There is a kind of scholar

Chapter 327 Yan Dashan asked Su Xian: Little boy, do you know my benefactor?

"what!"

Yan Dashan was annoyed and angry, and was pinned to the ground by the thin Yang Zhilan. No matter how tall and powerful he resisted, it was to no avail, and he could not break away at all.

Thinking that he has been on the battlefield for several years, he has never encountered such a dilemma.

And the other party is still a thin woman...

Wait, woman?
When he thought of the word woman, many bad memories came to Yan Dashan's mind, and he suddenly trembled all over, as if falling into an ice cave.

Women, indeed, are all female devils, all devils!
Well, although the other party is a terrifying female devil, she is indeed capable and her skills are much higher than him. All he needs to do is admit defeat openly.

But who is the pretty boy who jumps out to "praise" him in an old-fashioned way?

At first glance, this person looks like a weak and powerless scholar. He can kill a large area with one finger without any effort, but this scholar actually dares to pretend in front of him?
Yan Dashan couldn't bear this.

"Wu that little boy, shut up, young master!"

Yan Dashan turned his head with great effort and looked at the condescending Su Xian. His slightly dark Chinese character face did not hesitate to "sweep" on the dirty bluestone street. He glared at the copper bell and scolded:

"If you have the guts to let me go, you and I will fight alone. If you, a pretty boy, defeat me, it won't be too late to say these big words."

"..."

Yan Dashan was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was loyal and loyal. However, his many years of military career also exposed him to some bad habits, especially when he was angry.

When Su Xian heard this, he was immediately happy, took two steps back, put one hand behind his back, held his head high, and said with a relaxed expression:

"Okay, I'll be waiting for you here. Come over."

"..."

Su Xian was probably too tired these days. He hadn't seen a smile on his face for a long time due to investigating the case and planning his escape.

Seeing this strong man for the first time today, for some reason, Su Xian always wanted to "trick" him.

No, he had not seen a smile for a long time, but now he was smiling, feeling relaxed and comfortable, and he felt quite comfortable playing a "bully".

"you……"

Yan Dashan was aroused by these words, and as soon as his strong body moved, he was about to get up from the ground and fight Su Xian alone.

However, just an inch away from the bluestone street, his chest was pressed down immediately, and Yang Zhilan, who was kneeling on him, would not let go easily.

He couldn't get up at all.

At this moment, Yan Dashan finally realized that he was being played by that pretty boy.

His slightly tanned face suddenly turned livid. No matter how he said it, he had been a general, and now he was even more of a "mighty prince".

With such an identity, he was teased like this by a pretty boy.

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

"Come here. If you don't come over, it will be considered as your giving up and giving up."

"I'll be waiting for you here. I'll count down to three. If you don't come over and compete with me, you'll lose!"

"one!"

"..."

The more Su Xian played, the more addicted he became.

The strong man's face was ashen, and for some reason, he became happier and happier the more he looked at it.

At this time, the passers-by who were watching also understood.

Everyone burst into laughter.

Some people made a fuss, saying that Dashan was a "coward", a "trash", and so on.

After hearing these words, Yan Dashan felt even more angry.

Although he has some bad habits as a military ruffian, he is loyal by nature and a bit dull. He doesn't know how to refute these ordinary people.

Therefore, he had to be pushed down on the ground and stared, his lips trembling with anger.

"two!"

Su Xian stood there with his head held high and continued counting.

In fact, he has a very easy-going personality and will not take the initiative to bully others. But for some reason today, he was really happy to see this strong man...

"You pretty face, you are so shameless!"

Yan Dashan couldn't get angry with ordinary people, so he yelled at Su Xian.

"three!"

Su Xian remained unmoved and continued counting.

"It's a waste for this heroine to follow you! If I were her, I would definitely teach you, a pretty boy, how to be a good person."

"Then he turned around and left... It would be a huge shame to follow you!"

"If I follow you, I will definitely be killed!"

"..."

"I've counted three times, but you still haven't come over, which means you've taken the initiative to admit defeat!"

Su Xian walked forward with a chuckle, squatted down in front of Yan Dashan, and asked in a suddenly cold voice:
"Tell me honestly, who are you? Why did you come to Yingzhou? Why did you join the thieves in plotting to assassinate me?"

"I……"

Yan Dashan was startled and reacted suddenly.

Yes, from other people's perspective, he is indeed suspected of plotting to assassinate others.

He knew in his heart that this was a misunderstanding, but since the unpleasant words had been spoken just now, he had no choice but to go to the dark side, so he frowned and said:

"If you don't change your name or surname in a certain profession, the gods will say that this is the case!"

"Yanda Mountain?" Su Xian chewed on the name, having never heard of it, and then asked, "Why did you come to Yingzhou?"

"To repay the favor!" Yan Dashan said loudly and openly.

"What kind of favor should I repay? Who should I repay the favor to?" Su Xian asked next.

"To repay the kindness of saving the family, someone's benefactor is named Su Xian! Someone came all the way from the capital of God just to find his benefactor and repay his great kindness."

"..."

"Wait a minute, what was your benefactor's name?"

Su Xian was startled, with a dazed expression on his face.

Yang Zhilan, who was kneeling down on Yan Dashan, also looked up.

The onlookers looked at each other in blank dismay. They were speechless. They glanced at Su Xian who was bewildered, and finally turned their heads to look at Yan Dashan who was still lying on the ground.

The whole street was quiet.

Yan Dashan didn't notice anything unusual. Although he was pushed to the ground, he said respectfully: "My benefactor, his name is Su Xian, and he is the literary official in Princess Lanling's palace!"

"..."

Now everyone can hear clearly.

Su Xian was at a loss for a while, then frowned and asked, "Have you ever met your...benefactor?"

Yan Dashan said: "I have never seen my benefactor's face."

After he finished speaking, he noticed that Su Xian had a different look on his face. His expression moved and he asked tentatively:

"Wu that fair-faced scholar, are you familiar with my benefactor? My benefactor is highly appreciated by Princess Lanling. I advise you to let me go as soon as possible."

"..."

Su Xian stood up slowly, took two steps back, waved to Yang Zhilan and said, "Let him go."

Yang Zhilan didn't respond. She stood up silently and released Yan Dashan's hands that had been clamped for a long time...

Yan Dashan regained his freedom and jumped up. He suspected that the pretty boy was familiar with his benefactor, so he did not dare to make too many mistakes. He only cupped his fists and asked:

"White-faced scholar, do you really know my benefactor? Where is my benefactor? Can you lead me to see him?"

"This is..."

Su Xian hesitated slightly. Although he felt that this strong man did not look like a bad guy, he still had to be on guard against others. Who knew if he was acting in a show?
At this time, anxious shouting suddenly came from the direction of the street:

"stop!"

"My dear nephew, stop it quickly!"

"Don't accidentally hurt the noble!"

"..."

On the quiet street, the sound came very suddenly.

Everyone turned around and saw that the person coming was Tang Ju, the governor of Yingzhou.

Tang Ju was wearing a purple round-collar official robe and a thirteen-piece gold and jade belt around his waist. His face was panicked and his steps were like the wind.

Behind him were a large number of yamen officials, their expressions were frightened, and they were rushing forward in a panic.

(End of this chapter)