The appearance of Mo Zhai made Wang Xu's calm and boring life interesting. Many things buried in your heart, only when you meet the right person and the other person can understand what you are saying, do you have the opportunity to talk and the possibility of heart-to-heart with you. When talking to this delightful Momen juzi, Wang Xu occasionally fell into a trance, only for a short time. Because Mo Zhai's advanced thinking makes him often have the illusion that the other party is also from modern times. Whenever Wang Xu came back to his senses, he would inevitably test a few words.

"Brother Zhai! Physics? Belch.... Newton? ”

Then it either ended in confusion of squeezing eyebrows, or ended with Mo Zhai's chattering questions. Wang Xu could only imagine that maybe he was an exception, and Meng Po dozed off when he was reincarnated, so he didn't clear the memory of his previous life. Mo Zhai, on the other hand, has no memory but retains the wisdom in the genes of modern people. Wang Xu finally found the same kind, no longer paying attention to the troubles that would be regarded as different, and could speak freely. His favorability towards Mo Zhai is increasing day by day.

Similarly, Mo Zhai also had a good impression of Wang Xu. He understands that craftsmen always like to keep a hand in the inheritance of their skills. The core of the craft will not be taught. And Wang Xu knows everything about him, and he says everything, as long as Mo Zhai asks questions, the other party will patiently answer them. The two often discuss some messy things together, or engage in some bizarre inventions and creations, and their relationship is getting closer and closer. Like-minded, bosom friends are hard to find, Mo Zhai actually has an urge to burn yellow paper and worship Wang Xu.

On this day, he hurried to Wang Xu after teaching the children in the school hall. He is now arranged to be a gentleman in the school, teaching calligraphy. The bottom is to let students know more than a dozen obscure words every day. In order to avoid the boredom of teaching, Mo Zhai borrowed some craftsmen's books from the museum. On the one hand, it is for children to strengthen their memory through copying, and on the other hand, these books that record the skills of craftsmen are copied and widely disseminated.

Whenever the students finished copying a book, Mo Zhai would explain the implicit principles and craftsmanship skills in it. and then trumpeted his set of theories - a strong country in science and technology, and love and non-attack. The students loved it, and when they got home, they all shouted that they wanted to become carpenters in the future, and many adults had a headache about it.

After noon, Mo Zhai left the academy. Walk through the deserted streets of Xifang City. It was late autumn and the streets were covered with thick leaves. When you walk, it is like stepping on snow, making a creaking sound. He loved this small mountain village without any quarrels. I thought that after returning to the Song Kingdom, I could also build such a place. Before I knew it, the road in front of me became brighter, and there were more and more pedestrians on the road.

He turned the corner and walked into the main street of the city. The shops here and the crowd are in stark contrast to the quiet Xifang City, and it is a different scene.

These days, Wang Xu is taking stock of the accounts of various shops, and he stays in the treasury for half a day. Mo Zhai also often went over to help. Due to the current bookkeeping method is relatively backward. After the shopkeeper closes every day, he takes stock of the cash box and writes down a rough one, which is the flow account. The proceeds of the revenue, together with the account books, will then be handed over to the treasury for safekeeping. It is usually submitted once a week, while the consolidated reconciliation of accounts is done on a quarterly basis. Even if there is an occasional deviation of one to two percent in income, it is not uncommon. The method of counting chips and the writing mode of carved bamboo slips are the main reasons for the difficulty of bookkeeping.

As soon as Mo Zhai arrived outside the gate of the mansion, he heard a noisy quarrel in the courtyard.

"That's not right! There must be something wrong with your baht. ”

"Old thing! What do you mean? Are you questioning our Situ Mansion for deceiving in public? ”

It turned out that the old steward in charge of the accounts in the treasury was arguing with a group of people. Among the group, the leader was wearing the dark official robes of lower-level scribes, and there were four strong men with big shoulders and round waists beside him.

"My lord! I didn't mean to do that. Can you take out the baht and let the villain check it? ”

The old steward looked embarrassed.

"Bastard! How dare you, a pariah, be so rude. ”

A large man with a scar on his face stepped out from behind the scribe and grabbed the old steward by the collar.

"What do you want to do? Are the people in Situ Mansion so unreasonable? ”

The old steward was ashamed, and tried to struggle with his hands clasped around the strong man's thick arms. And the strong man's face was playful, and his eyebrows were cut off due to the scar on his face, which looked extremely hideous.

"Old and immortal! You dare to say that we Situ Mansion don't want to live anymore, do you? ”

The strong man slowly raised the old man with just one hand.

"Ahem... Ahem..."

The old steward couldn't stop coughing and struggling, kicking his legs back and forth, and kicking the strong man desperately.

"Haha... You pariahs, dare to resist? ”

Seeing this, Mo Zhai shouted.

"Stop!"

