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Chapter 159 Unstoppable

Huang Shizi has already figured out what's going on.

He, no, they encountered bandits.

They really shouldn't be traveling at night. It's not safe to walk during the day. When they rushed to a wilderness in the dark night, a group of people rushed out and surrounded them.

He didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune. As soon as he saw the other party rushing in with a wooden stick and a gun, he was hit in the head by a thrown stone. He fainted before he could show off his sophisticated weapons and martial arts.

Today's bandits are not as good as in the peaceful days, and stones can be used as weapons.

When he woke up, he was locked in this cave.

This should be a cave. He was blindfolded and could feel the touch of the cave, the bonfire for warmth, and the sounds of bandits laughing and cursing outside.

He didn't know how long he had been locked up, and he didn't know whether it was day or night with his head and face covered. From the time he woke up, based on his level of hunger, he probably ate one meal a day, so three days should have passed.

From the conversation of the bandits, it was inferred that all the others were dead, except that he had fainted before and did not resist or be injured. He survived and the bandits did not kill him because the bandits wanted manpower to dig the cave.

The bandits seemed to regret robbing them.

"It looks like there are not many people, how can they be so capable of fighting?"

"We were injured a lot, and the other party also died. It's really not worth the loss."

"There is only one half-dead person left who looks like he can't work. Why should we keep him?"

Words came in amid the smoky fire, hot and cold winds, and then someone really rushed in with chaotic footsteps. Although the yellow stool could not see anything, he could smell the smell of blood. It was a knife stained with blood.

He had smelled, of course, that the knife was stained with someone else's blood.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me." He struggled and shouted, his voice was very weak because he could only eat one meal a day, "I am still useful, I am still useful."

The bandit standing in front of him, holding a knife, sighed: "What's the use of you? Your injuries are too serious, and you will be a useless person if you survive."

Huang Shizi could feel his injury, and it seemed that there was a dent in his head. He tested it with his head on the ground, and it hurt, and there was blood gushing out. The bleeding did not stop for so long, which showed that these bandits did not treat him.

Damn, if this continues, he will really have no choice but to die.

But he's not dead yet.

"Uncle, uncle! Don't kill me!" Huang Shizi yelled with all his strength, "I'm a bandit!"

The rusty smell of the knife stopped at the back of his neck.

"Nonsense, you are a bandit. There are no bandits like you. You are obviously rich people." The bandit was very angry.

Huang Shizi did not dare to breathe: "I am a bandit, I am, you, do you know Guangzhou Prefecture? Do you know that Liangcun, Jiangyuan County, Guangzhou Prefecture has just been robbed? I, that is me, we did it!"

The man in front of him seemed to be thinking, then turned around and walked out. There were questions and discussions outside.

I don’t know where this is. This bandit doesn’t seem to know about the Liangcun disaster, but it doesn’t matter. Everyone in the world doesn’t know about Gwangju Prefecture. You can find out if you ask...

Sure enough, not long after, the footsteps came in again, and there were a few more, and the smelly knife was placed directly on his neck.

"You are such a vicious bandit! You can't stay anymore." The bandit from before shouted.

Of course, Huang Shizi would not be frightened by the bandits' righteousness, and directly offered temptation: "I can take you to Guangzhou Prefecture. Guangzhou Prefecture is rich. Every village has money and food."

Everyone knows that Gwangju Prefecture is rich, but it is also heavily guarded by soldiers and horses. Bandits and horse thieves like them cannot get in and can only covet and retreat. But the temptation of money and food is too great, especially now in winter...

"You, your life now is worse than the beggars in Guangzhou Prefecture." Huang Shizi shouted again, "I can take you in, I am from Guangzhou Prefecture."

The knife placed on my neck was gently sharpened, struggling and hesitating...

"I, my master, am a powerful person in Guangzhou Prefecture." Huang Shizi gritted his teeth and said.

The bandits also started shouting.

"Aren't you a bandit? How come a bandit still has a master?"

"A powerful person? Then if we go there, won't we be sending ourselves to death?"

"Kill him! He's a liar!"

Huang Shizi felt his neck sink, and the knife cut into his flesh. He screamed: "My master's surname is Huang! The Huang family of Guangzhou! My master needs bandits now! He will value you!"

