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Two hundred and fifty-seven things are man-made

At the execution ground in Wuhang City, the hundreds of soldiers from Jiangzhou Prefecture were unable to raise their heads and fired arrows, which was even more shocking to the disciples of Yanyulou. Although piles of gold ingots were posing just a few feet away from them. The ground averted their hungry gazes, but Chen Shi's bow and arrows made them in awe, not to mention that Wei Changpan was watching eagerly from one side.

"I hope what we did today will not plant seeds of hatred in their hearts." Chen Shi said to Wei Changpan as he put away his bow and arrows.

The almost unabashed resentment in the eyes of those people did not escape Wei Changpan's inspection. They slowly dispersed from around the cart, silently carrying their crossbows and quivers, and some even stopped talking. He muttered in an unclean manner, he, Chen Shi, didn't have any official position in Yanyulou or the Zhang family in Qishan County in the past, but now he started to point fingers at them, the children of Yanyulou, and they were really meddling in other people's business. They were so nervous, but they forgot how many checks they had avoided along the way these days by following Chen Shima's lead.

"He's just a concierge who looks after someone's home. He really thinks of himself as a person. If it weren't for the lady, oh no, the secret order from the landlord, which of our brothers would be willing to listen to one more of his nonsense?" Yanyu? Some of the disciples of Lou were talking to the people around them from a little distance, "So what if I have better bows and arrows, but I don't have the ability to penetrate the Yangtze with a hundred steps, so I am so arrogant."

"That's right, we almost let the guy from Songfengshan run away just now to teach us how to trust him." Someone echoed, "The concierge is the concierge. What we gave him was the face of the acting landlord, not the face of his old man named Chen. .”

"After all, they are just a local bumpkin sect. Even if they say that Zhang Wuye is a top-notch figure among our Jiangzhou warriors, in the end they are just sitting in a well and watching the sky..."

"There is also that little kid who is the direct descendant of the Zhang family in Qishan County. He keeps a stinky face all day long and does not sleep or eat with everyone. He has such a weird temperament. No wonder the lady has chosen another good match."

"Yes, only a person like the Third Young Master of Tianshui Pavilion is worthy of the status of a young lady. What ability does this unknown person named Wei have..."

Not far away, Wei Changpan silently moved his hand to the blood-stained knife on his waist. The unintentionally suppressed voices of the Yanyulou disciples reached his ears. His heart ached, but his head was so hot that it felt like it was about to burn. His hand was already pressed on the worn rhinoceros-skin-wrapped handle of the knife. He wanted to take out the knife to silence these noisy people.

"Set your mind and don't become a murderous person." A rough hand covered with thick calluses covered Wei Changpan's hand holding the knife. Chen Shi said in a deep voice, "Do your own thing and let them do it." How to say..."

Chen Shi was brewing his words in his heart, and after a while he added, "The little girl from Yanyulou also has some last resort..."

The unmarried husband was released by Songfeng Mountain and was executed. There has been no news in the past few years. Even if he chooses another good match, it is extremely rare. The children of the world are not rotten scholars who are obsessed with reading. They rarely know how to do it. Keeping the memory of your deceased husband and not marrying for the rest of your life, not to mention that at a time when the Yanyu Tower sect is in danger, the Zhang family of Qishan County, which was once the greatest support to the Yanyu Tower, is also out of date.

Yanyulou can no longer offer any price to tempt these Jianghu sects in exchange for support.

Except for Yu Wenzhao himself.

The veins on the back of Wei Changpan's hands popped out, but they calmed down again in a moment. He was not the young man who had sex with men and women in the town surrounded by mountains. Even if he knew something about it in the brothel, it was vague and hazy, but he had been walking in the world for a while.

In the future, he would be able to listen to a lot of dirty talk, not to mention those things about men and women that the disciples of Yanyulou would always mention in private from time to time. He listened in a daze and blushed, and gradually he understood.

No matter how you say this, it is the hatred of seizing your wife. In the world of martial arts, it is a deadly feud between brothers who want to cut off their robes and cut off their righteousness.

It was just that when he first heard the news from the disciples of Yanyulou, he felt a buzzing and his mind was at a loss as to what to do. It was like a glass bowl falling to the ground and breaking into thousands of pieces that could not be put back together again.

Her voice and smile are still there, but she wants to marry someone else and let someone else lift the red hijab.

Chen Shi, who knew almost nothing about the affairs between men and women, was not an eloquent person, and could not comfort Wei Changpan too much. Moreover, no matter how you look at this matter, it is more about the little girl from Yanyulou than Panzi, who is a good man.

If you are being fooled like this and there is no way to reason, is it possible that you will really have a life-and-death fight with the third son of the Tianshui Pavilion Pavilion Master who has no power to tie a chicken? Not to mention the glory of winning or losing, if

By killing that guy, would Wei Changpan really be able to live happily with the little girl from Yanyu Tower instead of being hunted down by the master of Tianshui Pavilion for the rest of his life?

Yu Wenzhao had no choice. How could Wei Changpan not know that as a woman, the only way to support the situation in Yanyu Tower was to use external force. However, he was still hiding in Rouge Lane of Wuhang City at that time, even if he was next to her,

It doesn't help matters, since he can't reach the third level of martial arts at the right time, even if he is there, it won't have any effect.

