son-in-law

Chapter 174
The rank of the Liang dynasty was slightly different from that of the previous dynasty.

Officials have official rank, nobles have noble ranks, officials have power, and nobles have no power, so they cannot be confused.

For example, Da Sima is an official, and An Guogong is a noble.

Seats in court are sorted by official rank, and ceremonial seats are sorted by noble rank. Under normal circumstances, official rank and noble rank are basically the same.

But there is a special case, such as the county horse or son-in-law like Su Yu.The nobles on them come from vassal princesses or princesses.It is often a high rank, but in fact it is not useful, and has no power at all.It's just that when there are important etiquette events, you can find a good seat.

It is not uncommon for the princess and princess to lose her temper and divorce her consort. From then on, the prince of the vassal disappeared and became a commoner.There are also some concubines who often endure the unruly actions of princesses and princesses. For example, the two Anle princesses before are notoriously unruly.It was also because of this that Tang Ling'er disdained this noble, and was not at ease until later when he was changed to the princess of Chang'an.

As a county matriarch, Su Yu usually has clear standards for dressing.

It can be subordinated but not tolerated, otherwise it is a crime to overstep.

Su Yu came to Tianlong Temple.Seeing Su Yu's extraordinary appearance, with a five-rank imperial gift silver fish bag wrapped around his waist, and a silver crown tied on his head from a second-rank county horse, followed by two "maids" in brocade clothes, who are alluring and eye-catching. , Ask for a name.Before Su Yu could speak, the little eunuch Tong Yu said: "You don't need to ask any more questions, our nobleman is just looking around casually. You step back, and it won't be too late to call you when I need you."

Hearing Tong Yu's voice, he realized that it was not a maidservant but an eunuch. The monk was even more frightened, and hurriedly backed away.

At this moment, three people came out from the main hall of the temple.The first person, in his 40s, is of medium build, thin, with a sallow complexion, wearing a plain blue Confucian scholar's robe and a square Confucian scholar's cap on his head. He looks like a literati.On his left was a burly black-clad man in a short jacket, who looked fierce and menacing, and he could tell at a glance that he had extraordinary physical strength.

On the right is a maid with weird makeup, her face is covered with a thick layer of white powder, two red spots on her forehead between her brows, two big red spots on both cheeks, and a thumb-sized red spot on the center of her lips .With such weird makeup, it looks like a virgin girl made of paper for sacrificial offerings.

Suddenly, when the burly man saw Su Yu, he stared with tiger eyes, and rushed over with a roar.The Confucian robed man stretched out his hand as if to stop the big man, but after thinking about it, he withdrew his hand again.Then he and the girl with strange makeup stood on the steps, watching the big man in black rush towards Su Yu.

"Eat my punch!"

That burly man galloped over dozens of steps like a black whirlwind.With this fist, he poured a tremendous amount of force and went straight to Su Yu's left cheek.

Su Yu squinted his eyes, turned around to avoid a punch, and when the two staggered, he raised his left knee and pointed it towards the heart of the big man in black.

The big man seemed to have been prepared for a long time, he slapped Su Yu's knee with his left hand, and punched him from bottom to top with his right hand.

This punch came swiftly and subtly, so there was no need to think about it. Su Yu backhanded "Thunderbolt Palm" and roared out. The palm wind was swift, and a halo was drawn in the air.

There was a "bang" when palms and fists collided.

Since coming to Luoyang, he was the first person to force Su Yu to use "Thunderbolt Palm" in one move.

The two were fighting fiercely like lions and tigers, they suddenly bumped into each other, and then suddenly separated, glaring at each other, each hiding their hands behind their backs.Su Yu felt a burning pain in the palm of his hand, and the hand of the big man in black was already bloodshot.

Although "Thunderbolt Palm" is the highest martial art of the divine sect, it is fierce and quick, but this kung fu requires a long time to practice, and Su Yu has only a short time to master this kungfu, so it is far behind "Big Thunderbolt Hand" Chen Qianfu.For a moment, Su Yu only felt the meridian on his arm flow backwards, and the veins on the back of his hand were bulging. He quickly held his breath and focused his attention, suppressing the blood so as not to rush to his shoulder.

And the man in black gritted his teeth and clenched his fist, the skin on his fist was torn and bloody, and he hummed viciously in a low voice, like a beast about to launch a fatal blow at any time.

"I want another punch!" the man in black growled.

Su Yu threw off the robe, tied it around his waist, stretched out his left hand, and tickled: "Come!"

