At this time, the old man could see that Mrs. Ye was not a freeloader.
"This is too expensive, little brother. Since you are not one of them, just wait until the next time you pass by and pay the money. Who hasn't had a difficult time?" The old man reasoned and handed the gem to Mrs. Ye.
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"It's okay, these belongings are nothing to me." Mrs. Ye shook her head.
But the old man insisted on returning the gem, so Mrs. Ye could only accept it and said: "Then I will go to the pawn shop tomorrow to exchange some money and then settle the account."
At this time, the girl named Xiaomaru also turned her head away from the old man's arms, her eyes still dim with tears, but she was not as scared as before.
She said timidly: "You, are you really not one of those people?"
Mrs. Ye touched her head and said with a smile: "Probably not. Why did you just say that there are no heroes, only demons?"
Xiao Wanwan wiped his eyes with one arm and said: "Because the heroes can only kill people, they also made Wanwan a cripple. Tingting is avoiding me now when she sees me."
Mrs. Ye turned to look at the old man, who was frowning deeply, and asked: "Old man, can you tell me what happened?"
The old man held Wanwan in his arms, sat down with a sigh, and told the whole story.
It turns out that the old man's surname is Xu, and he has a son named Xu Ying, who is a disciple of the Huwei Gang, a small sect in Jingzhou City. Although the sect is a third-rate sect and the martial arts he learned is also third-rate, his lofty ambition to travel the world with a sword is not the same.
It's the real deal.
These days, who doesn’t want to shoulder a three-foot iron sword and turn the world that they think is magnificent and heroic into chaos?
Although every knight-errant has this kind of ambition, most of them just stay silent in this world of eating people and not spitting out their bones, without making any waves.
Take the Huwei Gang as an example. It's not a well-known and decent sect, so naturally it doesn't have any pilgrims.
What should I do if my sect wants to run?
In addition to charging a high membership fee to receive a basic secret book, the disciples are also responsible for doing the "private jobs" that the gang takes over, such as acting as escorts for people today, doing security for people tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow.
My gang has a fight with someone and is in urgent need of thugs. What should I do?
How many taels of silver can each person pay?
Yes, this is the bottom level of Jianghu, and it is also the main tone of Jianghu.
There is no way, a hero also needs to eat. If you can't let go of the sword in your hand, you can't pick up the hoe and pole at home, and you don't have peerless martial arts. If you don't tie your head to your belt, how can you support your family?
Haven't you seen that every year in pawn shops, a lot of "peerless swords" are collected at low prices and then left to gather dust in the corner, and few of the heroes who swore to them at the beginning come back to redeem them?
Moreover, the government turns a blind eye to this kind of gang war. If they really want to take care of it, how can they do it?
Which disciple of a famous and upright family doesn't have a few lives on his hands?
Even the compassionate Abbot Xuanci of Shaolin, if you say that if you kill one person, you will pay for it with one life, giving him ten heads is not enough.
Moreover, if those famous and decent sects were really famous, they would have already formed a form of separate jurisdiction from the imperial court. For example, Shaolin Kunlun and other major sects have thousands of disciples in total.
Everyone is a martial arts expert. How many talented people in the local government know martial arts?
If your court really rushes in to arrest someone, it will probably have to mobilize tens of thousands of armored soldiers from the imperial city or the border, and divide them into several groups to carry out encirclement and suppression, which will also cause a backlash from other sects!
For the sake of one person's life and death, you launch a large-scale battle involving tens of thousands of people in the country. Is it worth it?
Therefore, the government and martial arts people also have a certain consensus, that is, gang matters should be resolved by the gangs themselves. If you report to the official, you will break the rules. How can I, a majestic gangster, settle my grudges in a place like the imperial court?
And Xu Ying is one of those rare knights who still retains his old beliefs after seeing the real world.
Compared with those "chivalrous knights" who are obsessed with fighting, eating meat and drinking wine, forgetting why they carried that sword in the past, they usually do justice and fight injustices, and they also win in the three towns and five miles.
A little bit of good reputation.
Regardless of whether he is from the same hometown or not, when mentioning Xu Ying, who would not give a thumbs up and say that the old Xu family produced a famous hero.
But his mistake was that he was nosy when the disciples of the "Xuanyuan Sword Sect", the largest sect in Jingzhou, were traveling.
On that day, Zhao Fei, the son of the King of Jingzhou County, went on an autumn hunting trip with great fanfare. In addition to fifty yellow-armored cavalry, several elders of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect led a large group of disciples to accompany him.
There was a lot of traffic all the way, and the ban on riding on the official road was like a decoration. People fell on their backs and collapsed one after another, but who dared to say something wrong loudly?
Although the county prince can only support three hundred private soldiers in name, the Xuanyuan Sword Sect's rise to fame and dominance in Jingzhou is not dependent on this prince. It can be said that although it is not a private soldier, it is
It is better than private soldiers. It is said that the tribute paid to the palace every year is carried on several carriages, and boxes of real gold and silver are carried into the hanging flower gate.
How could Prince Zhao Fei, who was called the "Evil Jiao" after he shot a courtesan who dared to resist through the chest and abdomen on a boat that was crossing the river, and hung him on a flagpole to be exposed to the sun for three days? How could he care about these flat-headed people?
The thinking of ordinary people is that they are rushing all the way to their hunting place.
Everyone from the Huwei Gang was by the official road and witnessed this scene completely.
At that time, in the middle of the official road, there happened to be a pregnant woman who was about to give birth. When she saw a large group of people charging toward her, she was naturally frightened. When she was about to get out of the way, her amniotic water broke, and she knelt down alone in the official road in fear.
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Xu Ying was the only person present who dared to go to the rescue when the cavalry was approaching.
But there were so many yellow-armored cavalry clearing the way. The prince was in high spirits, and without even looking to see if she was a pregnant woman, he just picked up the tip of his spear, hung it on the barrel of the gun, rode for several feet, and threw the body aside.
Xu Ying was the only one who stepped forward to lend a helping hand, but he was not saved. Instead, the fishy amniotic fluid and hot blood splashed all over his face.
An ordinary man is still angry, let alone Xu Ying, a man of seven feet?
So Xu Ying, a third-rate disciple of a third-rate sect, drew out the third-rate sword.
But the aloof prince didn't even look at him. The guard beside him swept his scabbard away, knocked away his iron sword, and drove away on his precious horse.
However, two disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect stopped at the elder's signal.
He didn't say anything bad or insult the deceased, he just looked at him with indifference and pity, thinking that she was his wife, and bluntly said that he wanted to compensate him with money.
Xu Ying, whose face was covered with scarlet blood, bent down, but did not pick up the coins thrown on the ground. Instead, he glanced at the Huwei gang who dispersed in a hurry, and picked up his iron sword.
Old Uncle Xu remembered that Xu Ying was escorted back by two disciples of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect. His body was covered with scars and his orifices were bleeding. When he took the sword in his arms, this man who had never shed a tear knelt directly in front of him and the little boy.
In front of Maruwan, he cried loudly and kowtowed in repentance.
He said that he had killed someone and now he had to pay for it with his life, but he had no regrets, he was just afraid of implicating his grandfather and grandson. If he was given another chance, he would still strike out with those two swords.
He is a third-rate swordsman, but a first-rate knight.