Flower Stealing Master Chapter 214: Difficult brothers

Song Qingshu felt like a mirror in his heart. Zhang Zhaozhong was obviously embarrassing the other party deliberately. He was only used as a spearman. When he was unhappy, he would inevitably feel a little strange. Why would Zhang Zhaozhong, a leader of a small riding camp, target a busker woman?

A trace of anger flashed across Sang Feihong's face, and she scolded: "In broad daylight, does Master Zhang want to stage a scene of robbing a civic girl? Sisters, pack things up and go." After speaking, he turned around. Greet the theater troupe to pack up and go out.

"Want to go?" Zhang Zhaozhong gave a sneer, jumped and stopped in front of the opponent.

"I have long heard of Zhang's reputation as a fire judge, and my concubine has the courage to learn." Sang Feihong didn't expect the other party to be so shameless. Knowing that he can't be kind today, he turned his heart and directly attacked first. Following the trend, the opponent said, "You go out first." She was also clear in her heart that she has never been weak in light work, and it is actually quite easy to fight or go later depending on the situation. On the contrary, these sisters under his command, if Zhang Zhaozhong stayed to threaten him, then he would be in a dilemma.

Song Qingshu didn't expect such a petite woman in martial arts to be quite good. I saw that she shot like a mandarin duck with a crown on his head, and her feet are like a mandarin duck with a tail up. It seems that most of the kung fu is on the legs, the legs and feet are fastened in a series of attacks, the four rings of high and low are integrated up and down, and the left and right changes follow each other.

"What a mandarin duck leg technique!" Zhang Zhaozhong's eyes lit up. He meant to be on Sang Feihong, so naturally he didn't care about the rest of the troupe getting out. Seeing the other party attacking everywhere like flowers and butterflies, he quickly raised a pair of meat. The palm greeted him.

The two have fought for more than ten rounds. Song Qingshu has already seen the score. Although Sang Feihong has exquisite legs, the woman is weak. After several times with Zhang Zhaozhong’s palm, a trace of pain flashed across her face. After that, he switched to a more fancy fighting method, and would never have a head-on with Zhang Zhaozhong as a last resort.

If it weren’t for Zhang Zhaozhong’s unwillingness to hurt her seriously, Sang Feihong had already missed and was captured. Song Qingshu laughed: “Master Zhang’s martial arts skills seem to belong to the Wudang school. Seeing the joy of hunting, how about discussing and discussing with each other?" He didn't wait for him to answer after he finished speaking. He directly squeezed the Wudang tiger claw hand-to-hand style, stopping in two?

? In the middle.

Sang Feihong gradually fell into the wind, feeling anxious in his heart. Seeing him suddenly blocking him, with his left hand still behind his back, he made a secret gesture of fleeing. He suddenly realized that he quickly took the opportunity to jump from the courtyard wall on the side. Got out.

Zhang Zhaozhong was taken aback, and immediately understood that the other party was deliberately letting Sang Feihong escape, but he was not annoyed, but smiled: "Master Song is a master of the world. He can fight against adults and dare not follow his life when he is in office." The same start-up style of the tiger claw hand greeted him.

The two of you come and go, tiger claw hand to tiger claw hand, Wudang cotton palm to Wudang cotton palm, and dozens of moves have been dismantled, and they all deeply admire each other's accomplishments.

"If you don't fight, you won't fight, Master Song is merciful, how can the next official know." Zhang Zhaozhong laughed and jumped out of the ring.

"Master Zhang is a Wudang Kungfu, and I don't know which one of Wudang Five Views he studied under?" Song Qingshu asked doubtfully. He naturally knew that Zhang Zhaozhong was not in the direct line of the Zixiao Palace. Although there were many branches in Wudang, Zhang Zhaozhong was of Wudang school. The Xuanmen is authentic, so naturally it cannot be taught by some small tributaries.

"Senior brother Xiaguan is a Taoist of Tianqing Guanzhu Mazhen." Speaking of brother, Zhang Zhaozhong showed no respect.

"It turns out that it is Daoist Ma Zhen. According to seniority, Master Zhang is still my uncle." Song Qingshu said depressedly.

Zhang Zhaozhong laughed: "As the so-called master is first, it is a blessing to discuss your martial arts with the subordinates and adults in the same generation. Besides, I have been expelled from the teacher by my senior, so I am not considered a martial artist. "

"Oh?" Song Qingshu raised an eyebrow, "In this way, we are indeed destined, and we are both Wudang traitors." He couldn't help but laugh after he finished speaking.

Zhang Zhaozhong obviously didn't take Wudang faction seriously, and smiled: "Master Song knows why I borrowed your sword for the banquet last night?"

"Is it because I am also a Wudang traitor?" Song Qingshu said with a weird smile.

Zhang Zhao nodded in focus: "Yes, although Master Song was good at martial arts, although I admired him, I didn't feel close. On the contrary, I later learned that Master Song was also Wudang... Hey, a sudden sense of intimacy."

"This level of identity has really bothered me for a long time. It's rare to see a difficult brother or sister," Song Qingshu said with his arms around Zhang Zhaozhong's shoulders, "Let’s also stop screaming for Mr. Song, and screaming for Mrs. Zhang. I will call Your Brother Zhang, wouldn't it be better for you to call me Brother Song?" Song Qingshu subconsciously thought of Wei Xiaobao. This ability to call brothers and sisters is what he learned from him.

The other party's official rank is much higher than him. Zhang Zhaozhong was taken aback and overjoyed: "Dare not follow my life!" He quickly ordered his subordinates to prepare food and drink.

The two chatted while drinking wine, first from the Wudang school to the masters of the rivers and lakes, and finally Song Qingshu introduced the topic to Prince Bao's mansion intentionally or unintentionally.

