There are Western Xinjiang affairs, which are called state affairs.

Mr. Shen is busy with his business, which is called a family business.

After leaving Lianshan Road and entering Jiangnan Road, and then turning into Hedong Road, Mr. Shen seemed to be walking indiscriminately as if he had no purpose, just kept walking, and kept walking, so the people who followed him became more and more confused, and did not understand what he wanted to do.

Mr. Shen of Shangshui County, Hedong Road, finally walked less hurriedly, and after entering Wei County, he stopped from time to time to inquire about something, so the people who followed him followed more closely, some secrets, if they could find out, it would be best for Queen Su, about the ugly things that Queen Yang did in the palace back then, naturally there is evidence and witnesses to be more convincing.

Wei County Xiaoshangzhuang, an ordinary village, is located in the north side of the Nanping River plain, fertile thousands of miles, if the Jiangnan Road a place to support the tax of Daning silk and satin cloth, then Hedong Road is the northern granary.

It's already mid-September, midsummer has just passed, and the autumn harvest is approaching.

Mr. Shen walked on the official road, and on both sides was a large area of crops, the corn had turned yellow, and the sorghum had been plump, which was delightful to look at.

There is a grocery store in Xiaoshangzhuang, most of the time it is guarded by women, and the men go to work in the fields, if they are too busy, the man in the blacksmith shop next to him who is blind and missing a leg will come to help, and everyone in the village knows that the proprietress of the grocery store is weak and sick, and her husband loves her and does not let her give birth, because Lang Zhong said that if she is pregnant, she will probably die.

There are also rumors in the village that if a woman can't even give birth, what's the point?

The proprietress always felt guilty and couldn't hold her head up in front of outsiders, but she never said it to her husband, but if she didn't say these words, it would always reach her husband's ears, so the husband would carry a hoe to fight, and whoever said bad things about his wife he would knock on the door, and for so many years, he had fought almost door to door in the village, and only the blacksmith was the best with him.

The farmer is also not sound, his right hand is missing four fingers, and he said that when he was a child, he accidentally did not get his hand back, and the four fingers were cut off by the guillotine, and his father cried for a long time, think about it, he must have cried for a long time.

The farmer blacksmith often sits at the door of the grocery store in the evening, a small bench by one person and drinks, most of the time there is only a plate of peanuts and a plate of shredded tofu, and meat is rare, not because he doesn't like to eat, but because the farmer picks the door.

The farmer is not popular in the village, and the grocery store business is average, so he wants to save some money, and every month he promises to make a new dress for his daughter-in-law, who is not beautiful, because she is weak, so she is still very thin, and her face is sallow, but the farmer treats her like a fairy.

feels that there are thousands of women in the world, and together they are not as good as his wife.

The farmer is such a person, he has fought with every household, but if any family needs help, he will go uninvited, the neighbor has a new house, he silently went over to pick the soil for a day, and when it was time to eat, he went home, the neighbor felt that he did not want to run over to invite him to drink, only to find that he was squatting at the door of his house holding a bowl of white water to eat fragrant, the thin and sallow daughter-in-law looked at him and smiled, and asked him if he wanted to add a piece of pickled vegetables.

Because life is not good, the blacksmith shop has a little business, and most of the money obtained is lent to the farmer, and every blacksmith remembers it clearly, and all these years add up, the worst is six or seven taels of silver.

The farmer was quite old, nearly fifty years old.

The blacksmith looks older, only because he's uglier, and should be about the same age.

Mr. Shen walked all the way into Xiaoshangzhuang and asked, when he found the grocery store, the blacksmith was lame on one leg to help the proprietress carry the goods, Mr. Shen was stunned after seeing the lame, and his face became sad.

The blacksmith looked back and saw Mr. Shen flustered.

Then he laughed, turned back to the grocery store proprietress and said Go and call your man back, there are distant guests coming, do you still have any silver at home? Didn't go to my house to get it, cut some meat and came back, and asked for five flowers, the kind of fat and thin.

The grocery store was closed that day, and the villagers passing by smelled the hot pot rarely, and couldn't help laughing, saying that this family is not a happy event? But that family, what happy events can there be.

In the afternoon, the red-faced farmer sealed the grocery store with a wooden plank, put all the candy in the shop into bags, and delivered it door to door.

Everyone is happy, and ask if your lady is pregnant?

The farmer just smiled and didn't answer, his temper as strange as ever.

