Comprehensive martial arts: Inherit the weak chicken sword god at the beginning

Chapter 119 Qiuxiang
The voice was so loud that the troops inside and outside the city could hear it clearly.

Deterred by this powerful aura, they stopped unconsciously.

Then, Han Fei jumped up like a wild goose and stood firmly on the city wall.

He raised the head in his hand and shouted to the rebels below: "The virtuous king is dead, the war should stop."

His words immediately caused an uproar, and the soldiers began to whisper.

If King Xian is really dead, then there is really no need for them to continue.

At this time, a general of the rebel army shouted: "He is lying, he wants to shake our army's morale, the prince is not dead at all."

Compared with Han Fei, these rebels were naturally more willing to trust their generals.

Seeing that the following were about to move, Han Fei threw the head in his hand in front of the generals without saying a word.

These people have followed the virtuous king for a long time, so they naturally recognized that the head was indeed real.

Suddenly, they fell silent.

Their silence also told the other soldiers that King Xian was indeed dead.

Just when Han Fei thought that the matter could be resolved satisfactorily, the general who spoke out before stood up again.

"They killed the prince, let's avenge the prince together!"

It can be seen that this person is a loyal loyalist to King Xian, and he is loyal to him.

However, he is not fit to live in this world now.

The next moment, a green light flashed quickly, and a blood hole appeared in the general's heart.

The one who didn't come said another word, then fell to the ground and died immediately.

With so many people, Han Fei really couldn't kill them all, but it was more than enough to kill a few young birds.

Immediately afterwards, Han Fei said coldly: "I said the war is over, who is in favor and who is against?"

The rebels were speechless. Most of them were intimidated by Han Fei's aura, but a small number of them saw the facts clearly.

From the moment Han Fei threw out the head of King Xian, they were defeated.

Without the leadership of King Xian, even if they invaded the capital, it would be useless.

Who will be the emperor after entering?Could it be said that he became the emperor himself?Can the crowd be convinced?

Even if everyone can be convinced, how can they resist the army coming from somewhere.

If the name is not correct and the words are not right, it will be difficult to achieve great things in the end.

Surrender... has become the only way out.

After a while, some more tactful generals put down their weapons.

Under their leadership, many soldiers abandoned their weapons and surrendered, no longer resisting.

Seeing that the general situation is over, some diehard generals also had to put down their weapons and choose to save their lives.

The war... is finally over.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in Han Fei's mind:

[Congratulations to the host for resolving the special event - Imperial City Rebellion]

【award……】

……

It can be said that Han Fei made a great contribution to the resolution of the matter.

However, he did not see Emperor Wanli again, but he was rewarded generously.

It is said that because of the recent repeated blows, Emperor Wanli could not afford to be ill and might be about to die due to fear.

Regarding this, Han Fei just shook his head and didn't say much.

However, there was a piece of news from the DPRK that made him very excited.

Zheng He is about to go to sea for the fifth time!
At that time, he will be able to go to sea together to find Datang.

For the rest of the time, Han Fei planned to have a good time and leave some deep memories.

He and Lu Xiaofeng had a big drink in the restaurant, and then left alone.

Since you want to play, you must go to the most prestigious place-the land of Jiangnan.

……

"Buy buns, tender and juicy meat buns..."

"Take a look, take a look, the best rouge and gouache, it doesn't cost money if it doesn't look good."

"Roast chicken..."

After two days, Han Fei finally came to Jiangnan.

Even if it wasn't the first time he came here, it would bring him a different feeling every time.

Perhaps compared with the capital city, it is more prosperous there, but this place makes people feel the most comfortable.

Everyone's face is full of vigor and hope.

"Shopkeeper, bring me three buns."

Han Fei said to the boss who sold the steamed buns that he was indeed a bit greedy.

The shopkeeper said apologetically, "I'm sorry, sir, there are only two buns left."

Han Fei glanced at the sky, and now it's not even noon, and the buns are almost sold out. Is the business so good?

As if sensing what Han Fei was thinking, the shopkeeper explained:

"The guest officer doesn't know that many steamed stuffed bun shops have been sold out by Washington."

"Washington?"

"That's right, on this day of every month, Mrs. Hua will go to the temple to offer incense, and then distribute buns to the victims and beggars." The shopkeeper continued.

Han Fei remembered that today was the day when Tang Bohu first met Qiuxiang, and after that there was a scene of pretending to be a beggar.

After paying the money, Han Fei asked the store where the temple was located, grabbed the buns and rushed over.

If you have fun and don't watch it, it's purely a problem with your attitude.

When he arrived, everyone in Washington was distributing buns.

Even though they were far away, Han Fei still recognized Tang Bohu at a glance.

To say that he is really desperate to pick up girls, this beggar is pretending to be decent.

Not only is his body sloppy and his clothes are tattered, but his body and face also have many coal-like marks.

Compared with Zhuo Zhuo's demeanor that he saw in the restaurant at the beginning, he was a completely different person.

Han Fei took a bite of the bun and watched Tang Bohu's performance quietly.

At this time, the people in Washington were surrounded by beggars, but they couldn't stop Tang Bohu at all.

After all, he is a martial artist, so he squeezed in easily, and then slowly came to Qiuxiang's side.

With a "plop", Tang Bohu fell to his knees, hugged Qiuxiang's leg and shouted:
"I'm so hungry, please do me a favor!"

Han Fei almost spat out a mouthful of steamed stuffed buns, this morality really fell all over the place.

You are amazingly talented, and you have a gentle personality.

If he had a mobile phone, he would definitely take this picture.

But Tang Bohu still didn't care, and continued to rub Qiuxiang's thigh, looking very wretched.

After Qiuxiang glanced at him, she took out a bun from the basket and handed it to him.

She said: "If you are hungry, eat first."

Tang Bohu was stunned. Originally, he was just looking for fun, but he didn't expect to meet such a woman.

At this time, he was covered in filth, and all the dirt on his body stuck to Qiuxiang's clothes.

But even so, Qiuxiang didn't treat him coldly, but handed him the bun gently.

Seeing that Tang Bohu didn't respond, Qiuxiang said again: "Is one not enough, then I'll give you another one."

Tang Bohu was already insane, and he secretly decided in his heart that he must marry this woman.

In the distance, Han Fei nodded. This autumn fragrance is really good.

Possessing the usual gentleness and tranquility of Jiangnan women, she is a good girl.

Tang Bohu caught the two buns in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.

After that, he hurriedly changed back to his previous clothes in the corner, intending to get to know Qiuxiang again in the best condition.

Putting on a white brocade suit, the chic and unrestrained Tang Bohu returned again.

Seeing Qiu Xiang walk into the temple, Tang Bohu quickly followed him, and behind him, Han Fei also followed him closely.

The good show has only just begun.

(End of this chapter)