Hearing He Mengyao's words, Zhang Jingping waved his hand and someone took the jade hairpin. Zhang Jingping sized it up carefully and even tugged at both sides, worried that there was a secret hidden within. After careful consideration, he confirmed that there was no secret hidden within the jade hairpin and handed it to the person beside him.
Zhang Jingping ordered, "Take the jade hairpin and go to the north city to see He Guocheng. Tell him to come to the Qinglong Hall immediately. Remember, let him come alone and not bring anyone with him. Otherwise, bear the consequences. "
"Yes!"
The Ranger acknowledged the order and quickly left.
As the Wanderer left, He Mengyao looked at Zhang Jingping. She had just recovered from her humiliation. After all, she was someone who had grown up in the brothel and had a strong mentality.
After recovering, He Mengyao looked at Zhang Jingping and said, "Supreme Dragon Head, why do you have to target me like this? If you can climb into the Eastern Palace, it will be the fortune of eight lifetimes. At that time, if you stay in Chang 'an, it will be as stable as Mount Tai and impregnable. No one will be able to shake your position. "
Zhang Jingping said, "Could it be that you still want to have a taste of what happened before?"
He Mengyao's expression changed greatly.
Because Zhang Jingping's words reminded her of the previous scene. It was a scene that she could not bear to recall.
He Mengyao immediately stopped talking.
Zhang Jingping looked at He Mengyao and said indifferently, "I've always been an extremely stubborn person. Once I've decided on something, even nine bulls can't pull me back. This includes you, He Mengyao, who I think is a slut and a shameless person. "
"So, you're such a person."
"No matter what you say, even if it's a deluge of heavenly flowers, I won't pay attention to you."
Zhang Jingping said, "So, you'd better stay here obediently. If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute. If I were you, I would do my best to keep my mouth shut and preserve my strength. "
He Mengyao's expression changed again and again.
This was a situation she had never encountered before.
In the Imperial Fragrance Pavilion, He Mengyao was a celebrity. Everyone circled around her and fawned over her. So much so that He Mengyao thought that Zhang Jingping should be easy to deal with.
He Mengyao did not expect the final outcome to be so miserable.
Zhang Jingping closed his eyes and rested.
He waited quietly.
Time passed bit by bit. Close to an hour had passed. At this moment, a Wanderer entered and cupped his fists. "Supreme Dragon Head, He Guocheng is here. He's already outside the manor."
"Bring him in!"
Zhang Jingping ordered.
The Ranger immediately went to pass on the order. Not long after, a middle-aged man in his thirties strode in. This person's appearance was forty percent similar to He Mengyao's. However, he was more tall and sturdy. His face was especially handsome.
This was He Guocheng.
He was He Mengyao's brother.
When He Mengyao saw He Guocheng, she threw herself in front of He Guocheng and burst into tears. She wept bitterly, feeling extremely wronged.
Because today, she had encountered the most despairing thing in her life.
He Guocheng had always felt extremely guilty towards his little sister. Because he couldn't find money when he was young, his younger sister was sold to a brothel and became a prostitute.
Now that he saw his little sister crying so hard, He Guocheng's anger surged.
He Guocheng said, "Zhang Jingping, if you have any methods, feel free to call me. You're a real man, yet you use so many tricks on a little girl. You're not a real man. "
"Hahaha …"
Zhang Jingping laughed and said, "He Guocheng, you're really naive. If you ask me, you still don't understand what kind of person your little sister is. She made an appointment with my young master and then drugged the wine, preparing to use an aphrodisiac to control my young master. You say, can young master forgive He Mengyao?
He Guocheng said, "Who's your young master?"
Zhang Jingping said, "My young master's surname is Du, named Qi. He's the current founding county's young master Du."
He Guocheng's brows rose up, very shocked.
Zhang Jingping continued, "Although Young Master has never formally recruited me, in my heart, I, Zhang Jingping, have always believed that Young Master. Du Qi is my, Zhang Jingping's, young master. Speaking of which, this sister of yours, He Mengyao, is really a scheming bitch! "
"En, this word was said by young master."
