Chapter 129: Lantern Festival Debt Collection Night

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Zhu Lin took a look at it and said, "This slave is almost the same as the Chinese! The only thing is that the hairstyles are different, and the clothes are not the same." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Yang Jianchao ran to Zhu Lin and said, "This slave clan is the Tartar of our previous life. ”

Zhu Lin nodded. "I know! Well, Lai Mao, let them do their work. Anyone who dares to rebel will be killed. Let's work honestly and three times a day! We can't be honest and conscientious, even though we are prisoners of war. Be nice to others, too. Don't be too harsh. You see they're all skinny like hemp stalks. ”

Yang Jianchao smiled and said: "Very good, but don't be soft if you have a bad plan." You can save a lot of money!"

Zhu Lin turned white, and Poplar Jianchao did not speak. "Lai Mao, I won't talk about the cargo ships and warships you rented. What are you renting those two boats for? Isn't it a waste of money?"

"Young master, these two ships were rented by Steward Xue. said that it was going to be changed to a flower boat to do business. After Lai Mao finished speaking, he glanced at Zhu Chengli.

Zhu Lin stopped talking, and it was estimated that Xue Min would have some purpose for doing this. Regardless of her, just toss as much as you like! I can't afford to provoke the woman who takes off her clothes and seduces Zhu Lin at every turn.

On the thirteenth day of the first month, Zhu Lin took out a thousand taels of silver and asked people to send it to the righteous king, all of which should be wrapped up in the righteous king. It's not like we've been together for so long. Don't care about the righteous king's plot to seize Zhu Lin's property, the righteous king bullied Zhu Lin. But to King Yi, Zhu Lin is still quite grateful. If it weren't for the difference in identity, it is estimated that the two would really be brothers. Otherwise, if you change to other princes, it would be strange if you don't swallow Zhu Lin! And it's the kind of annexation that doesn't eat people and doesn't spit out bones. However, this thousand taels of silver also brought an important piece of information, and King Yi asked the person who went to deliver the silver to tell Zhu Lin that Wang Jun was hiding there from Hu Wei.

After Zhu Lin knew, he asked Zheng Jiu to gather soldiers and horses to enter the prefect's yamen that night, Zheng Jiu's left and right three circles blocked the water around the prefect's yamen, even a mouse couldn't run out, but after searching for a long time, Wang Jun was still not found. also fell to Hu Wei's mouth. Hu Wei shouted there to make Zhu Lin look good. I want to refer to Zhu Lin. The army besieged the prefect's yamen, and the crime was a heinous crime. Zheng Jiuli ignored Hu Wei and took people back to restore his life.

Zhu Lin knew that Wang Jun was pedantic on the surface, but in fact he was full of scheming inside. If the scheming Wang Jun was so easy to catch, he wouldn't be Wang Jun. But no cunning fox can escape the hunt's pursuit. Zhu Lin knew that Wang Jun didn't run far, he was in Sicheng City, but he didn't know where he was hiding. I have to find a way to force Wang Jun out. The Big Three suggested writing a notice that if Wang Jun didn't show up again, they would kill Wang Qingqing. Zhu Lin smiled and shook his head to deny this opinion, using women to force others to comply, that is not in line with the young master's character. That's a coward's job. Woe to the family. We have to talk about the rules. But how to collect this debt? Zhu Lin didn't tell everyone. Zhu Chengli has a sperm, judging from the fact that he hasn't seen Zheng Jiu these days, it is estimated that the young master has an idea.

On the night of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the city of Sicheng was full of lights, and the three years of peace had brought this tormented small city back to its former prosperity, and Zhu Lin came to the city with Zhu Chengli, who had been dressed in disguise, and a few guards selected from the militia group. Zhu Lin walked on the street, looking at the shops on both sides of the street, and the shops on both sides were full of lanterns. It is not a brilliant lamp, but it is also a bright light.

Zhu Lin said as he walked: "I didn't expect so many people to come to see the lanterns today!"

Zhu Chengli stood behind him and said: "In the past two years, the wind and rain have been smooth, and the people have lived and worked in peace and contentment. It's not fun to be fifteen. Young master, look at it, is there a satisfied big girl on this street? If you like whichever one you like, let the brothers snatch it for you. ”

"Hehe, Uncle Zhu! Then won't I become a bully who bullies men and women? No, no!" Zhu Lin knew that this was Zhu Chengli joking with himself again, and he didn't care. There are talking and laughing with everyone while walking and talking about whose lanterns are beautiful, juggling, performing, and selling food on the street, and the whole street is boiling, bustling with people, shoulder to shoulder. Unconsciously arrived at the small square at the entrance of the prefect's yamen, the red lanterns were hung high all around, there were lotus lanterns, star lanterns, all kinds of lanterns, and the prefect's yamen door was also hung with double dragon play bead lanterns, and the square was shining. On a platform in the middle of the square, several huge lanterns are tied to the pillars on both sides, and the troupe is singing a big opera under the stage. Zhu Lin stood next to him and watched it, but he really couldn't understand what he was singing. However, Zhu Chengli and a few guards watched there with relish. Zhu Lin asked Zhu Chengli what he was singing, and Zhu Chengli said: "Young master, this is the joke of Liu Dashuai's expedition to the west." I don't know which team sang it, it's very good. However, the person who plays Liu Dashuai is not very similar. Zhu Lin had nothing to do, so he simply listened to Zhu Chengli there absentmindedly.

