Time blink of an eye to October of the first year of Chongzhen, Wu Fanhui came to Mizhi County, and entered the Wu Academy to study for two months, and when the second three-day rest came, he decided to go home to see. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It is said that half of the eldest child eats his father and mother, Wu Fanhui's days in the past two months are very moisturizing, Wu Mingkun and other five people bring food every day, and the portion is a lot, and the five boys always try to drive out as much food as possible from the lunch box in order to make the boss happy, Wu Fanhui can't eat it at all, and the dinner at night is more than enough.

Winning favors from others always has to be reciprocated, so in terms of learning and supervision, Wu Fanhui has become strict, combining encouragement and punishment, if anyone is lazy, he will never be polite, his feet will be kicked on the ass mercilessly, and it doesn't matter whether the other party can bear it, of course, the more severe punishment is the sarcasm on the language, for Wu Mingkun and others, who have a particularly strong sense of self-esteem, the verbal stimulation is more uncomfortable than the pain in the buttocks.

The effect of eating a full meal is very obvious, Wu Fanhui feels that he has grown significantly taller, muscles have appeared on his arms, his figure no longer looks thin, and he looks a little personable wearing a robe.

In addition, the book "Analects" lent by Yan Qi has been copied, looking at his neat and somewhat elegant brush words, Wu Fanhui is happy in his heart, during the transcription process, he carefully read the annotations above, and some of Yan Qi's understanding is still good, some understanding and annotation, quite a reason, of course, Wu Fanhui absorbs the historical knowledge and cognition that has been precipitated for hundreds or even thousands of years, and the height of reading books is completely different. Even some great Confucians of this era may not be able to speak of him in the real debate on the Four Books and the Five Classics.

Wu Fanhui was carrying a large package on his back, which contained things he bought for his family in the county seat.

Wu Fanhui set off early in the morning, the distance of ten miles, according to his current speed, walking is at most half an hour, if he walks fast, with a trot all the way, he can go home in half an hour.

The south gate was still heavily guarded, and the sergeants stationed at the city gate didn't even look at Wu Fanhui, so they were directly released.

Walking out of the south gate, Wu Fanhui quickly walked in the direction of Ma'anshan Village, at this moment he had a feeling of returning to his heart like an arrow, and the family affection flowing in his blood was completely activated.

But in a quarter of an hour, Wu Fanhui's heart began to sink, and he found that he had made an extremely wrong decision, which was afraid that this wrong decision would endanger his life.

From time to time, small groups of homeless people appeared on both sides of the official road, these people had no expression on their faces, walking blindly on both sides of the official road, they were wearing not clothes, but rags, and even the private parts of the body could hardly be covered, and the unkempt hair gave people the illusion that it was not hair, but a nest made of sparrows.

The most important thing is that these displaced people are not particularly far from the county seat, but the sergeants in the city did not attack to drive or suppress them, which was not the case two months ago.

The information revealed in this is very dangerous, either there is danger outside the city, and the sergeants are unwilling to take risks, or the ranks of the displaced people have grown, and the sergeants are no longer able to deal with it, protect the safety of the county, and simply do not leave the city.

Either way, it is very unfavorable to Wu Fanhui.

Although Wu Fanhui is wearing coarse cloth clothes, he is very neat, and there is a package on his back, such a dress is eye-catching, if someone moves his mind and wants to do something to him, one person or two people are easy to say, and he can't deal with it at all.

Wu Fanhui walked briskly in the direction of Ma'anshan Village, he didn't look at the displaced people around him, his footsteps did not stop, he would not have any compassion, on the contrary, he complained about himself in his heart, through more than three months, he did not know much about the Ming Dynasty, made a simple mistake, went out of the city alone, all parts of Shaanxi suffered from years of famine, the people could not live, and the people who were struggling on the death line, in order to be able to live, nothing could be done.

The displaced people are still a little afraid of Wu Fanhui, they see Wu Fanhui walking fast, they all bow their heads and take the initiative to avoid both sides of the official road, this situation makes Wu Fanhui reluctantly relieved, Ma'anshan Village is not very far from the county seat, if you hurry quickly, you may be able to avoid it and return to the village smoothly.

After walking for nearly half an hour, Wu Fanhui's underwear was soaked, although his face was as usual, his heart was extremely nervous, he didn't know what the situation was in front of him, whether there would be emotional homeless, or if he met bandits, losing the package on his body was a trivial matter, and if he didn't do it well, he would lose his life.

The feeling of fatigue has been there for a long time, inner tension, and a lot of sweating, which is very physically exhausting.

When it was less than two miles away from Ma'anshan Village, three figures appeared in front of the official road, and one of them was actually riding a horse.

Wu Fanhui's heart began to sink, he knew that his luck was not so good, and he might have met bandits.

