Chapter 39: The two murderers in the capital do business
Liang Wu never expected that the other party would dare to be so rude after he reported his backer.
But Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu couldn't hold it any longer.
Rushing forward, Zhu Yong raised his fist and hit Liang Wu's eye socket first.
"Hey!" Liang Wu screamed.
Zhang Fu grabbed his bun, pressed his head, and knocked him to the ground.
Zhu Yong was even more ruthless, shouting: "Hit his bones, hammer his bones. I have experience in being beaten. Hitting that bone hurts the most."
Saying that, he kicked him down.
Suddenly, this elegant seat was filled with chaos and chaos.
Liang Wu was chased and beaten for a long time, and his face was completely gone. He only breathed out and lay on the ground motionless.
Zhang Anshi went up to make up for it and cursed: "King of Han...you damn dare to mention the King of Han in front of the two evil men in our capital. I am doing business with you as my duty, young master, but you still dare not to appreciate me!"
Zhu Jin sat aside, his face turned pale with fright.
There was also a businessman who jumped out of the window and fled while no one was paying attention.
Zhang Anshi was cursing as he walked towards Zhu Jin and stared at him coldly.
Zhu Jin's body was like chaff, and he kept saying: "Spare... spare my life..."
Zhang Anshi said fiercely: "Do you still want to do business?"
"Do...do...I do..."
"You make a price."
"Grandpa, have mercy!" Zhu Jin cried, sliding down from the chair and kneeling on the ground.
Zhang Anshi said: "Two hundred and fifty dollars per catty, do you want to buy it?"
Zhu Jin was stunned.
Two hundred and fifty yuan...Cotton yarn on the market generally costs one hundred and fifty yuan per pound, but the quality of this cotton yarn is good, and two hundred and fifty yuan is actually a very fair price.
Moreover, there was a flood in Songjiang Prefecture this year, and the price of cotton yarn and cloth was already on the rise. If he bought it at such a price, he would definitely not lose money.
But he didn't expect that the three bandits in front of him would offer such a fair price.
Zhu Jin nodded awkwardly: "Okay, take it, take as much as you want, but... Grandpa, you have offended His Highness the King of Han..."
Zhang Anshi waved his hand: "The King of Han is a hammer. You go out and find out the reputation of the two murderers in our capital. After a few days, we will pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."
Zhu Jin heard about it some days ago, but he calmed down and said to himself that you have offended the King of Han. If you are not dead, you will naturally trade, but if you are dead, then don't blame me for not being trustworthy.
He hurriedly agreed and ran away with his head in his arms.
Liang Wu, who fell to the ground, was still twitching and spitting blood bubbles from his mouth. His mouth squirmed and he barely let out some breath, as if he wanted to curse something.
However, Zhu Yong had already kicked him down again: "You bastard, you dare to offend even the two most ferocious men in the capital!"
After that, the three of them left the private room.
Outside this private room, two Liang Wu's guards stood like wooden stakes.
As bodyguards, they are indeed practitioners.
So when I heard that Liang Wu was in trouble, I wanted to rush in to protect Liang Wu, but then I saw the skills of Zhang Fu and Zhu Yong.
As a professional, he immediately judged that these two young men were also skilled practitioners, and their skills were obviously higher than his own.
So, they immediately made the most professional judgment and shouted loudly outside the private room, saying: "Protect the master."
Another said: "Don't take away the thieves, we will fight with them."
This tone was full of air, like a large army encircling and suppressing, and the mighty cavalry was about to crush a few thieves.
It's a pity that they only thundered but didn't rain. When the man who claimed to be the second most vicious man in the capital got tired and walked out domineeringly, the two guys immediately fell silent, lowered their heads, and did not dare to express their anger.
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Zhang Anshi was walking on the street, and he sighed and raised his eyebrows when he thought of beating a brother who was a retainer of the King of Han.
The King of Han always spoke ill of his brother-in-law, and today the two evil men in the capital took it out on his brother-in-law.
Zhang Fu and Zhu Yong were muttering in the background.
"Third brother, do you think our attack just now was too harsh? After all, we are the King of Han."
