Back to Datang with weapons

Chapter 334 The Porter of Other People's Money
Seeing that three men who were not short got out of the car and walked towards them, and two of them looked very strong, and each held a long sword in their hands. Their steps were steady and their expressions were serious. They were obviously Lianjia Son!

Song Tiezhu frowned, he wished he could go up and beat up Hao Shirong, who told him just now that they were easy to deal with, until he couldn't take care of himself: You are a motherfucker...

Others also noticed that something was wrong, and the short man said to him: "Brother, it seems something is wrong..."

Song Tiezhu didn't even bother to answer, he wasn't blind, how could he not see it?

He clenched the big knife in his hand, and after thinking about it, he still let go. Fighting with ordinary people might have a chance of winning with brute force, but fighting with Lian Jiazi—they are terrible together...

"Look at my face for a while, and play by ear!"

Song Tiezhu said in a deep voice.

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When Zhang Twelve saw the masked men in front of him, he held his chin in a daze. After thinking for a while, he finally came to his senses and said happily, "Wow! Why are you guys again?"

Song Tiezhu wanted to cry, and he really wanted to reply: Brother, why is it you again?
Song Tiezhu and the others used to be local ruffians, but they had never done banditry to block roads and rob money. The last time was also the first time they took money from others to become bandits. Later, their actions were defeated by the appearance of Lu Weirui. , was quite hit afterwards, and it was a bad start...

After they went back, they didn't do bandit business anymore, so they didn't have any income. It wasn't for living. They had to come out this time, but they didn't expect to encounter this evil star again?

Looking at Song Tiezhu's embarrassed eyes, Zhang Twelve asked with a smile, "Is it still a robbery?"

Song Tiezhu shook his head without even thinking about it.

He is not stupid, he can clearly see that the three people on the opposite side are not afraid of them, and the posture of the two people holding their swords next to them is unusual!If there is a real fight, the unlucky one must be myself...

"Your business is doing very well! You even used the carriage for the road robbery, how much robbery is this?"

Zhang Twelve asked curiously, and walked towards the carriage while talking, wanting to see the equipment of these "modern" bandits.

"Master Hui, this is not our carriage, it was just robbed by us..."

Song Tiezhu said with some embarrassment.

"Just robbed?"

Zhang Twelve looked at the decoration of this carriage. It was much better than ordinary carriages. The owner of this carriage must not be short of money. Good guy, it’s not enough to rob one, but do you want to rob it again?
"You guys have a big appetite now, isn't one car enough for you?"

Although he said this with a smile, Zhang Twelve's eyes were not friendly.

Song Tiezhu broke out in cold sweat, and said at a loss, "My lord, you misunderstood us. We planned to leave—it was the man who told us that he knew you and that you were rich. Let us rob you!"

"Oh?"

After hearing this, Zhang Twelve became interested. Who on earth loves him so much?

When he turned to the front of the carriage and saw Hao Shirong kneeling on the ground, the expression on his face was wonderful.

Ha ha, no wonder...

"Young master, do you know this man?"

Song Tiezhu asked cautiously, if it was really his old acquaintance, he might return without success today, and he was a little worried...

"This person—I don't know him! He looks so wretched, he doesn't look like a good thing at first sight, bah!"

Since you want to harm me, I will make you look good!As he spoke, he spat at Hao Shirong.

"Zhang Yi, you are working hand in hand with bandits, wait until I go to Jingzhou, see if I don't join you!"

When a person is unlucky, if he can see that the person he hates is also unlucky, his mood will be much better. That's why Hao Shirong let Song Tiezhu and the others rob Zhang Twelve. If he is robbed, his mood will definitely be very good... …

But he didn't see that scene. Instead, he heard Zhang Twelve chatting with Song Tiezhu behind the car like an old friend. He felt a burst of indignation, and at the same time cursed secretly: So they were in the same group, and it turned out that the bandits he sent to kill him robbed...

When he saw that Zhang Twelve was still pretending not to know him with an innocent face, he was completely angry and yelled out.

"Who are you talking about bandits? Who are you talking about bandits? They are just porters of other people's belongings. Why should they be called bandits?—Are you right?"

Zhang Twelve corrected Hao Shirong with a dissatisfied face, and asked Song Tiezhu and them at the same time.

"Yes, yes, yes! The young master is worthy of being a scholar, and he can even think of such an elegant statement, which is really admirable!"