Both of their right hands could no longer be used. The man in black suddenly had blood-red eyes, his brows stood upright, and his face was full of ferociousness. The moment he raised his left arm, he seemed to thicken a circle. Come on.

Su Yu didn't dare to be careless, he lunged forward with a short body, raised his left fist, and heard a roar of a tiger in his ear wheel, his fist drew white light, and struck away.

"Oh!"

When the two fists collided, the big man in black shook his body, his feet went limp, and he stepped back a few steps. When he stood still, Su Yu only took half a step back.

Looking at the left hand of the big man in black, he was bleeding profusely. He stretched out his right hand to pinch the wrist of his left hand and asked, "This is the Red and Black Sect' Fuhu Fist?"

Su Yu untied the robe around his waist and patted it on: "Yes. It's just a second-rate exercise of the divine religion. But it can be used by others, for example, our senior brother Tan Fangding. His fist technique is enough to break your arm."

The man in black asked in pain, "What was that palm just now?"

"Just now..." Su Yu thought for a while, then said lightly, "I just slapped you casually."

At this time, there was a strange laugh from the steps, and it was the man in the Confucian robe who came down: "Master Su is indeed extraordinary in martial arts."

"Your Excellency is..."

"The head of Bu Cai Ye Wu Liang, Yuan Kun."

"Oh?" Su Yu sneered, and said, "I didn't expect Head Yuan to be here. It's a pleasure to meet you. I wonder who this strong man is?"

Yuan Kun laughed and said: "This fellow is reckless, and he ranks fourth in Ye Wuliang, and his name is Ye Laifeng."

Just as Yuan Kun finished speaking, he suddenly heard the sound of the door closing behind him.

For a moment, Su Yu felt that he couldn't do anything alone, and couldn't help frowning.

In this situation, he could escape, but it would be wrong if the two servants behind him fell into their hands.

But at this time Yuan Kun stared: "Who told you to close the door, open it for me!"

As soon as the voice fell, the door was opened again.

Looking away, Yuan Kunpi smiled and said: "The subordinates don't understand the rules, let Master Su laugh."

Su Yu nodded: "Boss Yuan is showing me face, Su Yu accepts it. Let me go."

"Wait." At this time, a girl's clear voice sounded: "The person who hit us wanted to leave easily. Didn't he take me, Ye Wuliang, seriously?"

"Hey! Babe, don't be rude." Yuan Kun said with a fake smile: "Master Su is just here to pay respects to the Buddha, so we can exchange ideas by the way, so it won't hurt your kindness."

The girl with strange makeup came lightly, leaning towards Su Yu, but said to Yuan Kun: "Father, you are a Confucian scholar with a kind heart, but he may not accept our favor. Since it is a competition, of course it is not hurtful. As the saying goes" Seeing a master, you can't miss it', but the little girl has the heart to ask Master Su of the Red and Black God Sect for advice on two tricks."

Without waiting for Yuan Kun to agree, I saw that the girl with strange makeup flicked her robe sleeves, flipped her jade hand lightly, and there was an extra needle between the thumb and index finger of her right hand.

Hidden weapons are the most annoying.

In the blink of an eye, the girl flipped her wrist.

Before Su Yu saw the needle clearly, he rolled over, his feet were off the ground, his upper body spun, and while in the air, his hands scooped up the ground, picking up some gravel. There was a piercing sound in the air, and the stone went straight to the girl's wrist.

The flying needle and the stone drew two white lines in the air, and they combined to make a buzzing sound.

But the two were extremely fast, and at the same time that Su Yu dodged the flying needle, the girl had already hidden behind the bronze dragon pattern tripod.

The flying needle and the stone hit the air, and there was a sound of bang bang in the distance.

Su Yu stood still on the ground, and the two of them looked at each other across the tripod. The girl's eyes were full of murderous intent, like an enraged little leopard.

The girl suddenly flipped her wrist again, as if to fight again.

Yuan Kun stood aside, glanced at the Confucian demeanor just now, his eyes became dark, and a dagger was looming on his wrist.

"stop!"

At this time, a person came to the gate of Tianlong Temple, wearing ordinary farm clothes that could not be more ordinary, and said as he walked, "This is bullying my gods!?"

Look at this man's tall and burly body with tendrils on his cheeks, walking like the wind, and looking like a tiger.

He walked up to Yuan Kun with his head held high, stared at him and growled, "Yuan Kun, do you know Tan?"

(End of this chapter)