Everyone was shocked to see this and looked around, but they saw that there were already people around them unknowingly. There were about 200 people, all of whom were dressed in sergeants, holding standard spears and sabers in their hands. The leader was in his twenties, wearing a steel helmet, wearing a general armor, with a cold face, and extremely fierce. He was holding a bow and arrow in his hand and slowly lowering his hand. The arrow was shot by him just now.

When did the gangsters see such a scene? They screamed in horror for a moment, rushed left and right, ready to escape.

But the soldiers were not vegetarians, so they could not allow these gangsters to escape. The general in charge waved his right hand, and the soldiers yelled in unison: "Kill!" The spear in his hand was pierced very quickly, and five or six people who ran fast were stabbed and died under the spear.

The general in charge roared: "The Right Jinwu Guard is ordered to suppress the thieves, dare to resist the fugitives, and kill them on the spot!"

The gangsters who were not dead were so scared that they trembled when they saw this, but they didn't dare to run away. They knelt on the ground, hugged their heads with their hands, and did not dare to show off.

A soldier took out a hemp rope and tied the remaining gangsters in a straightforward manner. The general in charge ignored them and took two steps forward, bowed to the fat man and Xiaojianshang, and shouted: "In the future, His Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, and Your Highness, Princess Changping, will be injured and killed!"

Fang Zheng suddenly felt his head explode, Damn! Are you filming? Is this fat man the King of Fortune? The little bamboo shoot is a princess? I don’t bring this kind of playful person! The behavior of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger is really bad.

Thinking about the fact that I just met him before, when the fat man introduced him, he said that his surname was Zhou. He joked that he was from the Guo family and his grandmother! Isn’t it the Guo family? This fat man hid himself very deeply, very deep...

Fang Zheng knew that the family background of the fat brother and sister was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult. Prince, who has ever seen such a lively and flesh-and-blood prince? Today, it's an eye-opener. Of course, it would be even better if the prince looked better. The person in front of him was bruised and swollen and ragged, and he was just begging for a bowl of food. It really hurts the prince's majesty.

There is also the little spear bamboo shoot. No wonder she rushes around and acts arrogantly, but she is not worried about causing trouble at all. It turns out that there is an emperor covering him, who can afford to provoke her? In a broad sense, there is really no one she can't afford to provoke except the emperor in the entire Hua Dynasty.

Since the fat man was announced in public, he has been afraid to look at Fang Zheng, and his eyes dodged, and he seems very guilty. I don’t know what he is guilty.

On the other hand, Xiaojianshang began to be arrogant and rushed forward without saying a word, stomping the dying Jiu Ge on his face, making him ventilated and exhausted. She felt unhappy and rushed into the group of bound gangsters and punched them like tigers going down the mountain, like wolves entering the flock of sheep, beating the gangsters so hard that they cried and begged for mercy. They really ate cucumbers raw and chopped toads alive, showing off their princess's majesty.

This is not the end. Then, the princess who had just been beaten may not have vented her resentment. She kicked her as the one who came to rescue her and scolded: "Where are you dead? Why are you here now? It would be great to be a little later. Just collect the body for us..."

The side general knelt straight, and the princess's jade foot kicked him still motionless, and kept saying, "I will die, and I will die!"

Fang Zheng stepped forward and stopped Xiao Jiansun and said, "Hey, it's too much. I don't know how to distinguish between me and me. I'm kind enough to save you. How can you do this? If you want to beat me, just beat those bastards." He said and pointed at the gangsters.

Hearing this, the side general looked up and looked at Fang Zheng with gratitude.

Xiao Jianshang was stopped by Fang Zheng, and he couldn't help but stare at the general in disappointment, turned his head angrily, and stopped talking.

The soldiers here are busy cleaning the battlefield. In fact, they are just gathering the bodies of the dead gangsters, preparing to carry them back to the city, and then follow the map to catch people. Even Fang Zheng, a time traveler who doesn't know anything, knows that beating the prince and the princess will definitely be a serious crime to kill the nine clans. If you die, don't even think about picking them out. All the relatives at home will be in trouble.

The fat man walked up and his expression was quite shy. The other party said, "That... Brother Fang..."

Fang Zheng looked at him and felt mixed feelings. He had a good time, but his friend suddenly became a prince. The two stood on different classes. Is this friend still a friend? Can he still talk as he used to be? Can he still play happily? Will he meet the prince like he did in a TV series and then he will bring out a lot of conspiracy, murder, infernal Affairs and other messy cases? - Add two supporting roles to play the hero?

Fang Zheng said calmly: "What should I call you? Fatty, or His Highness, King Fu?"

The fat man quickly said, "Fatty, of course he is called Fatty. With my size, I can't call me thin, right?" After saying that, a little worried appeared in his eyes. It was obvious that the fat man didn't want to lose Fang Zheng, a friend because of his identity, especially this friend who was almost beaten to death just now in order to save them.

After thinking about it, Fang Zheng said, "I call you fat, will you be killed by the nine clans?" After traveling for so long, even though Fang Zheng did not have any concept of hierarchy in his heart, he also knew that in feudal society, the royal family should not be offended at all. If he was convicted of the title problem and even implicated his family, Fang Zheng would rather hide away.

The fat man laughed and said, "No, absolutely not. Since he is a fat man, he should be called a fat man. In short, we are still like before, and we will do whatever we want to say and do, and there are no taboos." After thinking for a while, he added, "But you are only allowed to call me that, I can't stand it if everyone calls me."

Fang Zheng nodded. He was a modern man and had not been through time for a long time. He still lacked the fear of the imperial power, status and level, and so on. Since the fat man said that, he decided to do it as he did. In the future, he would still be the same as he did. This guy's political qualities are very immature.

So, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Fatty, you kid are very dishonest."

"What's wrong with me?" The fat man pretended to be stunned, but unfortunately he didn't look like him. The smile in his eyes had already betrayed him deeply.

"Your family is a merchant family? They also sell silk, porcelain, and jewelry?"

"I'm making up lies, I don't believe you haven't made up." The fat man made a remark.

Fang Zheng scratched his head, it was true that at least the problem with his origin was the biggest lies.

"You really call me Zhou Wu?"

"Actually, there are also people who call me Zhou Wubing..." The fat man smiled dryly.

Damn, this guy's name is fake. Fang Zheng was speechless and said weakly: "Don't always ask me to ask you. You should be more happy about it. You'll have to say everything."

"That... My real name is Zhou Wubing, and I am the fourth son of the emperor today. He is named King Fu. He is eighteen years old. He has one concubine, two concubines, and several concubines. He has no children yet. On the first day of the lunar month, he is happy with the lunar month, and the second day of the lunar month, and the eighth day of the lunar month..." The fat man simply came to a bamboo tube to pour beans.

"Stop! Stop! I'm not interested in your sexual intercourse!" Fang Zheng waved his hand in disgust: "Say something else, why are you a dignified prince, why are you studying in the academy with us civilian students? You prince doesn't have that...what is that?"

"You are talking about Gongxue? Princes usually study in Gongxue. The gentlemen there are all great scholars or great scholars today," said the fat man with a smile: "But I am an exception. I have been sick since I was a child. My father sympathized with me and specially allowed me to be independent in everything, so I chose a college outside the palace to study."

Fang Zheng understood. Judging from this, his father probably completely let him go. Just like after a cancer patient in later generations is diagnosed, doctors usually say: "Whatever you want to eat, try to satisfy him..." The implication is that you are waiting for you to kick your legs.

"You should have nothing wrong with being a little fatter than being a little fatter, right?" Is it helpless for people to become fat these days?

"Of course there is." The fat man smiled bitterly: "Sometimes I often can't breathe, and I can't be overjoyed or sad, otherwise my heart will not be beaten. I have experienced it many times before, and I almost lost my life every time. Now I just rely on some medicine to continue my life."

This disease is mostly caused by heart disease or cardiovascular obstruction caused by obesity. It is indeed not easy for fat people. No wonder his father named him "Wujian", but since ancient times, those with the name "Wujian" generally have diseases, which seems to be a routine.

Fang Zheng put his hand on the fat man's shoulder and said seriously: "Fatty, it's time for you to lose weight. Eat less and exercise more, maybe your illness will be relieved a lot."

The fat man nodded silly.

From his words, Fang Zheng learned some things one after another.

The emperor, only his father, gave birth to five men and three women. The eldest was born by the queen of the palace and was naturally the prince. There were three princesses, including the small bamboo shoots in the middle, with sisters on the top and sisters on the bottom. The emperor's reproductive ability is strong enough.

Since Fatty and Xiaojianshang were born by Concubine Li, they were close since childhood. Even the fat man moved out of the palace to live outside, Xiaojianshang also clamored to live with the fat man. Of course, it is not ruled out that Xiaojianshang wanted to make trouble more convenient.

It was already afternoon when the soldiers escorted the gangsters in front, and the fat man and Xiao Jianshang were arranged to sit in the carriage. Fang Zheng wanted to follow him to ride on the carriage, but Xiao Jianshang was not sure what kind of nerves were, so he blushed and kept pushing him out, saying that it was useless for men and women to not kiss him. The fat man was trying hard to persuade him, and there was only one carriage, and Fang Zheng couldn't ride a horse, so he had to walk down in awe. Fortunately, it was not far away. Although his whole body was sore, it was not a big deal to walk a few steps.

Young Master Fang was indignant. This stinky girl used to shout in front of the young master, but she didn't look like her daughter's house in between words and deeds. She was so damn today? She actually told me what she wanted to teach and receive and not get married. Why did she go long ago?

The rescuer rushed forward, smiled at Fang Zheng, clasped his fists and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fang, for your help, and finally, Feng Qiudao has inherited his love!"

Wow, General! Fang Zheng's eyes were dazzling, and the unhappiness just now had already been thrown out of the sky. The situation was messy just now, and Fang Zheng didn't have a chance to chat with him. Now that he saw that he actually came over to talk to him, Fang Zheng couldn't help but feel excited.

Fang Zheng admired those generals who commanded thousands of troops and fought on the battlefield in ancient times, including blood-stained robes, murders, and other things. Anyway, the words that describe generals are iron-blooded, fierce, and cruel and bloody poetry.

There was such a living general standing in front of him. Although he was a little younger, he was a real general after all. With the personality of Master Fang, how could he not come forward to make friends with him deliberately, let alone just inadvertently giving him a favor.

Fang Zheng excitedly held Feng Qiudao's hand and kept shaking up and down: "General Feng!......... Have you eaten?"

Feng Qiudao seemed not used to Fang Zheng's handshake gifts, and he pulled out his hand calmly, and said with a forced smile: "Young Master Fang is really... enthusiastic..."

Fang Zheng said to himself: "General Feng, how old is this year? Do you have a family? What do you like to eat in your daily life? When you are out of Gong, you like to read "The Analects of Confucius" or "The Art of War"? Do you want to read "Manjianghong" before going to war? Or you can 'loyalty to serve the country' on your back... By the way, what should you do when you are out of Gong? Are you not afraid of pulling it on the armor?"

Feng Qiudao wiped his cold sweat, and he began to regret why he came forward to talk to this playboy who was not tempted. This was a serious mistake.

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PS: I have a meal today, so I guess I am drunk and unconscious when I come back, so I posted it earlier than usual.
Chapter completed!