Song Tiezhu had already figured it out in his heart, and they would be called "porters of other people's belongings" in the future. It's really high-end and classy!

"Hey, it's been delayed for half an hour, we'd better hurry up and hurry—you guys continue to carry!"

As he spoke, he waved to Song Tiezhu, and led the two coachmen towards the carriage.

"Zhang Yi, you have colluded with these bandits. When I return to Jingzhou, I will not spare you. Just wait-ah! It hurts... woo..."

Seeing Zhang Twelve leave, Hao Shirong was furious and wanted to stand up and chase him, but he was kicked to the ground by the short man in disgust just half way up, and he made a dog-eating gesture, his mouth was full of mud, he was very embarrassed...

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When the coachman drove the carriage past Song Tiezhu, Song Tiezhu hurriedly said with a smile, "Sir, go slowly!"

Zhang Twelve nodded, and didn't say much, because he knew that even if he didn't say anything, this Hao Shirong would inevitably suffer from flesh and blood. Who made him owe it?

In the carriage, Chen Qiaoxi looked at Zhang Twelve suspiciously, and finally asked, "Why do you even know bandits? Besides, they seem to treat you pretty well..."

Hearing this question, even the coachman who was driving outside the carriage pricked up his ears. They were really curious, why did the bandit see the young man so attentive?It seems that they really know each other!

Could it be that the young master was a bandit before returning to Jingzhou?

Hmm...it's possible...otherwise, why fight so fiercely...

"Well--of course I don't know each other! But they robbed me once before, so it's not like I'm familiar with each other once. After many robbings, I will naturally know each other, hehe..."

"........."

After hearing his words, everyone was speechless for a while...

Zhang Twelve left, and Hao Shirong, who was lying on the ground, felt very sad, because the masked men treated him very badly. During Hao Shirong's wailing and howling and the screams of the seductive women, he was already covered in injuries. Hao Shirong with a swollen face was beaten up again by Song Tiezhu and the others...

After the beating, he took the bank notes and gold and silver jewelry and walked away.

Hao Shirong, who was already swollen like a pig's head, now became a pig's head completely. It took a lot of effort for the coachman and the coquettish woman to carry him into the carriage and leave slowly...

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Wu State, Yingdu.

Inside the palace, the atmosphere was a little depressing.

"What? Lost? How did you lose?"

On the Golden Luan Hall, a middle-aged man with a short stature but extremely sharp eyes shouted in surprise, wearing a golden robe, he was the Emperor of Wu!
In the main hall, there are hundreds of civil and military officials standing, and at the head of the hundred officials are a man and a woman. They are Wu Yingqiu, the third prince of Wu Kingdom, and Lu Weirui, a chivalrous woman, who just rushed back to Yingdu from Jingzhou!
"Father, my son lost! Please punish Father!"

Wu Yingqiu lowered his head and said.

"Why did you lose? Wen or Wu?"

The Emperor of Wu Kingdom had some guesses in his mind. He knew his youngest son's literary talent well. He had few rivals in Wu Kingdom. His poems are not as good as Wu Yingqiu's. Logically speaking, the essays will not lose...

That's Wu lost...

But it shouldn't be!
Datang's military strength is weak now, so those brave veterans are long gone, and there is only one female general in the younger generation who is worthy of great use. Could it be that he lost to her?
He took another look at the indifferent Lu Weirui, thinking that she is that person's apprentice!This thing is a bit strange...

"Father, civil wins and martial arts loses! If it is true, it is civil and military losses!"

Wu Yingqiu was silent for a while, and then said word by word.

"Losing double? What's going on?"

After hearing this, the emperor of Wu State became even more uneasy. To be honest, he hoped that Wen would lose and Wu would win, because for now, Wen is not very useful for them to conquer the countries, but Wu is very useful!
Isn't the Tang Dynasty at the peak of its literary style?Could it be that there are young people who are so good at martial arts?If this is the case, it will be difficult to attack them in the future...

Therefore, Wu Yingqiu, the third prince of Wu State, told what happened in Jingzhou. When he heard that Zhang Twelve had won Wu Yingqiu's poems, not only the emperor of Wu State, but also all the officials in the court were shocked from ear to ear.

But when they heard that someone was able to kill the black-clothed war horse to scum in an instant from [-] steps away, apart from being terrified, they couldn't believe it...

Listen, it's kind of ridiculous...