The knife was pulled out of the flesh, and one hand lifted the cover over his head. The light was dazzling, and the noise disappeared in an instant.

Huang Ben was lying on the ground and tried his best to open a crack, and saw a tall man wearing a military uniform in the dazzling light.

"This is Guangzhou Mansion, please take us to see your master." He said calmly.

What do you mean? Huang Shizi's eyes adjusted to the light, and then he saw that he was not in a cave, but in a room decorated like a cave. The bandits in the room took off their rags and coats, revealing their clothes.

The military robe inside...

Huang Shizi looked towards the door and saw his companions and Tao Ran.

They were all tied and lying on the ground, their mouths were gagged, and everyone was looking at him. Some were desperate, some were frightened, and some were crying.

It’s over.....

Huang Shizi's eyes darkened and he fainted. He couldn't believe what happened.

Mr. Huang couldn't believe what happened. At that time, he was talking and laughing about the current situation with his family members.

The situation is gratifying.

The panic among the people in Gwangju Prefecture continues, and the speed and content of the rumors are spreading even more effectively than they expected.

When the Tian family and the Liao family arrived at Xuanwu Road, the people there began to speculate in horror, and rumors began to spread.

The most important thing is the soldiers and horses of Xuanwu Dao.

"Many places in Xuanwu Road are occupied by the Zhenwu Army, but there are still many places that do not belong to the Zhenwu Army. If they unscrupulously harm the Tian family and the Liao family, they will inevitably be counterattacked by other soldiers and horses." A hanger hung on the screen

He pointed at the map and smiled again, "I think many soldiers and horses are also looking forward to this scene."

"The old lady chose a good place for the Liao family." Another disciple praised, "Mrs. Wu is determined to control the hegemony of the Zhenwu Army. Naturally, other soldiers can also have this intention."

They all want to use troops to dominate, so naturally they won't be united.

A Huang family man picked up the tea and snorted: "If you are greedy, you will cause chaos wherever the Zhenwu Army is."

"There are people in the city who come to deliver grain." Another gentleman said with a smile, "It was claimed that the government bought enough grain, but it turned out that it was just a grain truck. It showed off in the city, entered the government warehouse, and then came out through the back door.

Then continue through the city, creating the illusion of a constant supply of grain trucks."

"I asked a few people to pretend that the refugees were very hungry and rushed to grab the food and scratched the food bag." One person laughed and said, "Guess what? There is just some grass in the food bag."

The people in the room laughed. Is this kind of trick a trick to deceive a child?

"The people in the government are so shameless, saying that this is fodder for horses." The man continued, sniffing and laughing, "They said that not only people in Gwangju Prefecture can be fed, but horses can also be fed, but they don't know.

This will make people even more frightened.”

The room was filled with laughter and snorts.

Old Mr. Huang put down the tea cup in his hand and interrupted. He did not take pleasure in admiring his opponent's struggle before death, he only wanted to see his opponent's death.

"Which house are they moving to now?" he asked.

"The family of Chiang and Han is moving on Wednesday within the jurisdiction of Guangzhou Prefecture," a guest replied.

Old Mrs. Huang frowned: "That's not right, why is it missing?"

The retainer said: "The Wu family, the Lin family, and the Sun family said they would have to move later if they have something to do."

"What's the matter?" Mr. Huang sat up straight, "Why didn't anyone tell me?"

"It's like this. I told my father last time that Mrs. Wu's retainers came to the Wu family and became arrogant, which made Old Mrs. Wu very angry." A gentleman hurriedly explained, "Later, the Wu family said that Old Mrs. Wu was old and worried that he would not be able to survive on the road.

Stay and take care of yourself at home first."

Old Mrs. Huang was very surprised: "Wouldn't it be better not to be able to hold on? Being forced to leave home and die on the road, Old Mrs. Wu is trying to gain fame for his descendants. Are the whole Wu family stupid?"

Having said this, he patted the table.

"Go, call the Wu family, and I'll talk to them."

Just as the people in the room were about to respond, there was muffled thunder in the distance outside, and the ground beneath their feet was shaking slightly.

This is not an earthquake, this is a lot of footsteps.

What's going on?

Someone stumbled in from outside and knelt down.

"Mrs. Wu! Madam Wu! They are coming to our house with their troops and horses."