The strong man ignored it, as if showing off his strength, and lifted the old man above his head. Mo Zhai couldn't bear it anymore and was just about to step forward, but was intercepted by three other people. He said urgently:

"Let him go! If you act like this, aren't you afraid of Lord Yezai's punishment? ”

Suddenly, there was a sneer.

"Hahaha... Nozai? Did I hear me right? The wild jae of the country... Hehe... It's all over the place. The head of the family, Lord Wu, is the head of the five senses of the dynasty, how can he be afraid that a small wild slaughter will not succeed? Even if you Yezai see me, you will pay a big salute. ”

The scribe who had been sitting in the small courtyard finally spoke. He glanced back at Mo Zhai. While mockingly, he played with the baht scale on the desk. Fingers are placed on one end of the scale, and the other end of the scale rod is raised high. It seems to be very leisurely, ignoring the old man next to him who is strangled by his throat and hanging in the air desperately struggling.

"Really?"

Squeak. The door to the main hall of the treasury opened. Wang Xu walked out with the black sword.

"Let him go! Otherwise, no one will leave today. ”

He glared fiercely at the big man with the scar on his face. The other party immediately let go. The old steward collapsed to the ground, gasping frantically. Seeing this, Mo Zhai walked around and patted the old man's back to ease him.

"Oh... You're the wild slaughter here, huh? ”

The scribe has sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, a mustache, and an extremely clean chin, but his cheeks have a long beard. It looks like a saber-toothed tiger. Holding his long hair between his fingers, he stroked it a few times, and his attitude was extremely arrogant.

"What a big breath. I wonder where you are? Can you have an official position? ”

"I am the head of the Situ Mansion."

No wonder so arrogant. It turned out that this scribe was the governor of Situ Mansion. Although it is not in the civil service establishment of the country, its power is not great. The Situ Mansion was in charge of the land, farming, and labor of the whole country, and no one was offended. Otherwise, some of the hard work of digging ditches and building cities will be apportioned, and generally the men who are conscripted will have to serve for 1-2 years before they can return home. At this time, labor service is the same as military service, and everyone is obliged to do their duty for the country.

"Housekeeping? Hehe... I don't know why you came to my Yunmeng? So... Rampant..."

The head of the Situ Mansion still looked indifferent, and the attendant beside him scolded loudly.

"Presumptuous!"

The chief manager clapped his hands, looked at Wang Xu, and his eyes fell on the long sword in his hand.

"Excellent! Yunmeng's Nozai, I remember. ”

Then he straightened up and waved at his subordinates beside him.

"Let's go."

The old steward, who had just gasped, shouted loudly.

"Can't go!"

Wang Xu took a few steps forward and stood in front of them.

"You have to give an explanation for today's events, right? I can't tell, no one wants to leave. ”

The shopkeeper and the deacon, who had been in and out of the small courtyard before, thought it was just a verbal dispute. On weekdays, it is not surprising that the businessmen who come to pay for the goods occasionally scold and scold. They didn't pay much attention to Fang Cai's dispute, but now they saw Wang Xu holding a sword and blocking the door. A group of people hurriedly called for helpers and came to help.

The treasury is stocked with money and grain in the wild, and there are naturally many guards wearing blades. Five people came at once, and they stood in front of Wang Xu. Mo Zhai took the opportunity to take a short sword from the house.

Bird Slippery teaches the students the royal car in the school hall and has not yet returned. If that guy is here, just a pestle here, it probably scares these people to pee. Mo Zhai couldn't help but regret that the foodie was not here. Just listen.

"Confession? Amusing! Ye Zai's rule is not strict, and he slanders our Situ Mansion. Can you give me an explanation? ”

As the bearded manager spoke, he glanced at the scarred man next to him. Dahan immediately ran towards the outside of the courtyard. Seeing this, the old steward walked quickly to Wang Xu's side. Explains:

"My lord! It's the villain's fault. This lord from Situ Mansion came to the field today to buy cotton cloth and paid two taels of gold. But the villain weighed it but lost three baht, so he wanted to ask the adult to bring the weighing baht to test, but he didn't want to anger him. It's all the villain's fault. ”

Perhaps the old man was unwilling to cause trouble for the village, let alone Wang Xu. There is no complaint about the thing that was almost strangled to death just now. Instead, he apologized to the other party.

"Your Excellency! The villain guesses that the baht you are carrying may be worn, so there will be an error of three baht. Please forgive me for the offense. ”

"What if I don't take it?"

After they talked for a while, the big man with the scar came with more than fifty people. Eight of them were sabber-guards, while the rest were carrying wooden sticks and rags like coolies.

Mo Zhai whispered to persuade:

"Brother Xu! Forget it. ”

Wang Xu hesitated. After all, the sword has no eyes, and the people in the village have been like brothers all the way, and they don't want to have a mistake. Before he could speak, he only heard the head of the Situ Mansion laugh and say:

"Forget it? Hehe. ”

He waved his hand.

