Zhong Xihou looked at the man named Zhu Jiannan. Is this the man Shu Nan said had military talents?
If he took off the make-up on his face and took off his clothes, he would probably be a pale man with very little flesh on his body, unable to restrain a chicken, and extremely weak. However, he looks so energetic and energetic, which is not what people say.
, a useless person is a scholar.
He looked at the Xindu slave named Xiao Lei again. This slave did not have the expression of a slave. His aura was more like a guard who was guarding his master day and night.
"Don't be surprised, Xiaolei was indeed a Xindu slave before."
"What now?"
The young man smiled. This little Lei was like the Xindu slaves in the Evernight City. He didn't have handcuffs or anklets. He had a tattoo on his face. The two scars on the tattoo were probably made by himself.
For some reason, the more Zhong Xihou looked at this Xindu man, the more familiar he seemed, as if he had seen him several years ago. He finally denied this speculation. If he had seen him before, he would have invited him to join his Qingjian Guards.
Maybe he was included among the 400 people, or the 13 generals. Perhaps, just because they were both from Xindu, this big man gave him a feeling that he was so similar to Mo Chang.
"Xiao Lei is the guard of my Jinling Palace and is responsible for Xiao Wang's travel safety."
"Having such a guard can indeed be responsible for your safety." Zhong Xihou didn't ask any more questions, turned around and walked away. He heard the footsteps of Xindu Nu, and he followed him leisurely. Zhong Xihou smiled.
Laughing, he started to walk quickly, and Xindu Nu was still following him. He speeded up again, and Xindu Nu was still behind him.
The two men went up and down, from the street to the roof, and then stepped on the treetops. The Xindu slave followed them leisurely. When he turned around again, the Xindu slave stopped, and he could not find Zhong Xihou.
He clenched the iron rope in his hand, and he was dropped without realizing it. He never expected that this black man from the West was also very skilled at his feet.
"Xiao Lei, you can't beat him." Zhu Jiannan walked over slowly, and Xiao Lei leaned close to him. It was time for the prince to return home, and he knew very well the body of Zhu Jiannan, such a person,
But I was given such a body. I can only say that fate is sometimes fair.
"Xiao Lei, it seems I can't keep up with the time."
The Xindu slave nodded. He didn't like to talk. He was born in Hancheng and raised in Xindu, and he hated his own accent. Zhu Jiannan took a deep breath and smiled. Living is better than death.
"Let's go back. It seems that we really need to put on a show and invite this black-faced man to come to my palace. Xiaolei, if you invite him to my palace, you can go to the kitchen to make some garbadi and let this man come to my palace."
The Lord of the Nightless City, who is well versed in the Central Tufan Kingdom, tastes what the Gabadi in Xindu is like."
Xiao Lei nodded again and said nothing.
"Hey, are you planning not to say a word until I die?"
When Yan Hude came back, his animal skin clothes were in tatters with sword marks everywhere, he didn't have the leather pot of mare's milk on his waist, and there were several wounds on his face, and the blood was already covered in blood.
As soon as this barbarian entered the room, he picked up the teapot on the table and poured it directly into his mouth regardless of whether it was hot or cold. He was thirsty and hungry, but he was still alive.
"Savage you..."
Yan Hude glanced at Qu Tianqin, but Tianqin did not dare to speak any more. Zhong Xihou pushed the food and kumiss on the table in the direction of Yan Hude.
"eat first."
Yan Hude put down the teapot, wiped his hands on his clothes, and said without paying attention at all: "Master Hou, be careful, the power of the King of Jinling, Lincheng belongs to him, and most of the big rice shops in Yucheng are also in Jinling."
A king's thing."
After Yan Hude finished speaking, he didn't use chopsticks or eat. He grabbed the whole roast chicken with his hands and started to bite it. He looked like a wild chicken that had not eaten for three days and three nights and was expelled from its territory.
Wolf. He's starving, but he's still alive. If he doesn't starve to death, a few hungry meals won't matter.
"Master Marquis, doesn't that mean that the King of Jinling is in charge of the two cities?
People live and die."
