Mr. Bu is eighteen years old this year, Kemai regards me as a child, and calls me enemies. I will take out swords, guns, bows and arrows when I debut

Chen Sibao, who was riding on the horse, whispered.

At this time, he was not wearing a light-colored fancy long gown, a short black silk cloth, and a complete wrist-protective leather boots, which immediately felt a bit heroic.

The great men of the Ming Dynasty belonged to the privileged grassroots, were not allowed to hold civil positions or serve as local officials, but they had privileges in economic terms and could serve in the army, because the beginning of this class was the heroes of the generals and heroes who followed Emperor Taizu to conquer the world and Emperor Chengzu's Jingnan Campaign.

Therefore, except for the unscrupulous children who are hopelessly dandy, most males know some skills in riding, shooting and fighting. If they lead troops as generals, they are considered promising.

Moreover, the servants and guards in the noble family often go with them when they follow the main family to fight. These people are equivalent to the personal soldiers around the Ming generals. They are trained and trained every day and are well-equipped, so they are extremely outstanding soldiers.

Although Chen Sibao had eaten, drink and have fun, he spent more time practicing martial arts than other noble children, and his family and military generals were more diligent in practicing.

Therefore, he fought with other noble and high-ranking children in the capital, but had not lost a single match, which was considered a little famous. There are rumors that some people above appreciated him quite well and believed that they were not indulging in wealth and honor. Instead, they were diligent in bowing and horses. In the future, they would definitely be the momentum of the Ming Dynasty. They thought that they would be put in the capital camp in a few years to lead troops.

This man also has a habit of being noble and wealthy, but he doesn't like to have fun in the East City, Xicheng, Beicheng, etc. where wealthy people gather. He likes to come to the South City with his friends and mingle in restaurants, casinos and brothels. However, there are not many things to bully people by bullying.

According to Chen Sibao's own words, "I am just having fun in this Nancheng. No matter how you do it, you don't even talk about the people who leak the air everywhere, causing trouble for yourself and your family for nothing."

He said it well. In the south city, there are places where poor people live, and the identity of the Count Crown is enough to suppress most of the troubles. Occasionally, someone is not open to his eyes, and the other party immediately worships and worships him, which is also a sense of pleasure.

Unexpectedly, after so long, when I was having a banquet and having fun at Zhenxinglou, I was slapped and fell to the ground without even reporting my name.

What's even more embarrassing is that after being knocked to the ground, I fell asleep and only then did I wake up to remember this. My face was so embarrassing that I didn't even give me a good look.

In this noble family, the son fought outside. After winning, the elders scolded him and then there was nothing. If he lost, he would not say anything about it when he went back and scolded him, but he would also have to punish him with family law.

Chen Sibao was eighteen years old at least, and naturally understood the habit of the family. If he lost such a big person, he might have to deal with him. He said that he had to have a toothache and could not go to eat for two days. He asked the kitchen to make it and deliver it. Then he quickly gathered the servants and his subordinates of the fox friend to prepare to find the place.

It was strange to hit him. He couldn't find out who it was in Nancheng. Everyone knew that it was in Tian Ronghao's jurisdiction, but he couldn't ask who the Jinyiwei was that night.

I thought the fans of Mingchunlou should know, but I didn't expect that Mr. Chen went over, but the other party stayed in the door and said that he was a god who could not afford to offend him. If the second master wanted to force him again, he would hang himself.

Chen Sibao is the eldest young master, and he still feels bored that he can't do anything about forced a brothel woman to hang herself. However, the youngest son of a certain imperial merchant, his friend also figured out a way to say that you were beaten in Zhenxing Building. Why don't we talk about the person who looks like that. Send someone who can follow him and go there to guard him, and maybe you can find out who it is.

As a result, news came this morning. It was Wang Tong, the general flag of the Jinyiwei who was on duty. Chen Sibao was furious when he heard this. He didn't ask anything else.

It was actually a small general flag, a sesame-like identity, bullied himself like this and wouldn't it be embarrassing to not deal with him.

Chen Sibao knew that this matter could not be a big deal, otherwise it would be embarrassing him if he was too shocked. It would be better to interrupt the chief flag and show his identity at that time and make a sigh of anger.

Thinking about the fact that night, Wang Tong, the Jinyiwei, had many subordinates, so Chen Sibao brought more people and some of his own personal soldiers and generals. These people were not ordinary thugs. Four or five people were very sure of dealing with dozens of elite men.

What made Chen Sibao wonder was that when he was gathering people to vent his anger, the butler in the mansion rushed over and shouted a few words:

"The master has something to say, just take a stick and go out. Don't use a knife or a gun, and don't cause any death!"

