The 15th Chapter Female Heroes Punish Evil Slaves with Righteousness
Huang Laosi was so angry that he yelled "Yeah". With luck, he jumped into the air with his feet and hit Yuliang with his head. Yuliang smiled slightly, leaned his body to the side, and raised his hand with his hands.
With his braid, he grabbed his waist with one hand and gently pushed it forward - with a "plop" sound, Huang Laosi fell head-down and feet-up into the swill tank next to the wall!
"Jian Shacai, he's so accurate in his backward jump!" Yu Liang clapped his hands and couldn't help laughing, "Who else wants to try it?"
"What are you doing standing there?" The fat shopkeeper who was watching coldly next to him glared at him and shouted loudly. More than 20 strong men rushed forward. Li Yuliang calmly squatted down and propped himself on the ground with one hand in the middle of the store.
It circled around like a grinding bar. Some of the seven or eight people in front were lying on their backs, and some were gnawing at the ground, screaming, and those behind could not hold their feet back and tripped to the ground. Li Yuliang suddenly stepped out from under the stove.
Pull out a stick that is burning red, and it will burn your face, butt, back, and legs one after another. Suddenly, the shop is filled with green smoke, the smell is astounding, and there is a sound of crying for father and mother, like wolves howling. People outside
Seeing that things were getting serious, he stepped back far away. Only the green monkey was indescribably happy and jumped up to his feet and clapped his hands in cheers.
The fat shopkeeper's face was as angry as pig's liver, and he cursed at the rolling clerks: "They're all rubbish!" He grabbed a coal shovel and smashed it into a round shape. Yu Liang
I quickly stepped aside and saw that he was attacking with the shovel again. I raised up Huang Laosi who had crawled out of the swill tank to block his face. The coal shovel hit the back of Huang Laosi's head at an angle, and Huang Laosi screamed in agony.
With a sound, blood spurted out, splashing on the walls and everywhere on people! Yu Liang simply used it as a weapon, while dancing the slender Huang Laosi, he laughed and cursed: "Yesterday, I called others beasts, today
He died like a beast!" As he said that, he threw Huang Laosi's body towards the fat shopkeeper. How could the fat shopkeeper get out of the way? The two of them pressed down on the dining table together, and the table was crushed with a "click"
Li Yuliang didn't give up. He turned around, picked up a pot of hot oil that was smoking, poured it on the roof of the shed, and lit it on fire! The people at the temple fair fled in confusion.
The green monkey was also dumbfounded. He suddenly saw the fire roaring in the north wind and couldn't help but panic. He didn't expect that this "Uncle Li" was so skilled in martial arts and his methods were so vicious. He shouted in a hurry: "Uncle Li"
Uncle, we are in big trouble, let's go!" Li Yuliang came out of the burning shed and saw the fat shopkeeper with gray hair and blistered face. He hurriedly ran away. He turned around and said with a smile: "You
Hurry up and put out the fire! What are you doing out here?" Then he picked up the fat shopkeeper and threw it into the fire. He lifted up his clothes and wiped his hands, and said to the green monkey: "It's okay, let's go!"
The two followed the flow of people and walked around on a hill four or five miles northeast for an afternoon. They didn't return to Yingfeng Pavilion until dark. Yuliang talked enthusiastically along the way, but Qinghouer was silent and seemed to have something to say.
think.
"What's wrong with you?" Yu Liang stopped and asked, "You're not afraid that I killed people and set fires today, but you are?"
"no."
"Do you pity them?" Yuliang asked sharply.
"What's so pitiful about them! They've all been killed, and the people of Anqing can only clap their hands and cheer!" Qinghou'er suddenly laughed and said, "I have a rash thing to say, I wonder if you want to hear it?" Yu Liang thought for a moment and smiled.
He said: "I can't tell you, you are such a little person. You actually talk like an adult. You can just say whatever you want." The green monkey fell to his knees with a plop and said, "Just now you lifted up your clothes and wiped your hands. I already said it."
I see that you are always a female knight, I wonder if I am destined to be your apprentice?"
