Hunting in rags, full of energy.

Zhang Tiangang felt a pain in his palm, and was actually stabbed by a crane's peck, and a sour meaning went straight into it. Luo Zhongfei was also uncomfortable, and several cold breaths on the back of his hands were like maggots attached to the bones, and he moved stupidly.

With the help of the strength aroused by the collision of fists, they each stepped back, their eyes staggered, and the two concentrated to dissolve each other's true qi. Zhang Tiangang was secretly frightened, he had been to Xinqi County, Texas, thinking that the Zhenwei Dart Bureau was just a small dart bureau, and the head of the dart was just a registered disciple of Fengqing Villa, with the help of Jiang, Yu, and Guo's business gradually became bigger, and the background was far inferior to his own Weiyuan Dart Bureau.

As soon as he fought just now, Zhang Tiangang had to re-examine the Zhenwei dart game, the dart game with such a master could not be a dart game that would only tend to be inflammatory, and the strength it showed was not weaker than that of Weiyuan dart.

Yang Zhongwu was a little surprised, in the past few days, Zhang Tiangang has said a lot of "bad achievements" in his ear, planting the impression of a villain in his heart, but seeing that the people of Zhenwei Dart Bureau and Zhang Tiangang have a hard time, he knows that Zhang Tiangang is not telling the truth.

As a young marshal, General Mingwei, Yang Zhongwu's vision is outstanding, he is no stranger to the masters of the rivers and lakes, there are two such masters around him, Yang Xiangliang selected from his personal guards to protect him. These masters can not only protect the safety of the main general, but also capture the flag on the battlefield, which is a great effect, these people are the minions of overcoming difficulties, Yang Zhongwu has no fear of such a master of the rivers and lakes.

Zhang Tiangang and Luo Zhongfei fought in one place again, both of them cautiously probed, looking for the opponent's weakness, Yang Zhongwu looked a little depressed, and said loudly: "Zhang Tiangang, what are you doing spinning around, it will be cold when you finish cooking." ”

Hearing the urging sound, Zhang Tiangang was angry and anxious, angry that Yang Zhongwu clearly did not take himself seriously, and he was careful to meet him in vain; What is anxious is that he has torn his face with Zhenwei Dart Bureau now, offended Guo Huaili again, and indirectly stabbed Shangjiang Shi, only by hugging Yang Zhongwu's thigh can he avoid trouble, Yang Zhongwu urged himself to fight quickly, and he didn't dare not listen. With his left arm stretched out, his hand was like an eagle's claw, and he pointed at Luo Zhongfei's right wrist, covering Luo Zhongfei's right side under the finger wind. The right hand retracted back, and a cold energy was deliberately ready to go.

There was a row of red lanterns hanging at the front of the corridor, and the lanterns were swaying in the strong wind of the fierce battle between the two. He also heard Yang Zhongwu's words urging Zhang Tiangang just now, how can masters rush forward, if Zhang Tiangang rushes forward, it is easy for him to seize the opportunity to knock him down. Therefore, Luo Zhongfei calmed down, and his right fist stirred up a strong wind, crushing Zhang Tiangang's finger wind.

Zhang Tiangang's left hand was useless, and his footsteps seemed to retreat, temporarily avoiding Luo Zhongfei's attack, but in fact, his right foot was on the tip of his toe, and his body rotated, avoiding Luo Zhongfei's fist that took advantage of the situation, and his right claw silently imprinted towards Luo Zhongfei's left rib.

Luo Zhongfei found that it was not good, if he was imprinted on the left rib by Zhang Tiangang, he would have half a life if he didn't die. The corridor was only half a zhang wide, and there were people standing beside him, and in desperation, Luo Zhongfei's figure bounced back, directly smashed through the railing behind him, and fell downstairs.

"Okay", Yang Zhongwu laughed, "This is a bit of a broken soul claw." ”

When the villain came to the door, Guo Huaili couldn't bear it, and said loudly: "Young Marshal Yang, the Anxi Protectorate can't cover the sky with one hand, you demolished my restaurant today, I'm afraid you will inevitably have to give Guo an explanation." ”

After speaking, Guo Huaili shouted at the shopkeeper and the guys of the restaurant: "Everyone get out of the way and let Yang Shaoshuai dismantle it happily." ”

Yang Zhongwu's heart moved, his father had confessed before he came to Huazhou, so that he should not cause trouble, but also not weaken the name of the Anxi Protectorate. Jiang Thorn History originally had some small contradictions with his own family, and his father deliberately revealed it at the birthday banquet of the Bingli eunuch Liu Gonggong, and later Jiang Anyi took up the post of Huazhou Thorn History, and agreed with his father to give Anxi the Protectorate 800,000 taels of customs silver a year, and the relationship between the two has been greatly harmonious.

