MTL - My Brother-in-law is the Prince-Chapter 39 The Second Murderer in Beijing

  Chapter 39 The second culprit in the capital handles affairs

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

   As for Zhu Yong and Zhang Fu, they couldn't bear it anymore.

  Rushing up at once, 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, and pressed him to the ground and hammered him wildly.

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

   As he spoke, he kicked down.

  Suddenly, the elegant seat was full of chaos.

  Liang Wu was chased and beaten for a 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 **** dare to mention King of Han in front of our second murderer in the capital, my lord, I'm doing business with you in my own right, and you don't know how to flatter me!"

  Zhu Jin sat beside him, his face turned pale with fright.

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

   Zhang Anshi cursed and walked towards Zhu Jin, staring at him coldly.

  Zhu Jin's body is like sifting chaff, Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Forgive...forgive..."

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

   "do...do...I do..."

   "You make an offer."

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

  Zhang Anshi said: "Two hundred and fifty yuan a catty, do you want to buy it?"

  Zhu Jin was taken aback.

  Two hundred and fifty dollars... Cotton yarn on the market is usually one hundred and fifty dollars a catty, but the quality of this cotton yarn is good, and two hundred and fifty dollars is actually a very fair price.

  Besides, there was a flood in Songjiang Prefecture 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 nodded stammeringly: "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 heard about it for a few days, but he calmed down, thinking that you offended the King of Han, if you didn’t die, you can trade naturally, but if you die, then don’t blame me for being dishonest.

  He agreed hastily, and ran away while talking.

  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, dare to provoke the second murderer in the capital!"

   After finishing speaking, 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 practitioners, and their skills are obviously not inferior to their own.

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

  Another said: "Hugh left the thieves, let's fight them."

   This tone is full of vigor, like a large army encircling and suppressing, and the mighty iron cavalry is about to crush a few thieves.

  It's a pity that they only thundered and didn't rain, until the person who claimed to be the second murderer in the capital was tired and came out domineeringly.

  …

  Zhang Anshi was walking on the street, thinking of beating a brother who was a retainer of the Han Dynasty, 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 muttering in the background.

   "Third brother, do you think our attack just now was too heavy, after all, it is the King of Han."

   "It doesn't matter what the king of Han is or not, the elder 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."

"Um?"

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.

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

  Zhu Neng was sitting on the official hat chair in the middle hall at this time, calmly, looked at Zhu Yong tenderly and said: "Ah, son, you are 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 sparkled, and he said eagerly: "Hey, it's time to fight, it's time to fight, what's the matter, is there any injury? Dad will give you the wound medicine, my son is promising, and he is starting to take care of the family."

  Zhu Yongdao: "That's...the one who beat... who claimed to be from the Palace of the King of Han..."

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

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

  Zhu Neng's complexion brightened immediately, and he said nonchalantly: "I'm afraid he is a bird, a retainer like a dog, and he is just a relative. If he is beaten, he will be beaten. Why, how dare they be unconvinced?"

  Zhu Yong still frowned, thoughtful.

  Zhu Neng said: "What farts are there, can you finish them all in one breath."

  Zhu Yong said: "There is one more thing, that is, when we fight, we say: the one who fights 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."

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

   Zhu Neng stood up and started searching 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 rack 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 goes out to earn money and subsidizes the family, what's 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 wail like a pig being slaughtered in the middle hall of Duke Cheng's mansion.

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

  (end of this chapter)