Chapter 111: Do less wicked things in the next life
The county seat was in sight, and the two of them found a deserted place. Fei Jingting waved his hand and put the three-wheeled motorcycle into the space. It was estimated that it was still two or three miles away from the county seat, so Fei Jingting then
He took out his bicycle and carried the little girl Fu Yunzhao along the bumpy dirt road towards the city gate.
It was already the beginning of summer, and it was rare to catch a sunny day during the rainy season. Amidst the bumps, the bicycle jingled and jingled, and we arrived at the city gate in the blink of an eye.
Lin'an County is not a big town. At the gate of the city, people carrying bags, carrying poles, pushing wheelbarrows, and carriages from wealthy families lined up a hundred or ten meters away.
Fei Jingting looked up and saw a group of Beiyang soldiers at the gate of the city, rummaging through the bags and checking the luggage of the people entering the city one by one.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?" Fei Jingting muttered casually.
The old man on the side said in an Anhui dialect: "What's the matter? It's just a way to collect exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes."
Oh, it turns out they collect city tax.
Fei Jingting heard someone say in Shanghai that now the entire Zhejiang region belongs to the governor Lu Yongxiang. This Lu Yongxiang has the 10th Division of the Beiyang Army at his disposal, occupying the Zhejiang region, and such a sacred land in Shanghai, it really costs money
If you have money, you need a gun.
Now, Lu Yongxiang has been promoted to the governor of a province, and he still controls the 10th Division, but his strength is different. Don't underestimate the number of a division. Having one division these days is already very powerful, but it is not as bad as the bald head and messy hair later.
Number, that means there are as many division commanders as dogs and army commanders everywhere.
The teacher commander these days is a prince.
When the former Qing Dynasty fell, there were a total of sixteen divisions of Beiyang soldiers in the world. Later, when Lao Yuan came to power, the number was expanded, and now there are only twenty-eight divisions.
And Lu Yongxiang was not short of money. Although his 10th Division only had the designation of one division, there were many mixed brigades that resembled trumpet divisions.
In Lin'an, a battalion of Beiyang soldiers was stationed, not only to suppress the local area, but also to collect money.
Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao waited in line honestly, and after a while, the two of them arrived at the city gate. The city entrance tax is not much, five coppers per person. If you bring something, an additional transaction tax will be levied.
When the leading Beiyang soldier saw the two men pushing bicycles with empty hands, he immediately said nothing and reached out to take the ten copper coins, waving his hand to let them go.
"Wait a minute!"
Just at this time, the young officer who was sunbathing on the recliner beside him spoke up. The man had a raised eyebrow and triangular eyes. He stood up and yawned loudly. He was only a little taller than Fu Yunzhao.
Fei Jingting looked at the man's attire and thought he was a platoon leader.
The officer stood up and walked over with square steps. He looked Fu Yunzhao up and down, opened his mouth and smiled with big yellow teeth: "Hey, this little girl is so pretty, where did she come from?"
Fu Yunzhao glanced at him: "Countryside."
"How can a country girl be so beautiful? Hey, what's your last name?"
"The surname is O."
"O? This surname is not common. What is your name?"
"Where do you get your name from a country person? My parents all call me Xiaoyu."
"Oh, little girl... my little girl? Hey, are you scolding me?" The platoon leader was very happy.
Seven or eight Beiyang soldiers around him burst into laughter.
One said: "Platoon Commander Wang, go back and ask your father where he found a girl for you."
Another said: "I think Platoon Commander Wang simply recognized her and kissed her, so she doesn't need to be weaned."
"Hahaha……"
Platoon leader Wang was not angry, and circled Fei Jingting and Fu Yunzhao with their hands behind their backs. After walking around for a while, he stopped and said, "Little girl, if you really fall under the eyes of our young marshal, don't even admit it." You can be a little girl or a grandma. Brothers, isn't that right?"
"Platoon Commander Wang, stop talking nonsense. The young marshal happens to be in Qiantang. Wouldn't it be over after he is tied up and sent over?"
"Hehe, maybe this time everyone will benefit from following Platoon Leader Wang."
Marshal? Marshal Zhang should be still outside the customs at the moment, and it is impossible to come here, right?
This was due to Fei Jingting's ignorance. This young marshal was none other than Lu Yongxiang's son. His name was Lu Xiaojia, and he was one of the famous Four Young Masters of the Republic of China.
If it weren't for his father, Lu Yongxiang, who has a good eye and a weak hand, and plays all the good cards to pieces, his status might still be above that of Marshal Zhang.
Mr. Lu doesn't have much ambition. He only cares about money and women. His subordinates like him and want to follow Mr. Lu's route. Naturally, they go around looking for beautiful girls and send them to Mr. Lu.
Platoon Leader Wang's immediate superior was originally a company commander, but he was promoted to battalion commander by sending a servant to Mr. Lu.
Platoon leader Wang, who was familiar with his superior's success story, was naturally jealous. He had been guarding the Lin'an city gate for several months and had so easily encountered a beauty like Fu Yunzhao. How could he give up so easily?
He immediately stopped and persuaded with a smile: "Little girl, if I don't say anything else, as long as you follow our young master, from now on you will be popular, drink hot food, wear gold and silver, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth. What's going on? ?Shall I send you to see our young master?"
Fei Jingting was bored and wanted to teach him a lesson, but Fu Yunzhao got into trouble and stopped Fei Jingting's hand to interrupt the magic trick he was holding. He said with a smile: "That's really unlucky. I wanted to see that thing." Young Master, my future husband is right here, how do you think I can get there?"
