Chapter Fifty-Nine: Recruiting Relatives in Competition
At night, Zhao Zhijing sat in his room in the inn, and the stars of the Tianshan Mountains were scarce. At this moment, there was a knock at the door, and then Xiao Er's voice said: "Guest officer, the wine and food you want are here!" Zhao Zhijing stood up and opened the door, and the shopkeeper saw Zhao Zhijing open the door, so he put the wine and food he was carrying on the table and said: "Is there anything else the guest officer has to do, if there is something, just say hello!" Zhao Zhijing listened to his words, and threw out a small ingot of silver, which was regarded as his reward, and Xiao Er walked out of the room with a thousand thanks, and then took the door with him.
Zhao Zhijing sat in the room, poured himself a drink, and from time to time picked up the appetizers on the table and took a bite. Suddenly, he gently put the wine glass that had been raised to his lips on the table and said, "Since you're here, come in!" As soon as Zhao Zhijing's words fell, the closed door was pushed open from the outside.
A figure in a night suit walked into the room quickly, the man closed the door that he pushed open, walked quickly in front of Zhao Zhijing, took off the mask on his head and said, "Subordinate Xiao Qun, see the sect leader!" Zhao Zhijing sat on the table and waved his hand and said, "Have you had dinner? If you haven't already, just eat with me! After listening to Zhao Zhijing's words, Xiao Qun's face showed a little hesitation, Zhao Zhijing looked at it, and said with a slight smile on his face: "Don't be embarrassed, since I asked you to eat, there will be nothing!" After that, Zhao Zhijing beckoned to Xiao Qun.
Xiao Qun saw Zhao Zhijing beckoning, the hesitation on his face receded, as if he had made some decision, and walked towards Zhao Zhijing's table.
The two of them finished eating the dishes Zhao Zhijing ordered, and drank the wine! After the wine and food were full, Zhao Zhijing said, "Say something!" As Zhao Zhijing's words echoed, the smile on his face was put away, and Xiao Qun felt that his sect leader was like a different person.
When the two of them drank together before, the sect leader was like his brother on weekdays, so easy-going, but at this time, he was like a god who controlled people's life and death, and he was majestic.
Xiao Qun couldn't help but think in his heart: "The sect leader is really unfathomable, he can usually call you brothers, as long as he talks about business, he becomes extremely serious, and he really deserves to be the sect leader!" Xiao Qun looked at Zhao Zhijing's eyes with a hint of awe, and then said: "The father and daughter of the Mu family that you asked us to pay attention to before the sect leader will enter the city at noon today, I don't know what the sect leader will command after that!"
Zhao Zhijing listened to Xiao Qun's report, his face did not change in the slightest, but he muttered to himself: "Is it finally here? The descendants of the Yang family will not know how many generations! I am really looking forward to it!" After that, Zhao Zhijing said to Xiao Qun: "Lord Xiao Tan, don't act rashly first, send someone to keep an eye on them first." Xiao Qun replied, "My subordinates know, sect leader, please rest assured." After listening to Xiao Qun's answer, Zhao Zhijing waved his hand, Xiao Qun saluted himself, and walked towards the outside, at this time Zhao Zhijing said: "Let a brother in the sect follow me these days, otherwise it will take some time to find you! Maybe it will delay my plan." Xiao Qun listened and said, "My subordinates know." He left the room.
The next day, the city gate of Beijing, the bustling central capital, was filled with pedestrians coming and going. At this time, a young man dressed in desert characteristics rode into the city on horseback, although his face had the vicissitudes of the desert, but it was not too obvious, the whole person looked like he was not from the desert if it was not for the clothes on his body, because everyone could see that he was a real Han Chinese. In this way, one man and one horse blended into the crowd on the street and disappeared into the sea of people.
At noon, Zhao Zhijing sat in a three-story restaurant. Zhao Zhijing and Xiao Qun sat opposite each other by the window, Xiao Qun stood up and poured a cup of expensive tea for Zhao Zhijing's teacup, and at the same time did not forget to pour a cup for himself.
Zhao Zhijing picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip and said, "I asked you to send a disciple of the sect to follow me last night, but I don't want to be you, the altar master who has a lot of things, to accompany me, the sect leader who has nothing to do, so you don't feel wronged by your talent!" Zhao Zhijing himself let out bursts of laughter.
After listening to Zhao Zhijing's words, Xiao Qun said: "The sect leader said that he laughed, his subordinates were afraid that the disciples sent would annoy the sect leader, so I came by myself!" Zhao Zhijing listened to Xiao Qun's words, and said with a slight smile on his face: "Since you are here, come and watch the show with me!" After that, he turned his eyes to the lively street market downstairs. I saw that the street was not bustling with people, but there was a vacant lot scattered on the lively street. In the open space, a pennant was inserted with red flowers on a white background, embroidered with four golden characters of "competition to recruit relatives", under which the two of them were fighting from their fists to feet, one was a girl in red, and the other was a grown man.
I saw that the girl had a law in every move, obviously her martial arts were not weak, but the big man's martial arts were mediocre. Tear down a few tricks, and the girl in red sells a flaw, revealing the empty plate. The big man was overjoyed, and with a move of "double Jiao out of the hole", he hit the opponent with both fists and hit the opponent's chest. The girl's figure was slightly off, and she immediately slipped away her left arm and swept across the canopy, and the big man was on his back.
The big man couldn't hold back and fell forward, only to fall to the ground, get up, and squeeze into the crowd with a face full of shame. The onlookers cheered. The girl swept her head and retreated under the flagpole. Zhao Zhijing's eyes swept and he saw a familiar figure in the crowd, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "He really came, he is really indispensable in this scene!"
Zhao Zhijing swept his eyes at the girl in the field, and saw that she was seventeen or eighteen years old, although her face was dusty, her eyes were bright and her face was good. The pennant fluttered in the wind, obscuring the girl's face. On the left side of the pennant, there is an iron spear in the ground, and on the right side is two iron halberds.
I saw the girl whispering a few words to a middle-aged man beside her. The man nodded and made a four-way gesture to everyone, and said loudly: "Under the surname, the name is Mu Yi, and the people of Shandong." Passing through your land, one does not seek fame, and the other is not for profit, but only for the little girl, who has not yet been allowed to get her mother-in-law's family.
She once made a wish, not to hope that her husband would be rich and rich, but that she would be a good man in the martial arts group, so she dared to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives. Whoever is under the age of thirty and has not yet married, and can win the little girl's punch and kick, will be married to the little girl. In the next, the father and daughter have experienced seven roads from south to north, only because the famous heroes are married, and the young heroes are rarely willing to take care of them, so they have never been married. ”
Speaking of this, he paused and clenched his fists and said: "Beijing is the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and the masters and chivalrous men must behave absurdly, please bear with me." Zhao Zhijing swept his eyes, this Mu Yi has a thick waist and broad shoulders, very burly, but his back is slightly hunched, his temples are white, his face is wrinkled, and his expression is very sad, wearing a set of coarse cotton jackets, and his clothes and pants are patched with nails. The girl was much brightly dressed.