Chapter 15 Who dares to kill me, Yuanzhou Yang Xuan
The five surnames in the family are powerful, and their network of relationships can be described as intricate. Every family is surrounded by vassals.
The Yang family of Yingchuan naturally had vassals around them, and the He family was one of them. The head of the He family was He Jincheng, the minister of Zhongshu, and the person who presided over the hunt for Yancheng today was his son He Huan.
The Yang family started its business in Yingchuan many years ago, and even after moving to Chang'an, it still carries the name of the Yingchuan Yang family. This is a sign of not forgetting its roots, and it is also a kind of shock.
There are five surnames in the family, and the Yang family is the most powerful and is known as one family.
The He family has relied on the Yang family and has gained countless benefits over the years. But there is never any benefit for nothing in this world. Whatever you gain, you must pay for it. He Jincheng knows this very well, and the 19-year-old He Huan also knows it very well.
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So when he saw a young man coming out of the darkness and saying "I" in that sonorous and powerful tone, he became angry.
"Do it!"
He wants to see who dares to save Yan Cheng today, no, who can save Yan Cheng.
The two big men suddenly raised their daggers. Yan Cheng felt cold all over, knowing that he would not escape death today. As for the young man... it was a pity. He took out a bunch of copper coins and threw them out with all his strength, shouting: "Quickly leave!"
Yang Xuan moved, and at the same time as Yan Cheng threw out the copper coins, he threw out the dagger.
Although the big man in front dodged for a moment, the short knife hit the target from his lower abdomen to his waist. He roared in pain.
Under the dim moonlight, he saw the young man approaching him quickly with a very strange movement. If he had seen a cheetah hunting, he would have called for help frantically.
Yang Xuan got close, and in the strong wind coming from the big man's knife, he twisted his body, and punched the big man's waist hard. The short knife penetrated deeply into the big man's body. Then he drew the knife, and his body
passing by...
Hee hee hee…
Blood spurted out under the moonlight, and the big man who was unable to move roared and turned around.
"Kill him!" He Huan saw another big man chasing Yan Cheng and sneered: "No, cut off that boy's limbs and let his wails become my reputation."
Two men rushed out from behind him.
Yan Cheng's arm was slashed with a knife, and while blood was flowing, he was trying to avoid it in any way.
In the prior arrangements, He Huan considered that Yan Cheng had not practiced cultivation, so the focus of this operation was to establish prestige rather than the level of force. So he sent the two of them to take action.
The two big men were of average strength, so they thought it would be an easy operation, but unexpectedly, a young man jumped out halfway.
His companions were howling miserably, and the big man's body trembled. He looked up and saw a figure rushing towards him as if flying. The big man's heart tightened, fearing that Yan Cheng would take the opportunity to escape, so he jumped forward.
Seeing that the dagger was about to hit his neck, Yan Cheng sighed in his heart. What appeared in his mind was not his relatives, but the emperor who was as majestic as a god.
Yang Xuan threw the short knife again, but the big man was already prepared and easily avoided it. But just for a moment, Yang Xuan waved his hand again.
The big man's short sword still fell, and He Huan smiled, "Tonight is a good night for killing people. I think those who come to Jinwu Guard will agree with this view."
From the time they started until now, the people of Jinwu Guard have been silent.
The big man who was wielding his sword saw something approaching at high speed from the corner of his eye. Just when he wanted to take a look, his face was in severe pain. His hand trembled, and Yang Xuan also rushed in front of him.
The big man's wrist was caught, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't swing it. He slammed into it, Yang Xuan's wrist flipped, and the steel needle on the ring pierced the big man's neck.
The big man's body froze. At this moment, the short sword was only two finger widths away from Yan Cheng's neck, and he could already feel the sharpness of the blade.
Behind him, a man pounced like a big bird. Yang Xuan felt his scalp numb and the hairs on his back standing on end. Yan Cheng looked back and roared: "Get out of the way!"
Should I get out of your way and die?
Yang Xuan thought angrily.
Just as Yan Cheng was about to stretch out his arms to block the young man's back, he was kicked away.
He Huan saw the man rushing toward him like a hawk, gesturing with his right palm far away, and was about to hit the young man's back hard with his palm.
