"Uncle Eight, I want to go home and have a son. This time it's good, I can only give birth to myself." Xu Jie held a small note left by Yun Shuhuan with only one line of words in his hand, and smiled bitterly.

He had already entered the ground of Taiyuan Prefecture again, and Xu Jie read the note in his hand several times, and Yun Shuhuan left. Xu Jie could guess what Yun Shuhuan was thinking, and Xu Jie could already feel Yun Shuhuan's inner inferiority complex.

Xu Laoba smiled and said, "A handsome and talented man like Jie'er, no matter how rich he is, he is a lady from a wealthy family or a female hero in the world, he can do it at will."

Xu Jie answered, "You said He Jiyue is gone, then I have no choice. Boy Yun actually dares to leave, but I bought her with money. Grandma still has a contract to sell her body. It's really outrageous! Do you have to sue the government for such a thing?"

Xu Jie was nagging, maybe he was really unhappy. As soon as Yun Shuhuan left, Xu Jie had to wash his long hair on his head. Is that okay?

"Young master, boy Yun ran away. You have to report this matter to the official and ask the government to catch him back and beat him with a board. The contract is not counted. This is OK. At that time, I spent more than ten taels of silver. I asked Boy Yun to pay the money. After years of food, clothing, housing and transportation, I asked her to calculate the money and pay a hundred and eighty taels to pay it. The young master did not treat her badly. She was not bad at food and clothing, and she was cheaper than a hundred and eighty taels." Xu Hu said seriously.

Xu Jie nodded: "Hu Zi is right, telling her to pay for money. One hundred taels, no penny can be lost. One hundred taels are taken to grandma and the contract is sold to her. How could she tell her to run away like this?"

Xu Laoba smiled and said, "When I go back, I will send someone to the world to catch him."

Xu Hu was still serious: "Uncle Eighth, when you find her, you either ask her to come back and give birth to a son for the young master, or ask her to pay a hundred taels, but no point will be reduced."

Xu Laoba smiled very happily and patted his chest as a guarantee: "I can't lose, I can't lose."

Not far from Bingzhou City in front of us, everyone headed for Bingzhou.

The land of Taiyuan is much more prosperous than that of Datong. Taiyuan is also a major logistics center in border towns and an important transit station for materials.

Therefore, outside the city wall, there are also places where goods warehouses gather like the capital, and they are also places where fish and dragons are mixed. Many thieves in the world are too risky to enter the city. This kind of goods warehouse outside the city is the best place to rest.

The 100 knights under Xu Jie's command, many prisoners, and some corpses, were just right at lunch, so he also entered the warehouse outside the city, found a restaurant and went in.

The restaurants in the warehouse outside this city are no longer of the grade, and they are even like canteens. Most of the customers are peddlers and local coolies. The food is sufficient, the price is cheap, and the taste is not bad. Another feature is that the seats are enough, the food is ready-made and there is no need to wait.

Hundreds of people sat down, and more than 30 prisoners were squatting in the corner of the wall, and they were also eating and drinking water.

Such an attitude is like an official in charge of arresting bandits.

It is rare for the government to arrest bandits and come to the warehouse for dinner. Most of the people who eat in the restaurant do not like these people who look like officials, and they are even slightly repulsed. Perhaps the people who eat in the restaurant will catch them casually, and there are no problems with ten or eight wanted criminals.

Xu Jie was too lazy to care about those people with bad faces. Xu Hu went to make food for Xu Jie. In the past, these things were done by Yun Shuhuan, but now they have become Xu Hu's errands.

After dinner, Xu Jie and Xu Laoba said softly: "Enter the city after dinner, get people and officials."

Xu Laoba knew who Xu Jie was going to take, but he was a little worried: "Jie'er, this time he gained a lot. Why not talk about this Taiyuan Prefecture next time? Taiyuan Prefecture is also a border town, so I'm afraid that if there is a dog in a hurry to jump over the wall."

Xu Jie waved his hand with confidence: "The matter of Datong has spread a long time ago. So what if you are anxious to jump over the wall? Can you still mobilize a large army to surround the imperial envoy? If you dare not, then cooperate with the errands obediently."

Xu Jie was not afraid that anyone in Taiyuan Prefecture would be brave. How many days have passed in Datong? To attack Xu Jie, a few masters in the martial arts world are dreams. If you mobilize a large army of iron armor, you can't stop Xu Jie even if you don't have three or five thousand people.

