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Cheng Jinzhou reined in his horse and stopped. Anya was a tall horse, and his height was more than 2 meters. He couldn't see clearly the status of the two of them even if he leaned over, as if they were really dead.

"Meng Er, how are you?" Of course Cheng Jinzhou would not greet the enemy first.

"Thank you, third brother, for your concern. It's okay. I just fell off my leg." Meng Er took the short stick on the ground, still pretending to be cool on his face.

Cheng Jinzhou watched Meng Er take the stick and breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the latter would pull out the boot knife, otherwise the blood on his thigh might spray up to two meters away.

Zhao Quanwen led a large group of troops and rushed forward menacingly. He kept his aristocratic face, with his hands behind his back. His own horse-like humanoid creature pointed at Cheng Jinzhou's nose and said in a sinister manner: "Which family are you from?" Boy, I feel like I’m being naughty here.”

"Whose family are you from?" Cheng Jinzhou took advantage and seriously injured the other party's person. His tone was much gentler, but he couldn't help but look at Liu Qingshuang with a sly look.

He was considered to be in his twenties. Such a fair and beautiful girl, although she was just a little lolita, could not be controlled for a while due to the guidance of Cheng Yangzi's body.

Physiological impulses always dominate reason.

Liu Qingshuang is a standard beauty, especially her clear and smart big eyes, which make people feel unusually refreshing. She looked at Cheng Jinzhou with a sophisticated look, pursed her lips slightly, and didn't know what she was thinking.

The dozen or so people brought by Zhao Quanhua slowly dispersed to both sides, and some even took out a bow and arrow. Meng Da Meng Er also became nervous, and Ma Zai raised his head proudly and said: "I'll teach you, this is Zhao Quan, the eldest grandson of Nanling County Prince..."

"Who is Zhao Yeyu to you?" Cheng Jinzhou suddenly remembered the young lady who resisted him in the private school.

"Do you know my brother?" Facing other people, Zhao Quanhui's actions were completely in line with the standards of aristocrats. Although his head was raised too high and his chin was exposed too much, he completely showed etiquette that was better than that of a servant—— Although very meaningless.

"Boy, it's too late to build relationships now." A servant who had a good relationship with Ah Hu and Ah Bao pointed at Cheng Jinzhou and started scolding him. They were used to being arrogant in Nanling and were extremely skilled in expressing their feelings.

Compared with the prince and grandson of the county, Cheng Jinzhou's etiquette and morals were much lower. He ignored Ma Zai's words at all. He didn't even wait for Zhao Quan's nostrils to take a breath before he laughed: "You two are really stupid. . The second fool of the Zhao family."

As he spoke, he moved his fingers left and right.

Zhao Quanhua almost suffocated to death from the breath in his nostrils, and the horses on both sides also started making noises. Liu Qingshuang nervously winked at her maid, and she was followed by two bodyguards.

Cheng Jinzhou had an awe-inspiring look on his face, as if he was fearless. He turned to Liu Qingshuang and said, "Are you also from the Prince's Palace? I've never seen him in Cheng's Palace."

He still has time to care about beautiful little girls.

"No." Liu Qingshuang pursed her lips and smiled and shook her head. Looking at Cheng Jinzhou's thin body, she was a little curious. This young man who could be praised by his father but had no image yesterday did not seem to be as simple as imagined.

The opponent's attitude did not make Zhao Quanfu's aristocratic demeanor disappear. He winked with a relaxed expression. Ma Zai next to him understood it, chuckled, raised the blunt sword used for practice and said: "Your Highness Wangsun, this man This is too much, I ask you to fight."

A group of his men understood and shouted in unison: "Subordinates, please fight."

They all looked like they were dueling, they had done this job a lot, they were familiar with the roads and their expressions were rich. He also gave his master a reason, as if he was following the crowd.

Of course, the content of the duel is still a group of people dueling against one person.

Zhao Quanyou admired Cheng Jinzhou's expression and said slowly: "Don't be like the people in the countryside. The prince and grandson of the county cannot call you His Highness, but please fight."

Ma Zai laughed, and as the people on both sides moved, he said in a low, self-deceiving voice: "You're lucky, a few star warlocks didn't follow you, so let us loosen your bones."

Meng Dameng Er held the weapon in his hand tightly. They were all ordinary soldiers. Facing more than a dozen guards from the princes and counties, it was quite difficult to protect Cheng Jinzhou from harm.

In a real fight, Cheng Jinzhou would probably suffer.

When Liu Qingshuang couldn't help but speak loudly, dust started to fly again on the other side of the school field.

A smile appeared on Cheng Jinzhou's lips. He was riding wildly just now. Even if the servants couldn't catch up, they still had to chase him. After a delay, they finally caught up. He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhao Quanhui with contempt and said, "I am Cheng Jinzhou, the direct grandson of the third wife of the Cheng Jiaqing branch."

