Cha Shuo would get up before dawn every day and lead the people in the village to practice.
Today I was asked by Bai Mu's mother to go to the city to buy some things, and I came out of the village early. This is how shopping in the village is, so I buy everything when there are few people, so as not to be looked at and pointed at.
Along the way to the city, he saw people from the government office coming and going. As he approached Fengxia Village, he heard the villagers talking about bandits coming to the village at night, and the bandits even killed the son of the village leader.
Cha Shuo immediately thought of the sixteen relocated households.
All the members of the main family in Fengxia Village died, and the relocated people must also have been harmed.
He rode horseback to the outside of the village and saw many human and horse footprints on the snow. There was no one at the entrance of the village, so he went straight in.
Then I found traps that had not been completely packed, and large and small rocks. Fortunately, I didn't see any bodies.
However, he never saw anyone in the village, and he could not let go of the thought until he followed the smoke to find the Zhao family and heard chaotic sounds.
If he had not been so eager, he would have noticed that the villagers' words were mixed with smiles, but before he had time to identify them, he had already stepped into the yard first, and at the entrance of the yard, he saw Widow Xie.
So I asked if there really were bandits?
Cha Shuo was also impatient. He walked in front, while Widow Xie chased behind him.
When he caught up, Cha Shuo spotted a whole yard of people. His eyes passed over Zhao Luoyang, Mrs. Yang and others, and he breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
Fortunately, everyone is here.
This was not the first time that Zha Shuo came, even people who had never been to the village knew him, so everyone got out of the way so that Zhao Xueli could invite Zha Shuo into the house.
Sitting on the bench made by Zhao Xueyi, Zhao Xueli told Cha Shuo what happened last night.
Cha Shuo was a little confused when he heard this: "You just used traps and the bows and arrows we gave you to kidnap those bandits?"
Zhao Xueli nodded: "The bandits were not prepared, and people from the government office came later." This was the result of his discussion with Mr. Zhao, and this was what he said to the outside world.
Zhao Xueli laughed: "I still have to thank you."
Cha Shuo was even more confused, where did this thank you come from?
Zhao Luoyang said: "Mother Bai reminded me that we might be targeted for selling cheap charcoal."
Only then did Cha Shuo figure it out, so the Zhao girl took it to heart, so she came back and followed the 16th household to quietly prepare these.
"You must be on guard against others." Mr. Song was afraid that the little fox's words would not be fully believed. "We passed by bandits once on the road, and many people died. Natural disasters and man-made disasters must be guarded against. Others
If you can't do it, dig a trap in the village and you can deal with it if something really happens."
Mr. Song said, stroking his beard: "When we were digging, some people said it was making a fuss out of a molehill, but now it's put to use, right?"
Cha Shuo raised his eyes and saw an old man sitting in the front seat in the room. He had gray hair and looked very young, but he was very energetic.
Cha Shuo felt his palms ache just looking at them, which reminded him subconsciously of the gentleman Bai Mu's mother invited to teach them how to read. It seemed that the idea of digging traps was this gentleman's idea.
Zhao Xueli said: "I have made a lot of money these days, but I feel uneasy. One day when I was patrolling, I saw someone sneaking around the village. From that day on, we took turns to look after the village. Yesterday, those bandits came.
I saw it, and they stepped into the trap as soon as they came in."
"When the bandits sent people here for the second time, the night watchmen from the government office arrived and helped us deal with those people. It was the people from the government office who took down the leader of the bandits."
Zhao Xueli said as he handed the arrows in the bamboo basket to Cha Shuo: "However, most of the arrows are no longer usable and have to be made again."
Cha Shuo said: "Arrows are easy to talk about. I brought some from the village. If I had known it would be so dangerous, I should have given you more things to defend yourself."
Zhao Xueli smiled and said: "The arrows we made ourselves are also useful, but they are not accurate yet. We need to practice more on weekdays."
Everyone said it was easy, but Zha Shuo saw that the men of the Sixteenth Household were more or less injured. He frowned, thinking of the people under Sun Ji, and wanted to say a few more words to the Sixteenth Household.
"Looking at it this way, Taozhou is still not peaceful," Cha Shuo said. "It's not necessarily because you sold charcoal and provoked people. Maybe you came here to relocate the people."
"Regardless of the fact that all the bandits have been captured this time, you have to be careful and don't let up."
Zhao Xueli nodded in agreement.
Cha Shuo felt that he had to go back and talk to the clan leader about this matter. He looked at Zhao Luoyang again: "You should pay more attention when you go back and forth to the village."
