The carriage in front of me was really flattering, it looked mottled, and there were white-green stains on the outside of the black-painted carriage, which looked like ····· Bird poop !!

The carriage also exuded a smell of wine and shallots, and the driver of the car was a middle-aged man with a triangular hat, with a straw in his mouth, a gray beard, and he looked quite ruffian, "This is really a gathering of things and people!" Han Xing said with emotion. Think about it, what kind of fox friends can Wood, a thief and a liar, find?

"Sir, this is the best carriage in the village!" Wood Sword Han Xing seemed to hesitate, so he opened his mouth to persuade.

"Looks like so!" Han Xing looked at the terrible and dilapidated environment around him, but agreed with Wood's statement. Compared to those convertible carts, this carriage with carriages is indeed a decent car!

"Wood, do you know how to ride a horse?" Han Xing asked suddenly.

Now Woodmond thought for a moment and said, "A little! I used to work as a postman, riding from town to town delivering letters for the nobles and the bigwigs! ”

"That's good! Let's ride to London! Wait for me! Han Xing clapped his hands, and disappeared in front of Wood's eyes as he spoke, and when Han Xing returned, he held the "Electricity" in one hand and a black horse in the other and handed it to Wood. Obviously, he went back to the [Riverside District] once.

With Wood leading the way, the two rode down the River Thames towards the city of London not far away. Not to mention, the closer you get to the city of London, the better the scenery, the denser the crowds, and even the exquisite villas located on the banks of the River Thames. From the first wooden houses to the later masonry sloping roofs, to the marble mansions at the end, they are all nestled in the greenery outside London.

When the two rode through a small slope, they found a dense residential area, different from the country houses that had just spread over the area, these houses were more closely connected, often only a small garden of a few dozen square meters, separated by hedges or low walls and fences and roads, and green vines were entwined around the walls and fences. It's early autumn, not the flowering season, but it's impossible to tell if the vines are morning glories or roses.

Frankly speaking, basking in the warm morning sun, gently urging the horses, feeling the breeze gently blowing the cheeks and hair, walking through the shade, listening to the rustle of the leaves in the breeze, watching them dance in the wind, it is really a special feeling! At the thought that the owners of these huts could enjoy such a beautiful scenery every (rì), Han Xing's heart flashed with envy.

"By the way, since you were a messenger before, how did you fall to the point of stealing chickens and dogs?" Han Xing asked curiously (shēn) Wood Dao on the side.

Wood smiled wryly and said, "Originally! Although the messenger's work is a little harder, and he is not home all day long, those noble lords are also generous, even if it is a grain of sand leaking out of their fingers, it is a windfall for a person like me! ”

He continued with nostalgia: "Actually, it's my fault, I originally received a letter from a master, but suddenly another master sent someone to find me, saying that he was willing to pay a high price for me to disclose the content of the letter to him, at that time my brother was seriously ill, in order to be able to raise money for my brother's medical treatment, I agreed to the master's request, as long as he was willing to give money. ”

"I guess, then that old man didn't give you money, and betrayed you?" Han Xing speculated.

"No, the old man kept his promise and gave me money! But that money was just a drop in the bucket for my brother's illness, and in order to earn more money, I continued to work with the old man to help him steal the information in the letter! As if immersed in his memory, Wood continued.

"Later, the East Window incident? So you became a scapegoat? Han Xing continued to ask.

Wood sighed, "Alas, I was so greedy, and even then, it was just enough to pay for my brother's medical expenses, but before, I raised money everywhere to treat him, and I did not hesitate to borrow usury from the Jews!" The debt collector came to the door, and when he saw that I couldn't get the money, he moved things directly! And the interest rate was getting higher day by day, and I begged them to reduce the interest a little bit for the sake of my brother's illness (qíng), only to get a beating. Wood said with tears in his eyes as he ruffled his hair, revealing a hideous scar that had been concealed.

"In order to repay the loan sharks, I began to look for ways to make quick money, and since one person would be interested in the contents of the letters, there would be more people interested in the contents of the letters, and I began to sell the contents of the letters on the black market for profit. As I imagined, I was given enough money to not only repay the loan shark, but also cure my brother's illness. But one day, it was the East Window incident! I was kicked out of the post office and lost my job. With the help of the big guys, I was able to save a small life. Wood said sadly, with a dark look in his eyes.

