my brother-in-law is the prince

Chapter 39
This Liang Wu never imagined that the other party would dare to be so rude when he reported his backer.

And Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu couldn't bear it anymore.

Immediately rushing forward, Zhu Yong raised his fist and hit Liang Wu's eye socket first.

"Hey!" Liang Wu screamed.

Zhang Fu grabbed his bun, pressed his head, pressed him to the ground and hammered him wildly.

Zhu Yong was even more ruthless, and shouted: "Hit his bones, hit his bones, I have experience in beatings, and hitting that bone hurts the most."

With that said, he kicked down.

All of a sudden, in this elegant seat, chickens and dogs jumped around, and it was a mess.

Liang Wu was chased and beaten for a full cup of tea, his face was completely changed, and he was lying on the ground, motionless, with only one breath left.

Zhang Anshi went up to make up a few feet, cursing: "King of Han...you bloody dare to mention King of Han in front of our second murderer in the capital, young master, I will do business with you dutifully, how dare you be ignorant of flattery!"

Zhu Jin sat aside, his face turned pale with fright.

There was also a merchant who jumped out of the window and fled in a hurry while no one was paying attention.

While cursing, Zhang Anshi walked towards Zhu Jin and stared at him coldly.

Zhu Jin's body was like a sieve, and he said in a jiffy, "Forgive...forgive..."

Zhang Anshi said viciously: "Is the business still going?"

"Do... do... I do..."

"You make an offer."

"Grandpa, spare me!" Zhu Jin cried, slipped from the chair, and knelt on the ground with a slap.

Zhang Anshi said: "250 yuan a catty, do you want to buy it?"

Zhu Jin was taken aback.

250 yuan... Cotton yarn on the market is usually 150 yuan a catty, but this cotton yarn is of good quality, and 250 yuan is actually a very reasonable price.

Moreover, there was a flood in Songjiang Mansion this year, and the prices of cotton yarn and cloth were already on the rise. If he bought them at such a price, he would definitely not lose money.

It's just that he didn't expect that the three bandit-like people in front of him would offer such a reasonable price.

Zhu Jin stammered and nodded: "Okay, take as much as you want, it's just... Grandpa, you offended His Highness the King of Han..."

Zhang Anshi waved his hand: "The King of Han is a hammer, go out and inquire about the prestige of our second murderer in the capital. After a while, we will pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other."

Zhu Jin had heard about it for a few days, but he calmed down and said that you offended the King of Han, if you didn't die, then you can deal naturally, but if you die, then don't blame me for not keeping promises.

He hastily agreed, and ran away while covering his head.

Liang Wu, who fell on the ground, was still twitching, spitting out blood bubbles, his mouth squirmed, and he forced out some breath, as if he wanted to scold something.

Zhu Yong kicked him to the ground again: "You dog, you dare to mess with the second murderer in the capital!"

After all, the three of them left the private room.

Outside the private room, two Liang Wu's guards stood like wooden stakes.

As guards, they are indeed Lianjiazi.

So the first time I heard Liang Wu was in trouble, I wanted to rush in to protect Liang Wu, but then I saw the skills of Zhang Fu and Zhu Yong.

Professionals, they immediately figured out that these two teenagers are also practicing family members, and their skills are obviously not inferior to their own.

So, they immediately made the most professional research and judgment, shouting earth-shattering outside this private room, this one said: "Protect the master."

The other said: "Hugh has left the thieves, we will fight with them."

The tone was vivid, like a large army encircling and suppressing, and the mighty iron cavalry was about to smash through a few thieves.

It's a pity that they only thundered but never rained, until the person who claimed to be the second fiercest man in the capital was tired and walked out domineeringly, the two guys immediately fell silent, lowered their heads, and dared not vent their breath.

……

Zhang Anshi was walking on the street, thinking of beating a brother who was a retainer of the King of Han, he exhaled and raised his eyebrows.

The king of Han always spoke ill of his brother-in-law, and today the second culprit in the capital was venting his anger for his brother-in-law.

Zhang Fu and Zhu Yong were mumbling behind them.

