Seeing that he couldn't run, the man screamed and turned around: "The husband spares his life, the villain is willing to be a cow and a ......."

Yang He's expression was cold, the moment he made a mistake, the sword flashed, and the blood flower was brought out, and in the scream, he saw a figure rushing forward and disappearing into a puddle in front of him, and then an extremely terrible howl sounded. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the man instinctively wanted to avoid the saber, and he jumped forward, and before he could jump into a puddle in front of him, so that he could not die, and there were wooden thorns buried in the pit, and he was strung on it by the sharp wooden thorns.

A horse neighed, and Yang Hekan reined in the horse by the edge of the pit, and he felt palpitations as he saw the man howling in the pit, his hands constantly fluttering and struggling, and blood flowing down from the part where he had been pierced, staining the whole pit red.

He was secretly frightened, this kind of road, this kind of terrain, fortunately he was good at riding, if he was not careful, he would also rush into the pit......

At the same time, he found that he was chasing in the direction of the polder, and he also entered within fifty paces, although there was no movement on the polder arrow tower, but he did not dare to relax his vigilance at all.

He was about to return the knife to the sheath, when a wooden lid was opened on his back, and his sister Ying'er came out, and she looked around curiously, and then at the man in the pit who was howling lower and lower, and wowed.

Yang He frowned and said, "Ying'er, don't look at it." ”

Sister Ying'er said crisply: "Brother kills bad guys, Ying'er is not afraid." ”

Yang He didn't know whether it was sad or happy in his heart, his five-year-old sister matured early and had strong spiritual power, and he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

He put his saber back into his saddle sheath and glanced at the polder, where a crowd of people were pointing at him, one of whom was wearing a Dongpo scarf and a purple silk robe, like a rich outsider and a butler beside him.

Seeing what the man was talking about, the butler kept nodding.

Yang He glanced at it, and was about to ride his horse away, when the butler-like man on the polder wall shouted, "This prime minister, please stay." ”

……

The suspension bridge was lowered, the polder gate was slowly opened, and some of the displaced people who were still in the surrounding area were in a commotion, but no one dared to move.

At this time, all the people in the Wu gathered around Yang He, and when they saw the polder door open, Qi Youxin muttered: "What does this Zhuangzi mean, do you want to take me in?" ”

Yang He looked at the team, and saw that many people had yearning expressions on their faces, after all, a stable and stable life was what they longed for, and seeing that his most loyal scholar was by his side, he said in a low voice: "Minister, what do you think, if this Weizi is willing to take us in?" ”

Minister Yang showed a hesitant look on his face, he looked at the village for a while, and finally said in a low voice: "Young master, I have also read books and know a sentence: rather be the head of the chicken than the queen of the ox." ”

Yang He nodded slightly, Minister Yang thinks what he thinks, this polder village is a powerful force at a glance, what right can an outsider have to speak?

And the catastrophe is coming, he must build a base that is completely his own, and master a power that is not the slightest constraint, completely implements his will, and is completely his own.

Therefore, even if this polder village is willing to take it in, he will not stop here, at most he will buy some materials from the village with gold and silver.

The polder door slowly opened, and a group of people walked out of it, and the butler-like person walked in front, followed by a dozen big men in the shape of a dozen people.

All of them wore cyan folded scarves, indigo blue long armor coats, red shoulder scarves, and exquisite Qi knives pinned to their waists, and each was equipped with double inserts.

These people showed their courage in their actions, Yang He could see clearly, their bow pot was also equipped with a Kaiyuan bow, he sighed secretly in his heart, if it is a strong force, just these dozen people, the combat effectiveness will exceed that of his own young and strong.

Behind these men were six or seven servant-like men, each with a heavy burden on his shoulders, and he did not know what was inside.

Seeing them coming, the closer they got, Yang He whispered to the people in the army to be on guard, and the heart of guarding against others is indispensable.

The butler-like person had a smile on his face, he kept looking at this side, and when he saw Yang He's team, especially the shields on everyone's backs, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes, and when he came over, he saw Yang He's appearance clearly, and his eyes lit up.

To be honest, Yang He's temperament and demeanor are indeed needless to say, the elegance of the scholar and the heroism of Ling Ran are unforgettable at first sight, and the most satisfying thing about him coming to this world is this body, as well as the identity of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old student.

