The ugly wife of peasant family

The sound of the horse's hooves came closer and closer, and in a twinkling of an eye, they were all dressed in black and covered with black cloth. In a twinkling, they were surrounded, and the leader drank, "stop!"

Master Zhang reined in the reins.

The coachman pulled the reins and looked at him pale.

Mr. Zhang said, "everybody, my carriage is not a valuable thing. It's just a little watermelon. If you want to eat, just take it."

The leader looked at him up and down, his eyes shining, "are you in charge?"

"Yes."

"Just in time, we want these watermelons and send them to the mountains for us."

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you are thirsty, you can take as many watermelons as you want, but if you want all of them, it's not enough."

"Why?"

The leader approached him, "you don't want to drink if you want to."

"I'm also entrusted by others to be loyal to others. I can't take other people's money and don't do things for them. Everyone is in the river and lake. It's not easy. You have to leave me a way to live."

"Oh, I dare to bargain."

The leader rode around him and said, "if I have to take these watermelons today?"

"You're sorry!"

Mr. Zhang's words fell. Without waiting for the leader to respond, he jumped up on his horse, flashed cold light in his hand, and waved to the leader's neck.

The leader didn't expect that he would start suddenly, but his reaction was not slow. He fell backward and lay flat on the horse. He could avoid his move. Before he got up, Master Zhang's second move came again.

The people who come here have skills, and the people they bring with them are the ones who give their heads away. If they can't win the leader at one stroke, they will be here today.

The leader did not expect that master Zhang's martial arts skills were so high. Seeing that he was forced to fight back, he yelled to the rest of the people, "what are you still doing? Come and help!"

The rest of the people responded and urged the horse to come and surround Mr. Zhang.

There was a servant who wanted to come up to help. As soon as he was near, he was beaten out by one of them. The rest of the servants did not dare to move.

Mr. Zhang was surrounded in the middle. He gradually felt tired and dodged slowly. He was cut his arm by a knife, and his exquisite knife almost came out.

"This boy can't do it, brothers, come on!"

The leader yelled, and the besiegers were more aggressive. But in eight or nine moves, Master Zhang got another knife in his leg.

"Mr. Zhang!"

The coachman who was close to him could see clearly and screamed.

Mr. Zhang shook his body for a moment. A man behind him raised his knife again and saw that it was about to fall. In the distance, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves. The dust was higher than just now, but in a moment, it was not far away from them.

The leader yelled, "brothers, their men are coming. Withdraw!"

His words fall, the person of immediately turned horse head at the same time, run toward the distance.

Mr. Zhang shook himself a few times and almost fell off his horse.

The sound of the horse's hoof stopped in front of him. All the people at once were dressed in strong clothes. The leader saw that master Zhang was injured and looked at the dust in the distance. He didn't catch up with him. "Are you Zhang Ze?"

Mr. Zhang answered, "yes."

"We are sent by Lord Qin to meet you. How about you?"

"Nothing serious."

The leader reached into his arms, took out a porcelain vase and threw it to him, "this is the golden sore medicine. Pour it on yourself and follow them into the city. We will send these watermelons."

Mr. Zhang arched his hand with great effort, "please."

The leader nodded.

Mr. Zhang sprinkled the wound with golden sore medicine. The leader pointed to two people and sent him to the city. He said, "go slowly and don't make his wound worse."

The two men, one left and one right, followed Mr. Zhang and escorted him into the city to the gate of Prince Zhan's mansion.

Xia Xi stands at the door and sees that Zhang Ye is injured. Her eyes narrowed and she steps forward, "how is the injury?"

Zhang Ye's face turned white and his body wobbled. "It's nothing serious."

Two guards dismounted, took Mr. Zhang from his horse and helped him in. Xia Xi followed him and told Fu Bo, "let people prepare warm water and take a bottle of top-quality golden sore medicine."

Fubo should go down at once.

Mr. Zhang was sent to a remote courtyard. Two guards helped him lie down and stand aside.

Xia Xi comes forward and tears open his sleeve and trouser leg, revealing the wound.

The wound was not shallow, the skin was flying, but it didn't hurt the bone.

Xiao Si brought water. Xia Xi wiped the wound around Zhang Ye. Seeing no blood oozing, he threw the towel in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "do you see who it is?"

Master Zhang shook his head. "They covered their faces with black scarves. They didn't see clearly."

"What's your skill?"

"As good as me."

Xia Xi squints her eyes. Zhang Ye's skill is very high. He is as good as him. He is not good at ordinary people.

Turning around, he said to the two guards, "tell your marquis to send someone to check."

The two guards should turn and go out.

Xia Xi also ordered, "Fu Bo, let people boil some ginseng soup."

Fubo should go out and bring the door.

There were only two of them left in the house.

Without waiting for Mr. Zhang to ask, Xia Xi said, "this morning, someone put a letter at the gate of Prince Zhan's mansion saying that someone would attack you, so I went to Lord Qin and asked him to send someone over. Unexpectedly, it was still a little late."

Zhang Ye also narrowed his eyes, "that is to say, their target is not those watermelons, but me?"

"It's possible."

Mr. Zhang frowned and recalled the situation just now, "I don't think they wanted my life."

If you really want his life, everyone can go directly together. There's no need to delay until someone goes to save him.

Xia Xi twisted her eyebrows, "if they don't want your life, what's their real purpose?"

At the same time, Pingyang County.

Qing'er had just come out of the house in a carriage. Originally, Aunt Zhang didn't want her to go to the teahouse today, but she insisted on going. Aunt Zhang couldn't stop her. She asked the servant to send her to the teahouse first, and then she would stay at home to stew the soup.

A woman ran over and stopped in front of the carriage, looking anxious, "excuse me, this is miss Qing'er's carriage?"

The carriage stopped, Qing'er lifted the curtain, "I'm Qing'er, you're..."

The woman grabbed the shaft of the car, "miss Qing'er, it's not good. Master Zhang has an accident. Our county master and his wife just got the news and ordered me to tell you."

Qing'er's voice trembled with a buzzing sound, "he, he, he..."

"He is seriously injured and wants to see you. Our master has prepared the carriage. Please follow me."

Fine son disordered discretion, "good, good, you lead the way ahead."

The woman got on the carriage and led the driver out of the city. Not far away, a carriage stopped by the side of the road, and the county master and his wife were waiting beside the carriage.

The woman stopped the carriage and jumped down. "Madam, miss Qing'er is coming."