Zhang Pan stood up and cursed: "You evil beast, how dare you contradict your elders? Catch him!"
So several young men of the Zhang family grabbed the young Zhang Huan and pushed him to the ground to prevent him from hurting Zhang Pan again.
Zhang Pan stood up and raised Zhang Huan's chin with his foot: "Little beast, I have wanted to beat you to death for a long time. I didn't expect you to be so brave. You dared to kill Zhang San Laizi. Do you know the person behind it?"
Who is that? That’s a high-ranking official in the county!"
"Good fellow, if you make a fuss, the whole Gaishakou and even the whole Bagongqiao Town will be implicated by you!" Zhang Pan said angrily, "What will they say then? That you, a yellow-mouthed boy, killed someone?"
No, they are saying that our Zhang family killed someone!"
"It's all because you, a bitch, didn't teach your son well. The clan gives you grain and rice every year. Is this how you repay the Zhang family?" Zhang Pan was so angry that he kicked Zhang Qin's body, "That little beast is a murderer.
Offender, I will kick you to death today and take back the clan’s fields!”
Zhang Pan kicked and hit him randomly, and it took him a full stick of incense. Zhang Qin's first cry for help was in pain, then he lost the strength to make a sound, and then became motionless. Zhang Huan witnessed this with his own eyes.
He watched his mother being beaten to death by his second uncle. Right in front of him, Zhang Huan cried until she lost her voice.
After Zhang Pan beat Zhang Qin to death, he felt relieved. Na Tian could finally be safe, and he would not be taken away by this stinky woman again, or he would go back when Zhang Huan, a little beast, grew up.
He asked the person next to him for a towel to wipe his hands, and there was still sweat on his face, and cursed: "This stinky bitch, your bones are very hard, it hurts my hands from the beating."
Zhang Huan raised his head and stared at Zhang Pan, his severe anger and hatred almost piercing Zhang Pan's body.
Zhang Pan was so frightened by the sight that he slapped Zhang Huan on the face, knocking out one of his teeth, and scolded: "You little beast, are you looking at this again? I am your second uncle and your elder, what kind of attitude do you have?"
ah?"
Zhang Huan said nothing. After spitting out the knocked-out tooth, he still stared at his second uncle.
Zhang Pan felt shame, anger, fear, arrogance and other emotions mixed together, and he put his hand directly on Zhang Huan's neck: "Little beast, I asked you to stop looking at me like this, do you hear me?
"
Zhang Huan's neck was pinched and he began to suffocate, but his eyes were still full of hatred. Even if his eyes turned white, his brain was deprived of oxygen, and his consciousness began to blur, he still stared at Zhang Pan fiercely.
Zhang Pan squeezed his hands tighter and tighter, as if he wanted to kill his nephew with his own hands.
The vision in front of Zhang Huan was getting darker and darker, and when he was about to suffocate to death, Zhang Pan's hand suddenly loosened.
He vaguely heard the "swish, swish, swish" sound of the wind blowing several times, and then the hand holding on to him was loosened. Zhang Huan fell to the ground softly, coughing and breathing desperately.
After Zhang Huan recovered, he opened his eyes and saw that his second uncle Zhang Pan was lying in front of him with an arrow on his forehead and blood all over his face. He looked around and saw that a group of rebels were fighting with the villagers at the mouth of Bagong Bridge.
The fight started.
Zhang Huan ignored others and crawled to his mother Zhang Qin's side. Looking at Zhang Qin's face losing all color, he finally realized that he had lost his mother forever. From today on, there is no one else in this world.
A relative who loves him forever.
So he cried loudly and cried very sadly. He became an orphan.
Under the gray light before dawn, in the chaotic battlefield, a not-intense hand-to-hand combat was taking place cruelly, or a unilateral massacre would be more appropriate.
Many members of the Zhang family who came out to look for others were rushed and chopped down to the ground by wolf-like rebel soldiers.
Although they usually rely on the power of their clan and their good relations with the Deng family and the Qian family to bully men and women in the village, once they encounter the rebel soldiers who are hacking to death, they all become
The cowards who were greedy for life and afraid of death ran home crying for their father and mother.
Shang Junchang held the Daguan Dao in his hand, glanced disdainfully at the fleeing villagers, then walked slowly to Zhang Huan, patted his shoulder and said, "Why are you crying? Stand up!"
Zhang Huan showed anger towards Shang Junchang: "My mother is dead and was beaten to death in front of me. Can't I even cry?"
Shang Junchang said in a deep voice: "Do you think you are the worst in the world? I, Queen Yeye, owed a debt to the landlord, and was bitten to death and quartered by the landlord's vicious dog in front of the whole village! I didn't cry.
!I made up my mind at that time to take revenge!”
Zhang Huan was stunned for a moment and stopped crying.
Shang Junchang pulled Zhang Huan by his collar and pulled him up. Zhang Huan had not eaten for a day and had no strength, so he could only let him do what he wanted. Shang Junchang cursed: "Boy, this is the way the world is. Whoever harmed you,
You have to fight back, otherwise you deserve to be bullied in this world! Do you understand?"
Zhang Huan asked: "I am only twelve years old, how can I kill him back?"
"When you bury your mother, come to me in the village and I'll give you a chance." Shang Junchang patted Zhang Huan on the shoulder. He had to continue to direct the troops to raid Gaishakou Village and had no time to do so.
This little guy was taken care of here, and a bodyguard was left to help Zhang Huan handle his funeral affairs.
The guard threw a shovel to Zhang Huan, and the two dug a hole together and buried Zhang Qin's body in the forest. They didn't have any tombstone, they just picked up a dead tree stump and buried it in front of the tomb.
Then the personal guards led Zhang Huan back to Gaishakou Village.
The village was in chaos because the rebel soldiers were arresting people everywhere. Many villagers who did not know the truth were resisting the rebel raids and were arrested together as their accomplices. Therefore, it seemed that the whole village was as miserable as a disaster.
So Shang Junchang's personal guards did not run around with Zhang Huan. After the chaos gradually calmed down, the two found Shang Junchang who was still interrogating the prisoners. Zhang Huan saw that it was his Zhang family.
The patriarch Zhang Lin.
"Okay, if he doesn't want to reveal where he hid his family wealth, then kill his whole family." Shang Junchang was obviously impatient and said directly to the clerk next to him who was taking notes.
The patriarch Zhang Lin was startled and shouted quickly: "Your Majesty, please have mercy. Your Majesty, I am willing to hand over all my family property. I just ask you to spare the lives of my family members!"
"Isn't it the end of the story? I chopped off my head and got a big scar, but eighteen years later I became a good man again!" Shang Junchang exhaled from his nose, and then asked the clerk who recorded the record to ask clearly about the situation, and directly
He stood up and took his guards and Zhang Huan outside.
Shang Junchang tugged at his collar: "Hey, what are you thinking about doing this, Mr. Wu? This job of squeezing the rich people in the countryside is really not done by humans, it's too ink! Come on, come on, let's go out and get some fresh air."