Lincheng Huamo Chapter 164: Li Family Fortune and Misfortune
This beggar didn't know what the three words Li Qingshan meant. He only knew that he had a name. Although he didn't know how to write those three words, he had a name from today on. His name was Li Qingshan.
The two let go, and Li Qingshan looked up at the handsome young man from a rich family. He grinned at the person in front of him. His dirty little face was covered with wounds, and one eye was covered with bruises.
The other eye was swollen into a big bag. He wiped the nosebleed with the back of his hand, and continued to grin with the cut mouth open.
Li Pinghong looked at Li Qingshan's smiling face, which was a little ugly. But in that smiling face, it was as if the sun was shining down, and the sunshine also shone into Li Pinghong's heart that was originally covered with frost. In an instant, the ice field turned into snow, and the grass was full of green grass.
grow.
He took Li Qingshan's dirty little hand, picked up the long knife on the ground, and led the little beggar slowly towards the group of dandies.
Not to mention those dandy boys, even Zhu Jianjian on the ground no longer writhed in pain, and the shouts stopped instantly. Zhu Jianjian opened his eyes and watched the two people, big and small, walking towards him. The older one had a calm face.
There was no expression. The younger one was grinning. The smile contained expectations for the future, and even revealed a hint of evil.
The little beggar was smiling evilly, and the pig-worm turned into a giant python, as if ready to swallow the sun and the moon. This actually made the son of Fu Yin, who was domineering in Ningchuan and no one dared to stop him, feel cold and panicked from the bottom of his heart.
"Qingshan, who opened your mouth?"
Upon hearing the inquiry, Li Qingshan stretched out his little hand and pointed at a dandy in lavender clothes. He just pointed with his finger and said nothing.
Li Pinghong nodded, let go of Li Qingshan's little hand, then held the knife with both hands, strode like a flying arrow and shot at the lavender-robed dandy. The slaves were about to stop him, but felt pain somewhere in his body, but
He was chopped down to the ground by the soldiers of the city patrol department with their swords.
With no one in the way, Li Ping Hong's sword was raised high and fell with the force of splitting the Huashan Mountain. With a scream, the right arm of the dandy in lavender clothes was separated, and he fell to the ground and rolled around in pain. The broken arm was bleeding from the mouth.
, and the fingers of the severed arm that had just been separated from the body actually flexed slightly a few times, and then turned into a dead thing and lay motionless on the ground.
As soon as he took action, one person was crippled, not to mention the dandy boys and the people watching, and even the soldiers patrolling the city looked shocked. How could this second son of the Li family have such a temper?
Li Pinghong ignored the looks of others and asked again, his tone still gentle.
"Who broke your nose bone?"
Li Qingshan stretched out his little hand again. When he raised his head, a dandy in a light blue gorgeous robe was babbling, but he was running in the opposite direction.
Li Pinghong held the long knife in his hand backwards and threw it hard. The long knife broke through the wind and flew towards the escaping dandy. With a "pop" sound, the escaping dandy spurted out a mouthful of blood and then fell face-on to the ground. And the patrolman of the City Patrol Division
The long knife was inserted into the back of the heart and exposed through the front of the chest, piercing the dandy.
Not to mention the ordinary bustling city, but not far from the Forbidden City, Li Pinghong ignored the laws and killed people in the street. Now even the military leader of the city patrol was stunned. He already understood what the second son of the Li family was talking about.
Luo County was doomed. But under the current situation, he didn't know whether to step forward to stop and arrest the third son of the Li family, or continue to watch as a passerby.
Li Pinghong did not continue to ask Li Qingshan who hurt his eyes. Li Pinghong walked to the side of the soldier's head and said softly: "Not everyone named Zhu is qualified to use the word remonstrance."
The eyes of the patrolling warrior leader shone with light, and what he did next was even more unclear to the onlookers. The warrior leader gave the order, and he actually ordered his subordinates to kill a group of dandies, including the Ningchuan Prefecture Yin.
