Songjiang Prefecture, Shanghai County.

It has been two years since Zhu Sihai came to the shipbuilding workshop of the City Bo Division, and he has been doing things in a down-to-earth manner in the past two years, and no one knows that such an honest man's father is actually a hundred households.

Zhu Sihai doesn't know how to say some flattering words, and he is a northern barbarian from the north, and he has been very excluded in the shipbuilding workshop of the city in the past two years.

Approaching the end of the year, Zhu Sihai is going to buy a few steamed buns, and then buy half a catty of pigs to go into the water, just deal with this year casually.

Although the eldest brother and his father sent him a lot of silver every month, and even gave him twenty taels every month this year, Zhu Sihai did not have the habit of wasting money, he could eat enough, and there was no need to buy a bunch of chicken, duck and fish meat extravagantly.

Tomorrow is going to end work, today is the last day, and several craftsmen in the shipbuilding workshop of the city began to make fun of Zhu Sihai again, and they were even a little humiliated.

"This Northern Barbarian surnamed Zhu is going to eat pig food again this year."

"Pig food? Are you sure it's not pig? ”

"No wonder they're almost twenty years old, and they can't even marry a wife, who wants to follow this poor ghost to eat pig."

Songjiang Prefecture's well-developed handmade textile industry gave rise to a prosperous maritime trade, and the city's shipping department has long since been abolished, but the shipbuilding workshop was bought by a Donglin party.

The shipyard steward heard the sound of talking, walked over, and saw that several craftsmen were making fun of Zhu Sihai again, so he didn't say anything, and walked to the side with a smile.

Who in the entire shipbuilding workshop has never bullied this Zhu Sihai from the north, and when the steward is usually fine, he often laughs at Zhu Sihai for fun.

even had the urge to scold Zhu Sihai, but looking at Zhu Sihai's tall and big figure, the steward gave up this idea, in case Zhu Sihai resisted, where would he be his opponent.

The steward originally wanted to laugh at Zhu Sihai, but he didn't know what the craftsmen said wrongly, but the honest man Zhu Sihai picked up a hammer and smashed it on the head of a craftsman.

Blood was gushing out like a spring, and the craftsman lay on the ground and convulsed a few times, and the intake and outflow of air did not move.

The steward and several craftsmen around him were stunned in an instant, and while the few craftsmen were stunned, Zhu Sihai smashed it with three hammers, and the remaining three craftsmen who often insulted him were also blooming.

When the steward saw this, he was still staying where he was, and he hurriedly ran away with a terrible shout: "Murder!" Zhu Sihai killed someone! ”

The craftsmen who were making things in the workshop heard the movement and looked over, and the hundreds of shipbuilders were all stupid.

The four craftsmen fell in a pool of blood, and Zhu Sihai, an honest man who was usually silent, stood next to him with a hammer.

He didn't speak, he didn't run away, he just stood silently.

It didn't take long for the steward to rush over with a team of family members, each of whom held a bird gun in his hand, stood up and faced Zhu Sihai, and walked over step by step.

The steward had a support around him, and once again regained his arrogant expression, thinking that he had just lost face in front of so many people, he said viciously: "Kill him, whoever can kill him, the steward will help him say a few kind words in front of the master." ”

The status of the family members is determined by the master, and when they heard Xu Ruo, who was in charge, two family members were moved, and took out the fire fold and prepared to light the fire rope.

Zhu Sihai touched his waist, there were two flintlock pistols handed over to him by his eldest brother, and he silently glanced at the surrounding environment, and there were three or four family members blocking the back door, it seems that he may have to explain here today.

Knowing that he was going to die, Zhu Sihai still didn't regret what he did just now.

It's okay to insult yourself, but if you scold your father, you have to die!

"What's wrong!"

Just when Zhu Sihai was about to fight hard, the old man Hou who didn't like Zhu Sihai came over, who was also the former ambassador of the city's shipping department, and now he has defected to the Donglin Party.

When Master Hou received the letter from Zhu Sihai, although he didn't want to be involved with the West French Party, after all, this time is different from the past, and he has now defected to the Donglin Party.

But he couldn't stand owing the other party a favor, so he could only leave Zhu Sihai behind, and what made Master Hou feel bad the most was that the other party still called himself an ambassador, didn't he know that the City Ship Division had been abandoned.

When the steward heard Master Hou's question, he understood the master's thoughts, and hurried over like a wagging tail dog to show his merits: "Master, that Zhu Sihai killed someone, and the little one will beat him to death, and he will be troubled here." ”

The hundreds of craftsmen who came around to see the excitement couldn't help but sigh when they heard that the steward was going to beat Zhu Sihai to death, it seems that Zhu Sihai really has no way to live today.

Zhu Sihai touched the flintlock pistol on his waist.

"Ready... Yes! The steward turned around haughtily, ready to let his men shoot, but before he could finish speaking, he was kicked.

Before the steward could understand what was going on, he heard a blow to the old man, and he received countless punches and kicks on his body.

While the steward was desperately protecting his head, he wailed: "Master Bai.... Spare your life.... The little one didn't offend Master Bai. ”

Dog beating depends on the owner, not to mention in front of so many craftsmen, Master Hou is also one of the best squires in Shanghai County.

However, in the face of Bai Shanzi, this old man who suddenly owned a batch of new textile machinery and became one of the top ten squires in Songjiang Mansion, Master Hou could only hold back his anger and said in a deep voice: "What does Brother Bai mean by this." ”

Old Man Bai lazily ignored this old man Hou, who was so big in the eyes of the craftsman, that he walked to Zhu Sihai's side: "Child, it's okay, isn't it just a few lives." ”

Old Man Bai stared at Master Hou, who was about to get angry, stroked his white beard and said indifferently: "One hundred taels of silver for one life." ”

When Master Hou heard a hundred taels of silver, his anger disappeared in an instant, isn't it just some worthless cheap life, where can I use a hundred taels of silver, twenty taels is enough.

Thinking that he had earned three hundred and twenty taels of silver after changing hands, Master Hou actually smiled: "It's good to say, the old man will sell you a favor today." ”

This is not the end, Master Bai pointed to the steward who was lying on the ground wailing, and said lightly: "Three hundred taels, his life is for the old man." ”

When the steward heard that Master Bai wanted his own life, he immediately screamed: "Master don't want it!" The little one is the most faithful steward of the master—"

Master Hou ignored the steward who had signed the deed of sale, and frowned and asked, "The front and back add up to seven hundred taels of silver, who is this poor boy?" How is it worth the price you have to pay. ”

Old Man Bai smiled faintly: "Don't think about it, it's just a poor boy, as for why you saved him, it's because Lao Song specially wrote a letter to the old man." ”

"It is said that their Zhu family has a great favor to him, if Zhu Xiaozi has a little mistake, he will not recognize the old man as a brother in this life."

When Master Hou heard a sentence of Old Song, he was even more stunned, the old lady of the Song family was a notoriously stubborn old man, and his temper came up, and the prefect didn't give him face.

The face of this Zhu Sihai's family is inevitably too big, and the old lady Song, who has never begged Master Bai, actually wrote a letter to ask for help in person.

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