Breaking the Day

Three days, fleeting.

During these three days, although Li Chengfeng went home, no one who had good friends with the Li family came to greet him on weekdays, and even the neighbors would hide as far away as the plague when they saw the Li family’s people traveling. Far.

Everyone saw clearly what was going on in this disaster.

Although Young Master Li was not dead, when he returned, he killed Cheng'an Yiba Yousan with thunder, and punished other gangsters who tried to fish in troubled waters to gain advantage, but this does not mean that this storm is over!

Behind this turmoil must be the master of the war family, and even the prefect Zhang Junheng. Everyone was quietly waiting for the prefect Zhang Junheng and the Northwestern Zhanjia to continue to do something to the Li family.

No one is optimistic that the Li family can survive under such a joint hands, and no one dares to approach them.

Early in the morning, the straight road leading from Cheng'an City to the north of the city was crowded with people. They jammed both sides of the road, full of enthusiasm, at least on the surface.

Because as soon as their faces lose their smiles or are happy, they will immediately come forward and kick them viciously: "Your grandmother's, your family is dead? Who will show your face so hard to show this! Smelly face, I made your family really dead!"

The gangsters wore ordinary people's clothes and walked quietly through the crowd, maintaining a warm and festive atmosphere on the surface.

A large group of these people are holding a bunch of umbrellas for the people of the people. The umbrellas are dotted with many small paper strips with various words of praise.

"Aqin!" Boge, who was swimming in the ice and snow in the city, sneezed. He smacked his nose and took a look in the crowd. He suddenly said, "Hey, here comes, get ready! "

Everyone turned their heads to look, but saw a luxurious four-carriage slowly approaching at the end of the road, and beside the carriage was a large sedan with a tin roof and four people.

A discerning person saw it and knew that this was Young Master Zhanjia and Zhang Junheng, the prefect of Cheng'an City.

"Quick!" Brother Bai quickly glared at his subordinates. These subordinates ordered one after another, and there was a burst of enthusiastic cheers from the crowd between the left and right sides, and an old man came forward tremblingly in front of him. Slowly knelt down and said loudly, "Master Qingtian!"

The soldiers who opened the road in front held the handle of the knife and shouted angrily: "What are you doing! Are you looking for death!"

Zhang Junheng yelled to stop the sedan chair, walked down, and yelled at the soldiers: "Get out!" Then, he stepped forward with a kind face, and looked around suspiciously: "Old man, what is this?"

The old man looked excited and said: "The old man, regardless of safety, personally led the army to strangle the monsters, to protect our lives in Cheng'an, the whole city, and the old to replace the hundreds of thousands of people in Cheng'an. Thank you, my lord!"

As he said, he was struggling to kowtow.

Zhang Junheng's face was red, he hurriedly helped the old man to stand up, his voice said in a high voice: "The old man is not talented, has no virtue, and is incompetent. If the old man can’t come forward with the invasion of monsters, wouldn’t it be shameful to the saint and to the people of the Li people! Old man, please hurry up, you are like this, the old man can’t afford it!”

Boge suddenly shouted in the crowd: "The prefect, you can afford to defend your home and country!"

The other gangsters immediately said: "Yes, I can afford it!"

The people who were caught in the block all responded one after another: "You can afford it!" After all, they knelt down one after another.

After all, Bo Ge waved his hand in a concealed manner, and the people holding the Wanmin Umbrella swarmed up and surrounded the prefect. Zhan Qisheng leaned against the carriage, he drew up the curtain, looked at all this with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "I have seen shameless people, and I have never seen shameless people like this."

His servant Li Bo smiled: "Zhang Junheng was also a disciple of the emperor at the time. He was a top-ranking explorer, and he was conceited to learn. How could he willingly be a prefect in this remote Chengan city for a lifetime?"

Zhan Qisheng sneered and said, "He thought he was doing this set, asking credit for credit, and making a little noise, he could go back?"

Li Bo smiled: "Cats have cat paths, and rats have mouse paths. Everyone has their own means."

Zhang Junheng arched his hands at everyone, pressed his hands down, and said loudly: "Everyone please get up, please get up!"

A group of elderly squires gathered around Zhang Junheng to sing praises, and for a while, the streets were full of flattery and flattering.

Li Chengfeng, who was hiding in the street and planning to travel low-key, couldn't help it. "This old guy, really can't help it!"

Su Yuehan was leading two horses, each carrying two large burdens on their horses. She whispered: "Master, shall we go on a detour?"

Li Chengfeng bid farewell to his mother and the reluctant servants at home, especially Lu Zhu cried and spent makeup, and threw himself in Li Chengfeng’s arms for a long time and refused to come out. Su Yuehan lowered his eyebrows in Lu Zhu and The other servants followed Li Chengfeng on the journey with envy and jealousy.

When the two walked to the entrance of the market, they saw this almost disgusting scene.

Li Chengfeng looked at Zhang Junheng and Zhan Qisheng's carriage not far away in the field. He thought of the servants of the Li family who had died before, and the old man who had been bedridden so far. He started to get angry from his heart, and the evil grew to the guts. With a sneer: "Hmph, might as well take another look! This kind of shameless situation is not easy to see."

While they were talking, in the back of the street there were Qingpi gangsters flying kites one by one by the wind, with various words of praise written on them, and there was even a portrait of Zhang Junheng.

Brother Bo immediately shouted: "Master Prefect has been promoted!"

A headed squire immediately followed up and flattered: "My eldest man, this is what the people expect!"

The surrounding people all responded in unison, and Li Chengfeng looked at him and took a breath: "Sure enough, there is a mountain and a mountain high. This shameless method can be done? Huh!"

When Li Chengfeng spoke, he took advantage of the opportunity to hide in the crowd, and took out a thumb-wide, small willow blade hidden weapon blade in his hand. Taking advantage of the people around him not paying attention, his wrist flicked and the blade flashed. After that, the kite with Zhang Junheng's portrait was drawn instantly.

For a while everyone did not pay attention, until someone pointed at the kite and shouted: "Oh, the wire is broken!"

Brother Bo was dumbfounded, turned his head and glared at the **** holding the kite string. The **** looked dumbfounded, and everyone was overwhelmed by the reaction, and he didn't know what to say to complete the scene.

The hustle and bustle of the market suddenly fell into a deserted place, and the scene was extremely embarrassing. Only the too thin and long adults looked up at "self" flying higher and higher, and his eyes twitched.

Boge was clever, he slapped his thigh, and said loudly: "Oh, the prefect is rising!"

Everyone woke up like a dream, and then they came back to their senses, and they responded: "Yes, loudly loudly, this is a good sign!"

Zhang Junheng’s complexion is much more beautiful, but when everyone was flattering and flattering, a clear and loud voice came from the crowd. This voice was the noisy flattery of the crowd and could not hide it, because he Penetrate people's hearts, hit the nail on the head!

"Mother, look, the prefect has ascended to heaven!" A milky voice, like thunder and lightning, hit everyone's heart hard.

The market entrance was quiet again in an instant, everyone looked weird, they exchanged their eyes quietly, some raised their heads to look at the ascended "prefect", some quietly took their eyes to look at Zhang Junheng's face as dark as the bottom of a pot , But more people looked sideways. They saw the lady of Huadengkou Xiong's family holding her five-year-old child standing shivering in the crowd that had left a large open space!