C5 The Fourth Young Master of the Yan'an Prefecture

As they were happily walking, the crowd suddenly moved. A few adults were pushed over and almost knocked down the "Fruit Eater General" in Zhang Jingxuan's hand. Zhang Jingxuan quickly handed the "Fruit Eater General" in his right hand over to his left hand and used his right hand to push with all his strength. Instantly, the few people who stumbled over stabilized their bodies. Those few people panicked and did not notice where this little kid got so much strength from. But they still stretched their necks and looked in the direction of the inner side.

Eh! There is going to be a show!

Zhang Jingxuan did not care that he was almost knocked out of the "Fruit Eater General" and was unhappy, relying on his small body. He quickly put away the "Fruit Eater General" and went into the crowd like a small loach. Soon, he got close to the center of the crowd.

As soon as he got close, Zhang Jingxuan was a little confused. Were these big brothers and sisters playing chicken and hawks here? Was it really that pretty? Why were there so many people gathered here?

Everyone gathered in a circle. There were four men dressed up like young masters. They blocked the path of two young women who were dressed in coarse linen clothes but had pretty faces. The two women were panic-stricken. They only wanted to take the path, but they were each guarded by the four men. Spreading his arms, he didn't let the two of them leave. The two women's beautiful faces lost all color, and their eyes were filled with tears. In the end, they could only hug each other. They shrank their bodies and hid within the encirclement of the four of them.

It turned out that this Qiaojie was a rare opportunity for young women to go on the streets to have fun, so it was inevitable that it would attract the crazy bees and butterflies.

Seeing that the game of cat and mouse could no longer be played, the leader of the four young masters looked a little disappointed. However, he still put on his clothes and pretended to be cool as he said, "Today, the Four Talents of Yan'an Province are out on a trip. It's no wonder that you girls are going crazy for it."

While he was talking, there was a girl who was about sixteen or seventeen years old in the group who had an unyielding character. It seemed that she would rather die than be humiliated. While he was talking, she took advantage of the time when he was not paying attention. She rushed to the river bank with a few steps and jumped in. The remaining woman screamed in shock and cried so hard that she could not make a sound.

The young master saw this and was not angry. Instead, he was happy and shouted, "You want to run? You can't fly out of my Five Finger Mountain!" As he spoke, he also took off his coat and jumped into the river.

A slightly fat young master beside him pulled him and said in a low voice, "So many people are watching..."

"This dampens the mood! Forget it, forget it. Let's go to Fang Fang Lou to sing poetry, right?" The young master in the lead waved his hand and planned to leave with the other three people. The woman who jumped into the water obviously did not know how to swim. She was struggling and was about to sink.

Saving people was like putting out a fire. Although she was angry at these young masters at the beginning, she did not dare to say anything. At this moment, there were people at the side who could not bear to watch any longer. A young man jumped into the water with a large wooden basin in his hand. He swam over and let the diving woman grab the large wooden basin. Although old mister Meng Zi had already named his uncle and sister-in-law drowning, it could be seen that this man was very considerate and considerate.

He did not expect that such an action would cause that young master to be unhappy.

"Oh, where did this brat come from to have such good judgment and price. How dare he interfere with this Young Master's idle business. Brothers, such a heroic act, we have to give him some rewards! Do you have any silver on you? Take it out!"

The remaining three people clearly did not understand what he meant at the beginning. It was very difficult to distinguish between the right and the wrong words. However, when they saw that this person had an impatient look on his face, they did not care about that anymore. They took out the ingots and silver taels they had on them. They were all either rich or noble. In the blink of an eye, a small mountain of silver appeared in front of him.

The woman who jumped into the river drank a few mouthfuls of the river water. At this moment, her mind was not clear. Her hand was only instinctively grabbing onto the edge of the basin. Although the man's water nature was not bad, however, she was still wary of the male and female defenses, so she was unable to drag her back to the shore for a while.

Seeing this, the Young Master smiled coldly and said, "Brothers, we've never been able to determine the victor in the game of throwing a pot. It just so happens that we will give the silver to this brave little brother. Everyone, throw the silver into the basin. Be careful not to hit their heads. "

After saying that, he gave a look. How could this group of scoundrels not understand his meaning? They all smiled knowingly, picked up the silver ingots on the ground, and threw them down. They all had some skill with their hands, and they smashed them down from top to bottom, fast and accurate. And that man's body was originally inconvenient in the water, so he had to take care of that woman. In just a few moments, he was hit on the head, and blood immediately flowed out. The few young masters laughed and said, "Oh my, I'm sorry. I didn't throw it accurately. Catch it..." "Yesterday, I drank too much and my hands trembled. I really deserve to die. I lost. Brother, are you alright? Oh my, since you're bleeding, I'll give you some more medical fees... "

The few of them smiled as they continued to bend down to retrieve the silver. They did not have the slightest intention of stopping. Seeing that if this continued, the man would not be able to escape either.

At this moment, the few fellows who were in high spirits turned around and saw that the silver on the ground had actually disappeared.

The fat young master's face darkened even more. "Where's our silver? Who would dare to steal my silver!?"

"Big brother, the silver is here. Since your hands are shaking and your eyes are slanted, I will help you throw it away. It will definitely be a hundred times better than your handicapped comrades."

A seven or eight-year-old boy appeared out of nowhere. He had a handsome face and hid all the silver on the ground in his clothes. He also took a big bag of fruits with one hand. He looked very cute and obedient.

"Hey kid, whose family's child are you? Hurry up and go home to play. Don't delay the matters of the Four Talents of Yan'an Province." A young master with a white and beardless face said in a stern voice, but his eyes slightly swayed. It was obvious that he was hinting for the child to leave quickly. When he had just smashed someone with silver, he had also been the lightest. He had lost two pieces of silver very quickly. One piece of silver had only touched the arm of the man in the water when it had hit him, while the other piece had deviated from its target.

It turned out that this white-faced young master's surname was Han, and he was the son of the richest man in the city. His character was not bad, but due to his habits, it was inevitable that he would do something out of line with some scoundrels.

Out of the remaining three young masters, the one leading them was the county magistrate's second young master, Jiang Lishen. A typical hedonistic young master would not do anything good. The black-faced fatty was the son of garrison Shen in the city, Shen Zaizhong. He was Jiang Lishen's loyal friend, and he was always needed to do bad things. There was also a guy with a tuft of black hair, who was not tall and had a tuft of black hair, and he was the only son of the county magistrate, Yang Nandong. He did not talk much during normal days, and he was the lowest among the four of them. However, he was vicious. He did not say a word just now among the four of them. However, the man in the water had been the one who had been hit the fiercest few times. Moreover, he had even deliberately smashed the silver ingot at the woman's finger, which was holding the large wooden basin. The finger had been smashed until it was swollen, and it was difficult to even hold the edge of the large wooden basin.