Wei Shu

When Jiang heard the words, her uneasy face turned frosty, and she asked coldly, "Did you lose something?"

She knows that these so-called beggars are indeed beggars where they can be seen, but where they can't be seen, they are deceitful and ungrateful people. Followed their way.

Jiang Shun knew the way here better than Jiang Shi, and immediately said respectfully: "Madam, don't worry, that old beggar didn't approach our chariot and horse at all, and that horse was also startled by the swords of several bodyguards. Hissed."

"That's all." Jiang's complexion was a little pale, he raised his head to look at the sky, and waved: "Let's go, the hour is coming."

Jiang Shun hurriedly bowed his waist to answer, turned around and led the way, a group of servants surrounded him, protected Jiang's mother and daughter, stepped out of the house, boarded the car and left.

The bodyguard hired by the Jiang family this time is from the largest bodyguard bureau in Zhending Mansion - Zhenbei Bodyguard Bureau, and Ding Lei, the chief disciple of "Canglongjian" Zou Long Zou, the head of the bodyguard, is the head of the bodyguard.

This Ding Lei has made quite a name in the Hebei two roads, he was given the nickname "Little Canglong Sword", when the 36-way Canglong Sword is used, it is impossible for ordinary Jianghu masters to get close to him.This time he brought a total of six bodyguards and more than a dozen escorts, and they were safe.

Escorts have always had their own rules, and before the chariots and horses left the city, the banner of the Zhenbei Escort was only opened a little bit, and from a distance, one could only see a big "Zhen" in the air. , fluttering in the wind under the autumn sun.

In the corner of the street, a man with a yellowish complexion and dressed in brown clothes was mixed among a group of idlers. He quietly looked at the red dart flag, and heard the chattering discussions coming from beside him:

"Madam Cheng seems to be going back to the capital. Oh, it's a long way."

"This lady from the Cheng family has a pretty face, and her skin is so white and greasy, everyone has seen it just now, tsk tsk tsk..."

"Tch, children really don't know much about it, what is a woman worth seeing? Then the girl from the Cheng family is Shui Ling, and the matchmaker in Baihualou can't compare to it."

A group of idlers can't spit out ivory, commenting and talking nonsense there, but they don't dare to let go of their voices, they only dare to discuss in a low voice.

The master of the Cheng family, Cheng Wei, was an official for one of the parents, and now he has been promoted to the capital to become a high-ranking official. Even if the magistrate of Zhending County is here, he should be polite to the mother and daughter of the Cheng family. Min is not even qualified to pass in front of other people's houses, so he can only talk nonsense from a distance to relieve his boredom.

When the line of carriages and horses turned out of the alley, the dust dissipated and they were nowhere to be seen again, and those idlers never dispersed, still talking there, but the topic changed from Cheng's to Hualou, criticizing Think about the level of the flower girl's advocacy of excellence.

The man in brown clothes seemed a little bored, opened his mouth and yawned big, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth, before shaking his shoulders, he left the crowd step by step.

Today coincides with the county fair, and after two intersections, there is a bustling market. Farmers outside the city are carrying fresh fruits, melons and vegetables, as well as cattle, sheep, chickens and ducks. There are also many gatherings here, and the market is crowded with people, which is very lively.

The man in brown clothes seemed to have nothing to do, just wandering around on the street, stopping to eat some fruit from time to time, or taking advantage of the crowds to order items from the two small stalls, or staring straight at the big girl and young wife Look at it, it looks like a bewildered woman.

An hour later, the man in brown walked through the market and turned into an alley.

The other side of this alley is the shopfront facing the street, and most of the people in the alley are the backyards of those shopfronts, so it is the time to sit down, so there are not many people in the alley, and it looks a bit deserted.

The man in brown was humming a little tune that he couldn't hear, and walked forward leisurely, when suddenly his feet slipped and his body tilted, "Baji" fell a big somersault.

He gritted his teeth in pain, and after a while he got up cursing, bent over and slapped the floating ash on his body indiscriminately, while his eyes buried in the messy hair pointed vigilantly at the place behind him:
The back door of a certain store was half open, and a man in charge stood at the door, loudly reprimanding a young man dressed as a clerk, who kept bending and bowing, with a smirk on his face;

Farther away, a thin woman was struggling to hold a water basin, and walked slowly towards the ditch, as if she wanted to pour out the sewage in the basin;

Five or six steps away from the woman was a couple of peasants carrying burdens. They seemed to be rushing to the market to sell things. There were a lot of melons and vegetables in the baskets on both ends of the pole. Walking with sweat all over his face;
There was also an old woman with gray hair who set up a small soup noodle stall at the entrance of the alley, and a few men who looked like porters were sitting scattered around, eating noodles there.

After a glance, the man in brown clothes quickly looked away, hummed an out-of-tune tune again, and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

When passing by the backyard of a certain store, he even clumsily climbed up to the wall and looked inside, looking sly, as if he wanted to go in and steal something.

At this moment, he seemed unaware that the farmer couple behind him had put down their baskets, the man silently pulled out a long and narrow sword from the shoulder pole, and the woman untied the soft whip wrapped around her waist;

The coolies at the entrance of the alley also got up at the same time and quickly dispersed. Two of them drew their swords and rushed into the alley, while the rest all went around to the other end.

And the woman who was pouring water had put the water basin on the ground lightly at this time, raised her hand and took off the wig on her head, revealing a bald head, but it turned out to be a monk in disguise.

I saw the monk took a step across, with five fingers like hooks, stretched out his hand into the ditch, and there was a crescent shovel in his palm.

Seeing this scene, the steward who was giving a lecture turned pale with fright, crawled into the courtyard, and closed the courtyard door with a bang.

The alley was silent, but the sound of the door became more and more clear.

At this moment, the man in brown suddenly yelled, his arms bulging, and he stretched out his hand to press heavily on the wall. His figure flew obliquely like a rabbit, and flew straight to the end of the alley.

"Stop him!"

The man pretending to be a farmer seemed to be the leader of the trip, and when he saw this, he raised his voice and shouted loudly. With a swing of the rapier in his palm, the green light pierced through the air, and the body and sword merged into one, attacking the back of the man in brown.

The brown-clothed man seemed to have eyes behind him, and he didn't even look at it, but turned back.

"Ding--"

The voice was as soft as a thread, with a lingering sound, half of the sleeve of the man in brown clothes was instantly torn apart by the sword energy, revealing a palm and half of a fine steel armguard. outsiders.