He Zhenqing said, "Little scholar, how did you know about this?"

Xu Jie, who was embarrassed and embarrassed, heard the words, and replied in a bad tone: "How do you know? There are only a lot of literati in Dajiang City who eat five stones. I will see them with my own eyes tonight, and I was also promoted by the Cao Gang people. He also fought with the Cao Gang people. He Zhenqing, you have made any money, and you have sold poisonous substances, and you have lost all your conscience."

Xu Jie spoke and was already scolding. Today, Fengchishan and his party were really frustrated and angry.

Sanpang only knew why Xu Jie went to Fengchi Mountain in the middle of the night and Wushisan. Sanpang had heard of it, and he walked over with a puzzled look on his face.

He Zhenqing was not angry when he heard Xu Jiezhi's scolding, but sighed, and then replied, "Little scholar, I blame me for this, and I can't blame me. The Dajiang Cao Gang is not the Dajiang County Cao Gang, but Dajiang County is just the Jiangkou Hall of the Cao Gang. This Jiangkou Hall respects me Fengchi Mountain on weekdays, and has a lot of filial piety. However, the real backer behind the Cao Gang is Suzhou Qionglong Mountain. Do you understand?"

Xu Jie understood that the Dajiang Cao Gang means the Cao Gang on the Dajiang. The Cao Gang does something like the water transportation. There is the power of the Cao Gang on the entire Dajiang waterway. He Zhenqing's words mean that the Wushisan came with the Cao Gang, not a transaction instructed by Fengchi Mountain.

Even Xu Jie said again: "You Fengchi Sect can't get rid of this matter. Who doesn't listen to you Fengchi Mountain in Dajiangcheng? This thing is sold in Dajiangcheng, and you don't care about Fengchi Mountain and you still pay for other people's filial piety. How do you tell me?"

He Zhenqing said again: "It was only in the past two days that I learned the report from the people below. If Wushishi wants to separate Dajiang City, I will take a trip to Suzhou after Yuanxi and face Wang Wei in Qionglongshan. Only in this way can I truly solve this problem."

He Zhenqing really has a kind of gentlemanly and chivalrous style. Even when facing Xu Jie's attitude, he asked and answered slowly, probably knowing that this matter is a bit inappropriate.

When Xu Jie heard this, he felt that he was really wrong, but he knew that he was a little rude in front of him. He didn't know what to answer again. He looked back and seemed to have been reminded. He turned his head and said, "Your daughter beat me up. Do you have to pay for some medicine?"

He Zhenqing was stunned when she heard this and said with a smile: "Didn't you lose the competition yourself? Why do you still need the medicine fee?"

Xu Jie really didn't ask for the medicine fee, so he immediately replied: "If you don't give it, forget it. If I hit her next time, I can't ask me to compensate."

Xu Jie was obviously afraid that if he beat his daughter to have a father in the future, he would lose a lot. Xu Jie was also thinking in his heart that he would have to find face on this woman. Even in the future, he might even find face on Ersou who just joked about him. After practicing martial arts, this kind of face is something to fight for. Just like learning literature, he would have to compete for the face of a literati. If he has no face, why are you talking about doing whatever you want and living a life of arbitrary life?

He Zhenqing laughed out loud when she heard this. Thinking that the young man could come to argue in the middle of the night because of the Five Stones San, he thought he was also a decent person who hated evil. He Zhenqing admired this very much, so he said, "Little scholar, you are a clever man. Let me ask you, how can a man hit a woman?"

But He Jiyue behind him was dissatisfied and said, "So Scholar, you are here to fight and accompany you at any time. If you fight alone, you are far from being alone."

When Xu Jie heard this, he hurriedly said, "Hey, Master He, you heard that this was what your daughter asked me to fight. I don't really fight, I just want to get back today's face."

He Zhenqing became the leader of He Da. It is true that He Zhenqing said that Xu Jie was smart. Xu Jie was so clever that he would be careful of the possible consequences after he beat He Jiyue. If he defeated He Jiyue in the future, the woman would go home and cry and would attract a father to teach Xu Jie a lesson, it would be more than worth the loss.

He Zhenqing smiled even stronger when he heard this. He looked up and looked up at the little scholar up and down, and looked back at his daughter. He was still thinking that Sanpang said that this scholar would be a master in the future. He looked at him a few more times, as if he was thinking about something, but nodded repeatedly, "Little scholar, right? A man is the most important thing to say. If he is a real man, he must find his face when he is embarrassed. He must not be underestimated. If he can't beat him for a while, he will be beaten. I heard from my second brother that your family is extraordinary in martial arts and will be able to beat him one day."

Even the pestering came out. Xu Jie was confused when he heard this, but he also felt that He Zhenqing was not bad. He made the truth clearly and felt that his little intention of guarding against the consequences had succeeded. He replied: "President He Da, one thing is a matter of determination. After more than a year, he came to ask for advice."

He Zhenqing nodded and said, "Well, I have something to ask you to help you. If this matter is done, if Yue'er loses to you in the future, I will definitely not seek you bad luck."

