Chapter 1002 1002: The scratches on the back were obviously scratched by a little flower cat

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Sunshine is warm, Xiangzhou. Pbtxt

Chen Tai'an, the prefect of Xiangzhou, discussed with the master book in the Yamen side room, some plans after the beginning of spring this year, and now the next year is generally nothing to be busy, the two discussed for a while, drank tea, chatted about family life, and laughed twice from time to time.

"..... this year's harvest is slightly more effective than last year's, and after the prefect's term of office expires, maybe he will be promoted, and the lower officials will have to rely on the support of the lord when they arrive."

Speaking of merits, Chen Tai'an has been an official for many years, and he did not get carried away, and shook his head: "Don't say that, now the court is constantly changing, the northern Jurchen is pressing, and Cai Xiang's side is also not happy, if you really want to be promoted, you probably have to wait until the things in the north, after the dust falls, and recently the martial artists have shown signs of raising their heads, I haven't seen that even Xiangzhou City has more Jianghu people wearing weapons, so it is a test for public security, and when I see the county lieutenant tomorrow, I have to say a few words." ”

“… The prefect is thoughtful. The chief bookkeeper next to him frowned, "But recently, some things have been reported in several villages and towns in the west, some strongmen have entered the village to rob grain, and a few lives have been injured. ”

"....If you can't hold it down, let the county lieutenant go over and take a look, go through the motions, and tell the villagers who died that the New Year will pass first."

Chen Tai'an's tone was more categorical, and he was naturally complimentary. But think about the reason why Chen Tai'an said this, probably after this year, when the new prefect comes up, he will step down and leave, as for the bandits in the mountains, let others have a headache.

Not long after, an errand came and knocked on the door, "Go back to the mansion, there are people and horses coming outside, and the little ones can't afford to mess with them." ”

Phew-

Chen Tai'an slapped his palm on the table, "For the New Year, which big family doesn't want to let this mansion have a good time of leisure?" ”

"This, the small ones are not clear, they are all very raw."

Immediately, the door opened, and before he stepped into the front hall, he bumped into a big man in the shape of a man, only at the first glance, Chen Tai'an was so frightened that he stepped back, "You are the capital of a state, you wait for people from the rivers and lakes and can come in at will." ”

A pair of yin and yang fish wrinkled, Zheng Biao stretched out his arm with a gloomy face, and directly lifted the prefect up, "Let go of the mansion!" A few errand officers next to him shouted with little confidence, and were about to come up with water and fire sticks in their hands.

With a few clicks, several steel knives came out of their sheaths and quickly rested on their necks. Zheng Biao raised the prefect in front of him, staring at him with bronze bell-like eyes, "Tell me the location of the nearby cottage, how many people there are, and who is in charge, you must know that Lao Tzu helped you make them all and give you a New Year's gift." ”

Chen Tai'an, who was still hanging at the beginning, was stunned for a while when he heard the other party's words.

"Really... It's true? ”

"Nonsense-" Zheng Biao let go of his arm and threw a token at the other party's feet.

"East... East... East Factory! ”

Chen Tai'an picked up the token and looked at it carefully, so frightened that he almost didn't hold his hands, and immediately nodded again and again, "Definitely, Xiaguan must tell Shangguan what cottages are nearby." ”

Then, he went back to the room and asked people to prepare pen and ink, and the room was quiet for a while, except for the rustling of writing, and after a cup of tea, the paper with the specific address was delivered to the other party......

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An hour later, Chen Tai'an wiped a cold sweat before sending the group out of the yamen. pbtxt Subsequently, without his knowledge, under the pale snowy sky, Zheng Biao and the others took more than 1,000 brocade guards and fans in tattered leather jackets waiting outside the city, and cleaned up the mountains one by one, until they found out the person they were looking for.

