Two evil boys were lying on the ground, and the remaining one stood there, grinning ferociously: "Kneel down before you do it!"
Zhao Sanfu fell to the ground and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead. Yang Xuan knelt down and felt his pulse, and found that it was OK. He couldn't help but feel happy in his heart.
The evil young man strode over. He felt that he was ignored by the young man. Under the gaze of the people around him, his face was burning and he was ashamed. The only way to regain his face was to beat the young man severely and take away his body.
Money to heal the two brothers.
He raised his foot and kicked it away with all his strength.
The onlookers screamed in surprise, Yang Xuan's scalp went numb, and he suddenly jumped to the side, not only dodging himself, but also pulling Zhao Sanfu over.
Someone shouted, "Run!"
Everyone can finally see that this young man is a bumpkin. There are two types of underground forces in Chang'an City. One is the evil young man. Since he has the word evil, he will do all kinds of evil. The other is the ranger, the ranger.
As soon as you hear the name, you know it has a bit of chivalry.
If a boy offends a bad boy, he will inevitably be bullied in the future. Among the onlookers, someone scolded: "Don't bully others too much. Report it to the official and let the Jinwu Guards come."
Jin Wuwei was in charge of public security, but the evil young man laughed ferociously and cursed: "Yeah, I'll kill you later!"
Yang Xuan was startled and asked: "Aren't they officials?"
Someone in the crowd said: "They are evil young men."
They saw the young man heaving a sigh of relief, even a little happy.
"Is it because you want to be a less evil person?" A woman said disappointedly: "Otherwise, why are you happy?"
A young man from the countryside can't find anything to do in Chang'an City, but he has to support himself, right? He doesn't have to work if he does evil. If he follows a promising leader, his life will be very easy.
Yang Xuan stopped, and when the evil young man reached out to grab his collar, he punched...
Boom!
This punch hit the face, and the crowd saw blood spurting out. The evil young man covered his face, and Yang Xuan punched him again, hitting his weak abdomen hard.
"oh!"
The evil young man bent down and Yang Xuan raised his knees.
Boom!
The world is quiet.
Yang Xuan carried Zhao Sanfu to the square, and the crowd silently made way for him.
Why are these people so quiet?
This was Yang Xuan's first day in Chang'an. He didn't know that most people would avoid the evil young man and tolerate it if they could. But those who dared to face the evil young man and beat him severely were either stupid or not afraid of the evil young man.
The woman followed and whispered: "Young man, these evil young men have many accomplices, so you must be careful about revenge."
In fact, ordinary people are really not afraid of any evildoers, they are only afraid of endless revenge. If you expect Jinwu Guard to protect you, most of them will die in the end without knowing.
Yang Xuan's heart tightened. At this time, Zhao Sanfu had woken up, broke away from Yang Xuan's support, and tried his best to smile: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Yang Xuan said gratefully: "Thank you very much. But..."
His gratitude was sincere, but there was doubt in his eyes. Zhao Sanfu had previously appeared with a very tall image, but was knocked unconscious with a stick. If those evil young men took revenge, Yang Xuan was worried that he would not be able to bear it.
Zhao Sanfu understood this look and coughed dryly, "I was just a little distracted earlier."
To be absent-minded is to be distracted.
Yang Xuan glanced at him with pity, "We have an old doctor over there who said that people who often wander away are probably suffering from some brain problems." The old doctor liked to drink, and when he got drunk he would say that he was the best doctor in the world, but
But I can't cure my problem of having a bad breath every time I open my mouth.
Zhao Sanfu's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the young man with a scrutinizing gaze, wondering if these words had any meaning? If so, this young man was not stupid, but shrewd.
Yang Xuan's eyes were sincere and a little worried, obviously worried about his condition.
Zhao Sanfu chuckled, "I was just wondering where I had seen these evil young men before."
"Have you seen them before?" Yang Xuan asked, "Do you know their lair?"
The word "laochao" made Zhao Sanfu startled again. He thought of the prosperous years in the past and said, "There is no such thing."
A lie needs to be covered up with more lies. Zhao Sanfu was so distressed by Yang Xuan's concern along the way that he just wanted to return to Northern Xinjiang and fight with those Northern Liao people.
The residence Yang Lue gave him was very spacious.
"This place is called Chenqu." Zhao Sanfu took the initiative to inquire about the information. "I saw that there is no house in the middle. This is the residence of Chen Yongding, a doctor in the Ministry of Household Affairs... so this place is called Chenqu."
He felt that the young man would definitely be envious and awed, but Yang Xuan frowned and said, "Is the salary of the doctor in the household department very high?"
As a pillar on the stage, Zhao Sanfu naturally knew that Chen Yongding's salary could not afford such a mansion, but the emperor obviously turned a blind eye to this kind of corruption. He would only hint at this unless he wanted to scare the monkeys, or if this person was not in line with the emperor's wishes.
The censor took action.
They went all the way to the innermost part of Chen Qu and found the house. When Yang Xuan saw that the door was locked, he praised: "It's very considerate."
Zhao Sanfu went up and pulled it, and the lock opened.
Yang Xuan sniffed and defended Yang Lue, "Locks are expensive."
Zhao Sanfu nodded and opened the door.
Boom!
One of the doors fell down.
Yang Xuan slowly walked up and saw that the weeds in the yard were up to his waist, and quickly explained: "I'm afraid that relative of mine has traveled far away."
Zhao Sanfu was observing him and wiped the dust from his face with his hand, "It's too desolate."
"It's nice here."
Yang Xuan's joy was not fake, "It's just like in the mountains."
Then it's time to clean up.
