Wang Jinbiao looked back at the huge team behind him, including hundreds of camels, mules and horses, dozens of carts, hundreds of men, guards in armor, and flying flags. Could this be an ordinary caravan? This is obviously a government official.
How come the housekeeper of a rich man in the countryside of Henan dared to block the road with two thugs? What happened in the Central Plains is beyond comprehension.
How could a large group of people be stopped just because of a few young men? Wang Jinbiao sneered: "Come on, young men, and give me a beating!"
The five guards, who could no longer bear it any longer, immediately pounced on the fat butler, grabbed him and threw him to the ground. They carried him to the foot of the field ridge by the roadside. They first kicked him hard with their hard leather boots, and then whipped him hard with a horse whip.
After seven or eight strokes of the whip, the silk strands turned into strips of cloth. Several shocking strips of meat bulged out across the back of the fat housekeeper. He screamed in pain like a slaughtered pig. The two tough guys who were pretending to be powerful had long since disappeared.
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The brigade continued to move forward. Yuan Feng had no good solution for the pair of poor and helpless little sisters. He could only take out a piece of silver and put it in front of him, touched the little boy's head and asked: "What's your name?"
?Is there anyone else at home?"
The little boy looked at the shiny horseshoe-shaped metal with a dazed expression. It was obvious that he had never seen silver in his life, but his intuition told him that it was a good thing. The child picked up the silver and finally spoke: "My name is
Grassroots, there is only a married aunt in the family in a neighboring village."
"Well, Cao Gen, this is silver, fifty taels of silver ingots. Take the silver, take your sister to your aunt, and live well."
After saying that, Yuan Feng got on his horse and followed the convoy. Cao Gen took the silver and cut cakes and stared blankly at the retreating convoy. Suddenly he knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
"Lord, why don't you send a few brothers to kill that Liu Dashan? If this kind of harm is left, it will harm the village." Wang Jinbiao asked in confusion.
"We are not local officials, we are just passers-by. How can we kill people just based on the words of a few children? Many things cannot be solved by killing just a few people. There are so many so-called good people who are doing evil, how can we kill them all?"
Yuan Feng said calmly.
Wang Jinbiao shook his head helplessly and said: "I'm going to explore the way ahead." Then he whipped his whip and galloped forward. It was not obvious that the old man was not young, and his temperament was still as hateful as the young people.
Yuan Feng is not like this, but as a leader, his words and deeds are of great importance. Many things have to be tolerated and the long-term consequences have to be considered. The virtue of Liu Dashan can be seen from his nickname and the behavior of his housekeeper.
This can be seen in his style. It is certain that he will be worthy of his death, but this is the Central Plains, the hinterland of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Killing people casually will bring endless troubles.
After walking thirty miles east, the team camped on the edge of a small town. After dark, a few horses quietly left the camp and galloped back along the way they came, not knowing what to do.
After daybreak, the team continued to go out. As they were walking, they suddenly heard the rapid sound of horse hooves behind them, and the smoke was billowing as if someone was chasing them. The guards in the team immediately became alert, with their arrows unsheathed and their swords unsheathed, and they were ready for battle.
A dozen fast horses came over, stopped in front of the team, and shouted loudly for one person: "Stop!"
The visitors were all dressed in black and red official uniforms, with big hats on their heads and sabers on their waists. At first glance, they looked like the men walking through the six doors. However, the horses were a bit cold and short, almost like donkeys.
, but Mr. Ma Kuai was very majestic. He stopped the team and revealed his identity: "We are Ma Kuai from Qi County. There was a murder case in Liujiazhuang in our county last night. The county master issued a ticket to detain you until you return for questioning."
This time it was not Wang Jinbiao who came forward, but an official from the Governor's Office who was brought from Lanzhou. He clasped his fists with a cold face: "We are the team led by the Governor of Shaanxi and Gansu to deliver the Longevity Festival gifts, followed by Xiliang
Mission, I would like to ask what regulations your county relies on to detain us?"
The horsemen were stunned. They were walking too fast and did not take a closer look at the team. Now that they took a closer look, it was indeed no ordinary caravan. Look at the bodyguards. They were all wearing armor. There were flags on both sides of the vehicle.
The detectives still knew each other, and looking at the guards, they were all surrounding him with cold expressions. The steel knives in their hands were shining brightly, and the buckle on the handle of the musket was unfastened. They looked ready to take action at any time.
The catcher was a man of understanding and immediately apologized with a smile: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, mistake." As he said this, he motioned to his men to move to the side of the road.
The official said disdainfully: "Can we leave? Why don't we go back and ask questions?"
"What did the superior say? I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The leader of the catcher stood dejectedly on the side of the road, politely holding his hands and watching the team leave.
"Wang Tou, it was clearly these foreigners who did this, so why did they let them go?" A young policeman asked in confusion.
"He is a subordinate of the governor, we can't afford to offend him."
"But Wang Tou, don't you always say that Liu's family has powerful relatives in Beijing, and even provincial officials have to be polite when meeting him..."
"Stop talking, the relationship in the officialdom is complicated. You don't understand. Go back and tell us that we haven't caught up with you at the county level. Don't take it upon yourself. We can't afford it."
After Wang Tou said this, he rode back.
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Along the way, Xiaoxing stayed overnight and walked for more than ten days. Suddenly one day, the person in charge of the rear guard came to report that there was always a little beggar following behind the team. Yuan Feng sent someone to bring the little beggar up and took a look. It turned out to be Liu
Grass roots seen in every village.
"Cao Gen, you are not at home to take care of your sister, why did you come out?" Yuan Feng asked.
Cao Gen lay on the ground and kowtowed a few times: "My sister has been entrusted to my aunt to take care of me. Please accept me and work hard to repay my benefactor."
Yuan Feng said: "A little money is nothing. You don't need to devote yourself to repaying it."
Cao Gen said: "It's not for the money, it's for Liu Badui. I know you killed Liu Badui."
This kid was very knowledgeable. He attacked Liu's Village that night, disguised himself as a horse thief, and ransacked the Liu family's old house. The men who killed Liu Laocai were the men sent by Yuan Feng.
"Tell me, what's the use of taking you in?" Yuan Feng asked deliberately.
"I can work, carry water, sweep the floor and light the fire, and feed the horses..."
"Okay, are you going to join me just to do this?"
"I...I also want to learn martial arts so that I can kill all the bad guys in the world."
Seeing that Yuan Feng didn't answer, Cao Gen was a little panicked. He came all the way begging for food and hadn't eaten anything decent for more than ten days. His feet were covered in blood blisters when he walked. If an ordinary child had been unable to hold on, he wouldn't be able to hold on.
Thanks to this kid's strong will, he has managed to survive until now.
Yuan Feng nodded, said nothing, and stood up. Cao Gen thought that he was not wanted and was so anxious that he almost cried. However, Old Wangtou understood what his lord was thinking and kicked him over, but the impact on him was extremely light: "What did you drop?"
Jindouzi, why don’t you wash your horse yet!”
Only then did Cao Gen know that he had been taken in, and he jumped up excitedly. Lao Wangtou shouted again: "Wait a minute, eat these two buns first before working."
Holding two delicious meat buns in his hands, the strong grassroots finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
From then on, Yuan Feng had a new stable boy.
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