Tome of Troubled Times Chapter 90: Jianhu City

Chapter 90 Jianhu City

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

Han Wubing had killed so many people outnumbered, so he was holding on for breath, feeling that Han Wubing had reached the end of his strength and had to kill them, so he gritted his teeth and continued.

As a result, a fierce man leaped into the battle, and the momentum of the sword alone could make people's legs numb. What kind of beating...

No one noticed that Zhao Changhe himself was exhausted. He no longer had the will to fight. They shouted one by one and ran away without a trace in an instant.

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

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

"A group of idiots who dared to attack the fifth level of the entrance were scared away by a fourth level. Tsk." Zhao Changhe got off his horse and sat on the ground tiredly: "Hey, how many days are there until the beginning of summer?"

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

"Seven days." Zhao Changhe turned around and looked at him for a while: "How are you recovering from your seven-day injury?"

"It's basically a skin injury. It looks bloody. But if there is good medicine, it will heal quickly. Three days is enough."

Zhao Changhe smacked his lips in pain: "In other words, after you recover from your injury, we will have to stay here for four days with nothing to do? The Beginning of Summer is a bit late... uh..."

I thought of my girlfriend and stopped talking.

The peeping Xia Chichi suddenly became smiling.

Han Wubing didn't know why he suddenly stopped talking and said: "It doesn't matter if you wait four more days. There are still some things in Jianhu City where you can go shopping. Or if you want to find a sword... Oh, you use a sword. Yes, probably not interested.”

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

Han Wubing said: "I didn't intend to look for him at all."

"Okay." Zhao Changhe stood up: "Get on the horse and take you to the city to rest first."

Han Wubing didn't show any pretense and just got on the horse.

God knows that two people who seemed to be on good terms with each other and rode together had the intention of having a duel in a few days.

What’s even weirder is that from beginning to end, the two fools never thought that since everyone had arrived, hadn’t the so-called competition time been changed by themselves? You can advance a few days in advance if you want. Why do you have to wait for the beginning of summer...

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Jianhu 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 prefectural cities here, but what is different from other cities is that the institutional specifications are still like a town, without city walls. , no guards, no entry tax.

As a result, it became more prosperous.

Zhao Changhe rode in and was looking at the street scene like a child as if he was curious about how it compared with Qinghe. Not long after he walked, a fragrant breeze hit his nostrils. A well-painted madam came up to him and said, "Oh, sir, do you want it?" Come to our Wanhua Building to rest? Our girl is the most beautiful in the city, and she is good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

Zhao Changhe: "...Is there anyone who is the master of chess, calligraphy and painting in the Tang Dynasty?"

The old bustard was dumbfounded: "That's not the case."

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

Han Wubing laughed out loud.

Zhao Changhe rode his horse forward and said: "The brothel cows here, we are covered in blood, they don't care at all, they still solicit customers."

Han Wubing said: "You will know if you stay for another two days."

No need to stay for two days, Zhao Changhe knows now.

There was another brothel ahead, and there were people fighting directly at the door. By the time Zhao Changhe wanted to go watch the excitement, they had already been beaten to death.

A few turtle men came out to carry the person away, and the brothel continued to operate as if nothing happened.

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

Han Wubing said leisurely: "The regulations here are still that of a small town. Who knows what His Majesty is thinking?"

"...How can we collect taxes in such a prosperous city? It's such a waste."

Han Wubing was also dumbfounded, I am just a charlatan, I don’t know.

Zhao Changhe had a headache: "Is there a demon-suppressing department?"

This Han Wubing knows a lot: "On the surface, there is no government office, but in fact, there is one. I don't know which private house or even a brothel or gambling house is it."

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

"I didn't live in the city before. I was afraid that you wouldn't find me, so I built a hut next to the tomb in the bamboo forest by the lake."

"Does that mean you can just find a place?" Zhao Changhe glanced at a larger inn at the end of the street. The boss's plaque said "Feel at Home". Someone was leading a horse from the side door. It seemed like there was a lot of people behind it. stable. He went straight over and said, "That's it. Shopkeeper, do you have a private courtyard? Help me take care of my horse."

The waiter came up to us and said, "Your Majesty, you are discerning. We have the best stables and the best fodder here! I'm not just talking about the horses, but also the horses used in the beds, which are also the best grass."

Zhao Changhe: "?"

Han Wubing: "..."

The waiter observed the words and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you want to find someone without a horse? You can't find that. Everyone has one. If you don't have one, how can you attract customers? It's so bad. I'm away from home, and everyone comes here..."

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

"Yes, sir, this way, please rest first. I will ask the girls to come over and show you the horse."

Zhao Changhe said angrily: "No, we need to be clean and don't let unnecessary people disturb us."

The waiter's eyes wandered around Zhao Changhe and Han Wubing, revealing an ambiguous smile: "I know."

Zhao Changhe was stunned for a moment, and the waiter had already retreated.

He turned to look at Han Wubing numbly: "What does he mean?"

Han Wubing said expressionlessly: "It's not interesting."

"Fuck." Zhao Changhe pointed to the room next to the independent courtyard: "Guanggungun, you have defeated me in terms of reputation. It's bad luck."

Han Wubing entered the room with a straight face. Damn it, if this really spreads, your reputation will be ruined, but my reputation will not be ruined?

I heard that any woman who comes into contact with Zhao Changhe will become unlucky. Unexpectedly, even men can't escape it!

Come to think of it, Zhao Changhe looked like a rough and tumble king of the world, but he turned out to be so pure that even the brothel girls didn't dare to touch him, and his face turned a little red just looking at him.

Han Wubing is a bit funny. He seems indifferent, but in fact, when Jianghu was lonely, he went to a brothel to deal with it. Unexpectedly, Zhao Changhe, who everyone thought was a gangster, turned out to be the purest Jianghu guest.

While he was applying medicine to his wounds and taking a rest, Han Wubing's ears suddenly twitched and he stretched out his hand to hold the broken sword.

There were very light footsteps outside the hospital, and his sensitivity could even smell a little fragrance.

Foreign enemy? Or...

Han Wubing quietly glanced out of the window, but he saw the back of an extremely graceful woman standing outside Zhao Changhe's house opposite, knocking on the door softly.

Zhao Changhe's angry voice came from inside the house: "Damn I told you not to disturb people's purity, get out of here!"

The woman whispered softly: "I know that the guest officer is not a womanizer, so my brother put on women's clothes and dressed up for the guest officer."

Han Wubing's hair stood on end.

What made people's hair stand on end was the sound of chaos in the room opposite. Even the table was heard to be knocked. Then the door of the room opened with a bang, and Zhao Changhe stuck his head out, showing an extremely surprised look. Then he glanced at Han Wubing's house with some caution, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled the "brother dressed in women's clothing" into the house.

Han Wuyi hugged his knees and sat beside the bed, feeling that the place he was in now was more dangerous than being besieged.

I thought everyone was being victimized by criticism, but I didn’t expect you to be true!

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