This Taiyuan Prefecture is not as bold as such. The imperial envoy was surrounded and killed by thousands of imperial guards in the border town. It was a joke, and no one was thrusting his head.

Xu Jie wanted to take the people from Taiyuan Prefecture as a matter of duty. Xu Jie and the old emperor said that he wanted to govern officials with great tuition. It was no joke that the urgency factory was successfully established, so he should do what the urgency factory should do. Xu Jie had selfishness and public sway in this matter.

Compared to a chaotic world, Xu Jie is more willing to live in a prosperous, prosperous and stable world. He cannot see that all living beings are ruined, nor can he see that those prosperity is burned by war. In this world, peace and stability are the most important thing.

Xu Jie would rather help society progress slowly than see wars. It is better to be safe in the world.

Haven't you seen that the registered population in the late Han Dynasty and the Three Kingdoms dropped from 50 million to about 10 million.

Haven't you seen that in the years when the Sui and Tang Dynasties changed, the registered population dropped from 50 to 60 million to more than 10 million.

This is a true portrayal of the emergence of heroes in the world. People only see heroes appearing in troubled times, but they cannot see the huge blows suffered by society, and cannot see that people live worse than dogs.

Xu Jie knew that if he wanted to live a comfortable life, he could not let the world rise together. Once the world rose up everywhere, Xu Jie would no longer have that free life. If you wait for Xu Jie, you would probably be busy with one thing in your life, that is, how to protect yourself in troubled times.

Therefore, these corrupt officials must be arrested and taken away, and once discovered, they will never tolerate them.

Xu Jie has been through the exam step by step for more than ten years. This fraud in the imperial examination really made Xu Jie feel a sense of righteous indignation.

In the restaurant, countless people are seated, peddlers, small figures in the world, heroes in the world, children of the sects, gang members, green forests in the underworld...

This warehouse is a place of interest, so we can gather these people here.

After almost sitting around the restaurant, an old man picked up a huqin and sat down slowly to a small desk. He tried the string sound, coughed a few times, and was about to start singing.

The world is safe and sound, and even such a place will allow customers to hear the song.

The old man played the huqin and spoke with a simple tune. The words and sentences were roughly composed by him. Which widow in front of the door was so good? The knight he compiled was so amazing. He won many objective smiles and earned a few rewards. If he couldn't earn a reward, he would also give him a full meal in the restaurant.

Then he listened to the singing and said, "Extremely, the dragons in the south of the Yangtze River have crossed the river. From then on, right and wrong in the border towns are inevitable. It is said that the young master of the Blood Sword Hall is young, and there are many thieves in the dark horse. He has become a great leader in the innate martial arts skills..."

Xu Jie didn't care, but when he heard the song singed himself, he listened to it, preparing to listen to how he used to legend in the world. This feeling really made Xu Jie feel a little interesting.

But the old man sang a few words and suddenly heard a shout: "Old guy doesn't want to live anymore? What a terrible thing? Jiangnan Blood Knife Hall is a bird thing, but just killing Cheng Kun, Cheng Kun is a master? You old guy is the majesty of a foreigner here, but you bully me, Bingzhou no one?"

The old man was so scared that he stopped singing again. This set of lyrics was just compiled by the old man yesterday. He thought that the heroic story of the world must have heard these objective and relish, but he offended people without thinking.

The old man thought to himself that when Cheng Kun was alive, no one dared to say anything to him. Cheng Kun died, and he was no longer a master in other people's words. The old man only dared to think about this in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it in his mouth. His words made him apologize repeatedly: "What the old man said is, the old man is just an old man who sang music, so I will forgive him."

The old man was extremely satisfied when he heard the old man's words. He stood up and looked around and said, "Jiangnan Blood Knife Hall, a person in Jiangnan, is a person in this town. In my eyes, I am a dog-spoken guy. If Master Xu meets me, I will teach him how powerful I am. Damn it, in this world, the Joker Jue dares to be a hero. In the future, the ground of Bingzhou, let's look at the head of my Huju Villa. I Huju Villa, and I have eight thousand disciples, occupying more than a dozen large and small villages. He Cheng Kun used to regard himself as a person, but he didn't expect to be an eggless person. Looking at the power of my Huju Villa, backwards."

After the old man finished speaking, more than a dozen people around him applauded and agreed. It was obvious that he was with the old man from Huju Villa.

"From the way, the place of this warehouse is in every household, and I will wait for my Huju Villa to come to talk."