"Tianqin, do you know what the relationship between Lincheng and Yucheng is with my city that never sleeps?"
Qu Tianqin doesn't understand that there are twelve cities in the world, Lincheng is special, Yucheng is also special, and the city that never sleeps where she grew up is even more special.
"Ten years ago, 40% surrounded the Evernight City in an attempt to divide my treasure territory. Do you know which four cities they were?"
Tian Qin had heard about it, but she had also heard about it, and the news was quickly blocked by their city lord, the man in front of him.
"I'm telling you today that Guwei City, Lincheng, Wanfeng City and Yu City are the four cities that have surrounded our western region and have tried to kill me several times." Zhong Xihou said this without any expression and his voice was cold.
, making it difficult for people to tell whether he is hateful or calm.
The relationship between the Twelve Cities and the Empire has become increasingly estranged, but there was an express prohibition that the cities were not allowed to fight each other.
People who experienced the war ten years ago always hate it, and people who have heard about it always fear it.
"Master Hou, you said you were wild... Xiaoliang only followed you ten years ago. Master Hou came to Jinling ten years ago..."
"Anyone who offends my limbs will be punished by the gods and Buddhas."
"The Marquis came to Jinling just to kill people?"
The corners of Zhong Xihou's lips were slightly raised, but he didn't say much. Yes, ten years ago, he traveled thousands of miles from the Evernight City to Jinling, the capital city, just to kill people.
"That person's name is Zhu Jianying."
"Zhu Jianying?" Qu Tianqin's eyes widened. She was sure that she heard correctly. The Marquis indeed said that the person he came all the way from the Evernight City to Jinling to kill was a man named Zhu Jianying.
Zhong Xihou smiled again. Qu Tianqin had not been with Zhong Xihou for a long time. In her eyes, Zhong Xihou was tall and serious. He was like a white marble sculpture that could walk and move, allowing people to look at him up close.
, I looked at him carefully, but I couldn't get close to him. There was no expression on his face, as if he was wearing a delicate mask.
"This man is the eldest grandson of King Jinling. He is originally the crown prince of Jinling."
"Did the Marquis kill him?"
Zhong Xihou shook his head, he would never do that. He let this person go, and just because he let this person go, he caused even greater trouble.
Zhong Xihou looked at Yan Hude. He put down the food in his hand and wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand. The oil stains on the roast chicken got all over his mouth.
"Master Hou, there is no need to be shy. If it were not for Master Hou, there would be no Yan Hude today. That Zhu Jianying, in addition to being the crown prince of Jinling, he also runs a gladiatorial arena, ten casinos and seven brothels."
"Isn't he the prince?"
Zhong Xihou smiled. There will always be people who think that princes and nobles should have endless wealth. Zhong Xihou did not explain it. Human greed taught him how to explain it.
There is another person who has the same emotion, the little prince of Jinling, Zhu Yinuo, whose monthly income is just one hundred taels. It is pitiful for him. He holds the title of little prince but cannot spend a lot of money like other Jinling dudes. From childhood to adulthood,
On the contrary, he still owed Mo Ming eight hundred and nearly one thousand taels of silver. This young prince felt extremely aggrieved.
Yan Hude continued: "He threw all the captured soldiers of my Evernight City into the arena and let them kill each other."
Zhongxihou rescued Yanhu Deliang, and also rescued the surviving slaves and captured Tong Wufu.
"What about that person?"
"Silly." Yan Hude said this. The man named Zhu Jianying was stupid. He was surrounded by a group of people who he regarded as pigs and dogs. In fear of them, he got what he deserved for his sins.
retribution.
He was frightened. Such a prince could have been in charge of Lincheng, but everything had failed him.
"Master Hou, if this is the case, then you still..."
"Why should I come to Jinling, right?"
Qu Tianqin thinks so, no matter right or wrong, people always protect their shortcomings.
"The King of Jinling is very good at what he does, and his superficial appearance is better than anyone else's.
"
The sons of King Jinling all left for the west earlier than the old prince. They left three grandsons to accompany the old man, the eldest son Zhu Jianying, the second son Zhu Jiannan, and the third son Zhu Yinuo.
