Zhang and Fu Hong looked at each other helplessly, and looked at Fu Bao with light steps, and were speechless.

Is this a girl extrovert? Zhang and Fu Hong both thought of this word in their minds at this time

At this time, Zhang's mood was actually a little joyful. After all, she was a mother and her daughter was the most important thing for her to be happy. She could ignore other things for the time being.

As for Fu Hong, that is another issue. What he needs to consider is not only his sister, but also this country.

...

"You said, do I want to see him?" Fu Bao sat in front of the mirror given by Duan Ye, and said with a blushing face.

"Princess" Qiu'er smiled, "Look, before you came, didn't you say you weren't nervous? Why are your hands shaking now?"

"You said it lightly!" Fu Bao put down the wooden comb, "He has never seen me before. I just ran over like this now. Then... then... how can that be?"

"Why can't it be?" Qiu'er said seriously, "Princess, look, Zhuo Wenjun in ancient times knew that he would take the initiative to find Sima Xiangru, so what's wrong with you?"

"How can that be the same?"

"Why is it different!" Qiu'er said, "Princess, it's actually the same. It's all women who go to find men. What's wrong with it?"

Fu Bao bit her lower lip cutely. She looked up at Qiu'er, gritted her teeth and said, "Then will I really go?"

"Go! Why not?" Qiu'er said!

...

In the early morning, the sun has not yet risen, the sky is gray, and the climate is actually slightly cool. The slight north wind is frozen into people's bones with the cold wave.

The vendors in Chang'an City always get up early, especially the butchers, with a series of meat cases arranged on both sides of the vegetable market.

The young Chen Wenbo took out half of a pig from the flat basket and threw it on the meat table with a "puff" sound. The sharp knife of the cow's ear stuck to his greasy big hand, sliding lightly, and the bones were "brushed" and were cleaned. In the blink of an eye, half of the pork slid softly on the case.

One tall and one short, two officials and soldiers in mysterious clothes, holding their hands, swayed over and shouted, "Pay money! Pay money! Five hundred coins!" The butchers were in a stir, and a short and thin old man cried, "Sir, I have paid the tax, why do you want it again?"

The tall official said angrily: "What is talent? It was also talented last month?"

The man cried and said, "Sir, five hundred dollars are too much, and I can't earn it if I don't eat or drink for a month! I paid taxes last month, and the family is hungry every day."

The short steward snorted: "The tyrant businessman, no businessman, no businessman, no food or drink, you are too bored, you are too bored, and you can still work here!"

The tall man said angrily again: "You tyrants! The king is so kind. Now there is no peace everywhere. Xianbei and Qiang people have just been beaten away, and the soldiers are still hungry. What's wrong with you paying some taxes? "But didn't the king just exempt the taxes? "" You guy, you are a bona fide business, it's true that the king will not be the king's taxes. This is our own tax in Chang'an City. One code is one code, and it's OK. Don't talk nonsense. You have to pay what the king soldiers eat and drink. You dare to resist the law and behead them all!"

The butcher shrank his neck, was silent, and did not say a word, trembling and offered five hundred coins.

This incident was a little silent in the eyes of other butchers, but everyone was just unhappy, and most of them still paid the money obediently

But at this time, a fat man who had been watching coldly cursed: "Damn! What kind of world is it! I won't sell it anymore! If you don't sell meat, you can't get my taxes? I would rather take this meat back and eat it yourself?"

As soon as these words were said, the servant scolded: "If you don't sell it, you'll get out! But your pork is left behind! I'll sell it for you! I'll be willing to come and put you in prison!"

The fat man was stunned. Unexpectedly, the tax collector had this trick. He squeezed for a long time and seemed to be reluctant to leave the piece of meat. In the end, he had to grit his teeth and admit defeat, borrow everything and make a living, and make a living.

"You!" The tall official pointed at Chen Wenbo and shouted: "Give me the money!"

Chen Wenbo reached out and praised "Praise", then lifted half of the pork and threw it on the table. He lowered his head and picked the ribs himself, ignoring them at all.

"Oh! Boy, I'm so arrogant. I'm talking to you!"

Seeing that he was born with a vicious look, the black elephant-headed bull did not dare to be too arrogant. However, when he touched the sword on his waist, his anger came up again. He deliberately twisted his butt, and the sword shook back and forth, urging: "Who are you, pay the money quickly!"

Diao Yun's strange eyes flipped, "I want money? The king said that the king asked for money if he was tax-free. If he was a subject, he had nothing to say, otherwise he wouldn't have it!"

"What I said is the truth!"

"Don't say you two are here, I'm not here either!" Chen Wenbo suddenly shouted!

When the butchers saw someone coming out to create a slut, they all looked at the scene with their heads tilted. Although they didn't dare to talk loudly, they were whispering. Some people were still covering their mouths and laughing. It was obvious that they were very happy to see that there were tough ideas to compete with them.

