Chapter 260: Offering a shot
Chapter 260: Offering a shot
When Zhao Duan half of his body leaned out of the upstairs window.
Eyes from all around gathered together, full of expectation.
And when he said this calmly, those eyes turned into astonishment and confusion.
"Didn't you hear it?" Zhao Duan looked somewhat dissatisfied, glancing at the armored guards around him who were responsible for maintaining law and order, and spoke in a bad tone.
Rebel...arrest...
Isn't this a challenge? Why is it suddenly linked to the traitor?
Not only were the onlookers stunned, but even Eunuch Hai, who was drinking tea and watching the show, looked at him in surprise.
In the autumn wind and drizzle.
In the middle of the spacious and empty street, the big man wearing arm guards was also stunned, frowned, and subconsciously said in a deep voice:
"Who are you calling a traitor?!"
In the capital, you can’t just accept such a big hat.
Zhao Duan looked lazy, half leaning on the window railing and looking down at the man, and asked:
"You are not a traitor, so why would you want to assassinate me in public?"
The knife-wielding man's face was filled with anger:
"There has always been a tradition of Jianghu people challenging the masters of the imperial court. You are famous, so why not seek you to establish your reputation and learn your skills?"
Zhao Duan sneered:
"Since you know my reputation, you should know that I have killed countless rebels and traitors, and have been assassinated many times. I am a thorn in the eyes of the rebels.
But you invite me to fight in the name of challenge. Don't you have evil intentions and want to assassinate an official of the imperial court?
Being so vicious, you still say you are not a rebel?
Come here, take away the weapons from this man and take him to the Imperial Prison. I will send someone to interrogate him!"
The knife-wielding man was stunned for a moment, choking on his words with such stilted logic that he was speechless for a moment.
The imperial guards around him also came to their senses, with expressionless faces. They drew their swords and approached the big man from all directions.
Upon seeing this, the nearby gangsters were the first to get excited.
I didn't expect that the famous envoy Zhao would behave like this.
"What a 'little king of hell', who arbitrarily accuses innocent people without any evidence. He could have just not responded to the challenge, but he still abused his power to oppress others. It's really eye-opening! Is there still law in this capital city?"
In the crowd, a sword-wielding female warrior, about thirty years old, shouted angrily.
He looked ordinary, but because he practiced martial arts and had a good physique, he watched the fight nearby for a long time and attracted a lot of attention.
He took the lead in speaking out at this moment, and immediately attracted many people in the martial arts world to respond.
Zhao Duan squinted his eyes and looked at the other person. Suddenly he smiled brightly, and then his eyes turned cold:
"Great! There are accomplices! Arrest all these noisy rebels! Anyone who dares to resist will be executed on the spot!"
The heroine's face changed, and the surrounding martial artists who were instigated were also horrified. They didn't expect that this corrupt official would be so rampant.
They had only been in the capital for a few days and they began to regard the people upstairs as the court's lackeys.
"Capture them! Didn't you hear what Lord Zhao said? Capture them all!"
The yamen official yelled like a lackey, fearing that his performance was not good enough and he would offend Mr. Zhao.
A group of imperial guards tore through the crowd, split into two teams, and rushed towards the big man and the female knight.
The two men subconsciously wanted to resist. With their martial arts skills, it was not a problem for them to deal with these ordinary imperial guards, but how could they dare to use force against the imperial guards at the foot of the imperial city?
They could only retreat step by step, were in a dilemma, and were about to be captured.
"If you dare to resist, I'll break your legs." Zhao Duan's eyes were cold and he gave the order condescendingly.
The armored guards, frightened by the tyranny of King Zhao, trembled all over, their eyes were fierce, and several steel knives whistled and slashed towards the big man!
……
"Princess Princess, this..."
In the teahouse opposite, the maid Lu Shui who saw this scene could not help but look anxiously at the lady at the table.
Xu Junling's eyebrows also frowned. The development of things was slightly beyond her expectations.
"Master Lu." She turned her head and looked at the old man in plain robes.
The latter understood what he meant, stood up and leaped forward, and blew open half of the window frame with his palm.
This master from the palace walked out from upstairs. He was in mid-air, and when he rolled up his robe sleeves, two streams of fresh breeze blew out from his sleeves.
Woo! !
The wind is howling.
In the crowd, the big man whose pupils reflected the steel knives had a fierce look in his eyes, and the flaming red color flowed violently on the sword in his hand.
The raindrops that collided with the blade seemed to touch a hot iron, hissing and turning into white mist.
Just as he was about to swing his knife to fight back, two strong gusts of wind blew past his ears, disturbing the raindrops in the sky.
The soldiers wearing iron armor and holding steel knives groaned at the same time.
He felt a gentle and powerful force hitting his chest, and his feet plowed the ground. He was thrown into the air and stumbled backwards.
It's like wheat waves being blown down by a strong wind.
"what?"
In the teahouse, Eunuch Hai finally showed a bit of interest and looked at the scene with a little surprise.
Zhao Duan also raised his eyes and looked at the old man in a white robe who broke out of the window of the teahouse opposite, stepped on the black roof, and fell into the fighting arena like a dead leaf.
His sight quickly passed over this person and turned to the half-open window behind him, and vaguely caught a glimpse of a figure in the room.
"Ah! There's another master!"
"Could it be that some martial arts senior couldn't stand it anymore? So he stepped in to help?"
"It's fun to watch."
The crowd was like boiling water, watching the excitement without fear of trouble. Their faces were chasing the old man who was walking in the air and landing in the center of the field, with excited expressions.
