Su Zheng was being stepped on by a woman of similar age and beautiful appearance.
However, the one who stepped on others begged in a low voice, but the one who was stepped on spoke forcefully.
Such a contradictory picture confused Zhang Xiaopou, who was hiding in the dark and peeking.
"Su Zheng, please be kind and let me go." The woman begged softly again, her eyes red, and she was about to cry.
"Kneel down and beg me!" Su Zheng's tone was still strong and non-negotiable.
Snap! Snap!
The woman suddenly leaned over and gave Su Zheng two loud slaps.
"!!!" Zhang Xiaozu was shocked as he hid in the dark.
I never expected that this woman who looked gentle and delicate on the outside could be so ruthless in her actions.
What surprised Zhang Xiaozu even more was that Su Zheng, who was humiliated, did not yell or even struggle.
He just stared at the woman with a pair of fire-breathing eyes, gritted his teeth and said viciously: "Di Xiayun, I, Su Zheng, swear that one day -"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The woman didn't wait for Su Zheng to finish saying the oath, and slapped Su Zheng seven or eight times in the face with her bow. Then she sneered and said: "I swear, I swear, my ears are almost getting calloused, and I haven't seen what you did to me."
.Can you tell me something new?”
"Di Xiayun, I'm going to kill you!" Su Zheng roared in a low voice.
Zhang Xiaozu could tell that Su Zheng was angry, but he was trying his best to lower his voice, as if he was afraid of being heard.
"Haha, kill me? Can you beat me?" the woman asked with a sneer.
"Don't worry, there will be a day." Su Zheng suddenly grinned, as if he had already seen the day he mentioned.
When the woman saw Su Zheng's smile, she couldn't help but get furious. She leaned over and grabbed Su Zheng's neck and lifted him up from the ground.
Su Zheng was pinched so hard that he couldn't breathe, and his cheeks turned purple after a while.
Suddenly, he suddenly increased his strength, kicked off his feet, made fists with both hands, put them at his waist, and then punched the woman in the face with his right fist.
Zhang Xiaozu could see clearly that Su Zheng wanted to use the boxing technique he taught.
However, his feet were not touching the ground, and he had nowhere to put down his roots and exert his strength. Moreover, he was choked to the point of death by the woman, and his breath could not flow freely. Therefore, this punch lacked both power and speed, and the woman easily dodged it by turning her head.
"Giggle, your fist is so soft that even a slap on the back is not strong enough, and you want to hit this girl? You know, the way you punched just now was really funny." The woman was punched softly by Su Zheng.
He was so amused that he laughed mercilessly.
After laughing, he swung his arm and threw Su Zheng to the ground.
"Cough - cough cough -" Su Zheng fell to the ground and coughed violently.
The woman took out a handkerchief and wiped her hands. She looked sideways at Su Zheng and asked, "Su Zheng, I'll give you a chance to make a comeback. Don't you and your friends who are the same trash call themselves the Eighteen Riders of the Imperial Capital?"
Do you dare to sign up for this year’s Iron Riding Competition?”
"So what if you dare? So what if you don't dare?" Su Zheng asked.
"I don't ask you to win the roster. As long as you can break into the top six, no, as long as you can break into the top eight, I will accept my fate and marry you, a loser." The woman said.
"What if we can't break into the top eight?" Su Zheng asked.
"Then you go and ask His Majesty to dissolve our engagement," the woman said.
A cold light flashed in Su Zheng's eyes and he said: "I can agree, but the conditions must be changed."
"What to change?" The woman's eyes suddenly lit up.
"If I can break into the top eight, I will ask my father to break our engagement, but you have to declare in front of everyone that you will be my slave, Su Zheng. How about that?" Su Zheng's eyes flashed with vicious light,
He obviously hated the woman in front of him.
"You -" the woman was about to get angry when she heard the word "slave", but she swallowed it back, suppressed her anger and said, "Okay, I agree."
"Oh, how can I trust you? What if you break your promise?" Su Zheng asked.
The woman sneered and said, "I should be the one to ask you this question."
"I, Su Zheng, swore an oath with royal honor. If I break my promise, I will not die well and will not be able to enter the ancestral hall after my death!" Su Zheng made a poisonous oath on the spot, and then looked at the woman.