Li Yuliang was startled and then thought of the skirt she was wearing underneath. This time it was her turn to be silent. After thinking for a long time, she smiled, then sighed and said: "A rabbit ran out of the sheep - you are smart! You recognized it."
Even if there is a fate - just don't tell Mr. Wu!" He said, "Get up!" The green monkey kowtowed three times before he stood up. He started sobbing, wiped his tears and said, "The green monkey must have a master like this.
My father will not jump into the river, and my mother will not ask others to sell him..." Yuliang patted his shoulder lovingly and said: "The man named Zheng has done many evil things for the sake of his wealth. I have long wanted to get rid of him, but he is not in Anqing now.
, I heard that he went to visit his brother. Today, I will give him some color. I will capture him later. You can kill him with your own hands to vent your anger. Let’s go with Mr. Wu first. I want to do something for him. Your business will be discussed later.
Say it again."
However, Wu Ciyou has disappeared. The two of them jumped over the wall and entered the old Yingfeng Pavilion store in the middle of the night, but Wu Ciyou was missing. Li Yuliang suddenly changed his face. When he looked for the cashier in front of him and asked, he realized that five or six tolerance locks had arrived just as it was getting dark.
I took Wu Ciyou and took it to someone unknown.
Yuliang gritted his teeth and thought for a long time, and concluded that Wu Ciyou was implicated in his crime. Seeing the medicine for "bruises" cooked on the table, Li Yuliang's face turned red, and when he returned to the room, he packed his things and said:
Qinghou'er said: "Let's go to Zheng's house first and then visit the Anqing government office - my aunt will have to compete with them."
The moment Wu Ciyou was captured, he was a little confused: the imperial court had issued an imperial edict, and all provincial yamen were taking care of it. How could such a thing happen? How could these servants call out their names at once? I thought about it.
Zhong was already tied up and stuffed a handful of Ma Hunuts into his mouth. Only then did he realize that something was wrong, but it was already too late. He was breathing heavily and was pushed and shoved by several guards who looked like wolves and tigers.
After leaving Yingfeng Store, there wasn't even a lantern, so I walked forward with one foot higher and one foot lower. Pity him, a frail scholar from a wealthy family. How often had he suffered like this?
At about the second watch, I came to a wide river embankment. Standing on the embankment, I looked to the left, looking at the gurgling river water, and to the right, looking at the rows of ponds inside the embankment. Cold stars twinkled, the cold wind penetrated my bones, everything was silent and pitch black.
, only the frightening hoot of an owl could be heard from time to time in the distant woods.
"We're here!" The chief official breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the Ma Hutao stuffed in Wu Ciyou's mouth, cut the rope tied to his body, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu is frightened! Ming people don't do secret things, so I'm here
The guard in front of King Pingxi came to invite you on the king's order, but he was afraid that your husband would not give in, so he had to make this move - I stayed in the same hotel with my husband here, and listened to his poems and lectures several times, and I admired him very much.
, I will never embarrass you sir. However, there will be many troubles along the way to Yunnan due to the high mountains and long rivers. Sir, you must listen to my arrangements. When you get to Mount Wuhua, I will bear my thorns and apologize!" After that, he bowed his head.
When Wu Ciyou took a look, although he couldn't see clearly in the darkness, he could vaguely recognize Huangfu Baozhu, whom he had invited to sit with him on the day he recited the poem. There was a bang in his mind, and his legs went weak as he sat down on the embankment, looking up at the sky.
Xingxing said: "I am just a poor, filial and honest person. I have failed to succeed in my career. I am wandering around the world. I have no ambition to rule the world and no strength to tie a chicken. Why does King Pingxi use me? I have to spend so much time! I think it is.
It’s a bit futile!”
Huangfu Baozhu did not answer, but whistled, and a boat shot out from the reeds on the other side like arrows.
"Here we come!" the official who was supporting Wu Ciyou said excitedly, "It's much safer to get on the boat. As long as we avoid Li Yunniang, who else can do anything to us?" Wu Ciyou didn't understand who Li Yunniang was, and how he could do it.
