Chapter 109: Mr. Insulting Speech is Beaten
Before the words fell, I saw an officer wearing armor and a bronze knife hanging from his waist, with an angry face, leading more than 20 sergeants with halberds and knives, and rushed into the lobby outside Liu Yuanwai with a fierce attitude. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info immediately frightened Liu Yuanwai and his wife into a face like earth.
The officer who took the lead looked at the situation in the room, "Who is Liu Song?" he asked in a tough tone.
"I am!" Liu Yuanwai replied tremblingly, "I wonder what the military master is looking for me?" he asked in a low voice.
"Someone reported that they saw Fang Shangshu's son, Fang Zhifeng, and fled to your house this morning!" the officer said domineeringly, "But is there such a thing?"
"No, no, no, no, military master!" the old man said repeatedly, not daring to raise his head, "There is no such thing, military master!"
"Hmph, if we find it later, it will be an even more sin!" said the officer, threatening him.
"Don't dare, don't dare! Liu Yuanwai still lowered his head and said repeatedly.
"What a great anger!" said the fortune teller, standing up, and walking out of the door in a hurry, "I have seen many people, but I have never seen such a rude and barbaric person!"
"Stop, who are you talking about!" the officer shouted at the fortune teller who was walking to the door, "You are so bold that you dare to speak disrespectfully to your face and insult the court officials!"
"What kind of life officer, the dog officer is almost the same!" The fortune teller still went his own way and didn't care about the other party.
Then the officer became angry, and put aside the search, and said to the sergeants who were with him:
"Go, get him for me!"
Unexpectedly, when the fortune teller heard him say this, he quickly threw away the banner and the lottery, and ran away, looking so funny, that the officer immediately pointed to his back, laughed, and said:
"It turned out to be a fake trick!"
But before he could finish speaking, there was a scream of groans outside the door, all of which were the sounds of trying to stop the fortune teller, who was knocked over with his fist, screaming in pain. When the officer heard this, he stopped laughing and became angry, and ran out of the door with great stride, and saw two or three sergeants knocked over by the fortune teller outside the courtyard gate, with a blue nose and swollen face, and a face covered with blood.
Seeing this, the officer immediately commanded:
"Don't let him run, chase after him!"
At this time, there was not a single sergeant left in the hall, so Liu Yuanwai flipped the fortune teller who had just handed over the hexagram to him, and saw that there was such a line written on it:
"Chengnan Liangfen Shop, the best three sisters, everyone praises the taste, tell the Fang family that there are few people, ninety percent are waiting for him!"
When Liu Yuanwai saw it, he was pleasantly surprised, so he said to his wife:
"Madam, you guys are here to watch the wind, I'll go inside and inform Young Master Fang!"
The old lady didn't know why, and Liu Yuanwai didn't have time to elaborate, so she asked:
"Sir, what are you going to do?"
"Turn back, I'll tell you again!" Liu Yuanwai said, walking quickly into the back hall, "Time is pressing." He added.
And Fang Zhifeng was in the home remedies of Liu Yuanwai's house, he heard the sound outside the door, and was thinking that I can't sit still and bring disaster to the Liu family, so I must make a decision immediately and escape over the wall. He was about to push the door out, but suddenly he heard a commotion, and the commotion went out of the courtyard door, so he hesitated again.
At this moment, I suddenly heard Liu Yuanwai knocking on the door and saying:
"Young Master Fang, open the door quickly, I have something important to tell you!"
So, Fang Zhifeng hurriedly opened the door, let Liu Yuanwai into the room, and hurriedly asked:
"Uncle Liu, are the officers and soldiers here?"
"Yes," Liu Yuanwai said with a smile, "but don't worry, fortunately, the fortune teller just now appeared in time, it turns out that he is the one who came to find you." You see, he wrote it clearly on this hexagram. With that, he handed the hexagram to Fang Zhifeng.
But it was dark and he couldn't see clearly, so Liu Yuanwai pulled him behind the door and tried his best to block the light and not let the light shine through the window. Immediately, he took out the fire fold and shook it, and a spark appeared.
Fang Zhifeng took a look at the firelight, and when he saw the words above, he whispered in surprise:
"Yes, Uncle Liu, this ninety percent is my father's entourage, and it is clear that I am going to find him in the "Three Sisters Jelly Shop" in the south of the city!"
"Then don't be ado," said Liu Yuanwai, "just now the officers and soldiers rushed through the door, and the kind fortune teller managed to break it away; If you're not there, you'll come back!"
So, Fang Zhifeng hurriedly said goodbye to Liu Yuanwai, pushed open the window, and went to the courtyard in one direction; then walked along the corner of the house to the courtyard wall, jumped again, jumped on the wall, and then, turned over again, he jumped out of the courtyard wall.
The officer just now was Zheng Bin, the new patrol chief. There was a poor man named Liu Xiaogou in this village, and in order to reward 50,000 yuan, he went to the yamen to report the scene he saw when he passed in front of Liu Yuanwai in the morning!
At this time, Zheng Bin, the commander of the patrol, led the sergeants to chase and fight all the way, but he couldn't win the fortune teller. After chasing them three intersections, and coming to the edge of a small wood, the fortune teller suddenly stopped, turned and stood where he was, watched them catch up, smiled and said coldly:
"You moths who oppress the people, why are you chasing after you so quickly, I don't have any good fruit to eat here!"
Actually, this fortune teller, he is Nan Jian, he has now lured these people out, so there is no need to worry that Fang Zhifeng will not have time to get out! He thought, it is not interesting to entangle with these dog-like sergeants, it is time to take action and let them repay the taste of being beaten.
Seeing that he stopped, Zheng Bin, the patrol chief, also knew that the other party had calmed down and was going to fight with them, so he also drank people:
"Stop, you three go first. He pointed to the three lagging sergeants who had caught up from behind, and said impatiently.
So, the three sergeants, touching the scars on their faces just now, pulled out their sabers angrily and timidly, like children catching dragonflies, and cautiously approached the southern sword step by step.
About three paces away, the three of them were about to swing their swords together, but the other man struck first, and suddenly struck, like lightning, and came forward, crackling and scraping, and hit them one by one dizzy, staggering, and hitting the ground.
"Go back!" Nanjian shouted.
Immediately, several timid sergeants were so frightened that they threw their knives to the ground. Seeing this, Zheng Bin, the patrol chief, was also a little nervous, after all, this person's skills were completely beyond his imagination.
"What are you doing in a daze!" Finally, he shouted to the sergeants, "Give it to me, I can't catch it alive, and I want to die!"
Suddenly, there were more than 20 shiny steel knives, rushing up from all directions, like ducks snatching food, surrounding the southern sword in the heart, cutting and cutting indiscriminately; the consequences were unimaginable, ping-pong, iron-striking was as lively as a beating-pong, and at the same time screaming in all directions. Some were cut in the thigh, some were cut in the arm, some fell to the ground and bled and struggled, but on closer inspection, the fortune teller was not among them!
Nanjian, on the other hand, stood leisurely and contentedly, standing outside the circle and watching with his arms crossed.
At this moment, Zheng Bin, the commander of the patrol and defense, was almost angry, he pulled out the copper knife on his waist, and played a beautiful knife flower all the way with great momentum; finally, he put on a posture of a horizontal knife immediately, looked at Nanjian through gritted teeth and said:
"Stinky Taoist, there's a kind of letting the horse come!"