Shi Su sat on his horse and stared at the village on the other side of the river.
His eyes are not big, but they are very bright, like a falcon. He usually smiles well, but if he becomes gloomy, many people will be frightened.
The men on both sides were shouting loudly, and their swords were slapping against the iron shield hanging in front of the saddle.
The men at the head of the village were also shouting, but the nervous look on their hands holding spears and machetes made Shi Su laugh out loud.
"Look at those people," Shi Su pointed at them with his whip, laughing, "They still want to fight us like this!"
"Fight! Fight!" the horse thieves shouted with laughter.
But I can't fight today.
Shi Su smiled even more when he saw his subordinates shouting like this and the group of people being so scared.
This village is difficult to navigate. Apart from these protective fences, there are many entrances inside.
What's even more annoying is that before that, he sent someone here to inquire, and overheard that the woman in this village planned to kill everyone.
Once the men in the front village couldn't bear it any longer, they burned the food, clothing, and food in the back, and then took poison.
If we don't have those supplies, why bother attacking this village?
Of course, killing and conquering are sometimes a pleasure, but this pleasure must be based on being 100% sure of victory.
They have suffered a lot of losses here.
"Let's go."
Seeing that these men were shouting more and more fiercely, Shi Su pulled the reins of his horse and said, "We'll see in a few days."
A second master drove his horse forward: "Master, you just left like this? It's been a long time."
Shi Su didn't say anything, but already drove his horse forward.
His deepest intention was to fight together with several other horse thieves gangs, so that their losses would be less. Although the things they would receive might not be much, it would be better than nothing.
Fight quickly, put out the women before they even start the fire. Then he will lead people to take a shortcut, first come, first served.
When the men saw him leaving, they all felt that their interest was waning, but they still took the reins of their horses and turned around to follow.
Xia Zhaoyi walked back with the women.
Some families with big businesses have several people working hard to push a cart, and some have four or five large boxes stacked on the cart.
There is a vast field in the back mountain, full of crops. It is summer and the fields are lush and green.
They passed through the streets, and the paths beside the road were covered with wild coneflower grass, which was dyed by the sunset and swayed in large groups in the wind.
Looking horizontally and vertically, this village should look like a fairyland.
Sizhu supported Zhao Yan and walked behind. She saw the familiar figure of the girl in front of her. She remembered the smell of medicine in the inn, so she called out: "Hey, girl."
Xia Zhaoyi turned around.
Sizhu waved to her: "Help me support my young lady. You are staying in that inn with us. We are on the same road."
Xia Zhaoyi looked at Zhao Yan, who was dressed in women's clothing next to her, and said, "She looks good and can still walk. Why should I help her?"
Sizhu was annoyed: "You're just here to help, why don't you want to do it?"
Xia Zhaoyi didn't like to get close to others, so he handed the tree stick in his hand to Zhao Yan: "Then I'll give this to you, do you want it?"
Sizhu looked at the broken tree stick she handed over, stepped forward, snatched it and threw it to the ground: "Who wants this broken thing like you!"
"If you don't want to help me, I won't help you. I'm not familiar with her either." Zhao Yan pulled Sizhu.
"But the medicine she took was so strong that she felt uncomfortable riding in the car."
Sizhu walked back angrily, helped Zhao Yan and continued forward.
Xia Zhaoyi went to the rice field and picked up the tree stick she had just thrown down. She took out a handkerchief and wiped the mud stains on it. She quickly caught up with him and blocked the way of the master and servant.
"I bought this handkerchief for a penny each. Give me this penny." Xia Zhaoyi stretched out his hand to the little maid and said calmly.
The master and the servant looked at this little girl who was only about his own shoulders. She was dressed in rough cheap cloth and had a lot of black spots on her face. Apart from being clean and having bright eyes, she looked like a poor girl from beginning to end.
Sizhu raised her hand and patted it away: "Give me whatever you want!"
Without being photographed, the girl's hand quickly moved to the side and then stretched out to her: "Give me a penny."
"Are you blackmailing someone? Is there something wrong with your brain?" Sizhu was furious.
"I don't care about this penny, but I just can't bear to bully others." Xia Zhaoyi handed over some, "Give it quickly."
Just like on the mountain, she didn't want to take Liu Sanniang's life, but thinking that the little Ah Li in her body was tortured to death by Liu Sanniang, she asked Zhao Ning not to close the stone gate.
If Xia Zhaoyi were here today, how could this little maid dare to be so arrogant?
But what's here now is just a little girl.
It's not enough to survive in troubled times, and it's not enough to be bullied by horse thieves, and you have to be bullied here again.
Xia Zhaoyi was thrown something, it might not be important, it was just a broken tree stick and a small handkerchief.
But the girl was all alone, and the broken tree stick was the only thing she could rely on!
Sizhu looked at this little girl. She didn't know why, but she felt embarrassed on her face when she looked at her like this.
Not to mention, some women and girls nearby stopped and looked at them.
"Here, what are you giving?" Sizhu stretched his neck and wanted to scream out, but felt that he was not confident enough, "You just want to blackmail me!"
"If you don't give me, don't even think about leaving." Xia Zhaoyi looked at her steadily and raised his hand high in front of her.
Sizhu was a little timid and shouted: "Here, give, give! Just give it to you, it's just one penny!"
As he spoke, he touched his small purse.
Zhao Yan held her down and said, "What are you giving me? Are you really giving me this?"
"But Miss..."
"You know you're blackmailing someone and you're giving her back, are you stupid?" Zhao Yan pulled Sizhu to the side, "I really think this lady is easy to mess with, so I won't give it to you."
After bypassing Xia Zhaoyi, they walked forward.
Xia Zhaoyi turned around and looked at them.
Zhao Yan turned around and rolled her eyes: "Let's see, what can she do to us? Don't even think about leaving before we give her. Aren't we leaving? Why are you afraid of such a yellow-haired little girl?"
Sizhu shook his head, his face and neck still red.
The way the girl spoke and her expression just now seemed to be coming from an invisible force.
She suddenly remembered what the eldest lady had told her before going out, to restrain her temper outside and not be as coquettish as she was at home.
She has also restrained herself, really restrained herself.
Zhao Yan's voice was not low, and she deliberately spoke it to this girl.
Xia Zhaoyi heard it all.
She really couldn't do anything to them.
Are they dragged to a corner, covered with sacks, beaten and beaten just because of a piece of veil or a tree stick?
She is not so cruel yet.
Xia Zhaoyi looked at the tree stick in his hand, clenched it tighter, and walked forward.
There was laughter from someone nearby.
"The little beggar wants to blackmail someone," a girl said with a smile.
"Don't talk nonsense." The woman on the side scolded her.
"Look, he really is a little beggar." Another girl said.
"That's right, you want money so fiercely." The girl from before pouted.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" the older woman scolded again.
Xia Zhaoyi acted as if he hadn't heard anything and walked towards the village with unhurried steps.