.....

.....

Soldiers and horses passed through the gates on all sides of Gwangju Palace.

Wearing armor, holding swords and spears, and carrying shields, they walked in three columns on the streets of Gwangju Prefecture. Their steps were neat and strict. There were fifteen people in one line and forty-five people in three lines. But the neat footsteps seemed to come from one person. Three lines

One person, one team and one team after another.

The entire Gwangju Prefecture was shaken.

The hearts of the people who were hiding in their homes, windows and alleys to spy were shaken, and their always-frightened expressions became even more frightened.

They had seen this kind of scene before, when the Zhenwu Army sent out troops to defend the city and fight the rebels. They stood outside the city gate and watched groups of soldiers and horses passing through and forming formations. It was exciting and exciting to watch.

But now these military formations are not going outside the city, but coming inside the city. What are they going to do?

Are swords and guns finally aimed not at the rebels, but at the people?

Everyone thought of the recent private rumors that Guangzhou Prefecture has no money or food. The government and soldiers raise so many people and attract so many refugees. In fact, they are using the people as cattle and sheep to eat when there is nothing to eat.

Drop them.

This first spread among the children, and of course the adults didn't believe it. But as the children cried day and night, people in the city continued to flee, and all the shops closed, the adults' hearts began to waver.

All the aristocratic families have fled, and no one will tell them why no matter how they ask.

The family was rich and powerful, so the government let them go.

And ordinary people like them have no money and no power. What else can they do except work for the government?

Then a poem was circulated among the adults. The poem talked about the dynasty's melee before the Great Xia. There were fierce soldiers who called the common people two-legged sheep.

Yes, many things happened in history. They had long forgotten it when they lived in prosperous times, thinking that they were ridiculous things, but in troubled times, everything is ridiculous!

What should adults and children do if they hug each other and are frightened during the day and cry together at night?

Some people angrily suggested in private that since the government and soldiers wanted to harm them, they should resist. Waiting for death would be death, so it was better to fight hard.

They are unarmed, the world is in chaos, and rebels are rampant, but Daxia still has an emperor. Daxia is still here. If there is a riot, the emperor will save them.

This is the only chance of survival.

Countless undercurrents of hesitation, excitement, madness and apprehension were flowing among the people, but before anything happened, the Zhenwu Army entered the city!

What to do? Should we fight now or wait to die? The people of Gwangju Prefecture were frightened and desperate.

But as the soldiers formed, there were familiar shouts from the officers on the street, but what they shouted today was not what the weather was like. Be careful about the candles. Fighting with cattle and horses was prohibited in the market. No running around. If you don’t deal with excrement, you would be fined 300 yuan...

"Guangzhou Prefecture captured the rebels and sent troops into the city."

"People are prohibited from rioting and colliding, otherwise they will be punished as bandits."

Horse hooves galloping in the streets and alleys, these two sentences are repeated constantly.

When they saw that only the words broke through the door and window, and the soldiers and horses did not rush in, the people behind the door and window became bolder.

Someone opened the door, someone leaned out the window, and someone walked out.

Groups of soldiers and horses passed by ignored them, and the officer who was running just repeated the words on his horse and warned: "Don't run around and shout."

Is that it? People couldn’t help but ask: “The rebels have entered the city?”

The official looked at them: "I'm not entering the city, I'm staying in the city."

The people were in an uproar. Sure enough, there were rebels, and the Gwangju Prefecture was about to be destroyed. The reason why the aristocratic families fled was finally confirmed. The shouts were sternly suppressed by the officials before they started.

"They are traitors, not rebels!"

"No noise!"

"The traitor has been controlled, Mrs. Wu will go and arrest her personally!"

"Unrelated people are not allowed to spread rumors or riot. Anyone who violates this rule will be punished as a traitor and ally with the party!"

Amidst the shouts of the officials, especially the rebels who have been controlled, Mrs. Wu personally caught these words, the turbulent crowd gradually quieted down, and saw groups of officers and soldiers passing through the street, but did not kill them.

In other places, some people poked their heads and tentatively walked in the direction of the officers and soldiers.

The officers and soldiers turned a blind eye and just ran quickly, and the officers did not stop. Thinking of the previous slogan, they only asked not to spread rumors and not to riot, but did not ask everyone to close the doors and lock the doors and prohibit walking and gathering on the streets.

