Do you know: I am Xu Jiazi

Chapter 544 Two Tigers Dragged Away [Thank you! Goodbye! I owe you 40k]

Hearing this,

The yamen runners of Kaifeng Prefecture looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Boss, what is Wulang doing at Beiliao Posthouse?"

The leading yamen runner exhaled and said, "Given this young master's personality, he will definitely not wish to greet the Northern Liao envoy."

"Boss, is everything okay?"

"What could be the problem? Let's go back, drink some hot wine, eat some meat, warm up and go to sleep."

Before I finished speaking,

Before Xu Zaijing and Qingyun left Quyuan Street, a peddler wearing a leather jacket to cover his body and a leather hat put the goods on his shoulders aside.

This cargo pole is quite similar to the one used by Wu Dalang to sell pancakes, with a shoulder pole carried between two shelves.

Judging from the way the peddler was holding the carrying pole, it seemed that he was about to bow to Xu Zaijing and the other man.

at the same time,

Xu Zaijing, who was riding on the little black horse, just glanced at the peddler and took out the spear head from the leather bag next to the stirrup.

Relying on the more than ten-foot-long spear in his hand,
Before the little horse came near,

Xu Zaijing swung the steel spear in his hand towards the peddler.

"Woo!"

The spear in the air made a whistling sound.

Just as Xu Zaijing approached, the peddler's hands on the carrying pole suddenly tightened, and with both hands he gathered strength, he was ready to swing it towards the little black colt's legs!

But at this time, the spear had already hit him on the head.
The peddler also reacted quickly, instantly changing his waving motion to blocking with his carrying pole raised with both hands.

Seeing that the peddler's arm was slightly bent and flexible, he was confident that after blocking Xu Zaijing's spear, he could instantly adjust his posture and strike the horse's leg again!

but.
"Snapped!"

The iron-clad wooden stick, as thick as an adult's wrist, was directly broken by the heavy spear.

"Crack!"

The peddler's clavicle and shoulder blade were instantly deformed and sunken by the heavy blow.

"what!"

The severe pain made the peddler howl.

The fight between spear and stick took place in less than a breath.

Because the spear was too long, the spear blade happened not to be used, so the effect of using the spear shaft was unexpectedly good.

Before the peddler's wailing had ended,
One of the two men standing at the street corner ahead shouted, "Those five or six people, stop right there!"

Xu Zaijing looked forward and saw several people running and turning into Quyuan Street.

They were carrying sticks or hemp ropes on their shoulders, and they looked like working people in the city.

Standing still and looking at Xu Zaijing who was still riding on the horse in the street,

These people were breathing heavily and exhaling white air.
After a while,
Those who reacted quickly realized what had happened and turned around and fled.

The others followed quickly.

But on the way out, he was blocked by the two men who had just shouted.

“A good dog stays out of the way!”

One of the men shouted loudly and waved the stick in his hand.

"drive!"

Qingyun, who was beside Xu Zaijing, tapped the horse's belly lightly, shouted angrily, and chased after him.

Looking down at the man who was slumped beside the shelf with his hands covering his shoulders, Xu Zaijing said nothing. He raised the spear head slightly and thrust it towards the man's knees.

"what!"

The peddler covered his knees with one hand and screamed again.

The scream made the Kaifeng government servants not far behind tremble. After looking at each other in surprise, they hurriedly quickened their pace and ran over.

Come closer,

Looking at Qingyun who was chasing a few people at the street corner, the leading yamen runner waved his hand and said, "Go and help quickly."

The six yamen runners responded and quickened their pace as they ran towards the street entrance.

Xu Zaijing said: "Keep an eye on him and don't let him commit suicide."

"Yes! Goro, I understand."

As he said this, the leading bailiff, who was breathing heavily, swung his scabbard and hit the man in the mouth.

Xu Zaijing took a look and rode his horse towards the street corner.

When Xu Zaijing was far away,

Seeing the miserable condition of the peddler,
A yamen runner panted and said, "Boss, Wu Lang, could he have made a mistake?"

"Are you blind? Which peddler has such a quick reaction? And he uses a long iron-clad stick?"

After saying this, the leading yamen runner looked down at the peddler, whose face was twisted and sweating from the pain in the early winter morning, and said, "I don't know where this thief came from!? He even dares to mess with the Xu family brother!"

The peddler had his shoulder blade broken, and his knee was broken by Xu Zaijing.
The scabbard that had hit his teeth on his face could only lie on the ground, his eyes blank, and he spoke intermittently:
"Didn't the gang say that Xu Wulang was a silver-plated spearhead?"

