When the bitter gall water was about to be vomited, Wu Fanhui finally calmed down, and his body was still trembling slightly. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It was a bad taste to kill, and it was the first time I had killed someone.

In front of Wu Fanhui's placket was a large piece of blood, which was the blood splattered from the neck of a middle-aged man, Wu Fanhui had no way to dodge, and he didn't know how to dodge, he hadn't killed anyone at all.

After more than three months, Wu Fanhui raised a knife to kill people, which he would never have imagined.

The body is very soft, there is no strength, and the fear of killing is still hovering in my mind.

Looking at the corpse of the middle-aged man on the ground, looking at the black-brown blood seeping into the ground all over the ground, Wu Fanhui forced himself to calm down, since he had crossed into this chaotic era, he had to fully adapt to everything, he could not be smooth sailing, and he would be forced to kill people helplessly in the future, or even take the initiative to kill, in order to survive, in order to be able to live a better life, then he had to kill, if he didn't raise the steel knife, then the steel knife would fall on his neck, and lying on the ground was his corpse.

After taking a big breath, Wu Fanhui slowly stood up and walked to the middle-aged man's corpse.

The corpse of the middle-aged man was not yet stiff, it was still warm to the touch, and his arms and arms were soft.

Wu Fanhui held back his nausea and began to fumble with the middle-aged man's clothes.

At the place around his waist, he touched a bag and pulled it out hard, it was a bag of bags, and when he opened the bag, light burst out from Wu Fanhui's eyes, and the fear of killing disappeared in an instant.

There are five silver ingots in the bag, each of which is at least ten taels of silver, and two small ingots of gold, each of which should be about five taels, and in addition to some broken silver, all of which look very good.

An inconspicuous bandit, there is a huge amount of money, after more than three months, Wu Fanhui is the first time to see gold, the price of gold and silver on the market is one tael of gold for twelve taels of silver, so calculated, the silver on the middle-aged man is close to one hundred and eighty taels.

The first thought that appeared in Wu Fanhui's mind was that this middle-aged man didn't know what kind of luck it was, I was afraid that he killed an officer with real power and obtained this trick from the officer, but the middle-aged man didn't dare to use the gold and silver inside, which did not match his identity, but would arouse suspicion.

The officers of the Ming army, the military salary is also pitifully low, even if it is the governor of the Metropolitan Governor's Mansion, it is impossible to carry so much gold and silver with him, when the middle-aged man is drunk, he said that he killed an officer in the border town of Yulin, this situation must be true, after a little thought, Wu Fanhui understood the meaning contained in it, that is, the situation of eating empty salaries and drinking soldiers' blood in the army is quite serious, and some officers who are not very high in status will carry the looted treasures with them to ensure the safety of these money, As for whether the sergeant will rebel or not, they will not consider it.

The army is the pillar of the country, an officer with a not very high status, there is so much gold and silver in the bag he carries, this is all greedy military salary, it can be seen that the Ming Dynasty has rotted to the root, hopelessly.

Carefully carrying the bag into his arms, Wu Fanhui continued to search for the middle-aged man's body.

There is nothing else.

Wu Fanhui, whose face was slightly red, walked back and forth a few steps around the corpse, the wealth that fell from the sky, so that he, who had always been calm, couldn't help but feel excited, the value of the Yanling knife in his hand was about five taels of silver, and as for the Tugu Hun horse, the price was at least sixty taels of silver.

The harvest this time was close to two hundred and fifty taels of silver.

In this era, a household that employs maids and subordinates only needs about twenty taels of silver per year, and the silver he has now is enough to support the expenses of such a family for more than ten years.

People live for a lifetime, grass and trees for an autumn, the pursuit is nothing more than the word money and power and a rich and decent life, today's Wu Fanhui, but the grassroots at the bottom of the Ming Dynasty, it is impossible to have so many lofty ideals and pursuits, what he wants is to live a good life.

These gold and silver can ensure that Wu Fanhui will not have to worry about money within a few years.

Of course, this is a good thing that can't be sought, thinking about it clearly, Wu Fanhui's heart did not have the slightest guilt, the middle-aged man lying on the ground could only be said to be unlucky, and touched his hand.

It was still early, not yet noon, and the two bandits who went to ask for money should not have arrived in Peach Blossom Town.

Wu Fanhui stared at the corpse of the middle-aged man on the ground, and fell into a short period of contemplation.

The other two bandits are the younger brothers recruited by this middle-aged man on the road, and I am afraid that they are also homeless, if they are not forced by life, it is impossible to leave their hometown, let alone become bandits.

Their insight is just so-so, and they are very easy to fool.

According to Wu Fanhui's idea, it is necessary to kill these two bandits together, and do things neatly, cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and do not leave any hidden dangers, but it will take a long time to wait for the two bandits to come back, and the two bandits are adults, he is a teenager, and he may not be completely sure when he starts.

