Late Ming Dynasty: Conquering the world starting from riding and cutting

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It is said that although the dangers of going down the mountain did not cause any trouble to Qin Hao and Zhao Chang, they were inevitably disturbed by some mud and debris on their bodies and clothes.

How can I go out on the street with this look?

Qin Hao thought he had a big heart. He could go to war without taking a shower for three days and three nights, but it would be uncomfortable if he was a little unclean on weekdays.

To put it more clearly, when doing big things, never delay. If nothing happens, just try your best to find something for yourself.

"Why don't we forget it for today." Looking at the dirty trousers, Qin Hao was quite disappointed.

"Sir, how about I go back and get some new clothes now? It won't take a while." Zhao Chang replied.

"No."

Qin Hao knew that his legs were strong and he could go back and forth very quickly, but today he was not interested. Fortunately, he had to wait a few more days until Zhuge Xuan and the others had finished their work, so they could go and have fun together.

Then he pointed to a shack at the foot of the mountain: "Let's go and have a rest over there."

The shack at the foot of the mountain was built by the monks of Jiming Temple to give the pilgrims who went up the mountain a place to rest when they were tired.

After Qin Hao and his wife entered, they found that there were quite a lot of people sitting around. There were all kinds of pickers, pastry sellers, and wooden tools sellers. They were all nearby villagers. They were close to Jiming Temple. Pilgrims eat together.

When he saw someone coming in, he didn't bother him and just nodded. Qin Hao asked for two bowls of tea and sat down to rest.

As soon as he sat down, the gossip started again.

"Let me tell you, early this morning I saw the young master of the Fang family squatting on the back hill." The picker sitting on the ground said softly.

"Which young master of the Fang family?" Someone asked curiously, "There are several families with the surname Fang near Guangming Jiming Temple, let alone the huge Jinling City. Any small family can be a young master. The Fang you are talking about What’s so special about the young master?”

That person was also the fastest. After he finished speaking, he realized that he was a mean person and said something about "a small family." He glanced at the two people who had just entered and found that there was no movement, so he felt relieved.

They, common people, can't afford to offend anyone, and they have to be careful about what they say behind their backs.

"Fang Jing, the only son of the family of the Minister of Revenue." There is always someone who is well-informed and can answer the questions.

"Oh!" The man took a deep breath and responded, "When you said that, I remembered it."

There are many people who know Fang Jing, but the most famous one is the name of his father, Minister of the Ministry of Finance, because every time this kid does something bad, he has to claim this name.

Then he asked: "Why, what is he doing in Jiming Temple?"

"No matter what he does, it's not a good thing anyway." The wooden furniture seller said angrily, "If it weren't for him last year, I would still be opening a shop in Jinling City. How could I be here."

Hearing what he said, people around him became curious. The carpenter had been here for several months, but they didn't know his past. They immediately asked, but the carpenter didn't say anything, but just reminded the people around him: "If there is a girl in your family, At home, it’s better not to let her hang around Jiming Temple recently, Fang Jing is famous for being a lustful ghost.”

After saying that, he packed up the wooden utensils and prepared to go home, leaving chicken feathers all over the tea shop.

If it's true what he said, the girls and young ladies who went up the mountain today may not be able to get any favors.

Qin Hao on the side listened to all this and couldn't help but think of the girl he met this morning.

"Go up the mountain!"

Qin Hao drank all the tea in the bowl, left a few copper coins, and led Zhao Chang away quickly.

Her voice: Young Master, please stay. She heard it and remembered it in her heart. She is a good girl. Although she does not have any big friendship, she does not want her to suffer such an accident.

Just a few steps out of the shack, Qin Hao saw the veiled woman and Fang Jing and others chasing after her.

Seeing that she was helpless, turning around and about to throw herself to the cliff to die, Qin Hao stepped forward and held her in his arms. The warm and moist texture of the instant beauty made Qin Hao feel a little distraught.

If she is good-looking, she will definitely be a beauty Taeko!

When Li Xiangjun saw the young master, she immediately burst into tears. Regardless of the person beside her, she seemed to have never seen him. At this moment, there was only one person in Li Xiangjun's eyes, only Qin Hao's upright figure;

She was like a bird flying into the forest, and fell into Qin Hao's arms with forgetfulness, hugging him tightly with her arms, crying until her heart was broken, and tears fell like rain;

The fears and grievances I had suffered before seemed to be poured out at this moment.

She threw herself into Qin Hao's arms. She was no longer the calm and chivalrous Li Xiangjun. She was like a little girl full of grievances who had found the arms of her relatives. All her strength turned into tears in an instant, and turned into endless love. Live crying.

"Okay, don't cry anymore, don't cry anymore, I'm here."

Seeing the pear blossoms in his arms covered with rain, Qin Hao comforted her calmly even though he didn't understand the situation.

"You bastard, you dare to hug my man, don't risk your life, put him down quickly." Seeing Li Xiangjun in the arms of another man, the key is that there is a person who is more handsome than himself, Fang Jing went down the mountain Suddenly he was furious and his hair was rustling.

When he said this, Qin Hao hugged him tighter, causing the little girl in his arms to cry softly.

Seeing this, Fang Jing was furious and immediately called to his subordinates: "Damn it, come on. If you beat him to death, it's mine."

Li Xiangjun in her arms became worried when she heard Fang Jing's words. She just wanted to see the young master, but she didn't want him to be in danger for her.

He was an orphan, and few people would feel sorry for him if he died, but he still had a bright future, which he couldn't ruin because of his involvement.

She, Li Xiangjun, still knew what was light and what was serious. She mustered up the courage and quickly said to Qin Hao: "Sir, please leave quickly, I will stop them."

Then she wanted to leave, but was still hugged. Although she was happy in her heart, she also knew that the matter was critical and could not delay any longer. If those people rushed up, she would really be unable to leave, so she wanted to persuade her again.

Before she could speak, a warm voice came: "It's okay, just stay well.", which instantly broke her will, allowing her to continue to cling to him obediently.

The feeling of having this beautiful woman in his arms made Qin Hao so happy that he couldn't let anyone destroy it. He gave Zhao Chang a look and asked him to handle it on his own.

He himself continued to experience the beauty in his arms, a beautiful embryo. If he didn't wake up now, he would be hopeless.

He looks like a lustful ghost again, but this feature is much better than the previous one, and his methods are also clever.

Fang Jing's followers and servants also rushed forward at this time. They also admired the young master who stole his young master's woman. It was really a relief.

However, their efforts were not lost at all. They each picked up their sleeves and planned to teach this person a lesson.

With the young master's assurance, this guy is probably going to be thrown into the wilderness.

Especially Gou'er was the most aggressive, hoping to get the first prize so that the young master's reward could be larger. Unexpectedly, just when he was about to take action, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

Zhao Chang, a burly man, pounced on the dog like a tiger. Without any explanation, he stepped on the dog's right wrist, letting his fingers spread out on the ground. Then he pulled out the saber from his waist, and the top of the back of the saber rushed down hard, " "Bang!" It hit the dog's five fingers hard.

"ah!"

There was a shrill scream, which was extremely harsh. Mud splattered on the ground. The dog's five fingers were bruised and covered in pieces of paper, and their flesh and blood were blurred;

The bone-piercing pain made him roll on the ground, his whole body convulsing, his eyes wide open, and the veins on his face bulging out like earthworms swimming around. He looked extremely ferocious, and he screamed in agony. This caused people in the shack not far away to come out to watch. The followers behind him were also numb and did not dare to move rashly.

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