The happy life of a prodigal

"You don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?"

"And your clothes? It's winter, are you going to freeze yourself to death?"

"I said, is there something wrong with your brain? What do you want to do?"

Old Liu stared at Zhao Feng and asked angrily.

Zhao Feng looked at them with a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.

At the same time, there seemed to be a deep humiliation hidden under this fighting spirit.

Slowly spit out two words: "Practice."

Practicing...practicing...?

When the guards heard these two words, their complexions changed and became very ugly.

They never thought of it.

I thought it was haunted, but it turned out that Zhao Feng was practicing kung fu.

wrong.

Who will practice in the middle of the night?

Moreover, it is winter now!

That is to say, warriors like them have vitality and blood, so as long as they wear normal clothes, they will not feel cold.

Ordinary people have to light the stove to keep out the cold during this solar term, but this guy is actually shirtless.

You know, even a first-class master will be cold in a single shirt in the winter.

Unless you are a half-step master, you can ignore changes in temperature.

He is a small soldier, his martial arts has not yet entered the classroom, he can barely be regarded as a third-rate martial artist, what is wrong with him?

They were about to yell.

Suddenly, Zhao Feng gritted his teeth and said in a dull voice: "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully the young and poor, I, Zhao Feng, will stand on top of the world one day!"

Chapter 998 I want to fight

"..."

The guards looked at Zhao Feng in a daze, they were all dumbfounded.

What the hell is this guy talking about!

To practice is to practice. You have to practice in the middle of the night, and that’s all you need to do in the middle of the night. Why do you say such nonsense and inexplicable things?

It was as if he was bullying him every day.

Obviously this guy has been with the young master for less than two days.

Facing everyone's surprised and puzzled gazes, Zhao Feng didn't realize it. He raised his eyes and looked at the sky at a 45° angle. A bright moon was shining brightly. He should recite a poem. His face showed a thoughtful look, and he gave up after a long time. up.

He has not read the book...

I just read the storybook and listened to the book in the tavern in Fucheng.

This sentence 30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, and Mo bullying young people are poor, he thinks it is very suitable for him.

There is also the protagonist in the storybook, who has a miserable life experience and tragic experience, but there is no way to get rid of his current situation despite his hard work.

Isn't all of this very similar to everything he has encountered so far?

Zhao Feng thought so, sighed leisurely, and said: "We should continue to struggle..."

As soon as he opened his mouth, he heard an angry voice from beside him.

"You've worked hard! It's midnight, what are you doing!"

"That is, if you want to practice, you can't wait until tomorrow, you can't wait until you return to the capital, and no one stops you from practicing, so you have to practice here in the middle of the night!"

"Zhao, hurry up and go back to sleep. If you wake up the young master, go back and be your soldier!"

All the guards pointed at Zhao Feng, filled with righteous indignation.

Never before has a single person caused such outrage.

Hearing these voices, Zhao Feng shrank his head, hesitated for a moment, had no choice but to give in, and only said one word: "Okay."

No way, under the eaves, I have to bow my head!

If one day, you can gain freedom and practice whenever you want, why should you be bound by these people.

How can the sparrow know the ambition of the swan, ah, ridiculous!

I am a person with big ambitions, but a person who has escaped from vulgar tastes!

Although these warriors are powerful, they have already lost their aggressiveness.

This future world belongs to oneself!

As Zhao Feng thought about it, his eyes showed raging fighting spirit again. Although he went back to lie down and looked at the sky dotted with stars, the picture in the storybook involuntarily appeared in his mind.

The young man who suffered setbacks climbed to the top of the world step by step with his own efforts. Those who looked down on him were deeply shocked when they saw his success...

Thinking about it, I fell asleep involuntarily.

The next day, early in the morning.

Fang Xiu was dressed neatly under Xiu'er's service, and when he walked out of the yard, he saw the guards standing there.

It's just that compared to the usual time, these guards stood in place one by one, listless, as if they were about to fall asleep.

Fang Xiu looked at their thick dark circles and asked curiously, "What did you guys do yesterday?"

Several guards looked at each other, and they could see the helplessness in each other's eyes, but they didn't say anything, they just said: "Thank you, young master, for your concern, it's just that we had a discussion yesterday, and we fell asleep. It's a bit late, so..."

When Fang Xiu heard this, he nodded, but he didn't ask any further questions, he just said: "You guys stay in the courtyard, and then send a few people to pretend to be disguised, I want to go out for a while."

"Yes, Master!"

Several guards hurriedly saluted.

There are still a few days before Zhou Chen can deal with the matter of the black households. Fang leisurely has nothing to do, so he wanders around the streets of Jinzhou Prefecture.

Not to mention, since King Ning's rebellion, Fang Xiu has really gone shopping much less than before.

They are all lying in their yards, eating and waiting to die.

But I didn't come out to take a stroll and take a look at this beautiful river and mountain.

In fact, there is not much difference between Jinzhou Prefecture and other state capitals that Fang Xiu has been to before.

