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One hundred and twenty-three people die for wealth and birds die for food

When they had finished laughing and returned to the car, Xu Xian opened the curtain and went in to see the people sitting inside with strange expressions on their faces. He laughed and cursed: "We are going home for the New Year. What are you doing with everyone crying and mourning?"

However, even the old carpenter looked at him with strange eyes. Xu Xian was a little confused. He found a place to sit down and asked again: "What's going on? I went out to pee and came back, and everyone acted like they owed you 800 yuan..." ..”

The young craftsman with a rough face stood up and came over to pat him on the shoulder, and then whispered in a low voice: "Come to the cart tonight, I have something to do."

After saying that, he glanced at Wei Changpan, who came in later, and said no more words.

The cart moved forward slowly.

----

"What happened to the people on the government notices? There are so many unjust, false and wrongly convicted cases these days!"

In the listening stable of an inn next to the main road, several people sneaked in one after another after nightfall. They didn't bring any candle oil, and they were huddled inside in the dark, discussing something. Then there was this angry sound. Then shout.

"Keep it down, stupid uncle, do you have to wake up everyone in this inn?" The young craftsman with a rough face lowered his voice, "When we go down further, we will reach the border of Songfeng County, and not far away will be the government office. When the time comes, please ask Brother Xu to help us. The other few helped, but he won them all anyway. When the time comes, the government will reward the brothers with 30% of the silver reward, and we will share the remaining 70%."

"They say he is someone wanted by the government. Even if we hand him over, if there is a mistake, it will be the government's fault. There is still money to be taken. What does it have to do with us ordinary people..."

"Don't call me Brother Xu, it sounds disgusting." Xu Xian frowned and said, "I don't understand. Brother Wei just saved everyone's life, is it possible that he really needs to be exchanged for some dirty money? ?Every beast knows how to repay a favor, and it is really worse than a pig or a dog."

Fortunately, the big car was dark, otherwise the red and white faces of the people inside would have been really pretty.

Xu Xian stood up and got out of the cart. The old carpenter on the cart hesitated and said again, "I, Xu Xian, will never do such ungrateful things. Whoever does it will give birth to a child without an asshole."

Most of the people in this inn room share a room, so they can save some money on the room. After all, taking this not very spacious and comfortable car to return home means that everyone is not well-off, and they don't have to worry about saving face and money. Suffer.

Tiptoeing, he opened the door and entered the house. There was no light in the house, and he was completely helpless. Xu Xian fumbled to get back on his bed to sleep, but his calf bumped against a stool. He hissed in pain, and suddenly he thought something bad was wrong. , Wufu's five senses are keen, not to mention that such a loud noise in the same room would wake up ordinary people.

However, the steady and orderly sound of snoring could still be heard from the bed a few steps away, in a serious tone.

"I know you're awake. Get up quickly and stop pretending to be asleep." Xu Xian pounced on Wei Changpan and pinched the ears of Wei Changpan, who still refused to get up. "After all, he is also a Jianghu person. Can you be more upright? I have something to tell you."

"Why can't we talk about it when we get up tomorrow morning? I have a broken arm and am tired." Wei Changpan said, rubbing his sleepy eyes and holding up his arms with his other movable arm.

After lighting the oil lamp in the room, Wei Changpan hurriedly pulled the quilt up. Unexpectedly, the sharp-eyed Xu saw him first, pulled him away and was laughed at: "Brother Wei, do you still wear shoes when sleeping?"

Wei Changpan mumbled a little and couldn't explain what was going on. When Xu Xian saw this, he sighed and said, "Don't listen like others when you have a broken arm. Fortunately, we are a warrior, otherwise you can't hear the sound of breathing in the carriage. Come on, if you meet some old fritters, you will have been noticed a long time ago."

Although he thought that there was nothing wrong with what he did, Wei Changpan couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. Xu Xian didn't notice that his arm in front of him was inconvenient and he almost fell down.

"Those people have no moral integrity at all. They have received favors from you, Brother Wei, but they still want to harm you. They are worse than pigs and dogs." Xu Xian scolded without lowering his voice. The room in this inn was only separated by a thin board wall. Come to think of it,

It can be heard clearly even from three to five rooms apart.

"Keep your voice down, everyone else in the store is asleep, so don't raise your voice." To stop Mr. Xu, who was still yelling at the top of his lungs, Wei Changpan pulled off his cotton shoes and got into bed again.

Really slept.

"Brother Wei, you're really not angry." Xu Xian was dumbfounded, "They want to trade your life for money, are you really not angry?"

Wei Changpan curled up in the thin quilt without making a sound, tucking the corners of the quilt. It didn't matter if he felt uncomfortable, or if he couldn't get angry.

The wages of avarice is death.

"I need to keep an eye on you for the rest of the night," Xu Xian muttered, pulling his own bed board next to Wei Changpan and lying down.

"Why?"

"I'm afraid that you kid won't be able to think about it in the middle of the night. You'll go to the kitchen and get a kitchen knife and chop it up."

"gab."

"We will reach the border of Qishan County in two days, but we can't pass through Songfeng County. Then Songfeng Mountain in Songfeng County colluded with the government to frame Old Hero Zhang." Xu Xian said, "Old Hero Zhang is a man who knows who is who in the county.

