Comprehensive martial arts: The golden body is indestructible at the beginning

In a very remote corner of Tai'an City, a big shot came.

The thick snow crunched under Zhang Julu’s boots.

The mottled walls on both sides of the alley are covered with icicles broken by children.

As dusk approached, wisps of cooking smoke had already risen from behind the low courtyard wall, and the slightly burnt smell of rice diluted the chill in the air, surrounding Zhang Julu.

This was his first time coming to the place where Zhang Bianguan lived.

As Zhang Julu's third son, Zhang Bianguan did not live away from the capital like his two brothers, nor did he stay with his father like his younger sister.

After he got married, he left Zhang Mansion and chose a cheap house to live in, surrounded by ordinary people.

For several years, the neighbors didn't know that this libertine who idled around all day was actually the legitimate son of Zhang Julu, the chief minister of Liyang!

As one of the top "dandies" in Tai'an City, Zhang Bianguan did not play with fancy cars and BMWs like other wealthy children.

The most outrageous thing he has ever done is to rely on his father's name to borrow money to buy wine.

The rest of the time was spent wandering the streets with shoulders swaying.

Look at the clouds, trees, wells, stone bridges, and city walls.

There's never a time when you get tired of watching it.

It was as if those sights he had seen thousands of times would become something brand new when they appeared in front of him again.

It snowed heavily today. Zhang Bianguan was so absorbed in the snow scene that he forgot the time for a moment. When he came to his senses, his face was covered with snot from the cold.

He didn't care, he wiped his face casually, put his hands in his sleeves, shrank his head, and walked towards home with small steps, three slippery steps.

There was a dandy who knew Zhang Bianguan on the road. Seeing him like this, he couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

Although Zhang Julu was around, the dandies did not dare to openly mock Zhang Bianguan, but it did not prevent them from having fun with Zhang Bianguan behind his back.

Tai'an City's famous trash snacks, the shame of a wealthy family, the scum of the Zhang family... Zhang Bianguan has memorized many similar names.

Especially since this kind of trash has a powerful father, which makes the dandies always feel a different kind of pleasure when they laugh at Zhang Bianguan.

But Zhang Bianguan never cared.

Even if he heard it, he would just grin and ask for a few taels of "borrowed and never repaid" drink money from the person who scolded him.

There was a time when the game of "stepping on Zhang Bianguan with five taels of silver" was popular in the capital.

Some people joke that Zhang Bianguan is cheaper than Sister Yaoer, but what he sells is the most precious face of wealthy families.

Until this matter reached Zhang Julu’s ears.

Overnight, three powerful officials of the fourth grade, one of the third grade, and two of the fifth grade were either impeached, dismissed, or reprimanded and demoted, causing a huge turmoil in Liyang's official circles, and this game gradually disappeared.

But Zhang Bianguan, the protagonist of the incident, was still wandering on the street like a normal person.

What's even more outrageous is that some people have heard him complain that fewer and fewer people have scolded him recently, leaving him no place to get money for his drinking.

Zhang Bianguan still found nothing today.

Seeing that he was about to reach the door of his home, he suddenly stopped and touched his empty pocket, a look of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Liu Bao, who sells soy sauce on the street, was about to close the door when he saw Zhang Bianguan lingering in front of his shop and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Boy Zhang, why are you hanging around in front of my store if you don't go home?"

"Uncle Liu!" Zhang Bianguan turned around suddenly, wiped his nose and said with a smile: "It's okay. I ate too much today. Let's go out for a walk to digest."

"Your mother-in-law just asked for firewood from me to go back to cook. How can you eat enough?" Liu Bao exposed him mercilessly.

Zhang Bianguan touched his nose awkwardly, "Friend, a friend invited me."

"Friends?" Liu Bao snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "Those of your gangster friends, three of them can't make two coins together, how can they keep you busy?

I haven't heard of any place offering porridge recently? "

"Uncle Liu, what are you talking about!" Zhang Bianguan said unconvinced: "Don't believe it, I went to Baishan Tower today and had a serious banquet!

That delicious food, that taste, let me tell you..."

"Baishanlou? Huh! I think you look like Baishanlou." Liu Bao said, taking out a few coins from his pocket and throwing them over, his eyes filled with sorrow and anger for his misfortune, "Take it, buy something and go home quickly!

You are not young anymore. If you don't find a job, what will you look like all day long?

Eating hundreds of meals every day, do you think you are three years old?

Qiu Shuang, that child followed you, and you are really unlucky for eight lifetimes! "

With a smile on his face, Zhang Bianguan firmly caught the coin and said jokingly: "Thank you Uncle Liu for the reward!

When I have money, I will definitely return it to you with interest! "

"Go away, I feel upset when I see you!" Liu Bao waved his hands and said angrily: "My ears are getting calloused hearing what you said. When will I see you again?"

"Next time, next time for sure."

As Zhang Bianguan spoke, he put the copper plate into his arms with a smile and trotted away from here.

Looking at Zhang Bianguan's back, Liu Bao sighed and shook his head helplessly: "What a crime..."

After taking the money, Zhang Bianguan did not listen to Liu Bao's words. Instead, he ran to the street and bought the cheapest colored rope. Then he patted his chest with satisfaction and swayed toward home.

boom!

Qiu Shuang, who was preparing dinner in the house, didn't even blink her eyelids. She had long been used to such movements.

As she expected, Zhang Bianguan's loud voice soon came from the door.

"Where's the rice! Where's the wine! Why aren't you ready yet? Are you going to starve me to death?!"

Qiu Shuang stood up, wiped her hands with her apron skillfully, turned around and said softly to Zhang Bianguan who poked his head in, "Food will be ready soon, you should take a rest first."

"Just eat this?" Zhang Bianguan pointed at the brown rice on the pot and said disgustedly: "I have been busy outside all day and I can't even eat meat when I get home?

It’s snowing so hard that you should eat shabu-shabu, not rice! "

Qiu Shuang straightened her messy hair and still said gently: "Want to eat mutton?

I'll go to the street and cut two pieces and come back tomorrow. "

Zhang Bianguan's eyes were dazed for a moment, and then he said lazily: "Fuck you!

If you cut it, it might be someone else's leftover scraps, and there won't be any leftovers at all.

If I marry you, I will be unlucky for eight lifetimes!

It should have been..."

Zhang Bianguan walked toward the back room as he spoke, his voice becoming indistinct.

However, there was no trace of anger on Qiu Shuang's face. A flash of distress flashed in her eyes. She sighed silently and leaned over to carefully serve the two pieces of firewood she had asked for.

in the house.

Zhang Bianguan was lying on the bed, his face as heavy as water.

The colorful rope he bought was held tightly in his hand and was soaked with sweat.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Zhang Bianguan immediately changed back to his lazy look, casually put the rope into his arms, and then said lazily: "Who is it?"

No one spoke, only two dull knocks on the door in response.

"Who is it? Why didn't you say anything after asking?" Zhang Bianguan opened the door and said angrily: "If the door is knocked down, don't... leave today?"