There are everything that should be there, although it is not as prosperous as the Kyoto Prefecture, but it is not that bad.

The common people can be regarded as living and working in peace and contentment.

Fang Xiu was walking on the street, surrounded by the cries of hawkers.

"Rouge, the best rouge!"

"Steamed buns, freshly steamed buns, three for a penny!"

"Writing letters on behalf of you! One letter only costs five cents!"

Compared with Kyoto Prefecture, the prices in Jinzhou Prefecture are much lower.

If it weren't for the establishment of Jinzhou Port, the price of goods in Jinzhou Prefecture would not be so low.

It is precisely because of the existence of the Jinzhou port that the low-priced things from all over the place are shipped to this Jinzhou prefecture, and the people of this Jinzhou prefecture guess that they can enjoy such convenience.

There is a deep truth in this.

The people of Jinzhou Prefecture can live well without doing too much hard work.

The premise of this is that in other places, some people's life is not so good.

For example, the people of Jinzhou prefecture need coal for heating in winter when it is too cold, or for cooking and water.

The low price of this coal means that someone must work and get very little return.

If the labor is well rewarded, the price of coal will not be low.

If it weren't for those guys from the Kelei Department, the coal price in Jinzhou Prefecture would never be so low.

The same principle applies to other products as well.

In short, if you want the people of Jinzhou Prefecture to live like human beings, there must be people from other places living like human beings.

This is inevitable.

The purpose of Fang Xiu's establishment of the port at the beginning, and the purpose of going to Nanyang, is to make the people of the entire Great Chu live like human beings.

Fang Xiu walked aimlessly on the streets of Jinzhou Mansion.

He was very pleased with what he saw and heard.

The common people live and work in peace and contentment, but pickpockets and the like are not common in Jinzhou Prefecture, and even local ruffians rarely appear.

On the other hand, it shows that the prefect of Jinzhou Prefecture does have some methods. You must know that even in Kyoto Prefecture, this local ruffian cannot be eliminated.

There is no way, although the gangsters are the lowest level characters, the most marginalized characters, and the most disgusting characters, but they still have the value of existence.

Because there are many things that others can't do, only they can do.

For example, the princes in the court always talk about benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom, faith, morality, and saints, but when they encounter some things that can't be solved with words, they have to rely on the most marginalized, The bottom of the line.

To exist must be the cause of existence.

If it does not exist, there must be a reason for its non-existence.

But he didn't know that there were no ruffians in Jinzhou Prefecture.

Fang Xiu was a little curious, and was about to stop someone to ask a question, when he suddenly heard a quarrel in front of him.

"I won't give you any money today, what can you do!"

Chapter 999 The Freelance Swordsman

Look up.

It was a Jianghu man dressed as a swordsman standing in front of the door of the brothel, yelling angrily.

An old bustard stood beside him, twisted his face together, and said in a crying voice: "Guest officer, you can't do this, there's no reason not to give money when you go to a brothel! You can't do this!"

Fang Xiu stood aside, seeing this scene, for some reason, wanted to laugh inexplicably.

I didn't expect that there are actually prostitutes in this world.

A faint smile appeared on Fang Xiu's face, looking at the scene in front of him, curious about how things would develop.

The quack swordsman seemed to have a little bit of martial arts. Looking at the bustard, he said coldly: "There is no black shop like yours in this world! You didn't clearly mark the price in advance, and you asked for a tael of silver afterwards. Yours Is the girl made of gold? She actually wants a tael of silver."

ahem...

Fang Xiu stood aside, and when he heard this, his expression changed a little.

In all fairness, the one tael of silver seems, probably, maybe, should, it really doesn't seem like much.

But the Jianghu swordsman frowned, and said coldly: "My son walks in the rivers and lakes, acts chivalrously, even if he sleeps with your girl, that is also your girl's blessing. Now you want me to marry you two silver coins.

This young master tells you that there are only five hundred texts in total, do you want to love it or not! "

After finishing speaking, he threw out a string of copper plates, and the copper plates were scattered on the ground, let alone five hundred coins, maybe not even a hundred coins.

Fang Xiu stood aside, watching this scene, thinking that there are really such shameless people in this world.

Seeing this scene, the old bustard probably knew that the money might not come back by going the normal way.

With his hands on his hips, staring at the Jianghu swordsman, he scolded angrily: "I've been here for decades, and it's the first time I've seen such a shameless person like you, who doesn't bring money when you go to brothels. It's nice to say, who knows You are really a chivalrous man in this outfit!

Don't wear this clothes on purpose, or hold a sword on purpose just to go shopping in brothels, shit!Shameless!

Shameless home! "

After all, he is a bustard, and he can be regarded as a professional player if he curses at others. If he stops here, if he doesn't say anything else, his aura will come out.

The onlookers became interested when they heard the old bustard yelling, and gathered together to see how the old bustard cursed.

The old bustard stared at the quack swordsman, pointing at him and cursing him at the same time, changing tricks from beginning to end, changing words without stopping.