"Liu Dashuai went west to Xi'an Mansion ~ The thieves in Xixia are scattered all over the city ~ Poor children of the Han family in Xi'an Mansion were slaughtered by the Xixia thieves. Liu Dashuai, the tiger's eyes bleed. Grit your silver teeth and swear revenge. 'Knock knock knock'....... ”

In Wangjiazhuang in the northwest of Sicheng, every household is silent in the happiness of the Lantern Festival. Since the last time the land was scraped by the Hu Governor's Mansion, the lieutenant committed suicide. Please go back to Wang Jun as the patriarch and thank Wang Jun for his blessing. and brought a large amount of money and food to the people. Wang Jun also set up many workshops for people in his village to work. The amount of money paid is not low. Now everyone reads Wang Jun's goodness, and everyone has set up a tablet for Wang Jun. No, a few old men are directing a few young men to hang lanterns in front of Wang Jun's old house, although Wang Jun's old house is also two thatched adobe houses. But you can't be a man without a conscience, you have to be grateful. The lanterns still have to be hung by others. Outside the village, several teams of people and horses, people and horses. Silently, the village was surrounded from all sides.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and it is a good night to kill. Zheng Jiu was wearing a leather jacket, a face scarf, and a hat on his head. looked at a yellow-faced man next to him and lowered his voice and said, "Yan Wu, it's up to you this time." Don't kill people, burn down the workshop. The workshop must be destroyed. Just grab the money from the village. Don't kill. For the New Year, the young master doesn't want to see the dead. Unlucky. You lead someone to attack it, and I'll bring someone outside to press you down. ”

"Master Zheng, just look at it! We can't beat the gong and drum in front of you, but this stumbling block, hitting a dark stick, and slapping a black brick, the brothers still hold the handle. If our young master wants a girl, I'll grab two for him. ”

"Nonsense! How could the young master fall in love with these firewood girls. Hurry up and get to work. It's over early. Be sure to pay attention to see if there is a king, and if there is, capture him alive. After finishing this errand, let you Aunt Zhang tell the young master, I am beating the side drum, and you can join the militia group. ”

"Hey, that's good. Zheng Ye, this is what you said. We don't want a penny of the money we robbed. It's all about robbing the young master's money last time. We just need to be on an errand under Zheng Ye. The young master can stutter food. ”

"Alright, don't be verbose. Hurry up. Zheng Jiu saw that this person named Yan Wu still had the desire to continue. Hurriedly commanded.

"Brothers, get to work. Coo-coo. Yan Wu let out a few pheasant cries there.

All the dogs in the village were barking. There was a scream all the time. But it didn't take long for the dog's barking to stop. They were all administered by Yan Wu's subordinates who had arranged in advance. Wait for the dog to bark as soon as there is no sound. Yan Wu roared: "Brothers, follow me." The silver grabbing went. "Urge the horse to move. Yan Wu's subordinates next to him let out a shout and followed with a long knife.

Zheng Jiu instructed: "Crossbowmen prepare, wait for the fire in the south to start, and fire the arrows." The whole army pressed forward. If anyone escapes, they will be shot to death unless it is their own brother. ”

The gong in the village "clanged". "There's a thief invading. Everyone, hide. The young man took his sword and gun and gathered at the house of the royal patriarch. "Ahh There was no more sound. I saw an arrow nailed behind the gong man, and the gray-white arrow feathers were still dangling there.

Yan Wuyi rushed into the village from the entrance of the West Village first, and as soon as he picked up the spear, a lantern hanging on the archway at the entrance of the village picked up the spear. Throwing the lantern hard at the side of the straw stack, the weather was dry at this time. The straw didn't burn yet. The brethren who followed behind took their swords in their right hands and lit torches in their left hands, and rushed their horses into the village. When he saw the workshops at the entrance of the village, he threw the torches into the workshops. It doesn't matter if there's anyone in the workshop anymore. Yan Wu rode on his horse and shouted, "Burn along the village road." All the workshops are pointed. Rode forward to the entrance of the village to the east and sealed it. Don't let them run away from there. The rest went from house to house to loot the money. The work is neat. ”

As soon as a few horsemen passed by, they heard the sound of arrows "whooshing". Then there was a scream. Yan Wu was furious, thinking that his people were injured, so he urged the horse to rush over. At a glance, it turned out that a few people who wanted to sneak attack were cut down by those cavalry with a single sword. The screams were made by the people of the village. Just when Yan Wu led people to search house to house, a fire also ignited in the south of the village.

Zheng Jiuyi saw that a fire had also broken out at the south end of the village. He commanded: "The whole army dismounts, and the crossbowmen are ready." Send a signal, see people, don't kill. The herald next to him took out a small flag from his bosom and waved it a few times. It's strange to say that this little flag is shining, shining in the night. Everyone in the back could see it clearly. They dismounted and lined up to wind the wire pulley crossbow and press forward step by step. After waving the flag, the herald put it in his arms. He took out a special arrow from the quiver behind his back and put it into the wire pulley crossbow trough, aimed it at the sky, and launched it with a snap. The arrows made a screeching sound and soared into the sky.