Chen Sibao felt a little unhappy when he heard this. He thought he was not a twelve or thirteen years old. This kind of thing was used to tell that at the foot of the emperor in the capital, he had to be at a certain level of work and would have to be aware of human life. This kind of gang of hundreds of people was still fighting with the soldiers of Jinyi's personal army. He wanted to walk around and die with a knife. Wouldn't he feel uncomfortable?

Six or seven riding horses, the rest of the people were dressed up in short dress and followed with sticks.

The people in the capital were well-informed. Seeing the attitude of Chen Sibao and his group, they knew whose young master was going to fight. There were those idle men who would have to cheer and watch the fun. Often, before the west city reached the south city, a large group of people were already followed. Then the officers and soldiers from Shuntian Prefecture and the Wucheng Bingmasi had to come and drive them away.

This time, it was a little different. Before the idle men gathered too many, the people from Shuntian Prefecture and Wucheng Military Police came to drive them away, and whipped and sticked together.

However, it was just like the past, so I ignored Chen Sibao, and of course I couldn't afford to pay attention to it.

The people Chen Sibao led were all riding horses, who were very lively and trouble-provoking, and those followed were all brave servants and slaves, or capable personal soldiers and generals.

However, these people are not so sensitive to the surroundings. For example, in addition to panic and dodging people on the roadside, some people are also observing and carefully looking at this, but no one noticed it.

There were always more than a hundred idle people watching the fun. These idle people were evacuated in formation, but they were never driven away by Shuntian Mansion and the Bingmasi. They just attacked those who had always been interested in it.

When I entered the South Street, there were fewer people cheering on the roadside, but there were many people standing on both sides watching coldly, and people whispering from time to time.

In the secluded place of the Jixiang Teahouse, Gao Yi, dressed in casual clothes, was sitting at the table, Xue Zhanye, a 100-year-old household in the East Factory, and Demp, the battalion officer of the Dragon Mule Left Guard, were both standing by.

The man in casual clothes kept entering and leaving the teahouse and reporting to this table. Xue Zhanye and the camp officer of the East Factory reported what they heard to the Ministry of Justice.

"A few old writers looked carefully from beginning to end, but no one was wearing swords and weapons."

"The few families here came here, and the people who were on duty and the spies just now also reported it. No one went out with sharp blade weapons or something."

"The soldiers and horses are ready. As long as there is something wrong, you can stop them immediately."

"Chen Sibao is so thick that he knows the right way, which is very different from Wang Tailai. If he didn't know the right way, he would have come forward through his parents' office long ago."

Hiroshi listened with a calm face, and with his cunning, he was a little nervous at this time, and he still spoke after being silent.

road:

"Now, our family has never brought soldiers. Although this matter makes Long Live happy, the risks are too great. What will happen if there will be a victory or defeat?"

Di Pu touched the beard on his face and said roughly:

"To be honest, Eunuch Gao said that I often go to see the martial arts school practices these days. The teenagers in the villages around the capital have to practice like this for a few months."

"Dear lieutenants, let's have a delicious restaurant. Yesterday, when we went out to buy vegetables, we collided with the wealthy families in Xicheng. Both sides started to fight, and the driver of the delicious restaurant suffered a little loss."

It was during the break that the teachers all went back to rest. Wang Tong stood there and said, and when he said that someone would make a fuss:

"The coachman looked more powerful than the picks on our side, and he was even at a disadvantage."

"The other party didn't take advantage of it. The big family was going to find a place to come back today, saying that they would smash the delicious restaurant, and that they would smash our martial arts hall so that they would not have business, so people would come."

After saying this, the boy below was immediately in an uproar. After fighting with the villain who forced the girl to rob the girl, the boys not only were not afraid, but instead felt that they suffered losses because they did not take the equipment. The most talked about these days was what to do if they fought again.

Unexpectedly, he came to the door to fight, and he was immediately excited. Of course, this emotion was more exciting and excited. He wore bamboo armor and an iron helmet and a white wax pole every day, and was about to find a practical partner to fight.

Li Hu jumped up directly from the ground, clenched his fists and shouted:

"Let's throw out these blind bastards to let them know how powerful our Humao Martial Arts Hall is!!"

The birth age group shouted, among which Emperor Wanli's face turned red and shouted the most vigorously.

"Do you know where that Wang Tong is?"

"If you go back to the young master, you should be in the martial arts hall over there. Yes, you can just pass through this street!"

Knowing where he was, Chen Sibao got off the tip of his mount, tightened his short robe, picked up a stick of eyebrows that was as high as a human, and strode inside.

After crossing this street, there was a large open space between the Huwei Wu Hall. Chen Sibao was afraid that the other party would escape, so he led the man to trot over. After running a few steps, he stopped suddenly, and the person behind him almost ran into him.

In front of them there was a small square team, and everyone who formed the square team was armoured and helmet, holding a long pole of more than meter, although everyone was not tall.

, straight thief”

Chen Sibao, who was stupid there, murmured.
Chapter completed!