Time: The first year of the Great Song Dynasty, the third day of November.

The location, Jingmen City on Jinghu North Road in the Southern Song Dynasty, is considered to be the south of the slum gathering area, with a small blacksmith shop in front and a small courtyard with three living rooms in the back.

When the gong sounded outside the window at 'Duang~', there was another sentence shouted by the watchman pulling his throat and shouting "The weather is dry, be careful of the fire candle, it's a moment'.

Fu Da's head was a little dizzy, and he immediately reacted.

I know that it's time to go to bed, otherwise when I get up tomorrow, I'm afraid I won't have the energy to do things; The pig killing knife that Xiang Butcher wanted, but he said that he would come to get it in the afternoon.

After thinking of this, Fu Dawei didn't dare to delay.

After picking up the last half glass of wine in hand, squinting and drinking it in his mouth, he did not forget to grab the few salted beans left in the bowl with his fingers.

After chewing it up, I swallowed it.

Then, the thing got into the dirty, smelly bed, blew out a bean-sized oil lamp by the bed, and went to sleep.

The problem is that even if he has worked hard all day, he is already very tired physically; Just now, I drank half a corner of turbid wine extravagantly, and now I am very drunk.

But in the cold quilt, Fu Da's shoulders were turned over and over for a while, and there was no way to really fall asleep.

However, combined with his own actual situation, it seems understandable that such a scene appeared.

His real name is Fu Yishan, and his profession is a folk blacksmith in Jingmen City, and he is one in his thirties this year; The reason for the nickname Fu Da Wing is because he has trained a pair of muscles full of muscles under the perennial iron.

It stands to reason that Fu Dafang's iron-striking skills are good, and he can work hard.

There is a small ancestral courtyard at home, and at such an age, it is not possible to even marry a daughter-in-law, and this kind of lonely and sleepless scene is not.

As soon as he talked about this, Fu Da was full of grievances.

As early as when he was nineteen years old, under the orders of his parents and the words of the matchmaker, he married a little lady who was also named for her outstanding appearance in several surrounding alleys.

It's a pity that soon after getting married, my parents left one after another; Later, before the little lady could give birth to a boy and a girl, she had a strange illness.

Fu Dajizi, a man who is also benevolent and righteous, has always devoted all his family resources to treat his mother's illness.

As a result, after owing a lot of debts, the lady still died with a whimper, and he was tired and tired over the years, but he was about to pay off the debt.

In such a situation, how can you have any money left over to take another one.

"The thief is a special mother, when Lao Tzu pays off those debts and saves three or five dollars, you must ask the matchmaker to propose marriage to the widow Sun in the alley next door."

In a daze, when he was about to fall asleep, Fu Da thought so in his head.

The pockmarked face of the widow Sun is indeed a little worse in appearance; But that round flesh is the point for a widower like him.

Isn't it more important for a woman to be strong and well-born than anything else?

As for the rest of the vain stuff, blowing the lamp is not the same thing.

It is estimated that it was precisely because of this that Fu Da had just felt a little sleepy, and under an inexplicable excitement, the whole person was in high spirits, or rather, excited.

Without waiting for him to be helpless, he used calloused hands to do some meticulous handiwork.

Suddenly, he heard several barely noticeable footsteps in his yard; Suddenly, Fu Da's arms were full of excitement, knowing that a thief had come to the door.

He couldn't care about any handiwork anymore, so he got up quickly.

While putting on his shoes, he touched the single knife made by himself at the head of the bed.

I plan that once those thieves touch the door, I will slash at it, and shout loudly in my mouth, beckoning the surrounding neighbors to help.

It was only in this process that he did not notice that a bamboo tube had been reached into the tattered window paper, and a stream of powder had been blown in silently.

Soon after, Fu Da Arm, who couldn't sleep at all, fell to the ground after the sudden darkness in front of him......

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"Grandfathers, you have tied up the wrong person, you can go to the south of Jingmen City to inquire, and you will know that my Fu Daji's family is so poor that he is an old widower who can't even marry a little widow.

Now I am the only one in the family, and I really can't come up with the money to ransom people.

Please also ask the grandfathers to be kind and let me go like a fart; Things that shouldn't be said must be rotten in the stomach after the villain goes back.