The words seemed to be spoken to everyone, but Zhao Luoyang was particularly emphasized.
Shi Jiu frowned, Zha Shuo had already spoken and asked questions, so why didn't he leave?
Old Mrs. Yang brought hot porridge and vegetable biscuits from the kitchen to invite Cha Shuo to eat.
Cha Shuo is big and strong, so he had eaten at the village without delaying another meal.
Zhao Luoyang watched it several times.
"Is it that pretty?"
Shijiu suddenly spoke in his mind.
Zhao Luoyang smiled and said: "What is good-looking or not? I just thought that the little mute's injury has been getting worse. Is it because he eats less?"
Shi Jiu chuckled in his heart and regretted not finding her before he was injured. If he had met her then, he would have stopped saying this.
Zhao Luoyang didn't hear a reply for a long time and was about to ask Shi Jiu.
Shi Jiu said: "Then you will deliver more meals. Why don't the little mute eat more meals?"
Before Zha Shuo left, he thanked everyone and nodded to Zhao Luoyang when he left the room.
Zhao Luoyang didn't think anything was wrong and kept going back and forth to the village. She was used to greeting people in the village like this.
Shi Jiu restrained himself from talking about Cha Shuo. If he talked too much, Xiao Hui Hui would definitely become suspicious.
Today, everyone is not going to the village. Everyone is resting in the village for the day. Originally, Zhao Xueli had to make a trip to talk to the people in the village, but now that Cha Shuo knows about it, it saves them the trouble.
Zhao Luoyang went to Mr. Song's house.
Mr. Song said: "The trap needs to be changed. It can't be in the same place anyway. They all know it and they won't enter the village like this next time."
Zhao Luoyang said: "They won't come like this next time, right? This time they are not really targeting Fengxia Village, they just want to make a mark and cause trouble for Mr. Zhao."
Mr. Song said: "It was the fault of the parents and officials to let the mountain bandits massacre the village, and the people they killed were refugees. When word spread, the refugees would inevitably feel panic. Even if the refugees did not do anything, someone would secretly arrange it, and the government office would be overwhelmed.
The acting magistrate of Taozhou was unable to stabilize the situation, so in a hurry, a new magistrate had to be appointed."
"We didn't succeed this time," Zhao Luoyang said, "The Feng family will have to think of another way."
I need to think more about it. Mr. Song put his hands behind his back and prepared to walk back.
Zhao Luoyang took out a seed from his pocket and handed it to Mr. Song: "Sir, what kind of seed is this? Do you recognize it?"
Mr. Song squinted his eyes and tilted his head back so that he could clearly see what was in Zhao Luoyang's hand. He didn't say anything for a long time.
Zhao Luoyang was a little disappointed: "There is something else you don't know, sir!"
Mr. Song's ears were filled with excitement. He thought he was very knowledgeable, so why did he always fail with his young apprentice?
"Want to know?" Mr. Song waved his sleeves, "Can't you just plant it and get it?"
It seems that this is the only way.
Zhao Luoyang and Shi Jiu said: "I am more and more confident in this seed."
Shi Jiu didn't know why she said that.
Zhao Luoyang said: "Think about it, this is a seed that no one knows about. If it is useful, what is grown must be very precious."
Shi Jiu said: "Things are rare and valuable."
This is the truth. Zhao Luoyang now feels that 5,000 yuan is not a loss.
Nishimura was cleaning up noisily, and the sound of children laughing could be heard from time to time.
The Gao family in the East Village has already hung up white lanterns.
Gao Zhengshen's daughter-in-law's eyes turned red from crying, and Gao Lizheng's illness suddenly became serious again.
The villagers in the East Village comforted the Gao family and asked in low voices what happened last night. They didn't understand that the bandits were supposed to be aiming to relocate the people. Why did the relocated people go fine in the end, but Gao Zhengshen was killed by the bandits?
"Zhengshen wanted to go to the government office to deliver a message, but he met bandits when he went out," Gaoli Zheng's wife, Li Shi, said, "If I had known this would be the result, I would not have let him go out no matter what."
After hearing this, the villagers in East Village realized that this was the case.
"Those people in the West Village have no conscience," one villager said. "The boss of the Gao family was killed because of them, but they didn't even come to see him."
Mrs. Li hated the sixteen relocated families to death. When she heard that all of them were safe and sound, her heart felt like it was being burned.
Why are they okay? But her son is dead? He must have deliberately ignored his death.
She even suspected that Zhengshen was killed by the emigrants and framed on the bandits.