After drinking tea, she fainted for no reason. When she woke up, her acquaintances were gone. Instead, she was surrounded by a group of unknown people. She was so scared that the girl almost cried. Then Tang Zhao came forward and told him everything about the black shop.
, the girl listened, and although she still shed tears, she quickly calmed down.
The people of Lingzhou are very strong or very patient in this regard.
Although being knocked down in this black shop was an accident, in Lingzhou, being killed by bandits on the road is not uncommon, and the death of one or two relatives is even more common.
According to this girl, she was from Wushubao, dozens of miles away. She was returning to her grandma's house for a visit. On the way, she encountered an accident at a black shop. In general, in Lingzhou, especially in the countryside, older girls would definitely not dare to go out casually.
He is not alone. He is traveling with an uncle from the same village. This uncle has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and three or five thieves cannot get close to him. In addition, the country people are poor and have nothing to steal, so they generally do not attract thieves. And this
The shop was not opened the first day. In the past, when the uncle passed by alone, he went in to have tea and rice and was not robbed. I didn't expect that such a thing would happen today.
Tang Zhao and others asked where her hometown was, and it turned out that it was dozens of miles ahead. Several people happened to be passing by, so they sent her back.
Along the way, Tang Zhao chatted with her about local customs. The girl didn't know much and only knew the things around her. But Tang Zhao and others were young and kind-hearted. Even Wusun Tong had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked stable.
It seemed trustworthy, and gradually he became less timid and said many things.
According to her, there are still many ordinary people in this place. After all, the fields must be cultivated and the bandits must eat. We cannot all starve to death. However, there are indeed many bandits. The common people must go together when going out and stay together at home.
Build a stronghold to protect yourself.
In fact, the same is true in Yunzhou. There are no individual households in the countryside. They are all large villages and towns. The outside is heavily guarded by high walls and deep ditches. It’s just that in Yunzhou, in order to prevent ferocious beasts from crossing the border and all kinds of insidious disasters, they don’t even bother to prevent thieves from openly entering the villages and burning them to death.
Looting. And Lingzhou is also on guard against ferocious beasts, and more importantly, against the ubiquitous bandits.
For this reason, Lingzhou's martial arts style is more powerful than that of Yunzhou. Almost all villages have to learn martial arts. Children have to learn martial arts, and adults have to learn martial arts in their spare time. Even the girls themselves can learn martial arts. However, the surplus food in the village is limited, and there is even a shortage of food.
Carnivorous food cannot support so many warriors. Secondly, ordinary villages do not have good martial arts inheritance. Most of the village moves are superficial and easy to get injured when practiced. Therefore, ordinary villages will focus on supporting a few strong warriors.
In Lingzhou, whether a village has good men in charge is a matter of life and death. With its own good men, not only will petty thieves dare not invade, but there will also be less offerings to the village masters.
Yes, all villages and towns have to make offerings to nearby cottages. Those cottages also know the principle of not raking in the water, and have no scruples about robbing and killing passing merchants, while collecting offerings from surrounding villages and towns. Once you have collected enough offerings, be a little more relaxed.
Some cottages can even provide some protection, such as sending people to exterminate evil beasts when they attack. But if the offerings are not enough, chickens will be killed to scare monkeys, and villages will be massacred without mercy.
The girl proudly said that their Wushubao was the strongest village nearby, with a population of thousands, and several powerful warriors. There was also a knight named Sang. The knight was not a child of a famous family, but he was born with supernatural powers and had
By chance, he developed superb internal strength, which is considered outstanding among knights, and is no worse than the several village owners of the nearby Shanzhai Jiming Village. Because of his presence, the protection fees charged by the Shanzhai are much higher than those of other clans.
, even if it is delayed for a while, it will not be investigated.
Moreover, the knight was a decent man. There were children in other villages who secretly went up the mountain to join gangs and became thieves. Most of the villages acquiesced, hoping that the children would come out and benefit the village, but there was no such thing in Wushu Castle. The knight warned the children to learn martial arts.
Be a human being first. I would rather spend money to send your children to a martial arts school to learn skills than let them become thieves.
After hearing this, Tang Zhao said: "If he does this, he will be resented by the thieves, right?"
The girl said: "Of course, they hate Brother Sang. Brother Sang said that being hated by evil people means that what we do is right. Besides, they can't beat Brother Sang."
The girl said it innocently, Tang Zhao knew it was not that simple, but he admired such people, who not only stayed alone in the mud, but also protected their hometown, which was a great kindness.
The girl didn't walk quickly, so Tang Zhao and others didn't rush her, and they didn't arrive at Wushu Fort until evening.
In front of Wushu Fort, high walls stood, trenches were filled with water, and there were arrow towers at the four corners. It really looked like a fortress. The girl entered through the gate, but Tang Zhao and others were blocked outside.
The girl said anxiously: "Uncle Yang Wu, they are good people."
The uncle guarding the gate said: "Whether it's good people or bad people, outsiders can't enter anyway. If you want them to enter the village, talk to Brother Sang."
The girl said: "Of course I want to find Brother Sang." Then she said to Tang Zhao, "Wait a minute, Brother Sang will know as soon as I tell him." After that, she slipped in.
Of course, Tang Zhao and the others didn't have to live in this village. They had tents, but who knew how many bastards would sneak up at night in Lingzhou? Living in the village would indeed lead to less worries - provided this wasn't another person wearing human skin.
