No matter it is Master or Senior Sister, no one has ever said, Zhili, you should stay safe outside and don't cause trouble.
No one has ever taught Zhili what it takes to bend and stretch; a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and a hero does not suffer immediate losses.
What the teacher passed on to Zhili was not only calm conversation and broadened horizons, but also clear and broad-minded confidence.
This "bold" sound directly hit the lightning point of fragmentation.
The baggage and sword behind him were tightened by him, Zhili stepped forward and shouted in a deep voice: "You are so domineering, you must be so domineering on weekdays!"
"Who are you, who dare to be so presumptuous?" His subordinates continued to scold him angrily.
"Whoever is arrogant is arrogant? It's you who is showing off your teeth and claws in front of me."
His subordinates frowned angrily and looked at Qian Ri'an.
Qian Ri'an looked Zheli up and down, then looked at the sword behind him, and said more calmly than his subordinates: "You don't have to be so angry. I just saw that the sword on your back is not an ordinary thing, so I came to ask for advice."
"Getting angry? It's ridiculous. You provoke the person first, then bite back and attack the person's bad mood. After that, you ask for advice. You can do both bad and bad things."
Qian Rian was angry: "I've made peace with you, but you still don't know what's wrong?"
The more Zhili listened, the more he laughed: "You and I met by chance, just passers-by. You followed your path, and I followed my own. You asked me something, and I answered it. When I asked you something, I got an angry scolding. You are so harmonious now, so you are so kind.
What? You should apologize instead of scolding others for being ignorant!"
There are people coming and going in Mingtai County, and many people have stopped around to watch the excitement. They are not close, but they are pointing.
Qian Ri'an pointed the riding crop in his hand and raised his eyebrows: "Cut out this guy's tongue!"
He was accompanied by many of his guards, no less than twenty of them. After hearing this, ten of them dismounted and immediately walked towards Zhili.
"A dispute of words will lead to action," Zhi Lihehe, "Then I won't be polite."
After the words fell, he suddenly rushed towards him and raised his fist to hit someone in the eye.
Everyone rushed towards them quickly, and he quickly dodged. When he was avoiding, he was still hitting people with his elbows, metacarpal bones and knees. He hit everyone he could.
The onlookers around him tried to avoid him, but they still couldn't bear to leave.
One of the guards drew his sword and kicked his wrist. He immediately flew up and kicked him in the face. After landing gracefully, he picked up his sword and made a bright sword sign in his hand.
All the men quickly retreated and then drew their swords.
The ten guards who had not dismounted also dismounted and drew their swords.
Many people formally looked at the young man in front of them. He had fine features and a refreshing temperament, but there was a hint of frivolity and arrogance in his soft and gentle face. It was evident from his many skills that he had a lot of skills.
Qian Ri'an had other thoughts on his horse. If a man of this skill could join his father, he would become an effective general in time.
"Wait a minute!" Qian Ri'an suddenly shouted.
All the men looked at him.
Qian Ri'an looked at Zhili: "Young hero! I was so offended just now. I formally apologize to you!"
She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Qian Ri'an got off his horse and ordered his men to put away their weapons. He stopped ten steps away from Zhi, cupped his hands and said, "There aren't many names with the same pronunciation for Zhi. Could it be that Zhi is overjoyed?"
"You have said this for a long time. Where did all this trouble come from?" Zhili threw the weapon in his hand to the ground.
"My surname is Qian, Qian Cai Qian. From the young knight's accent, I am not from Xizhou. May I ask where the young knight is from?"
Zhili didn't answer. After putting down the weapon, he raised his hand and started to roll up his sleeves.
He looks like a thin and slender young man, but his arms are not as thin and slender as those of ordinary literati. Instead, they are very strong and have clear texture.
"Young hero?" Qian Ri'an acted very patiently.
Zhili lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves, and said calmly: "Don't think that if you say "Young Xia" now, I won't remember your contemptuous cry of 'Hello'. Don't think that if you apologize now, I won't remember it.
Remember your arrogant and domineering attitude just now."
He raised his head and looked at Qian Ri'an: "If I hadn't had this skill today, you guys would have really cut off my tongue, right? I see you are so skilled and complacent, you must have a lot of them."
The common people have been oppressed and humiliated by you and others."
Qian Ri'an frowned, and the man next to him took a step forward, wanting to scold him again, but Qian Ri'an stopped him.
"Since you call me young knight," Zhi Li straightened his chest and curled his lips slightly, "then I must be worthy of the title of knight."
After saying this, he was like an arrow leaving the string or a dragon emerging from the valley. He immediately ran forward, grabbed Qian Ri'an, rushed to the front of the horses, and pinned him to the ground.
A "bang" left hook caused severe pain to Qian Ri'an's cheek.
But he didn't even have time to complain about the pain, as another right hook followed.
"Ah!" Qian Ri'an finally screamed this time.
After he was punched several times in the face, the opponent quickly pulled his arm and bent it back, followed by severe kicks and beatings on many joints on his body.
Everything happened very quickly, and when his men turned around and ran towards him, they only had time to catch the young master who had been kicked back.
Qian Ri'an's whole body was numb with pain and he was shaking violently.
After a severe beating, his hair was unkempt, his face was bruised and swollen, the skin was broken in many places, and blood seeped out.
Zhili raised his hands to straighten his clothes that were wrinkled from the fight.
Nearly twenty of his subordinates were supporting Qian Ri'an, who was in a miserable state. No one came forward and did not dare to speak. They opened their eyes and looked at the separation.
"In the future, remember to be polite when treating others," Zhili said lazily with a calm expression, "Don't be ungrateful."
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Yang Ping, who was flipping through the account books quickly and couldn't understand what he was reading, looked up from the book: "Who was beaten?"
Yu Ziqi whispered: "General Qian's ninth son."
"Wasn't he killed by that bitch?"
"The one who died was Qian Liulang and Qian Yuandeng. This time it was the ninth son, Qian Ri'an."
"Does this have anything to do with me?" Yang Ping continued to look at the account book. "Thanks to the general's son, one was killed and the other was beaten. It's really embarrassing."
"Princess," Li Yishu said, "since she is the son of the general who governs the country, and she is being beaten at this time, for the sake of human kindness, maybe we should go and take a look."
"Have you caught the attacker?"
"They...can't beat them, so they let them go."
"Pa!" Yang Ping closed the account book in his hand and said angrily: "This is too much!"
"I heard that the other party is very skilled, and there is nothing they can do against him."
"The son of my dignified general was beaten on the road. He was beaten all the time. He couldn't even catch the attacker! What did they do to eat!?"
Whether Qian Yuandeng or Qian Ri'an, Yang Ping doesn't care if they lose their face.
But now, the face of the entire General's Mansion has been trampled on the ground, and Daqian has also been embarrassed.
Yu Ziqi and Li Yishu were silent and did not answer the conversation.
"It's really disgusting!" Yang Ping gritted his teeth, "Send people quickly and dig three feet into the ground to find this person!"
This chapter has been completed!