The third day.

Mule personally delivered the information about Lieutenant Nie Ben to Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu slowly flipped through the information. Before he finished reading, a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.

Nie Ben did have a son.

He is still the same age as him.

It's the perfect target for him to attack!

Moreover, he also likes Mr. Nie’s hobbies very much... He likes to dress up in disguise to fight injustices for the people!

It’s great if you like to dress up!

It’s okay if you like to fight injustices for the common people!

How much room there is to operate!

It won't leave too many traces.

Although even if he is a licking dog, he is confident that Mr. Nie, whom he can lick, feels completely comfortable. He feels uncomfortable all over without seeing him for a day.

But when it comes to interacting with people, the first glance can actually determine a lot of things.

If Zhang Chu appeared in front of Mr. Nie with a dog-licking face from the beginning, then until his strength and status surpassed his father Nie Ben, he would not be able to stand up straight in front of Mr. Nie. Rod.

If you can be a human being, who would rather be a dog than a horse?

The activity area of ​​Mr. Nie is mainly in Nancheng. According to the information, he also got the nickname "Jade Master" there, and he can go to the brothel without paying.

After Zhang Chu read the information, he casually smashed it into confetti and asked: "Is there any elegant entertainment over there in Nancheng? For example, people from the Qing Dynasty, playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting? Otherwise, what will happen to this 'Jade Master'? Do you always like to go to Nancheng?"

Mule recalled for a while and replied: "Does the poetry club count?"

Zhang Chu: "What poetry club?"

Mule: "Some girls from officials' families and some girls from rich families in the city have a house game there. I heard that they often invite some scholars to come over and recite poems and write poems, and there are prizes."

Zhang Chu clapped his hands and said with a smile: "This makes sense...after all, he is a young man. He jumps around and pursues nothing more than men and women!"

He already had an idea in mind.

…

at the same time.

In the cattle and sheep market, a lazy man in rags was beating his mother-in-law on the street.

"Master, master, this is our family's ration money for this month. Please leave two for me..."

"You stinky bitch, let it go. I've made so little money and kept it, it's not enough for me to play in the gambling stalls!"

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu."

"Bah, crow's mouth, what a damn bad luck...you won't let go, will you?"

"Ah, boss, don't hit me, it hurts!"

"I told you not to let go! I told you not to let go!"

"Woooooo, I was wrong. Master, please don't hit me..."

A broom, in the hands of a lazy man, is like a powerful sword wielded by a general.

Moreover, this rogue didn't care about his nose or eyes, and he just beat her head and face... It didn't look like he was beating his own mother-in-law. Even the pigs and goats fed by the villagers were reluctant to beat her so harshly.

The little woman was rolling on the ground, crying heartbreakingly.

The brown coarse cloth clothes she wore were so patched that even beggars would pick them up when thrown on the roadside. She couldn't even afford the cheapest iron hairpin for her long hair, so she used a piece of gray linen. The wrapped and exposed hands and feet were so thin that almost no flesh could be seen.

Neighbors surrounded the couple, but no one tried to persuade them.

Some people moved a small bench and sat in front of the door to watch the show. Some were chewing sunflower seeds and pointing cheerfully. Others, with malicious intent, loudly cheered for the lazy man and asked him to kill him as soon as possible.

The folk customs of this era were far from bad to the point where old people would not dare to help them when they fell to the ground, and would be blackmailed if they acted bravely.

The reason why they are so indifferent is because they persuade too much and become numb.

This lazy man's name is Liu Mazi. He has no job to make a living. He idles around all day long. He doesn't get up until the sun shines on his buttocks. He also has a lot of bad things all over his body.

Stealing the ration money his mother-in-law earned from starching and washing clothes for others was his way of making ends meet.

Beating his mother-in-law in public was his way of showing off that he still had a lump hanging from his crotch.

It's a pity that his mother-in-law Hua Gu, who was considered a well-known yellow flower girl in the cattle and sheep market in the past few years, was blinded by lard and followed such a bastard who was not a human being.

At the other end of the long street, Li Gouzi, who had just returned from a long run and was still wet, silently looked at the little woman rolling on the ground.

"Brother Dog, what's going on? Have you fallen in love with that little girl?"

Sun Si'er, who was following him, observed his eldest brother's face, bared his big yellow teeth obscenely and said with a mean smile: "Would you like brothers to snatch her and bring her to your room for your enjoyment?

"

"Snapped."

Li Gouzi slapped him on the back of the head with his backhand, causing the guy to jump forward and almost fall to the ground.

Li Gouzi looked at him sideways, with a cold look in his eyes, "You have only had a few good days? How dare you turn a deaf ear to the hall master's words!"

Sun Si'er noticed the coldness in his eyes, her heart trembled, and she shook her head repeatedly: "No, no, Brother Gou, you have misunderstood me. What I said is, pay her to come to your house and let her accompany you."

you……"

Before he finished speaking, Li Gouzi glanced at him sideways again.

Sun Si'er instantly swallowed back the word "playing" that had come to his lips.

He is very afraid of Li Gouzi.

No, it's not just him who is afraid.

In the entire Black Tiger Hall, except for the eldest brothers around the hall master, there are few people who are not afraid of him.

He has always been close to Li Gouzi.

He knows a little more than others.

Although Li Gouzi used to be a dog with a bad temper, he would fall out at any time.

But he was far from as ruthless as he is now.

From that time on, his temper gradually became what it is now.

Which time?

That time he was almost beaten to death by Han Qinhu!

…

"How many times?"

Just when Sun Si was feeling weak, he suddenly heard his eldest brother ask again.

Sun Si'er looked confused: "How many times?"

"How many times have we seen this bastard beat his mother-in-law?"

Li Gouzi looked at the crying little woman who got up from the ground and returned to the house with her face covered, and asked without looking back.

Sun Si'er pondered for a while and replied: "As far as I can remember, there are three times."

"oh."

Li Gouzi responded dryly.

It wasn't until the little woman entered the room that he said again: "Send a brother to tell that bastard that the mother-in-law is for sleeping, not for beating. If he is a man with a handle, he can go there himself.

Earn a living, don't take it out on your own mother-in-law by sitting around all day."

Listening to his words, Sun Si'er was a little unsure whether his elder brother was interested in the young wife or the lazy man. He hesitated and felt that he should not be too troublesome and just follow his elder brother's wishes.

do it.

"Yes, Brother Dog!"

"Let's go back and practice swordsmanship!"
Chapter completed!