"Believe it or not, I did make a living by helping people carry their luggage and working as a local guide! It's just that later, my clothes are more and more torn, and the more they are washed, the whiter they become, and gradually, no rich people are willing to look at me, so naturally they can't get enough oil and water, and if they can't make money, they naturally don't have the money to maintain a good personal image, let alone buy decent clothes! It's an endless loop! Wood smiled self-deprecatingly, and told Han Xing about what happened to him, and the more he talked, the more indignant he became.

This is the life of a commoner in the Georgian era! Even after the glorious Victorian era, the lives of British commoners did not improve in any real way. After the era of sheep cannibalism, the common people lost their land and could only be reduced to a money-making tool for the capitalists, and were brutally oppressed by qíng. And their children also have to work in factories from an early age, child labor!

Can you imagine? What an outrageous act of children who should have been sitting at their desks in schools to get into the corners of dirty, narrow chimneys or even dangerous mechanical gears, and use their little hands that should be holding pens to remove stains that adults can't reach! ”

Han Xingbu (jìn) lamented that the tragic fate of the British people at the bottom at this time and in the next few decades, even the British themselves admitted that the Victorian era was evil! (The Opium War also broke out in this era.)

Wood's narrative continues, "Not all rich people are as benevolent as you, or rather, most rich people are arrogant, self-righteous, even harsh and vicious, and they mock me, insult me, beat me, and for what? Not why! Just because they look at me and think I'm staining their eyes, like I'm a mess of filth that shouldn't exist in the world, can you imagine? As he spoke, he began to cry.

He wiped it with his cuff and smiled bitterly with his tears, "Later, I began to hate these rich people, and I said to myself, 'If they treat me as a filth that shouldn't exist?' In my eyes, are they not filth and cancer? Aren't they riding on top of us, oppressing and exploiting us? Are not all my pains and sorrows due to them? But that's just how I want to vent my anger! ”

"Until one day, I met a particularly difficult old man, with a white wig on his head, who looked like a rooster, and who not only cursed me for being a 'jiàn', but also beat me with his cane, just because it was slippery on the ground that day, and I fell! I took revenge on him, I stole his luggage, and disappeared into the streets! At first I was afraid that someone would come and arrest me, but after a few days, there was no movement. ”

"I tasted the sweetness and it was out of control ever since! At first, I felt sorry and uneasy, but gradually, I reassured myself with the idea that rich people are all bad and damned. Every time I feel guilty, I think of the self-righteous aristocrat who beat me with a cane, and tell myself that such people deserve it! I'm doing the right thing! Wood shook his fist, his eyes sparkling with madness.

"In order to appease my conscience, I did not completely embezzle these benefits, but I used my extra money to help other poor people, orphans, and old people who had no one to support them! And the laughter of the people made me even more determined, as if I had really become the legendary Robin Hood! Wood's eyes shone with shēn, but when he saw Han Xing, he extinguished again.

"And then I met you! You're the richest person I've ever met, and I have to say sorry to you! A hint of apology flashed in Wood's eyes as he said to Han Xing.

Han Xing suddenly understood what happened to the poor man in front of him, obviously, he was not a natural criminal, but the dark life finally pushed him into the abyss of crime, so he patted him on the shoulder and said: "Wood, no matter how much evil you have seen, rich people who deserve retribution, but stealing is wrong after all!" Are all poor people necessarily good? Are rich people necessarily bad? There are good people and bad people in any group, and you should never distinguish people by narrow concepts such as class, country, skin color, etc.! The only criterion in this world can be judged by good and evil! ”

Wood nodded thoughtfully and said, "Sir, I promise you that I will not do anything more to steal chickens and dogs!" Look, the city of London is coming! Wood excitedly pointed to the city of London, slapped his horse, and galloped away like the wind.

Suddenly, he turned around and asked, "By the way, sir, what's your name?" Who are you visiting? ”

"I am Earl Rackell Segard, and I have come to London to visit my good friend Sir Richard Hansen!" Han Xing smiled and gently pinched the horse's belly, and the "Diandian" immediately understood, spread his hooves and galloped towards the London City in front of him.