Den of thieves.
After waiting for a moment, the door opened and a young man strode out.
The young man was about twenty-seven or twenty-seven years old, with a simple and upright appearance. He had a more rustic and rustic spirit than Wusun Tong. He was wearing a coarse cloth and looked like a farmer who had just returned from the fields.
However, if you look closely, you will see that his back is straight, his eyes are sharp, his muscles are strong, and his steps are steady and solid. An expert can tell at a glance that he is a martial arts practitioner with outstanding skills.
Tang Zhao looked at him and suddenly thought of Guan Lei. Although the two were different in size, their training methods should be similar. Among Tang Zhao's teachers, Guan Lei was not a strong one, but he was the most normal one.
, is also the first teacher in Tang Zhaowu Dao. The teacher-student relationship is very good. They have been separated for several years. Now that I see a little shadow, I can't help but feel good about him.
The young man also looked at the four people, and the more he looked, the more frightened he became. He was more knowledgeable than the others, but he had never seen such handsome people, especially two handsome young men with outstanding temperament. They were even better than the rich men in the city.
Not on.
How could such a person be a thief?
Even if he is a thief, is his village worthy of being stolen from?
Thinking of this, he relaxed his vigilance, smiled, stepped forward and saluted with fists in his hands, and said: "The distinguished guest has arrived, and I am not welcomed from afar. Sang Jialiang is here to apologize."
Tang Zhao and others also returned the gift, and Sang Jialiang warmly invited them to the village to rest.
He confirmed that Tang Zhao and the others were good people. Everyone including the gatekeeper suddenly relaxed and had smiles on their faces. It was obvious that the whole village, old and young, believed in Sang Jialiang's judgment.
After passing through the thick wall, the village elder stood in the village to greet him, and children all over the street gathered to see what was new. Tang Zhao saw that the houses in the village were crowded one after another. Most of them were thatched huts with thatched roofs and earthen walls, which were quite simple.
, obviously the village has a lot of people but little land, and is not wealthy. In addition, there is no traffic, and chickens and dogs can hear each other, so it is quite peaceful.
Tang Zhao had never seen the villages in Lingzhou. If it were Yunzhou, these villages would be considered poor.
Sang Jialiang took a few people to his home for a rest. His home also had earthen walls, but it was wider than other homes, with just a few tiles on the roof. There was no decent furniture or furnishings when they entered the house, but it was clean. Half of the back room was filled with dirt.
There was a table on the kang. Sang Jialiang asked them to sit on the kang, then turned around and went out to prepare food.
Yunzhou and Lingzhou are all in the north, and there are earthen Kangs in the houses. Tang Zhao skillfully took off his shoes and got on the Kang. Wusun Tong and others were surprised. They mostly lived in yurts in Liangzhou without earthen Kangs, so they followed suit and sat on them.
The little girl came in and brought each of them a bowl of oily noodle tea.
Tang Zhao took a sip of the oil noodle tea and felt that it was steaming hot and fragrant, and felt very comfortable.
It is clean and safe, with no additives.
After drinking a large bowl of noodle tea, I heard the chickens crow outside. It turned out that Sang Jialiang was digging out the chicken coop, and he obviously wanted to kill the chickens for the diners. Tang Zhao got off the kang and went out: "Please don't bother. We don't eat chickens.
Especially my senior brother...he doesn't eat anything with wings."
Hearing this, Jiang Shenyi poked his head out of the window and said, "That's right, my junior brother also has a bad stomach and can't eat fine food. After a while, he was made to eat the coarsest cornstarch."
Sang Jialiang held up the chicken and said: "You are the ones who are welcome. We raise chickens just for food. If we don't entertain you heroes and heroes who are brave enough to do justice, are we going to make it easier for the chicken-crowing bandits who come into the village to cause trouble? Don't look at them.
It’s called Jiming Mountain, and eating chicken is very dangerous. Hum, Jiming Mountain—when we eat chicken, it’s like biting the flesh of a thief.”
Speaking of which, a big rooster died.
There was no woman in Sangjialiang's family, so the village elder asked a village woman who was good at cooking to help stew the rooster, pick some sprouts, and stew a large pot of mushrooms, specially steamed a pot of white flour steamed buns, and took out another
The village elder, several martial arts masters in the village, and Sang Jialiang accompanied them to dinner.
It was inevitable to chat while eating and drinking. After a few bowls of wine, the village elder's face gradually turned red, and he relaxed and asked, "Where do these distinguished guests come from?"
Tang Zhao did not hide anything and said: "We are from Yunzhou, and these two are from Liangzhou."
The village elder made a sound and praised: "Yunzhou is a great place. When I was young, I heard that it was very wealthy. Everyone has food and drink, and is carefree?"
Tang Zhao muttered: "You can't say that. It's better in the city, but in the countryside it's just food and clothing." At least three years ago, he followed Xing Ji to the countryside, and the common people only had a simple diet. A bucket of surplus grain at the end of the year and a new suit of clothes was considered a good year.
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It is said that the past two years have been better, at least the weather has been smooth for a few years, and there have been no natural or man-made disasters. But since ancient times, even in the peaceful and prosperous times, the people of the world have not dared to say that they have no worries about food and clothing.
Sang Jialiang said in a low voice: "But it's peaceful over there, right? There aren't so many goddamn thieves?"