"He Mengyao found Miss Qianxue for help, hoping that young master would help her leave the Imperial Fragrance Pavilion. But when she made an appointment with young master, she wanted to use an aphrodisiac in the wine. Tsk tsk, really good methods, good guts! "
Zhang Jingping said, "Especially when she's still a member of the Eastern Palace, intending to use an aphrodisiac to deal with young master. Sigh … "
He Guocheng frowned.
Actually, he did not know many things about He Mengyao. He was only taking orders from the Eastern Palace.
Zhang Jingping continued, "Previously, I let He Mengyao taste different people. I let ten people serve He Mengyao. Presumably, she's still reminiscing about it now. "
When He Mengyao heard that, her body trembled.
He Guocheng's heart immediately surged with rage. Even if it was his little sister, no matter how overboard, she was still a weak woman after all. But Zhang Jingping's way of doing things made people furious.
"You're courting death!"
He Guocheng could no longer suppress his anger.
His hand let go of He Mengyao. Flicking his sleeves, his right hand grabbed a dagger, and he jumped up, charging towards Zhang Jingping. He Guocheng dared to establish a foothold in the north city, he naturally had a certain ability.
If he did not have a certain ability, then if He Guocheng stood out, he could only be dealt with.
When Zhang Jingping saw He Guocheng charging over, there was no surprise in his eyes. Instead, he said, "I knew that you would not be able to control yourself and make a move. You came at the right time. "
As his voice fell, Zhang Jingping reached out and directly took out a long sword from the weapon rack beside him.
Clang!
The blade was unsheathed.
Zhang Jingping slashed down with his sword.
This strike cut off He Guocheng's path of attack, causing He Guocheng to immediately change direction. Even so, He Guocheng did not give up. He held the dagger and rushed forward quickly.
He Guocheng's eyes were filled with killing intent.
He wanted to kill Zhang Jingping.
On one hand, it was to avenge his little sister He Mengyao. On the other hand, it was to eradicate the core figures of the south city. As long as Zhang Jingping was dead, then it would be easy for He Guocheng to enter the south city and seize the south city area.
But this time, Zhang Jingping stood still.
When He Guocheng's dagger stabbed forward, Zhang Jingping turned sideways and dodged the attack. The next moment, Zhang Jingping turned sideways and struck with his sword. The tip of the sword did not change its direction. The end of the hilt hit He Guocheng's chest.
Even so, under the impact of the abundant power, He Guocheng could not stand steadily and staggered back. Even He Guocheng's chest faintly felt suffocated, which was extremely uncomfortable.
He Guocheng just stood still and wanted to fight back, but Zhang Jingping struck again. He took a step forward. In an instant, Zhang Jingping came in front of He Guocheng and simply swung his sword.
This sword was overbearing and as fast as lightning.
It blocked He Guocheng's way of retreat.
It made it difficult for He Guocheng to dodge. He could only hold the dagger and quickly meet the attack.
"Clang!"
The blade and the dagger collided together.
Especially at the place of the collision, because of the fierce impact, the blade and the dagger rubbed against each other and produced a stream of sparks. There was also a pungent smell.
Although He Guocheng had blocked the sword, his body had completely endured the full force of the attack. Under the impact of this force, He Guocheng could not stabilize his body and staggered back.
He took five steps back before he could stabilize his body.
"Puff!"
He Guocheng's throat tasted sweet, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Dark red blood spilled out, and at this moment, He Guocheng only felt that his internal organs were in pain.
However, Zhang Jingping seemed to be unaffected.
Zhang Jingping stepped forward. At the moment when He Guocheng just stood still, Zhang Jingping took advantage of him and swung the sword in his hand again, fiercely chopping down.
He Guocheng could not avoid it.
He had just steadied himself, so there was no way he could dodge this attack.
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