There will also be an immortal tablet for you, incense every day, praying for the Bodhisattva to bless your grandfathers with a long life. ”

Looking at the few faces in front of him, he was not good, and he was holding a sword man in his hand, and Fu Da Shoulder, who knelt on the ground, begged for mercy.

Saying! By the time he woke up again, it was already dark.

When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a deserted and dilapidated temple outside the city.

Although he was not tied hand and foot, he didn't dare to run at all just by looking at the dozen or so charlatans with fierce faces and designated human lives on their backs.

At the same time, when I looked at this scene, I basically thought of what happened to me.

It's not that he was tied up by a strongman outside the city, and then waited for the money to ransom people.

It's just that these strongmen don't have a good idea to inquire before kidnapping people, what are they doing to tie themselves? His family is so poor that he can get any money.

Could it be that the cattle officials who went to tie up the Jiaozi shop, or the horse shopkeeper who specializes in the specialties of the north and the south?

Tie up these guys who have a lot of money and have a lot of concubines, isn't it better than tying up themselves?

Immediately, Fu Dazi knelt on the ground in front of these people, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and pleading bitterly in his mouth.

You know, if he dies here, wouldn't Widow Sun be cheaper than others, and wouldn't their old Fu family be broken.

What I didn't expect was that after those strongmen heard it, they laughed one by one, laughing so much that Fu Da's heart was inexplicably furious.

After a while, the strongmen stopped laughing.

One of the bearded men finally spoke:

"You're funny, you really think we're stupid thieves who kidnap people and ask for ransom? Blind your dog's eyes, do you know who this hero in front of you is? ”

As he said this, he pointed to the man sitting on a stool next to him.

The man was a few years younger than himself, with a white-faced bearded face with a national character, a burly figure, and a pair of arms that were probably thicker than himself.

Obviously dressed as a martial artist, it looks quite clean and tidy; There is even a smell that can only be found in readers.

Instinctively, Fu Da kept shaking his brain, indicating that he didn't know this hero.

Seeing this, the bearded man was also unimpressed, and began to continue to say:

"Tell you this, your great good thing has come; This is Li San and Li Daxia, who are nicknamed 'Iron Hands and Copper Hammers' in the famous Xuange camp on the rivers and lakes.

Such a heroic character, where will you look at the money you ransom.

We didn't ask for your ransom; Instead, I want you to help us do things somewhere for a while, and do exactly what you do in the old way of striking iron.

Not to mention food and housing, there is a salary of five yuan per month, and if you do a good job, there will be a reward.

All right! You can wait there with peace of mind, and then we will invite some more people in the next few days, and then we will set off together; After three to five months at most, you'll be able to go home with a lot of money. ”

After hearing this, Fu Dazi could only helplessly return to the corner of the ruined temple to stay, but he didn't believe half a word in the words of these people.

Without him, none of the claims can be trusted.

First of all, after the first year of Kaiqing, even if the ten copper coins are becoming more and more worthless, but on weekdays, he is tired and tired for a month to survive, and he can only earn one or two dollars.

Wuguan's salary also includes food and accommodation, and there is reward money for doing a good job, how can there be such a good thing in the world?

If there really be such a good thing, would he not have been able to marry a widow in a month; If you work for half a year, the widows in the south of the city can marry most of them.

In that case, will your waist still be able to withstand it?

It's not about starving to death when you're hungry, and dying when you're holding on.

Secondly, if they really hire someone to do the work, it would be good to ask someone who has a relationship with the yamen to be a guarantee, and then it would be good to come to the door and invite someone generously.

I don't know how happy I am to have such a high salary, why do I want to tie people up in the middle of the night?

In short, no matter what the idea of these people is, it is not a good thing anyway; I'm afraid that after I finish my work, it will be the time for my own death.

When I thought of this for a while, I seemed to feel that I had nothing to do with the round widow Sun, Fu Da Wing, and his face was full of desperate expressions that could not be concealed.

Li San, who obviously saw this situation, this one was in the modern plane.

Under the introduction of Rouba, he has already joined the group to play an important supporting role in an action movie, and he can be regarded as a member of the Xuange Battalion team who has officially stepped into the film and television industry.

Suddenly, with a wry smile on his face, he silently scolded in his mouth: "What's special! What kind of is this called......"

(End of chapter)