On the twentieth day of the second lunar month, the weather is sunny and the wind is beautiful.

The annual temple fair is held here today.

Whether it is the title of the gold list or the early birth of a noble son, on this day, the common people will come here to make a wish, or to make a wish.

The streets are full of people, and they are not lively.

When the time comes, there will be those who sing big operas, those who talk about big drums and books, those who play tricks, those who play guns, those who play sticks, all kinds of small merchants and vendors, you name it.

According to the practice of previous years, Feng Delin, as the biggest col and the local protector, was to speak in public at the temple fair.

Now, Wang Xiong, the deputy owner of the village, presides over the affairs inside and outside the cottage, and his reputation is outside, and no one dares to offend him, so Feng Delin gave him this faceless thing, at that time, he will accompany Wang Xiong to attend the temple fair, and take a seat in front of the stage, but he does not speak, but Wang Xiong speaks on behalf of the cottage.

Around nine o'clock in the morning.

Wang Xiong rode a tall horse, accompanied by fifty personal guards, and slowly walked into the street with Feng Delin, walking in the direction of the front desk.

Wang Xiong was in a very happy mood today, but when he went out in the morning, Dibei grabbed his reins and didn't let him go, saying, "Village master, you can't go to the temple fair." ”

"Why?" Wang Xiong asked a little displeased.

"I always felt that this place was too chaotic, and now is an extraordinary time, I'm afraid someone will be bad for you." Jibei said.

"Who would dare to disagree with me?" Wang Xiong said, "It's just to participate in a temple fair and say a few words, and the time won't be too long. ”

"Owner of the village, I'm still a little worried," Dibei said, "The dragon leaves the sea, the tiger falls in Pingyang, once you leave the cottage, there may be a great risk." ”

"Brother, are you a little alarmist, if I don't even dare to go to a temple fair, then what does it mean for me to be the owner of the village?" Wang Xiong said, "I still think Xiang Yu has a good saying, saying that if you are rich, you must return to your hometown, otherwise, it will be like walking at night in brocade clothes, who will know?" And this temple fair is my chance to show my face, how can I miss it? ”

"If you insist on going, then you can bring more people with you." Jibei said.

"Did the master of the village take his subordinates?" Wang Xiong asked.

"No, he didn't bring anyone."

"Isn't that over, the owner of the big village doesn't bring any personal soldiers, I already have fifty personal guards, what else?" Wang Xiong said, "We can't be too timid, besides, it's always me who is looking for trouble with others, if I don't look for trouble with others, then, who dares to come to our trouble?" ”

"Have you forgotten about Pepper? Aren't you afraid that the owner of the village will find you trouble? ”

"Even if he wants to trouble me, as you just said, he didn't bring any of his subordinates, how can he treat me as a fallen talent?"

"Owner, having said that, you can't be careless."

"You're worrying too much!" Wang Xiong didn't listen to Dibei's words, rode on a tall horse, and led his personal guards to the direction of the temple fair.

Feng Delin and Wang Xiong walked side by side, talking and laughing, looking so intimate.

"Lord Wangzhai, since you came to the cottage, the local people have hardly been harassed by bandits, and from this level, the master of Wangzhai has contributed a lot." Von der Lin said.

"Dazhai master, you have won the award, you are the master of Dazhai, I am under your leadership, even if I have made some achievements, it is also the master of Dazhai Hongfu Qitian, and the leadership is good."

"Well, well, it's a good brother." Von Delin said with a smile.

As they spoke, the two came to the front of the stage, got off the horse, and took their seats in the middle of the first row, and the stage was singing a big opera, singing "Zhang Feiwei Zhen Dangyang Bridge".

The audience was crowded with people watching the play.

In the crowd, there was one person who was also engrossed in watching the play, and this person was none other than Zhao Wenyuan, the captain of the guard.

He received a secret order from Feng Delin to come to participate in today's temple fair, but when he saw that he was disguised as a woodcutter, he also carried a basket with some firewood in it, and a broken hat on his head.

Zhao Wenyuan is not only a fan of drama, he is also a fan of books, he forgets everything when he sees a play or listens to a book.

After the end of this play, it was followed by "Zhao Zilong vs. Changbanpo", which was also particularly exciting.

Zhao Wenyuan was fascinated by what he heard, and left all the tasks given to him by Feng Delin behind.

After the play was finished, he changed to talk about the drum book, the most famous local storyteller, was a blind man, named Sun Tonggu, his voice was loud and sonorous, and the book was so good that it was famous far and wide.

Someone brought Mr. Sun's big drum up and set it up.

Mr. Sun slowly walked up to the stage, and the audience applauded thunderously.

He cleared his voice, and then, began to say the big drum book "Yang Jiajiang".

Zhao Wenyuan was even more fascinated by what he heard, and he forgot everything.

After this paragraph of the book was finished, it was Wang Xiong's turn to speak, he took out the manuscript prepared in advance, and read aloud: "Fathers and fellow villagers, I am very happy to be here to meet you here today!" Protecting the local people and preventing the harassment of bandits is our duty to Qingfeng Village, please rest assured that we will further protect you under the leadership of Feng Delin, the owner of Dazhai————"

However, seeing that Wang Xiong's speech was almost finished, he was about to step down from the stage, and there was no movement in the audience.

Von Delin was so anxious that he stomped his feet.

"Zhao Er was stunned!" In desperation, Von Delin stood up, turned around and shouted behind him.

"Here!" Zhao Wenyuan was about two hundred meters apart, and when he heard Lao Feng calling him, he habitually responded.

Just now, he was still immersed in the story that Mr. Sun said, and then he woke up like a dream and remembered the task given to him by Lao Feng.

"If you don't do it yet, what are you still doing in a daze?" Von der Lin said.

"Yes!" At this time, I saw him skillfully take out a spear from the back basket and aim it at Wang Xiong on the stage.

"Smack!" A gunshot rang out on the ground, hitting Wang Xiong's head, Wang Xiong didn't say a word, he fell in response to the sound and was killed on the spot.

The scene was immediately chaotic.

It was only a few seconds before and after the incident, and this sudden change made the fifty personal guards led by Wang Xiong not have time to react at all, and when they heard the gunshots, they hurriedly came over to maintain order at the scene, and found that Wang Xiong was dead, and it was too late.

"Brothers, Wang Xiong has done a lot of evil and repeatedly violated the rules, and now I have cleared the door for him, it has nothing to do with you, as long as you put down your weapons and do things well, you will not be blamed for the past." Von Delin stepped onto the stage and said loudly.

As soon as the guards saw that Wang Xiong was dead, the big commander Feng Delin had already spoken, and Zhao Wenyuan, the captain of the sharpshooter guard, was standing beside Feng Delin, carrying a gun in his hand, with a tiger face and staring eyes, who was not afraid?

Usually, it's just a legend that his marksmanship is fast and accurate, but today I finally saw it.

Anyway, whoever you do with is what you do, and whoever you do with is eating, and everyone understands in their hearts that this cottage originally belonged to Lao Feng.

A few of the pickers put down their guns, so everyone put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, and said: "I am willing to obey the orders of the Feng Zhai lord and obey the command of the Feng Zhai master." ”

At this point, the military and political power of Qingfeng Village returned to Feng Delin's hands.