Yang Er, as usual, came to Yong'an Town, tightened his clothes, and walked towards the Eastern District, although the Eastern District is an area where the people live, and there is no money in other districts, but it is valuable in the human touch, although the rich families in the Western District are rich and eat well, you can let them give you something, it is too difficult.

It's just that before he entered the East District, he heard several loud shouts and curses behind him, and he could hear the flying and domineering energy just by listening to the sound.

Yang Er turned his head curiously, and saw more than a dozen tall horses coming from a distance, and there were more than a dozen big men with tigers on their backs, all of them with tight muscles and sharp eyes, and they were masters at a glance, and more than a dozen guards guarded a carriage in the middle, heading towards the mayor's mansion in the center of the town, and the guards in front of the team looked around vigilantly while driving away the crowd in front.

The people in the carriage were lifting the curtains to look at both sides, Uncle Yang looked at the battle in front of him, and said in his heart, fortunately, he hid far away, otherwise he would not be able to bear the whip by these guards.

Just when Yang Er breathed a sigh of relief, the people in the carriage were slightly stunned when they saw Yang Er on the side of the street, and then stopped the carriage, and the captain of the guard in front of the team saw this, and hurriedly dismounted and came to the carriage respectfully: "I don't know what the mayor commands." ”

Mayor Zhang stretched out his hand and pointed at the beggar and asked, "Do you know who he is?"

The captain of the guard turned his head to look at Yang Er, looked at it carefully for a long time, and had no impression at all, so he turned his head to the mayor and replied ashamedly: "My subordinates are stupid, I really don't remember who this person is." ”

Mayor Zhang snorted coldly after hearing this, "You are stupid enough, this person's name is Yang Er, he was raided by the old man back then, and he has always held a grudge against the old man, and the old man thought he was dead, but I didn't expect this person to be alive, you know what to do." Without waiting for the captain of the guard to speak, the mayor lowered the curtain, and the carriage restarted and headed towards the mayor's mansion.

The captain of the guard and his three subordinates were left in the same place, looking at Yang Er who was hiding on the side of the road, and laughed fiercely.

When Yang Er saw the mayor sitting in the carriage, he said that it was not good, and he hurriedly separated the crowd and was about to escape, but it was still a step too late, and the guards of the Zhang family rushed to Yang Er like a wolf and surrounded him after the mayor left.

Yang Er looked at the four fierce guards, swallowed nervously, and said in a weak heart: "A few masters, don't you know what's the matter with stopping the old man from asking for food?"

"Is there something you don't know?" The captain of the guard looked at Yang Er meaningfully, and then looked at the nearby onlookers and scolded: "What do you see, let's take you all back to the yamen, and get out of here." ”

After hearing this, the onlookers scattered and fled, and after a while, there were only five of them left.

Seeing this situation, Yang Er smiled bitterly, bent his legs and fell to his knees, begging for mercy: "Please let me go, I promise never to come to Yong'an in the future, and never let Mayor Zhang see me again." Please. ”

"If you could have thought like this earlier, would you have made me wait to be scolded? The captain of the guard was not moved at all, went up and kicked Yang Er down, and then took out the water and fire ruthless stick on his waist and hit Yang Er.

Seeing this, the other three guards sneered and joined the beating camp, and Yang Er's screams and cries for help resounded in the quiet street.

For an ordinary person like Yang Er, he couldn't withstand the attack of the four guards at all.

The captain of the guard only hit the water and fire ruthless stick twice, and then saw Yang Er spurt out a mouthful of blood.

The captain of the guard standing in front of Yang Er looked at the blood-stained clothes on his body, and angrily kicked Yang Er in the chest.

After falling to the ground, Yang Er struggled to get up and knelt there, and wanted to beg them to let him go, he didn't want to die now, because he still had to take care of Ping'an, Ping'an needed him, if he was waiting for death before, but now he wants to live well.

The captain of the guard looked at Yang Er, who was kneeling there, and sneered: "Yang Er, can't you have a little backbone? Well, if you kowtow to the uncles a hundred times, the uncles will let you go." ”

The three guards couldn't help laughing after hearing this, but Yang Er listened to it like a drowning man grabbed the last straw, knelt there and kept kowtowing, only a few knocks, and his forehead broke, but Yang Er didn't dare to stop and continued to kowtow to the four Zhang family guards.

Seeing this, the captain of the guard pursed his lips in disgust, came to Yang Er's side with a ruthless stick of water and fire, looked at the old guy who was still kowtowing, raised the short stick in his hand, and smashed it on Yang Er's head.

There was a muffled bang, Yang Er felt a pain in the back of his head, and almost fainted, the other party's blow made him know that it was impossible for these people to let him go, so he struggled to get up, looked at the captain of the guard in front of him, and pounced with a roar........

A battle that was not a battle at all was over, Yang Er was lying on the ground with a weak breath, his eyes were looking straight out of the city, and the blood foaming from his mouth was no longer able to speak, but he prayed for peace in his heart, praying that he would live well, eat well, sleep well, don't think about avenging himself, and carry forward the Yang family medical skills he learned......

Yang Er thought about it, his eyes gradually blurred, and gradually the pain in his body disappeared, the objects in front of him gradually changed, the cold street disappeared, and his father and mother appeared in front of him, smiling and beckoning to him: "Second son, don't sleep, it's time to go with your father." ”

Father.... Mother... I'm coming........