"Everyone listened to my senior brother's words, and the good words were already spoken in front of me. Each family brought the words back, and don't end up pretending to be ignorant."

Although the old man is not a man from the martial arts world, he is also extremely smart. He is not a dark horse thief and has died of unhappiness. Someone saw the opportunity and it is time to make a name for himself. Someone always takes over the interests. The old man saw it through, but he dared not say much, with a sad look on his face and said, "That's right, it turns out that the old man is the heroes of Huju Villa, and they are all the old man's fault. How dare he speak in front of all the heroes? The old man changes to a song and sing... Widow Li picks firewood to cheer up all the heroes."

The hero of Huju Villa raised his hand and glanced around with a fierce look on his face. Seeing that no one was talking, he smiled and said, "Sing, let's see who this Widow Li met when she was scooping firewood?"

The old man quickly sat down and was about to sing again. Suddenly, the coffee table beside him blew up, which shocked the old man's body. He looked closely and saw a huge silver ingot flying from nowhere, and it landed steadily on the coffee table, without bounce.

Another saying: "What are you singing about Widow Li’s cooking firewood? It’s great to continue singing about the young master of the Blood Knife Hall!"

Youdao is a fight between gods and mortals, and the old man who sang the song knew that he was afraid he would suffer. He looked up and found that the person who was talking was a young master in the distance, and the men around him thought he could not afford to offend him. Look at the old man in Huju Villa, even the local big forces in the martial arts world could not afford to offend him.

The old man looked around and looked embarrassed and sad. But he knew that he could not speak at this time, so he could only pretend to be pitiful. He said anything wrong. When the gods fight, they let the gods fight.

Sure enough, the hero of Huju Villa stood up, glared at the young master, and asked, "Where are you officials?"

The young master was naturally Xu Jie. Xu Jie didn't look at the hero of Huju Villa, but lowered his head and snatched a bite of rice. The rice in northern China was really not cheap. After snatching it, he said: "I'm naturally the old man who gives money. He listens to whatever he wants when he gives money. He sings the young master of the Blood Knife Hall, so he wants to hear how this story is said."

The man in Huju Mountain Villa could hear Xu Jie's southern accent, but the town here is also the place where the goods are located. There were not only one or two southerners. The soldiers in the border towns, officials in the yamen, and most of the people traveling from south to north were southerners. After hearing Xu Jie's words, the man was already furious. He came here today, but he was not embarrassed to sing a song, but to leave the words and occupy the territory. At this time, someone had his face broken, and there would be endless troubles in the future.

The man opened his mouth and shouted, "I care about where you are. The matters of the Blood Knife Hall are, so I can't sing here. It's not your turn to be a minor official in the yamen. After eating, you can get out of here. I'm 8,000 disciples from Huju Villa. I have been passed down in Bingzhou for hundreds of years. You should consider it, don't think it's amazing if you take a few prisoners."

After finishing a bowl of rice, Xu Jie looked up and smiled, "Is it a matter of the world to listen to a song? This is the first time I heard of this truth. There are quite a few eight thousand disciples, and Cheng Kun only has more than a thousand people. No wonder Cheng Kun is not a master in your eyes."

Xu Jie's tone was not high, as if he was talking to himself, but it made everyone present hear it clearly. After saying a few words, he immediately responded: "Well, the world of the world is going to be the world."

The man at Huju Villa heard about the world of the world. After looking at Xu Jie's people for a few more times, he was not very confused and said angrily: "Since you are walking on the Jianghu Road, where is the mountain gate? Where is the wharf? When you arrive in Bingzhou, how dare you not get along with Huju Villa?"

Xu Jie could understand the words of Jianghu, but he didn't answer immediately. Then he saw Xu Jie slightly raised his hand to Xu Hu. Xu Hu was stunned by the sight, and then he looked ruthless and asked, "Young Master, are you asking me to kill someone?"

Xu Hu said, and more than a dozen men in the Hu Villa clanged their swords and swords, and they all pulled out from their waists.

Xu Jie frowned and said, "As soon as Boy Yun left, it was really inconvenient. No one handed over a handkerchief after dinner."

Xu Hu was embarrassed and touched his arms around. He really found a black rag and put it in Xu Jie's hand. He said awkwardly: "Young master, you're using the knife, just make do with it."

Xu Jie glanced at the rag in his hand, and the black thing on it was rubbing the knife, which was covered with anti-rust grease, and perhaps there were blood stains of murderous people.

Xu Jie threw the rag on Xu Hu with contempt and said, "You can keep it and wipe your mouth."