Platoon leader Wang raised his eyes and glanced at Fei Jingting, and said: "He's just a pretty boy. Even if there are a few bad guys in the family, can he compare to our young master? Pretty boy, if you know what you're like, get out of here. Don't get in the way and cause trouble." What a shame, I'll make your whole family walk around without food."
Fei Jingting smiled calmly and said, "Okay, then I'll leave."
After saying that, Fei Jingting didn't stop at all, and Shi Shiran entered the city.
Platoon leader Wang thought he would have to waste a lot of time, but he never imagined that Fei Jingting was so easy to talk to. He immediately raised his thumb and said, "See? This is the way to understand the current situation." He ordered two Beiyang soldiers: "You two, follow me. I sent this little girl to Qiantang, and the others have guarded the city gates for me. If the money collected is less, don’t blame me for turning my back on others!"
After the explanation, Platoon Leader Wang and two Beiyang soldiers escorted Fu Yunzhao through the streets and alleys, rented a slide pole, and in a blink of an eye, they left the west gate of the county and headed straight for Qiantang.
On the way, Platoon Leader Wang chattered and talked a lot of nonsense. The purpose behind his words was to make Fu Yunzhao remember how good he was. As a concubine, don’t forget to give him a blow and give him Platoon Leader Wang a good promotion.
Fu Yunzhao acted like an aunt, sitting on the sliding pole and eating fruits and snacks. After Platoon Leader Wang finished nagging, he said: "I remember, you are Platoon Leader Wang. Platoon Leader Wang, this kind of immoral thing Son...you usually do less, right?"
Before Platoon Leader Wang could speak, a leading soldier said: "Platoon Leader Wang is very powerful. When the party was causing chaos, Platoon Leader Wang and his men arrested a family of rebels. They killed all the men and divided the women among them." The brothers enjoyed it, and the commotion lasted for a month before the two female gangsters gave up. Hey, platoon leader, when do you want to cause trouble again?"
Another Beiyang soldier replied: "Where do so many good things come from? Don't think about it, just give it away as soon as possible."
Fu Yunzhao nodded and said: "I see, it seems that the three of you are not good people."
Platoon leader Wang sneered and said: "How new is it? A good man should not be a soldier, and a good man should not twist nails. What good man is willing to be a soldier these days?"
"That makes sense, then I won't be killing innocent people indiscriminately."
Platoon leader Wang paused, turned around and asked, "What do you mean..."
Before the last word was uttered, Fu Yunzhao flicked his finger. Platoon Commander Wang felt a chill on his neck and reached out to touch, but found nothing.
Not only Platoon Leader Wang, but also the two Beiyang soldiers felt a chill in their necks. At first, the three of them felt nothing. After a while, they only felt itchy and numb all over their bodies.
"It's itchy...hiss, it's so itchy!"
The three people stopped rushing and scratched one after another. But it didn't matter if they didn't scratch. As soon as they scratched, the itching became more and more painful. In the blink of an eye, Platoon Leader Wang and the two Beiyang soldiers scratched their skin, and their faces were dripping with blood.
It wasn't over yet. The three of them tore off their clothes and scratched all over their bodies. Within a short time, their skin and flesh were torn apart.
The two bearers carrying the sliding pole were so frightened that they did not dare to speak. Seeing dense insects crawling out from among the tumbling flesh and blood, the two bearers screamed in fright, threw away the sliding pole and ran away.
Fu Yunzhao somersaulted down and stood on the ground. He patted the food crumbs that fell on his clothes and said to the half-dead three people: "Remember, don't do such unethical things in the next life... Tsk, is there a next life?
He still said, "That's it, you deserve your misfortune."
The little girl turned around and walked towards Lin'an, paying no attention to the three Beiyang soldiers who were exhaling more air than inhaling it.
In just over twenty minutes, Fu Yunzhao, who had changed his appearance, found Fei Jingting who was taking measurements in the cloth shop.
"Brother Jingting." The little girl called out sweetly and jumped over.
"Eh? Don't make trouble, don't make trouble. How old are you, why are you still so reckless?" After a pause, Fei Jingting asked: "Is it solved?"
The little girl nodded: "Those three people have done all the bad things, and I will do justice for God."
"Oh, you didn't leave any tail, did you?"
"Two bearers escaped, but they won't be coming to Lin'an anymore anyway. Even if they knew it was me, where would they find them?"
"Oh, that's okay."
Fei Jingting didn't care. After spending several months together day and night, Fei Jingting was familiar with Fu Yunzhao's temperament. This girl seemed crazy, but in fact she had a sense of control. If Fu Yunzhao believed that this person deserved to die, it meant that this person must have a reason to die.
Fei Jingting was still a little worried about whether excessive killing would affect Fu Yunzhao's path to Taoism, but seeing Fu Yunzhao's nonchalant look, he knew that he was overthinking it.
Well, maybe a heartless temperament is more suitable for practicing Taoism.
After taking measurements in the cloth shop, Fei Jingting was pestered by Fu Yunzhao to go to a restaurant. Lin'an County is not a big city, and the most prosperous streets are only two streets, so the two of them found a restaurant on the street.
Just as I sat down next to the window on the second floor, I heard loud noises on the street.
Some people shouted: "Zhenren Li has appeared as a saint. Everyone, go and have a look outside the west gate~"