His son Zhu Jianqian came up together.
Take away the shackles.
The scene on the streets of Jinling City was interesting. A group of city patrol officers escorted a group of rich young men in rich clothes and walked slowly on the streets.
Li Pinghong looked at the broken arm on the ground and the lifeless body of the dandy in the light blue gorgeous robe, but he smiled. Then he walked towards the little beggar Li Qingshan and held his hand.
Lifting his little hand, he said with a smile and a gentle tone: "Qingshan, let's go home."
This is Jinling City. In the past, Jinling City did not allow people who entered the city to carry swords with people who went out on the streets, let alone fight in public. It was a top priority to cause human life, regardless of the identity of both parties. But today, the second son of the Li family
He really killed someone, but he took the little beggar back home as if nothing had happened.
The incident caused an uproar in Jinling, not only because Li Pinghong chopped one person to pieces and stabbed another to death in the street, but also because of the identities of these dandy boys. They were the sons of Ningchuan governor, Ningchuan governor, Sima, and even the sons of Ningchuan merchants.
Even if these people's families are all in Ningchuan, how can it be difficult to reach Jinling?
Before Li Pinghong and Li Qingshan returned to the Li Mansion, the notes about this matter had already been sent to the Forbidden City. Not one or two letters, but a total of one hundred and twenty-seven.
Zhu Jiannan was still in the imperial garden. Beside him were the one hundred and twenty-six pieces of music, and the copy written by Ning Chuan's agent was thrown on the grass after reading it. Standing next to him
There was a man, his body upright and his face calm.
He originally planned to kneel down, but Zhu Jiannan stopped him and invited him to read the symposium written by Ning Chuan's agent.
Zhu Jiannan asked: "Uncle Li, do you think what Ping Hong did this time was right or wrong?"
The head of the Li family remained silent for a while, then his voice was calm and he said respectfully: "Beheading one person to death and stabbing another to death in the street is against the laws of the city. Li Pinghong knew the law and broke the law, and his crime is true, but I will listen to His Highness."
"Oh, are you just going to let me be miserable? Then, what if I want Pinghong to hang himself at the door of the inn?"
When the head of the Li family heard this, his heart trembled, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He only heard him reply calmly: "Your Highness is the future master of the city. Not to mention Li Pinghong, even if His Highness wants the old minister to hang himself in front of His Highness, the old minister will never do it."
Don’t frown.”
Zhu Jiannan laughed, then clapped his hands, and the palace lady walked over with a delicate jade plate. There were two white porcelain pots on the jade plate, and the porcelain pots were filled with fine wine or spirits.
Zhu Jiannan took a pot of wine, without using a cup, and raised it high to let the wine flow down into a line. He opened his mouth and continued like that. After just a few sips of a pot of wine, the porcelain pot was empty. Then Zhu Jiannan took another
He passed another pot and didn't drink from it. Instead, he handed it to the head of the Li family.
The head of the Li family still had an expressionless face, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. He bent slightly and took the porcelain pot with both hands. After saying "Thank you for the gift, Your Highness", he was like Zhu Jiannan, holding the porcelain pot high and the wine flowing.
Complete the line. Open your mouth and let all the wine fall into your mouth.
After a few sips, the pot of wine was empty. The wine was so strong that it made the head of the Li family's throat feel like it was on fire. But his face remained calm and expressionless.
All he drank was a pot of strong wine.
Zhu Jiannan also smiled when he saw the head of the Li family looking like this. Sure enough, the fox was so flustered last time because the target was Li Ganghong. Then Zhu Jiannan laughed out loud, he felt
It’s funny, everyone praises Li Ganghong and Mo Ming, but treats Li Pinghong, Li Yunhong and Zhu Yinuo as jokes.
Could it be that the fox in front of me thinks so too?
"Uncle Li, if you drink too much, you will only get drunker. It doesn't matter if you fall asleep drunk. If you drink too much and can't sleep, that will be bad. Come here!"
