Chapter 70: Childe Han Kuang
Hao Jia smiled and approached Li Rui step by step, and the opponent had lost the ability to resist. Just stab the bronze sword in his chest, or slit his throat, and you're done. The master here paid a high price of 300 yuan, and if he slaughtered this lirui, he would add 50 yuan. Isn't it just for the money? After getting the money, he left Xianyang immediately, not afraid that the Lirui family would come to take revenge.
"Die!" The corners of Haojia's mouth were cruel, and the bronze sword in his hand was raised high, and victory was in the next moment.
"Whew......!" There was a sound of wind in the back of his head, and Haojia's ears were very smart. The body slammed to the side, "Bang......!" An apple fell to the ground, "Damn, you Qin people ......!" As soon as he opened his mouth, he scolded, and the black shadow flashed, "Bang......!" A persimmon knot stuck firmly on Haojia's face.
The little girl raised her hands and shouted, and when she reached for the apple on the plate, she found that the plate was empty.
"Zhao ......!" Just as she was about to turn around and tell Zhao Ping'er, Xiaoya's big eyes suddenly turned into a crescent moon with laughter. I saw Zhao Ping'er holding a food box in his hand, and the box was full of walnuts.
Someone takes the lead, and naturally someone follows suit. For a while, all kinds of food were thrown into the field when it rained, cups, plates, saucers, cups, and wine jugs. Some of them also held up the wine jar with thick arms, and the Haojia rabbit with a face of persimmon sauce was like a rabbit running left and right. However, all sides are sealed with silk, and the only door to enter and exit is also closed, no one is open outside, don't think about going out in this life.
With persimmon sauce on his face and two cabbage sticks on his shoulders. There are slices of radish hanging from his hair, and there are all kinds of complicated smells all over his body. A famous Korean swordsman, now he has the heart to commit suicide in embarrassment, and where does he have the heart to find trouble with Lirui.
Jing Er struggled to fly out of a plate. Grabbed a hole with his hand back. Just looking for a good guy. The chief waiter brought a boiling pot intimately. The bubbling soup is sure to add a lot of power.
The scene was indescribably chaotic, and no matter how much the maids in the private room shouted to stop it, it had no effect. The damn fan finally opened, and several big men with hats and robes rushed out. Someone pulled an arm and someone dragged a leg, and they carried Haojia out in a daze.
Without a goal, the Qin people naturally have no channel to vent. The noise was loud, and they were all gentlemen with heads and faces in Xianyang City. Naturally, there is no edge to make trouble. The whole bullring became a sea of noise, and Jing Er wanted to say something. But he opened his mouth and roared a few times, but the few people next to him did not react.
Jing Er, who was helpless, shut up. Anyway, it's superfluous to say anything. Chun'er and Xiaoya were the most noisy, raising their little fists and squeaking. Bringing a few hormonal guys is also like a chicken blood.
Looking at the empty desktop, Jing Er regretted it a little. Why did the damn throw it so clean, it's better to keep a little. Even the flask was thrown down, and the roar was thirsty and wanted to drink nothing.
Finally, the gentlemen of Xianyang shouted tiredly. When I looked back and wanted to drink something, I had the same trouble as Jing Er. For a while, the sound of drinking came and went, and the bullring was noisy again.
"Master, the slave and maid have seen it. It's what is thrown in this room. I have asked the maid to be accurate. The guy who looked like a pug led the way in front of him, followed by a man with a majestic weapon. Behind the man were more than a dozen big men. One by one, the tiger's back is bear's waist, and his face is full of horizontal silk meat.
The man who was called the master was about twenty years old, and he had a short beard. A white face is like a crown of jade, and the two eyes are like black gems embedded in it. He was dressed in a gorgeous brocade garment, and hung a high-quality jade pendant carved from mutton fat white jade around his waist. Walking with his chest high and his head up, he looks like a person who has been in a position for a long time.
When I entered the private room where Jing Er was, I saw that there were some children sitting in the room. The eldest one is sixteen or seventeen years old, and the younger one seems to be only about ten years old. I was even more angry in my heart, and I didn't know whose anointed children came here to make trouble. I heard that there is a son-in-law of Lord Xiangbang, hum! With Lu Buwei, it is really tired and crooked to dare to argue with himself.
"Who is the child of the Lu Buwei family, come out! Let grandpa see what kind of demon happened to the Lu family. The young man went to the door, pushed it open, and shouted loudly.
Lu Yu'er was young in the end, and when she saw that the other party was full of people, she was menacing. Frightened, he got into his cousin's arms, and looked at the person with a nervous face. The little nose twitched, and it seemed that she would cry at any moment.
"Where did you come from, how dare you be so rampant. Scare my little brother, Lao Tzu screwed off your head. "Lu Ping was a famous gentleman in Handan, although he came to Xianyang for only a few years, he was also a more famous gentleman in Xianyang. Today, seeing that people dare to despise the Xiangbang Mansion like this, and scare their cousins, they naturally don't follow.
The chief waiter wanted to speak and scold, but was stopped by Jing Er. He was very curious, what kind of person had such great power, and he didn't even pay attention to Lu Buwei.
