The heavens start with letting the bullets fly

Chapter 774 Snow Sugar
Guanghui laughed loudly and said: "The owner of the village knows the meaning of the Sajia. The Sajia also went around outside Zhujiazhuang last night. It is true that there are deep ditches and high walls, and the defense is tight. Normally, even 2000 people can't break through Zhujiazhuang. But the Zhuangqian market is very lively, even in the middle of the night, the candles are brightly lit, and there are servants patrolling with guns. It can be seen that this young tiger-fighting boy is really good, no wonder the owner of the village is frightened!"

Li Ying sighed: "Master, it's not that I'm jealous of the neighboring village. It's that Zhu Biao has caused a lot of harm. Since his rise, my Li family village's income has dropped sharply, and a lot of land has been seized by his village. I know that I am either an opponent or a lawsuit. It’s not as rich as him, so he secretly endured it. Now that the master is here, if he is allowed to suffer, learn a lesson, and stop being arrogant, Li is willing to give three thousand guan.”

Guanghui's eyes lit up, and he smiled: "The owner of the village is really popular! Guanghui made the owner of the village as a friend."

He said that he made Li Ying a friend, but he didn't say "I don't want the money anymore".

Li Ying laughed.Du Xing said beside him: "Master, Zhu Biao's force is so powerful that it is no small matter, so be careful."

Guanghui smiled and said: "Butler Du is too worried. I also know that this Zhu Jiasanlang, who punched Luan Yanyu flying, and beat up the tiger on Jingyang Ridge, is a hero! Hehe, but this is not as good as me! Since the Sa family became a master of art, no one has been able to withstand ten strokes of the gang fist, and no one has survived the two Jiedao. Even if Zhou Tong competes with me, he must first write a suicide note."

Li Ying and Du Xing looked at each other, and the joy in their hearts could not be greater. If such a strong man took action, I'm afraid Chen Zhao would only kneel down and kowtow, or run away with his head in his arms!

The spirit that had been suppressed by a mountain for several months suddenly felt relaxed.Li Yingdao: "Okay! Master, I have already prepared meals for you, and invited two well-known prostitutes from Yunzhou, who will definitely serve you well."

Guang Hui's eyes lit up, and he laughed loudly, "Thank you, Master."

Wealth touches people's hearts, and there is no exception in ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad.So some black hands began to act in secret, intending to devour the wealth!
It's a pity that with the growth of Zhujiazhuang's financial resources, Chen Zhao's guards became stronger and stronger, and he used more and more money.His entourage, Zhu Santong, was promoted by Chen Zhao because of his cleverness and loyalty, and formed a small team to inquire about the news inside and outside Zhujiazhuang.

And Brother Yun also used his ability to inquire, gathered dozens of children like him, and found out about the big and small things in Yanggu County every day, and sent them to Chen Zhao in summary.

Although it was usually trivial matters, Chen Zhao soon learned that some strange-looking people from the Jianghu entered the city in disguise, or appeared around Zhujiazhuang.

At this time, Chen Zhao was sitting in the gazebo, raised his wine glass, and smiled at the beautifully dressed girl in front of him, "Sanniang, this is the Sitangchun produced in Hangzhou. It is mellow and sweet. Please have a drink."

Hu Sanniang smiled at the corner of her mouth, looked at Chen Zhao, her eyes were like stars in the sky, and said with a smile: "Your family is so drunk, but you entertain me with wine from outside."

That's what he said, but he drank it in one gulp.

Hu Sanniang didn't wear a warrior outfit as usual today, but a dark pigmented skirt with yellow patterns on it, a jade ring ribbon hanging on the skirt ribbon, and the upper jacket has eight pieces, with wide sleeves and two sleeves protruding from the inside. Layered sleeves cover the arms, revealing a little wrist, white as snow...

As for the hair and face makeup, it looks even more elegant, not like a country girl, but clearly a fashionable girl in the capital.

At this time, the two were sitting opposite each other in the gazebo on the back mountain outside Zhujiazhuang. The mountain was not very high in front of Dulonggang, surrounded by lush trees, and there was light smoke and mist in the surroundings, haunting the branches and leaves.There was a breeze, and the fragrance of flowers was all around.Looking around, the crabapple is in full bloom, with dark purple twigs, red new leaves, pink flowers, and the sun is shining brightly, making the spring full of beauty.

Chen Zhao laughed and said: "Sanniang doesn't know what kind of person drinks what kind of wine, it has to be matched."

Hu Sanniang said angrily: "Are you trying to say that the Drunken Fuhu was drunk by the heroes of the world? Our daughter's family is only worthy of drinking this Sitangchun? Huh! I often drink the Drunken Fuhu at home, and after drinking the sword dance , even my elder brother can't get close to me!"

Chen Zhao laughed and said, "Brother is steady, so naturally he doesn't dare to fight with you. That's not what I said. I was drinking with Fan Yasi in the county a few days ago, and I heard him tell an interesting story. Drinking and singing with others, there is a scene where a scholar is good at singing, and the scholar asks: "How about my words and Liu Yong's words? The musketeer said to him: "Liu Yong's words should be about a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl holding a red tooth board and singing 'Yangliu'an, Xiaofengwanyue'."As for the bachelor's poems, you must sing "Great River Going East" by Kansai Dahan, copper pipa, and iron paddle.That is to say, I am a drunk tiger, the wine is clear and long-lasting, and it doesn't hit the head. It is the drink of a man with a knife walking in the rivers and lakes.But today you and I are enjoying the spring in this gazebo and enjoying the leisure, so naturally we want to drink the soft and sweet Hangzhou Sitang Spring. "

Hu Sanniang grew up with Chen Zhao since they were young, and both of them knew some words indiscriminately. Now, when he heard the words of a literati, he remembered the allusion about Yidi's wine making that he had heard a while ago, and knew that he had recently started reading. I don't know why, but my heart was a little excited, so I smiled and said, "Sanlang, why are you studying too? Do you want to study for the number one prize?"

In the Song Dynasty, the gentlemen were noble and the martial arts were cheap, and the courts tried their best to suppress the warriors. Although they were suppressed and beaten by the enemy on the border because of this, within the borders, the warriors were grasshoppers in the hands of the literati, and they were rubbed by others. Such great heroes were also bullied to death by literati, let alone Yue Wumu later.

Of course, Chen Zhao did not want to be the No. [-] scholar, nor did he pursue Su Dongpo, but thought that this rare talented man who cared about people's livelihood had been passed to Hainan Island, and maybe he had paid attention to something, so he collected Su Dongpo's deeds and books for research.

Shaking his head at this moment, he said, "Where am I supposed to study? Besides, at my age, I have passed the enlightenment time. I read some books now, just to deal with the official situation."

Hu Sanniang turned her head to look at him, her eyes were shining brightly, the corner of her mouth was smiling like a spring breeze, and she said: "Sanlang is not telling the truth at all, I don't believe it."

Chen Zhao didn't bother with her, took out a box from his arms, and said, "Just take a look at this."

Hu Sanniang's eyes lit up, her heart was full of joy, and she said, "What is this?"

She was dressed as a lady of the Song Dynasty, but she reached out to take it and opened it without any sense of ladyhood. When she opened it, she saw that it was a box of crystal clear fine sand, and she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wow, it's so white. What's this?"

Chen Zhao said with a smile: "It tastes sweet, and its color is white. It's the snow sugar of my life."

(End of this chapter)