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Chapter 223 Please go to the third floor
No one expected Helian Chaolu to be so presumptuous.
Captain Li did not want to get involved in this farce, so he retreated seven or eight steps away.
Seeing her pull out her belt, I thought to myself that it was not good, but I was still a step too late.
Bang!
He threw the lead and the screen shattered into pieces, scattering all over the floor.
At this time, Captain Li rushed over and snatched it away.
Wow, the head of this belt is made of iron, with a carnelian belt buckle and silver bells hanging on it.
Although it is just decoration, if it hits your body, it will cause injuries at best. If it hits a vital part, it can be fatal.
Fortunately, I drew a screen...
Captain Li was so grateful that he didn't dare to retreat at this moment.
He stared at Helian Chaolu in front of him, afraid that she would lose her mind.
In addition, it can be confirmed that this girl has cultivated herself and has reached the Qiwu realm.
Helian Chaolu's attack was very clever and only destroyed the screen next to the old man.
The scattered pieces of wood and cloth only covered his table and did not spread elsewhere.
The people around were shocked, but when they came to their senses, they immediately became angry.
This old man is a frequent visitor to Songtao Pavilion. Although he is poorly dressed, he has the title of a successful candidate in the imperial examination.
Passing the imperial examination at the age of thirty-five or thirty-six is neither too early nor too late. If he can make some connections, he will be more than qualified to be sent to other places to become a county magistrate, county lieutenant or chief clerk.
Unfortunately, his joy turned to sorrow. His wife and children died in an accident, and he was left alone in Fengjing.
Relying on the privileges and income of being exempt from taxes and labor service as a juren, he lived a muddle-headed life.
No one takes care of their lives. When they have some money, they come to Songtao Pavilion. If they don’t have money, they drink wine in the taverns on the streets.
Everyone in Songyanfang knew this old man. He was very old and fell asleep as soon as he lay down.
For example, now, he fell to the ground with his eyes closed.
But from his heaving chest, it could be seen that his life was not in danger.
It's possible that he didn't even see the attack just now and fell into a deep sleep.
The old man looked miserable, but no one came forward to help him.
At the beginning, there were some kind-hearted people who helped him, but he drank so much day after day that the kindness of his neighbors was long gone.
No one helped the old man, but Helian Chaolu attacked the people of Fengjing and the scholars, and he could not swallow this humiliation.
"The girl is being too presumptuous."
"This isn't your frontier. The aristocratic ways won't work in Fengjing."
"You're causing trouble and hurting people, aren't you afraid that we'll report you to the police?"
"I heard that you wanted to go to the Jingzhao prison to have fun since you just arrived today, right?"
"Vulgar pariah!"
Helian Chaolu didn't care about the previous harmless words until the last insult.
This time I could see clearly who was speaking; he was a young man with a fair complexion and no beard.
He rushed forward in three steps and hit with his fist.
The young scholar had no time to react at all. He only had time to lean back slightly before the fist arrived.
"you……"
The next moment, the fist failed to strike.
Captain Li held her wrist tightly, preventing her from moving forward.
At this time, the fist was only half a palm away from the face, and the scholar lost his balance and almost fell down.
Fortunately, my friend at the same table helped me and I didn’t feel embarrassed.
"open!"
Captain Li turned a deaf ear and did not move his clamped right hand away at all.
Although the superiors have instructed us to only provide protection and not interfere in anything.
But he couldn't just stand by and watch Helian Chaolu beat someone up.
"You hurt me."
Captain Li stared into her eyes and said calmly, "Hitting people is not allowed."
"I know, let go."
Seeing that Helian Chaolu had relaxed, Captain Li hesitated for a few moments before letting go, which was a strong warning.
At such a close distance, I'm not afraid that she will attack me again.
Helian Chaolu glanced coldly at the frightened scholar and turned to leave.
As a result, the moment he turned to Captain Li, a pig-slaughtering scream was heard.
The young scholar fell to the ground, holding his right leg and screaming.
Helian Chaolu laughed happily. So what if his cultivation was higher than hers? She still succeeded, didn’t she?
Captain Li's face was as gloomy as water, and his eyes narrowed like a tiger ready to pounce, ready to strike with thunder at any time.
