The next day.

Evening.

Tsangfu.

Zeng Guofan is no longer the first minister of the past.

They were in the family, they got up too fast and too fast, and the credit for that year was too great.

They are typical masters of high merit.

Back then, the entire Qing court could be said to have been saved by their family.

Most of the current Han celebrities are drawn out by Zeng Guofan.

Therefore, after the real stability is settled, Cixi will definitely not rest assured of the Zeng family, and directly take advantage of Zeng Guoquan's defeat to demote Zeng Guofan to the end.

Of course, although Zeng Guofan has come to an end, his influence is still there.

Zengfu's menzi, although not the prime minister's menzi, is also a doorman with a fairly high status.

Therefore, in many cases, the disciples of the Zeng Mansion look down on many people, even the county commanders, and they can't get into their eyes.

This day, afternoon.

Several disciples of the Zeng Mansion were looking at the gate of the Zeng Mansion and chatting by the way.

At this moment, a young man with two swords on his back walked to the door: "Dare to ask, Zeng Guofan is here." ”

Hearing the words of this sword-eyed young man, several disciples were furious.

"How do you speak, you actually call the old man's name directly. ”

"Is this eating dog gall? ”

Such a rude person should be beaten to death with a stick. Several disciples shouted, in these years, although Zeng Guofan's power has fallen, his status is still quite high, and the current first minister Li Hongzhang is his disciple.

No matter who you are, you have to call him Wen Zhenggong.

"Oh, it's not directly called Zeng Guofan, what should it be called, Zeng shaved his head?" the young man asked curiously.

Once shaved his head, this reputation is even more unpleasant.

This is to describe Zeng Guofan's time in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, he also attacked the common people and kept killing people.

"You kid is looking for death. ”

"First beat him seriously with a stick, and then we caught him and slowly cleaned him up. ”

"This guy just owes a beating. Directly killed. Several disciples discussed together.

Several doormen ran to the side door, took out their sticks, and slammed them down at the young man with sword eyebrows. It's just a bang, and all the sticks are broken.

These men were all stunned, how could it be? They used sticks to whip people, and as a result, it turned out to be like this, their sticks were broken.

The young man with sword eyebrows smiled faintly, picked up a broken stick casually, and broke it into smaller pieces. You must know that the stick is quite thick, about the same thickness as the water and fire stick in the yamen, and the broken stick is quite short, and it is quite difficult to break it with bare hands. Not to mention folding several times in a row.

Then, the young man with sword eyebrows, with a wave of his hand, flew out all the extremely finely folded ones, bang!

These people were directly knocked out, with a bang, and fell to the ground, some fainted, and some did not faint. He shouted, "Come on, come on." Someone came to the door. ”

In Zeng's mansion, there were hundreds of nursing homes, and these hundreds of nursing homes heard the shouting and rushed out. They all have guys in their hands, and it is estimated that they are all summing up, what's the matter, there are such bold people who dare to break into Zeng's mansion to make trouble.

When they came, they only saw a young man with sword eyebrows, but they couldn't help but be stunned.

The sword-eyed young man seemed to be a little tired: "I'm too lazy to kill you." I am known as the Young Heavenly King. Get out of here. ”

The hundreds of nurses were still a little unimpressed when they first heard it, and one of the big men said, "What is the young ...... Young Heavenly King. His expression was suddenly even more ugly than hell.

The expressions of the others were similar, and they all suddenly became surprisingly ugly.

Young Heavenly King!

The young king of the Taiping Army!

What kind of person is that!

That's a demon god who can kill thousands of people at once!

That's a demon god who can't even beat him with a Western musket!

Such a character is simply the most terrifying existence!

Such a man ran to them.

With a snap, someone couldn't hold the weapon, stick, and sword in his hand and fell directly to the ground.

There are also people who have direct weakness in their legs.

"Young Heavenly King, can we get out?" a bold man asked tentatively.

"yes, get out. He Xuan raised his hand.

"Thank you, Young Heavenly King, thank you, Young Heavenly King!" Hey, Zeng Guofan is not bad, there are actually three nursing homes, and in the face of his own pressure, he actually swore to protect him to the death.

"The young king spares his life, it's not that we don't roll, but we are so scared that our legs are weak and we can't walk. The three nurses hurriedly defended themselves: "Spare us, spare us." ”

He Xuan smiled and continued to walk in, halfway through, he kept seeing Yahuan, the little guy was running away, and some of them were like the three nurses, so scared that they didn't dare to move.

When I walked into the main hall, I saw an old man with pale hair, who was making tea, which looked quite plain at first, but if you look closely, you will find that there is a terrifying light on this person's body, grace.

This old man is not simple.

Moreover, looking at his appearance, he is also six or seven points similar to Zeng Guoquan.

The pale-haired old man arched his hands: "Your Excellency is the face of the Young Heavenly King of the Taiping Army?"

"Yes, are you Zeng Guofan?" He Xuan asked.

"It's someone Zeng. The pale-haired old man Zeng Guofan poured another cup of tea and made a drinking gesture at He Xuan.

He Xuan also picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Good tea!"

"Actually, Zeng Guofan, you are quite calm, you know that I am here to kill you. You didn't panic at all. Can you tell us why?"

"I'm over 60 years old now, and there's nothing I can't see when I live to this age. Zeng Guofan smiled faintly: "Besides, where can I escape from this old bone, how can I escape from the young king who is the fastest in the world." Therefore, just don't run away, and before you die, drink your favorite West Lake Longjing. ”

"You can see it. He Xuan smiled faintly.

"yes. At this age, it's not okay if you don't look away. Zeng Guofan took another sip of tea: "For the sake of me dying under the sword of the Young Heavenly King, can the Young Heavenly King answer my three questions." ”

"Three questions? a bit much. He Xuan took a sip of West Lake Longjing, only to feel that the tea tasted light and fragrant, and the entrance was excellent: "Okay, for the sake of this tea, I will answer you three questions." ”

"The first question, the young king, is he really an immortal? People can not be afraid of swords, not afraid of muskets, just like immortals, and can be reborn after death, and they are even more immortals. ”