"Brother, it's nothing to do. You don't have to follow me. If you don't believe me, let's see, I'll let you run away again. Last time, the old lady in the west blamed me, and I was not allowed to treat you as a servant. You just don't listen and let me be taught a lesson!"

At the horse, Jia Huan spread out the reins and played freely to let the horse run freely, which attracted passers-by to look around, especially the young wives wrapped in a headscarf, pointing and whispering...

However, those who truly understand the knowledge know that the so-called "being free and unrestrained" horse seems to be free and unruly, but in fact, it is still controlling the direction of the horse through the strength of the hips and legs, and it is much more tiring to control the horse's direction than the reins...

Sitting on the saddle, Jia Huan hugged his hands in front of his chest, and said lazily at Han Da who was walking by his side.

Han Da was silent. After hearing Jia Huan's words, he just smiled faintly and said with a gentle and kind voice: "Be careful, there is no big mistake."

Jia Huan curled his lips and said, "It would be fine if it was night, but this is in broad daylight, how could it be..."?? "Ah!"

Before Jia Huan finished speaking, he heard a scream from the market not far ahead.

Without saying a word, Han Da urged him to step forward, blocked in front of Jia Huan, and looked ahead with a cautious look.

Not to mention that he was doing a big deal, whether it was Niu Ben or Wen Bo, or even his father Han Degong, he had vaguely mentioned to him that the beating of Prince Ying Lang, the prince of Zhongshun, might not have been given up.

Even though I dare not act randomly on the surface, I am afraid that private means will be indispensable.

Han Da was the most calm, so everyone gave him some advice, hoping that he could pay attention.

Jia Huan also knew about this. But...

"Brother, you're too suspicious, right? If that side is so stupid that it's so stupid that they dare to attack and kill me on the street, then they're probably not going to be today."

Even though he said so, Jia Huan still got off immediately.

It's too tall immediately. If someone really loses his mind and uses a force crossbow to deal with him, then sitting on the right hand will be a bright target.

However, before he could step forward and push away Han Da who was blocking him, Han Da himself did not let go, with a look of contempt on his face.

Seeing this, Jia Huan was curious. Han Da was calm and had always been happy and angry. What he saw actually made such a calm person look contemptuous.

After passing by Han Da’s horse, Jia Huan saw dense crowds of onlookers on both sides of the street, and a full martial arts movement was being staged in the middle of the street.

No, it should be said that it is a drama of a fierce slave.

I saw an old woman sitting on a wheelbarrow car crying and begging on the street ahead.

In front of her was a boy wearing a shabby single dress and covered in black hair.

The boy was now holding a wooden pole and fighting with a group of servants wearing gorgeous clothes and holding knives.

A young man is brave, but attacking is not a routine, there is no structure, but just fighting with courage and backbone.

Although the slaves on the opposite side have no rules, they have many people and powerful weapons such as waist knives.

Not long after, the boy was chopped twice in a row by the screams of the crowd and the sad cry of the old woman.

However, the knife wound not only did not cause the boy to fall down, but instead aroused his anger.

He grabbed the blade with one hand and then rushed forward. He took advantage of the situation to rush into the group of slaves and hit the head of the knife-holder. The slave had been shocked when he saw the young man grabbing the blade with his hands. At this moment, he was hit on his head and immediately screamed and fainted.

When the rich slaves saw that the young man was so brave, they saw him snatching the sword and holding it in his hand, they didn't dare to step forward.

They didn't dare to go forward, but the owners in the row of sedan chairs not far behind were impatient.

The sedan chair at the beginning did not move, but there was a person walking down the last sedan chair behind, probably a young man in his twenties. He was walking with a white face, his eyes were dull and lustful. The evil spirit was already in autumn, and he was still shaking a folding fan in his hand...

"What's going on? The dog blocking the way hasn't been beaten to death yet?"

This person has a duck-sounding voice, and the words he says are even more unpleasant.

"Young Master Hou, it's not that I'm not careful in doing things, it's really hateful for the unruly people. Look, your slave, A San, has been injured and has no idea how he lives or death."

Behind Haonu, a wealthy middle-aged man in housekeeper's uniform said to the thin young man beside him without much respect on his face.

Although Mr. Hou looked extremely vulgar, he was somewhat mentally conscious. He looked at the young man holding a knife in his hand and standing in front of the wheelbarrow. His brows frowned. After seeing the young man covered in blood, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes. However, when he saw the old woman crying and crying on the wheelbarrow behind the young man, his eyes lit up again.

He smiled and said, "Butler Zhou, have you seen the bad old woman behind that kid? It's useless for you to squeeze here. That kid is called a man who is a man who is a man who keeps in check. You have to divide it into two groups, one group continues to confront this kid, one group goes around behind, and kidnap the smelly old woman, are you afraid that this kid will commit the crime?"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhou looked at Mr. Hou seriously and bowed, "Young Master is indeed from the origin of family education. Mr. Hou has received teachings."

When Mr. Hou heard this, he smiled and said, "What do you mean by Mr. Zhou? Mr. Zhou is a celebrity around Mr. Li. I need Mr. Zhou to take care of him."

