The Book of Troubled Times

  Chapter 90 Sword Lake City

  Zhao Changhe's charge completely crushed the enemies who besieged Han Wubing.

   Originally, Han Wubing had killed so many people with outnumbered enemies, so he gritted his teeth and continued, feeling that Han Wubing was at the end of his strength and had to be killed.

   As a result, there was a strong man leaping forward, the momentum of the knife alone could make your legs go numb, what kind of fight...

  No one noticed that Zhao Changhe himself was exhausted, and he no longer had any fighting spirit. They shouted one by one, and ran away without a trace in an instant.

  Zhao Changhe thought that there was going to be a hard fight, but he was a little dumbfounded when he saw it holding a knife: "Am I so scary?"

  Han Wubing smiled: "Yes, you are very scary."

   "A group of idiots who dared to besiege the fifth level of the entrance were scared away by a fourth level. Chick." Zhao Changhe got off his horse and sat on the ground wearily: "Hey, how many days until Lixia?"

  Han Wubing also sat beside him weakly, and calculated: "There are still seven days, you came early."

   "Seven days." Zhao Changhe turned his head and looked at him for a while: "Is your injury well for seven days?"

   "It's basically a skin trauma. It looks bloody, but it will be cured soon if there is a good medicine. Three days is enough."

  Zhao Changhe smacked his lips in pain: "That is to say, after your injury is healed, we have nothing to do and have to stay here for four days? This Lixia is a bit late... Uh..."

   One sentence thought of his girlfriend, so he stopped talking.

  Xia Chichi, who was peeping, suddenly became grinning.

Han Wubing didn't know why he suddenly stopped talking, and said: "It's okay to wait four more days, there are still some things in Jianhu City, you can go shopping. Or if you want to find a sword... oh, if you use a knife, there should be no interest."

"Even if I'm not interested in using a sword, Yang Yang said that the Cui family can't find it, so who can find it, with those idiots just now?" Zhao Changhe said: "Your sword is broken? I advise you not to If you find it, go to the city and buy a good one.”

  Han Wubing said: "I didn't intend to look for it."

   "That's fine." Zhao Changhe stood up: "Get on the horse, and take you to the city to rest first."

  Han has no disease and is not hypocritical, so he gets on the horse directly.

  God knows that two people who seem to be on good terms with each other ride together, and the idea of ​​both sides is to have a duel in a few days.

   What's even more weird is that from the beginning to the end, the two fools never thought about it. Now that everyone has arrived, the so-called competition time is not discussed and changed by themselves? If you want to advance a few days, you can advance a few days, why do you have to wait for Lixia...

  ...

  Sword Lake City.

A long time ago, it was just a lakeside town. Needless to say now, it is a super big city, more prosperous than the state capital here, but different from other cities, the system and specifications seem to be like a town, with no city walls and no guards. , no city tax.

  So it became more and more prosperous.

Zhao Changhe rode his horse into the house, looking at how the street scene compares with Qinghe like a curious baby. Before he had gone far, the smell of fragrance wafted up his nostrils, and a smeared bustard came forward: "Oh, my son, do you want to come to us? Resting in the flower building? Our girl is the most beautiful in the whole city, and she is good at all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

  Zhao Changhe: "...Is there a Tang Shouzi who is good at playing piano, chess, calligraphy and painting?"

  The bustard was dumbfounded: "Then there isn't one."

  Zhao Changhe nodded: "Forget it, let's go practice."

  Han Wubing laughed out loud.

  Zhao Changhe rode his horse forward, and said in his mouth: "The brothel here, the blood all over us, they don't care at all, and they still solicit customers."

  Han Wubing said: "You will know after staying for two more days."

   There is no need to stay for two days, Zhao Changhe will know now.

   There is another brothel in front, and there are people fighting directly at the door, and by the time Zhao Changhe wants to go over to watch the excitement, they have already beaten to death.

   Several tortoises came out to carry the man away, and the brothel continued to operate as if nothing had happened.

   This time it was Zhao Changhe's turn to be dumbfounded: "What are the yamen doing here?"

