When Wu Xin and Yang Yi saw Jiang Hu approaching, they jumped back to the shore and stood with hands hanging down, covered in water. They were still afraid of losing money: "Isn't it a story?"
In the Tang Dynasty, Jin said: "Master Jiang is a powerful official!"
Wu Xin's mind was clear: "The official should have a lot of money!"
Tang Shijin thought for a while: "Okay, then I'll give you three hundred taels if I lose. Do you want to come?"
Jiang Hudao: "Tell a story??"
He looked at the two of them coldly.
The people all lowered their heads and murmured in a low voice: "Just a few words, she just wants to hear the gossip of the big officials in the capital."
Tang Shijin waved the bamboo pole and challenged: "Why don't you say a word! Mr. Jiang, you don't dare!"
For Tang Shijin, she didn't believe they would let go of this opportunity to test their depth.
However, a good fight is a powerful tool to close the relationship. No matter how turbulent the capital city is, on the premise that they have already arrived at your door, it is absolutely beneficial and harmless to build a good relationship.
Jiang Hu glanced at her for a few times, gave the embroidered spring knife to the person next to him, tucked up the hem, and jumped onto the grate curtain with enough energy. Then he stepped on both sides, quickly found his balance, and got used to it.
Then he jumped back to the shore and said: "Come here."
Tang Shijin threw a bamboo pole to him: "We will compete here. My sworn brother and I can go back to the pavilion to breathe, and you and your men can go to the shore to breathe. There is no limit on the number of times. Of course, you can't go to the shore.
When using concealed weapons, you can only attack on water. If one of you falls into the water, you lose."
Jiang Hudao: "Okay."
He pointed at a random person and jumped up.
Tang Shijin and Yan Baiwei looked at each other, threw away the grate curtain, and lightly jumped up.
Both sides launched their movements almost instantly.
This was the first time that Tang Shijin cooperated with Yan Baiwei, but the two seemed to have a natural connection with each other.
After only a few moves, the two of them discovered that the person pointed by Jiang Hu was obviously not good at Qing Gong. His feet were heavy and not flexible.
So Yan Baiwei immediately moved all his attacks to him.
Moreover, his fighting style imitated Tang Shijin's and was very cunning. He used this person as a shield and always stood diagonally opposite Jiang Hu.
Tang Shijin relied on her light body to step on the grate curtain like an electric flying saucer, and used water splashes to trip the man's feet. Moreover, she didn't have any grace, she was just as cunning as she could, looking at people behind their backs to do evil things.
He even poured cold water on people's necks.
The man had a cold face at first, but then he couldn't help shouting: "Fuck!?"
When he jumped back to the shore to take a breath, the two of them did not take the opportunity to attack, but as soon as he landed back on the grate curtain, the attacks came like a sudden storm.
Just when he was concentrating on guarding his feet, Yan Baiwei's bamboo pole suddenly broke into two pieces. The man was stunned for a moment, and a piece of the bamboo pole had already hit his waist. The man screamed and his whole body
The person lay flat on the water.
When Jiang Hu flew to rescue him, he was already tripped by Tang Shijin's extended stick, and he ran away as soon as he tripped. The one who escaped was called a slipper.
Seeing that the man was about to touch the water, Yan Baiwei quickly stepped forward, lifted him up, and jumped back to the shore.
Tang Shijin also jumped back and said with a smile: "Master Jiang! You lose!" She raised her hand: "Three stories!"
Jiang Hu jumped back to the shore and said coldly: "Whatever you want to know, let them tell you."
"No!" Tang Shijin said: "You lost, so you have to tell me! You don't want to default on your debt, do you?"
Jiang Hu glanced at her warningly from under his eyelashes.
Tang Shijin was fearless: "You have to talk after breakfast."
He said coldly: "I can't tell stories."
Tang Shijin said: "I just like to listen to stories told by people who can't tell stories!"
Jiang Hu was so angry that he said, "You are so bold. If I were my official, wouldn't I kill you?"
Tang Shijin stepped back, looking shocked.
Jiang Hu's eyebrows trembled slightly, the look on his face became colder, he lowered his head and walked forward.
Then Tang Shijin casually grabbed a Jin Yiwei and said in a local accent: "Master Xiaoqi, let me tell you, your Master Jiang will be famous in history. In the 19th year of Yuan Sheng, Jin Yiwei Jiang protected and killed the young Tang Shijin. To find out the reason,
Was it because he had to default on his debt after losing a bet? Later generations commented: "
She changed her voice to a strange one: "Is it okay to just go away without paying the debt? Why do you want to kill someone?"
Another deep voice said, "Jiang Hu, the man who single-handedly brought down the entire Jinyiwei style!"
Xiaoqi suppressed laughter and kept breathing.
To be honest, just from the attitude of his subordinates, we know that Jiang Hu is not a murderous person.
Tang Shijin changed his voice again: "You must be able to read history. The key to this matter is, why did Jiang Hu lose to a young child? What were they competing for? What can young children do? It can only be embroidery! This is Jiang Hu
Weird, he practiced hard for many years, but lost to a little girl from the country, so he killed someone out of shame and anger!"
She pretended to be knocking on the cloud board, and struck Xiaoqi's waist knife with a stick: "As the saying goes, storytelling, singing and opera are good for persuading people. If the three avenues go in the middle, embroidery will not be unreliable. Killing people is too ridiculous. Of course,
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Jiang Hu couldn't bear it anymore: "Tang Shijin!!"
Tang Shijin said: "Here!"
Jiang Hu gritted his teeth: "Sooner or later, you will die from your mouth!"
Tang Shijin said: "There is no way! We businessmen rely entirely on our words to make a living."
Jiang Hu shouted: "Get in quickly!"
"Yes!" Tang Shijin smiled back and said, "The meal hasn't been served yet! Mr. Jiang still wants to tell stories after the meal!"
In her previous life, when she was so young, she didn't understand that young age and good looks were both big killers, and now she also had a daughter... If she used it well, it would really be invincible.
Of course, except when encountering some kind of perversion.
Anyway, after breakfast, she drove away Yan Baiwei and Taohua Xian'er, moved the stool directly to Jiang Hu, and looked at him cutely.
Jiang Hu glanced at her and said coldly: "What do you want to know?"
In fact, Mr. Jiang made a huge compromise.
The Jin Yiwei is indeed lawless, but for a secret service agency, confidentiality is definitely the top priority.
Therefore, Jiang Hu's words mean, whatever you want to know, I can tell you.
Or to put it more clearly, I can consider telling you what you want to find out.
Tang Shijin was still a little touched.
Although Mr. Jiang looked cold, he was actually a nicer person than she imagined.
But Tang Shijin really didn't want to find out anything.
She just pretended that she didn't understand and said with a smile: "Just say whatever you want!"
He said coldly: "Whatever you say?"
Tang Shijin thought for a while: "How about you tell me about Brother Taoliu's rotten peach blossom?"
Jiang Hu was slightly surprised.
He took a sip of tea and said, "Why don't you just ask him?"
"Ask him?" Tang Shijin said nonchalantly: "A person who recites ten poems in one sentence, and after listening to them all, I only know that he is talented, good-looking, and has fascinated thousands of girls in the capital... nothing else.
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Jiang Hu lowered his eyes.
He said: "Speaking of which, you can tell him that that person is already married, so he can rest assured."