During the day, Ping An cleaned up the hygiene of the house from the inside out, and it was already ten in the evening after he was busy, thinking that Uncle Yang should come back soon, and when he saw the results of his day, he didn't know if he would be amazed, every time he thought of this, Ping An would laugh out loud, but he didn't see Uncle Yang come back until late at night. A bad premonition arose in the peace of mind.

During this period, he thought that Uncle Yang might have been delayed, causing the city gate to be closed, and he would come back early tomorrow morning, so he didn't have to worry, as soon as he woke up, Uncle Yang would appear by his side. Ping An persuaded himself over and over again.

When he was in the middle of the day, he couldn't bear the torment in his heart anymore, so he decided to wait outside the city, wait for the city gate to be opened, and go in to find Uncle Yang as soon as possible. Thinking of this, he could no longer hold back his anxious heart, put on his shoes and ran out of the house.

Outside the city in the middle of the night, the deathly silence, the weak peace, trembling legs, enduring the fear in my heart, walked towards the outside of the city.

Trembling and coming to the outside of the city, seeing the pillar of light lit up on the city wall, the fear in his heart gradually disappeared, Ping An looked at his legs that stopped trembling, and secretly scolded himself for not being productive, a big man was afraid to walk at night, and his courage was too small.

Ping An came to the gate of the city and sat on the ground, looking at the surrounding scenery, the irritability in his heart gradually disappeared, until the light of day, the villagers in some villages near the town, a large group of people who had come here early to do small business slowly walked towards here.

When they saw the little beggar sitting by the city gate, they laughed out loud, and some even ridiculed: "It's the first time I've seen such a diligent beggar, if you really have the strength to be so diligent, you still need to ask for food? I think your kid is going to go to the town to steal something." Speaking of the last big gang of five big and three rough men, they laughed.

Seeing this, Ping An turned sideways slightly, not looking at them, he had been a fool in the bandit cottage for half a year, what kind of ridicule had not been heard, and he could be unmoved by this ugly Ping'an. Not to mention the ridicule of a bunch of villagers.

But Ping'an forgot that he was not playing a fool now, these villagers saw the little beggar leaning sideways and ignoring them, which instantly hit their pathetic self-esteem, and the woodcutter who chopped wood stepped forward, kicked at Ping'an, and scolded angrily: "Get out of the way, the beggar still wants to occupy a good place, Lao Tzu is annoyed when he looks at you like this." Rolling ....." three times in a row, the woodcutter stabbed Ping An three times with a flat pole carrying firewood, and stabbed him out. When the surrounding visitors saw this, they laughed even more breathlessly.

Ping An lowered his head, patted the dust on his body, persuaded himself to calm down, thinking that the city gate was about to open, and it was important to go in to find his father-in-law, and after telling himself three times in a row, he calmed down, lowered his head and walked back, giving up the position in front to these villagers.

Ping's approach made these rough men even more disdainful of him, and even their interest in talking to him disappeared.

Two quarters of an hour later, suddenly there was a hurried sound of horses' hooves from behind, and a loud voice came from behind: "People in front, get out of the way of Lord Ben quickly." ”

After hearing this, Ping An turned his head slightly, looking at the smoke and dust in the distance, three officers and soldiers in military uniforms rode war horses, galloping towards the city gate, Ping An quickly let go of his body and gave up the official road to the officers and soldiers behind him.

This is the uniform law of all countries, no matter where there is, as long as there is an army, the common people must give up the official road, let the army pass first.

Ping An is fast because he didn't take anything, nothing, just take two steps to the side.

But the villagers in front of them were all here to do business, and when they heard the shouts from behind, they hurriedly picked up their things and were about to dodge, but they saw that the three officials had already crossed the safety and came to them.

Seeing these people, the soldiers at the head sneered, raised their hands and raised the horsewhip in their hands, and with a fierce wave, a black mang flashed, with a crisp snap, and finally the villager was directly sucked away.

The three soldiers continued to move forward, waving their horsewhips again and again, and the villagers at the city gate were whipped around by the three people, and the woodcutter at the city gate who was chopping wood was almost killed by the three soldiers because he couldn't run out.

This person is also a little clever, jumped on the wall in the doorway, and clasped the wall tiles with both hands to prevent himself from falling, which can be regarded as escaping.

The three soldiers came to the city gate and shouted inside: The Blood Wolf Army of the Blue Blood City is here on business, and quickly open the city gate.

As soon as the words fell, there was a rush of footsteps from the other end of the city gate, and in less than a minute, the city gate slowly opened, and the three soldiers urged their horses under their crotches to gallop towards the town.

The villagers who had suffered a catastrophe outside the city looked at the three soldiers who had gone away with palpitations, whispered bad luck, and began to sort out the things they had brought.

The woodcutter who was beaten the most badly, looked at the firewood scattered all over the place, and his scarred self, and scolded in a low voice: "It's all to blame on that damn little beggar, if it weren't for him, I would have been whipped at most." Oops, it hurts Lao Tzu to death. ”

Ping An didn't have time to look at these short-sighted people, he saw from these three military masters the path he would take in the future, that is, to join the army, or enter the imperial court and gain power.

With his current experience, he can only think of these things, but as long as he finds the right direction, he can have the motivation to move forward.