"Smash this place. Oh! That's right! Don't hurt this wild jae... My lord. ”

As soon as the words came out, the two sides fought. Fortunately, everyone was careful and did not draw their swords to hurt anyone.

For a time, there was chaos in the treasury. Roars and cries are endless. The five-to-one difference in the number of people made Wang Xu's side quickly lose the upper hand.

At this moment, there are several shopkeepers outside the courtyard who have come to pay their accounts, they are talking and laughing, and they are walking together. As soon as I stepped into the courtyard gate, I saw a violent scene of two parties beating each other. He didn't even think much about it, but he shouted loudly.

"Bandits are robbing!"

Imagine that fighting at the door of the treasury is not to rob, what is it for? can be a shopkeeper, obviously they are all clever people. They scattered and fled, some rushed to the city gate to ask the defenders for help, some went to the cousin Baisifu to report to the official, and one of them rushed to the middle of the fang, calling for the neighbors to come and help.

Far water can't save near fire, and everyone who understands knows it.

The people in the village are mountain people, and many of them are from Orion background, so they are naturally not afraid to fight with people if they dare to fight with wild beasts.

Hearing the cry for help, the village immediately exploded. When the treasury is attacked, you must go desperately, and all that is stored there is everyone's hard-earned money. Besides, if you dare to besiege Lord Yezai, the officials will dare to fight, and the people who come must be robbers and bandits. Everyone had blood-red eyes, some people carried bows and arrows, some people carried kitchen knives, and they rushed to the treasury one after another.

Not far away, in the courtyard of the treasury, Wang Xu and Mo Zhai, who were punishing evil and promoting good just now, were invincible with their fists and four hands at this moment, and they were being chased and beaten, looking extremely embarrassed. Although Mo Zhai made a good sword, he couldn't draw his sword to hurt people at the moment. The other side also has a sword in hand to prevent the situation from getting out of control. The small body that couldn't help the wind could only support the fists and wooden sticks that came from all directions.

Wang Xu was even worse. Earlier, the governor of the Situ Mansion also said not to injure him. But I don't want to be chased and beaten by the scarred man with a wooden stick all the time. The other party's strength is amazing, and obviously he has no intention of keeping his hand. At this moment, I only heard the big man shouting.

"Where to run!"

jumped up and slammed a stick towards Wang Xu's front door. Wang Xu's color changed suddenly.

If you are hit by this ferocious blow, it is estimated that your head will bloom immediately.

He hurriedly held his sword in both hands to block. Just listen, when the sound is loud. The sword was knocked to the ground. Wang Xu suddenly felt a hot pain in the tiger's mouth, and his thumb trembled slightly. He staggered back a few steps, being cornered by the other party.

"Run! Why don't you run away? ”

The big man held the wooden stick across his chest and struck the palm of his left hand from time to time. Wang Xu put his hands against the wall, his bloodshot eyes staring at each other.

"I'm a castle nozai national official. Don't you dare! ”

Dahan sneered, very terrifying.

"Haha, of course I don't dare. If you are killed, it will be a trouble for the Sikou Mansion to track you down. ”

Wang Xu breathed a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, the big man suddenly picked up the wooden stick, stared at his right leg, and nodded slightly.

"But... It doesn't hurt to waste your legs. ”

The moment the wooden stick was waved, Wang Xu stretched out his hands to block the top of his head, and his body couldn't help curling up and squatting down. The panic in my heart surged out, like a weak resistance when I was chased by a hungry wolf to the edge of a cliff. He heard Mo Zhai's exclamations and groans of pain around him. Then my head buzzed, and I couldn't hear anything. His body began to tremble.

At this moment, the body of the big man who bent over and brandished the wooden stick stiffened suddenly. The eyebrows, which had been split in two by the scar, twitched slightly. The tiger's eyes widened more and more, and his pupils dilated sharply. The vicious eyes suddenly turned frightened. He looked incredulously at the chill on his chest. The cotton robe there showed a trace of snow-white kapok wool, and then it was dyed bright red.

The stick falls to the ground. The hunched man slowly collapsed to the left like a shrimp. He clutched his chest tightly, blood spilling out of his mouth.

A white shadow, a blood-stained dagger. Aji suddenly became the focus of everyone in the hospital.

"Murder! Kill! ”

Everyone was shocked, looking at the calm girl in white, and they all showed complicated expressions.

There are constant private fights among the people of the country, and as long as no one is killed, the government will not take care of it. Now that people are killed, they are still people who are protected by the law. According to the decree of the Great Zhou, the punishment could not be imposed on the doctor, and the nobles who killed the commoners could be exempted, and at most they would be fined some money and food. And if the common people die in a private fight, they must pay for their lives.

Isn't this woman in front of her crazy? That's what everyone thinks at the moment. I heard the woman whisper:

"Hurt my husband... Die! ”