"Kill this brute......"

The person who shouted this sentence was a teenager who was only in his teens, although his shouting was not echoed by many people, but these people all looked at those Zhuang Ding angrily, and those Zhuang Ding, who were used to bullying the people in the past, saw the anger in everyone's eyes, and they also did not dare to act rashly.

The people did not dare to move because of Zhuang Ding's "prestige" over the years, and as for Zhuang Ding, they did not dare to move because they were afraid of the people's backlash. For a while, neither side moved, but Zhu Dafu was moving forward.

"If you know each other, get out of the way!"

Zhu Dafu grinned.

Those Zhuang Ding looked at Zhu Dafu, who was desperate, and then looked at the corpse on the ground, knowing that the other party was not just talking, they all looked at each other with a smile. Just when they hesitated, they saw another man rushing over, it was Huzi's uncle, Zhu Dafu's eldest brother, who looked cowardly on weekdays, also raised the axe of chopping wood, and shouted loudly.

"Who dares to move, damn it, take care of his head and divide the family!"

As soon as his words fell, someone shouted along there.

"That is, don't forget, he Zhu Yulin is a traitor, this, this is the world of the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming Dynasty does not leave traitors!"

was reminded by the people next to them, and those Zhuang Ding realized that this day has changed, and they dare to run rampant in the township, relying on the prestige of the master, and now even the master has run away, what prestige do they have?

"Zhuangtou, this, this...... I'm sorry! ”

A Zhuang Ding apologized to Zhu Yulin, threw the knife away, and then ran to the other side, and the other Zhuang Ding saw that they all ran outside the village, lest they would run slowly into the hands of the people and be beaten to death.

When the Zhuang Ding saw that the situation was not good and fled, Zhu Dafu had already walked towards Zhu Yulin with a guillotine.

"You brute, do you remember the tiger...... you"

Eight years, he has never forgotten the scene of being dragged away by Zhu Yulin by Huzi and his mother to be a slave in the mansion of the master of the bannerman, and he can't forget the cold sentence "The person died" three months later, and then, there was no then, and even until now, he didn't know where Huzi and his mother were buried, and I heard that they were thrown into a mass grave outside the capital.

He has been waiting for this day for eight years. Finally made him wait!

"Dafu, we, we are all relatives, villagers, I, I was also helpless, that, that was also forced, the lord, the master wants someone to ......"

Zhu Yulin, who was forced by Zhu Dafu to retreat step by step, defended in horror, and the originally menacing Zhu Liu clan was also dumbfounded, especially when she saw those Zhuang Ding throwing down their knives and guns and running away, her arrogance suddenly weakened.

"Great rich, silver...... There are five thousand taels of silver in the chariot, all of them for you, all for you......"

Just when Zhu Yulin was frightened and wanted to redeem his life with silver, he saw Zhu Dafu shouting.

"When you robbed people back then, did you ever think that you have a fucking ...... Let you silver! ”

As soon as the knife went down, the head was cut off, although the corpse was divided, although the blood was like a fountain, Zhu Dafu still continued to chop, scolding while chopping.

"Let you say what the master forced you, let you be a slave......"

Knife after knife, the blood splashed, splashing all the way to Zhu Liu's body, looking at the corpse that was cut into several pieces, her whole person was scared stupid, she didn't even dare to cry, she just watched Zhu Dafu slash with a knife......

Killed!

Kill two people in one go!

After killing someone, Zhu Dafu looked at the corpse on the ground that was cut into pieces, and the frightened Zhu Liu, he just stood there silently with a knife.

"Rich ......"

Zhu Laoquan looked at Zhu Dafu, who was covered in blood, and walked to him with some trembling hearts.

"Let's go."

"Let's go?"

Zhu Dafu looked at Zhu Yulin's mansion, and then at the carriage.

"Uncle, take out all the silver on this car and divide it, and the things in this house, these things are not his Zhu Yulin's, they are all the blood and sweat of our Zhu Laozhuang generations, and they are all divided ......."

Naturally, no one will object to Zhu Dafu's arrangement, maybe no one dared to stand up and kill their enemies like Zhu Dafu before, but when it came to dividing the money, they all rushed to be the first, lest they fall behind others, and then they shared a few taels of silver and grabbed a few fewer things.

When everyone was scrambling, Zhu Dafu was just standing there, he saw his daughter and son, just when he was grinning and laughing, Zhu Laoquan led a horse and came over to him and said.

"Dafu, there are 1,000 taels of silver in the bag on this saddle, you take it, take Juanzi and Huzi away, go far, don't let the government catch it."

The silver belongs to Zhu Yulin's family, and one thousand taels of silver is enough for Zhu Dafu to live a comfortable life anywhere. For those silver, Zhu Dafu did not refuse, he shook his head and said while holding the reins of the horse.

