Chapter Seventy-Eight: Hidden Feelings
In the meeting hall in the middle of the village, Zhang Jun sat in the main seat, with the three people standing under the curtain on the left side, and the tall and mighty Hu Shuo standing on the right. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Patriarch Liu was still kneeling on the ground, cautiously glanced up, and quickly lowered it again.
The atmosphere was already a little weird, no one took the lead to speak, and Patriarch Liu only felt that his sweat was slowly flowing down the wrinkles of his old age.
"Patriarch Liu・・・・・・"
Just when the old man who was over half a hundred years old was about to lose his strength, Zhang Jun spoke, breaking the short-term dullness.
"Yes・・・・・・ yes!" Patriarch Liu hurriedly said, "The grass people are here!" ”
"Do you have something to hide from the general?"
"Don't dare! Can't! Patriarch Liu waved his hand and said, "Never dare to be a former general!" ”
"Don't dare?" Song Pei asked: "Our army arrived the day before yesterday, and then there were Hun spies coming, do you dare to say that there is nothing to deceive the lord of my family?" ”
Suo Sanjie also spoke at the right time, and he deliberately said in a yin measured voice: "Patriarch Liu, the Liangzhou army has not committed any crimes, and it is all the power of my family lord to restrain him. If you don't tell the truth again, the soldiers will make a fuss, I'm afraid it won't be beneficial to everyone, right? ”
In fact, Zhang Jun and his two staff members didn't know if this Liu patriarch was hiding something, but the Hun spies not only came too strangely, but also too quickly!
Zhang Jun heard a saying in his previous life, "If you want others to find you, the best way is to not even know where you are." This is exactly the case with the Liang Army now. They had been deep in the mountains for many days, and they had long since lost their sights, and the mapping had completely stopped, and they could only know an approximate location from the villagers. Therefore, if it were not for the luck of the Huns, it would never have been possible to know that they were here.
Then, if the possibility of the Huns chasing the army is ruled out, then there is only one possibility left - the spies are not here for them at all, and the Liang army is not the target!
Therefore, the three of them had a tacit understanding to deceive this seemingly loyal old man.
Of course, Patriarch Liu's frightened look was not pretended. For these remnants of the mountains and wilderness, the disaster of the late Jin Dynasty is still in front of them, and they definitely know better than anyone what the fate of offending the martial artist will be.
More than 300 soldiers in full armor and armed with spears and swords can completely destroy the village they have worked hard to build for more than ten years!
Sure enough, being frightened by Suo Sanjie, Patriarch Liu was so frightened that he kowtowed again and again: "I said・・・・・・ I said!" ”
"Oh?" Song Pei smiled: "Do you want to think about it again, if there is anything missing, it will not be beautiful." ”
"No, no." Patriarch Liu said with a sad face: "Little Lao'er will say everything. ”
"Zeqing, Quan Bin." Zhang Jun waved his hand and said, "Patriarch Liu is a loyal elder, and he is rude!" ”
Song Pei and Suo Sanjie sang with white faces, and Zhang Jun naturally wanted to sing with red faces. I saw him walk up to Patriarch Liu, bend down and pick him up, and said, "If the patriarch has anything unspeakable, he can not say it, it's okay・・・・・・"
"Nope! There is no ・・・・・・" Patriarch Liu's feet were weak, and he almost knelt down again, and said hurriedly: "Little Lao'er doesn't dare to hide it in front of the general." ”
Zhang Jun nodded with relief and said with relief: "Since Patriarch Liu wants to say it, Ben will be deaf to him." ”
"Come on, show Patriarch Liu!"
At this time, a guard came in from outside with a wooden pier and placed it in front of Patriarch Liu.
The old man sat down next to each other in a trembling manner, as if he were ready to kneel again. He wiped the beads of sweat from his head, and said with difficulty: "General Rongyu, our remnants have been hiding from the world for ten years, but they are not completely isolated from the world, after all, they still have to communicate with the outside world, one is forced to survive, and the other is to inquire about the news, in the hope that Wang Shi will recover from the north, and we can also return to our hometown・・・・・・
Zhang Jun nodded when she heard this, this situation was expected by her.
I heard Patriarch Liu continue: "As the Huns gradually became stronger, the situation in the north has basically stabilized, and Wang Shi has been looking forward to ・・・・・・it for a long time."