"Listen, my son-in-law is a Korean prince with a single name. The current queen mother is my son-in-law's aunt, and Han Bazi in the harem is my son-in-law's sister-in-law. As for the current king, he is the brother-in-law and cousin of my son-in-law. The dolls of the Xiangbang Mansion also dare to make trouble here. Even if LĂź Buwei is here, he must behave here. The guy who looked like a steward shouted threateningly, and the hairy black mole at the corner of his mouth shook and shook indescribably disgusting.
Lu Ping's heart sank, it turned out to be the relatives of the Empress Dowager Xia. Although LĂź Buwei was a great Qin minister, King Zhuangxiang respected the Empress Dowager Xia. After all, if the mother and son are close to each other, if the two families quarrel, they will still favor some Empress Dowager Xia.
After thinking about it, I had a plan in my heart again. It's not just yourself who you're doing today. And the eldest son, hehe! Even if the sky collapses, there is a tall man on top of it, how can you bear me.
Lu Ping had made up his mind in his heart, patted Lu Pheasant's head and comforted his cousin, and then stepped forward and said. Look at the obnoxious steward, look left and right. The steward raised his chin and glared at Lu Ping with his nostrils. A look that is even more arrogant than the master's family, "Smack......!" There was a crisp sound. Lu Ping suddenly made a move and slapped the steward in the face.
The steward's eyes were so bright that two lines of nosebleeds slowly flowed down.
"You dog, you are blind. My uncle is the Great Qin Xiangbang, and his name is also your name? Even if your lord's family is a relative of the Queen Mother, you must abide by the laws of the Great Qin Kingdom. You don't have to be inferior in Korea, but you have to be a slave in my Daqin. No wonder you South Korea have repeatedly ceded land and paid reparations and paid tribute to my Great Qin. Slaves are not like slaves, and masters are not like masters who don't understand etiquette at all, and dare to say that we are Western barbarians. â
"Good ......!" The words were sonorous and powerful, and Chun'er was the first behind her to wave and applaud. The range of movement was a little large, and the small hat on his head, which was already crooked, fell to the ground, and a black and blue silk hung down. Han Kuang's eyes couldn't help but light up when he saw that Chun'er was his daughter.
Jing Er also nodded with satisfaction, worthy of being Lu Buwei's nephew who was deliberately cultivated. Speaking of reasonableness, even if these words are taken to the propaganda room. It will definitely be sought after by those Great Qin supremacists, and no one will consider punishing Lu Ping at all.
The steward was beaten, and he sprang up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. But he really didn't dare to fight back, so he turned around and knelt on the ground with a "poof", sobbing and begging the master to call the shots.
"It turned out to be Lu Xiang's nephew, and Han Kuang and Lu Xiang met several times. Although it is not said that the intersection is very deep, it can also be said that the well water does not interfere with the river water. I don't know where I, Han someone, was slacking off today, so that Lu Gongzi actually wanted to come here to smash Han someone's field? â
"Humph! It's too much to say that it's too much, but I can't get used to the despicable behavior of Koreans. I don't know if Gongzi Kuang's South Korea is all such people, if they are all such people. Lu thought about it and talked to General Meng Fu that it would be better to fight against South Korea in the future without leaving a pawn at every station. lest some despicable people defile the land of Great Qin. â
"Good ......!" This time, it was Yang Duanhe and Wang Ben who shouted good, they were both from a family of Great Qin soldiers. The members of the extreme Great Qin nationalism felt that the Qin people were naturally nobler than the people of the Six Kingdoms. It's like the Han prince in front of him, if it weren't for the Empress Dowager Xia behind him. I'm afraid that someone would have cut it into eighteen pieces and thrown it into Weishui to feed the fish.
Han Kuang's face was blue and purple for a while, offending Han in front of him. If you don't be your kid, Lao Tzu won't be surnamed Han.
"Come on, take this son down and put him in the dungeon, and let Lu Buwei lead the people." Han Kuang saw that Lu Ping's tongue was very sharp, and he knew that he would not be able to please him if he continued to talk about it. simply didn't do anything, and directly took down Lu Ping. Even Xiangbang's nephew is closed, and it will be seen if these children of Xianyang will dare to make trouble on their own land in the future.
"Who dare!" Yang Duanhe rushed forward with a roar, and Wang Ben stood up. Although he is still young, he has a brave spirit.
"Yo he! There are also those who come out, and they take them together. "I am in charge of my territory, Han Kuang thinks that the person who is with Lu Ping is not a big deal. Today is to show the Xianyang people their prestige, hum! The current Queen Mother is my aunt, and I'm still afraid of you subordinates.
Han Kuang was used to being arrogant in Yangzhai, and when he came to Xianyang, he felt that he was covered by his aunt and sister, and he didn't dare to do anything to himself. He didn't pay attention to the children in front of him at all!
The facts tell Han Kuang that sometimes in your territory, you can't be the master. Because, this land belongs to Great Qin, and the current King of Qin happens to be his father.
"Bastard, who dares to move a finger of Lu Ping. Lao Tzu cut off his hand! Jing Er suddenly jumped up, pointed at Han Kuang and shouted.
"You kid has a kind, someone came and pulled the maid beside him. Lao Tzu is going to her in front of you, so that you know how powerful the master is. With a finger of Han Kuang's pale hand, two big men pounced on Chun'er. (To be continued......)