This time, the Son of Heaven ordered the Anxi Protectorate to move to Huazhou, and to take back the jurisdiction of the Protectorate over local government affairs, on the surface, the father had no complaints, in fact, Yang Zhongwu knew that the father was very unhappy, and the number of soldiers who were blamed for violating discipline in the barracks increased a lot during that time.

Yang Zhongwu pondered carefully what his father told him, after the Anxi Protectorate moved to Zhenhuazhou, military affairs belonged to his father, and civil affairs belonged to the history of assassination, but in some places, military affairs and civil affairs were mixed together, and it was difficult to sort out, and who said it was the biggest problem. Don't weaken the name of the Anxi Protectorate, this sentence seems to him to be the father to let himself come forward, and the place where he should fight must fight.

The location of the military camp was established by the Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, the Huazhou Prefecture and the Anxi Metropolitan Protectorate. Unexpectedly, the defection of Weiyuan Dart Bureau gave him a chance, both profit and excuse, Yang Zhongwu decided to take advantage of the contradiction between Weiyuan Dart Game and Zhenwei Dart Game to compete with Jiang Anyi first.

However, Guo Huaili's words reminded Yang Zhongwu of the other half of his father's words before leaving, don't make trouble. Yang Zhongwu frowned slightly, if he really demolished Qixian Tower, the matter would be big, and Jiang Anyi would tear his face.

Father Shuai once talked to him about Jiang Anyi, and at Father-in-law Liu's banquet, Jiang Anyi skillfully used tricks, not only made those sons and brothers who planned to pit him lose face, but also had courage and knowledge, and could act at the opportunity, he was a great character. Later, Jiang Anyi made many achievements, won the trust of the Son of Heaven, and the tax increased sharply after he was appointed as the assassin of Huazhou.

Of course, Yang Zhongwu is not afraid of Jiang Anyi, not to mention that his father Yang Xiangliang is the Marquis of Yiyong and the Governor of Anxi, that is, he himself is also a general of Mingwei from the fourth grade, not much worse than Jiang Anyi, the trust of the Son of Heaven in the Yang family is especially above Jiang Anyi, if his father and Jiang Anyi have a dispute, Yang Zhongwu thinks that the Son of Heaven will most likely stand on his father's side.

Huazhou is a frontier land, the Son of Heaven needs the stability of Huazhou, and the cooperation of civil and military forces, and the father has followed loyally since the Son of Heaven was still the prince, and there is no problem with trust; Jiang Anyi is financially capable, and when the court uses money, he needs to increase the tax of Huazhou, and the chances of winning are not much compared to his own family. If Guo Huaili insists on suing, it will attract the attention of Long Wei, and it will be unfavorable to his father.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhongwu sneered: "Boss Guo, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense." This is a dispute between Zhang Darthead of Weiyuan Dart Bureau and your family, and this young marshal is not used to seeing you colluding with Sima Mansion and suppressing people with power, so he said a few words for Zhang Dart. Why, isn't Boss Guo even going to arrest me and go to Sima Mansion? ”

"There is a public opinion on the merits", Guo Huaili said angrily: "Tonight's events are obvious to all, and Guo believes that there are always people who speak out about righteousness." ”

Zhang Tiangang rolled his eyes, took out a silver ticket from his arms and said: "Tonight, Zhang Mou and his peers from the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau are learning martial arts, and they didn't stop for a while, and they damaged the things in the restaurant, and this one hundred taels of silver tickets is considered compensation." ”

"Slap" slapped the silver ticket on the wall, Zhang Tiangang turned to Yang Zhongwu and said: "Young Marquis, this meal is not refreshing, Zhang Mou asked the young Marquis to move, let's go to Fengming Courtyard to listen to singing and dancing and drink wine, you are satisfied." ”

This battle went on and on, and countless well-intentioned people were paying attention to the progress of the matter, waiting for the reaction after the return of Jiang Tingshi, and the relocation of the Anxi Protectorate to Huazhou will definitely bring earth-shaking changes to the officialdom of Huazhou. When the wind rises at the end of the apples, it may turn into a storm.

