"Master, do we still want to go?" the strong man asked solemnly.
Zhao Feng just glanced at him and knew that he was worried.
"Go, why don't you go? This is the best opportunity to get close to the Tan family."
"Then I will send a few more people to follow me. If something unexpected happens, I can take care of you." The strong man was still a little worried. There are only two people left in the Zhao family, and Master Zhao Long is currently practicing in Daming Temple.
, Zhao Feng is the only one who can support the Zhao family.
"You don't need so many, just three good ones."
The lazy young man is not worried. Considering his current level, if he wants to escape, unless the other party is in the hero level, there is no way he can stop him.
After saying that, without waiting for the strong man to refute, he went back to the house and meditated.
…
It was not only Zhao Feng who received the invitation, there were also some other forces, including the bodyguard bureau, the chamber of commerce that had been operating here all year round, some second-rate and third-rate sects, and of course family forces, among which there was one in Yinren Village.
A visit to the Helian family in Yunxi.
Since Helian Hai lost everyone's heart, the Helian family has been in a state of decline, and there is even a faint tendency to fall out of the second-rate family.
He Lianjing held the invitation in his hand, and his palms were trembling slightly. Unlike back then, his temples were now gray and wrinkled, making him look more like an old man than before.
Since the destruction of Yinren Town, the Helian family has not been summoned by the imperial court in the past few years. Even the Tan family has had little contact with him. At most, they only exchanged a few words during festivals and did not even receive gifts.
He Lianjing was naturally aware of the reason. It was simply that the family was weak, with neither martial arts geniuses nor strong men to guard it. It would be great if they could maintain their status as a second-rate family.
"Butler, have you seen where Hai Xin went?"
"Master, the young master has been in seclusion in the house these days and has never gone out." But after finishing speaking, the housekeeper then asked in a low voice: "Do you want me to call the young master?"
After listening to the steward's words, He Lian Jing's face was heavy. Ever since he came back from being ordered to investigate the annexation of Yin Ren Village and Tiexin Village, He Lian Hai Xin had almost stopped participating in the Tan Family Heroes Association. He spent all day in his room doing nothing but studying and practicing.
Even his father rarely sees each other.
"Forget it, I won't take him with me this time."
"yes."
…
In Qiu Shan Town, Yunxi County, dozens of green-armored soldiers drove several carriages through the town in a swaggering manner. The people on both sides of the street were no longer surprised by this. Every autumn, this group of soldiers would go to the villages to collect taxes.
Cereals, it’s just a little early this year.
"Quick, quick, get the fuck out of my way!"
The chief leader held a long black whip in his hand and kept whipping the crowd. Some old people who ran slower because of their weak legs and feet were inevitably whipped. Some of them were too old and suffered direct pain.
Those who fainted and ducked to the sides were fine, but those standing in the middle of the street were trampled directly by the fierce horses and died on the spot.
You must know that these fierce horses are equipped with horseshoes, and if they are kicked, they will die or be injured.
Watching the majestic carriages going away, the common people sighed one after another, and then told each other whose descendants were injured and whose father died. In short, those who should get medicine should get medicine, and those who should buy coffins should buy coffins.
The remaining blood on the ground will be cleaned up by whoever is in front of the house.
The waiters of the two taverns took a large basin of slightly turbid well water and poured it on the ground, trying their best to wash away the undried blood on the street.
The younger waiter has been coming to the tavern for four or five years. His days are long or short, but every time he sees such a scene, he always gets angry:
"Bah, these days are really getting worse every year."
Upon hearing this, the older man's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly whispered:
"Shh~, keep your voice down, don't let those people hear you, otherwise your head will fall off."
"What are you afraid of? I'll die in the sky. Eighteen years later, I'll be a good man again!" Apparently, the young waiter was overwhelmed with anger.
At this time, the older man stretched his neck and looked around. He saw that the Qingjia soldiers were making such a fuss on the street, and no one wanted to stay there anymore, so they all went back to the house. The older waiter felt relieved.
Fortunately, no one noticed this, but he immediately turned to look at the young waiter and cursed:
"You're damn fearless, but what about the other people in our tavern? Don't forget that if the shopkeeper hadn't taken you in out of pity and given you a job, you'd have been damn hungry.
died!"
The young waiter was originally angry, but now he was scolded by the other party, and he suddenly came to his senses. He openly insulted the court here, but he would have to sit down.
"Well, if it hadn't been for a severe drought, my family wouldn't have been unable to pay the grain tax, and I wouldn't have been reduced to this..."
The older waiter naturally understands the pain of the other party. He was the same back then. If it weren't for the friendship between his father and the owner of the tavern, he would have starved to death on the street now. After thinking about it, he thought that he was used to seeing this scene.
He would be more honest, but in the end he couldn't help but cursed:
"Bah, this God is really blind. Good people don't live long, but disasters last for thousands of years!"
"You two, what are you doing there? Come back and greet the guests as soon as you're done." In the tavern, a middle-aged man holding an account book was shouting at the two people on the street.
The older waiter calmed down after hearing this. He wiped away the slightly glistening tears from the corners of his eyes, turned around and replied with a large basin in hand:
"Okay, here we go!"
But the young waiter said nothing and just followed silently into the tavern...
Outside Qinghong Village, the group of Qingjia soldiers rode a carriage to the village. It was noon at this time, and the men in the village who were harvesting wheat in the farmland had not returned yet. Only some old and weak women and children were at home.
The leader put away his long whip and kicked open the door of Li Shi's house.
There was a "bang" sound, and the old man who was sleeping in the house was startled. Then he cursed and got dressed, ready to go out to see who was causing trouble.
"Who is so blind as to dare to kick in my door?!"
However, as soon as the old man went out, he saw Shi Chang wearing green armor. At this time, Shi Chang was looking at him indifferently. It was obvious that his words just now were heard by the man in front of him. The old man was so frightened that he knelt down quickly.
On the ground, he gave himself a slap and whispered:
"I'm sorry, gentlemen. I thought some naughty child was causing trouble in front of the door. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry. I...I kowtow to you and ask your forgiveness."