I don’t know, even now most of them are dubious, but none of the disciples of the old hero Zhang said anything, my master also said it, it’s really heartbreaking..."

Wei Changpan was chatting endlessly, thinking it was just to help him fall asleep, and fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day and ate my morning meal in the inn, the faces of the people traveling in the cart were a little unnatural. They were sitting far away from Wei Changpan and Xu Xian who were coming later. Several people gathered at the same table, and when they saw them coming, they reluctantly

Xiaoxiao said hello.

"How can you sit so far away if you don't have any trouble in your heart?" Xu Xian showed contempt and deliberately conveyed his voice louder.

No longer trying to dissuade Xu Xian, Wei Changpan picked up the steaming bowl of porridge. There was only a pinch of rice in the porridge water. It was just freshly cooked. There was a fist-sized red sweet potato on the side. That was it.

A simple meal costs ten cents, and picking up a pickle with chopsticks costs another cent. Xu Xian, who couldn't keep his tongue busy, went to the shopkeeper to argue, but was persuaded to stop.

Even if the harvest is bad, the whole grain of red sweet potato has become a life-saving food for many poor families. One acre of land can produce 30 dan, which is equivalent to the output of several acres of wheat fields and rice fields. This year, hungry people in Jiangzhou are fleeing, and every household is struggling.

After hoarding food, the price of rice has mushroomed like mushrooms after a rain. The cost of rice purchased by the inn has doubled, so red sweet potato has become the best choice for cooking.

According to Wei Changpan's appetite, it would take ten or eight people to eat the fist-sized red potatoes. Needless to say, the bowl of porridge and water was better than nothing, so he had to spend more than ten cents to ask the shopkeeper for some more red potatoes.

When I came back, I happened to see Xu Xian strutting back with a bowl of freshly steamed bacon. The aroma filled the room as soon as he came in, making the throats of those who had not been exposed to meat for a long time make the sound of swallowing saliva.

"Brother Wei, let's eat." Xu Xian winked, "It won't taste good if it's not eaten cold. This year's bacon is steamed with prunes and vegetables."

"Brother Xu, I'm so sorry..."

"Hey, Xu Xian owes you Wei Changpan his life. From now on, we are brothers. Why don't you treat me to a bowl of meat?" He said, putting the pair of chopsticks into Wei Changpan's hand that could still move, "Eat, this

Every bowl is yours."

Are these brothers... Wei Changpan looked up at this chatty young man and thought to himself.

"What are you looking at? Eat quickly, eat quickly." The chatty young man in front of him winked at him, "I'm so greedy for those grandsons."

He moved his chopsticks. Perhaps the inn had put too much salt in the bacon when they cooked it. The salty taste was so harsh that it was difficult to swallow. But Xu Xian looked forward to seeing him eating the meat, so he licked the bowl of bacon three times.

Put it in your mouth, swallow it, and smile with satisfaction.

"Good guy, don't worry, no one will compete with you." Xu Xian smiled and swallowed secretly.

----

After two days of journey, the atmosphere on the bus became awkward. No one was talking nonsense. Even if there were people, it was just whispers from a few fellow villagers. After what happened, it was destined that the people in the bus would no longer be as harmonious as before.

Xu Xian didn't care. This arrogant and talented young man didn't bother to associate with these ungrateful guys. He kept Wei Changpan around all day long either telling anecdotes about the world, or exchanging words about the two's fist and kick skills.

Everyone's boxing skills are based on outsiders' methods, so they are all from the same sect. It's not difficult to talk about it, but the two of them are not very high in martial arts. They often can't explain clearly at certain critical joints, and there are no senior teachers around.

After solving their doubts, the two of them groped forward, inevitably taking some detours.

The old carpenter on the cart, who was usually the most talkative, also talked a lot, which made Wei Changpan feel a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, he was infected by Xu Xianlet's temperament, so he didn't take it too seriously.

Entering the territory of Songfeng County, everyone in the cart noticed that the food on the faces of the hungry people they met along the way was not as good as in the previous places, not to mention that starving people died on the road, which was a common occurrence in the past few days, had never been seen in Songfeng County.

, until I asked someone when I stopped to rest, I found out:

"No one died of hunger in Songfeng County, and it was only because of the mercy of Mr. Gao Yuntiangao on Songfeng Mountain." An old man on crutches in the tea shed said, stroking his long snow-white beard, "There is no food in the Jiangzhou granaries, and the government is closed."

Without leaving the porridge shack, the hungry people from other states in Songfeng County are about to starve to death. Why don’t they rely on the kindness of Mr. Gao to sell their property in exchange for food and open a private porridge shack to store food? I tell you, it’s so good

Mr. Yuntian, it’s hard to see him.”

Xu Xian spat out the tea in the cup and was about to scold Gao Xu for being a hypocrite, but was stopped by Wei Changpan, so he had to listen patiently to the old man's words. The guests around him also praised Gao Xu for his benefits.

The two of them were silent on the spot, but after Xu Xian returned to the cart, he scolded him again: "Old fool, you are bribed with no favors, and you can't see the dirty things people do in Gaoli County, one bite at a time.

Gao Yuntian, your lover Gao Xu is your long-lost biological father..."

The cart moved, leaving the tea shed and walking on the border of Songfeng County, one step closer to Qishan County.


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