Ningfu, the old man of Ningbo paced slowly on the road in the courtyard, leaning down from time to time to smell the fragrance of flowers beside the road. A young man hurriedly walked over, and the servants saluted one after another, "Hello Fifth Young Master." This young man was born to Ningbo's second son, Ning Xian, ranked fifth, named Ning Qingyang, and took care of the Ning family's business with his father.

After the grandson saluted, Ningbo straightened up and asked, "Qingyang, is there something wrong?" ”

"Weiyuan Dart Bureau and Zhenwei Dart Bureau are fighting in Qixian Tower, I wonder if grandpa knows?" Ning Qingyang asked.

Ningbo asked a few words, and learned that Yang Zhongwu, the eldest son of the Marquis of Yiyong, was standing behind the Weiyuan Dart Bureau, and couldn't help laughing: "The Anxi Duhufu has not moved to the town yet, so his hand will be stretched out to Huazhou first, and this young marquis is fast enough." ”

stepped forward to support his grandfather, and his grandson walked to the hall, Ning Qingyang asked softly: "The business escort of our family used to be the Weiyuan Dart Bureau, and after the Zhenwei Dart Bureau was stationed in the name of Jiang Thorn History, our family gave half of it to the Zhenyuan Dart Bureau. Now that Young Marquis Yang has made it clear that the carriage and horses want to support the Weiyuan Dart Game, which side should we stand on? ”

Ningbo stood at the foot of the steps, and the canary hanging in the cage in front of the eaves thought that someone was feeding, and happily jumped and sang in the cage.

"People die for money, birds die for food", Ningbo sighed: "The current situation is unclear, our family does not need to rush to stand in line, no matter who wins or loses, in the end it is inseparable from our Ning family." ”

Zhenxi Nanhua Mansion, the courtyard is deserted, and the grass in the corner of the wall grows unkemptly, revealing a smell of decay.

Since Jiang Tingshi inquired about the case of kidnapping and trafficking children in Washington three years ago, the Hua family began to decline: several aunts and wives left with their concubines during the accident, and Huazheng did not allow them to go home after Washington got out; Although the charge made the housekeeper Hua Ren bear it, the reputation of the Hua family was ruined, and the squire of Huazhou was unwilling to do business with such a person, so the Han family finally helped and relied on the relationship between in-laws to barely support it; The family is poor, Hua Zheng's brother Hua Sheng took his family to Bingzhou, and nominally branched out, but in fact they split up; Misfortune is not a single line, when Hua Wenqing was appointed as the county commander in Yangchuan County, Duanzhou, he catered to the psychology of the Son of Heaven to levy more taxes and forced out people's lives.

The furnishings in the hall are a little old, but the people in the house are very excited, Hua Zheng, who has always been calm, is also full of smiles, and the second son Hua Wen said with a smile on his face: "Young Marshal Yang accepted the two BMWs sent by his father, and promised to let the children go to the Shuai Mansion to serve after the Anxi Protectorate moved to Huazhou, and with Young Marshal Yang to take care of it, our family will soon be able to make a comeback." ”

Hua Wenming said enviously: "Brother, can you talk to Young Marshal Yang and let me also enter the capital to be an official." ”

Hua Zheng said: "Don't be in a hurry first, Young Marshal Yang must firmly grasp this line, and the future of the Hua family depends on your brothers." Guang'er, I heard that Young Marshal Yang stayed at Miss Qing'er in Fengming Courtyard last night, and you asked your mother for 2,000 taels of silver to redeem Miss Qing'er and send it to Young Marshal Yang. ”

Hua Wenguang said with a smile: "Dad is the atmosphere, with Miss Qing'er beside Yang Shaoshuai to say good things for us, the Hua family will definitely prosper again." ”

When Hua Wenguang came to Fengming Courtyard to redeem people, the old bustard told him with a wry smile: "Young Master Hua, you are late, Miss Qing'er was ransomed early in the morning." Alas, the old lady only needs 1,600 taels of redemption money, and she knew that there would be people to redeem one after another, and the old lady would not let her go easily. ”

On the West Street of Huiye Mansion, the house where Yang Zhongwu temporarily lived, there was a carriage and horses parked in front of the door, full of people who came to give gifts.