Helian Chaolu took advantage of the fact that the scholar was facing each other and blocked his view, and secretly kicked and attacked the scholar.
I embarrassed him in front of him and he was already furious.
The screams are still ringing in my ears. The force of that kick was quite strong, and it is possible that he must have broken some bones.
The young scholar's classmates did not stand idly by, but squatted down to check his injuries.
"This is too much. Injuring people in public! Someone, go to Jingzhao Prefecture and report the case!"
Captain Li's chest was heaving, and he was obviously very angry.
He finally understood the meaningful and strange look in Cui Lushuai's eyes when he left. This was a hot job!
On one side were the scholars of Fengjing, and on the other side was his mission, and he was immediately caught in a dilemma.
At this moment, Helian Chaolu said calmly, "What do you mean by hurting people? It's nothing more than a fight."
"That's nonsense! What kind of fight is this? Who attacked you?"
“Does verbal insults count?
In our borderland, verbal provocation is equivalent to challenging a duel.
If you are incompetent, don’t blame others for being brave. Besides…”
Helian Chaolu dragged out a long tone and slowly looked around.
"The Northwestern Border is also under the rule of Da Gan. I would like to ask you all, when did my Helian clan become a pariah?"
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a moment of silence in the room.
Ultimately, it was because the young boy spoke too much and mentioned the word "untouchables" without thinking.
If he insists on holding on to this point, even if we move to Jingzhao Prefecture, that guy will not be right.
Helian Chaolu took out a gold cake and threw it in front of the scholar, making a crisp sound.
"Poor fellow, I'll give you a reward and buy you some clothes, so you don't have to eat at your classmates' table without anything presentable to wear."
She looked down at the wailing scholar with her eyes lowered, and a playful arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.
"Tsk tsk tsk... shameful."
After saying this, he strode away without paying any attention to Captain Li's angry glare.
Instead of going downstairs, he came to the wall where the poems were written.
There is a desk and four treasures of the study on the side, so that guests can leave their own poems for everyone to appreciate and see if they can be included in the list.
Helian Chaolu picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, but did not write on the paper. Instead, he started writing directly on the white wall.
"presumptuous!"
Finally, someone couldn't help but rush forward, but as he got closer, his steps became slower and slower.
"I look at my sword by lamplight while drunk, and dream of blowing the horn in the camp."
After just two sentences, everyone was stunned on the spot as if nails had been driven into their feet.
This poem...
"Eight hundred miles of roast meat distributed to the troops, fifty strings of music played from beyond the Great Wall, the soldiers were reviewed on the battlefield in autumn."
More and more people came, including the young scholar's classmates.
The atmosphere of shared hatred for a common enemy suddenly froze, and even the breathing became subconsciously light.
After the last sentence "Poor white hair" fell, Helian Chaolu dropped the wolf hair brush in his hand.
This handwriting is fine for writing on paper, but it is not suitable for writing on the wall.
The characters are written in large size but too thin, looking ugly like skinny bamboo poles.
But no one cares about this now. Many people are muttering to themselves and reciting the newly-written poems.
Finally, everyone fell silent.
Helian Chaolu clapped his hands, "How is it? Can my words reach the third level?"
He grinned widely, as lively and cheerful as when he first stepped into Fengjing.
"If you say even one word of no, I will leave immediately and never set foot in this damn Songtao Pavilion again in my life."
The shopkeeper had actually arrived a long time ago, but he had been hiding at the stairs. When he heard this, his heart skipped a beat.
Of course he understands poetry, otherwise he wouldn't be able to do this business.
After reading it silently, he knew that if he drove this girl away, Songtao Pavilion would become a laughing stock from then on.
He quickly took two steps forward and saluted, "Ms. Helian, you are so talented. Please go up to the third floor!"
Helian Chaolu raised her head and climbed the stairs, ignoring the dumbfounded onlookers.
He only walked halfway, but turned back and sighed.
"I've been in the northwest for a long time, and I've heard many times that the Second Princess of Shuofeng is very talented, and I feel ashamed of myself.
If Fengjing's talent was only this good, and he was awarded the title of Liyuan...
Fourteen years in Taiwei, just wait to be nailed to the pillar of shame!"