This group of people felt helpless and bowed their heads in silence.
The ship swayed and left the shore. Wu Ciyou's heart suddenly became empty. He lay half-lying in the dark front cabin resigned to his fate. He was really confused. One moment it was Kangxi, the other moment it was Sumala Aunt, Wei Dongting
, Mingzhu, Suo'etu... One by one, charming smiles flashed in front of his eyes, and then disappeared into the darkness one by one. He could only hear the sound of gurgling water under the boat getting faster and faster. Wu Ciyou felt agitated and was about to get up, but unexpectedly
He was grabbed by someone. He didn't expect that there was still someone guarding him. He smiled bitterly and sat back down, but he heard that the person on the boat was actually in the mood to compose a song:
Sister loves me, how long can I wait without being romantic? I only see the wind blowing the flowers to the ground, but I don’t see the wind blowing the flowers on the branches... Thinking of my sister, butterflies think of flowers. Butterflies miss flowers but not grass, brothers miss their love and sisters don’t miss home...
As the song faded, another person laughed and said, "What you're singing is too vulgar after all. Miss Ah Zi's arrangement is better." Then he opened his voice and sang:
The peaks are leaning against the clear water, and a solitary boat is behind it.
Don't look back when you are on a journey without end, and don't look to the haze for a friend.
Three glasses of wine with spring grass in the autumn grave, two hearts in heaven and on earth.
Have you read the article "Calling Souls"? I have been searching for it in my dreams every night!
Wu Ciyou understood the meaning of the words in the song and couldn't help but be fascinated, but he didn't know who this girl Azi was, and she could write such a poem. He didn't know what resentment she had to write such a sad and angry song.
While he was thinking wildly, there was a sudden flash of light, and Huangfu Baozhu walked into the cabin with a candle. Only then did Wu Ciyou see clearly that four servants were sitting around him. What surprised him even more was that there was another mysterious person in the inner cabin.
The woman with long hair and beautiful eyes is looking at herself through the cabin window!
Huangfu Baozhu glanced at Wu Ciyou and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, are you scared? You look good."
"If you have anything to say or do what you want, please do as you please." Wu Ciyou turned away and replied coldly.
"Sir!" Ah Zi from the other cabin stepped out, bowed to Wu Ciyou with a straight face, and said, "No matter how bad Wu Sangui is, he is always a Han. Although there is no Golden Palace in Wuhua Mountain, it is not a barren world! With talents like yours,
Don’t you even understand this truth?”
"Who are you?" Wu Ciyou glanced at Ah Zi with lightning eyes.
AhZi sighed, sat down opposite, and said thoughtfully: "Just like you, I am also a fallen person in the world. My circumstances are different, and I have different thoughts. Why do you have to know who I am?" Baozhu next to him said:
"This is Miss Ziyun, Mrs. Ru of the Crown Prince of my family."
Hearing that she was Wu Yingxiong's concubine, Wu Ciyou snorted and sneered: "It's really a wonder that a person like you can write such a poem. Either you have a miserable life experience and can't tell others,
Either you are the most evil woman in the world!"
Ziyun was speechless for a long time after hearing these words. He stared at Baozhu with eyes as clear as a cold pond for a moment, and his lips trembled rapidly. Baozhu had seen her look like this several times, and when he saw her paying attention to him again, he hurriedly
He lowered his head and turned away, but heard Ah Zi change his tone and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, you just want to say that I am Zhou Daji, Han Feiyan, Tang Wu Zhao, I have recognized them all. What my life experience is, probably no one can
You know, it has nothing to do with you anyway!"
"It has nothing to do with it!" Wu Ciyou glanced at Ziyun contemptuously, "You are the one who comes up to talk to me shamelessly! Men and women are not intimate, so please don't talk about it!"
Azi's face turned red to her ears. With her beauty and talent, I don't know how many men fell under her pomegranate skirt. She has experienced a lot of things in the world, and all the men in front of her are looking at her with ecstasy. She can be more reserved.
