"Sister, let's take a look first." Ye Lingyue held Lan Cai'er back, and she became somewhat interested in the big guy.

"You can get a punch for ten cents, hey, this is a good deal, my young man's fists are itching, come on, here is a hundred cents, buy ten punches." Surrounded by two or three young men, he walked out.

"Those are the servants of the Weiwu Hou Mansion. These people usually like to bully the weak in the Writers Association. They are not good things." Lan Cai'er looked down on those people, curled her lips, and at the same time looked at the big man with some worry.

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The Marquis of Zhenyuan, the Marquis of Anguo, the Marquis of Weimen, and the Marquis of Changping are the four famous aristocratic lords in Xiadu. In addition to the Hongfu of Zhenyuan Marquis where Ye Lingyue was born, and the Marquis of Anguo of An Minxia, ​​the Marquis of Weiwu is the third largest.

Noble prince.

The four noble princes are all descendants of the nobles of Daxia and enjoy hereditary status. In the house, whether they are young masters, ladies, or servants, everyone has their eyes set above the top and do not regard the common people as human beings.

It was not uncommon for people to be beaten to death in the prince's mansion, but because of the power of the four noble princes, these incidents had been suppressed.

The boys were just trying to find trouble. Each of them took out ten coins, and seven or eight people surrounded him.

Most of those who can work as servants in noble houses have practiced boxing and kicking.

As soon as these people came up, they punched and kicked them.

The big guy didn't say anything. After receiving seven or eight punches, the big guy suddenly grabbed the hand of a boy.

"You gave me seventy coins and seven punches. If you hit me again, you'll get more money."

When they heard that the big guy actually wanted to pay extra, the boys who were used to running rampant on the streets began to curse.

"What kind of bastards dare to ask us for money? Do you know who we are? We are from the mighty Marquis Mansion. If you don't want money, you want a lot of fists. Come on."

After the boy said this, his wrist made a snapping sound, and was actually broken by the big guy.

"It's okay to hit people, but it's not okay to curse them." The big guy also got angry. He bumped his shoulder and knocked the boy with the severed hand away.

When the other five or six young men saw it, they were unwilling to give up. Taking advantage of the strength of the crowd, one of them hugged the big man with his backhand, and the others made a sneak attack and hit the big man in the abdomen.

Unexpectedly, when this punch came down, the boy was like hitting a thick wall, screaming in agony.

It turned out that the muscles of this big man were as if they were made of steel. With a punch, those boys did not hurt anyone, but instead hurt themselves.

The big man roared angrily, and a fierce beast-like momentum burst out from his body, throwing the boy behind him out.

In just a few hours of rendezvous, the six or seven servants of the Hou Mansion were either lying on the ground wailing, or had broken arms and legs, but none of them could stand up properly.

"We'll see, if you offend the people in the Marquis Mansion, you can't survive in the Xia Capital." The boys supported each other and escaped from the slave market as if they were running for their lives.

This kid, who really didn't show his real face, actually beat the servant of the Weiwu Hou Mansion with three punches and two kicks until he fled.

This made the people nearby who had been bullied by the servants of the four noble houses suddenly feel relieved, and there were bursts of cheers from the crowd.

"I can't tell. This kid is either born with a durable physique, or he has amazing strength." Lan Cai'er was also dumbfounded. She originally thought that this big guy was going to be unlucky today, but she thought that this guy was going to be unlucky today.

I can't stand it for a few times.

"Sister, you made a mistake this time." Ye Lingyue's eyes flickered.

She took out a silver ingot, walked up to the big man, and placed it on his tray.

That silver ingot weighs at least twelve ounces.

The big man was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Ye Lingyue. When he found that the person who gave the money was a very beautiful lady, his dirty face turned red for a while.

"I can't accept your money." The big man scratched his head.

Looking closer, Ye Lingyue felt more and more that this big guy was tall, and Ye Lingyue only reached his chest. Moreover, his physique was very strong, with bulging tendons all over his body.

Ye Lingyue's thighs are not as thick as the big man's arms.

No wonder the young men of Marquis Weiwu had their hands broken and were so painful that they cried for their fathers and mothers.

"Why can't you accept it?" Ye Lingyue smiled amusedly, her eyes curved, making her look even more pretty and charming.

"My hands will hurt." The big man pointed at the card, then counted it with his fingers: "One punch costs ten cents, and you can hit one tael at will. When you have no strength, you have to rest. Ten taels of silver will last you a lifetime.

My hands will hurt."

The big man had a frown on his face. Although he didn't have a bright mind, seeing Ye Lingyue's tender body, he was afraid that his rough skin would hurt the eldest lady's hand.

Emotional guy thought that the silver reward given by Ye Lingyue was to beat him for the rest of his life.

"Haha, it's so funny. I thought you were not very smart, but I didn't expect that you would know how to care for a beautiful woman when you see her." Lan Caier laughed so hard that she almost burst into tears.

"I won't hit you, what's your name?" Ye Lingyue motioned to Lan Cai'er to stop making trouble.

"Yan Che, seventeen years old." The big man's accent was mixed with a harsh accent.

"Yan Che, I want you to be my bodyguard. These ten taels of silver are your first month's salary." Ye Lingyue quite liked this big, silly guy.

What the foster mother said was right. Since she wanted to establish herself in the Xia Capital, she had to adapt to the rules of the Xia Capital.

Now that she is the second young lady of the general's mansion, she should have a few trustworthy people around her.

"Ling Yue, you're planning to let him be your personal bodyguard, but that's not possible." Lan Cai'er, who was still smiling shamelessly on the sidelines, was the first to refuse to agree when she heard that Ling Yue wanted to hire Yan Che.

Although this kid is strong and strong, he looks like he has never learned martial arts. To protect Ling Yue, he will probably have to use his brute strength.

You know, this is the capital of Xia. If the wind blows off a tile, it can kill several innate masters.

"Ling Yue, you really want to buy this boy. He looks dull, and he's not from Xia." Lan Cai'er feels that when looking for a domestic slave, you must find someone smarter. This boy named Yan Che, although he is tall and powerful,

Yes, but I always felt like I was dull.

Ye Lingyue was also observing Yan Che. His nose was as sharp as a knife, very high, and his eyes were blue. He was obviously not from Daxia.

He should be a Central Plains person who fled from the Central Plains area. The people there either practice evil arts or are barbarians who are difficult to train.

"He has a pair of very clean eyes." Ye Lingyue believed in his own eyesight.

"That's not possible. You know people but don't know their hearts. Unless this kid can beat me, I won't agree to let him be your bodyguard." Lan Cai'er refused to nod. She thought that Yan Che would never be able to do that.

is her opponent.
Chapter completed!