So more and more people walked out of their homes and crossed the streets, chasing the officers and soldiers.

The Huang family's house was surrounded by officers and soldiers. Among the cold weapons, the woman on horseback in white clothes stood out particularly.

Shining in the sunlight, the slender neck and perfect waist can only be carved by gods.

But when the men in front of the Huang family looked at this woman, they didn't feel the slightest aura of immortality, only the ghostly aura of death.

Huang Axiao let out a loud laugh.

"What nonsense. How can I, the Huang family, be a traitor?"

"Mr. Wu, you are framed and framed."

"In this bright world, Wu, are you going to kill civilians with your mouth?"

Mrs. Wu didn't answer him. The one who answered him was Yuan Ji who was standing in front.

"You are inciting twenty-six families in the thirteen counties under the jurisdiction of Gwangju Prefecture to move away from Gwangju Prefecture." He said, then waved his hand and said, "Bring witnesses."

Seven people from the soldiers came out. Seeing these people, the people were in a commotion. They were some familiar lords.

Huang Axiao sneered and called out their names one by one: "I thought your father, your mother, and your ancestors were really sick and dying, but they turned out to be able to go out."

Some of the seven people looked ashamed and looked away, while others took one step forward and never looked back, with calm expressions.

One person ignored Huang Axiao's sarcasm, raised his hand and saluted the Huang family, and then turned to Mrs. Wu's soldiers and the people: "We were summoned by the Huang family and decided to move out of Guangzhou Prefecture."

He spoke and others stopped dodging and came out one after another to discuss where they would go. After several discussions, who was present, what order of eviction was decided, and how many people should move at one time to make the people more panicked.

During their narration, the public heard bursts of noise, shock, and disbelief from time to time.

Huang and others looked calm, either indifferent, or sneered with disdain.

"I'm done." After the seven people finished speaking, they bowed to everyone again and raised their sleeves to cover their faces. "We are guilty."

Huang Axiao smiled and raised his sleeves at them: "We haven't finished yet. Why don't you tell us why we need to discuss this?"

The seven people froze slightly and covered their faces with their sleeves, as if they were too embarrassed to show their faces, let alone hear Huang Axiao's words.

Huang Axiao did not ask them any more questions, but also bowed to Mrs. Wu and the people: "Yes, this was called by my family. As for why, it was because Mrs. Wu asked for money, food and land, and we had to leave."

Huang Axiao called out of the accounting room. A long account book was opened at the accounting door. It was written how much and how much food was paid in He Yue and when. There was also a receipt with a big red seal from the government, which was clear and unambiguous.

"Aren't all of your families like this?" Huang Axiao looked at the seven people hiding their faces again, "Am I inciting you? There's war and chaos outside. If it weren't for you not being able to survive, if I asked you to leave, would you really dare to leave?"

The people were in an uproar and talking again, and the seven people hid their faces deeper.

"What's wrong with the government collecting your money and food?" Yuanji said calmly, "Who guarantees that you will have no worries about food, drink, play, and wealth in Guangzhou Prefecture, where you can enjoy the red leaves in autumn and the snow in winter, and a three-day banquet and a five-day garden tour? It's the government and the officers and soldiers.

Businessmen have to pay to hire government officers and soldiers to protect their safety, why shouldn't you pay?"

The people's noise stopped. That's right. What's wrong with that? It should be right.

"People have no money or food, so they come to work." Yuan Ji said, "If you don't want to pay for food, you can still work. If you don't want to pay for food and don't want to work, and you still want to enjoy happiness in Gwangju Prefecture, then

But that’s not possible.”

Huang Axiao's face looked a little annoyed. He forgot that he was facing the people now. Although these people could be controlled by the family, they were not of the same mind as them.

This reason does not work in front of the public.

Before he could speak again, Yuanji stopped asking this question.

"It doesn't matter if you are an inciting family, you can leave whenever you want, but you are still spreading rumors in the city to confuse the people." He said, waving his hand.

Then some officers and soldiers pushed out more than a dozen people. These people were either clerks, refugees, or businessmen. They were all tied up. They knelt down and told them their identities and origins, and then how much money they had received from the Huang family.

Where and when the rumors were spread, and whoever was present at the time could even tell one or two.