Zhao Quanyou frowned. He didn't know what the Cheng family who came later did, but now that the opponent had a large number of people, it was no longer a good time to beat up the master's grandson.

However, he turned around in an instant and said suspiciously: "The person Earl Liu pointed out...is you?"

He swallowed the word son-in-law.

"Not bad." Cheng Jinzhou looked at Zhao Quanfu's movements and secretly speculated. In front of him was a standard textbook for a hypocrite and a dandy - the happiest group of people in the world, second only to a hypocrite, a dandy and the heir of a family inheritance. ——Based on the behavioral habits of modern people, such a person is the most suitable person for him to become.

Zhao Quanhua showed great restraint. His smile didn't even change. He gave the narrowest nod, then turned to Liu Qingshuang and said, "Let's leave first."

He followed from Nanling to Shaonan just to pick Liu Qingshuang's flower. However, Liu Bin always disagreed, but at this time, he was unwilling to give up no matter what. Seeing that Cheng Jinzhou seemed not to know Liu Qingshuang, he became even more worried. Not being willing to give two people a chance to talk is tantamount to sending the flowers you want to step on under someone else's nose.

"We'll talk about it after we lose the money." Cheng Jinzhou didn't let him go, pointing to the healthy horse lying on the ground behind him, and said, "Thoroughbred horses are worth a lot of money."

Zhao Quanfu almost spurted blood, but he had to show the graceful demeanor of a hypocrite on his face, and said in a stiff tone: "How can a bad horse pass for a purebred horse... Moreover, this is a duel, and my people are also injured. .”

He finally realized that there was no need to discuss the price of the horse, and his men were still injured.

"Commoners are not qualified to duel with nobles, and they are not qualified to duel with servants of nobles without the consent of the master." The rules of the Great Xia Dynasty are actually the remnants of all feudal dross, which is what Cheng Jinzhou likes most. He caught He ignored the other party's words and put it down lightly, pretending to be generous and said: "We will talk about it later so that everyone can comment."

While talking, the servants who had eaten their fill of dust also caught up.

There was a crowd of people waiting, and there was always someone who knew Cheng Jinzhou. They secretly thought that they were unlucky, but they still had to bow to meet him. The bustling crowd of nearly a hundred people suddenly turned the number ratio between the two sides upside down.

After a short delay, he could no longer leave. Zhao Quan was filled with smoke and tried his best to maintain his graceful demeanor in front of the beautiful woman, saying, "How do you want to be treated?"

"I just said I'd pay for it, why are you so confused?" Cheng Jinzhou could still maintain a basic aristocratic appearance, and would start laughing when he talked too much.

Some of the servants covered their mouths in an unruly manner, as if they wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. The people in the Prince's Palace were so ashamed that they all lowered their heads.

Zhao Quanhua felt as if he had eaten a fly, but he didn't want him and Liu Qingshuang to have a chance to talk, so he said sternly: "How much do you want?"

"A purebred horse costs 2,000 taels of silver." Cheng Jinzhou looked at the long-haired, unknown breed of horse lying on the ground.

Zhao Quanwen lived up to the self-cultivation trained by the county prince's palace. He narrowed his eyes full of anger, looked at the surrounding Cheng family servants, took out two bills from his arms, and said with gritted teeth: "200 taels for this pure horse of yours." Stallion."

He couldn't help but emphasize the word thoroughbred.

Liu Qingshuang couldn't help laughing at this moment, but she wanted to see Cheng Jinzhou's methods, blinked her eyes, and finally said nothing - the openness of Daxia Dynasty was limited by real conditions, and it was not easy to understand a person. Instead, the maid next to her winked anxiously, like a piece of plasticine.

Carrying 200 taels of silver notes with you is like a person in the 21st century carrying 50,000 yuan in cash. Thinking about the identity of the other party again, if a fight breaks out, both sides will probably get hit 40 times each. Thinking of this, Cheng Jinzhou finally nodded and said: "Since you are also a nobleman who has gone to school, I will give you a hit." Give it a discount, I hope you can understand that a discount is only giving one-tenth of the money, not one-tenth of the money less."

Zhao Quanwen snorted, handed the banknote to Cheng Jinzhou, and made an invitation gesture to Liu Qingshuang, but he couldn't call her by his name.

Unexpectedly, Cheng Jinzhou, who seemed to be only twelve or thirteen years old, was full of impure thoughts. He looked at Liu Qingshuang with cute eyes and said, "Please stay here, young lady. How come you haven't seen her before in the clan?"

Zhao Quanhua really wanted to smash Cheng Jinzhou's face into pieces, and then tear up the banknotes in his hand. If he didn't want these two people to exchange secret codes, why would he be bleeding and feeling aggrieved.

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