Dai was very surprised when he heard that Jin Ping had also been insulted by Er Laizi, and asked with wide eyes: "Jin Ping, you are too stupid, why don't you say it?" ”

"Third aunt, how embarrassing it is to say these things, my family's Wen Cheng won't let me say it, besides, that villain is driven away by me with a kitchen knife every time......" Jin Ping said with a frown.

"I can hide from the first year of junior high school, but I can't hide from the fifteenth. It is precisely because you don't dare to expose Erlaizi that his lust is getting bigger and bigger. Dai said that she knows very well that if a woman is alone, it is difficult to escape if the bad guys have bad intentions, let alone at home, and it is not easy to ask any more.

"That's right. As soon as it got dark, I bolted the door and the door of the room, and prepared a firewood knife in the room, asking Tianyuan to accompany me and sleep in the same room. Jin Ping rubbed her hands, "Wen Cheng went out to do business, if he didn't come back at night, I would be scared." ”

"Then let's go to the patriarch immediately and tell the patriarch about Er Laizi's killing tonight." Dai suggested.

"Third aunt, do you have any evidence?" Jin Ping asked.

"Yes." Dai glanced at Gong Changyu, "Old learner, show the pig-killing knife you picked up on the mountain to Aunt Eight." ”

"Yes, grandma." Gong Changyu opened the cloth bag, took out the pig-killing knife, and whispered to Jin Ping, "Eighth aunt, this is the evidence of Erlaizi's murder." ”

Jin Ping took the pig-killing knife and looked at it carefully for a while, before he said slowly: "The name engraved on the handle of this pig-killing knife is not wrong with Erraizi, it's just that it's so late......"

"Then what are you hesitating about, wait a little longer, and the patriarch will fall asleep." Dai stood up, "Jin Ping, if you don't go, I'll tell Wen Cheng to get up." Wencheng ......"

Before Dai's words fell, Wen Cheng's voice came out of the room, confused: "Jin Ping, who are you talking to?" ”

"No, no......" Jin Ping replied hesitantly, blinking vigorously, suggesting that Dai should stop calling Wen Cheng.

"How did I hear someone calling me, it seems to be the voice of the third aunt." Gong Wencheng said in the room, and then heard the sound of his footsteps getting off the ground and stepping on the floor.

After a while, the door opened, Wen Cheng came out yawning, he rubbed his eyes, and when he saw Dai and Gong Changyu in the hall, he couldn't help but be surprised: "Third aunt, it's so late, what's the good thing you call me?" ”

"Nephew Wencheng, there is no good thing, but there is a bad thing." Dai smiled.

"Auntie, as soon as you look at the pig-killing knife in Jin Ping's hand, I know what happened without you telling me." Wen Cheng smiled at Gong Changyu, "Old learning, did you kill someone?" ”

"Eighth uncle, this knife is not mine, I didn't kill anyone." Gong Changyu looked at Wen Cheng without blinking and said.

"Wen Cheng, this knife belongs to Erlaizi." Jin Ping pointed to a line of words on the pig-killing knife and said.

"Impossible, when I met Erlaizi at the entrance of the village in the afternoon, he said that he would go to Zhangutang to kill pigs for others, and I saw him go in the direction of Santang." Gong Wencheng glanced at the knife, "Old learner, how come Er Laizi's knife is in your hand...... Something is wrong, didn't this pig-killing guy go to the War Drum Pond? ”

"I chopped off his hand, and that bastard might still be lying on our family's Houlong Mountain." Gong Changyu smiled.

"Little ghost, did you cut down Erlaizi? Little nephew, you're not bragging, are you? Gong Wencheng touched Gong Changyu's little head.

"Eighth uncle, I'm serious. Erlaizi was really cut down by me, and I think their brothers will never give up, so my grandmother and I came to the dark, and asked you and Aunt Eight to accompany us to the patriarch's place. Gong Changyu replied.

"Okay. But your eighth aunt can't go, she has to take care of Tianyuan at home. After Gong Wencheng finished speaking, he entered the room, took out a musket from under the bed, and walked out in a hurry, "Let's go now." ”

"Eighth uncle, you're not going to hunt wild boars, what are you doing with a musket?" Gong Changyu didn't understand Uncle Eight's intentions.

"The brothers are all poor and white, and those who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes, so we should take precautions and be prepared." Uncle Eight loaded the musket with bullets, "There are three bullets in this gun, one for each shot, just right." ”

"Well, it's still his eighth uncle who thinks about it." Dai bowed slightly.

So the three men took torches and went to the patriarch's house. After about a quarter of an hour, Gong Wencheng knocked on the door of the patriarch's house. The patriarch was an old man in his seventies, leaning on crutches, and poked his head out tremblingly: "Wen Cheng, you kid came to my house with a musket, why did you come here?" ”

Gong Wencheng pinned the musket to his waist: "If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace. Erraiko ......"

"Something came into the house and said." As soon as the patriarch raised his head, he saw the Dai family behind Gong Wencheng, and he knew very well in his heart that Erlaizi, a second-rate son, must have done something bad.

After entering the house, the patriarch beckoned a few to sit down, he was not dizzy, and saw the blood stains on Gong Changyu's clothes at a glance: "Old learning, did you kill the rabbit?" ”

"Patriarch, I didn't kill a rabbit, I cut off Erlaizi's hand." Gong Changyu held the cloth-wrapped pig-killing knife in front of the patriarch with both hands, and he was not panicked at all.

"Erlaizi Niu is tall and big, and you cut it down?" The patriarch's eyes were wide open, his mouth was wide open, and he forgot to take the pig-killing knife, and his hands stopped.

"The sneak attack was successful. He tied up my mother and wanted to kill my grandmother, so I ......" Gong Changyu stood up, raised his hands, jumped up, and made a slashing move.

"The second Laizi has done a lot of evil, and people and gods are angry. Well done boy, deal with this kind of indiscriminate person, that's how it is. The patriarch clapped his hands a few times, and gave a thumbs up to praise Gong Changyu's courage, "The son is comparable to Qin Wuyang of the Yan Kingdom, oh, it should be the general of Jin, Zhou Chuye." ”

"Patriarch, isn't Qin Wuyang the assassin who assassinated King Qin with Jing Ke?" Gong Changyu asked.

"That's right." The patriarch stroked his long beard and said with a smile.

"Mr. Private School said that Qin Wuyang is not good, when he entered the Qin Palace, he was so frightened that he saw King Qin, and his face changed, he was really a coward! Zhou is young and fierce and chivalrous, and suffers from the township. There are Jiao in the water and tigers in the mountains, and they are all rioting against the people. Yixing people are called three horizontal, and they are especially dramatic. Or to say that killing the tiger and cutting the Jiao is really the only one of the three horizontals...... Later, under the guidance of Lu Yun, he abandoned evil and followed good, sacrificed his life for the country, and was a true warrior! Gong Changyu said these allusions word for word, and the patriarch and Gong Wencheng were very surprised and amazed after hearing it.

The little grandson actually knew the general of Zhou, but he didn't know a few big words, and Dai was very surprised by this: "Lao Xue, you have a good memory, why did you skip school to watch others gamble after studying for a month?" ”

"Grandma, memory and literacy are not the same thing." Gong Changyu blushed and lowered his head shyly, "I just want to be a general who gallops on the battlefield, and I don't want to be a scholar who is not diligent......"