Who has such a face in the entire Tang Empire?

I was just a small Fang Zheng, and Gu Shiwu even explained to the Sixth Prince to protect him.

No matter how much you give me, you won’t change the Yankangfangfang official.

"Hahahaha! Drink!"

The more he thought about it, the more proud he became. In addition, he was already awakened by the wine. With a loud laugh, he greeted these classmates and friends, "Each person will drink at least three more pots tonight!"

...

Xuanpingfang.

It was already late at night, but Wu Minghu was not asleep yet.

There were 47 students from the second batch of Youzhou Songxi Academy and Qianxin Academy who came to Chang'an, and he was one of them.

The day after arriving in Chang'an, they were all arranged for their own projects, and he went to Xuanpingfang to live.

Mingyue Hotel settled them well, with no problems with food and accommodation, and there were additional subsidies.

But when the forty-seven of them came, they had already agreed that while completing their studies in Chang'an, they would also do their best to support themselves.

Whether Mr. Gu and Mrs. Zou have money is the same thing, and whether they can use this money with peace of mind is another thing.

Although the family is poor and this subsidy can indeed improve their family life, in their opinion, Mr. Gu and Mrs. Zou can bring themselves to Chang'an to see the true atmosphere of the prosperous Tang Dynasty. They already have luck that ordinary people cannot have, and they cannot add to the burden of Mr. Gu and Mrs. Zou.

Chang'an City is big and there are many jobs that can be done.

When Wu Minghu was in Youzhou, he had already developed the ability to repair ancient books and frame paintings. There were several calligraphy and painting shops in Xuanpingfang. He recommended himself. The shopkeepers of these calligraphy and painting shops praised his skills after seeing his skills. He asked him to do some of the work of mounting calligraphy and paintings that he had no time to do.

After getting familiar with him these days, these shopkeepers appreciated his character very much, and the mounting of some valuable copy paintings simply asked him to take them back to his yard.

He slept about three hours a day, which was a habit he developed when he was in Youzhou. Sometimes he would take a nap in the afternoon. He was young and didn't feel tired.

It was almost time for him to go to bed, but there was a little noise in the yard.

He stopped, walked out the door, and saw a man in black standing in the yard.

He was calmer than Yao Zhuojiu, and he could see the murderous intent in the eyes of the man in black. He frowned slightly and said, "I think you may regret doing this."

The man in black didn't want to talk much to a poor scholar, but at this moment, the man in black was a little surprised and said, "What do you mean?"

"You should be Mr. Gu's enemy?" Wu Minghu looked at the man in black and said, "Then you should have heard of a lot of things about him. I think Mr. Gu's behavior is to respect me one foot, and I respect you one foot, but if you bully me three points, I have to change you one inch. You can't deal with Mr. Gu and the powerful people around him, but you can't deal with us, which will not cause much substantial harm to Mr. Gu, but it should make him very angry."

"Angry can't burn people to death, only swords can kill people."

The man in black slowly pulled out a knife from the long black cloth bag, "No matter how strong a person is, he can't protect his subordinates. He lives well every day, but the people who do his job die one by one. Then no one dares to go with him or do business with him in the future."

Wu Minghu suddenly laughed.

The man in black was ready to take action, but when he saw his smile, he felt puzzled, "Why are you laughing at?"

Wu Minghu smiled and said, "I laugh at you guys. When you do this, you don't want the other party to do anything. When you use this method, you should actually think that Mr. Gu will use this method to deal with you next, and he will do it more ruthlessly. And Mr. Gu is such a smart person, I think he might have thought about what to do next when he gets into a powerful opponent. If you can kill me tonight, it would be a lucky thing."

"Lucky?" The man in black smiled and said, "You have just come to Chang'an for a while and have never seen the real world. Yes, there are so many powerful practitioners under his command, but I tell you that many noble people in our Tang Dynasty are not very powerful, but he controls many troops, so he is powerful. Tonight, not only one or two of you, you Youzhou students living in the market outside, have people to kill. Even if he wants it, is it too late? Is there so many people who can use it?"

The man in black was intrigued and wanted to tell the poor scholar about Li and Wang Yehu and others before.

Isn’t the most terrifying thing about Li’s family that there are too many people who can mobilize people in many places at the same time?

But he didn't have time to say it.

Because someone pushed open the gate and walked in.

When the man pushed open the gate, he said, "Yes."

The man in black was shocked in an instant.

This person is definitely a master.

He didn't feel that there was someone outside the hospital before.

He turned around and saw that the person who spoke to him was a monk wearing a monk's robe.

This monk is extremely strong and not as kind as a normal monk.

Wu Minghu reacted very quickly.

Of course, he knew very well the relationship between Gu Liubai and the Buddhist son. When he saw the monk appeared, he knew that Gu Liubai had indeed made arrangements and that he really couldn't die tonight.

He didn't want to be a burden to this monk, so he turned around and walked into the house directly.

The man in black turned his head and saw a slam and the door was closed.

He had just been struggling in his heart, and there was a sound behind him, and the monk rushed over.

"I……"

Just watching the true energy emitted from the monk's body, forming a golden Buddha-like true energy and Dharma image, the man in black had no intention of resisting.

Even if he reacted slowly, he could react at this time. This was the fucking Vajra of the Buddha Sect.

He only has fifth grade.

This is the strong man in the seventh grade of monk.

Are there two big things to do?

Moreover, if a fifth-level practitioner comes to kill a poor scholar, he is already a killer with a ox knife, but now a poor student has a seventh-level practitioner?

The man in black knelt down at once.

What he actually wanted to say was that I would admit defeat and spare my life.

But unexpectedly, he just said one word, and a finger was already on the center of his eyebrows.

The man in black only heard a slight sound in his body, and he subconsciously felt that he was finished. Then the idea of ​​a monk not talking about martial ethics and killing him even when he knelt on the ground. When his eyes were dark, he had lost consciousness.

The guardian killed the man in black with one finger, and did not stop. He directly carried the man in black with one hand and left the courtyard, and took it to the gate.
Chapter completed!