Kaiti is already considered a righteous gentleman, and she has never been so despised by others. After a moment of silence, Ziyun suddenly giggled: "What an innocent gentleman, who regards Yi and Di as his father and serves as a slave to the Tartars, yet he has the shamelessness to quote
What Confucius said! Confucius would be ashamed to death even if he had knowledge!" Huangfu Baozhu also laughed and said, "Didn't your distinguished father, Mr. Wu Zhisun, also serve as a minister of the Ming Dynasty?"
"But here we come again! This old man has not entered the official position of this dynasty!" Wu Ciyou said firmly, "I am not a minister of the former Ming Dynasty, so of course I can be used by today's people!"
Ziyun sneered and teased: "I really value you nowadays! I can't hold it in the pavilion, so let's put it in the rivers and lakes to enjoy this happiness..." A bearded official next to him said gloomily: "It's up to you
If you are willing to be a lackey of the Manchu Tatars, it is not an exaggeration for us to deal with you! Return to the prince as soon as possible and work hard to restore the Ming Dynasty!"
Wu Ciyou listened quietly to their chattering, straightened his back and sat up straight, and said deeply: "It has been more than 20 years since the Ming Dynasty fell! The emperor's way is impermanent, only the virtuous live there; the way of heaven is impermanent, but only the virtuous
The virtuous are assisted by others; the people have no two masters, and today there is only Kangxi; there are no two ministers, so we can only live in harmony with each other! How can a woman or a villain know these truths?"
"It would be better for the Yi and Di to have a king than all the Xia to perish!" Ziyun, who was sitting next to her, suddenly said loudly. I don't know if she was angry or angry, but her voice trembled slightly, "Do you know who said this?" Wu Ciyou said.
Ignoring her, he turned to Baozhu and said, "We have known each other for a few days. I don't think you are a stubborn person. Why do you close your eyes and not see Mount Tai? - There is a king in China now, but he is just a barbarian.
Why don’t you understand?”
Baozhu also said sincerely: "Mr. Wu, you have read many poems and books, and you are not an uneducated person. The people of Yi and Di can be the kings of China. In which book do you find it?" He didn't want to get entangled with Wu Ciyou.
But then he thought again, he wanted to send Ziyun to Beijing, Wu Ciyou could only ask his subordinates to send him back to Yunnan. If he could convince him first, it would be easier to walk.
"Shallow!" Wu Ciyou stood up and laughed almost uncontrollably. In order to die quickly, he had to anger these people.
"why are you laughing?"
"Mencius! Do you understand - Mencius!" Wu Ciyou said loudly, his voice a little hoarse, "Mencius said: 'Shun is a person from the Eastern Yi; King Wen is a person from the Western Yi!' Aren't these people from the Yi and Di still doing this?
The Holy King of China. Do you know?"
After a few questions, everyone was stunned and the conversation could not continue.
After a long while, Huangfu Baozhu turned his face. He smiled mockingly and said to Wu Ciyou: "Mr. Wu, I have long admired your talent. It is not easy to get together today. There is still Du Kang in the cabin.
Fine wine, sir, would you like to appreciate it and drink it with us?"
"This can still be obeyed." Wu Ci Youwei was really hungry and thirsty. At this time, his energy gradually recovered, and he thought about food. Then he smiled and said, "Since there are elegant and elegant guests, Wu is very grateful!" Huangfu Baozhu saw this man's expression.
The air was refreshing, and his mouth was gushing like a river. He knew that continuing to talk about the old topic would be humiliating himself, so he got up and ordered someone to set up a low table in the bow of the cabin, and his friend Wu Tse took the guest seat, letting his beard spread across his face.
With his son accompanying him, he personally came to hold the cup, and Yin Yin persuaded him: "We have been offended a lot tonight. King Pingxi has no ill intentions in inviting Mr. Pingxi. Firstly, he hopes that Mr. will teach him; secondly, if he refuses to give up, please come to help Mr. Hua.
Let's not talk about the way of barbarians. Who can protect the world depends on the support of the people in the world!"