It's better not to do things that are too dangerous.

After thinking everything out, Wu Fanhui prepared to leave the col and return home.

The stomach began to rumble at this time, Wu Fanhui took out two wheat cakes from the package, and ate them in a big gulp.

When he felt that his strength had fully recovered, Wu Fanhui went over to lead the horse.

When he lowered his head, he found a large dark black stain on his chest, which was the blood splashed by a middle-aged man, and sighed, Wu Fanhui reluctantly took out a coarse cloth robe from the package, this is his best clothes, most of them are only worn in the school, and after school, he has to change into coarse cloth clothes.

There is also a package of braised beef and a package of braised meat at the bottom of the package, which were originally intended to be taken back to his parents and sister to eat, followed by some cloth, making clothes for his mother and two younger sisters, and the contents of the package cost Wu Fanhui nearly five dollars of silver, and he gritted his teeth before he made up his mind to buy it, and now there is silver, seeing these things, Wu Fanhui is a little embarrassed, and there are too few things to buy for his parents and sister.

Tugu Hun Ma is very docile, and rubbed Wu Fanhui's face with his head, the scene when Wu Fanhui raised the Yanling knife just now, the horse saw it all, probably because he felt that the young man in front of him was fierce enough, and he was its real master.

Wu Fanhui can ride a horse, he didn't have much hobbies in his previous life, he happened to be very interested in horseback riding, of course, he didn't have the opportunity to ride a horse and gallop, most of them rode on horseback, driving horses to jog.

When he was about to get on the horse, Wu Fanhui found that the saddle was a little abnormal, and the position on the left seemed to be higher, he stretched out his hand and was about to tidy up the left side of the saddle, but he felt a pocket pressed under the saddle in his hand.

Raise the saddle a little and the pockets are smoothly removed.

It's the same trick, but it's a lot bigger.

The bag is not heavy, reaching in, Wu Fanhui touched a brand, took it out and took a closer look, this is a gold-plated silver medal, a dragon and a tiger on the front, a cloud dragon on the top, a lone tiger on the bottom, and there are twenty-four words on the back: God bless the people, I am the rate of care, Weijia Huayi, the real tiger minister, the golden talisman, the heir of the eternal inheritance.

Wu Fanhui, who was familiar with history, trembled slightly, he knew that the owner of this silver medal was a thousand households.

Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, formulated the gold and silver medal system for the military ministers to be used as evidence to carry with them, the specifications of the gold and silver medals are the same, the gold medal has two dragons and two tigers on the front, and the silver medal is hung with a red ribbon on the front.

When the military ministers fought or went out to run errands, they generally tucked the gold or silver medals under the saddle, or put them away close to the body to prevent accidental loss, and few people put the gold and silver medals at home, which is a status symbol after all, just like an ID card after hundreds of years.

Those who are eligible to wear gold medals are officers above the command of the guard, or officers with the rank of guerrilla general or above in the army, and those who wear gold-plated silver medals are Qianhu, or garrisons in the army, and the generals of Baihu or the army wear plain silver medals.

The middle-aged man killed a thousand households, or the general of the army.

The reason why the middle-aged man did not find the gold-plated silver medal under the saddle is probably excessive nervousness, from Yulin Border Town to Mizhi County, all the way are like a frightened bird, this section of the journey is two hundred and sixty miles, and the fast horse takes about three days, but according to the middle-aged man's horseback riding technique, it takes at least six to seven days or so.

Wu Fanhui was originally a little nervous, a thousand households in the army or a garrison was killed, it must be a big deal, but think about the backward situation of Daming's transportation and information, especially in the more barren Shaanxi, he is not so nervous, a thousand households in Yulin Border Town were killed, at most it will affect the surrounding areas of Yansui Town, and it is impossible for other places to know the news.

The Yulin border army is huge, and it will not make a big move because of the disappearance of a thousand households.

Walking on the official road again, Wu Fanhui is leading the horse, he doesn't want to ride a horse, it is too ostentatious, unless he encounters any danger again, he will get on the horse and gallop, only two miles away from Ma'anshan Village, and he can return home in the blink of an eye.

The gold-plated silver medal and the Yanling knife have been buried in the ground by Wu Fanhui, and special marks have been made around it, this thing can not be carried, in case it is discovered, it will be troublesome, and the war horse can be brought back, although it is said that if it is said that it will cause a huge sensation in the village, it is not a big deal, Ma'anshan Village is closed and backward, and the villagers are very honest, at most they are envious and jealous.

When he walked to the entrance of the village, Wu Fanhui looked back at the official road not far away.

There is almost no one to see on the official road, presumably the two attendants of the middle-aged man, after entering the col, they will soon be able to find the corpse of the middle-aged man.