As soon as the sound came out, there were armored guards walking quickly
He came over, knelt down on one knee a few feet behind them, and waited for orders.
"Send Li Daren back home."
After receiving the order, the guard made a gesture of invitation, and after the head of the Li family bowed to Zhu Jiannan, he also left with the guard.
Zhu Jiannan lay back on the recliner again and looked at the sky. The wicker chair rocked, leisurely and extremely comfortable. He gently patted his abdomen. This body was really good. He drank to his heart's content and hugged Meiji, but he didn't feel any pain.
Why is it uncomfortable? But I am used to smelling the scent of incense coming from my clothes, but I can't help but frown in displeasure.
This smell is too strong and a bit pungent. It seems that I need to ask the palace maid to change the spices again, so as not to disgust others and make me vomit.
It was also at this time that a thick voice came from behind him.
"Is that old boy from the Li family gone?"
Hearing the sound, Zhu Jiannan got up from his wicker chair, then turned around and saluted with a bow to the sky.
The visitor was wearing a loose nightgown and wearing a pair of wooden clogs just like Li Yunhong, the boy from the Li family. However, his pair of wooden clogs were thinner than Li Yunhong's, and they did not make as much "clucking" sound when he walked.
The visitor is old and has many dark brown spots on his face, but he is full of energy and does not look like he should in his old age.
Apart from the Old Dragon King of Jinling, who else could be able to walk around in such casual clothes in the Forbidden City?
The old Dragon King waved his hand and motioned Zhu Jiannan to sit down. As soon as he walked to the wicker chair, several guards brought a wicker chair of the same style for the old man to sit on. The old man also lay down on the wicker chair.
He shook his head and looked at the sky. He reached out to pick up the porcelain pot on the coffee table, but the porcelain pot was empty. It was obviously empty of wine and there was nothing left to drink.
Zhu Jiannan couldn't help but frown, and then said: "Grandpa, the fact that you are here to talk to your grandson is not an excuse for you to drink secretly."
Hearing his grandson's words, the old Dragon King laughed loudly, but he still opened the lid of the porcelain pot to make sure that it was indeed empty, so he had to bring it to his nose and smell the smell to satisfy his craving. This scene made Zhu Jiannan take it seriously.
I can't laugh or cry.
Then Zhu Jiannan said: "Grandpa, how long has it been since you and I drank together?"
When the old Dragon King heard this, he didn't think about it carefully. He just replied casually: "Since the arrival of Hei Tan from the West, I, the King of Jinling, have been under the control of this little brat like you. Let alone you, this little brat.
If you want to drink secretly, the palace ladies will stop you. Alas, life is boring, life is boring."
Seeing his grandfather's childlike appearance, Zhu Jiannan also burst into laughter. Then his voice was calm and even serious: "How about my grandfather just accompany my grandson and get drunk?"
The old Dragon King mistakenly thought that he had heard wrongly and looked at his grandson with wide eyes. But Zhu Jiannan only responded with a smile and a slight nod. The Old Dragon King was sure that it was correct and laughed.
But then the old Dragon King thought of business and asked: "So, this boy from the Li family, what are you going to do?"
Zhu Jiannan's voice was calm, and there was no emotion. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "My grandson has thought about Yun Hong becoming the general of Lincheng in the future. It's a pity, it's a pity, this kid has a kind heart, and his grandson plans to let him go."
Jingzhou.”
The old Dragon King nodded, very satisfied with this arrangement, but the person he was asking was not the third son of the Li family. The old Dragon King did not speak, just waiting for his grandson to continue.
Zhu Jiannan also understood what his grandfather meant. If Li Pinghong just killed a high-ranking young man, it would be a big or small matter. But on the surface, Li Pinghong just peeled off the Zhu family's face and threw it to the ground, that's all.
, he also stamped hard several times and then stamped hard again.
Zhu Jiannan smiled slightly, but asked back: "Grandpa, besides our three brothers, do you have any grandchildren outside?"