"I have to keep this silver, keep it for Juanzi as a dowry, and give Huzi a daughter-in-law, but I ......"

Glancing out of the village, he said again.

"I can't go, this man won't accept him in the sky, the official won't accept him, I will accept him, but it's always ...... There is always a king's law. ”

Saying that, Zhu Dafu took the guillotine and led the horse to the house, and the silver was handed over to his father, and then after a few words of advice to his daughter and son, he rode on the horse, and then walked directly to the county seat, and after half an hour's road, he went directly into the city, and the people in the city wore robes and horse coats in the past, and now most of them have changed into the clothes of the Han family.

As he entered the city, passers-by occasionally looked up and saw the cloth bag tied to the saddle, and their faces were all cold—the white cloth bag was still dripping with blood, and although it was wrapped, anyone could tell from the size of the bag what it contained.

It must be a human head!

Seeing the knife tied to the man's saddle again, and seeing the blood on the knife, the timid man was even so frightened that he could not walk. At first, only a few people saw him, but slowly everyone on the road looked at the man who led the horse into the city.

What does this man want to do?

In the pointing and pointing of passers-by, Zhu Dafu rushed directly to the county office. When he came to the county yamen, under the gaze of everyone, he beat the drum.

Knock, knock......

The sound of the drum was loud, which only shocked the hearts of the entire county government, and the county order, who was originally in the back office, fiddling with the Ming-style official robe on his body, suddenly heard the sound of drumming outside, and his expression was immediately calm, and then he ordered someone to take the drummer to the hall first.

Standing in the lobby, looking at the nervousness of those officials when they saw him, Zhu Dafu couldn't help but smile, and at this time he saw two pairs of officials each holding bamboo boards and putting on a majestic posture under the corridor. Someone called.

"The master ascends to the hall!"

In the shouts of the officials, Zhu Dafu saw an old man wearing an official robe and a black veil walking slowly, and then sat behind the public case, presumably this person is the county master. There was a person standing at the head of the public case, looking at the county master with a smile on his waist. On the west side sat a master.

Originally, Zhu Dafu wanted to kneel, but when he entered the city yesterday, he saw a notice at the city gate that this kneeling salute was a Tartar ritual and had been abolished.

"Who's beating the drum, but there's a grievance!"

Sitting in the hall, Huang Gongzhu said, he is a Jinshi in Shunzhi for 15 years, and he came to the place last year as a parent, and he almost abandoned the seal and absconded, but he couldn't give up his wealth, but now it seems that people's luck can't be stopped - the prefect has news from the side, ordering him to only fulfill his duties for the Ming Dynasty, as for what traitor is not a traitor...... That is the rule of King Huai, and now it is the King of Chu who is sitting in Beijing, and the King of Chu is benevolent and righteous, and they are still in office.

This also made him breathe a sigh of relief, especially after the new official uniform and official seal were delivered, which made him believe that now he is no longer a traitor, but the Qipin Zhixian of the Ming Dynasty.

In the past few days, as long as Huang Pin has free time, he will put on the official robe of the Ming Dynasty, put on a black veil and be complacent there, rejoicing in his luck, of course, he also sighed there, this is the official robe, as for the red top of the Manchu Dynasty...... Wearing it on the head, does it have this black yarn style?

Wearing this official robe, he naturally hopes to be able to go to the court and let outsiders see the majesty of this Han official.

Seeing Zhu Dafu standing in the hall, looking at the two cloth bags and guillotines in front of him, Huang Pinzhu vaguely guessed that this person might have come to surrender. He didn't care that this person didn't kneel, after all, unlike the Qing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty did not kneel.

"The injustice has been done, the revenge has been avenged, the grass people are here to vote for the official!"

Zhu Dafu directly unfolded the cloth bag, and the two heads fell to the ground, and when the people in the yamen were startled, they only heard him say.

"People, I killed them, I came to vote!"

Looking at the two heads on the ground, Huang Pin's heart couldn't help but chill, and when he saw this person's generous appearance, he tried to ask.

"Who is the dead?"

"Traitor!"

Zhu Dafu's words were also answered simply, and then he said directly.

"This head is Zhu Laozhuang Zhu Yulin, when the Tartar entered the customs, he dedicated the entire Zhu Laozhuang land to the Tartar out of thin air, and was allowed to become a slave under the Tartar Gate, even we not only have no land, even people are unknown and have become the slaves of the Tartars, these years, he and the Tartar masters, I don't know how many people have been killed, today, I will kill him to avenge the dead villagers!"

Zhu Dafu said it simply, and his tone was also very calm, as if he didn't kill that person, but the blood on his clothes, the knife on the guillotine, and the two heads on the ground were all telling others what he had done.

And when he said this, the county magistrate who was sitting in the hall over there was uncomfortable, and he was even a little restless.

This, this Zhu Yulin, he knows!