"Third brother, do you think we were too serious just now? After all, it is the King of Han."

"It doesn't matter if he is the King of Han or not, the eldest brother will fight as he pleases."

"You're right. Brother knows how to measure. He thinks he can fight, and he definitely can."

"Of course, I feel more and more that our elder brother is not an ordinary person."

"Ok?"

Zhang Fu said: "We could obviously grab those merchants, but the elder brother took us to do business with them. What is benevolence and righteousness, this is benevolence and righteousness. We deserve to be married in Taoyuan three times. Just like Liu Guanzhang, we love the people like children! Back then , then Liu Bei is also a good man who crossed the river with the people, isn't he similar to our eldest brother?"

"Ah... this..." Zhu Yong lowered his head, thought for a long time, and then slapped his forehead: "That's right!"

…………

But Zhu Yong is not stupid.

When he returned to Duke Cheng's mansion, he was the first to go to Zhongtang to find his father, Zhu Neng.

At this time, Zhu Neng was sitting on the official hat chair in the central hall, calm and relaxed, looking at Zhu Yong tenderly and said: "Ah, my son, I'm back, come, sit, sit."

Zhu Yong did not sit down, but said: "Father, I fought again today."

"Just hit me." Zhu Neng crossed his legs and said nonchalantly, "Why hit someone?"

"Business matters." Zhu Yong said.

"Yeah." Zhu Neng's eyes lit up, and he said eagerly: "Hey, it's time to fight, it's time to fight, what's the matter, where are you hurt? Dad will give you the wound medicine, my son is promising, and I'm starting to take care of my family."

Zhu Yong said: "It's... the person who beat... who claimed to be from the Palace of the King of Han..."

As soon as Zhu Neng heard it, his expression changed slightly, and he subconsciously said, "Do you dare to fight the King of Han?"

"No, no, he is a relative of the King of Han's retainer."

Zhu Neng's expression brightened immediately, and he said nonchalantly, "I'm afraid he's a bird, a retainer like a dog, and he's just some kind of relative. If he hits him, he'll just hit him. Why, how dare they be unconvinced?"

Zhu Yong still frowned, thoughtful.

Zhu Neng said: "What fart is there, can you finish it all in one breath."

Zhu Yong said: "There is one more thing, that is, when we fight, we say: the one who hit is the King of Han...Father, it shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Zhu Neng still smiled at Mimi: "Silly son, you have already moved your hands, can't you yell a few words? Back then, your father and I followed His Majesty, and even the dog emperor Jianwen dared to rebel. Look at your father! Have you ever frowned? When you grow up, you look more and more like your father."

Only then did Zhu Yong feel relieved, and he was also happy: "I was still a little worried, but after hearing what Dad said, I feel relieved."

Instead, Zhu Neng stood up and began to search for something in the hall.

Zhu Yong stared at him: "Father, what are you looking for?"

"It's okay, it's okay." Zhu Neng shook his head: "Just wait a while."

As he said that, Zhu Neng finally found a stick from the weapon shelf in the hall. It was a short stick, and it felt okay after shaking it in his hand.

Zhu Yong's eyes were wider than a bull's, and he howled, "Father, didn't you say that I did nothing wrong?"

Zhu Neng stepped forward, holding a stick in one hand, and easily lifted Zhu Yong up with the other, and said with a smile, "That's right, that's right, my son went out to earn money and subsidize the family, what could be wrong?"

After finishing speaking, he pressed Zhu Yong to the ground at once, and Zhu Yong wailed, "That's right, you still hit me."

Zhu Neng had already picked up Zhu Yong's trousers, and with a stick down, he said with a pleasant face, "Your father is the most fair man, you are a good boy, if you did nothing wrong, you did nothing wrong. But you still want to beat me, you all clamored for it It's the King of Han now, I won't beat you up, His Majesty won't be able to explain it to me, so bear with me, dad will hold back a bit."

In an instant, there was a howling like a pig being slaughtered in the middle hall of Duke Cheng's mansion.

It was a familiar voice again: "Ah... it doesn't hurt... ah... it doesn't hurt... ah..."

(End of this chapter)