The tall man then rushed to the drugstore and grabbed a pair of medicine. The doctor sitting in the hall said that if the old medicine didn't work, he should take a new prescription for ten days and see.
The new prescription was more expensive and he didn't have enough money, but he could only nod and say yes.
There was a butcher's shop ahead, and he didn't want to get close, so he took a long detour home.
There were scoldings as soon as he entered the alley. Mr. Hong turned his head and saw that the neighbor at the entrance of the alley was crying sadly with his child in his arms. The few pieces of furniture in the yard were lying around, as if they had just been turned over.
Could it be? He felt nervous and strode home.
Along the way, the cries and scoldings of neighbors could be heard all the time.
Mr. Hong rushed home in three steps. As soon as he opened the door, he saw that the bench in the yard had fallen over, the bundles of firewood piled in the corner were gone, and the door of the house was open.
He ran into the house and saw his wife and quilt rolled on the floor, everything in the house had been turned upside down, and even the bricks in the corners had been pried open——
He hid some emergency money in it, but it's gone now.
"Are you okay?" He carried his paralyzed wife to the wooden bed. "Who dares to come in and steal things?" When he asked this question, he felt quite clear.
His wife’s lips were all white, and she grabbed his arm tightly, but she still said fluently: “The officers and soldiers came in to grab food, and they asked us to return the food. I said I didn’t take the food, but they grabbed everything!”
She was a weak woman who couldn't move. Suddenly, a few big men broke into her house, rummaged around, and threw her to the ground. She didn't faint from fright or burst into tears, she was already very strong.
Mr. Hong pursed his lips into a straight line.
Yes, the three boys who were beheaded had stolen military rations and distributed them to the villagers at night, thinking that they were thieves helping the poor.
Innocent!
Now that they have been caught and beheaded, the military rations distributed to the town have become the best excuse for the officers and soldiers to go door to door to grab food!
You can also touch the military rations? Bring it to you!
The food stored in Mr. Hong's house was divided into two parts, half in the kitchen and half under the bed. Now it is gone. In addition, even a small amount of the things that can be sold at a high price were looted by the officers and soldiers.
, such as the bundle of firewood in the courtyard.
There is no place to complain if you suffer.
Although his heart was blocked, he still comforted his wife in a low voice: "It's okay. There is nothing valuable at home, and they can't take anything away. By the way, I got my salary today, so I'm going to cook some porridge for you."
"
The wife chuckled, a forced smile: "Where did the porridge come from?"
After Mr. Hong said this, his face fell.
The rice has been taken away, where is the porridge?
Drinking from the northwest wind is almost the same.
A wave of anger rose from the bottom of my heart. In the past...when I was so energetic, where had I ever experienced such grievances?
The corners of his wife's eyes were a little red, but she refrained from crying. Instead, she comforted him and said, "I'm not hungry. Please rest for a while and calm down. Even if the officers and soldiers don't come to rob, the old woman next door will come to steal things."
Mr. Hong couldn't help but feel sad when he saw her skinny face and forced smile. In the past, he was determined to give her a good life.
But she never enjoyed a few days of happiness from beginning to end.
Mr. Hong first fed her some water, and was just thinking of going outside to get some food when he came back. There was a bang, the half-open courtyard door was violently thrown open, and noisy footsteps sounded outside.
As soon as he wrapped his wife in a quilt, he saw three guards walking in from outside, looking at him up and down: "Are you Hong Chenglue?"
Hong Chenglue stood up slowly: "What can you do with the three officers?"
The guard in front tilted his head to the two colleagues: "Take them away!"
The two of them grabbed the chains in their hands and shook them, before moving forward to lock him up. Hong's wife was shocked, and Hong Chenglue waved his hand: "Wait a minute, first explain clearly what kind of crime I have committed!"
"The superiors just found out that your naturalization application was forged!" the officer sneered, "When do you need me to say more now? If you follow us wisely, you will suffer less!"
Dayuan prohibits the free movement of civilians. If you want to naturalize and live elsewhere, you need a document from your place of origin to prove your consent, which is called "inspection." Now the war has started in the north, Xiazhou has become a war zone, and the state government has ordered a strict investigation and careful investigation of spies.
, we must start with the account books first.
At this juncture, if Hong Chenglue's citation was found to be false, what would be the outcome?
Based on his understanding of the local government's behavior, if he was really locked up, being sent to a prison cell and doing hard labor would be an easy punishment. The most likely scenario would be to be captured and join the army.
A few days ago, Bailu Town posted a recruitment order from the state capital. Each township was to send 500 soldiers to Dunyu for unified training of the state army.
The salary given in the notice was quite high. Hong Chenglue was a little tempted at the time, but when he thought that his wife was ill in bed and had no one to take care of him, he gave up the idea. What's more, are there many examples of Haotian township officials not keeping their word? Salary
After being distributed, how many of them will actually fall into the hands of military families?
But if he is taken away by the guards now, he will probably be sent to the army directly, and he will not be able to get a big salary.
Hong Chenglue's face was expressionless: "My wife has been ill for many years and cannot be separated from her. The servants are doing their best and just pretend they haven't caught me."