The woman gritted her teeth and swore on the spot: "I, Di Xiayun, swear by the honor of my family, if I have any food...
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If you say so, I will not die a good death and will be a slave for nine lifetimes after my death."
"My dear, you are so cruel, one is more poisonous than the other." Zhang Xiaozhu couldn't help but speechless when he heard the two swearing poison.
"call--"
The woman suddenly let out a long breath, as if she had expelled all the turbid air accumulated in her chest, and then she showed an extremely relaxed smile on her face and sighed: "I will be free in three and a half months, that's great!"
"It's too early for you to be happy." Su Zheng sneered.
The woman was in a good mood and did not want to waste words with Su Zheng. She smiled and said: "Work hard!"
After that, he turned around and skipped away.
Su Zheng saw the woman leaving and struggled to get up.
He did not leave, but found a very secluded corner to hide, and slowly applied ointment to his bruised cheek.
Zhang Xiaozu looked at the pitiful Su Zheng and took out the best elixir from the mustard seeds. After hesitating for a moment, he put the elixir away again and left quietly.
Because he knew that what Su Zheng needed most at this moment was not the healing elixir, but not being seen by others.
This is a guy who wants to save face and suffer.
At least in front of this woman named Di Xiayun, he kept his face and self-esteem, even though his face and self-esteem looked very ridiculous in front of the woman's ruthless punches and kicks.
Zhang Xiaozu shook his head as he walked.
After leaving the garden where Su Zheng was licking his wounds alone, he wandered east, west, north and south for half an hour before returning to the Emperor's Palace.
The noisy sound of Huangji Palace can be heard from a long distance away.
Because Su Hanlin left the meeting early on the grounds of lack of health, the ministers no longer felt oppressed. In addition, after drinking one glass after another of fine wine, their nerves were paralyzed and they relaxed more and more, so the more they drank, the more lively they became.
"What a shame, the palace is the palace, and the pits are all fragrant." Zhang Xiaozhu exclaimed while peeing.
He went around the back of Huangji Hall and climbed over the back wall. He saw that the hut was not far away in the northwest corner, so he took the opportunity to go to the hut.
Then my eyes were opened.
I saw incense burning in the latrine. Not only was there no smell at all, but the aroma was overpowering. There were also curls of cigarette smoke floating in the air, making it feel like a fairyland.
Suddenly, a burst of water rushed in, washing away the urine he had just urinated in the tunnel. Zhang Xiaozu was surprised and admired, and wanted to know who came up with this clever trick.
He put on his pants and pushed the door open to walk out of the pit, and someone happened to push the door out of the pit next door.
The two glanced at each other casually.
"!!!"
"!!!"
The four eyes looked at each other, and the air suddenly solidified.
Zhang Xiaozhu stared at the old man in front of him who had not escaped after all, and a sentence suddenly came to his mind that was said by Yuan Taiping or Niu Dawa: When fate comes, you can't hide.
Uncle Sun across from me also had a sentence pop up in his mind: No matter how hard you try, you won't find anything, and it won't take any effort to get there.
"Evil thief, it's really you!"
"no!"
"That's you!"
"That's not true!"
Looking at the old man who was getting hysterical, Zhang Xiaopou suddenly became wise and stretched out his hand to push the old man back into the latrine, and then helped him close the wooden door.
However, in addition to the slamming of the door, there was also an additional thud.
The muscles on Zhang Xiaozu's face twitched hard, because the uncle seemed to have been pushed into the pit by him.
With deep regrets, Zhang Xiaopou ran away, leaving the uncle alone and wailing.
"We thought you weren't coming back." Niu Dawa was surprised to see Zhang Xiaozu coming back, because Zhang Xiaozu had been away for too long.
Zhang Xiaozhu drank a glass of wine to calm down his shock, and then asked: "Can you go?"
"Okay." Niu Dawa nodded.
"Then let's go." Zhang Xiaozu urged.
"No. This wine tastes good. Let's drink it for a while." Niu Dawa said greedily.
"It's indeed a good wine." Zhou Jianlai was already drunk.
"I pushed the uncle into the pit. If he doesn't run away, something will happen." Zhang Xiaozu muttered in Niu Dawa's ear.
"Pfft--" Niu Dawa spit out the wine before he could swallow it, and gave Zhang Xiaopou a "You are cruel enough" look.
