The thief asked proudly, and saw that no one was paying attention to him, including the hostages in his hand, he looked like he ignored him. The tip of the knife tightened again, and the woman who was still sitting on the ground screamed:

"Don't do anything randomly. He is the son of Duke Rong. If you get hurt, you will be cut into pieces."

Seeing that his identity was completely exposed, Zhang Fu was very anxious and had a sharp sword in his vital areas. Not only did he not dare to act rashly, but he didn't dare to say too much. He just glared at the woman and signaled her to shut up.

After the woman finished speaking, she did not realize that something was wrong. Seeing Zhang Fu glaring at her, she didn't understand why, so she returned a charming look.

"So he is the son of Duke Rong, no wonder!" The officer and soldier who kicked open the door and wanted to break through the room sighed in a low voice.

"That's right, this person is not only the son of Duke Rong, but also the grain supervisor of the Ministry of War in the Tongzhou Camp. If it were ordinary people, how could we be so bound to our hands and feet?" The officers and soldiers who held him responded.

"Oh, it turns out that it would be even better if I was a prince. My life might be about to fall on you."

The thief said something and patted Zhang Yu in the face.

In the elegant room of the teahouse, the little dukes and marquis looked even more embarrassed, and more people looked at Zhang Mao.

As their identities, no one can talk a lot about the romantic ones, and Zhang Fu is the same. Even if he is confused during broad daylight, it is normal.

It was a bit unreasonable that he had been knocked out by someone and became a hostage under the bandit's knife. He lost the face of the Duke and the Duke.

More importantly, today is different from the past. The mourning period of Zhang's mansion has not expired. As a son of man, Zhang Hua would not be able to hold funerals in the mansion and keep a quiet mourning period. It would be fine if he sneaked out to have a cup of tea like Zhang Mao. He would just run out to have fun with a woman and was caught. This fun was a big deal.

The young masters and marquis thought about the spits flying all over the sky when the censors swear, and their eyes were even more complicated when they looked at Zhang Mao.

This may be a good thing for Zhang Mao, who has always been depressed, but the reputation of Zhang's family will eventually be damaged by his cheap uncle's behavior.

"idiot!"

Zhang Mao, who had not been moving for a long time, finally uttered two words and then bowed to Xu Yongning:

"Brother Yongning, I know that your family has a relationship with Eunuch Ma in Xichang. Please arrange someone to inquire about who this stupid woman is downstairs, when did this pair of dogs get hooked up, and are there any other acts that are very unfilial to my grandmother?"

"No problem, I'll continue to give it to you."

Xu Yongning didn't say much, and reached out to call a servant. After a few whispers, the servant stepped out.

The room in Ya was once again in silence. Many people were afraid that Zhang Mao would look ugly and wanted to say goodbye, but it was difficult to speak. When he was in a dilemma, Zhang Mao spoke again:

"Okay, if you want to watch the fun, stay and continue watching. The house is already unfortunate, and it doesn't matter if you hide it. Moreover, it's a robbery, which has alarmed the five cities' military personnel and Jinyiwei. If you want to hide it, you can't hide it. Since that's the case, everyone will join me to appreciate this person's ugly behavior."

Zhou Qinchuan called out in secret, and Zhang Mao could take it and let it go. He could return to normal so quickly. He was also a not simple person.

After the meritorious service, the people breathed a sigh of relief and quietly found a place to sit down and continued to watch the fun. This was so exciting that it was even better than the big show sung in the teahouse. How could they miss it?

In the yard there, the woman was ordered by the thief to beside her. She was tidyingly tied up Zhang Fu with both hands. After she barely tied up, she was kicked away.

"Listen!" the thief shouted to the officers and soldiers, "I have money, so don't you do it anymore. Come and prepare two horses for me. A son of a dignified prince will exchange for two horses, and you will be cheap."

Seeing that the officers and soldiers hesitated and refused to act, the thief pressed the tip of the knife down, and a blood bead emerged, "Go quickly, I have limited patience."

"Don't do anything randomly," Xiaoqi, the leader's face changed slightly, "Wait, I'll have someone go find a horse."

As soon as he finished speaking, a soldier withdrew from the courtyard.

Soon, the horses outside the door were so loud that two horses were led in one after another.

"Get back and exit the yard!" The thief instructed the officers and soldiers again, "I just want to have a way out, so don't force me."

After saying that, he shook the sharp knife in his hand and fell on Zhang Fu's neck again.

Xiaoqi had no choice but to lead his men out of the yard.

"Get on the horse!"

Without saying a word, the thief pressed the knife to Zhang Hu's waist, instructed the woman to help him with his hands tied up on the horse, then turned over and sat behind Zhang Hu's back. He continued to hold the knife with one hand and held the reins of the empty horse with the other hand, clamped the horse's belly with both legs, and trotted before he was out of the yard.

"Do not let me see the officers and soldiers, otherwise the knife in my hand will be out of control." The thief shouted immediately.

After hearing this, the officers and soldiers in the alley outside the gate had no choice but to continue to retreat.

The thief held Zhang Hu hostage and took the lead out of the courtyard. He was about to urge the horse to move quickly, and a figure might as well jump out of the flowers on the wall next to him and rush to the horse's back.

The thief was shocked and reacted extremely agilely. He took the lead in letting go of the reins he was holding, freeing up his left hand to protect the door, and at the same time, his right hand sharp knife moved away from Zhang Fu's neck and took the black shadow.

His reaction was also in line with the robber's mood. Although there were hostages in hand and threatened the officers and soldiers with killing, if he really encountered problems, especially things that endangered his life, he would first protect himself.

If the hostage is really killed, it may not be possible to stop the officers and soldiers who are taking action. Once this shield is gone, the chance of escaping will be even lower.

But his sharp knife was finally on the other side. Although his reaction was timely, it was still a little slower. Before the tip of the knife could reach the black shadow, he was pounced on by the black shadow. The huge impact force led him to fall from the horse.

When the officers and soldiers of the Five Cities heard the movement, they turned back one after another, and first pulled the horse away from Zhang Fu on the horse, and then helped the black shadow to subdue the flying thief together.

The black shadow stood upright while panting. Only then did the little princes far away in the elegant room of the teahouse see clearly that it was the Jinyiwei who had been chasing the thief on the roof before.

Just now, everyone's attention was all in the courtyard, and no one noticed when he hid in the flowers on the outer wall of the courtyard. Now, he accidentally knocked down the thief, which was a success.

"Excellent! Twisty, ups and downs..." Someone in the elegant room cheered, waiting to continue to talk, but was stopped by others with his eyes.

In an awkward moment, the servant who had been summoned by Xu Yongning had returned and was about to talk to his master. Xu Yongning took the initiative to speak:

"If you find out the news, don't tell me. Just tell Mr. Zhang directly. Brother Tingmian, see, should I wait to leave, or should you find another quiet room?"
Chapter completed!