Zhang Zhaozhong was slightly drunk, and said, "Prince Bao has snatched up masters from all over the world over the years. Although there are no masters at the master level, he has more or less received a lot of capable people. You must have seen that Yu Mako. Although he was easily defeated by your brother, his martial arts is truly extraordinary. He was a man who could tie the Golden Snake King Yuan Chengzhi back then." There was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Song Qingshu knew it clearly. Obviously, the other party didn't understand why Yiyu Zhenzi's martial arts was so embarrassed. Naturally, he didn't need to clarify the doorway. He just smiled and listened to the other party to continue talking.

"Then I will be my brother. I am a kung fu, and I can pass it so-and-so. In the entire palace, except for Yu Zhenzi, I have the highest martial arts." Zhang Zhaozhong burped, and then said, "But it's the same as us. There are a few other masters at the level, such as the golden grasping iron hook Bai Zhen, one hand with eagle claw skill, extremely fierce and fierce. The game director of the Wangfuzhong, who is both internal and external, is the number one master of the Wangfuman. In addition. There are also Hailanbi and Deb, both of whom have won the title of Baturu, and their martial arts are also good. As for the other so-called masters, they will naturally not be able to enter the eyes of Brother Song."

Song Qingshu's heart moved, pretending to ask inadvertently: "How about the martial arts of Tianlongmen, the head of Tianlongmen, I heard that he is also one of the masters of Prince Bao."

"Tian returns to farming?" Zhang Zhaozhong smiled, "His martial arts is indeed okay, but some time ago, I didn't know why he offended the prince. He was caught by the prince and tortured daily in the palace. I am afraid that he will be removed from the palace in the future."

"Tian Guinong is imprisoned in Prince Bao's Mansion?" Song Qingshu frowned. Although he had guessed before, but now it has been confirmed, it still feels a bit tricky. But after thinking about it, if you want to save Xia Qingqing, even if Prince Bao's Mansion is in Longtan Tiger's Lair, you have to make a breakthrough and save one more field to return to the farm. It's no big deal.

"It's a pity that his wife, whose famous name has spread throughout Shengjingcheng, will probably guard the vacant house alone in the future." Zhang Zhaozhong showed a gloating expression on his face.

"Is his wife very beautiful?" Song Qingshu asked knowingly.

"It's more than beautiful, hehe, don't you know, which one of our colleagues behind me is not slobbering thinking of his sweet wife? This time the Tianguinong accident, everyone thought there was a chance, how could I know the blessings? The handsome man... we naturally dare not move lightly." Zhang Zhaozhong suddenly looked regretful, "Master Song can go to Tianfu when he has time, and know that what I said is true."

"That's it, I really want to see and see." Song Qingshu secretly smiled in her heart, more than just seeing, I have played with every inch of her skin...

"Brother Song is young and romantic." Seeing his eyes light up, Zhang Zhaozhong felt it was necessary to remind him, "Just now, a woman like Sang Feihong, it doesn't matter how you touch it, but for Mrs. Tian Brother, you'd better take a look, she will be in the bag of Fu Gongzi sooner or later. It is unwise to offend him for the sake of a woman."

"Thank you, Brother Zhang, for reminding me to come and offer you a glass," Song Qingshu asked doubtfully after putting down the wine glass, "Just now I saw that Brother, you seem to be aiming at that Sang Feihong..."

"It’s not that the prince felt that there were many strange faces in the city of Shengjing recently, and sent me to find out. That Sang Feihong, don’t look at her young and delicate appearance, she is A well-known head of the Five Lakes in the arena." Zhang Zhaozhong explained.

"The Gate of Five Lakes?" Song Qingshu was in charge of the sticking spot, and naturally had a general understanding of the martial arts in the Manchu and Qing dynasties. "They are not all female performers in the rivers and lakes. What is the threat to Prince Bao?"

Zhang Zhaozhong smiled and said: "I didn't want to give my brother a meeting gift yet. I didn't know that you pity Xiangyu and let her go."

Song Qingshu is also a little embarrassed, showing embarrassment: "You can see it."

"It's okay, what are you and my brothers doing, come, drink, drink..." Zhang Zhaozhong did not take this matter to heart. Today there is a Sang Feihong, and tomorrow there will be another Zi Feihong. As long as you have the right, you are afraid that there are no women, let alone making friends with Song Qingshu, there will be endless benefits in the future.

Song Qingshu suddenly remembered something and reminded him in a low voice: "Big Brother Zhang~IndoMTL.com~Presumably you also understand the relationship between Prince Bao and the emperor... You and I are very close now, and fall into the eyes of those who care. It’s not good for you, brother."

A hint of warmth flashed in Zhang Zhaozhong's heart, and he lowered his voice and said bluntly: "Brother Song treats me with sincerity, and I naturally do not hide it from you. I took the initiative to invite you today, but it was actually the prince's instruction."

"What?" Song Qingshu was shocked. Could it be that what kind of trap is this?

"Don't worry, the prince just asked me to have a good relationship with you, saying that I might be able to detect some intelligence in the future," Zhang Zhao said with a heavy smile, "but you and I have a relationship between Wudang faction, and I will naturally not harm you."

Song Qingshu grinned reluctantly, but the doubts in his heart were not relieved. Zhang Zhaozhong's greed and viciousness in the original book left a deep impression on him. He can kill even his senior brothers, and he has gone around seven or eight floors like himself. Relationship, how can it really be heart-to-heart, then what is the reason why he is so passionate about me today?

At this moment, there was the sound of broken porcelain in the backyard. Although they are far apart, both of them are masters. Naturally, they can hear clearly. Soon a servant ran over: "Master, Miss is here again. I lost my temper."

The second one is around 12:30, and the third one is tomorrow morning