Hao Ren walked to the prison gate of the barracks, and he couldn't help but frown. The prison was not meant to be a place for people to live comfortably, and people who didn't like to take a bath completely lost the opportunity to take a bath here. All kinds of smells are mixed together, and it is naturally fishy and unpleasant.

He used to be very accustomed to the military camp before, and Hao Ren couldn't help but be surprised in his heart. Since studying with Hao Jing, Hao Ren began to have the concept of personal hygiene. When he arrived in Jiangnan, he realized how far personal hygiene could be. After marrying Bao Xiweak, he can finally look down on others in terms of personal hygiene. Such a change made this married man feel a little kinky in his heart.

As a Mongolian man, of course, he couldn't accuse this place of being unclean, so Hao Ren Wanhu ordered those people to be brought out for questioning. First of all, take the son of the hundred households, in the culture of a barbarian people like Mongolia, the following crimes are grave crimes. Not to mention the son of a hundred households, it is the wife of a hundred households who went to molest his son and only a thousand households, and if he kills it, he will kill it.

Even if the hundred families knew that their son had been killed, all they wanted was not to continue to implicate the family. That bastard is also a Mongol and knows this very well. In the middle of winter, he knelt on the ground, sweat running down his cheeks.

Hao Ren did not have the idea of killing, his wife's compassion was certainly one of the reasons, Hao Ren called himself a Confucian disciple, and it was a basic idea not to kill indiscriminately. He didn't mention the topics that would make him angry, and asked directly, "Where did all these people who followed you come from?" ”

The son of the hundred households hurriedly replied: "Master, the Semu people are the slaves of my family, and those big cannibals are the gangsters who have arrived in the capital in the past two years. The big cannibals are tired of working and don't know how to make a living. Don't give anything else, give them something to eat, let them follow me down the street, and they will be happy. ”

Hearing that most of them still had this kind of help, Hao Ren was quite surprised. After asking a few more words to make sure that this was true, Hao Ren ordered: "I will let you go after beating you with forty lashes." ”

When the son of Baihu heard this, he was really overjoyed. This time, he also knew that the ten thousand households of the Golden Family in front of him were not bullying, but such a punishment was really very merciful.

No matter how the son of a hundred households received the whip, Hao Ren asked the Semu people again. The three men trembled, and begged for mercy. Hao Ren was sure that they were the descendants of the slaves who had been brought in during the Western Expedition, so he asked them to take one down and whip them with fifty lashes.

After those people were disposed of, all that was left was a dozen or so big cannibals. After the previous inquiry, Hao Ren learned that these big cannibals were indeed from the south. Why did they come so far and thousands of miles to Dadu?

"You are originally from the Song Kingdom. How did you come here? Hao Ren asked condescendingly.

Looking at the humility of the son of the Mongolian hundred households when he faced this ten thousand households, the big cannibal already knew that the big man opposite was an extremely high position. Although the big cannibal Ibrazia was nervous, after confirming the high position of the big man, he was not so afraid.

Like the people around him, he used to be a member of the Great Song Dynasty, or a great cannibal who once lived in the Great Song Dynasty for a long time. Based on his experience in the Great Song Dynasty, the higher the person, the less likely he is to behave indiscriminately. Molesting a woman is a beating in the Great Song Dynasty, and it is probably a heavy beating in Mongolia.

Hearing the big man's question, Ibrazia hurriedly replied: "Master, we were originally a big cannibal in Fuzhou to find out news for Mongolia. The gunpowder that Marshal Boyan got was our force. ”

Hearing the matter of gunpowder, Hao Ren couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, he knew that there was indeed such a thing. It's just that when Mongolia took out the imitation gunpowder, the Mongolian naval army had already retreated to the Yangtze River because of the defeat. Hao Ren didn't get any benefit from it.

"Zhao Jiaren was still in Fujian at that time, and when he learned that the gunpowder formula was stolen by us for Mongolia, he arrested a lot of cannibals in Fuzhou. I couldn't stay in the Song Kingdom, so I desperately fled to Mongolia. Ibrakhazia recounted his experience and recalled their arrest with tears in his eyes.

Seeing the beard kneeling on the ground opposite flashing with starry eyes, Hao Ren felt nauseous. He was only a thousand sailors and did not participate in the intelligence war. It is not clear what these people are saying. So Hao Ren didn't turn his head and asked the other big cannibals, "What did you do for a living after you fled to Dadu?" ”

It's okay not to mention this, but when this question is mentioned, the big cannibals flashed their star eyes, looking like they have been greatly wronged. Immediately someone began to tell what had happened to them. Since they were pursued to the point that they could not be accommodated, and the Song State did not have a large number of horses, the great cannibals who defected to Mongolia could not bring much valuable things with them when they fled. Fortunately, at that time, the Mongol army also occupied Jiangnan. The Great Cannibals starved to death in the mountains before they managed to reach the Mongol-controlled area.

Although it was impossible for Marshal Boyan to see them in person, he was not too kind, at least gave them food and drink. These big cannibals have made such a big effort for Mongolia, so they naturally want to have a good future. Even if someone wants to go back to their hometown, they don't have a boat. When everyone was in Fuzhou, they heard the wise man who couldn't escape this time say that Great Mongolia is a place where he came from. As a great cannibal, he is naturally a second-class person, and with their experience in the Great Song Dynasty, second-class people also have many privileges and are extremely powerful. These people have never fought before, so they naturally refuse to serve in front of the army and die in vain. They chose to go to Dadu to settle down and live a second-class life.

