Chapter 566: Fifth Young Master Xu Abuses an Old Man [Thanks! Bow again! Owed]

Seeing Xu Zaijing draw his bow and shoot down the Northern Liao flag with one arrow,

"Good!"

"Bravo!"

"Beautiful!"

In front of the Northern Liao post station, the onlookers and commoners instantly burst into cheers, applause, and shouting.

There were three most conspicuous flags erected in front of this post station:

The first was the Round Sun and Crescent Moon flag,

The second was the Spreading Wings Eagle Catching flag,

The third was the Liu character flag.

The first two flags were the largest, representing Northern Liao's worship of the sun, moon, and eagle.

The Sun and Moon flag in Northern Liao would often move with the Emperor's entourage. Great Zhou also had a Sun and Moon flag, but the position and structure of the sun and moon on the flag were different from those of Northern Liao.

The Spreading Wings Eagle Catching flag somewhat represented the Northern Liao imperial clan and elite troops.

The third Liu character flag was much smaller, indicating that the chief envoy of the mission that came to the capital to pay New Year's greetings to the Emperor was surnamed Liu.

And the flag that Xu Zaijing shot down was the most conspicuous Spreading Wings Eagle Catching flag.

Over the years, Great Zhou and Northern Liao had constant friction on the northern border. Previously, Northern Liao had even united with the Bai Gao Kingdom to seek Great Zhou's horse-grazing lands, and the three countries had a real fight.

Although the envoys of the two countries had always been in contact, the ordinary commoners in Great Zhou had never had any good feelings toward Northern Liao.

Seeing Xu Zaijing's action, they naturally cheered and celebrated.

The Northern Liao envoy who had just come out of the post station pointed at Xu Zaijing very angrily and scolded: "You! You are destroying the diplomatic relations between the two countries! The day my Northern Liao leads troops to conquer you, you will be the cause!"

Hearing this, the Ministry of Rites official on the side showed an anxious look, just about to open his mouth to persuade Xu Zaijing.

He saw Xu Zaijing turn his head, leisurely draw the second shovel-arrow, and draw the bow and release the string again.

"Clack~"

The Sun and Moon flag inside the post station was also shot down by Xu Zaijing with one arrow.

"This is simply outrageous!!!"

The Northern Liao envoy's scolding voice was directly drowned out by the cheers that erupted again from the surrounding commoners and wealthy households.

Not only that, but the number of onlookers near the post station was also increasing.

It was fine for people on the second floor of nearby restaurants, but there were actually quite a few people standing on the snow-covered roofs and walls on one side, peeking and looking around.

In fact, the reason was not hard to guess.

There were few lively events in winter, and even fewer group fights!

What? Provoking the Northern Liao envoy and shooting down the flagpole at the gate?

Heavens! Many people hadn't seen such a thing once in their lives! So, how could they miss it?!

The Northern Liao post station's main gate was no longer tightly closed. After the gate opened quickly, a team of Northern Liao soldiers guarding the envoys rushed out with sticks, looking aggressive.

"Fifth Young Master, what are you doing! They are guests from afar after all, they are Northern Liao envoys!" the Ministry of Rites official shouted in annoyance.

After shouting, the Ministry of Rites official hurriedly walked toward the Northern Liao soldiers who were rushing out, trying to stop this conflict that was about to break out.

Then the Ministry of Rites official was dragged to the side by the Northern Liao soldiers holding his arms.

Xu Zaijing, on his horse, looked at the Northern Liao soldiers who were not carrying swords or weapons but only sticks, and a smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

Afterwards,

Xu Zaijing put the powerful bow back into the bow case, jumped off his horse, and walked empty-handed toward the dozens of Northern Liao soldiers in front, saying as he walked: "Qingyun, tell the surrounding commoners not to join the fun, be careful of being accidentally injured!"

"Yes, Young Master!"

As he spoke, Qingyun and the yamen runners who followed hurriedly stepped forward to stop the onlookers from helping.

"Ah!"

Getting closer, the Northern Liao soldiers who rushed out looked at the empty-handed Xu Zaijing. Some threw away the sticks in their hands and ran toward Xu Zaijing with their fists raised.

Looking at the Northern Liao soldiers' glaring eyes and gnashing teeth in anger, it was clear they wouldn't stop until they crippled Xu Zaijing.

