule of the imperial court, he really doesn't know whether he lives or dies, how should I punish it?"

After thinking for a while, Suzaku's eyebrows furrowed, and he laughed softly: "Since you don't like the court so much, then I will go the opposite way and take you under my command to serve the court, anyway, the token was taken by you, and you have no chance to play tricks if you want to." ”

In the end, Suzaku stretched out a big lazy waist, and the curvature of his body was unobstructed in the autumn wind.

At this time, there was an additional figure on the eaves, which was the gloomy Nangong Mausoleum between the eyebrows.

Suzaku glanced at his subordinates, and said in a very unhappy tone: "You are a dog, I will be found by you wherever I go, it's really annoying." ”

Nangong Lingguang smiled lightly, the smile washed away the gloom between his eyebrows a little, and the whole person looked much more cheerful and sunny, and said softly: "If your subordinates don't have this dog nose, I'm afraid they won't be your right-hand man......"

Before Nangong Lingguang could continue to finish speaking, Suzaku had already stretched out his hand to signal him to hold his breath.

The two took a few steps back, stopped away from the street, and quietly looked in the direction of the alley.

I saw that there were a few more figures at the originally empty street, and the target was the inn at the feet of the two of them.

Meng Ran and the three of them chatted for a while, only to feel sleepy, and when they were about to rest, they heard a knock on the door without hurrying.

Fan Wuji frowned and asked in a cold voice, "Who?"

The people outside the door didn't talk, just knocked vigorously.

Fan Wuji had the attitude of annoyed by the person who knocked on the door, picked up the short spear in his hand, and went straight to open the door.

After the door opened, I saw that the person standing in the corridor was the person Fan Wuji knew.

Fan Wuji looked at the person who came and asked, "Didn't I already tell Steward Zheng? I am no longer the guard of your mansion, and I don't want any money this month, why are you still here?"

The person who came didn't pay attention to Fan Wuji, just looked at Meng Ran who was sitting at the table fixedly.

Seeing this, Meng Ran walked to the door and asked, "Dare to ask, but it's someone from the Ji family?"

The person who came hugged his fist at Meng Ran and said: "The contemptible person is the big housekeeper of the Ji family, surnamed Zhang." ”

Meng Ran returned the salute and asked, "I don't know what Steward Zhang came to come to the night?"

Steward Zhang said categorically: "Naturally, there is something important to discuss. ”

"Please. Meng Ran said.

Steward Zhang did not directly say the purpose, but glanced at Fan Wuji and Geng Huyuan.

Meng Ran understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Steward Zhang, these two are my elders, and if you have something to say, you can just say it." ”

Steward Zhang snorted lightly and said, "Won't Gongzi Meng invite me in to sit down?"

Meng Ran put on an apologetic expression, pulled Fan Wuji aside, and let Steward Zhang into the room.

After the four of them sat down again, Steward Zhang looked at Meng Ran and the three of them and said, "Today, Meng Gongzi and my young lady have an agreement, and the agreement is that my young lady will do something for Meng Gongzi, and the purpose of the contemptible people is this." ”

Meng Ran frowned and said: "I haven't thought about what I need Miss Guifu to do, and there are still three days before the agreed deadline, so please ask Steward Zhang to go back to the house and wait." ”

Steward Zhang said flatly: "I don't know if Gongzi Meng wants gold and silver treasures, martial arts cheats, magic weapons, or stunning beauties?"

Meng Ran refused: "No matter what I want, I have to think about it carefully, and ask Steward Zhang to go back first." ”

Steward Zhang touched a nail that was neither soft nor hard, and suddenly became angry, and said coldly: "Young man, in this place of Tongli Ancient Town, no one dares to refuse my proposal, you are the first one, you are really bold, worthy of a newborn calf." ”

said that Meng Ran was a newborn calf, so he himself was naturally the tiger in the roaring mountains and forests.

Meng Ran smiled and said, "I don't have any merits, but I'm a little bolder." ”

Steward Zhang snorted coldly, no longer had the patience to argue with Meng Ran, and said loudly: "Young people, it's better to choose quickly, otherwise, I'm afraid I will have to suffer some hardships." ”

Meng Ran sneered: "What's the matter?

"Fart, how can my Ji family break their word and get fat?" Steward Zhang scolded angrily.

"Since you won't break your word and get fat, why do you come to be this evil guest at night?" Meng Ran pointed out the window and said with a smile: "How many people are hidden outside? Why don't you invite them in? It's late autumn now, and the night dew is cold, don't freeze your body." ”

Steward Zhang sneered, no longer concealing the purpose of his trip, and said very hideously: "No matter who you are, no matter what you want, you have to choose the option I said, otherwise, today next year will be your sacrifice day." ”

Meng Ran smiled and said in a flat tone: "Is this the attitude of the Ji family?

Steward Zhang touched the short beard under his chin and said in a deep voice, "You can try it." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the window was rudely pushed open from the outside.

In a moment, there were two more figures in the room.

Steward Zhang's old god looked at Meng Ran on the ground, and asked slowly, "To choose Meng Gongzi or not?"

Meng Ran pulled out the Chungui knife and slashed directly at Steward Zhang in front of him, without even half a sentence of superfluous nonsense.

Steward Zhang's skills are not bad, and he is still comfortable in a hurry, obviously not subdued by Meng Ran.

Fan Wuji had just picked up the short spear, and before he could stab it, the short spear in his hand had already reached Geng Huyuan's hand.

I didn't see how Geng Huyuan moved, there were already a few more guns in the air, and the sound of breaking the air sounded in the not very spacious room.

The shadow of the gun flashed, bringing up blood flowers.

However, after a dozen breaths, the two subordinates of the Ji family who jumped out of the window and entered the house were already lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

Seeing this scene, Steward Zhang wanted to escape and escape, but was nailed to the wall by the short spear thrown by Geng Huyuan.

So far, three of the people from the Ji family have died.

At this moment, there was a small round of applause outside the window.

Meng Ran's eyes gathered at the window, and they saw a middle-aged man dressed as a Taoist priest standing outside the window, holding a whisk in his hand, and a very ancient face covered with pockmarks.

Mazi Daoist looked at Geng Huyuan seriously a few times, and said in a clear voice: "My friend's marksmanship is unpredictable, and I really admire Poor Dao, but I just killed people for no reason, which is really inappropriate, and Poor Dao should theorize with my friends." ”