Sure enough, after Wu Yingqiu finished speaking, a thin man with a pale complexion who was about 24 or [-] years old came out of the hundred officials, and said to the emperor of Wu: "Father, the one the emperor said is called Zhang Yi!" If people really have such literary and military strategies, why have we never heard of them before?"

Then he sneered and said to Wu Yingqiu: "My brother, don't feel sorry for Princess Yilan, deliberately lose to some unknown people, so as to prevent our country Wu from attacking Datang?"

The man who said this was the second prince of Wu Kingdom, Wu Yingqiu's second brother Wu Yingquan!
As soon as this remark came out, the court immediately became noisy, and many civil servants were chattering there, which shows how much they don't believe in this matter!

"shut up!"

The Emperor Wu shouted violently, and the court immediately fell silent. Then he looked at Wu Yingqiu and said in a deep voice, "Yingqiu, tell me, who is Zhang Yi?"

It's no wonder that the civil and military officials didn't believe it. Even the emperor of Wu Kingdom himself had many doubts about Wu Yingqiu's words. Compared with everyone, they are mostly evenly divided. Where did the young people come out?

"Father, this Yi is the eldest grandson of Duke Wei of the Tang Dynasty. He disappeared for six years and only recently returned to the Zhang family. Back then, I had never heard of this person! But his poetic accomplishments are indeed in the hands of my son. On top of that, my son is completely convinced!"

After hearing what he said, the emperor of Wu Kingdom fell into deep thought. He still believed Wu Yingqiu's words, but it was a bit unimaginable to kill the war horse a thousand steps away...

The Emperor Wu was about to ask again, but Wu Yingquan spoke up first: "Emperor Brother, even if you are lying, make it up, okay? Five hundred steps away, let alone someone wearing black wisps." Even if you don’t wear anything on a war horse, you won’t get hurt at all! Hehe, how dare you say that you’ve been killed to the brim!”

When he said this, Wu Yingquan's originally pale face turned a little more bloody. It seemed that his heart must be extremely excited!
"He used Xiao Li Feidao!"

Wu Yingqiu said in a deep voice without even looking at him.

"Romantic Swordsman?"

"Is it Xiao Li Feidao who defeated the Xiliang cavalry?"

"Unexpectedly, there is such a unique skill in this world..."

As a dignitary of a country, apart from the important affairs of the country, he naturally also cares about the important affairs of other countries, as the saying goes, knowing the enemy and knowing yourself!

Therefore, the news of Xiao Li Fei Dao's defeat of the Xiliang cavalry was known to all civil and military officials in the Wu Kingdom. When Wu Yingqiu said it, he must have been surprised and relieved...

It turned out that it was defeated by Xiao Li Feidao, so it's not a loss...

The officials who were following behind Wu Ying's body and preparing to attack Wu Yingqiu quickly took a step back when they saw this posture. In this case, it is better not to jump out if the head is not too disabled...

But Wu Yingquan didn't think so anymore. Ever since his elder brother died, he had seen some hope, but who would have thought that his younger brother was so capable, proficient in everything, and could crush him to death. It is very difficult to find fault with him!

Such a good opportunity like today is rare, so he can't miss it!

"Father, we are only hearing about this little Li Feidao. Whether this thing has such great power, or whether there is such a thing-whether someone fabricated it on purpose is unknown! Therefore, my son I don't think it's believable!"

The Emperor Wu sighed in his heart. At this time, the elder brother didn't want to help the younger brother, but was aggressive. Does this dispute between the royal family have to be so cold-faced and ruthless?

"Ying Quan, let's end today's business..."

"Father, but—"

"Retreat!"

The Emperor Wu gave Wu Yingquan a hard look, as if he hated that iron could not be made into steel.

Are you in that hurry?No matter how anxious you are, you can't behave like this in court, can you?How can this little city be of great use?

Seeing the emperor of Wu Kingdom leave, Wu Yingquan clenched his fists, hating him in his heart, suddenly someone pulled him from behind, and whispered: "Second prince, the court has retreated, let's go!"

After a pause, Wu Yingquan glanced at Wu Yingqiu, snorted coldly, and then walked out. Just as he was about to step out of the hall, the eunuch in the hall shouted: "Third Prince, please stay, Your Majesty has something to do." Discuss with His Highness!"

Hearing this, Wu Yingquan immediately turned around, and just met Wu Yingqiu's faint, contemptuous eyes, and walked away feeling depressed in his heart...

(End of this chapter)