The Northern Liao soldiers who could protect the Northern Liao mission to Bianjing were elite troops in the army. Elites naturally valued honor, and Xu Zaijing's two arrows were nothing but insults to them.

But the Northern Liao soldiers also understood that they couldn't kill people in another country's capital. Since that was the case, they would only let him learn a lesson of being crippled for life.

Less than five breaths after Xu Zaijing finished speaking to Qingyun, the three Northern Liao soldiers running in the front were already very close to Xu Zaijing.

Two of them didn't say a word and flew to hug Xu Zaijing's legs, while another swung a fist at Xu Zaijing's cheek.

Xu Zaijing let the two hug his legs, while he reached out to grab the third person's fist and pulled it to his side, then grabbed the third person's clothes and lifted him up directly!

Then he smashed him heavily onto the two who were hugging his legs.

"Puff!"

Two Northern Liao soldiers were directly smashed heavily onto the ground by the body of their comrade.

With the Northern Liao soldiers weighing over 160 jin, plus the force of Xu Zaijing's smash, the three of them instantly fell to the ground and couldn't get up.

There were those who threw away their sticks, and there were those who didn't.

Xu Zaijing dodged the stick smashed at his head with lightning speed, then kicked a Northern Liao soldier directly in the crotch, kicking him half-flying into the air.

The heavy blow to the crotch made the Northern Liao soldier holding the stick unable to scream in pain, and he let go of the stick in mid-air.

Xu Zaijing took the stick and swung it with slight force.

"Whoosh!"

"Clack!"

Amidst the whistling of the stick, another Northern Liao soldier on the side was smashed to the side along with his stick.

The force of the stick Xu Zaijing swung was very great, and one could see that the Northern Liao soldier's hand could no longer be raised.

"Whoosh~"

Another whistle of the stick, and a Northern Liao soldier lay on the ground clutching his thigh.

"Ah!"

"Ah~"

The screams and painful cries of the Northern Liao soldiers in front of the Northern Liao post station were endless.

In the crowd, Qi Heng and Liang Han, who were watching from their horses, had their eyes twitching.

They had thought that Xu Zaijing, who had experienced battle, would be very ruthless in fighting, but they didn't expect it to be this ruthless.

"Young Duke, it's fortunate that Jing'er has a stick in his hand, not a sword or spear, otherwise today—"

Liang Han looked at the scene in the field and said with a twitch of his lips.

Qi Heng frowned, exhaled white mist, and nodded: "We've seen it today; we might not be able to sleep tonight!"

Liang Han: "Yeah!"

Afterwards, watching Xu Zaijing dodge, then pinch a Northern Liao soldier as tall as himself with one hand, lift him off the ground, and slam him heavily onto the ground, Liang Han's eyes twitched: "Hiss, how much must that hurt?"

Just as Liang Han finished speaking,

More than a dozen Northern Liao soldiers gathered together and ran toward Xu Zaijing, shouting, clearly wanting to surround Xu Zaijing by relying on their numbers.

At that time, Xu Zaijing would be unable to fight dozens of hands with two fists, and there would be heavy punches and ruthless kicks waiting for him.

"It's over!"

"Terrible!"

The onlookers around exclaimed one after another.

On the restaurant opposite, there was even a young lady shouting crisply: "Run!"

Before they could worry, they saw Xu Zaijing turn his body, raise his elbow, and accelerate to fly and crash into that group of Northern Liao soldiers!

"Urgh!"

The Northern Liao soldier who collided head-on with Xu Zaijing flew out directly. Looking at him in mid-air without any movement, it was clear he had fainted.

And Xu Zaijing also broke out of the encirclement by this crash. After a roll, he stood up again and began to continue dealing with the remaining Northern Liao soldiers.

"Grass!"

"Ha!"

"Ah!!!"

"Whoa!!??"

The shouts in the field, the sounds of exhaling force, the painful cries of the injured, and the exclamations of the onlookers were endless!

Half a cup of tea later,

In front of the Northern Liao post station, Northern Liao soldiers were lying all over the ground, wailing incessantly.

Some were rolling on the ground in pain, some had fainted directly from pain, and others were motionless as if they hadn't been injured, but as soon as they moved, they felt severe pain.

The only one standing in the field was Xu Zaijing, and the corner of his mouth, which was not a vital point, was also red.

"Ptooey!"