"All these achievements were given to him by his father, the Marquis."

"Cough cough!"

The peddler coughed and spat out blood and teeth.

"Why...why is it so hissing...so powerful!"

Hearing this,

The surrounding yamen runners all laughed.

A yamen runner said, "You thief, the one who said these things to you is plotting to kill you! Tell us your name, so that we don't have to wonder who is going to die."

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

Yan Shun ran vigorously.

With his heavy breathing,

The cold air in the early morning rushed into the lungs through the mouth and nose, while the air exhaled from the mouth still had residual warmth and turned into white mist in front of the body.

"what!"

"Bah!"

Someone behind him was breathing heavily and shouting, fighting fiercely with the man who was blocking the road.

"what!"

Amid the sounds of sticks and weapons colliding, a terrible cry of pain was heard.

Yan Shun looked back and saw a white feather arrow stuck in his companion's back. He staggered forward two steps and fell to the ground.

see this scene,

Yan Shun hurriedly threw the hemp rope on his shoulder to the ground, ignoring the discomfort in his lungs, and continued to escape.

Speaking of which, Yan Shun had also been extravagant a few years ago. At that time, he was a leader in the Qingfeng military camp with dozens of people under him. He was also a close friend of Hua Rong, the camp officer who looked down on others.

As for why Hua Rong was said to be short-sighted, it was because Yan Shun had repeatedly expressed his desire to marry Hua Rong's sister, but Hua Rong refused to agree.

Not only that, Yan Shun also has a very capable brother who has entered the Prince of Yan's Palace!

When drinking and eating meat, his sworn brother always boasted that he was highly valued by King Yan!

Yan Shun didn't believe it at first, until he disguised himself as a robber and killed people for money, and accidentally offended the manager of Laizhou Gao family. It was only because his sworn brother came forward to mediate that he was not held accountable.

With such a powerful and extravagant brother, Yan Shun naturally tried hard to persuade Hua Rong and wanted to marry his sister.

But the good times did not last long. The evil plot of Prince Yan's Mansion disappeared, and there was no news of his sworn brother since then. The thief Hua Rong made things difficult for him many times.

Fortunately, there is always a way out. He happened to know that a powerful person had his eyes on the position of the town commander of Qingfeng Village, so he put his affairs on Hua Rong.

Unfortunately, although Hua Rong was dismissed from his military post, he did not end up in a state of despair and despair.

Instead, it was heard that he had gone to seek refuge with a very extravagant official in Bian Jing and was going to take up a position elsewhere.

Through this incident, Yan Shun was noticed by a powerful person, and he followed the powerful person to become a Maitreya believer and went to Qizhou.
However, the good times did not last long. For unknown reasons, the Maitreya believers in Qizhou suddenly set fire and killed officials. After the failure of the conspiracy, Yan Shun could only panic and flee Qizhou with his valuables.

After arriving in Beijing, Yan Shun led a carefree life and made the acquaintance of many idlers and scoundrels in Bianjing, as well as strong men and heroes from outside the capital.

But life in Bianjing was leisurely and money was spent like water.

Soon, Yan Shun ran out of money and was introduced to Wuyou Cave in Bian Jing by a good man he knew.

During this period, he made a name for himself as "Jinhu" in Bianjing and Wuyou Cave with his skills.

The day before, news of the reward for killing Wulang of the Yongyi Marquisate began to spread, and the amount of money alone for the injury was staggering.

Yan Shun had also heard of the name Xu Wulang, but for someone who is in the underworld, how could a name not be boasted?
But Yan Shun sincerely admitted that it was the nobles in Bianjing who were bold enough to brag.
"Twelve scouts stand against ten thousand White High Cavalry!?"

You thief!
He wouldn't dare say such things even if he was drunk and bragging!
So Yan teamed up with a few good guys he knew and came to Quyuan Street this morning to scout the area.

The hero walking in front pretending to be a peddler was named Wang Ying. He claimed that he was very good with a stick and once knocked over a galloping horse with one stick in his hometown outside Beijing!

He also said that if he met Xu Wulang and Xu Liulang today, he would let them taste the iron rod in his hand.

But, the result is.
Despite thinking so much, Yan Shun only ran eleven or twelve steps. When he heard the sound of horse hooves behind him, he looked back in panic.

then,

Seeing Xu Zaijing on horseback laying down his lance and Xu's personal followers farther away drawing their bows again, Yan Shun's eyes widened.