"Remember to keep your voice down when you talk about others behind their backs. Not everyone is as good-tempered as Panzi and I." Those disciples from Yanyulou who had gathered together to make noise just now became uneasy and dispersed, "Can't I bring gold with me?"

If you want to leave, dig a hole first and bury it, and come back to pick it up when you are empty-handed. After all, when working in Jiangzhou, money can make the world go round."

While these Yanyulou disciples were busy, Wei Changpan and Chen Twelve had already walked far away. Chen Shi, who was walking with his hands behind his back, glanced back at the Yanyulou disciples who seemed to be carrying gold ingots in full swing, shaking their heads and chuckling.

Shen Chang, "Hit a stick and give it to Lao Caiye. These guys are like the horses that Uncle Chen trained when he was in the frontier army. If they are pushed too hard, they will stick their hooves and stare at you. If they are used to living a comfortable life, they will be picky. In my heart,

You have to have a good sense of proportion..."

Turning around, he saw Wei Changpan still looking distracted. Chen Shi hit him with a chestnut, making him scream in pain.

"This recipe for training horses is different from what those literati said about the art of controlling people. You guys can't listen to it. Is it possible that these words are meant to be spoken to a mountain ghost?" Chen Shi said angrily to him again.

There was a slap on the back of the head. Although the latter was heavier than Chen Shi at this time, the detective had to use his hands to reach him. "You are the last descendant of the Zhang family in Qishan County. When the search for Xiangsongfeng is completed, it is the deer platform."

Empress Qiu, you are the head of the Zhang family in Qishan County... The Wei family in Qishan County is also established. Anyway, someone will have to set up this business again. Uncle Chen will just help you. You will be the head by then, understand.

The more natural, the better.”

It's not that Wei Changpan didn't think about the future, but when Xiangsongfeng Mountain was cut off from Lutai,

After resolving the grudges and reorganizing the Zhang family in Qishan County, this means fighting the two beautiful tigers blocking the road at Kalutai in Songfeng Mountain, and then turning the Jiangzhou government into a solid case to stipulate that the so-called Zhang family banditry be brought to justice.

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The government once posted notices all over Jiangzhou offering rewards for the capture of Yanyulou and the "remnants" of the Zhang family. Those on the notices were often bandits, and Wei Changpan, the title of the key criminal, was still fresh in his mind.

For the officials of the Zhang family and Yanyulou in Qishan County, can he really hope that one day he can clear the clouds and see the blue sky?

He also looked at Chen Shi and saw that there was no hint of joking in the latter's eyes. He met his eyes solemnly. After all, it was Wei Changpan who dodged first: "Can we... really defeat Songfeng Mountain?"

He has seen the fighting prowess of these Yanyulou disciples. Even with the help of those three consecutive crossbows, if it weren't for Chen Shi's superior bow and arrow and his cutting off the retreat, they would not be able to defeat these sixteen Songfeng Mountain disciples even if they killed and injured a few more people.

, coupled with the scene where a group of people couldn't move their legs after seeing the gold ingots in the cart, Wei Changpan couldn't help but have doubts. Even if Gao Xu, the master of Songfeng Mountain, regarded them all as a mob, it seemed to be not without basis.

.

"Consider defeat before fighting. Everyone thinks so. A great army that has fought a hundred battles will inevitably lose sometimes." Chen Shi said calmly, "But if it really comes to that situation, don't panic. Uncle Chen will risk his life."

I promise you to get out of Jiangzhou. Since it doesn’t work this time, it means God is not open to you. Panzi, just find a place with beautiful scenery, marry a wife and have children, and spend the rest of your life.”

"There's no one around, and you can't come and go freely. If you live like this, it's better to die here. After all, it's your hometown." Wei Changpan said, breathing hot air into his hands that were pale with cold.

They had come and gone quite a few times in Jiangzhou. They were only a few miles away from Qishan County, and a few dozen miles away was the town with a large locust tree swaying here and there. However, after Songfengshan learned that he was still alive,

In the end, it was almost certain that there were spies from Songfengshan or Kaolutai in Qishan County and the town. If he entered the town so hastily, he might have fallen into someone else's trap and even implicate his innocent parents.

"Uncle Chen is an illiterate man. He always liked to hear stories about those counselors with thousands of volumes of poems and books in their stomachs, strategizing and winning battles thousands of miles away. Although when it came to actual marches and battles, it was all nonsense.

, the general issued an order thousands of miles away, and the battle started before the military order reached the battle array. Doesn’t success or failure depend on the soldiers on the array?" Chen Shi said with emotion, "But sometimes I also think, maybe there is such a thing in this world.

Such an extraordinary person? If Chen Shi had been with me, even if he had to pay a huge price to meet him, he would have no regrets in this life."

"Those storytellers talk about the confrontation between great counselors. Naturally, there will be a time when one side loses. At this time, when the documents of the defeat have been sent back from 800 miles away, the person will always vomit blood and howl, 'It depends on the person.'"

It's not my fault, it's all God's fault. That's all nonsense. If everything depends on God, then what do you need those who are fighting at the front? If God doesn't give you face, then the battle won't be fought."

These words made Wei Changpan, who was originally heavy-minded, laugh. Everything depends on people.

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