"Tell him to give up!" Wu Ciyou said while eating casually, "Who is Wu Sangui worthy of saying these things to me? The most tragic thing for a person is that he has no self-knowledge; without self-knowledge, how can he know others?
Now that he is the sage king of the world, Wu Ciyou wears a commoner body and promises to repay his kindness. Please don't mention these words again."
"Sir, what you said is too much." Huangfu Baozhu put the wine glass on the table and said thoughtfully, "Confucius only became interested in learning when he was fifteen years old. Now the emperor is only sixteen years old, and he is worthy of the title of 'sage king'?
From the 17th year of Shunzhi to the present, floods and droughts have occurred frequently, and disasters have occurred abnormally. These are all signs that the people's hearts and minds are not in harmony with nature."
"What else?" Wu Ciyou asked again as he ate and drank calmly.
"The Third Prince Zhu has gathered millions of followers of Zhong Sanlang, and the uprising can only happen in the blink of an eye," Baozhu said again, "seeing that the Central Plains is also going to be in turmoil, Kangxi's days will not last long!"
"You have said a lot," Wu Ciyou asked, "What is wrong with Kangxi himself and the imperial court now?" He secretly regretted it. At this time, he knew about the relationship between Zhong Sanlang's cult and Prince Zhu San, and he was afraid that he would not be able to repay it.
Arrive before the Kangxi case.
Imperial Court - What was wrong with Kangxi? Huangfu Baozhu never thought about it. It was not easy to find out what was wrong with Kangxi. Huangfu Baozhu was at a loss for words.
"Wu Sangui is really stupid!" Wu Ciyou said with a smile, "If he didn't lead the Qing troops into the pass, how could the Qing Dynasty be here today? The Qing Dynasty has been settled and people's hearts have changed, so he wants to rebel against the Qing Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty did not treat him badly.
He, he killed Emperor Yongli by force. Such an unfaithful, unfilial, benevolent, unjust, disrespectful, capricious, and shameless man who was unfaithful, unfilial, and unjust, had people who were lobbying for him and smeared him.
Pink fat is really a wonder in the world!"
"Sir..." Baozhu couldn't explain what he felt in his heart, so he had to ask Wu Ciyou for a drink to cover up the emptiness in his heart, and said hurriedly: "Please - please, the food is getting cold."
"You can tell from the first listen that Mr. Baozhu has studied." Wu Ciyou had already eaten and had no intention of talking anymore. He stood up with the cup and drank it all in one gulp. He asked with a loud laugh: "You know, there is a saying that 'a difference of one thought'
, how much effort does 'one thought' mean?"
"How much effort?" Baozhu asked in surprise. He didn't know why Wu Ciyou suddenly went off topic.
"Forty-three thousand two hundred thoughts a day and night!" Wu Ciyou said, "Have you heard of the poem "Oil-Dirty Clothes"?"
"No." Baozhu was even more surprised.
"I saw this when I was young at Baisha Crossing in Hengzhou." Wu Ciyou chanted:
A bit of clear oil stains the white clothes, and the mottled spots make people suspicious.
Even if you wash away the water of thousands of rivers, it will be like the time when it was not dirty!
After chanting, he asked again: "Have you ever seen the Festival of National Scholars?"
"What?" Baozhu and Beard were startled again, but they saw Wu Ciyou whistling in the starry moonlight and leaping into the river with a "plop"!
No one thought that he would commit suicide by drowning like this. After being stunned for a while, Baozhu and Beard Fang exclaimed loudly. When they came to the side of the boat to look, they saw that the waves were sparkling and the night was long. There was no trace of anyone anywhere? Beards were still spread out.
To salvage, I tested the water, but the biting cold made it impossible to go down. While I was busy, Azi also lifted the curtain and walked to the bow of the boat as if she was afraid of falling.
Asked Baozhu next to him: "Just...jumped in...?"
Baozhu didn't reply. He stood on the bow of the boat and looked at the turbulent waves dreamily, sighing silently: "What a pity!" (To be continued)