The tall official couldn't come down from Taiwan, and blushed. He grabbed Chen Wenbo's clothes and shook them under his ribs, "Bangbang" and fists with two fists under his ribs.

Chen Wenbo was strong and strong, so he didn't care about these two moves. But after he got a few hits, he shouted, "You guys, you guys, you guys, you hit someone!" After saying that, Chen Wenbo said, "You guys forced me!" After saying that, Chen Wenbo narrowed his eyes, and led his fist as big as a hammer, hitting the man in front of him, knocking him to the ground

When the punch came out, the audience was silent, and no one could believe their eyes

The servant got up, his eyes were blue, and he couldn't help but feel angry. He pulled out his sword and shouted, "I'll chop you up!" Before he finished speaking, he had already slashed his head. Another short servant also drew out his sword, and he also cut him from the side.

But when he said it was a sudden time, Chen Wenbo suddenly overturned the meat case and jumped over. He didn't know where, but a cold light flashed. The sharp knives in his hand pointed at one person's lower abdomen and stabbed them in. He turned his wrist and pulled it out. Blood spurted out and turned around. He grabbed another person's hair bun with one hand, and stabbed him in his heart with another hand.

All this sounds complicated, but in fact, it was done with one breath and one breath. Everyone was stunned.

Just a moment later, the onlookers saw that they killed the official officer and dispersed. Chen Wenbo put away his sharp knife and inserted it around his waist, and walked away with big strides.

Chen Wenbo passed through the streets and alleys, fled to Wanjia Satin Village in one go, pushed the yard door and inserted the door bolt. Chen Wenbo pushed hard with one hand, broke the door bolt with a "creak" sound, broke the door bolt, and shouted, "Brother Yong! Brother Yong!"

The courtyard was quiet, and someone in the room lowered his voice and said, "Who is it!"

Chen Wenbo entered the inner room and said excitedly: "Brother Yong, you have done it!"

I saw that the house was messy, with clothes, shoes and hats all over the floor. Murong Yong was changing his clothes. He was wearing a dark brown tight narrow-sleeved short dress and a leather robe, a large strap, and a pair of buffalo leather boots under the sheepskin pants were shining with a bright luster.

Chen Wenbo said strangely: "Brother Yong! What are you doing? Why do you really take this as the boss?"

Murong Yong was so energetic that he looked at Chen Wenbo and said, "Why not?" After saying that, he said, "There are so many clothes, go and take off your bloody outfit, pick up a fitting one, and I'll take you to see someone."

After hearing this, Chen Wenbo naturally did not doubt that he was there, so he obediently changed his clothes and followed Murong Yong out, saying as he walked: "Brother Yong, I killed two Di dogs, just now!"

Murong Yong smiled, "It's good to kill. In the future, it will not be one or two Di dogs that you will kill. It will be one group after another. Don't be afraid of being ruthless!"

"Don't worry, Brother Yong!"

While talking, the two of them walked around for a long time, but they came to the horse house in Wanjia's backyard. Chen Wenbo was a little surprised. He originally thought he was going to the study or warehouse, but he didn't expect that he came to a place like Mafang.

After entering, the smell inside was quite unpleasant, but Murong Yong didn't care at all. At this time, Chen Wenbo saw a woman in a mysterious suit sitting on a small stool inside. She was covered with a veil and couldn't see clearly her appearance. But just looking at her temperament, she knew she was not a mortal.

Murong Yong said respectfully: "Rou'er, I brought him."

It turned out that the person sitting here was Murong Rou who rushed back from the grassland in Xingye!

She looked at Chen Wenbo carefully, but Chen Wenbo still looked at herself with a confident look on her face, without any panic at all

"You are Chen Wenbo?" Murong Rou said

"yes!"

"Are you a Han Chinese?"

"yes!"

"You just killed two Di people?"

"yes!"

"Do you know why we asked you to kill him?"

"Everyone of Di should be killed!" Chen Wenbo gritted his teeth, "But I know, you want me to pay the letter of confession!"

"Yes, it's a letter of fame!" Murong Rou smiled, "Otherwise, we would be really worried in places like Chang'an. But now, I can completely believe in you. I am the daughter of the former King of Wu of the Great Yan Kingdom. This is my cousin. You should be very familiar with you. Now I find you, just to do something big."

"What's the matter?"

"Kill someone!" Murong Rou said

"Kill someone?" Chen Wenbo thought for a while and said, "Although I think I have brute force and I can kill ordinary people, but with your status, there must be many masters in your hands, why come to me?"

"Our masters can't kill this person, but you may be able to kill this person."

"Why? I don't understand?" Chen Wenbo said

"It's very simple, because you are a Han Chinese!" Murong Rou said

"Do you want me to kill the Han people? Who should I kill?" Although Chen Wenbo was shocked, he did not refuse directly

Murong Rou was wearing a veil and couldn't see her expression, but she looked at her eyes. It was obvious that she was very satisfied with hearing this because Chen Wenbo did not refuse directly.
Chapter completed!