"Who are you? How dare you cause chaos in the capital?!" The imperial guards who were arresting the heroine were also stunned. The woman cunningly took the opportunity to break out of the encirclement. However, the woman did not go far away, so they could only watch leisurely.
The imperial guards shouted in alarm.
"Lu..." The big man with the knife looked ashamed and opened his mouth, but was forced back by the old man's look.
The old man in white robes ignored the imperial guards, looked at Mr. Zhao upstairs with his hands behind his back, and said calmly:
"Why is Envoy Zhao so aggressive? The capital is the best place, and when Buddhism and Taoism are fighting, we should be magnanimous and tolerant."
Who are you? Just come out to act as a peacemaker... Zhao Duan said nothing and slowly narrowed his eyes.
He turned his head and glanced at Eunuch Hai, giving him a look that asked for advice.
Eunuch Hai smiled without moving his lips, but the voice of the old eunuch with unfathomable strength suddenly appeared in Zhao Duan's ears.
I only heard him transmit his voice into the secret passage:
"Two sleeves clean... Tsk tsk, I haven't seen this kind of martial arts for many years. Haha, don't look down on me, kid. I haven't been in the martial arts world for many years, and I'm not a know-it-all.
However, if I am not mistaken, the techniques of this young man outside are probably the same as those of the Lu family, a martial arts family in the underworld.
Well, the ancestors of the Lu family were once powerful and glorious, but that was almost a thousand years ago. By now, I guess the incense has almost died out. "
Last name Lu? Zhao Duan suddenly recalled the information he had obtained about the Princess of Huai'an.
It is recorded that among the masters of the royal palace who were accompanying him was an old man named "Lv Qingfeng".
Eunuch Hai transmitted the message very quickly.
Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, it seemed that King Zhao Yan upstairs was just slightly distracted.
"Haha," the next second, Zhao Duan's ambiguous voice resounded throughout the venue:
"What have I done today? I beat the young and the old. First someone wants to teach me what the law is, and then someone wants me to be magnanimous."
In the tense atmosphere, Zhao Duan looked down at the old man with a feminine smile, and said with a fake smile:
"According to the laws of the imperial court, monks above the level of God must report to the government office and obtain an ID card before they can travel in the capital. Since you want to seek justice and interfere with the investigation, you should present your ID card and verify your identity before speaking."
Lu Qingfeng frowned.
He followed the princess into the city and enjoyed special privileges throughout the trip, so there was no need for him to report to the government office.
Seeing that he didn't answer, Zhao Duan sneered:
"Why are you silent? Are you a stowaway? An undocumented expert."
Lu Qingfeng, who was dressed in a plain robe, did not want to argue and said calmly:
"With the authority of Lord Zhao, you can investigate Mr. Lu's identity. Let's stop this farce here."
At this point, he no longer minds exposing the identity of the princess behind him.
He also believed that with Zhao Duan's intelligence capabilities, as long as he gave his surname, the other party would be able to guess his origins.
But according to the unspoken rules of the official class, they are just a few gangsters.
Since the princess spoke on behalf of Prince Huai'an, Zhao Duan had no reason to hold on to it.
However, Zhao Duan seemed not to understand at all. He stood up expressionlessly and said:
"You got into trouble, and you still want to leave?"
Lu Qingfeng didn't expect that this person was even more difficult to deal with than the rumors said.
It seemed like he didn't understand what I was saying, and I couldn't help but get angry.
His brows were furrowed and his tone became cold:
"Why, Lord Zhao, are you going to label me a traitor and arrest me as well? That depends on how capable you are."
Zhao Duan looked sarcastic:
"An old man who refuses to die is a thief. All the little cats and dogs are jumping around in front of me. Come, arrest this man. I want to see who dares to defy the laws of the court."
The surrounding imperial guards felt bitter.
Between facing an unfamiliar master and offending the dreaded King of Hell, he made a wise choice.
"kill!"
With a low shout, the black-armored imperial guards marched in unison, summoning their energy and blood, and charged forward in military formation.
The dark boots stepped into the puddles on the ground, splashing large amounts of muddy water.
Lu Qingfeng was angry, but he didn't dare to kill anyone. He just used his palm to force them back. He wanted to lead his men out, but was stopped by another group of imperial guards who came to support him after hearing the news.
For a while, one side did not dare to actually kill anyone.
One group used their battle formation to surround and kill the enemy, and they were entangled for a short time.
Upstairs, Eunuch Hai held the teacup, his eyelids drooping, and said helplessly:
"What are you doing, kid?"
Zhao Duan smiled jokingly:
"This is our territory. We can't let outsiders come and go as they please, right? They are not giving me face, they are clearly slapping me in the face."
Eunuch Hai squinted at him, not being fooled at all:
"Then you should go down and fight him."
Zhao Duan had a smile in the corner of his eyes, and actually pretended to jump off the balcony and pounce down to kill.
Seeing this, Eunuch Hai said helplessly:
"Just this once."
As soon as he finished speaking, the most skilled warrior in the imperial palace, a veteran who had suppressed the martial arts world decades ago, exerted slight force with two fingers.
With a "pop", the blue and white teacup in his hand exploded!
Hot tea splash.
The sea worshipper snapped his fingers.
Snapped!
A drop of tea was hit and floated out.
Fly out of the teahouse neither fast nor slow.
Zhao Duan followed the drop of water and looked towards the long street.
The autumn rain all over the sky suddenly stopped and hung in the air.
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