In an instant, Yan Shunfuzhi's mind stopped running, and he knelt swiftly on the hard and cold ground, raised his hands and shouted: "Grandpa, spare my life, I surrender!" "Swoosh"

A flash of light passed before Yan Shun's eyes, and then he felt his scalp tighten and chill. It was a long spear blade that pierced through his hair!

After a moment, the messy hair that fell from his head was blown away by the cool breeze brought by the little black horse passing by.

"Sorry"

The horses neighed,
Then the ground beneath Yan Shun's knees began to vibrate slightly.

"Ta-ta-ta-ta."

The sound of horseshoes hitting the ground gradually approached. Yan Shun knelt down and looked at the strong legs of the majestic black horse in front of him, and the bursts of white air coming out of the horse's nose.

"Gudong"

Yan Shun swallowed his saliva, touched his head tremblingly, and then fell to the ground: "Thank you grandpa for not killing me! Thank you grandpa for not killing me!"

"Go and deliver the rope."

Above your head,

A calm voice came.

"Yes! Yes! As you command!"

As he spoke, Yan Shun stood up, trotted a few steps to pick up the hemp rope, and walked towards the people who had been killed, injured and subdued by Qingyun and the imperial city officials.

Xu Zaijing followed Yan Shun to the intersection of Quyuan Street, where the Kaifeng Prefecture's bailiffs had already dragged the peddler over.

Looking at Yan Shun who was handing out the rope to tie someone up, the leading yamen runner bowed and said:

"Wu Lang, this bandit leader with a broken leg is the 'Sex Tiger' who has a great reputation in the underworld recently. I heard that he is very good at using a stick and is good at kidnapping good families and bringing them to Wuyou Cave to rape them."

Xu Zaijing nodded and said, "I will take them to Beiliao Posthouse later. If this guy can survive, I will give him to Kaifeng Prefecture."

The leading yamen runner looked at his companions, then bowed and said, "Yes."

Xu Zaijing glanced at the two Imperial City clerks again and nodded, "Thank you for your hard work!"

The injured and lame Imperial City clerk bowed and said, "It is my duty."

Xu Zaijing nodded, took out his private seal from his bosom and threw it to Qingyun, then said, "Tell Qingcao to move two boxes of silver from my private vault to Brother Zhao."

"Yes, son."

Qingyun responded while holding the private seal, then rode towards the marquis' mansion on horseback.

After the thief was tied up, Qingyun also rode back on horseback.

Subsequently,

A hemp rope with seven or eight dead or injured thieves tied to it was tied to Qingyun's saddle.

Among them, the thief who was hit by a feather arrow was dragged and followed behind Xu Zaijing's horse without even pulling out the arrow.

The blood dripping from the thief's body fell on the streets of Bianjing in winter.

Some of the yamen runners of Kaifeng Prefecture went back to the yamen to report, while others just followed Xu Zaijing and the other man.

It was already 7:30 in the morning when Xu Zaijing rode out of the mansion.

After all the commotion at the street corner, it was already three quarters past noon.

At this time, the sun rose in the east and the sky became bright.

Although there were fewer people passing by on the streets of Bianjing in the winter after the snow than at other times, they were not completely deserted.

Among the passers-by,
Some are peddlers who want to set up stalls to sell New Year pictures and peach charms.
Some were idle servants who delivered freshly baked snacks and fruits to the wealthy families.

Some of them were wealthy men who had been drinking and feasting with courtesans and friends in brothels until dawn and then returned home.
There were also well-dressed women with servants preparing to go into the mansions to do business, or housekeepers and maids going shopping early in the morning.
Of course, there were also soldiers patrolling the shops and ordinary people in Bianjing who emptied their chamber pots and chamber pots.

On the streets of Bianjing, Xu Zaijing and his group naturally attracted a lot of attention.

After all, the wounded man was tied up and screaming, blood was flowing all the way, and there were feather arrows stuck in his body. It was obvious that he was dead at a glance.

Those who were injured and could not keep up were dragged behind the horses regardless of their lives, and the yamen runners from Kaifeng Prefecture followed at the end.

Such a spectacle was rare in Bian Jing, so many people put their own affairs aside and followed Xu Zaijing and his group, either by car or on foot, to watch the fun, and soon there were quite a few people.

Apart from anything else, telling today's events to the 'clients' in the deep house, or telling relatives and friends around the New Year, is guaranteed to amaze people.