Speaking of this, he looked at the expressions of the first three people, and only after seeing that there was no change before he continued: "The Huns slowly learned about our existence, so they sent people to negotiate, hoping that we would move out and become good citizens・・・・・・
"Mother!" Hu Shuo suddenly stepped forward, and the towering figure seemed to press on the thin and aging body, and interrupted: "You agreed?" ”
"Never!" Patriarch Liu argued: "General Mingjian, we are finally the heart of the court, the sun and the moon can be seen, and the heaven and earth can be expressed!" ”
"Okay, okay・・・・・・" Zhang Jun asked Hu Shuo to step back and said gently: "Patriarch Liu continues." ”
The old man glanced at Hu Shuo with palpitations, swallowed his saliva and said: "There are people from the county, and they are also Han people, and they tell us that it is okay not to go out of the mountain, but we have to pay taxes and send out ・・・・・・ servitude, so we will not obey, so we will stalemate・・・・・・ the day before yesterday I suddenly heard that the king master arrived, and the old man discussed with the clan, planning to ・・・・・・ plan to ・・・・・・"
"Are you going to borrow our knife to help you fight taxes?" Zhang Jun sneered, his face was also covered with frost, and said, "Patriarch Liu, you are a good plan!" ”
"Plop!" Patriarch Liu knelt down again and cried: "General Mingjian, the little old man is also forced to have no way!" As long as you disguise yourself to scare those officials, you don't need to use knives and guns・・・・・・"
At this time, Zhou Tong, who was in charge of the interrogation, walked in, he glanced at the Liu patriarch who was prostrate on the ground, and then ignored it, and went straight to the lord, and said a few words in his ear.
Zhang Jun nodded and said, "Bring it in!" ”
"No!" Zhou Tong bowed down to receive the order and waved outside: "Bring it in!" ”
Immediately afterwards, a bloody man was raised by two scout soldiers, and the two merchants, one old and one young, also followed tremblingly.
"Get on your knees!"
"Plop, plop!" Where have the two merchants seen this formation, and when they saw that the hind legs of the bloody man on the ground were already weak, they suddenly lay on the ground when they heard the sound, and their buttocks were stilted high, begging for mercy: "The military master spares his life, the military master spares his life・・・・・・"
"It's okay to spare your life, but you have to be honest, if there is a half-concealed ・・・・・・" Zhou Tong pointed to the man who was piled on the ground like mud: "He is your end!" ”
The two merchants, one old and one young, subconsciously glanced at the flesh and blood on the ground next to him, and saw that this man, who was fine just now, was already dying, with less air in and more breath. The wounds that flipped up like the fish's mouth were all over the body, revealing the clearly textured flesh inside, which was simply miserable.
The two hurriedly turned around and didn't dare to take a look, and confessed: "The county order asked us to bring people, we didn't dare to disobey, so we had to bring it, it doesn't matter to us・・・・・・"
"Is there a Hun cavalry in the county?" Song Pei asked.
"Yes! Yes! The old merchant said, "A few days ago, more than 200 horsemen came, all of them soldiers in armor. ”
Zhang Jun and Song Pei glanced at each other, and a trace of worry flashed in their eyes. Song Pei asked again: "Did the county ever say how to treat Hanzhai?" ”
"This ・・・・・・" the merchant hesitated, "I don't know ・・・・・・"
"I don't know?" Zhou Tong shouted: "I see that you don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin." ”
"Come on, pull it out and beat it again, and help you wake up!"
"The military master spares his life! The military master spares his life! The old merchant shouted hoarsely.
Zhou Tong didn't care about this, he only let the soldiers drag them out with their hair buns, and held it down to fight. Even if the merchant wanted to say it later, it didn't stop.
After a while, the old merchant was out of breath, and Song Pei turned to ask the young man: "Do you know, if you don't know, you will be killed!" ”
Seeing that his father was beaten half to death, the little merchant peed spinelessly on the ground, and cried: "The county lieutenant said that if you want to borrow those cavalry troops to enter the mountains to suppress thieves, it is ・・・・・・ to suppress Hanzhai!" ”
Hearing this, Zhang Jun waved his hand.
Zhou Tong hurriedly led someone to drag the two people on the ground out again.
At this time, Patriarch Liu was already sitting on the ground, his face like ashes.
Suo Sanjie sneered: "You old man, I'm afraid I didn't expect people to kill you, right?" ”
"How・・・・・・ how so?" Patriarch Liu lost his mind and said: "That county order is also Han'er, why is it so ruthless?" ”