Hey, hey hey, the tiger has fallen into the sky. He moved his right hand and made a few noises.
Among the three officers, one looked at the disciples in front of him with a look of unbearable expression on his face, but the other two remained indifferent: "These days, who doesn't have something to hide? Let's go, don't leave any mark!"
As soon as the chain clicked, it was put around Hong Chenglue's neck.
The police officers use it to capture people all year round, and they are as skilled as the herdsmen in roping horses. With just one set and one lock, it is difficult for the suspect to break free.
But Hong Cheng stretched out his hand and somehow grabbed the chain and pulled it back.
The officer couldn't stand, and he was pulled over with his chain attached. The man was as easy as catching a chicken. Before he could react, Hong Chenglue's fingers were like eagle talons, and he pressed lightly on his neck.
Click, the Adam's apple was broken.
Another officer subconsciously drew his knife and was about to shout when Hong Chenglue threw out the chain and pulled him close. At this time, it was too late to call for help. The chain tightened around his neck, and his cervical vertebrae became more and more painful...
There was a soft click and the cervical vertebrae were broken.
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.But the thin and tall man in front of me...
It wasn't until Hong Chenglue glanced at him that he realized what he was doing, turned around and fled.
Hong Cheng hesitated slightly, not wanting to deal with him.
However, the officer had just escaped into the yard when he suddenly flew back, danced and danced and hit the foot of the bed with a bang, causing his head to explode.
There was not a single cry from the beginning to the end.
Seeing the red and white things overflowing all over the floor, Hong Cheng slightly frowned and took two steps back to block the door.
Suddenly someone knocked on the door of the courtyard: "Is Mr. Hong at home?"
The courtyard door was open, and this person knocking on the door at this time was both polite and strange.
"Who?" Mr. Hong walked out and saw that the man was in his forties, with a round face and a round nose. He looked like he was friendly and could make money. He was carrying a baggage behind him and looked like a traveling businessman.
But it was such a person who threw the official back and beat him to death.
He closed the door with his backhand, bowed to Hong Cheng slightly, and then said solemnly: "My name is Wu Qing. I was entrusted by another Master Hong before his death to hand over the relics to you!"
Hong Chenglue narrowed his eyes: "Another... Mr. Hong?"
"He is your biological brother, but his name is taboo, so I won't mention it. This is what he handed over to you." Wu Qing took off the baggage behind him and presented it with both hands.
Hong Chenglue opened the bag and saw that there were not many things inside, only a thin leather box, a dozen talismans, a folding fan, and a letter sealed with lacquer.
The talisman on the talisman looks familiar, and it was indeed made by my brother.
He opened the box first, and inside were ten folded banknotes, with different denominations, but any one of them was enough for him to escape from poverty and be promoted to a well-off level with land and a house. There were also a few black crystals in the box, with different colors.
From dark green to reddish.
This is the aggregation of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, a treasure that even money cannot buy. Even the new manager of Xiazhou who has just arrived has no family wealth as good as these mysterious crystals.
But Hong Chenglue turned them aside without looking at them, because there was also a toad carved from wood pressed on the bank note, which was a little bigger than the belly of a finger. His knife skills were exquisite, and even the small bumps on the toad's back were carved.
came out.
He stretched out his index finger to pick up the wood carving and looked at it for a while, seemingly in a trance.
Wu Qing didn't bother him.
Hong Chenglue closed the box after seeing enough.
The wife in the inner room hadn’t heard anything for a long time and was a little worried: “Hong Lang?”
"Here." He responded, "My brother asked someone to bring some things over, please wait a moment."
There was no words in the inner room.
Hong Chenglue then picked up the letter, broke the paint seal, and spread it out in the yard.
The handwriting on it was very familiar. It was indeed written by his brother whom he had not seen for a long time. Moreover, the letter was written in code words that only his two brothers could understand.
When he first read the letter, he had mixed feelings in his heart. After all, the last time they met was ten years ago, but now he could only "see the words as the face", and the world and the person were forever separated. But the more he read, the more unstable his emotions became.
The signature on the last page of the stationery can be analyzed in two words using code words:
forward!
And a toad was drawn with cinnabar next to the name, which was lifelike.
Hong Chenglue still remembers that when he was a child, his brother took him to play by the river. He liked to catch dragonflies and shrimps the most, but his hands were clumsy and he could only catch toads in the end...
"You still say that you are following destiny? Hey!" He chuckled and sighed deeply: "Do you know the content of the letter?"
Wu Qing shook his head: "Only you in the world know."
"My brother is dead, who is your master now?"
Wu Qing bowed his arms to the end and did not dare to straighten up.
Hong Chenglue's eyes turned sharply: "What does this mean?"
"Before I tell the truth, please spare my life, Mr. Hong."
Hong Chenglue didn't get angry but smiled: "Okay, okay, tell me."
"I came from the north and was ordered to serve Master Hong for three years."
Hong Chenglue from the north looked at him more carefully: "Are you Nian Zanli's subordinate?"
Wu Qing shook his head, and his expression was actually a bit arrogant: "The New Year's Praise is nothing, it's just a minor role!"