When Mr. Zhou heard this, he smiled reservedly, and then started to command after he said something politely.

After a while, the situation began to change.

The boy also clearly saw the plan on the other side. His black face turned red with anger and shouted, "I have a good idea to come to Grandpa. What kind of good guys are you so mean?"

When Mr. Zhou, who was hiding behind Haonu, heard this, he sneered and said, "It's a joke that such a humble man dares to talk to us about some good guys."

The rich slaves laughed loudly when they heard this, pointing at the boy and laughing and insulting.

The situation became increasingly unfavorable to the young man. Twenty or thirty people surrounded him and the old woman on the wheelbarrow, and did not get close to him. They just stabbed him with long sticks and stabbed him with knives.

They did not dare to attack the young man, but started to attack the old woman.

The boy was extremely angry and wanted to kill him. However, he did not dare to leave the wheelbarrow too far and wanted to protect the old woman.

However, there were sticks and knives in all directions, and two were cut back. Seven or eight came up behind.

Seeing the old woman wailing and screaming, the accusations in the crowd became louder and louder, but no one dared to stand up and help.

Seeing this scene, Han Daqi's face was extremely gloomy. He lost his father since childhood. It was his widowed mother who raised him and Han San until he was five years old. It was not until Han Degong returned from the battlefield that he brought them to the Dingjun Bo Mansion. His mother was already sick and weak. After receiving the bad news of his father's death, she passed away soon.

However, in Han Da’s heart, the most amiable and respectable mother is always the thin but always smiling.

At this moment, he saw the miserable appearance of the old woman, and he couldn't help but think of his deceased mother. He was sad and painful, but he hated even more, those slaves who even took action against the old man.

only……

He is now a retainer of Jia Huan. After Wen Bo caused a huge disaster last time, they were taught a lesson by their elders after returning home, so they would not let Jia Huan cause trouble.

So, he could only watch with hatred. It was difficult to take action.

"Brother, why are you still watching? Someone stepped on the road in a bad state, and only when you draw a sword to help is the true nature of a man. No matter what his mother is, kill these dogs first. Let's talk about it!"

If it's just a playboy who is on the street and the play family, then forget it. Such people can't do anything really conscience. They're just talking and talking, and don't start a little bit of trouble and have fun.

Jia Huan laughed and scolded at most when he saw it, and laughed it off because this was once his dream...

But this scene is different at this moment. They are all raised by my mother's biological parents. How unconscience is needed to do such a thing?

Hearing Jia Huan's roar, Han Da, who had been holding on for a long time, was not polite anymore. He rushed into the crowd and knocked over a dozen times when Jia Huan had just dropped one.

Seeing that he was fighting, Jia Huan simply gave it to him. Except for breaking his eyes and seeking death without opening his eyes, Jia Huan ignored those people and walked straight to the boy and said, "Boy, what's going on? You're so reckless when you go out, it's okay if you're injured yourself, but why did you still hurt the old lady?"

The young man looked at Jia Huan with a cautious look on his face. At this moment, he heard this, his face turned red with shame and his head down without saying a word.

In fact, this young man looks like he is already in his 14th and 15th century, even older than Jia Huan.

However, Jia Huan has been practicing martial arts for many years and has been extremely nutritious in his search. In addition, he has been used to giving orders in recent years, so his demeanor is different.

So, although he is younger than a teenager, he looks much older.

This lesson is not unconventional.

However, the old woman on the wheelbarrow saw someone helping her, wiped away the tears from her face, and then sorted out her messy gray hair, and said to the young man: "Dog, why don't you kowtow to your benefactor quickly!"

Jia Huan quickly dissuaded: "Old woman, your son has also suffered a lot of injuries, so I'll save these red tape. I just think they've done too much..."

"Bang bang bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, the young man knelt down and kowtowed three very loudly to Jia Huan. It made Jia Huan feel headache for him.

After kowtowing, the young man looked up and looked at Jia Huan with clear eyes and said, "Young Master, if it weren't for the young master today, even if the villain died, he would not be afraid even if he died. But if he implicated his grandmother, he would not be able to eliminate his sins even if he died ten thousand times. Dog... Zhao Xin thanked the young master for his kindness!"

Jia Huan shook his head repeatedly and said, "Get up quickly. There is gold under the knees of a man, only kneeling down and kissing his elders. The mentor and the king do not need to kneel down. Moreover, you can be brave enough to protect your grandmother, not a villain, so you don't have to call yourself a villain. Tell me, who are they, how could you have a conflict with them?"

Before the young Zhao Xin could speak, the old woman said, "Young Master, you blame me, the old woman. My grandson recently hunted a snow leopard in the Qinling Mountains and sold it for a good price. He wanted to take me, a bad old woman, to see the doctor. Unexpectedly, he actually bumped into the noble man's frame on the road..."

Zhao Xin said angrily: "It was a turn on the street. They walked so fast that we didn't have time to avoid it, so we whipped it up. I don't know who they are..."

Jia Huan knew it when he heard this, nodded and looked back...

…(To be continued.)(To be continued.)

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