After Xu Zaijing spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, he licked the injured corner of his mouth with his tongue.

The Northern Liao envoy who had come out first pointed at Xu Zaijing with trembling fingers and said: "You... you... you this..."

Xu Zaijing didn't say much either and punched him in the stomach without using much force.

"Urgh—"

After the Northern Liao envoy knelt on the ground clutching his stomach in pain, he knocked his forehead on the ground in pain.

Xu Zaijing shook his head and walked into the Northern Liao post station.

At this time,

A sound of horse hooves came, and then someone shouted loudly:

"Make way!"

"Move aside!"

The onlookers looked outward one after another, only to see a group of cavalry wearing gorgeous armor riding over.

At this time, there were too many people watching in front of the Northern Liao post station, and they couldn't move away quickly.

The leading cavalry captain had no choice but to dismount and walk into the crowd.

When passing through the crowd, this captain also glanced at the six or seven people including Qi Heng and Liang Han who were riding horses on the side.

"Yo! It's Sixth Jing Jing Biao Ge Pei!"

Liang Han, riding on his horse, hurriedly cupped his hands to show respect.

The Pei family cousin took a look, nodded in return, and squeezed through the crowd to the front.

Looking at the miserable scene in front of the Northern Liao post station, the imperial guards behind the Pei family cousin stepped forward and then scattered to both sides, separating the Northern Liao soldiers from the Bianjing commoners.

The Pei family cousin shook his head helplessly, looked at Liang Han and said: "Sixth Young Master, who did all this?"

After asking, the Pei family cousin also cupped his hands toward Qi Heng.

When Qi Heng cupped his hands in return, Liang Han said: "Jing Jing Biao Ge, it was just Jing'er himself."

"Jing'er himself?"

When the Pei family cousin repeated this sentence, the imperial guards who came with him looked at the wounded all over the ground, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The commoners on the side acted as witnesses one after another.

Listening to the noisy words of the surrounding commoners, the Pei family cousin said: "Where is Jing'er?"

"He went in!"

"He is inside there!"

The surrounding commoners pointed at the open gate of the Northern Liao post station and said.

Inside the post station,

After passing through the open space at the gate and walking through a corridor, Xu Zaijing looked at a middle-aged man who was dressed completely differently from the envoys outside and had five or six guards around him, saying: "Are you the chief envoy of the Northern Liao mission?"

As he spoke, Xu Zaijing turned his head to look at the flag that was still fluttering and said: "Surnamed Liu?"

The middle-aged man flicked his sleeves angrily, looked at Xu Zaijing who was still looking around, and said loudly: "That's right! I am the Northern Liao chief envoy! You rude and wild person, you want to—"

When the two were talking, the guards beside the middle-aged man stepped forward to protect him.

"*Sniff sniff. *"

Xu Zaijing sniffed, aimed in a direction, and walked toward a row of houses on the left side of the post station.

The middle-aged man looked at the direction Xu Zaijing was walking and shouted urgently:

"What are you doing? Stop!"

Watching Xu Zaijing, who was walking non-stop as if he were strolling in his own courtyard, the Northern Liao chief envoy pulled the guards beside him and said: "Don't worry about me! Stop him!"

The guards on the side hesitated for a moment, and the Northern Liao chief envoy said again: "Hurry up!"

After a few screams, the Northern Liao guards were all lying on the ground, either clutching their legs or clutching their stomachs.

Seeing this scene,

The Northern Liao chief envoy ran a few steps to stand in front of Xu Zaijing and shouted: "Stop! If you want to keep walking forward, you'll have to kill me!"

"Urgh—"

The Northern Liao chief envoy, who had received a heavy blow to his abdomen and was too uncomfortable to speak, knelt beside Xu Zaijing clutching his stomach.

Enduring the discomfort, he wanted to reach out and pull Xu Zaijing, but he didn't even touch the corner of Xu Zaijing's clothes.

Arriving near the house on the left, Xu Zaijing looked around, shook his head, and walked toward a moon gate on the side.

Passing through the moon gate, Xu Zaijing looked around and found that this courtyard was the horse shed and stable of the Northern Liao post station, with several post station horse officials feeding the horses.

Perhaps hearing the screams outside the courtyard just now, they were now turning their heads to look at Xu Zaijing who had entered the courtyard.

Looking at Xu Zaijing's attire, which was completely different from everyone in the Northern Liao mission, a sturdy horse official stepped forward and asked a few questions in Northern Liao language.

