The cold moon seeped into the mud like water, forming a faint light in the corner of the cellar. Miao Bao, who was hanging above the cellar, opened his eyes as if sensing it, and hope began to well up in his heart again.
Being able to ventilate here means that there is no sound. If you shout, you might be able to be saved.
He raised his head and looked up. The ropes hanging and binding his arms were as thick as a child's arms. They couldn't be broken for a while. If he called for help and attracted thieves, he would still be unable to save himself without the ability to protect himself.
"Those who are capable of using swords and guns will fight with the uncle."
Miao Bao cursed and recalled the scene during the day in his mind.
He left the city with three carriages and the attendants. On the official road, he met an old man who had fainted. He saw that it was impossible not to save him. The old man was lying on his side, and the carriage would not be able to get through unless he rescued him.
He just squatted down to check the old man's condition, and the old man covered his mouth and nose. God knows, his clenched hands were full of drugs. Miao Bao fell down and woke up in this place.
I wonder if the others ran home?
Judging from the sky, it was night, but I didn't know whether it was dusk or early morning. The eldest girl went out in the morning. How could she survive this day without her own tea bowl or even her own carriage to rest?
Miao Bao, who had been hanging here for nearly a day, looked tired and worried, but not afraid. When the housekeeper of the nursing home who was trusted by Yu Cun woke up, all he could think about was what to do with the girl Yu Wuluo.
No.
Just take the time to save yourself.
Miao Bao once again looked carefully at the rope hanging his arm, squinting his eyes and thinking hard about how to free himself.
When there is a sound in the distance, if you can hear it clearly, you can determine where you are. If you are still on the boundary of Yucheng, Miao Bao can always find someone willing to help you under the reputation of the Yu family.
He gave up dealing with the rope for the moment and listened.
Suddenly blurted out: "Master!"
On the ground, the light of the torches seemed to burn a big hole in the night. About a hundred people holding torches came over surrounded by Yu Cun.
As Yu Cun walked, he kept yelling: "Zhou Baiwen, get out of here and see me, get out of here!"
The usually gentle old master was so angry that he cursed loudly, and his usual neat appearance was no longer there. He had a bare head, his blue muslin coat had obvious wrinkles, and his expression was filled with anger.
"Zhou Baiwen, Zhou Baiwen, Zhou Baiwen bitch!"
A few people hurriedly walked out of the simple farmhouse. The young man leading the charge showed horror in his smile, as if he was asking how he found this place. He was one of the people sent by Zhang Lin, the great scholar in Beijing, to persuade Yu Cun to express his loyalty to Lei Fengqi.
Bit.
Just as Mao Liang was living in the Yu family and talking about loyalty with the Yu family every day, his deputy Zhou Baiwen was sometimes in the city and sometimes outside the city, chatting with the squires in Yucheng.
Zhou Baiwen smiled and laughed: "Master Yu, are you looking for me?"
Yu Cun gave a heavy grunt and handed the torch to the person next to him. The Yin Vulture watched Zhou Baiwen getting closer and closer to him step by step. He jumped forward and grabbed the collar of Zhou Baiwen's clothes with both hands.
His head hit Zhou Baiwen's face.
"Crack!" There was a crisp sound.
Severe pain spread across Zhou Baiwen's face, and the pain and panic made him scream repeatedly: "My nose is broken, come here quickly, Yu Cun is going to kill someone,"
...
In the cellar, Miao Bao couldn't help laughing, and was shocked: "The master can actually use violence?" Then he thought about it, it's not surprising for a big girl.
...
Yu Cun's head hit his own forehead and he was in pain. Then he thought that Zhou Baiwen couldn't escape because of the many people he had brought with him. He continued to hold Zhou Baiwen's collar with one hand, and freed up his other hand to shoot left and right.
Fan it on Zhou Baiwen's cheek.
"Call you bad!"
"Give me back my people!"
"You bastard is a third-rate man!"
Thinking about the fact that his granddaughter had to complete the tasks assigned by her grandfather before Miao Bao, and she traveled thirty miles alone to Fan's house to deliver the letter, Yu Cun became so angry that he kept cursing.
Thinking again about the return of the peach blossom horse, the granddaughter has not come back yet. Apparently she thought that delivering the letter to the Fan family was a success, so she continued to understand her grandfather's plight and drove a hundred miles to the Cui family.
She, she, she, a girl has shouldered a burden that she should not bear, all thanks to these bastards sent by Zhang Lin.
Yu Cun was so filled with hatred that Zhou Baiwen's face was bleeding and he didn't express his hatred. He spit it out in one gulp, as this was how he could humiliate a scoundrel.
"spit!"
Pause.
"I spat!"
Miao Bao was helped out. Regardless of the stiffness of his body, he lay on the ground and made a loud noise. He cried bitterly and apologized: "Master, it's all my fault that I fell into the villain's trap. I didn't complete what you told me."
matter."
Yu Cun calmed down instantly. His granddaughter was still outside. Venting out his anger was not that important compared to his granddaughter.
Looking at Zhou Baiwen angrily, he snorted heavily from his nose.
Mao Liang, Zhou Baiwen and this gang of thieves are so audacious that they dared to detain their own people on the border of Yucheng. This is because they have no strategy. You must know that Yucheng is the territory of the Yu family, and Yu Cun suspected that Miao Bao was blocked.
After seizing it, they mobilized the Li Zheng of the streets in the city and the village chiefs of the villages outside the city to quickly find Miao Bao.
The most urgent task is to send Miao Bao to follow his granddaughter.
"Miao, get up, I'm going to ask you to take your aunt back to Ning, so hurry up and go." Yu Cun said in a deep voice.
Miao Bao and his master and servant have been masters and servants for many years, so they understand it immediately and said hurriedly: "Yes, yes, I will go right away. Will the carriage and mother and girls still go?"
Yu Cun rubbed his dizzy head, yes, that bitch Zhou Baiwen also held his granddaughter’s carriage and his followers. Wait a minute... Some of the three carriages were put in by himself, and most of them were put in by his granddaughter.
Mother Xue, the wet nurse, has put it in with her own hands since she was a child. They are all things that the granddaughter has used in her daily life. Can the items in the boudoir be used by outsiders if they get their hands on them?
This was really a great shame and humiliation. Yu Cun was so angry that he ordered to look for the carriage and his mother and girls. After saying this, he grabbed a torch and waited there.
His ferocious gaze made Zhou Baiwen tremble. He pushed the attendant who was checking his injuries randomly, and said urgently in a trembling voice: "Please come and take charge, Mr. Mao Liang. I am no match for the Yu family. The bridge of my nose is really broken."
There’s…and a doctor!”
The fire that shot up into the sky interrupted his screams. Zhou Baiwen stared blankly as Yu Cun lit the carriages one by one. He forgot the pain for a moment. The official from a poor family knew how much the things in the three carriages were worth. In an instant, except for those who were beaten,
In addition to the anger of being hurt, Zhou Baiwen also added the anger of hating the rich.
Can something worth several thousand taels of silver be burned just as it is said to be burned?
He reluctantly ordered to follow again: "Master Mao, please be careful about Yu Cun. His move is to demonstrate to us that the Yu family is rich and powerful, and does not take the wealth promised by Academician Zhang Lin in his eyes!"
Unprepared, Yu Cun glanced at him with another stern look. Zhou Baiwen's limbs suddenly froze in shock, and he couldn't help but squeeze out a dry smile on his face.
At present, he still can't afford to offend Yu Cun.
"Hiss, it hurts."
If the bridge of the nose is broken, no matter how you look, it will cause damage to the injured area.