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God, get up and leave.
On the official road outside the south gate of the imperial capital, a carriage was speeding south.
The curtain of the carriage opened a corner, revealing a delicate and beautiful face. She looked at the imperial capital that was getting further away, her eyes full of unwillingness.
She came with endless longing, but everything turned out to be a fantasy.
Where did she come from and where will she return.
"You should say hello to Brother Zhang and the others before leaving." In the carriage, Su De looked at Qi Ronger's lonely look and felt filled with guilt.
"I left them a farewell letter." Qi Ronger said.
"Actually, you can stay here. With brothers Zhang and Niu taking care of you, you can live a good life in the empire." Su De said softly.
Qi Ronger suddenly withdrew her gaze, turned to glare at Su De, and said angrily: "Don't say such words again in the future. Since I have committed myself to you, you will be my heaven in this life. Wherever the heaven is, I will be there."
No matter when it thunders or rains, wind blows or snows, I will accompany you without any regrets. The only thing is that you must not betray me, otherwise I will not forgive you."
"Thank you! I, Su De, swear to God that I will never let Ronger down in this life." Su De held Qi Ronger's hand tightly, feeling very warm in his heart.
Qi Ronger turned her anger into joy, opened the curtains and looked at the imperial capital, regretting: "It's a pity that I couldn't enter the palace to have a look."
"Don't worry, we will come back again, and I will let you go in and see enough." Su De said.
"You monk, you are talking big words again." Qi Ronger smiled and rolled her eyes at him, saying, "Don't forget, your good father has said that you will not be allowed to step into the palace in this life."
"It doesn't necessarily mean what he said." Su De said.
After a conversation with Su Hanlin that night, he finally knew why he had been sent out of the palace since he was a child. It turned out that it was just because the imperial master deduced the stars and calculated that he had the appearance of an emperor.
Then he was sent away by Su Hanlin.
The reason is simple: he is a commoner and cannot be a king.
After listening to this, Su De really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.
He used to only know that most people in the world lamented his bad fate, but now he realized that having a good fate was also a sin.
As for the slap Su Hanlin gave him, it was not only a warning to him not to have any undue thoughts about the throne, but also helped him resolve the evil spirit that had been bothering him for a long time.
But Su De couldn't understand why Su Hanlin told him this. Wouldn't it be better not to let him know?
Aren't you afraid that he didn't care about the throne at all, but after telling him, it made him greedy?
Su De couldn't understand.
But he didn't dare to ask Qi Ronger, because he knew that Qi Ronger had a strong desire for power, and it would definitely be bad if he told her.
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According to Niu Dawa's instructions, the carriage stopped in front of a magnificent mansion.
Guowei Mansion.
This is the residence of Butcher Zhang in the imperial capital. It was a reward from Su Hanlin at the beginning of the founding of Suzhou.
However, on the day of the reward, Butcher Zhang and his whole family went to Northern Xinjiang, so the mansion has remained empty and has not been lived in until now.
At the banquet, Butcher Zhang looked for Zhang Xiaopeng but could not find him, so he asked Niu Dawa and the other three if they had a place to stay. When they learned that the four of them had no place to stay, he gave them a badge and asked them to come and stay.
So the four of them came happily.
The sun is shining brightly, and the vermilion gate is tightly closed.
"Didn't you say that there are servants looking after the house? Why is the door closed in broad daylight?" Niu Dawa frowned and muttered.
"Maybe it's because the old man doesn't live here and has no friends or relatives to visit." Zhang Xiaozhu guessed, then walked up and knocked on the door.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
"Hey, it's coming, it's coming, stop knocking."
Zhang Xiaozu knocked dozens of times before hearing a hoarse response from inside.
Creak——
Accompanied by two old rubbing sounds, a gap half a person wide was opened in the vermilion door, and a skinny old man stood inside the door.
"May I ask, young hero, who are you looking for?" The old man asked in a hoarse voice while turning his cloudy eyeballs sunk deep into his eye sockets, looking at Zhang Xiaopou.
"Don't look for anyone——"
"Why don't you knock on the door if you're not looking for someone? I'm going to make fun of the old man." Zhang Xiaozu was interrupted by the old man unhappily before he could finish his words, and he was about to close the door after he finished speaking.
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