After Han Pingsan knew that the county commander Li was going to kill him, he didn't dare to take the road anymore, and slept all the way over the mountains and mountains to the border of Qingzhou. When he wanted to enter the Qingzhou capital city, he was worried that his identity would be found out, so he had to lose his waist knife and waist card, but because of his ragged clothes, he was almost mistaken for a beggar and was driven away. It was not easy to bribe the officials guarding the city gate to enter the city, and they could only live in a land temple with a few old and weak beggars. He sat cross-legged on the desk with a broken leg in the Land Temple, holding half of the white-flour steamed bun he had snatched from an old beggar in his hand, and scolded in a low voice while eating: "Li Weiwei, you are a straight thief!" You hurt Lao Tzu so badly, if I don't let you fall, I will have your surname! ”

Ask about the collapse of the imperial history of Shandong Province, and in the next few days, Han Pingsan pretended to be a beggar and stood guard not far from the gate during the day to see if he could find an opportunity to deliver the letter. However, Shandong Dao Yushi was surrounded by different officials every day, and he never found a suitable opportunity.

That night, Han Pingsan returned disappointed again, holding the meat buns he had snatched from the beggar on the side of the road. He still sat in the previous position, completely ignoring the eager eyes and hungry looks of the few beggars around him, eating hatefully, and it seemed that he regarded the bun in his hand as Li Weiwei. At this time, the broken door of the Land Temple, which had been holding firm, was suddenly kicked down from the outside, smashed on the ground and raised a puff of dust, which made Han Pingsan's bun unsightly. "Which turtle grandson dares to disturb grandpa eating, he's tired of being crooked, right?"

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen men who looked quite strong had poured in outside, although they were dressed with patches and patches, but their faces were very ruddy, and at a glance they knew that they were thugs in the beggar gang or characters in the fighting industry. The man in blue clothes who took the lead fanned the dust with his hand and said, "Yo! Where did the two stunned people come from, the tone is not small! I didn't know the entrance of the church when I came to the master's place to beg for food, but I wanted to see what was coming out of the crotch of my unfastened pants. When the dust fell, and he saw a few beggars standing or lying on the opposite side, Dahan shouted to the back: "Xiao Jiu, come and see which thing that doesn't have long eyes dares to rob your things." ”

"Fifth master, it's the pickled man standing opposite who grabbed my things. He not only robbed me of my buns, but also snatched more than ten taels of silver that I had just picked up. "A little beggar of twelve or thirteen years old was arrogant at this time, and he had the taste of a dog's power, not at all like the cowardly look he had just been robbed on the side of the road.

After all, Han Pingsan is also an old official who has been in the yamen for decades, and he knows the twists and turns in the beggar gang, but he doesn't pay attention to these beggars at all. If it was in Qingping County, he would have put these people in prison a long time ago to try the means, and he could cure them in three or two strokes. Of course, he didn't want to make a big deal now, so he lowered his profile as much as possible and said, "Brothers, please!" The younger brother was disturbed a lot when he first arrived in the treasure land, and I hope to forgive me. If you go to Qingping County one day, I will definitely put wine for you to wash the dust. As for this little brother's buns, I will definitely compensate five times and ten times. ”

More than a dozen beggar thugs laughed, winked at each other and said, "Toad yawns—what a big breath!" Don't talk about these scenes. Lao Tzu doesn't care what you do in Qingping County, when you come to Qingzhou Mansion, you have to coil a dragon, and you have to lie down for me if you are a tiger. Xiao Jiu said that you robbed him of ten taels of silver, and you robbed ten taels of silver. Either pay back the money, or kneel down and call each of us 'grandpa', and then drill under Xiao Jiu's crotch, otherwise the master will have to spend some time on his feet. Hahahaha......"

Han Pingsan was so angry that his face turned blue, and his nostrils were about to erupt with fire. He has always been touted in Qingping County, how could he have suffered such an insult, he wanted to pick up a knife and slash this group of bastards, if the waist knife was still there at this time. However, he thought that Li Wei was going to put himself to death, so he still gritted his teeth and said, "Bosses, I really don't have any money!" ”

"No money? That's good, let grandpa search find out. At the signal of the fifth master, several sturdy men surrounded him.

Han Pingsan thought of the letter he was carrying in his arms, turned around and picked up the desk on the ground and broke his leg and beckoned to a man's head. "Bang", "Ouch"! The man who was closest to him was smashed on the head and bleeding, and fell to the ground screaming. The others were startled, and took a few steps back, but they still surrounded themselves with shouts and screams. "Stick to the point, everyone on the shoulder!" "This bastard is black enough, I'll open a dye vat for him later......" A few men who were originally going to watch the play also surrounded each other with green bricks, door frames, and tiles, and it was very scary to shout for a while.

"Boy, even if the king of heaven comes today, he can't save you! Obediently put down the things and let grandpa dissipate his anger, otherwise you will have no way to go to heaven and no door to enter the ground. "Hey, hey, if you're scared by your cross-river dragon, how will grandpa mix in Qingzhou in the future?" Hurry up and hand over the money, and then let Grandpa beat him, and this matter will be settled. ”

Han Pingsan danced on the table legs, and his mouth was not forgiving, and he kept shouting: "Come on!" You have the ability to come up! Lao Tzu has to let you open a dyeing workshop, you just say that you like white or red. When Grandpa came out to mingle, you turtle grandchildren were still playing in the mud......"

When encountering this kind of unfathomable master, this group of people really has no tricks for a while. Hiding in the corner of the land temple, several old and weak beggars trembled when they saw the fight on this side. Among them, the old beggar who was robbed of half of the white-flour steamed bun by Han Pingsan a few days ago was full of hatred in his eyes, which was something he was reluctant to eat. Seeing that the situation between the two parties was deadlocked, he just kept shouting and moving on each other's guard, so he picked up the broken corner of the blue brick on the ground and threw it while others were not paying attention.

Han Pingsan knew that there was no way to go on like this, and was nervously thinking of countermeasures, when his right heel suddenly stepped on the broken brick on the ground, and he fell backwards. The dozen or so men saw the opportunity and rushed up, first snatching the table leg from Han Pingsan's hand, then pressing him to the ground and punching and kicking him. Han Pingsan secretly said that he was unlucky, and hurriedly held his head in his hands, and his body curled up on the ground, still tightly protecting his chest.

In the end, the fifth master asked a few people to hold Han Pingsan's limbs, took out the letter on his chest and looked at it twice. "What are they? It's the same as a ghost drawing. Do any of you know how to read? The rest of the people all shook their heads, and another person said with a shy smile: "Fifth master, you are really good at laughing." If you are literate, who will be a beggar! The fifth master slapped him over, "You kid talks a lot!" ”

Han Pingsan just breathed a sigh of relief, and heard the man say: "Take ten taels of silver to Juxian Village and hand it over to Lao Tzu within five days." If Grandpa doesn't see the silver at that time, he will not only tear up the letter, but also break your legs, making you crawl and ask for food in the future. With that, several people swaggered away like crabs. Han Pingsan felt that there was no place in his body that did not hurt, and he hated it in his heart! "It's really a tiger falling in Pingyang and being bullied by dogs! Li Weiwei, you bastard, I want you to die! And you turtle grandchildren. ”

The next day, the fifth master died in the thatched house of Juxianzhuang, his head was still stuffed into the thatched pit, and the letter was missing.

Han Pingsan left the Land Temple, and after the transformation, he hid in the firewood room behind an inn where he kept his miscellaneous items, and still dressed as a beggar during the day to circulate around the residence of the Imperial History of Shandong Province.