Zhao Sanfu was the most outstanding scout when he was in Northern Xinjiang. Who cares about the environment when a scout lives on a knife's edge all day long? So the place where he lived was rarely cleaned once a year, and the quilt was slept on from the first day until the day he left Northern Xinjiang.
.
So he was not good at this kind of work, but since he wanted to get close to Yang Xuan, he couldn't be lazy.
While he was working, he looked at Yang Xuan casually.
The boy was very excited. He walked back and forth quickly with his feet and even faster with his hands. When he found that a piece of furniture could still be used, he would exclaim, then look back and smile at him happily.
Boy, that furniture is broken!
Zhao Sanfu felt that he must have misunderstood. How noble the Wang family was, it was impossible for him to be kind to such a genuine country boy. It was even more impossible for the charming Queen Xian'er to ask the maid to pass the message.
My eyes must have been dazzled. He touched the bag on his forehead and felt a little dazed.
"Are you sick?" Yang Xuan asked with concern. The 'No. 1 Miracle Doctor in the World' once said: People with brain problems will definitely say that there is nothing wrong with them.
Zhao Sanfu shook his head, "There's nothing wrong with me."
At dusk, the small yard finally took on a new look.
"My treat!"
Yang Xuan had never entertained guests. Whenever he saw people in the village entertaining guests, he would always squat on the side, thinking about when his private money could be used openly.
Zhao Sanfu said calmly: "Are you rich?"
The poor young man's clothes have so many patches that he can't bear to change them. Treat him...don't just invite him to eat dry pancakes, right?
Yang Xuan nodded, "I have money."
Zhao Sanfu didn't know how strong Yang Xuan's self-esteem was, so he said cautiously: "If it's not enough, I'll do it."
"enough!"
The two of them found a wine shop in the square. As soon as Yang Xuan entered, he said calmly: "Bring a small jar of wine and three vegetables. Is there any mutton? It needs to be roasted..."
He felt very distressed, but suddenly he felt that this shouldn't be the case. Zhao Sanfu had helped him a lot and he deserved to be a guest.
The waiter asked: "Would you like biscuits or buns?"
A staple food!
Zhao Sanfu was just about to say Fufu when Yang Xuan patted the small bundle on his back and said, "Yes, yes."
The two sat down, and the food and wine were served immediately. Zhao Sanfu glanced at his baggage, and Yang Xuan opened it and took out a stack of dry biscuits.
When Zhao Sanfu came out of Yongningfang, he couldn't help but gnash his teeth. Two black figures flashed by, but they were his men.
The three of them walked away one after another.
"Zhao Zhuangzi." One of his subordinates saw that he looked in pain and his forehead was shining, so he asked: "But you have a toothache?"
Zhao Sanfu said quietly: "That dry pancake was as hard as iron and almost broke my tooth."
The men followed behind and whispered: "Do you want to keep an eye on that young man? If he does something inappropriate, do you want to stop him decisively?"
Following these words, a murderous intent filled the air.
Zhao Sanfu shook his head. Thinking of how the young man had rolled up the last bit of vegetable soup in dry pancakes and ate it, he couldn't help but shook his head again, "No need. By the way, how about the court today?"
This little post is worried about the country and the people, but his subordinates have long been used to it. "There is an undercurrent in the court. Yan Cheng, the disciple of the disciple, made a suggestion today, saying that your Majesty has been kind to the powerful for many years. Every year, there are countless children of the powerful and powerful, and the court
As a result, the country spent a lot of money, and some of the rich and powerful’s children were not able to serve as officials, causing harm to the country and the people..."
Zhao Sanfu stood still and praised: "What a great Yancheng. These are all what I want to say."
My subordinates are thinking what you want to say...but you can't enter the court, and there is no room for you to speak once you enter the court.
Zhao Sanfu turned around, and his men were shocked when they noticed a big bump on his forehead. He thought that Zhao Zhuangzi was not married, could he have been caught stealing jade and incense?
Zhao Sanfu squinted and looked ahead. Under the moonlight, the huge imperial city looked like a giant beast.
He said sarcastically: "Those powerful people only have their own family's glory and wealth in their eyes, and the Tang Dynasty is indifferent. The more people like this, the more the Tang Dynasty will decline."
The subordinates dare not say anything, but they think Zhao Sanfu's ideal is ridiculous. How can you, a small stake, interfere with the government affairs and influence the government affairs?
Zhao Sanfu stood under the moonlight, his voice as cold as the moonlight, "I also want to be as carefree as that young man, but after all I can't."
Yang Xuan is not carefree, but his heart is broad enough. In those years when he was treated harshly in the Yang family, he also silently recited Yang Lue's name. He hoped that a hero would descend from the sky and save himself in a desperate situation. But he hoped
After a long time, Yang Lue didn't come, and neither did the hero. From then on, he knew a truth.
"It depends on everyone to run."
Yang Xuan boiled water, washed himself clean, and then washed his clothes. When he lay on the bed covered with dry straw with his hands on his pillow, he couldn't help but think of the years in Xiaohe Village.
"I don't want to anymore." He got up and got off the floor, standing in the middle of the bedroom, closing his eyes and looking back at himself.
As soon as the technique started, his body felt warm and comfortable. Yang Xuan gradually fell into trance, and streams of breath gathered from all directions and penetrated through his pores.
These breaths were slightly cool at first, but after flowing through the meridians, they turned into warm water, constantly nourishing his body. Countless breaths flowed through the meridians, and finally gathered in the Dantian.
Yang Xuan slowly moved his hands closer, stopped when he was about to touch them, and then pulled back.
Bang!
The hands that created the suction force were forcefully pulled apart, and there was an explosion in the void. The breath overflowed, and wind suddenly blew in the room.
Yang Xuan opened his eyes, and his eyes suddenly glowed with light.