The housekeeper came to him, and he saluted: "Jin Xianzhu, the contemptible Yong'an set manager, dare to ask who this is?" ”

Yang He jumped off the horse, and he returned the salute: "It turned out to be the golden steward, and Yang He, who was born in Xialuyi." ”

The golden steward showed a respectful expression, and he solemnly saluted again: "It turned out to be Yang Xianggong, and the villain was disrespectful." ”

I can't help but be not solemn, there are a lot of people who read in the Ming Dynasty, but there are very few people who have won fame at such a young age as Yang He, and there are also bonus points for both civil and military skills, and the scene of Fang Cai can shock the people in Weizhong.

Not only is the Jin Steward, but the Yong'an people behind him are also discussing, looking at Yang He with admiration and respect, and many people's eyes are even swirling on the swords and strong bows on Yang He's waist, while giving a low admiration.

Looking at the other side, the people in the Wu are honored, and they all puff up their chests.

The golden steward swept his gaze on Yan Dezheng, his expression was even better, there is also a scholar here, although his image is not good, but he is also a scholar.

He took out an object from his sleeve, but it was a gift list, and he said: "The contemptuous owner is like a public demeanor, and he admires it." He said: If the prince wishes to sing this episode, he should sweep the couch and wait. If you don't want to, please accept this set of gifts, hoping to have a good relationship with the public. ”

He presented the gift list, Yang He looked at it, and there were two hundred taels of silver, two stones of rice noodles, one hundred catties of bean material, ten catties of white salt, and thirty catties of salt bricks.

There were also 10 pieces of Songjiang cotton cloth, 100 black turbans, 100 blue-blue short-bodied armors, 100 crimson shoulder scarves with collars, and 100 pairs of fine-clothed shoes and thick socks. 100 knives, 100 spearheads, 100 heavy arrows, and 200 light arrows.

There are also three ingots of gold ink, two pieces of inkstone, five pen, one hundred pieces of paper, and two hundred pieces of yellow paper. In the end, the gift list also wrote five catties of fine tea, twenty catties of mutton, ten catties of pork, twenty catties of soju, and a few oil, salt, sauce and vinegar.

Yang He looked at the gift list carefully, and sighed in his heart, it is not without reason that these heroes can exist for generations.

The gifts above, rice, flour and salt are the most precious, salt and grain in troubled times cannot even be measured by money, and 100 catties of beans have also helped me a lot. And those turbans, which are also urgently needed, not to mention the knives, spearheads and arrows.

In the gift list, Yang He even felt their intentions and carefulness, such as the possession of pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and he lost these things during the escape, and even Wu Zhonghu stickers could not be recorded, and now these paper and pencil can help him a lot.

These materials are not worth mentioning in the prosperous era, but now, they can only be described as sending charcoal in the snow.

He handed the gift list to Minister Yang, saw that his eyes were round, and then Yang He solemnly arched his hand and said: "Since it is a good intention of the noble owner, and the student also lives up to the elegance of the nobleman, he is disrespectful and deserves it." ”

The golden steward said with a smile: "The husband is polite, but he is careless, so why worry about it." ”

He looked a little regretful, Yang He said this, he didn't plan to enter the polder.

However, this situation was also expected by them, anyway, a great good fate was formed, and the goal was achieved.

They can survive for hundreds of years and thousands of years, relying on their eyesight, those who should not be offended must not be offended, and those who should be friends must not be let go, and they will pay a little, maybe they will return them with a surprise when they are.

There are many things, Yang He ordered Qi Youxin to arrange for Qingzhuang to carry the burden, and Wu Zhong exclaimed.

Obviously, after the gift sent by the polder spread, it shook everyone, and the golden steward was even more smiling.

Yang He got on the horse, looked at the outsider at the polder wall and looked at this side with a smile, he arched his hand to that side, and the outsider also smiled and returned the salute.

Yang He said to the golden steward again: "It is enough to see the hospitality, and you should keep it in mind." ”

As soon as he lifted the reins and instigated his horses, the group hurriedly followed, and with a full harvest, they went away.

Along the way, there are constantly homeless people to follow, especially those women and children, young and old, this team seems to be different, and they may be able to survive with them.

However, there were also some people who did not move, and they knelt fifty paces away from the polder gate with hope, hoping that the polder would show mercy and take them in.

The drawbridge was retracted, the heavy polder door was closed, and the party was restored to calm, leaving only the corpses and the wounded lying on the ground, wailing out in despair and helplessness.

……

Old White Bull: The fourth dungeon "Yongan Ji Haoqiang" ends.