C6 A Scholar Can also be a Hero

Zhang Jingxuan couldn't understand why the crowd remained indifferent to the situation. Although some of them were clenching their fists and some were gritting their teeth, none of them dared to stand out.

Alright, in that case, put down the pile of silver. Let me do it! This feeling was actually quite good. A pile of silver was in their hands. How many exquisite fruits can I buy? I reckon I can give each of the children by the river outside the city a pair of 'Fruit Eating Generals', right?

Little Jingxuan, who was hugging a small pile of silver, thought as if he did not hear it. A smile appeared on his face as if he was minding his own business. Those few young masters even felt that this kid was a fool. If it wasn't for the fact that he was also wearing luxurious clothes, it would be hard to tell which family's child he was. He would have probably kicked him into the river long ago.

But even so, they were already impatient a long time ago. Shen Zaizhong walked over and stretched out his hand to push Zhang Jingxuan, causing him to stagger. The silver scattered all over the ground. Even the bag of fruits in his other hand fell to the ground. The two "fruit generals" rolled in the mud, but they still stared at the human world with their eyes wide open.

Zhang Jingxuan's small mouth pouted, looking like he was about to cry.

The surrounding crowd was already somewhat excited.

They teased the girl, beat up the brave ones, and bullied the kids. No matter which one of these things it was, it was a despicable thing. These nouveau riches who ran amok in the countryside had done it all over the place. Finally, someone stood out from the crowd.

Shen Zaizhong felt his vision blur. A man dressed like a scholar suddenly appeared in front of him and gave him a deep bow.

"Brother, this way please. This little brother is still young. It is inevitable that he is mischievous and insensible, so please bear with him. There were many onlookers today, and the crowd's words were like gold. It would be detrimental to everyone's good reputation. However, if I dare to be the host, please move to Guichun House to have a chat. What do you think?"

At this moment, Zhang Jingxuan was muttering behind him, "You are the one who is naughty and insensible, causing my plan to be in vain. Oh my, my General Fruit Eater! My heart aches! "

This time, Shen Zaizhong looked carefully. The scholar was around 20 years old. He had sword-shaped eyebrows, star-like eyes, red lips, and white teeth. He looked like a character that came out of a play. He was a good looking man. He wore a pacifying scarf on his head and a long-sleeved shirt. They were all new and old, and judging from the accent, they didn't sound like local people. He was probably a traveling scholar who had just passed by. Although Shen Zaizhong and the others were dressed in luxurious clothing, in front of him... He couldn't help but feel ashamed of himself. But this also made them more and more embarrassed and angry.

"Which belt isn't tied up properly? It leaked you out. Get the hell out of the way, or else I'll beat you up as well." Shen Zaizhong's father wasn't a good-tempered person. Ever since he was young, it was common for him to get drunk and even scold others. Therefore, even Chen Zaizhong often spoke dirty words. Of course, now, it could still be considered as his cultured lecture. Because the other party seemed to be a scholar, the Ming Dynasty treated scholars with respect. Thus, when they came up, they weren't too rash.

"Under Teacher's tutelage, it's humiliating to fight with fists and kicks. Everyone will be happy if we work together and make peace with each other. "

The scholar remained unmoved in the face of Shen Zaizhong, who was baring his fangs and brandishing his claws. He continued to speak with a smile on his face.

"F * ck you, everyone will be happy." Chen Zaizhong wasn't courteous at all this time, and he smashed his fist towards the shoulder of the pale-faced scholar. To be honest, compared to being brave in the face of justice, what was more difficult for these young masters to accept was the kind of person who jumped out to fight for justice. It was obvious that you came out to pretend to be a good person. Doesn't that mean that the few of us have become bad people? Bad people often felt that their own people were actually quite good. It was just that others did not know how to appreciate it.

Shen Zaizhong's father is a military officer, although he plans to make his son abandon his martial arts and follow the culture, however, he had also learned some martial arts since he was young, and his practice target was his guards. Therefore, Shen Zaizhong's punches and kicks were not fancy. The strength of one punch was enough to knock down a big man in the military. Although he was angry with this punch, he did not dare to hit his opponent's vital points. After all, it would not end well no matter what if someone died.

Seeing this, the scholar didn't panic.

During the time of Chong Zhen, it wasn't a golden age anymore. Coupled with Wei Zhongxian's castrated faction, the character of many scholars had long since been tempered. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been possible for his Temple of Life to be seen everywhere, and the cries of 9000 years old could be heard everywhere.

At this moment, although the castrated party had fallen, the Eastwood faction in the Imperial Court had seized the opportunity to eliminate dissidents, causing the party to be independent and domineering. Many scholars were unwilling to take up the post, and instead, they drifted about in the Pugilistic World, or were faintly discernible in the city.

At the same time, the chaotic world produced a hidden hero, a golden age with outstanding articles.

Some scholars were dissatisfied with the image of a modest gentleman who was gentle as jade. They restarted their six skills and imitated the previous generation's Li Bai, Xin Qiji, Lu You, and so on. They were unwilling to cripple their books and swords.

This scholar was obviously such a person.

Facing Chen Zaizhong's fist that came with the sound of wind, he stepped sideways. His body moved slightly to the side, brushing past the fist and allowing it to pass. He did not hesitate to say, "Brother, if you have something to say, say it. My little body cannot withstand your punch." Although his words were calm, Shen Zaizhong, who had missed, was filled with ridicule.

With just this delay, the man in the river had already tried his best to save the woman who was about to jump back to the shore. Jiang Lishen only felt that his face had lost its luster. He gave Yang Nandong a look. Yang Nan Dong's small eyes narrowed as a fierce light flashed. He grabbed a fist-sized brick from his waist and threw it at the man in the river with all his strength. If he was hit by it, at least his bones would be broken. If it hit the vital parts, it might even cause people to die.

Moreover, his hit was very insidious. If that man chose to dodge, the woman behind him would definitely suffer a blow. The woman, who was already half dead, had already been submerged by the water. How could she still endure injuries and injuries?

The man in the water was only good at water, and did not have many martial arts skills. In the face of this attack, he could only raise his left hand to block the flying stone. No matter who it was, they could see that even if he blocked the flying stone, one of his left hands would be crippled.

When the scholar saw this situation, his good-tempered appearance instantly disappeared.

If everything just now was still within the scope of control, then now it was somewhat like a real knife and a real gun. Since he extended his hand to meddle in this matter, then he could not give up halfway.

The scholar's sword-like brows slightly rose. He raised his hand and struck out an object. When that Shen Zaizhong saw it, he hurriedly reached out and scooped it up. Finally, he was a little slower.

Zhang Jingxuan, who was hiding behind the scholar, originally also wanted to make a move. However, when he saw the scholar make a move, he continued to watch the show with a clear conscience.

Furthermore, he could clearly see that the scholar waved his hand and struck out a pigeon egg-sized clay marble. It immediately made his heart itch. It turned out that this big brother scholar was someone who shared a good relationship with him. It seemed that he would have to find an opportunity to spar with him in a while.