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"How's it going with firearms? Ben Governor had been busy before, but now he is free to see your results. ”

"....The few things that the overseer said, at present, only the thunder in the palm can be used, but there are still some that are not so stable, a few years ago, Xia Guan secretly experimented once in the suburbs, ten, basically half of them will explode in advance for other reasons, and some of them have become duds after igniting the fuse."

"It's okay....try your best, send some to Guan Sheng and Qin Ming who can use it at the moment, maybe after the beginning of spring, they will use it."

"Overseer....do you mean that after the beginning of spring next year, the Jurchens will go south?"

"Not sure, but can't be unprepared...."

Since the death of the old man, Bai Ning readjusted his attitude, on the first day of the new year, when the thousands of households under his command and the commanders came to the door, they summoned the thundering thunder Ling Zhen alone, in this era, too sophisticated firearms are obviously not expected, and he is not an expert in this field, it is impossible to cover everything, and construct the future things in this era.

"Then the lower official try to choose some and use it, but the number may be much less, after all, this thing is also the first time that the lower official has come into contact with it."

Ling Zhen carefully put down the teacup, at this time he was also a little embarrassed in his heart, when making this kind of thing, not only did it take a lot of time and objects, but even more than a dozen human lives were taken. As he spoke, Cao Shaoqing's figure came over in the compartment, holding a roll of notes in his hand.

"Overseer, the news has come, and the people who are looking for in Xiangzhou are almost all gathered together, one hundred and seventy-two people."

Bai Ning above glanced at Ling Zhen, waved his hand to let him retreat, and led the other party to bow down and exit the inner room, he took the scroll of notes, unfolded it, and glanced at it lightly.

"..... the ghost of the Red Hall? The nickname is loud..... the second master of Qinglu Mountain. ”

Cao Shaoqing bowed, "Probably yes, after Zheng Biao received the letter from the governor, he directly pressed it to Xiangzhou, took down all the bandit villages on the large and small mountains within two or three hundred miles around, and asked them to hand over the people with red birthmarks on their faces, regardless of age, birthmark size, one hundred and seventy-two people, this Hongtang ghost is one of the famous people, his real name is Duan Chang, and the others are all small minions." ”

"....Broken intestines?" Bai Ning threw the note aside, stood up with his negative hand, stepped on the note under his feet, took two steps, and waved his hand in the next second: "One hundred and seventy-two people...... Kill them all, and the one named Duan Chang will let him break his intestines. ”

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The sky lit up with the white belly of a fish, and there were carrier pigeons flying in the sky.

In the white foothills, the wind blew down the snow on the branches, crossed a hillside, and in the col below the field of vision, the moment the wings fluttered and landed on the palm of a person's hand, blood splashed not far away, and someone fell motionless in the snow with his head in a different place.

“…… Look at your hard mouth or hard knife..... thirteen years ago, which of you went to Chenjia Village in the southeast of Xiangzhou? Voices and blood echoed in the cold air.

The burly body stood on a large rock with his hands in his hands, and behind him, one hundred and seventy-two bandits from various bandit villages all knelt down and tied their hands. Some of these people are older and some are younger, and the only thing they have in common is that they all have more or less red birthmarks on their faces.

"Didn't answer such a simple question?" Zheng Biao twitched his teeth with his tongue and blinked fiercely.

A brocade guard stepped forward and slashed the figure next to the corpse that had just died, the figure struggled for a while, and before he could say half a word, the knife slashed at the neck, and the corpse fell down, convulsing several times.

The tip of the knife moves, pointing to the next.

Then, someone from the crowd rushed out, and a somewhat immature face struggled to rise up in the snow, crying in fear: "....I'm only fifteen this year... Ladies and gentlemen... Grandfathers..... I'm only two years old in thirteen years, and it has nothing to do with the little one, let me go..... I beg you, uncles..... the little ones are also because of the ugliness, outsiders, family members are disgusted and cornered, what happened thirteen years ago, the little ones really don't know....please... Please let me go. ”

The man threw himself on his knees, his head pounding in the snow, and an unknown liquid dripping from his crotch to the snow, glowing yellowish and stinky.