Jian Ying is greedy and ambitious, Jian Nan is kind but scheming, and with that promise, King Jinling will not let him get into a power struggle. King Jinling had no expression that day, which made everyone so embarrassed
, unforgivable. He sent Zhu Jianying to Hanshan Temple and became an idiot monk. Two of Zhu Jianying’s confidants were cut into human sticks and their corpses were hung in the street.
Zhong Xihou couldn't do this, and his master Zhong Nanyan couldn't do it either.
Yan Hude didn't understand. He didn't understand why the Marquis only told half of the story. Yan Hude knew a lot, even more than the commander-in-chief Qu Tianao.
Guwei City, Lincheng, Wanfeng City, and Yucheng are not so much the world of twelve cities as the world of four cities. Nineteen years ago, the empire's mutiny, the forces standing behind the left prime minister, forced Yin to death.
The emperor wanted to hunt down the prince. The famous general Han Wudi killed a thousand soldiers at a time. When the prince fled, the Suzaku Avenue became a river of blood.
Zhong Xihou also had an idea. If General Han was replaced by him, he might be able to do what General Han did. Zhuque Dao killed thousands of Jiajun soldiers just for the word "loyalty".
"Tianqin, I'm going to test you again. If you want someone to be loyal, what should you do first?"
"strength······"
Zhong Xihou smiled, and so did Yan Hude.
"I've heard that there is an elder in Muhan Tower, who is known as Sword Master Wen in Jianghu. Little girl, have you heard of him?"
Qu Tianqin glared at Yan Hude. This savage indeed knew more than she did. She couldn't argue. "Sword Master Wen, whose real name is Zhuge Ding. He knows the world's swordsmanship but doesn't know how to use it. He is a scholar." Qu Tianqin is.
Hearing what people said, she wondered how a scholar, a person who knew nothing about literature but not martial arts, could know all the swordsmanship in the world? "Is it possible that he also knows Wuyu swordsmanship?"
Zhong Xihou laughed, Qu Tianqin was right, the sword master Wen did know Wuyu swordsmanship. "Tianqin, Zhong Nanyan had difficulty understanding Wuyu swordsmanship at that time. Do you know how to help him understand it?"
Who is the person?"
"Master Marquis, you don't mean to say that it was Zhuge Ding who helped the old city master master the Wuyu sword technique."
"Little girl, you got the answer right."
Qu Tianqin knew it would be such an answer, but she still didn't want to believe it was true.
"Master Marquis, you laughed at me and said that strength is what makes people loyal. Then what do you think makes people loyal?"
“To teach people loyalty, you must first trust.”
"trust?"
After dinner, Yan Hude followed Zhong Xihou to the backyard of the inn he had booked yesterday, and then entered the west chamber. Yan Hude could no longer suppress it, and vomited out a mouthful of thick blood. Seeing that his body was instantly weak, and again
He held on to the wall, stumbled, rolled, and managed to crawl onto the bed.
And the several wounds on his body burst open in an instant and oozed blood again.
Zhong Xihou frowned and asked, "Who is it?"
Yan Hude, who was lying on the bed and covering his eyes with his left hand, shook his head and spoke slowly. After about a quarter of an hour, he felt more comfortable and then told Marquis Zhong Xi what happened after he left.
Zhong Xihou's brows remained unchanged, his eyes as black and bright as his skin color shot out two sharp glances, and asked: "Are you sure you are using Zongheng swordsmanship?"
Yan Hude nodded with absolute certainty and added: "This person obviously has something to hide. If he really threatens me with death, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."
Zhong Xihou was a little confused as to who it was, and finally let Yan Hude go with the fatal move. He glanced at Yan Hude from the corner of his eye, or Xiao Liang was not the target of those two people in the first place.
"Master Marquis, maybe you can tell Yan Hude your true purpose for our trip to the city!"
Zhong Xihou looked at Yanhu Deliang, who had come back with half his life and held on for nearly an hour. He was worthy of being called the wolf king, ruthless, not only to his prey, but also to himself.