Crowned the New Han Dynasty

Chapter 68 How about this building?

Qingyuan Village.

This is the residence of Bai Qing, a merchant from Pengcheng. Although it is called "Zhuang", it is not outside the city and is actually an attic.

This building was previously a restaurant. After Bai Qing bought it, the old building was razed to the ground and a new one was built, becoming the core of his large and small businesses.

However, since the day the building was built, there have been many civilians wandering in front of the house. Some of these people, some with yellow faces and thin muscles, shabby clothes, and most of them look down and out, are pleading outside the village.

"Master Bai, please let me go this time. My wife and children will not even have money to eat. If we take away the land deed again, we will really have no choice!"

"Young masters, this master, are you going to see Mr. Bai? Please give me a message, just say that I, Liu Laoqi, beg him to let me go. I really have no money to pay back. I am angry with you. Die, my wife ran away, and I really have nothing left!"

"Master Bai, I have no chance of survival. If you don't let me go, I will have no choice but to hang myself!"

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In the surrounding streets, more than 20 people were wandering around, pleading and wailing. A few people tried to cross the street and rushed towards Qingyuan Village. However, they could not take a few steps before they were stopped by the strong nurses and servants, and then there was a meal It was easy to fight, so I pushed him back.

"Bah! A promiscuous gambler who can't control himself is still crying here, blaming our master, and not taking a look at himself! Besides, Qingyuan Village is not a gambling house, so don't come here if you are acting wild!"

"It's not false at all. Gambling houses are open to welcome customers. If you have money, come in. If you don't have money, don't come. Now that you have come, you have no money to pay off your debts. You are crying for poverty here. Why is the old lady dead and the wife starving to death? Aren't they all self-inflicted? "

"Gungun, I don't know how many times I've seen the likes of you all day long. How pitiful are you? If you still cry, I'll beat you to death!"

The guards and servants yelled and cursed, and punched him with fist after fist. There was a scream, followed by a cry for mercy.

All of a sudden, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, a miserable scene.

In a street not far away, Chen Zhi and the little book boy Chen Wu walked slowly forward.

Hearing the voice, the book boy couldn't help but said: "This... what's going on, young master, I've heard about this white tiger, and said that his family has a lot of wealth and is a powerful man outside the city, and the Baijiazhuang is extremely solid. It's like a small city that even bandits can't attack, so why is his residence in the city like this?"

Chen Zhiyou looked around, shook his head, and said: "It's just the thoughts of a gambler. When people are desperate, they can do anything. It doesn't matter if they come to the creditor's door and cry. There are not a few who take risks. Otherwise, why would Bai Qing invite so many nursing homes?"

"So scary?" Chen Wu, the book boy, became more cautious after hearing this.

When Chen Zhi saw his appearance, he knew that at Chen Wu's age, no matter how mature his mind was, he was still just a child. It was the first time he saw such a battle. It was normal to be afraid. It was abnormal not to be afraid. Only after experiencing it a few times could one be calm. It's useless to say anything now, so I stopped comforting him and turned to observe the nurses and servants.

"There are no rules for the advancement and retreat of these guards. They are just ordinary guards. Bai Qing has a lot of assets and has a manor outside the city. He is a big landowner and a small tycoon. The troubled times in the late Eastern Han Dynasty allowed many tycoons to take a step further and join aristocratic families. As the power of the royal family declines, the Han emperor can no longer force wealthy families from all over the country to move to the capital. This family is getting stronger and powerful, and powerful people have the opportunity to ascend to the throne. If Bai Qing's family can continue to be strong for more than ten years, it is possible to go further."

Simply from the training of the nursing home and servants, Chen Zhi could see the foundation of this family, roughly estimate the class, and knew that the threat was not great.

You know, for many well-established families, their servants have received strict training, and together they become elite soldiers, and several families together form an army. In contrast, Bai Qing's nursing home only relies on physical strength and numbers. To be arrogant.

"Stop! Who?"