At this time,

Suddenly, a well-dressed woman on the side of the road muttered "Amitabha" silently, looked at Xu Zaijing who was in the front, and said:

"Young Master! Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda! Regardless of whether these people owe you money, rent, or have offended you, you should not humiliate them so recklessly!"

"No matter what happens, let the dead rest in peace, and can the living stop bleeding?"

"Whatever they did, they didn't deserve to suffer like this."

As she spoke, the woman pointed at the 'lustful tiger' Wang Ying who was being dragged away and had injured his shoulders and knees.

Looking at the miserable wails and cries of pain from the people behind Qingyunma, some of the passers-by watching around nodded in agreement.

Xu Zaijing tilted his head and exhaled lightly, then slowly stopped and said nothing.

The leading Kaifeng yamen runner on the side bowed and said, "Madam, do you know the nickname of the man you are pointing at? What has he done?"

Hearing the yamen runner's question,
"How would I know what he does?" the woman shook her head.

Some of the onlookers looked at "Sehu" curiously, while others looked at Yan Shun, the only one standing and walking without any injuries, with puzzled eyes.

The leading yamen runner walked slowly and bowed to the people around him, saying, "Does anyone recognize him?"

In the crowd, a eunuch accompanying the carriage asked in confusion: "This man standing here looks like Mr. Yan San, nicknamed 'Jinhu'."

Yan Shun, who was tied with hemp rope, lowered his head.

"Yes, that's him."

"This is Wang Ying, the 'Curly-haired Tiger' who has recently become famous among the villains and thieves. Oh, and he also has a more famous nickname, 'Sexy Tiger'."

The yamen runner finished speaking.

"hiss!"

Someone took a breath of cold air.

The common people, wealthy families, servants and maids who were watching the scene all began to whisper and inquire about the matter.

Hearing the words around her, such as "rape and plunder and commit all kinds of evil", "specifically looking for good families to abuse every day", and "having a strange taste and eating people's internal organs", the woman who had just tried to dissuade them was so scared that she took several steps back and almost fell down.

"Captain, you said this guy is a pervert. He has a jujube wood stick wrapped in iron, which he used to beat all opponents in Bianjing. Several well-known strong men in the underworld have suffered losses from him. Where is the jujube wood stick?"

someone in the crowd shouted.

The yamen runner smiled, holding the unsheathed sword in both hands, and said with a bow, "The stick is here."

As he said this, he pointed to the two broken wooden sticks tied to Sehu's legs.

Seeing that Yan Shun still had some loyalty, he used the broken stick to help Wang Ying fix his injured leg.

"It's him!"

"it's him!"

"It's this evil thief!"

Someone in the crowd who recognized him shouted,
Subsequently,

A frozen snowball flew out from the crowd and hit the body next to Wang Ying.

"gone."

Xu Zaijing moved his legs slightly, and the little black colt continued to move forward.

Every day when going to school, Xu Zaijing left home very early. If someone didn't know him, he would ask passers-by and yamen runners about him.

along the way,

From time to time, Xu Zaijing's idle servants were seen, who would turn around and leave, their whereabouts unknown.

Panlou Main Street,

In the elegant room of Qiyun Tower,

A quick knock on the door sounded,

"My son, my son?"

The sound of a servant fishing on a cart was heard at the door.

On the bed in the private room, Liang Han, who was hugging a girl, called out in a daze, "Come in!"

After the door opened,
The servant Diaoche walked quickly to the bed and said, "Sir, a vagrant just came to tell me that he saw Jing'er on the street."

"I saw it, Jing'er is not a girl, so he will go out naturally. Did you give him the reward?"

Liang Han said without opening his eyes.

"Yes! But sir, I heard that Jing was riding a horse with seven or eight well-known thieves and villains in Bianjing dragging behind him! I heard that those thieves and villains were either dead or injured."

"what?"

Liang Han sat up suddenly, causing the courtesan on the bed to shyly pull the quilt to cover her body.

"Come on, let's go check it out!"

While Liang Han was getting dressed, he asked, "Did you find out where Jing-ge-er was going?"

The courtesan quickly put on an inner garment and helped Liang Han put on his clothes.

Diao Che thought for a moment, then lowered his head and said, "It seems like we are going to Bei Liao Posthouse."

Liang Han stood up from the bed and said, "The envoy from Northern Liao who came to pay New Year's greetings to Your Majesty has only been here for three days, right?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Hurry, hurry, hurry, I have to go and see! It's so lively!"

(End of this chapter)