If it was a one-on-one fight, other than the Beiliang generals who had made their name through hundreds of battles and some fierce soldiers who came from the Green Forests and Grasslands, or the Jianghu sects, no one would be able to fight against the people of the Jianghu sects. But when the Beiliang cavalry gathered more than a hundred men, the strength of their teamwork, honed through piles of corpses on the battlefield, became apparent. This was especially true when an entire battalion of cavalry was advancing in an orderly manner, either on horseback or with crossbows in hand. Very few enemies could break their edge. Moreover, the butcher Xu Xiao had never lacked lackeys who were completely opposite in skill and character. When this group of people killed Jianghu people who came from the same roots as the Beiliang cavalry, they were even more adept than the Beiliang cavalry. A head was worth ten taels of gold or dozens of taels of gold. There were even some sect leaders whose heads were worth thousands of taels of gold. On top of that, they were given several secret manuals and official titles when they succeeded. Who wouldn't go crazy with killing?
In any case, the best wool grew on the body of the fat sheep. Xu Xiao was the best at using the method of quenching thirst with the hope of plum blossoms to drive people to work for him.
The billowing smoke that ignited in Jianghu was practically a catastrophe that hadn't been seen in three hundred years!
Otherwise, how could Hsu Fengnian be targeted by enemies who were as numerous as carps crossing the river? Perhaps it was because the Jianghu heroes felt that killing Xu Xiao was as difficult as ascending to the heavens, and killing the two young daughters was beneath their dignity. Killing that idiot Xu Longxiang wasn't considered a real man either. Therefore, they all aimed the tip of their swords and spears at the innocent and pitiful His Royal Highness.
Not all the Jianghu heroes who bore a blood feud were willing to go to Beiliang Palace like moths to a flame. For so many years, wave after wave, none of them had returned! Revenge was the most important thing, but what could they do if they lost their lives? Which one of them was an idiot to be able to fight against the King of Beiliang, Xu Xiao's character? Now, there was even a secret rumor that the hedonistic Heir Apparent was an extremely sinister bastard. Who knew when, while lying on the fair belly of a courtesan, he came up with the vicious idea of "opening the door before letting the dog bite people". This made them beat their chests and stamp their feet. Although this Heir Apparent was an idiot who didn't know how to help the people, he had learned a lot from the butcher Xu Xiao when it came to harming people. He truly deserved to be killed.
At this time, His Royal Highness, who everyone thought deserved to be killed, and the little girl came to a street far away from one of the inns. Hsu Fengnian bought two sticks of candied haws from a roadside stall. Don't expect His Royal Highness, who rarely carried money when he went out, to pay for it. The little girl was very impressed when she saw Hsu Fengnian take the candied haws and leave without being chased for debt or beaten. It couldn't be helped. Even though she had seen the grandeur of Beiliang Palace, the little girl still couldn't connect the beggar Hsu Fengnian with His Royal Highness. In her opinion, Hsu Fengnian was more pleasing to the eye when he was sallow and emaciated. It was more interesting to sit with her on the willow tree by the riverside and tie twigs. It was more enjoyable to support her in a quarrel with the village women. Alas, what was so good about His Royal Highness? A penniless Hsu Fengnian was enough.
The little girl stuck out her tongue and licked the candied haws, thinking very gloomily.
Hsu Fengnian said that a young girl's feelings were always poetic. So, at her age, no matter how gloomy or sad she was, she would still look good. When she became a young married woman, she would be finished. He said that a young married woman's feelings were always poetic. She didn't quite understand, but she knew that it was definitely not a good thing. Every time he laughed wickedly, someone would suffer.
Where did Old Huang, who had suffered the most, go? She thought for a while and didn't ask.
Hsu Fengnian chewed on the candied haws and was in a good mood when he heard the cold whooshing sounds of crossbows in the distance and the mournful wails that followed.
He wasn't worried about scaring the little girl beside him who wanted to go out with him. In the past, Hsu Fengnian and Old Huang had worked hard to set a trap and catch a small wild boar. At first, Hsu Fengnian didn't get the hang of it, and his knife wasn't sharp enough. The wild boar with rough skin and thick flesh didn't die after a few stabs. She couldn't stand it and took the knife to stab the wild boar to death.
No wonder she said that she wanted to be a heroine and not one of those noble ladies who smiled without showing their teeth.
Hsu Fengnian liked her as if she was his own sister.
So, she was different from anyone else in the prince's residence.
She was probably Old Huang's only close friend when he was alive.
Hsu Fengnian stopped chewing on the candied haws and stared at the young man and woman at the corner of the alley in front of him.
The little girl looked up and saw Hsu Fengnian laughing wickedly again. She only pulled on his sleeve and cleverly didn't say anything.
Hsu Fengnian blinked and shook his head at the little girl, then walked forward alone.
The young woman held the young man's hand tightly and shook her head: "Senior He, don't go! The matter has already been exposed. If we go, we will die. One or two hundred Beiliang cavalry is not something we can deal with! "
The man surnamed He's eyes were red and his face was pale. He said with grief and indignation: "Junior sister, your father and mother are there. If not for master and mistress taking me in, I would have starved to death on the streets. A master for a day is a father for life. Even if I die, I will go!"
Facing the tragedy of her parents dying, the woman was still calm and cold-blooded. She tightened her grip on her senior brother's wrist and gritted her teeth: "Senior He, if you die, you won't even be able to see Hsu Fengnian and Xu Weixiong's faces. How can you die like this? Is this filial piety your filial piety?! "
That Senior Martial Brother was still determined to meet his death.
The beautiful woman let go of his hand and slapped his face. She sneered: "Then you can die!"
Without her senior brother, she spat out a few words with every step she took: "I want to live! That Hsu Fengnian is weak but lustful. Even if I enter a brothel, I won't regret it. I will first give my body to His Royal Highness a few times until he is completely numb and careless. After being played by him a few times, I will stab him a few times when I kill him! This prince doesn't know what's good for him and claims that he never destroys flowers. I want him to die in the land of warmth and tenderness! "
The senior brother's heart ached, but he still walked forward.
Jianghu grudges end in Jianghu, and Jianghu men die in Jianghu.
This may be stupid, but Jianghu is not like the palace. There are many fools who only know filial piety. They don't care about foolish filial piety.
After he walked away, the woman said disdainfully: "My parents raised this kind of trash for more than twenty years for nothing."
"Well scolded. He doesn't understand the big picture at all. He will die in vain. Miss, you are the one who can endure humiliation. If I were His Royal Highness, I wouldn't be willing to kill a beauty like you. "
The woman turned around in horror and saw a young master in brocade clothes leaning against the wall. He had a smile on his face and held a stick of candied haws in his left hand.
She had seen a portrait that she was almost tired of looking at.
Therefore, she recognized the man in front of her, even if he turned into ashes. However, in the portrait, His Royal Highness's eyes were frivolous and weak. At this time, he should be called Hsu Fengnian. Why did he have a domineering aura?!
Before she could use her glib tongue …
The Winter Embroidered Knife was unsheathed. A crack several feet deep appeared on the thick wall behind her.
The woman's head fell to the ground.
Hsu Fengnian threw away the stick of candied haws and looked at the head on the ground. He said calmly: "Who said I don't kill women?"
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