The young man was carrying his back, He Huan smiled, "The inside is broken."
Everyone nodded, knowing that what He Huan said was absolutely true.
With this palm strike, the young man will die miserably. No scars can be seen on the surface, but he will vomit blood in large mouths, and the blood will be mixed with fragments of organs.
The hairs on Yang Xuan's back stood on end, and his scalp was numb as if he had been struck by lightning.
He didn't dare to move. If he moved early, the opponent would be able to change direction, and then he would pursue him relentlessly.
His only chance was to survive and strike back when the opponent thought he was caught off guard.
Cold sweat wet his face, and when the strong wind blew on his back, Yang Xuan, who had been accumulating strength for a long time, suddenly fell down, and at the same time he hooked his right foot.
The man attacking from behind was sure that this palm would hit Yang Xuan, who had his back turned to him. Even if he dodged left and right, he could not dodge his own blow. But he never expected that Yang Xuan would fall down.
This palm failed, and before the man's new strength was fully developed, he quietly hooked up with a kick from below. The man noticed it, and he lifted it up in one breath. His body unexpectedly twisted in an impossible situation, avoiding this kick.
One kick.
"It's interesting." He Huan was surprised that Yang Xuan could avoid this palm, but the man's method of avoiding this kick was more clever. He frowned slightly, "Although Jin Wuwei knows what's interesting, it is not easy to do it after all.
It’s too much, hurry up!”
The man seemed to have heard his order, his eyes widened suddenly, his body fell, and he stepped away with his feet.
The sound of horse hooves came quickly.
He Huan raised his head and saw a horse approaching quickly.
"It looks like the stakes on the mirror stand!" someone whispered.
On the horse was Zhao Sanfu. He saw the crisis of the man on the ground, and also saw Yan Cheng who was in crisis. He threw out the sign and shouted: "Mirror platform is working!"
Just when he opened his mouth, Yang Xuan, who was on the ground, seemed to know that the man would step on him, and suddenly rolled over, like a black dragon, with his legs raised to the sky.
Boom!
Men are like hawks catching rabbits, and Yang Xuan is like a rabbit that suddenly kicks its legs.
The action doesn’t look good, but...it works!
The man was kicked in the chest and abdomen by his feet. He raised his head and spit out blood, and he flew backwards.
"Yang Xuan!"
Through the moonlight, Zhao Sanfu saw clearly that it was Yang Xuan who was fighting back on the ground. He was so anxious that he flew over from horseback like a big bird.
The sign he threw earlier landed with a thud.
Yang Xuan's series of actions to escape death almost exhausted his mind and inner breath. He took a deep breath, his inner breath flowed, and his strength gradually recovered...
If his response just now was even the slightest bit wrong, he would turn into a corpse on the ground at this moment.
The man who was chasing Yan Cheng did not stop.
He Huan said in a deep voice: "Whoever is committing murder, stop it."
The man stopped and ran away.
Zhao Sanfu floated behind Yang Xuan, and the two of them were back to back, warily watching the approaching He Huan and others.
Yan Cheng, who was covered in blood, staggered over, looked at He Huan with squinted eyes, and nodded: "Did He do it? Behind He is the Yang family, one of the five surnames in the family, OK, OK! OK!!"
He Huan sneered, "I was just passing by to watch the fun."
The big man who fell on the ground was crawling in vain toward He Huan, looking like he was only getting air in but not out. Yang Xuan pointed at the big man and said, "Will the murderer crawl to a place where people are watching the excitement?"
He Huan snorted coldly.
Zhao Sanfu sneered and said: "When a dog's leg is broken, the first thing it does is crawl to its owner."
Tonight was a sure-shot operation, but it was ruined by that young man. He Huan felt resentful in his heart, but said calmly: "Young men are brave and courageous. Please tell me your name and I will show you my merit."
Zhao Sanfu nudged Yang Xuan with his elbow and whispered: "Don't say it."
But Yang Xuan only felt hot blood surging all over his body, and he couldn't help but said: "Yuanzhou Yang Xuan!"
puff!
Someone is laughing inside the wall.
