Chapter five hundred and forty-ninth vicious pretending to be pigs and eating tigers
In the central and southern part of Jizhou, the cold wind of early winter is howling like a knife, blowing the loess on the ground. It seems to be cold a bit early today, and snow has already fallen in Zhongshan.
On a dirt road that is three feet wide, a figure can be vaguely seen running as fast as flying. Looking closer, he is wearing a thin samurai uniform. He is very tall, carrying an oversized iron box on his back, and in his hands.
He was holding a long sword with a wooden scabbard.
Although he is walking, his speed is faster than that of a galloping horse. No doubt Zhu Biao!
After coming out of Yunwu Mountain, he walked over mountains and ridges for nearly a hundred miles without encountering a single person. It had been an hour since he had been on this dirt road, and still no one had been seen. This was very different from what he saw on the way to Jiulian Mountain that day.
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More than twenty miles passed by in a flash, and an earthen castle appeared on the side of the road.
Zhu Biao strode towards the earthen fortress. It was the most important thing for him to confirm where he was first. As for what happened in northern Xinjiang, which caused the number of passers-by to be sparse, he had no time to care about it.
As we get closer and closer, the sight becomes lighter and lighter.
There is an earthen fortress ten miles long around it. It is definitely a big town. In some remote mountainous areas, this size is as big as a county town. Standing above and below the gatehouse are tall and strong country soldiers without murderous intent, and a
One was hunching his head and clasping his hands in the cold wind.
The city gate was wide open, and there were no passers-by. Zhu Biao's mouth cracked when he saw the calligraphy "Lujiabao" on the city gate. If he hadn't known that Dazhou had not yet been defeated, he would have thought he was in some kind of gangland at a glance.
What about Si Dihu’s foundation?
"Two big coins for each person." The city gate guard stretched out his hand and shouted.
Big money means five coins. This is the reason why Zhu Biao believes that the Great Zhou Dynasty has not really declined yet. In the last years of the previous dynasty, it was common to pay ten coins for a hundred coins. The most ruthless ones were those for a thousand coins and ten coins.
Damn it, if the people at the bottom have not been forced to rebel, none of those Doomsday dynasties will be willing to do so.
Zhu Biao had no copper coins in his hand, so a small piece of silver fell into the hands of the country soldier guarding the door. He immediately received apologetic smiles from the eight country soldiers on the left and right.
The soldier who collected the money was the leader of these eight people. He had a beard-like beard on his face, but he skillfully put on a smile without any surprise. What a waste of his good beard!
Walking through the small urn city, the streets in the earthen fort were still very lively. Zhu Biao found the best restaurant on the street and went in.
"The single room on the third floor has been booked. Sir, would you like to dine on the second floor?" The waiter neatly arranged the tables and chairs for Zhu Biao, and poured hot dishes on them. "Okay!" Zhu Biao said.
Biao nodded and took off the iron box on his back. When he put it on the ground, the floor on the second floor creaked.
After ordering four dishes and one soup, Zhu Biao didn't ask for wine. There was a jade gourd hanging around his waist, which contained the essence of wine ointment he took out from the island's wine cellar.
No one has been there for at least seven hundred years, and all the water vapor in the wine jar has evaporated. A jar of 100 kilograms of fine wine can only have three to five kilograms of wine paste left. It is as sticky as glue, and if you touch it on your fingers, it will feel like syrup.
It can be pulled out into silk threads and has an extremely mellow aroma.
Zhu Biao only asked the waiter for a bowl of water, and the jade gourd poured its mouth toward the mouth of the bowl. Zhu Biao shook his head, and all the silky and viscous ointment melted into the bowl.
Zhu Biao didn't like drinking hot wine, so he stroked the mouth of the bowl with his Nine Yin internal energy, and the cold water that had just been brought up from the well quickly condensed into strips of ice, just like ice fish bobbing up and down in the water.
From beginning to end, the mellow aroma of wine did not spread beyond Zhu Biao's table. Even if someone noticed his movements, who would be looking for trouble if they couldn't smell the aroma of wine.
There is a large house in the center of Lujiabao. In front of the door, Lu Zhengzheng, the eldest young master of the Lu family, respectfully invited a sixty-year-old man. "Old boxer is passing by Shirdi and you can come and look for me, Lu Zheng. This is because you think highly of me. You
Don’t worry, these brothers will never have any problems in my Lu family..."
He is just a local powerful and a wealthy family. He and the Jianghu family are purely on two different paths. However, Lu Zheng fully understands the weight of Jianghu masters, and being able to form a truly good relationship will only bring benefits to the Lu family and no harm.
It's a pity that my father was summoned to the county by the county magistrate. He couldn't come forward, which seemed not serious enough.
The three apprentices of the old boxer finally had a place to rest and recover from their injuries. The worry that had been on his mind was finally put back into his stomach, and he felt at ease.
His face was full of sadness, and although his whole body was relieved, his energy suddenly disappeared.
The family was busy taking care of the three sick people, so Lu Zheng invited the old man to go to the restaurant in the castle to cleanse himself of the bad luck he had suffered.
Having said all that, the old boxer just cheered up and followed Lu Zheng for one trip. By the way, he really suffered a huge loss during this trip to Jiulian Mountain.
Not only did his mind recall the scene that night when the two cold chilies went crazy and attacked everyone around the pool, I shuddered, I shuddered. If it hadn't been for luck, the four masters and disciples would have gone all the way to see the King of Hell together.