When you go out, tell everyone that you don't go out tonight.

That night, the lame blacksmith came out of his house, put on a particularly imposing set of leather armor, which he had not worn for many years, but had to wipe it every day, so that it was clean, and he threw into the furnace the IOU of the money that the farmer had borrowed all these years, turned off the fire, and took a cane in his left hand and a knife in his right.

At noon, the farmer made an exception and let his wife drink, and while she was asleep, he locked her in the house, and he dug a hole in the yard with a hoe, dug out a wooden box, took out a set of leather armor and a knife from it, scrubbed the leather armor with water, and sharpened the knife.

Shortly after the moon rose, the blacksmith and the farmer stood in the street, and Mr. Shen bowed deeply to them.

"The prince has sent someone to bring silver every year for so many years, and we keep it, but we don't use it, we can't use it."

The blacksmith glanced at Mr. Shen: "My eyes were pierced blind by the black warriors, and my legs were cut off by the black warriors, if I am compensated, it should be the black warriors who compensate me, the prince does not dare to use the annual assistance, I still have hands and feet, and I can support myself." ”

The farmer apologized: "I owe you a lot." ”

The blacksmith pouted: "How did you break the four fingers of your right hand?" ”

The farmer was silent.

That year, the king was young, and they were also young, and when they attacked Heiwu in the north, they rushed to the side of the king.

The blacksmith was cut off and fell to the ground, and before he could get up, he was shot in the eye socket by an arrow, and he couldn't get up under the pain, and the black warrior arrived, and the scimitar fell straight to his head, and the farmer pushed the blacksmith away, and the four fingers of his right hand were cut off, he gritted his teeth and pounced, and the knife in his left hand cut the throat of the black warrior.

He used two knives.

Blacksmith: "No. ”

"Don't want to keep accounts before?"

"I didn't say I wanted it before."

Mr. Shen suddenly felt that he was wrong, he shouldn't have come.

The two of them were originally kept in the palace by the king, and later the king went to Beijing, and they said goodbye.

At this moment, the man in black on the long street under the moon walked slowly, and actually took off the black scarf on his face, as if he was full of disdain for these three opponents, he should not be young, and his temples were slightly white.

"I thought you were looking for a witness to the scandal in the palace back then, thinking that I would follow you like this, what you found is what I found, it turns out that you are actually looking for a helper, but what are you looking for?"

He looked at the lame blacksmith, and then at the severed finger farmer.

"Ridiculous?"

The blacksmith sighed, "I've hated it all my life. ”

The farmer nodded: "I know, when I said you were ugly, you knocked out one of my teeth." ”

He grinned, missing a front tooth, so he smiled a little more joyfully.

The blacksmith walked forward on crutches, which was his other leg, and he slapped his breastplate with his long knife, as if enjoying the feeling: "Do you know this garment?" This leather armor is the style of Daning soldiers thirty years ago, there were soldiers a while ago, I have seen their current leather armor, it is really ugly. ”

The farmer also walked forward: "Mr. Shen is the prince's person, and we are also the prince's person, so we are our own people, and if we want to kill him, you are afraid that you don't know how to fight as a soldier." ”

The man in black laughed: "It's all like this, what else do you have to be proud of?" It's good that the leather armor of thirty years ago hasn't rotten, but has the horizontal knife of thirty years ago rusted? Returning the Soldiers......"

He strode forward: "The surname is Shen, you find such two people to be your helpers, all I can think of is that you are afraid that you will be lonely in hell after you die, he is a cripple, that is a broken hand, you are a fool, what a match, it's not that I look down on you who have been soldiers, not to mention that you have broken hands and feet, and you can't do it when you are intact!" ”

This moonlight is so bright.

Mr. Shen drew his sword, and the sword disturbed the moonlight, which became brighter.

He can teach apprentices like Tea Master and Leng Zi, and he can protect the child alone for thousands of miles without staying, and five or six out of ten masters in the palace have been instructed by him, which is enough to show his strength.

But Mr. Shen is not confident, because he is sick, he is old, and because he feels how strong the person on the other side is, the death of Qide shows this, so Mr. Shen will come to Xiaoshangzhuang, originally there was a wind and snow blade on the way to accompany him, but on the way, the wind and snow blade was chased by the queen's people and besieged, and he was not allowed to get out, in order not to implicate Mr. Shen, only

Can direct enemies elsewhere.