Zhao Sanfu sighed in his heart, knowing that this young man had stepped into the whirlpool. But thinking that Yang Xuan was a student of the Imperial College and had the blessing of the Wang family, he became less worried and said with a smile: "The so-called Yingchuan Yang family, this
You are the commander of the county. Yuanzhou is originally a poor and remote place, and you were born into a poor family..."
So that’s it?
Yang Xuan was startled, but the youthful spirit drove him to stand up straight and whispered: "In the future, I will definitely make myself the source of hope for the county."
With a hook to the crescent moon, the young man talked about his ideals under the starlight.
"Who's causing trouble?"
The men of Jinwu Guard came with a fierce look and shouted at Yang Xuan: "Kneel down!"
A thin figure stood in front of Yang Xuan. Yan Cheng looked at the sergeant of Jinwu Guard calmly, "I'm Yan Cheng."
The Jinwu Guards were responsible for the night ban and public security in Chang'an City. They should have rushed over as soon as they heard the noise. But they arrived late.
Zhao Sanfu approached Yan Cheng and whispered: "Be careful."
Yan Cheng shook his head, "My soul is to strengthen the Tang Dynasty. If there is no soul, what will I do alive?"
Zhao Sanfu's heart surged with enthusiasm, as the Jinwu Guards on the opposite side had already taken action.
"Kneel down!"
Zhao Sanfu wears the unique Xuanyi on the stage, while Yan Cheng is an official, leaving Yang Xuan, who looks like a country bumpkin, easy to bully.
The leading sergeant raised his sword with a grim smile and slapped Yang Xuan on the shoulder with the back of the sword. If he hit him hard this time, his shoulder blade would be broken.
Yang Xuan subconsciously kicked him, and the sergeant clamped his legs tightly, and with a cry, he slowly knelt down in front of him.
"Be bold!"
A group of sergeants stepped forward with swords drawn.
"I am a student of the Imperial College!"
Unless the mirror clearly wants to deal with someone from the Jinwu Guard, the stakes are not yet in the Jinwu Guard's eyes.
Yang Xuan knew that he had to save himself, otherwise he would be thrown into prison and he would probably get sick or choke to death from drinking water...
Sure enough, there was more fear in the eyes of the Jinwu Guards. Zhao Sanfu sneered, "Yeah, if I try my best to go to Northern Xinjiang to serve again, I can easily lose both sides with you!"
The people of Jinwu Guard ceased their activities.
At this moment, two people were lying on the ground. One of them had a serious injury on his waist and could only breathe in but not out. The other was pricked by Yang Xuan's needle and his whole body was twitching, getting slower and slower, and he looked like he was dying.
The third person was the man who was kicked by Yang Xuan. He stood up while vomiting blood, walked over slowly, and said viciously: "I swear, I will make your family pay the price. The men will be slaves and the women will be prostitutes.
This has been true for generations!”
This was the most vicious oath, and Yang Xuan's face suddenly turned pale. The man thought he was afraid and couldn't help but laugh.
Yang Xuan picked up the short knife and walked over slowly.
Zhao Sanfu's eyes became more worried and he said in a low voice: "He is from the He family. It is in full view of everyone. If you kill him, you will be the sworn enemy of the He family."
Yan Cheng sighed, "That's it."
The man sneered, "How dare such a fierce-looking person take action? Do you dare?"
The He family relied on the Yang family, and they pretended to be powerful and famous. When He Huan saw Yang Xuan's calm expression, he folded his arms and said lightly: "He doesn't dare!"
The people from the Wucheng Army and Horse Division shook their heads and sneered.
All eyes were focused on Yang Xuan.
Yang Xuan walked past the man, Zhao Sanfu let out a breath, and the corners of He Huan's mouth were slightly raised...but his eyes were gloomy.
Tonight's action can be called a huge defeat. How will we explain it when we go back? What's more important is reputation. Killing Yan Cheng is the collective will of the powerful. Even if it fails, it must fail with dignity, otherwise it will be a loss of face.
He Huan squinted at the man who was coughing up blood. The man knew what he should do.
So in front of Wucheng Bingma Si, Zhao Sanfu and others, he stopped and faced Yang Xuan and said, "You..."
Yang Xuan looked into his eyes and stabbed hard with the short knife in his hand.
puff!
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