As he was thinking about it, a bearded nurse suddenly came over from the front with a vigilant look on his face. While scolding him, he looked Chen Zhi up and down: "You don't look like an ordinary person, what are you doing here? Here?" This is the place where my master cultivates himself. Ordinary people are not allowed to enter." "I am Chen Zhi of the Chen family. Go and report it quickly." Chen Zhi said without changing his expression.

"Are you that stupid Chen?" When the nurse heard this, he laughed and reached out to grab him, "You look good, but you are just a promiscuous gambler who came to pay off your debts. Let me give you Report? What a joke! You should come with me to see my master!"

Clang!
Without saying a word, Chen Zhi drew out the sword from his waist and stabbed it directly!

His body has never been hungry since he was a child and is well-nourished. In this era, he has grown up with balanced nutrition and is already stronger than most people. He has an innate advantage in strength, so his movements are steady and agile. His thrust is very fast. Slowly, the tip of the sword touched the bearded Huyuan's forehead before he could stop it - this was a martial art from Chen Zhi's previous life. It was very close to the man's forehead, making it appear even more dangerous, and the man was stunned for a moment.

Cold sweat was pouring down, the man suddenly yelled, his legs went limp, and he collapsed backwards.

Other nursing homes also heard the sound and gathered over one after another.

"who are you!"

"What are you going to do? You actually drew your sword. Do you want to die?"

Amidst the scolding, many nursing homes gathered to surround Chen Zhi's master and servant. The little bookboy Chen Wu was startled and hurried to Chen Zhi's side.

Fortunately, these guardians are not from aristocratic families. They are not allowed to hold sharp blades in the city, at least they dare not use them openly - there is no such rule outside the city.

When the empty-handed guard saw Chen Zhi holding a sharp knife, he just yelled at him with words.

Looking at the man collapsed on the ground, Chen Zhi laughed: "This kind of cowardly person, dare to give me power?" He glanced at the crowd, "No matter who gave you orders, but Han Lu has the ability to insult and kill you!" Said, I am the son of a noble family, I belong to the ninth rank, and I come to visit you. You don’t observe etiquette and try to bully me. If you are killed by me, it will be for nothing. Even your master can’t keep you. Say I, Chen Shouyi, are here."

When he said this, everyone was shocked and confused, wondering whether the Han laws he mentioned were true or false.

In fact, what Chen Zhi was talking about was the laws of the Pre-Han Dynasty, which had been abolished long ago in the New Han Dynasty. However, these guards did not know that he was pulling off an empty city plan. Seeing Chen Zhi's determined expression, they couldn't help but feel guilty. They knew that someone was coming to visit today. , I was ordered to embarrass the visitor, but I had no intention of losing my life because of it.

Suddenly, more than a dozen strong men were suppressed by Chen Zhi, a scholar, and the two sides faced off.

"Master Chen is here. There has been a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding..." Suddenly, a slightly older voice came from behind, followed by an old man dressed as a servant slowly walked over, reprimanding the nursing home and facing Chen Zhi Gongshou said, "They don't recognize you, sir. They have offended you. Please forgive me. My master has prepared drinks, and together with several other stall owners, they are all waiting for you."

"A few other people are here too? Just in time, everything is settled." Chen Zhi nodded, followed the old man to the pavilion with the trembling little book boy, and calculated the situation as he walked.

"The stall owners from other gambling stalls are also here, which saves us a lot of trouble. We don't have to worry about killing chickens to scare monkeys."

After thinking about it, the three of them arrived in front of Qingyuan Village. Looking around, they saw carved beams and painted buildings and brightly lit lights.

The old man leading the way asked proudly: "My master's Zhuangzi has begun to take shape after several repairs. I wonder how it compares to the Chen family's Huayuan Pavilion?"

Huayuan Pavilion is the tallest pavilion in the backyard of Chen's ancestral residence. It was once the residence of Taigong Chen, and a lot of thought was put into its construction.

Chen Zhi looked at the building in front of him, nodded, and said seriously: "It is more ingenious than Huayuan Pavilion, especially the lanterns in this bay and the corridor. They are suitable for hanging, one for every five steps. It is a good place. "As he said this, he said silently in his heart: If there was a fire, it would be a good place to burn.

(End of this chapter)