Mr. Shen does not have many friends, especially in the past 20 years, and he has disappeared in the rivers and lakes.

But some people have never met each other for most of their lives, as long as they show their identity to stay in the palace, they are friends.

The man in black drew his knife: "I won't let you die, since I've already shown up, I'll only let you die half-dead, after all, I still need you to take me to continue to investigate that matter...... The murderer left his name, those two guys must die, remember, I am the deputy capital of the Tingwei Mansion. ”

"Luo Yingying's men."

Mr. Shen's face turned cold, and the sword came out.

But it was defeated.

After a stick of incense, Mr. Shen's sword broke, his sword was not a good sword, and most of the time he didn't need a good sword for the enemy.

His left arm was broken, and there was a bloody hole in his right arm, but the sign didn't hurt his leg, because he still needed Mr. Shen to walk and continue to investigate.

The lame blacksmith sat down on the ground, and there was a bloody hole in the good leg, which almost broke the bone, but fortunately there was no broken bone, but he could not stand up, so he moved forward with one hand, and the knife was still in the hand, and he would not retreat.

The farmer had a cross wound on his chest, and the two stabs almost cut his stomach, and he tore off his sleeve to strangle the wound, and stuffed the intestines that were about to be squeezed out back into the Seri Cell, and the knife in his hand was still there, and it would not go back.

"Sure enough, they're all fools."

Yan Qi looked down at the wound on his body, and Mr. Shen stabbed him in the chest with a sword, almost penetrating, but he avoided the vital point, slashed at his shoulder, almost broke his shoulder blade, and stabbed him on his left arm, and there was a layer of skin attached to it.

"I underestimated you."

"You underestimated being a soldier."

The cripple was still moving forward: "Black warrior, which one is not fiercer than you?" ”

"Die."

Yan Qi strode over, one step three meters, and a kick hit the lame blacksmith in the face, and this kick kicked the blacksmith backwards and rolled far away, but the knife was still in his hand.

The farmer stabbed the farmer in the right shoulder with his sword, shook and turned, the bone of his right shoulder was shattered, and the knife hung down weakly, and then kicked the farmer in the chest, the farmer slipped backwards, and his back hit the door panel hard, and the door panel shattered.

Mr. Shen broke his sword, but halfway through the sword, Mr. Shen coughed violently, his body fell to the ground with a weak body, and he stepped on the back of Mr. Shen's head and ran it back and forth a few times: "Why are you fighting with me?" ”

Bang!

The back of the head was smashed, and his body staggered forward, his brain buzzed, and this time the smash was heavy, he covered the back of his head and looked at it, there was a green brick on the ground.

There were many people around, the people of Xiaoshangzhuang, with hoes, sickles, bricks, crutches, dung forks, rice bowls and chopsticks.

The shrew, who scolded the peasant husband and wife back then, held a broom, like a general raising a knife: "Come to our village to bully people, do you want to die?" ”

Yan Qi was furious, just about to move forward, seven or eight green bricks smashed over, he danced the knife and split, the wounds on his body were bleeding more and more, one hit three, it was already the limit, and the heavy blow on the back of the head made him drowsy, after all, he didn't dodge them all, another green brick smashed on the door, and his nose burst into a blood mist.

"A bunch of ants, do you know who I am!"

He raised his sword and shouted angrily.

Collapse!

A hoe struck him on the back of the head, and the skin was opened.

"I'll poke you in the eye."

The vixen's broom poked in Yanqi's face, and there was some on the broom.

"The fools in our village are also from our village, and even we don't bully anymore, you dare to bully?"

The half-grown boy who had been chasing after the farmer and shouting that the farmer had not beaten him for two years raised his slingshot: "The fool is a good man!" ”

Syllable!

The stone hit the front teeth of the tongue, the lips were broken, and the front teeth were lost.

The farmer sat against the wall, spread his legs, and gasped: "No...... Told you, don't go out tonight? Why don't you listen? ”

The young man with the slingshot peeled a piece of candy and stuffed it into the farmer's mouth: "It's sweet, my mother said that I would buy more from your shop next time." ”

He looked at the open leather armor on the farmer's body: "You were a soldier? ”

The farmer raised his chin: "Captain! ”

"Mother said you were stupid when you fought."

"I'm afraid I'll kill you."

"Brag, look at what you've been beaten up of."

The half-grown man stood up: "I'll help you fight, I'll fight better than you." ”(https:)

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