Riding horses on official roads is either officers and soldiers, or fierce bandits, and there is also a possibility, that is, the children of large families come out to play and ride horses.

Horses are very valuable in these years, there are not many horses in Mizhi County, people can't raise them, no one can serve the precious horses, can ride horses on the official road, and the status is not ordinary.

It was only a short period of attention and observation, Wu Fanhui quickly denied the possibility of officers and soldiers and the children of rich families, because what he saw was a Tuguhun horse, which was called the Hequ horse after a few hundred years, this kind of horse belongs to the type of war horse, and ordinary people are unlikely to have it, and there are also some horses in Mizhi County, all of which are southwestern horses, which are docile and suitable for control.

The officers and soldiers are wearing red military uniforms, but the people who ride horses are not wearing red robes, then they are not officers and soldiers, and it is even more impossible for the children of rich families.

Within a short period of time, Wu Fanhui decided that the other party was a bandit, and a bandit.

In the tide of peasant rebellion that was about to break out, more than ninety percent of the leaders of the rebel army came from Shaanxi, and the influential rebel leaders all came from all over the Yan'an Prefecture in Shaanxi, not to mention Mizhi County.

However, according to historical records, the time when the peasants in Shaanxi began a large-scale rebellion should be in the middle of November of the first year of Chongzhen, which is more than a month away, so the person riding a horse opposite should not be the leader of the peasant uprising.

According to this reasoning, the only possibility of the person riding a horse in front of him is a bandit.

In an instant, Wu Fanhui's heart calmed down.

Since you meet bandits, you should deal with them calmly, nervousness has no effect, but let yourself have no master, bandits are also people, as long as you can deal with them well, there is no problem in saving your life.

When they met, Wu Fanhui looked ahead with both eyes, and did not look at the person on the horse at all.

The person riding the horse is a middle-aged man, wearing coarse cloth short clothes, not very clean, full of beard, his eyes are a little hazy, and he looks very vicious, and the people who follow the trot on the left and right sides are also wearing coarse cloth short clothes, the difference is that the two of them are open, exposing their chests, and on the official road that is already in the late autumn season, this dress shows the identity of bandits even more.

The eyes of the three of them looked directly at Wu Fanhui, and they also felt strange and surprised.

Wu Fanhui is not very old after all, but he is thirteen years old, and he looks like a teenager, but when he saw that they did not dodge, the aura he showed was not ordinary, confident, wise, and majestic.

"Boy, stop, what are you doing...

The middle-aged man on horseback grabbed the reins and asked.

Wu Fanhui looked left and right, the people on the official road had long avoided it, and he was the only one standing in the middle of the official road.

"Are you asking me?"

The middle-aged man paused again, probably everyone he had seen was cowering, as long as he spoke, the other party was either scared into a mess, or simply knelt down and shouted for mercy, but this young man didn't care at all, and dared to ask rhetorically.

"Damn, that's what I'm asking."

"To put it mildly, I'm a student in the academy, and I'm going home to take a look during my vacation."

The middle-aged man laughed, it turned out that he was a hairy boy studying in the academy, and he was too bold.

"Do you know what Lao Tzu does?"

"I don't know, what do you do, what does it have to do with me, I didn't ask you."

The middle-aged man was so choked that he was almost speechless.

The two people next to the middle-aged man looked at the young man in front of him, as if they saw a monster, daring to love that this kid didn't want to live anymore, and dared to talk to their boss like this.

One of them stepped forward and stretched out his hand to seal the boy's shirt, but the boy moved quickly and dodged.

"Slow, Lao Tzu hasn't met a bold person for a long time, it's interesting today, a hairy boy, dare to talk like this in front of Lao Tzu, it's not interesting to kill you like this."

The middle-aged man dismounted and stood on the official road.

Wu Fanhui secretly complained, the middle-aged man couldn't see his height when he was riding on horseback, and standing on the official road at the moment, it was like a wall, and his burly figure was extremely prominent.

The other party is three people, Wu Fanhui is just a thirteen-year-old boy, it is definitely not possible to fight hard, it is a dead end, and it is absolutely impossible to show weakness, I am afraid that the death will be even worse.

Bandits are unreasonable, they dare to do anything, but bandits also have a weakness, that is, their IQ cannot be very high, and most of them do things without going through their heads.

At this moment, Wu Fanhui is facing a road in Huashan, either he suppresses or fools the bandits and escapes safely, or he is killed by the other three people, and the road to crossing is over.

The three of them this time are no better than Wu Guigui and others.

After the middle-aged man dismounted, Wu Fanhui made a very strange move, he put the package on the ground, simply sat on the package, and looked at the middle-aged man with a smile. This action made the middle-aged man a little in a trance, not knowing who he had met, could it be that this teenager had a mental problem.