"It doesn't matter whether he is the King of Han or not, I will beat him whenever he says."
"What you said makes sense. My eldest brother knows how to measure. If he thinks he can fight, he will definitely be able to fight."
"Of course, I feel more and more that our eldest brother is not an ordinary person."
"Um?"
Zhang Fu said: "We could obviously rob those merchants, but my eldest brother took us to do business with them. What is benevolence and righteousness? This is benevolence and righteousness. We are worthy of being sworn brothers in Taoyuan. Just like Liu Guan and Zhang, we love the people as our own children! I think back then.
, then Liu Bei is also a good man who led the people across the river, isn't he similar to our elder brother?"
"Ah...this..." Zhu Yong lowered his head, thought for a long time, and then slapped his forehead: "Yes!"
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But Zhu Yong is not stupid.
When he returned to Chengguo Palace, the first thing he ran to was the middle hall to look for his father, Zhu Neng.
Zhu Neng was sitting on the official hat chair in the middle hall at this time. He was calm and calm. He looked at Zhu Yong gently and said: "Ah, son, I'm back. Come, sit, sit."
Zhu Yong did not sit down, but said: "Dad, I had another fight today."
"Just hit him." Zhu Neng crossed his legs and said nonchalantly: "Why are you hitting him?"
"It's about buying and selling," Zhu Yong said.
"Yeah." Zhu Neng's eyes shone and he said eagerly: "Hey, it's time to hit, it's time to hit, how about it, where is the injury? Dad will give you some medicine. My son is going to be successful and start taking care of the family."
Zhu Yong said: "That's... the person who beat... claimed to be from the Han Palace..."
When Zhu Neng heard this, his expression suddenly changed slightly, and he subconsciously said: "You dare to fight, King Han?"
"No, no, no, he is a relative of the retainer of the King of Han."
Zhu Neng's face suddenly became brighter again, and he said nonchalantly: "I'm afraid that he's a bird, a dog-like retainer, and he's just a relative, so I'll just beat him. How dare they not be convinced?"
Zhu Yong still frowned, thoughtfully.
Zhu Neng said: "What other farts are there? Can you finish them in one breath?"
Zhu Yong said: "One more thing is that when we fight, we say: The one who fights is the King of Han... Dad, will this be okay?"
Zhu Neng still smiled and said: "Silly son, you have already moved your hands, why can't you shout a few words? I think back then, your father and I followed His Majesty, and even Jianwen, that bitch emperor, dared to rebel. Do you think your father can
Have you ever frowned? As you grow up, you look more and more like your father."
Zhu Yong was relieved and happy: "I was a little worried at first, but after hearing what dad said, I feel relieved."
However, Zhu Neng stood up and began to search for something in the hall.
Zhu Yong stared at him: "Dad, what are you looking for?"
"It's okay, it's okay." Zhu Neng shook his head: "Just wait a moment."
With that said, Zhu Neng finally found a stick from the weapons shelf in the hall. It was a short stick. He bumped it in his hand and it felt okay.
Zhu Yong's eyes were as wide as a bull's eye, and he howled: "Dad, didn't you say I didn't do anything wrong?"
Zhu Neng stepped forward, holding a stick in one hand and easily picking up Zhu Yong with the other. He said with a smile: "That's right, that's right. My son goes out to earn money to support the family. What can be wrong?"
After saying that, he pushed Zhu Yong to the ground. Zhu Yong wailed: "Yes, you still hit me."
Zhu Neng had already taken off Zhu Yong's trousers, pushed it down with a stick, and said in a friendly manner: "Your father and I are the most fair people. You are a good boy. If you have done nothing wrong, you have done nothing wrong. But you still have to be beaten. You all clamored for it."
It's the King of Han. If I don't beat you up, His Majesty won't be able to explain it to you. Please bear with me, and father, please be a little tougher."
In an instant, a wailing sound like a slaughtered pig could be heard in the middle hall of Duke Chengguo's Mansion.
It was a familiar voice again: "Ah... it doesn't hurt... ah... it doesn't hurt... ah..."