Chapter 12 A Flower in Dongshi

At first, passers-by watched this deadlock with relish. Later, when they saw the two sides frozen, some lively people shouted unwillingly: "Wuna Langjun, since you came in fresh clothes and made such a move to stop the car on the street, but the woman in the car refused to tell you the origin, so you have no other means?"

"Don't be stingy. The little man in the car is also handsome and loves you very much. He doesn't hesitate to stop the car on the street to ask his father's family. Even if the wife is beautiful, Xiaolang is not worthy of it. Why don't you leave a surname and maybe achieve a pair of good marriages?"

"You men are vulgar, how do you know what girls are thinking? This little man is commended for his courage, but the woman in the car is still young to hear the voice. Maybe she is shy? Xiaolang, why don't you put this woman in a quiet place and ask quietly? The woman in the car may tell you!"

A burst of laughter suddenly came from the crowd, and a young man said in a clear voice, "Aunuch Zhang, your son is almost about the same age as this little man. Do you still remember what he thought when he was a girl?"

"Joke!" The third aunt of the Zhang family had a rough voice. Although she was a woman, she was like a man, and her voice was full of breath. Yuan Xiu could hear it clearly in the car. "I was also a flower in the East City. If your third uncle Zhang didn't have some skills, he have married me? Bah!"

The young man laughed and said, "Oh, it turns out that the third aunt also made a flower in the East City? I think my aunt's legs are thicker than my waist, and she is a burly and ashamed man. She was born like this when she was born as a third aunt? Oh, third aunt, you are not lying to me. Isn't your name Yizhihua?

As he spoke, it seemed that the third aunt of the Zhang family raised his hand, and only heard the young man shouting, "Aunuch, do you want to play with me for your life? But to tell the truth!"

"Yan's children! Look, I won't tear your mouth!" The third aunt of the Zhang family shouted angrily, "I just came to have dinner last night, and today I came to choreograph my mother's! If you dare to come to the door again in the future, I won't have half a cup of tea with you!"

"The third aunt really has no conscience. When did I come to help you? I had a meal without meat and oil last night, but I chop the firewood for you for two hours!" The teenager surnamed Yan was aggrieved. His voice was crisp, and even Yuan Xiu couldn't help but be attracted. He Yijian, who was on one side, lifted the curtain and looked at it from the other side.

A teenager with dirty clothes and boots jumped around, followed by a thick woman who picked up a broom and beat him up and down. Even Yuanxiu and his party were stopped here by He Yijian and were unhappy. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing.

The cloth teenager suddenly raised his head and looked at Yuan Xiu behind the curtain. His hands, which were holding his head, pulled down the corners of his mouth and made a grimace to her.

Yuanxiu was about to put down the curtain, but he saw the cloth-clothed teenager stepping to the other side of the carriage. It was where He Yijian was and shouted, "Xiao Langjun! I waited for you to come up with advice, but I had no choice but to provoke this night fork. You just watched and didn't save me? What a cruel heart. No wonder the woman in the car won't pay attention to you!"

He Yijian was used to being arrogant in Wei Bo. No matter what he did, he didn't let everyone look at him at all, but he didn't expect that he was watching the excitement of others at the end. When he saw the teenager in cloth approaching him, he seemed to think of something. He smiled and said, "I see that Yan Lang, you are good at chasing the third aunt of the Zhang family. Are you afraid? It's the first time I've practiced like this. Why do I need to save it?"

The third aunt of the Zhang family just arrived with a broom and shouted, "This little Langjun is right! The son of the Yan family, why don't you come here quickly and let me get the anger out of my chest? For the sake of the 16th Niang, I will forgive you!"

"The third aunt is so ruthless. Is the face of the sixteenth mother worth it?" When the cloth teenager saw that He Yijian ignored himself, he made a mistake, but still hid behind him.

Under the wall, the green-shirted servant and Miao Niang, who had been silent, stood up straight and looked solemn: "These two people..."

"Xiahou is over there!" The green-shirted servant was a man, taller. He was the first to see the lively crowd than Miaoniang. A man in black seemed to inadvertently take a few steps towards He Yijian and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How many steps did Xiahou take forward? Is that boy or the mother-in-law a master? The green-shirted servant was relieved and then said to himself suspiciously.

Miao Niang said calmly, "If Xiahou doesn't make it, it's useless for me to go there. As for you, you are a scribe!"

The green-shirted servant ignored her ridic and muttered, "If Liulang had not been infatuated with the woman in that car, he would have returned to the Xiuzhengfang long ago, and the two people could not be entangled with him. Is this a coincidence or a prem?"

Miao Niang frowned and said, "Although Liulang hasn't married yet, he can't walk when he sees a beauty. It's also an accident to pester this little lady today. Isn't it necessarily so coincidental?"

"Look again!"

In the carriage, Yuan Xiu frowned slightly and muttered, "There is something wrong..."

"Madam, this He Yijian is really abominable. I saw that this aunt's broom was so dirty. I thought she had just swept the alley. If I accidentally waved it on his face, it would be fine." Cai Lv couldn't help cursing.

"These two people are not here to assassinate He Yijian, are they?" Yuanxiu suddenly said.

Picking blue and green are a surprise!

"Yu Wenrong, take this opportunity to drive away quickly!" Yuan Xiu held his wrist and shouted.

"Why did the wife say they might be assassins?" Picking green was surprised.