"......." Zheng Biao was silent.

After a while, someone showed him the note from the carrier pigeon, Zheng Biao nodded, and said to the fifteen-year-old mountain bandit who was still kowtowing with an indifferent expression: "Then it's only your bad life!" ”

Immediately, he waved his hand, "Drag out that person named Duan Chang, and kill the rest of the people." ”

The more than 100 people who knelt on the ground suddenly became fierce, and their voices were surging and boiling, as if they had exploded into a pot, and it was certain that the order to slaughter would cause resistance, not everyone was so willing to be slaughtered like cattle and sheep.

"..... fart, Lao Tzu doesn't know what Chenjiacun ....."

"Please, I'm sixty years old, just a guy who cooks for the stockade..."

"Big brother, don't kill me... Your own people! ”

All kinds of sounds were sounding, but the sound of steel knives entering the flesh was also heard in rows without hesitation, poof, puff, puff-

A human head fell to the ground and rolled in order, and the executor stepped on the sticky blood snow, and the blood sprayed on the snow one by one from different broken necks in an orderly manner, dyeing a whole piece red.

The sound of continuous begging and scolding is gradually decreasing, until only a strong man with a hideous face and a red birthmark from the corner of his eyes to his chin is held down, his face is raised, and he stares at Zheng Biao fiercely, "..... you also killed Lao Tzu....Lao Tzu has done a lot of things in his life, what Chenjia Village, Lao Tzu doesn't remember even if he has been there." ”

"Who is Lao Tzu-"

Syllable!

Angry shouting, Zheng Biao slapped him directly, calling the other party's right cheek, the shouting strong man fell on his side, half of his face was buried in the snow, his mouth exhaled a few cool breaths, not far from his mouth, a few teeth were lying there with bloodshots.

"I don't remember it, it doesn't matter, you're dead anyway."

Zheng Biao walked over and reached out to grab the other party's hair bun and lifted it up, punching the man in the abdomen, a fierce but fatal blow, which arched Duan Chang's back, and the severe colic pain made his forehead densely covered with cold sweat, as if his intestines were knotted.

Zheng Biao, who was like a big bear, lifted the other party's hair to a height, and with the other hand, he tore off the opponent's leather jacket with a hiss, revealing a belly covered with black hair, and his fingers flicked on the opponent's stomach, revealing a cruel smile.

"Back then, I practiced evil skills, and I didn't eat less human liver, but now I haven't eaten it for a long time, and I miss that taste a little." Zheng Biao's fingers sank into the other party's flesh without hindrance.

"Ahhhh Holy! It's painful! ”

The blood flowed out along the fingers, and then the wound expanded, and the whole palm of the hand was stretched in, dragged out, and with a bang, the colorful intestines flowed out and hung outside, and the thick fishy smell rose in this instant.

"The overseer said, your name is Duan Chang, and you will be as good as your name."

As he spoke, his fingers gripped a large intestine and it collapsed. Snap - the intestines hanging outside fell to the ground with a poof, and Duan Chang, who was lifted in the air, was not dead, just watching his organs sway in front of his eyes.

“…… Uh....."

Duan Chang couldn't speak normally anymore, a large amount of dark red blood flowed out of his mouth, he stared at it in a daze, and then swallowed.

Boom!

The corpse was thrown in the snow, Zheng Biao took the cloth handkerchief handed over by others, wiped his hands, and said lightly: "Go back and restore your life." ”

As night fell, the green eyes of the mountains sought blood, and crawling shadows pounced below, chewing and tearing flesh, and soon the howl of wolves sounded in the foothills.

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After January, go to Beijing.

The wolf king in the north was sick, and he gathered all the generals of the clan.......

"I ..... want to see the South." On the humble bed, the wolf king was dressed in his usual clothes, leaning there, looking at the Wu Dynasty.

PS: Today's New Year's Day, I'm with my family, so there is only one chapter today. Tomorrow 10,000 words. (To be continued.) )