  Han Wubing said leisurely: "The regulation here is still a small town, who knows what His Majesty is thinking?"

   "...It's so prosperous, how to collect taxes, what a waste."

  Han Wubing was also dumbfounded, I'm just a quack, I don't know.

  Zhao Changhe had a headache: "Then is there a town magician?"

  This Han Wubing has a lot of people: "On the surface there is no yamen, but in fact there should be. I don't know which private house or even a brothel and gambling shop."

  Zhao Changhe nodded: "Where did you live before?"

   "I didn't live in the city before, so I built a hut next to the tomb in the bamboo forest by the lake in case you couldn't find it."

   "That is to say, you can just find a place?" Zhao Changhe glanced at a larger inn at the end of the street. The boss's signboard read "Home away from home". Someone led a horse to the back from the side door, and it seemed that there was a stable behind it. Then go straight over: "That's it. Shopkeeper, do you have a private house? Help me raise my horse."

  Xiao Er came up to meet him: "The guest officer has a good eye. We have the best stables and the best fodder here! I'm not only talking about the horses, but also the horses used in the bed, which are also the best grass."

  Zhao Changhe: "?"

  Han Wubing: "..."

  Xiao Er looked at his words and said with a smile: "The guest officer wants to find someone without a horse? You can't find it. Everyone has it, but you don't have it. How can you attract customers? Hey, you are away from home, and everyone is here..."

   "Okay, okay." Zhao Changhe knew that he might not be able to find a horseless man here, so he said, "Is there a private courtyard?"

   "Yes, yes, the guest officer is here, rest first, I will let the girls come over and show the guest officer a horse."

  Zhao Changhe said unhappily: "No, we have to be clean and don't let unnecessary people disturb you."

  Xiao Er turned his eyes around Zhao Changhe and Han Wubing, showing an ambiguous smile: "I see."

  Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, Xiao Er had already retreated.

  He turned his head to look at Han Wubing dumbly: "What does he mean?"

  Han Wubing remained expressionless: "It's not interesting."

   "Grass." Zhao Changhe pointed to the room on the side of the private courtyard: "Roll, you have defeated my reputation, bad luck."

  Han Wubing entered the room with a stern face. Damn, if the truth spreads, your reputation will certainly be defeated, but Lao Tzu's reputation is not bad?

   I heard that women who get in touch with Zhao Changhe will become unlucky, but unexpectedly, even men can't escape!

   Having said that, this Zhao Changhe looks like a reckless king of the mountain, but he turns out to be so pure that even the brothel girls dare not touch him, and his face is a little red when he looks at it.

  Han Wubing is a bit funny, he seems indifferent, but in fact, he has gone to brothels to solve the problem when he was lonely in the world, but Zhao Changhe, who everyone thinks is a bandit, is actually the purest rivers and lakes.

  Was applying wound medicine to rest, Han Wubing's ears moved suddenly, and he stretched out his hand to hold the broken sword.

   There were extremely light footsteps outside the courtyard, and he could even smell a little fragrance with his sensitivity.

  Foreign enemy? still…

  Han Wubing took a peek out of the window, but there was an extremely graceful female figure standing on the opposite side outside Zhao Changhe's house, gently knocking on the door.

   Zhao Changhe's angry voice came from inside the house: "Damn it, don't disturb people's cleanliness, get out!"

  The woman whispered softly: "I know that guest officials are not good at women, so brother put on women's clothes to make guest officials feel good."

  Han Wubing's hairs stood on end.

   What was even more hair-raising was that there was a sound of chaos in the opposite room, even the table was knocked, and then the door opened with a "bang", Zhao Changhe poked his head out, showing a look of great surprise. Then he looked at Han Wubing's room with some vigilance, and suddenly stretched out his hand, pulling the "brother in women's clothing" into the room.

  Han Wubing sat on the edge of the bed with his knees hugged, feeling that the place he was in was more dangerous than being besieged.

  I thought everyone was victimized by wind reviews, but I didn't expect you to be true!

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  PS: The long-lost Qiqi is here, please ask for a monthly ticket.

   Thank you for selling wine for you~

  (end of this chapter)