And those one or two people happened to be watching the fun, and they testified in surprise that they were what he said at first, that they were two-legged sheep, that the rebels were coming, that the well water was dry, etc.

Thinking that the news that kept them awake at night with fear turned out to be false, the people let out noisy and angry curses.

Huang Axiao remained motionless amidst the scoldings, with a calm and arrogant expression: "You are completely baseless. You say we arranged for people to spread rumors. Why can't you arrange for them to frame you?"

This kind of thing is all a lawsuit of words. It's just you saying what I say and everyone saying. What are you afraid of?

Yuanji did not argue with him, but added: "Spreading rumors kills people with your words. In addition, you also pretend to be thieves and kill people with your sword."

He waved his hand again.

"Bring here the robber and murderer of Liangcun."

Huang Axiao's expression changed slightly, and he saw a group of people being brought up. The leader, a dozen people dressed as guards, were tied up and escorted away, followed by a dozen children of various sizes.

"Do you recognize these people?" Yuan Ji said.

The officers and soldiers then pulled up the hair of the tied dozen people and showed their faces in front of others.

The crowd surged, and after a while there were shouts one after another, asking me to recognize him, calling him by his name.

The people of the Huang family standing in front of the door couldn't hide their horror. Didn't these people leave by escorting Tao Ran? And they were caught? Where was Tao Ran? No, no, the most important thing is that these escorts are the Huang family's people.

, the Huang family has been growing up in Gwangju Prefecture for decades. They have parents, relatives and friends... there will always be someone who will recognize them!

And when these dozen people were pulled to reveal their faces, some of the dozen or so children who were either trembling or with lifeless expressions suddenly became excited, yelled, rushed over, and began to beat the dozen or so people.

"It's him!"

"He killed my mother! I still remember him!"

Some shouted, while others just cried loudly. Crying made the world instantly quiet.

The onlookers knew who they were without asking.

At the moment of death, it is the children who are protected by their parents and relatives with their lives.

There were more than a hundred people in Liangcun, but now only a dozen or so people remain.

I don’t know how they spent that desperate and sad moment, with the tragic death of their loved ones and the appearance of the murderer etched in their hearts.

The servants of the Huang family turned out to be bandits who robbed and killed Liangcun. What does this mean?

There were no questions or comments from the people. All eyes were looking this way. The silence was scarier than the noise.

"These guards were arranged by your Huang family to pretend to be bandits and plunder good villages." Yuan Ji said, "They have confessed and been detained, and now we want to hold you accountable."

They considered the worst case scenario before doing anything. The men in front of the Huang family regained their composure after a brief period of panic.

"How could I know this wasn't because you were beaten into submission!" A man stood up and shouted, with an angry look on his face.

"These are the guards of my Huang family escorting their relatives to Beijing, and you actually kidnapped and killed them." Another man shouted, taking a step forward, "You relied on the soldiers and horses in your hands to fabricate evidence to frame me, the Huang family."

Mr. Huang Axiao put his sleeves behind his back. He was not anxious or angry, but said calmly: "Without the government or the court's order, you can't even think of entering my house."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fairy voice fell from the sky, and Mrs. Wu, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

There was no question or accusation. She looked at the door of Huang's house and just said: "Take someone."

She gave the order, and the row of soldiers standing at the front rushed towards the gate.

"How dare you!"

Several people from the Huang family shouted angrily, and two men rushed up and waved their hands.

"If you want to enter, just pass through us!"

Before they finished speaking, they met the soldiers who were rushing towards them, and with a pop, the spears pierced their chests.

The angry shouts turned into screams.

Before the screams stopped, there was a pop, and the spear was pulled out from their chests, blood gushing out like a fountain. At the same time, a foot stepped on them, cutting off their last screams, and stepping on their soft bodies, they stepped over.

Stepped over it.

Not stepping on the body.

It's stepping on corpses.

Huang Axiao, who was standing one step behind the two people, turned pale instantly. The blood and corpses had already reached the blood-stained spear in front of him...

He let out a scream and backed away.

The people on the street finally came to their senses at this time and screamed.

The prefect who rushed over with the officials happened to see this scene, his body went limp and he let out a hoarse shout.

Kill, kill!

Mrs. Wu, she killed someone!


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