He Zhenqing could not see Xu Jie's thoughts. When Xu Jie heard this, he asked in confusion: "President He, you are such a great master, what else should I ask you to do? You can't even do it, so it's even more difficult for me to do it."

He Zhenqing waved his hands repeatedly and said, "I can't get rid of the small things. How about you go on my behalf when I travel to Suzhou? Take my prayer letter and go to Qionglong Mountain to meet Wang Wei, and solve the problem of Wushisan in Dajiang City. Anyway, you are so concerned about Wushisan, you will be just right."

When Xu Jie heard this, he did not rush to answer, but asked, "Who is Wang Wei? He sounds like a great poet."

"Blood-hand Wang Wei, a famous master in the world, and the head of Nai Qionglong's heart-to-heart hand, has done a lot of ruthless things. But don't worry, he still has to give me the face of He Zhenqing. Don't worry." He Zhenqing seemed to want Xu Jie to help him take this trip.

Xu Jie looked at the fifty or sixty men holding swords at the door. Who could not go to Suzhou? Why did he have to go to himself? He always felt that He Zhenqing was uneasy and kind-hearted. He looked around and wanted to refuse, but also thought about the matter of regaining his face, so he hesitated again.

Ershu was walking forward while scratching his somewhat scattered bun at this time, and said, "Scholar, I'm going to go down to Jiangnan to see the tide. I'll just help He Zhenqing walk there."

Sanpang smiled with his eyes narrowed. Sanpang seemed to have seen some tricks and said, "Master Scholar, you will suffer this time."

Two thin and three fat, one left and one right. Xu Jie looked at the left, the right, and looked back at Yun Shuhuan again. Seeing that Yun Shuhuan's face was still so ugly, he turned his head to look at He Zhenqing with a smile, and nodded slightly: "President He Da, am I a good relationship with you? You have to protect me for a few years in this Dajiang City."

He Zhenqing stroked the beard under his jaw, nodded and said, "You two masters in your family, how dare anyone bully you in this world? In this Dajiang City, there must be no people in the world who are in trouble with you."

"Then...then I'll help you get through." Xu Jie finally agreed.

But He Jiyue said in front of him: "Father, why bother to ask this scholar to help you with this matter? Since my father can't leave, my daughter will help you."

He Zhenqing smiled and said, "Okay, this scholar alone cannot represent me Fengchi Mountain. My daughter will walk together, so that she can appear sincere."

He Jiyue heard this and said, "Father, just go alone."

He Zhenqing turned around and walked a few steps to He Jiyue's side, and said earnestly: "Yue'er, the world is dangerous. It just so happens that the second and third brothers and this scholar are going to go to the south of the Yangtze River and leave together. They are less worried about being a father. There are many evil people and many masters in the rivers and lakes. How can you feel assured that you are going on a long journey alone?"

He Jiyue pointed behind her and said, "So many brothers are here, just go a few more people."

He Zhenqing shook his head and said, "They are all lazy and can't even go to the table."

He Zhenqing's words, dozens of men holding swords buried their heads. The huge Fengchi Mountain has nearly a hundred disciples, and the older one is over 30 years old, but it is really shameful to let a nineteen-year-old woman take the lead in martial arts. Everyone knows that their master is not the kind of person who hides it, but everyone is being compared by a woman.

Speaking of this woman at the age of nineteen, it is also He Zhenqing's trouble. She is 19 years old and she is not married yet. This is called He Zhenqing's trouble. Today, this scholar boy is so happy that he likes her. Although he is a little rude in front of him, he also shows the style of a gentleman. He hates evil and does not fear strength. His martial arts are really good. He is much better than those disciples under his disciples, and he can also learn literature. He took the exam for the scholar at a young age. He is quite handsome. Although he is a few years younger, he is really a rare good person.

Since He Jiyue passed by fifteen or sixteen years old, He Zhenqing has become increasingly worried about this matter. Her daughter has a high vision and her talent in martial arts is even more extraordinary. However, she is cold and can't marry. As her father, He Zhenqing, how can she not be anxious? When she meets the second and third fat, she subconsciously speaks.

When Duan Jianfei heard these words, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed to He Zhenqing, and said, "President He, my nephew has nothing important to do recently. I hope why the leader will be able to protect him in order to be fully protected."

Unexpectedly, He Zhenqing replied: "The nephew is a master of the leader Zhu. It is not easy to send a message at will. The nephew should go back to Fushui as soon as possible, so that your master will be relieved."

When Duan Jianfei heard this, he hurriedly said, "President He, there has been nothing important in the sect recently. Master is extremely relieved about his nephew. He has a long experience when he travels to Jiangnan."

He Zhenqing replied again: "Isn't your master recovering from his injuries? How can you not serve by your side after you finish your errand?"

Duan Jianfei wanted to say again, saying that Zhu Duantian's injury was not serious, but his skin was injured, and he would be cured after he was raised for a while. However, he wanted to say it but stopped, afraid that this would leave people with an impression of being unfilial.
Chapter completed!