Yuan Xiu explained quickly: "Looking at the appearance of these two people, they seem to be ordinary people in the market, but He Yijian just reported his identity. How can they not know? But how dare you fight around him? How can it be an ordinary market?

"Madam, if these two are really assassins, even if we leave, I'm afraid that Hebei will not give up, right?" Cai Lan said worriedly.

Yuan Xiu shook his head: "I'm afraid that He Yijian has been staring at us on this road just now, so he can meet him again, but he pestered me and asked me about his origin. He thought that Chang'an was different from Wei Bo, and the Wang family was like Lin. They didn't have enough foundation, so they couldn't easily find out my news, which was the case. Now, while Yanlang and Aunt Zhang ran one by one, they stopped He Yijian. As soon as we left, be careful not to let his entourage follow. Even if those two are assassins, why rely on us?

Cai Lan thought about it and nodded, "What my wife said is reasonable."

Yu Wenrong whistled and drove the carriage to Shengyefang when the third aunt of the Zhang family waved a broom in front of He Yijian's horse.

Coincidentally, there were also people in the direction of Shengyefang to watch the bustle. At this moment, when they saw the carriage driving, those people gave way with a smile. When the carriage passed and recovered, they faintly helped them.

Under the wall of Daozhengfang, the blue-shirted servant and the woman in Hufu changed their faces.

"What should I do?"

"Rokuro is important. Don't be tricked to transfer the tiger away from the mountain!" The Qingshan servant immediately said, "I'll stay here and watch, and you can go to Pingkangfang and tell Dalang!"

Hufu woman nod: "Okay!"

He Yijian's face was ugly at this moment. He gently rang the reins, let the green under his seat turn half his head, and glanced at the cloth teenager behind him: "What does this mean, Yanlang?"

"What's the solution to Xiaolangjun's words?" The cloth teenager tilted his head and looked at him with a smile on his innocent face.

He Yijian slightly, his nature. Zi is proud, but he is not stupid. Just now, he has reported his identity. Near the East City, a circle of people gathered to watch the scene have already spread the news all over. Many people are blocked here. There are many dignitaries in the two squares of Taoism and Changle, but no one dares to come out to ask. Even Zhi Jinwu did not come forward. This teenager is just a young man. Cloth dares to come out to take care of this business, which is obviously something.

What's more, he found Xia Hou Fubai, the master beside him earlier than the two attendants hiding under the wall of the Daozheng Square. When the teenager approached him, he immediately took a few steps this way.

He Yijian's martial arts were taught by He Zhifang. Although he was not as good as Xiahou because of his bones and distraction, he could also deal with the idle scenes. If he really did it, the eight guards around Yuan Xiu could easily cope with it. There is a woman in front of her. Of course, the thick woman is full of vitality, but it can be seen that she is just an ordinary strong woman. On the contrary, she is a teenager, with light steps and agility. Xiahou is on guard.

Yuanxiu has left and it's too late to start. He Yijian would not have rashly turned against him before confirming the teenager's identity and skills to Xiahou Fubai, but said, "Look at Yanlang's age, he is more than He's younger than He. I'm afraid He should call you, right?"

The cloth teenager smiled and said, "I don't think it's important to call you. He Langjun is about to be crowned, and you are precious to make you love your son. How can you do such a thing to flirt with the little lady on the street?"

"He fell in love with the woman in the car at first sight, so he wanted to ask the other party's family so that he could talk to each other. How can he use the word flirting?" He Yi glanced at the teenager in cloth and said indifferently.

The young man in cloth shook his head, sighed, and said with pity in his eyes, "He Jialangjun, everyone here has seen it. The little lady doesn't want to tell you at all. Maybe she has a lover, or she doesn't like you at all. Why do you have to pester it? You don't have to make the little wife more disgusted it. You?"

He Yijian smiled and said, "So, He still wants to thank you?" He had a smile on his face, but his eyes flashed with anger!

"No, I don't want He Lang's thanks, but I want to make a deal with He Lang!" The cloth-clothed teenager squeezed his eyes at him, lowered his voice, and then laughed and shouted, "Oi, my wife is gone, and Xiaolangjun also feels bored. What else are you looking at here? Aunt Zhang, I'll go to your house to chop firewood for you for a day. Is it good to spare me today?

Although the third aunt of the Zhang family is strong, she has taught the cloth teenager to collect firewood and other work in recent years. After chasing for so long, she also sweated. She took the opportunity to stop, pulled her sleeves and wiped it, and hummed, "If there is another time, you will chop wood for ten days, and I won't break your leg!"

"Yes, yes! Aunt, don't worry, I will never dare!" The cloth teenager put his hands in his sleeves and said with a smile.

He seemed to have a lot of prestige in the nearby crowd. After speaking, there were a few laughter and comments in the crowd, but it really dispersed.

At this time, He Yijian said suspiciously, "What do you want to do with me?"

The cloth-clothed teenager narrowed his eyes and looked at him and suddenly smiled: "Does He Liulang really believe me?"

"I don't believe in you, I'm the one who believes in me." He Yijian pointed to Xiahou Fubai who walked slowly with a horse whip. "When you came here just now, Xiahou's reaction told me that you are not an ordinary teenager. If you want to stop me, it's also because you heard me report my identity. Tell me what's going on? Although you are very strong, you just ruined my business. I'm not in a good mood. You'd better Give me enough reason to be patient.