Having stayed with Alan and Xunshu for so long, Xu Zaijing also understood quite a bit of Northern Liao language and could hear that this horse official was asking what he was doing.

Relying on his excellent eyesight, Xu Zaijing scanned all the horse officials, then smiled at the approaching Northern Liao horse official and continued walking in the courtyard without paying attention to him.

After walking a few steps, the approaching horse official reached out to pull Xu Zaijing's shoulder.

As a result, just as his hand touched the shoulder, before he could react to what was happening, the horse official felt his body lift into the air, and after a dizzying spin, his back hit the ground heavily, and he couldn't get up for a while.

Seeing this scene,

The other horse officials in the courtyard stepped forward one after another, pointing at Xu Zaijing while saying warning and questioning words.

Xu Zaijing ignored this and, after looking around, walked directly to a water well in the courtyard.

The weather was cold at this time, and there were many icy places around the well because of drawing water. Xu Zaijing leaned on the well's pulley and looked into the somewhat deep well, then took a deep breath.

"*Sniff sniff. *"

After smelling it, a smile appeared on the corners of Xu Zaijing's lips.

Standing up and looking at the horse officials walking toward him in the courtyard, Xu Zaijing clearly saw that the expressions of some of them had changed.

Ignoring this, Xu Zaijing walked directly toward the direction outside the post station.

"Stop him! The Northern Liao post station is not a place he can come and go as he pleases!"

The Northern Liao chief envoy, who had crawled into the courtyard from the moon gate, pointed at Xu Zaijing and shouted.

Beside this chief envoy were several guards whose faces were also twisted in pain.

Xu Zaijing looked at the horse officials walking toward him with some helplessness on his face, sighed, and began to take action.

In a few quick moves,

After a few muffled groans,

The other horse officials had been knocked down.

Xu Zaijing looked at the elderly horse official he was grabbing by the collar, who had gray hair and was fifty or sixty years old, and said: "You are so old, why are you joining the fun? Tired of living?!"

This elderly horse official exhaled white mist from his panting mouth, his eyes filled with confusion and fear as he looked at Xu Zaijing's palm, and even used his old hands to push Xu Zaijing's palm.

The several horse officials who had been heavily struck by Xu Zaijing on the side also had anxious looks in their eyes.

Xu Zaijing took a deep breath, didn't use force, and after letting go, pushed the elderly horse official, pushing the old man to stagger back a few steps.

Seeing Xu Zaijing turn and leave after pushing him, without giving the old man a ruthless blow, everyone in the Northern Liao post station in the courtyard looked relieved.

The Northern Liao chief envoy looked at the elderly horse official with eyes full of inquiry and concern.

Just after looking at him, the Northern Liao chief envoy saw Xu Zaijing, who had walked two steps, stop and turn back.

This action scared the Northern Liao chief envoy into hurriedly adjusting his gaze, fearing that Xu Zaijing would see any clues.

Xu Zaijing stood in front of the elderly horse official, looked at the panicked old man in front of him, and said: "You can be brought by the Northern Liao envoy at this age; you must be a veteran horse official who has stayed in the stable for a long time, right!"

As he spoke, Xu Zaijing stared at the old man in front of him and said: "Surnamed Liu, translate."

The Northern Liao chief envoy said a few words in Northern Liao language.

The old man still looked panicked and replied stammeringly after hearing the translation.

Before the Northern Liao chief envoy could translate for him, Xu Zaijing's palm pinched the old man's cheeks like lightning, and then very skillfully dislocated his chin.

Afterwards, he twisted the old man's two arms, pulled off the elderly horse official's own belt, and tied him up.

Everyone in the Northern Liao post station in the courtyard saw this scene, and their expressions changed for a moment, but everyone had been hit hard by Xu Zaijing a few times and couldn't get up quickly at this time.

Xu Zaijing carried the old man like a little chicken and said with a puzzled tone: "I often stay in stables and horse sheds; I don't know why the smell of horse manure and forage on you is so faint?"

"Not only is the smell of horse manure faint, but you also have a faint scent of ink! This is interesting!"

"This kind of ink ingot—even if you were sold, you might not be able to buy one, yet your fingers are smoked with the scent of ink that has entered the flesh! Why, does your family open a stationery shop?"

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 567 =====