Under the arrangement of Marshal Boyan, they arrived in Dadu with the Mongolian convoy.

After arriving in Dadu, the gang realized how cruel the reality really was. The wise man's description of Mongolia is wrong, yes, Mongolia has a three-class system, but that is a hierarchy. The noble, the rich, the poor, there may be some so-called hierarchies between the same ranks. But the second-class people of the poor want to dictate the third-class people among the nobles, and in the saying of the hometown of the great cannibals, it belongs to the realm of 'Arabian Nights'.

As for the same class, the nobles also need to abide by the law. The rich have families and guards. When it comes to fighting, the guards are the first to do it. The rich know the nobles, and when something happens, the nobles help them. The great cannibals who fled to the capital belonged to the 'poor'. What the poor need is self-reliance and self-reliance. If you want to bully third-class people, rely on your fists to achieve your goals. The Han people in the north were probably accustomed to this status quo, and although their combat effectiveness was not necessarily better than that of the Han people in the south, their instinct to swing their fists at the disagreement was much stronger than that of those Song people who had concerns under the laws of the Great Song Dynasty.

In addition, in order to make a living, these big cannibals also have to work. According to their ideal state, as a second-class person, they can bully the third-class people at will, and the third-class people dare not fight back when they are beaten. That's it. Now that the third-class people not only dare to fight back, but also have combat effectiveness, it has become very uncost-effective to pick quarrels and provoke trouble.

After a day of hard work to earn a meal, people are tired to death, where do they have the energy to go outside to find someone to fight. If you are injured in a fight, you will have no food to eat during your recuperation.

Listening to these people babbling and spitting bitter water, complaining of pity, Hao Ren, who had a straight face, was amused. He snorted contemptuously, "Humph! Don't talk nonsense, just talk about how you came out with the son of a hundred households to do evil. ”

When the big cannibal heard that the Mongolian lord was very concerned about what they were doing, he bowed his head and begged for mercy. Hao Ren originally wanted to figure out how the big cannibals in the south could go to the north to follow the sons of the Mongolian hundred households, but when he saw these people diverting the topic, he was irritable, so he gestured to his relatives. He took out his whip and slapped the heads and faces of these people, scolding while beating: "You pickled talents, let you reply well." If you talk too much nonsense, I'll kill you. ”

After being whipped, the big cannibals obediently shut up. Although Ibrkhazia did not know how this Wanhu was interested in the story of the Great Cannibal, he knew that he could not disobey the wishes of the great Mongolian nobles, although according to the Mongolian system, the second class was more noble than the third class. The Mongolian system also stipulates that the Mongols are the noblest.

Ibrakhazia hurriedly said: "Master, we originally lived in the area of the Great Cannibal. The imperial court ordered the construction of the Tonghui River, and we were all dragged to dig a ditch. Those who have food in most of the capital have something to eat, and those of us who come from outside have no home in the first place. Every house has to dig up a certain amount of soil, and when we come out, those people bully us, and they throw all the amount on us. We had to buy our own food, and we had to dig for free. The big guy couldn't stand it anymore and escaped. As a result, the wise man did not take us in, and now we have no livelihood. It just so happened that the son of a hundred households needed some cheers when he went out, and we also followed him to eat for the sake of food......"

Of course, there are still unspoken things in Ibrazia. In most of the capital, the dream of Ibbkhazia was shattered, and his heart was full of hatred. With this son of a hundred households, not only has food to eat, but also can do mischief. That's what satisfies them as cannibals.

"Tsk! I see. Then it's useless to keep you. Hao Ren said a word, got up and left.

Hearing this, the big cannibal felt that something was wrong, and shouted hoarsely: "Master! Master! Spare your life! ”

Hearing this voice, Hao Ren paused. The Great Cannibal felt that there might be an opportunity, and all kinds of wailing and pleading continued to blurt out.

"Master, I have made meritorious contributions to Mongolia!"

"Master, our family has shed blood for Mongolia!"

"Master, we want to see Boyan Dashuai, we want to see Boyan Dashuai!"

"Master, we don't dare anymore, we don't dare anymore!"

Hao Ren just stood there. If the big cannibal could see Hao Ren's expression at this time, he would probably be so frightened that he couldn't speak. I saw that the expression on Hao Ren Wanhu's face changed from solemn to relaxed, and at the same time, his hesitation gradually dissipated, and became straightforward after making a decision.

These pleas and self-blame are what Hao Ren feels should be. Those people molested his wife, and naturally there was no reason to spare him. If it weren't for the sudden intervention of some Zoroastrian Han Chinese, Hao Ren would probably have gone on a killing spree at that time.

The words of those great cannibals soothed the unhappiness in Hao Ren's heart, and he waved his hand to signal the Mongol soldiers to hurry up and move, while he continued to walk forward. Someone must pay with their lives today, and since they can't kill those Han people who are hostile to Mongolia, let's use these big cannibals to appease Hao Ren's anger.

Wails of fear, screams of despair, groans of dying. Without turning their heads, they can roughly tell what state the big cannibal who was cut down by the Mongols is in. As the voice behind him became quieter and quieter, the anger and unhappiness finally came to an end.

With a long sigh, Wan Hu buried the last trace of memories about this matter. Those big cannibals can't bury hatred because they're weak. Mongolia will not, because it will always be Mongolia that buries others.

It's time to go home to appease his wife and tease his son, this idea urged Wanhu to speed up the pace of going home.