Zhu Shun squeezed through the crowd and saw his father standing at the door with a stick, and there were more than a dozen fierce and vicious bluffs standing opposite, a group of scoundrels who blackmailed other people's property as food.

The third uncle seemed to have some trick in their hands, and the leader of the lama bluffed and brought a group of people over to blackmail.

Zhu Shun didn't say a word and rushed in after borrowing a rake from a neighbor's house, and the six tall younger brothers showed a cannibalistic expression and rushed in with a roar.

"Holy shit, let go of my dad!"

"Damn, I've bullied our family, and I don't want to live anymore."

"Fuck it, if I don't beat you with blood today, I won't be surnamed Zhu."

Zhu Shun turned around and stood behind his father with a few younger brothers, and asked in a low voice, "Dad, what's the matter." ”

Zhu Zhongren pointed to the front with a stick, and said loudly without taboo: "These things that have fathers and no mothers have played a trick to kill your third uncle." ”

"I have to say that your third uncle played with his wife, and if you want your third uncle to lose money, it will be twenty taels when you open your mouth, you really dare to ask for it."

Zhu Shun heard the word "fire hoarding" for the first time, but listening to the meaning of his father's words, it should be an immortal jump.

These lamas made such a thing, just to make money, and they could still make up for two or three taels, and they couldn't get out of the twenty taels of silver even if they sold the three.

Zhu Shun felt that something was not quite right about this matter, it should not be as simple as trying to make money: "Dad, I feel that they should have other purposes. ”

When Zhu Zhongren heard his son's words, a little smile appeared on his face full of anger: "It's worthy of my son, his head is so bright." ”

"Son, you're not wrong at all, they're not really for money, for our family's ancestral grave."

The biggest revenge for a person is nothing more than digging his family's ancestral grave, Zhu Zhongren thought that this group of lamas was for their family's ancestral grave, and his eyes were bloodshot: "Our ancestors are the first batch of residents to move here. ”

"According to your grandfather, it seems that what the Yongle Emperor is, who knows who the Yongle Emperor is, anyway, it's a very early time."

"At that time, the land was chosen at will, and our ancestors asked Mr. Feng Shui to see a good cemetery, which is our family's ancestral grave."

Zhu Zhongren roughly told his son about the situation, and the stick suddenly pointed at a squire wearing cyan satin, and scolded: "Kong Yougui, don't hide as a grandson, don't fucking hide as a grandson, if you have a kind, come out and say it clearly." ”

The squire named Kong Yougui snapped, closed the lady's waist fan in his hand, and was not angry when he was scolded, and walked over with a smile: "The surname is Zhu, you have to hand over this ancestral tomb if you don't pay it today." ”

"Knowing that you haven't read a country man, I will tell you the good news, according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, it is not illegal for the bitter lord to kill an adulterer."

Even if Zhu Zhongren has never read and lived for so many years, he still knows some of the laws of the Ming Dynasty.

Not only did he know that Zhu Zhongyi had also seen the bitter master kill the adulterer, staring at Kong Yougui with his own eyes, and said hatefully: "We admit this matter today." ”

"But you wait for me, and sooner or later I'll clean you up."

Kong Yougui smiled dumbly, and shook his head helplessly: "Clean me up?" Our Kong family is the most powerful squire in this area, you are a poor bastard, what are you going to do to clean me up? ”

"Don't talk about cleaning me up, the lieutenants of Huangcun are all amazing characters in your eyes, and the grain chiefs who manage more than a dozen lieutenants are even more great in your eyes."

"I heard that in the first two years, you invited the grain chief to drink good wine, but the grain chief didn't give you face."

Kong Yougui made another 'snap', opened the lady's waist fan, and said expressionlessly: "In your eyes, the grain chief who is so big that he is boundless, in front of the Kong family, is just a dog wagging his tail and begging for mercy." ”

"Give him food to eat, and he will continue to be his grain chief, and if he doesn't give him food, it's useless to kneel and beg me."

"How are you going to clean me up? Don't say it's you, who in this area has the strength to clean me up? ”

"What a big breath."

A cold snort suddenly came from the periphery of the crowd, and Kong Yougui smiled helplessly, there are many people who are not afraid of death every year, especially this year: "Whoever is screaming, if you have the ability, get over." ”

Needless to say, the person who spoke had already come over, and the crowd automatically separated into a road, and even the fierce and vicious lama obediently got out of the way.

Because the man was wearing a green official uniform embroidered with quail patches.

The ambassador of the Ordnance Bureau walked over, stood in front of Zhu Shun, stared at Kong Yougui and said, "Kong Yougui has given this official a favor, this matter will be revealed for the time being, and the official will return the incense to you." ”

Kong Yougui is also famous, and his official hat is half a grade higher than that of the ambassador of the Ordnance Bureau, and he is an eighth-grade official, so he smiled disdainfully: "Sell your face, you are the oldest." ”

"Don't say it's your little ambassador of the ninth grade, even Lang Zhong is from the fifth grade, and I won't give face."

"Kong Yougui, you are not afraid of the wind, flashing your tongue."

There was a cold snort from outside the crowd, and seeing this person coming over, Kong Yougui really felt that the wind was a little strong, but instead of flashing his tongue, he was confused.

There was really a Lang Zhong.

Zheng Wupin Langzhong is a senior member in charge of the first division, how could he come to such a poor and remote place, which makes Kong Yougui a little doubtful, is it because the wind is lost and he sees the flowers.

Seeing this Zhengwu Langzhong, he had already scared Kong Yougui into not daring to speak, and cold sweat broke out on his head.

When he saw the person behind the middle of the five pins, he was so frightened that he almost knelt on the ground.

Red official uniform, peacock complement.

Where did Kong Yougui dare to make trouble here, so he hurriedly took the chief of the grain and those lamas and fled here in a gloomy manner.

Before escaping, Kong Yougui really couldn't figure out one thing, Zhu Zhongren was a small potter, and his son was just a caster, where did he get the face to let the central ministers of the third grade support him.

Zhu Shun didn't expect that a rifled gun could alarm the important ministers of the Zhengsanpin Center and let him come so far to visit a small caster.

Zhu Zhongren, who can usually speak well, suddenly couldn't speak, and stood at the door stiffly, not knowing what to say.

Not to mention Zhu Zhongren, even the third uncle Zhu Zhongli, who often sees the world in the capital, is also at a loss to stand at the door, and he doesn't dare to take a breath.

I don't know who he is, but it's a red uniform.

Zhu Shun generously arched his hand and said, "Thank you Ambassador Zhang and Sun Lang for winning it, I don't know who this is?" ”

The official in the red official uniform did not wait for Sun Yuanhua's introduction, stroked his white beard, and said with a smile: "Old man, Xu Guangqi." ”