"Why kill our ploughing cattle?"

The peasants were excited, brandishing hoes and sickles, "Lose the cow, pay for the same, live cow!" ”

I don't know who shouted: "Kill them, the law does not blame the people, anyway, they killed our cattle first and wounded our people......"

Bai Wuwei tried his best to appease the peasants and reason, but to little avail......

Zhang Xianfeng and others formed a human wall, trying their best to resist the onslaught of the peasants.

Xiaomi's palms were covered with cold sweat.

She grew up in the mountains, and she had seen the mountain people crazy and unreasonable, beating strangers to death together.

These people are illiterate, and they don't know what the big truth is, and they do everything by one tendon, and the consequences of madness are unpredictable.

And when the government encounters this kind of thing, it is usually difficult to judge.

She nervously protected Mu Yunhan behind her: "Girl, this is a trap, you can escape." ”

The mad bull rushed over, and if he didn't kill it, he couldn't dodge, and if he killed it, he would fall into the trap.

What's more, there are still people in the rear eyeing you.

They are well prepared and have a lot of men with them, and if they really want to fight, these farmers are definitely not opponents.

But people will definitely die, and once they get into a life lawsuit, they will lose if they don't lose.

"I'm not leaving." Mu Yunhan pointed to a thin old man in the depths of the crowd and calmly ordered Mu Jie: "Catch him." ”

Mu Jie jumped up and rushed straight over.

But soon, he was subjected to an extraordinary siege.

Hoes, sickles, fists, and stones frantically beckoned to him.

There was a stone on his forehead, and the blood was running down and blurred his eyes, but he still pressed forward, grabbing the thin old man and dragging him out.

At the same time, Mu Yunhan turned over on the roof of the car.

She grabbed a handful of gold leaves and threw them in the other direction.

Some peasants saw it, but they didn't realize what it was, they just stared blankly.

There are also farmers who have not seen it and continue to make trouble.

Mu Yunhan took out a handful of money and threw it directly into the crowd.

After someone was hit, he shouted: "It's money......"

Mu Yunhan sprinkled another handful of gold leaves.

The scene that was still murderous just now suddenly became a pot of boiling porridge.

The peasants threw their hoes and sickles, squatted on the ground, bent over, and searched everywhere for gold leaves and money.

They lay on the ground, digging through the dirt and searching, fighting for money.

Millet understood, took out the money bag, grabbed the copper coin, and sprinkled it around like a scattered flower.

Gou Yu'er and the others were silent, quickly collecting the hoes and sickles scattered on the ground, and at the same time keeping a close eye to ensure that the peasants would not be killed by others.

Mu Jie wiped the blood on his face fiercely, gagged the thin old man who was struggling desperately, tied it into a twist and threw it in front of Mu Yunhan's carriage.

At this time, the sound of swords and soldiers coming from the rear.

Mu Li is one against four, and he is at ease.

Millet roared, jumped up like a falcon, and swooped into the car behind her.

Soon, the sound of a fight was heard in the carriage.

A figure jumped out of the carriage and ran wildly in the direction of the capital.

Xiaomi chased after him, and Mu Yunhan said: "Poor Kou Mo chase." Clean up the mess first. ”

Xiaomi jumped out of the car and fought against the four strong men with Mu Li.

The disparity in numbers was too great, and the four strong men were soon tied into zongzi and thrown into a pile with the thin old man.

The peasants had already picked up the gold, silver and copper coins, and greedily gathered around Mu Yunhan's carriage, stretching out their hands to ask her for money: "Not enough, not enough ......"