"Hey, Mr. Lu, and this old boxer, please come on."
Accompanied by the high-pitched and enthusiastic voice of the waiter, a silver-haired old man in black robes and a wealthy young man in his thirties, followed by two entourages, walked up to the second floor.
The owner of the restaurant came up to serve him and said to Lu Zheng sheepishly: "Uncle Lu, master, the third floor is full, and there is only one table on the second floor. You two Haihan..."
"It's okay. Just stay here." The silver-haired and black-robed old man blocked Lu Zheng's words and responded harmoniously.
The two attendants behind Lu Zheng immediately opened the seats for their master and the old man.
"Senior Wang, nice to meet you!"
"Ah, Mr. Wang..."
There were three seats on the second floor that were obviously filled with people from all walks of life. When they saw the old man, they all got up and started chatting with him.
Zhu Biao didn't take it seriously at all. The highest level of the three Jianghu Guests before was only at the first-class level. Although the old man was not in good spirits now, he was still the one who had opened up the two channels of Ren and Du.
"Da, da, da..."
At this time, footsteps were heard again on the stairs. As an old man in linen walked up to the second floor, the previous noisy sound quickly disappeared and suddenly became quiet.
"Senior Bai..." The three Jianghu guests began to greet again. Zhu Biao took a look and saw that this man was at the peak of his fame, and his strength was much stronger than that of the silver-haired old man. There was a man and a woman following behind him. "It turns out that Brother Bai is here.
Why are you taking this road?" The silver-haired old man greeted the sack-clothed old man warmly, and he seemed to be very friendly.
"Hey, the guy in Beijing is recruiting troops, so it's better not to follow the official path!"
When the King of Tang recruited troops, he not only recruited small soldiers, but also recruited elites from the world. As for how these talents from the world were recruited, no one dared to care or knew how to do it.
Lu Zheng got to know the old man surnamed Bai under the introduction of the silver-haired old man. His eyes glanced around the second floor and finally landed on Zhu Biao's table.
A restaurant manager next to him said respectfully: "Uncle Lu, are you going to the third floor?" Although it was full, the second floor was obviously not enough, so he decided to go to the third floor and get a table.
"Let's go to the second floor, find a table and fight again!" Lu Zheng smiled at the shopkeeper, then walked to Zhu Biao's table and said with a smile, "Brother, old boxer Wang and senior Bai just met, you
You are the only one at this table, who can you share with me and give this table to me?"
The owner of the restaurant also smiled at Zhu Biao and said, "This table belongs to my restaurant. It's free. How about this gentleman coming downstairs?"
Zhu Biao didn't even raise an eyebrow and continued to pour wine into the bowl, "When I finish eating, won't you have a table?"
Lu Zheng was startled.
The restaurant manager was stunned.
The two old men were stunned.
Others on the second floor were also in an uproar. No one expected that Zhu Biao was so tough and did not buy the respect of Lu Zheng and the other two old Jianghu people.
Although Lu Zheng is Lujiabao's weakling, that's it. After all, he is not a big deal after leaving Lujiabao. But the old men surnamed Wang and Bai are not simple. Zhu Biao's words are a bit offensive.
Face.
"Interesting." Lu Zheng smiled, although it was a bit stiff.
One of the two followers behind him, a tall and muscular man, walked up to Zhu Biao without any need for Lu Zheng's signal, and said angrily to Zhu Biao: "This friend, it is convenient for others, and my young master is very kind to you.
, my friend gave me some face, and the shopkeeper said it would be free."
Surprisingly, Zhu Biao didn't threaten or use force. Zhu Biao raised his eyes and looked at Lu Zheng, and his evaluation of him improved a lot. There was no vulgar scene on the street, which made him smile slightly.
"snort."
Seeing that Zhu Biao still didn't move, the big man's face darkened, and he stretched out his hand, and a silver coin fell on Zhu Biao's table. The silver light dazzled his eyes, "Friend, please give in."
Zhu Biao was not interested at all in the vulgar passage about pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He moved his hand and the silver on the table automatically flew into his hand, "This is silver? Why do I think it is a lump of earth?"
"Shasha~~" The silver-white powder kept slipping from Zhu Biao's palm, flowing directly to the table and forming a small hill. When he stretched out his palm, it was empty, and all the twelve weight ingots of silver turned into powder.
On the entire second floor of the restaurant, including the two old men surnamed Wang and Bai, everyone's expressions suddenly froze.
Lu Zheng, who had been smiling dryly, opened his mouth wide.
There was such silence on the second floor that one could clearly see the silence even if a pin dropped. Each of the guests looked at the silver powder on the table in shock, at the mysterious master in front of them, and then at Lu Zheng.
No one would think that the money used by the eldest young master of the Lu family, who has thousands of acres of fertile land, could be fake.
However, being able to grind silver into powder so easily, this strength... is more intimidating than the Lu family with thousands of hectares of fertile land.
At least the two old men Wang and Bai knew that they did not have this strength.
"Lu Zheng actually kicked the iron plate now..." Some locals eating on the second floor, although they did not dare to speak, all laughed secretly in their hearts. They just watched from the side as if they were watching a good show, to see how Lu Zheng would cope with the situation below.
place.
Lu Zheng put on a dry smile on his face and said to Zhu Biao sincerely: "This hero, Mr. Lu has a blind eye and cannot see Taishan. He has made the hero unhappy. Lu Zheng apologizes to the hero. Please.