After saying that, Xu Jie looked around and then at his sleeves. He raised his arms with a look of embarrassment and applied the silk sleeves on his mouth, as if he felt much more comfortable.

He looked up at the dozen people who had pulled out their weapons and asked, "Huju Villa, hundreds of years of inheritance, eight thousand disciples, alas... Dong Zhijin will still have trouble tomorrow, okay... It's a pity that I didn't hear this song today."

Xu Jie talked to himself, and Xu Hu was stunned. He also heard the hero of Huju Villa confused. He raised the knife in his hand and pointed it at Xu Jie, and shouted, "It's right not to listen to the song. I, Huju Villa, can't you, a small official, afford it!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, he had not had time to be proud of the people around him, so he heard a crisp sound, and then he felt the sky was dark. The man raised his eyes again, his cheeks were burning, his back was also painful, and he fell before a wooden pillar.

The man realized that he had been attacked by someone until he saw clearly the young master standing in front of him. He quickly raised the knife in his hand and shouted: "I'm seeking death, boy, you're seeking death!"

The man raised the knife, but the young master gently stroked it and landed on the ground. Then he reached out and grabbed it. The man was already lifted up in the air. After looking again, he returned to the place where the young master sat down just now.

The man was already shocked and could not move all over his body. He could not say anything threatening. He shouted: "Brothers, come and save me!"

How could a dozen men holding swords have seen such a ghost-like thing? They all looked pale and looked at the tall men over there, and they couldn't walk forward. Only a brave man asked, "Do you dare to leave your name?"

"I won't keep my name. I'll have someone to lead the way tonight, so I will definitely go to Huju Villa for a visit. You all hurry up and prepare. The enemy is coming. We should prepare more personnel to avoid the destruction of the hundreds of years of inheritance!" Xu Jie said, and signaled Xu Hu to pay for the meal.

Xu Hu reacted quickly this time and took a purse and headed towards the counter.

Xu Jie also stood up, and the man on both sides of Xu Jie came forward to shackle the hero of the Huju Villa, and everyone followed Xu Jie to the gate.

When passing by the old man singing, Xu Jie said, "I'll give you money, I won't listen to it today. You should sing more in the future."

The old man nodded blankly and watched the young master go out, he had already guessed. This old man with a sad and pitiful face was probably really a smart person, and seemed to have guessed the identity of the young master in front of him.

After hesitating for a few years, the dozen people from the Tiger Villa went out, took the ingot of silver, put it in their arms, and sang again: "Extremely great, amazing, the dragons in the south of the Yangtze River crossed the river..."

Xu Jie went out to get on the horse and slowly headed towards Bingzhou City. It took him not long to walk, and he came towards him with a few strong horses. He was also a soldier with armor on the strong horses. Looking at Xu Jie's horse team, he did not hide or avoid him, and just came towards him.

Xu Jie knew that he was here to find him, so he was a little surprised and pulled his horse stance.

A soldier with armored men approached and clasped his fists: "Do you dare to ask if it was Xu Qin's envoy in front of him?"

Xu Jie nodded.

"My boss is welcome!" Jun Han replied.

"Master Wang?" Xu Jie frowned and asked. Wang Yuanlang, the general of Taiyuan Town, is a person with a weak sense of existence in the court. I don't know if Wang Yuanlang is low-key or if Wang Yuanlang himself is not favored by others.

Perhaps this is also a kind of cleverness, unpopularity, and it is impossible to be in such a high position. If you are in such a high position, you can have such a sense of existence. This is really a kind of cleverness.

Even Xu Jie didn't know where the name Wang Yuanlang was heard. He only knew that this man had been the general of Taiyuan for twenty years. When Gao Polu was the general of Datong, Wang Yuanlang was the general of Taiyuan. Twenty years later, Wang Yuanlang was the general of Taiyuan. He had no promotion for twenty years and was not demoted for twenty years.

Xu Jie nodded: "Lead the way!"

The military man smiled when he heard this, raised his hand and asked for it before turning around.

Xu Jie then thought in his mind, thinking that this Marshal Wang did not come forward when he entered Bingzhou the first time. At this time, why did Xu Jie come forward again on his way back?

Which member of the man who has no sense of existence is this? If it weren't for Li Qiming, how could he be the general of Taiyuan for the past twenty years? If it were Li Qiming, Wang Yuanlang would not see Xu Jie last time, this time there should be no reason to see Xu Jie.
Chapter completed!