Chapter 593: Hostility

Because it was separated by a salt pan, it was a little far away, and Lin Xiao couldn't hear what they said.

I saw that the man on the horse kept waving the whip and making a scolding gesture, and the old village chief was bowing and bowing, as if he was begging for something again and again.

After such a live pantomime was performed for a while, the old village chief led them straight to the village in despair, and actually left the guests here alone.

However, the people who came obviously saw Lin Xiao and them, but they didn't come over to cause trouble.

Lin Xiao secretly thought, now that Huai'an has been recovered, Yangzhou has only been in the past two days, and it is a dead end for Tartar officials at all levels......

After a long while, the old village chief came back with a sad face, and he didn't say much, just insisted on returning the silver to Situ Zheng.

Lin Xiao was puzzled in his heart, and he didn't know what was going on, so he had to comfort him with a pleasant face: "Old village chief, this is just a little bit of heart, you can take it with peace of mind." ”

Seeing that the money could not be returned, the village chief frowned and sighed lightly, and asked them to go back to the village in a low voice.

Lin Xiao didn't want to enter the village anymore, he also planned to let the village chief lead the way to see the wasted salt pans that had been washed out outside the embankment.

But after thinking about it, it will take a lot of time to reopen the abandoned salt pans, and there is no rush for a while anyway.

On the contrary, what happened in this village looks a little strange.

What kind of bullshit family is here, maybe he is doing something in the village, otherwise the village chief would not be like this, it is better to go over and take a look, so he nodded and motioned for everyone to enter the village.

However, the village was deserted, and there was no fear of chickens and dogs.

Occasionally, a few figures flashed at the entrance of the alley, and when they saw this group of strange people appear at the entrance of the village again, they rushed home in horror, and closed the door with "clang, clang", and none of them came out to see the excitement.

The old village chief didn't say much, he took them directly to the salt warehouse, opened the door and invited them in, and begged with a bitter face: "Master, transport all the salt away, the right is to buy it with the ingots ......of silver."

Lin Xiao was confused, and looked at the dozen bags of salt and was stunned.

What do you mean? Co-authored to call us back for this?

Five taels of silver to buy these hundreds of catties of salt?

Besides, what Lao Tzu lacks, are these bags of salt!

He was displeased, and just turned around to think about a few words, but suddenly found that the old village chief was gone!

"What about people?"

When I asked everyone around me, no one paid attention...... Immediately ran out to take a look, the alley was tortuous and deep, where were there still people?

Lin Xiao's face was black, and he turned around and glared at Situ Zheng fiercely!

This is the level of special operators? How do you usually train?

When Situ Zheng saw that Hou Ye was angry, he was so angry that his nose was crooked, and he yelled at everyone: "Lao Tzu is a guard for Hou Ye, what are you all doing?" Don't go find it yet! ”

Everyone scattered, Lin Xiao was anxious, and personally took the rest of Situ Zheng, and a migrant worker squadron leader named Sha Chengzhe, to call the door for questioning.

In order to facilitate the management and distribution of work, Li Tao divided the more than 8,000 migrant workers who accompanied them to the north into 10 brigades according to their household registration locations long before they set out for Hangzhou.

Its structure was relatively simple, similar to that of the militia of later generations—every 80 to 100 people were a squadron, with three squadrons as a squadron and three squadrons as a brigade.

Previously, four brigades of migrant workers had been sent to Huai'an, and Lin Xiao still had six brigades and more than 5,000 people left.

This named Sha Chengzhe, who claims to be a local, has been a salt boy in the nearby grass yard for generations, and is determined to become famous because he has been studying in a private school since he was a child, and he is a scholar.

A few years ago, his family suffered a sudden accident, his father was framed by a local tyrant, and finally died in prison, the ancestral salt field was invaded, the ancestral grave was dug up, and he suddenly lost his livelihood support, so he fled across the Yangtze River and has been living in Hangzhou.

This time, he decided to return to his homeland with the army, and because he could write and calculate, he was appointed as the squadron leader, and he was in charge of more than 300 people.

Among the more than ten people who entered the village, in addition to the special combat team members in strange clothes and loaded guns, in order to facilitate language communication, Lin Xiao brought this Sha Chengzhe......

However, it was not right to even find a few of them.

Often, as soon as the door was called, there was a frightened gasp from inside, and the door was pushed in, and there were only old men and women in the room, and almost not a single young man was missing, and in the sad look it was evident that they were all blue-skinned, about the same color as the walls of the house.

The younger women were even more frightened, their faces were painted black, and some of them were full of hostility.

Lin Xiao was strange in his heart, he seemed to be as cold, although the villagers were also indifferent, they were not very afraid, let alone hostile, why did they all regard them as enemies for a while?

After inquiring for a long time and getting no results, I finally walked into a yard, where there was an elderly couple, a young boy, and a strong man of about forty squatting on the ground.

Seeing Lin Xiao and them enter the house, they inquired about the whereabouts of the village chief, but several people were silent, and asked the kid with a dirty face, but this kid didn't turn his head and was so shy that he didn't say a word.

Lin Xiao was a little strange at first, but suddenly realized that this was clearly a girl, dressed as a man, probably afraid of being robbed......

In order to avoid misunderstanding, after saying a few casual words, Lin Xiao took someone out and planned to find someone else to question.

When he walked out of the courtyard and passed by the root of the outer wall, he only heard the old man in the house, probably a father, squeezing out a little panicked and trembling voice from his throat: "Child, you can take Xiao Yun out to avoid it in a while, if they take it away, I will be sorry for the village chief......"

"It turns out that the village chief's daughter is hiding here!"

Lin Xiaoxin said that this may be a gap to solve the mystery, so he turned back to the courtyard.

Seeing them go and return, the two old men trembled and were at a loss, the middle-aged strong man seemed to be calmer, but he also looked hostile and angry, and the girl dressed as a woman lowered her head and said nothing.

Lin Xiao showed a sincere and amiable smile, and Wen Yan explained: Looking for the village chief is just something to ask, and there is no malice, let alone arresting people, telling them not to be afraid.

After some persuasion, the atmosphere of fear and hatred seemed to have eased slightly, but no one answered.

When they heard that the purpose of these strange people coming to Yancun was to "eradicate the evil and protect the territory and the people", the expression on their faces was still puzzled and puzzled, and the strong man snorted and muttered a few words.

Lin Xiao could understand a little of the local dialect of northern Jiangsu, and combined with this person's expression, he also roughly understood what he meant, so he asked him gently: "What did we do wrong?" ”

Sha Chengzhe, who was behind him, saw that he didn't answer, so he translated this question in local dialect.

When the other party heard the locals talking, he spoke back, but his tone was still cold, sometimes sarcastic, sometimes indignant.

No matter what the attitude of this strong man is, Lin Xiao always maintains the most sincere smile and speaks very politely, and Sha Chengzhe is also very careful when translating.

After talking back and forth for a while, I finally asked one after another what happened.