Although the resettlement of the displaced people is complicated, Ren Yingze, as the grandson of the Hangzhou Prefecture School Official, no one dares to really assign him to do rough work, most of the time it is to give a nominal steward, let him supervise the construction site and be a quiet mascot.

But Ren Yingze didn't want to be just a mascot, in his eyes, the overseer could teach anyone under him at will, which was both grand and majestic, and satisfied his vanity well.

It is because he is now either swaggering and swaggering every day to take charge of things, or he is arrogant to the low-level people, officers and soldiers, beating and scolding at every turn, as if this can show the nobility of his status.

Everyone has long been dissatisfied with Ren Yingze, but they don't dare to say anything because of his identity, and every time they encounter him deliberately making things difficult, they can only swallow their anger, but they silently pray in their hearts when they can come to a bad god, so as to accept him as a troublemaker.

On this day, a catcher led some soldiers to the construction site, bowed to Ren Yingze and said: "Ren Gongzi, this is a hundred soldiers newly dispatched by the prefect, saying that it is to make up for the lack of the government servants who were transferred out yesterday, do you think it is better to put them in place to supervise the work?" ”

Ren Yingze just taught a hard lesson to a mason who pasted the wall, and at this moment he raised his chin and crossed his waist, which was the time to be arrogant. Hearing this, he raised his eyelids lightly, glanced at these officers and soldiers, and said casually:

"I'm in charge of the overseer, and it's all in order, and the number of people is enough, but there is still a shortage of people in other places, so let's send them to do something else."

Hearing this, Catchy's smile froze, but he knew that it was not once or twice that this master had acted recklessly, so his expression quickly returned to normal, and he asked flatteringly: "What does that Ren Gongzi think he should send them to do?" ”

Ren Yingze turned his head and looked around, and said casually: "I see that there are still a few masons missing, so let them take off the adobe and paste the wall." ”

Hearing this, all the officers and soldiers behind him had their faces stunned, and they looked at Ren Yingze coldly with slanted eyes, and the momentum around them suddenly calmed down.

These officers and soldiers originally belonged to the iron cavalry battalion under the command of Dingguo Gong, stationed at the border pass all the year round, and were Zheng Zheng soldiers who fought out in the sea of corpses and blood, with strict discipline and outstanding combat achievements, and were not comparable to ordinary guards and soldiers. It is only because of the stability of the Taiping frontier in recent years that in order to reduce military spending, the imperial court transferred some of the border soldiers back to the inland guards to do garrisons, and the original garrison soldiers were dismissed and returned to their hometowns to specialize in agricultural production.

Even if they withdraw from the front line now and no longer fight, the pride of the soldiers in their bones is still indelible, if they stand guard and supervise the work, it is just that, but Ren Yingze actually wants them to paste the wall, which is undoubtedly an insult to their personality.

Seeing this, he secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly persuaded: "Ren Gongzi, I'm afraid this is inappropriate." Removing adobe and pasting walls requires special masons, and they haven't done it, so how can they understand this, in case it is done and the construction period is delayed, isn't it? ”

Ren Yingze was very dissatisfied with his decision to question him, and said impatiently: "The guards are not recruits, and they need to be ready to go into battle to kill the enemy at all times. Most of them are also from peasant households, and they are used to farming and fighting wars in their spare time. How could anyone really be ignorant of this? You don't fool me! ”

Catch Kuai looked embarrassed: "Ren Gongzi, no, they ......"

Without waiting for the arrest to explain, Ren Yingze frowned and pulled him away from him, stepped forward in three or two steps, and shouted at the officers and soldiers: "This son asked you to take off the adobe paste wall, don't go quickly!" ”

The officers and soldiers looked at him coldly, and did not move for a long time, as if they were deaf.

Wei Shiqian, who was the leader of the thousand households, had a gloomy face, his fists clenched tightly, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt into flames. After a while, he retracted his fierce momentum, and finally endured this breath, and beckoned to the officers and soldiers behind him: "Okay, let's all work." ”

After saying that, he walked to the construction site on the side, and took off the adobe in a rusty way, following the example of the others.

As soon as Wei Shiqian spoke, the others stopped insisting and began to do things one after another.

Ren Yingze was very dissatisfied with this. Just now he said that no one listened, but Wei Shiqian was able to make the officers and soldiers do it with just one sentence, which made him feel very embarrassed, and Wei Shiqian became more and more unhappy.

"Look at the adobe you took off, what it looks like when it's crooked, can it be used? It's hard to do anything, it's a waste! ”

Wei Shiqian lowered his head and gritted his teeth, suppressed his anger and looked up at Ren Yingze, his eyes were cold: "You were the one who asked me to take off the adobe, and now you are the one who dislikes me for not doing well, what do you want?" ”

Ren Yingze sensed a provocation in his eyes, and immediately became angry: "What kind of attitude do you have!" A mere martial artist dares to speak like this to this son! ”

Wei Shiqian didn't want to argue with such a villain, so when he heard this, he put down the work in his hand and walked behind Ren Yingze in silence, without even looking at him.

Ren Yingze was even more angry in his heart, and when he passed by Wei Shiqian, he grabbed his sleeve and shouted, "I'm talking to you!" Where are you going? ”

Wei Shiqian's footsteps paused, and he easily shook off Ren Yingze's arm with a casual struggle, and said without looking back: "Since you think my adobe is not good, then I will go to paste the wall, and I have to satisfy Ren Gongzi, right?" ”

Wei Shiqian didn't use much strength, but he threw Ren Yingze to a stumbling position, his feet were suddenly unstable, and he sat directly into the mud.

Ren Yingze is used to being domineering, but it is rare to eat deflated. At this time, everyone around him invariably stopped his movements and cast an inquiring gaze to this side, waiting to see him make a fool of himself.

Sensing the gazes of the people around him, Ren Yingze suddenly felt a great loss of face, his chest rose and fell in anger, and his resentful eyes stared at Wei Shiqian, as if he was going to burn two holes in his back.

Caught up for fear that he would make a big incident, so he hurriedly and carefully helped him up and persuaded: "Ren Gongzi, he is Wei Shiqian, he originally belonged to the Iron Cavalry Battalion, and the gang of soldiers just now all retreated from the front line of the border pass, and his temper is stinky and hard, don't be like him." ”

If Ren Yingze had heard this, he might have endured it a little and didn't care. But Wei Shiqian was so faceless that he couldn't get off the stage in public, and he wouldn't let go of the other party easily no matter what.

Thinking like this, Ren Yingze was so angry that a stream of blood rushed straight to his head, and his reason suddenly lost control. His eyes were red, he picked up a piece of thick hemp rope from the ground that was used to lift heavy objects, caught up with Wei Shiqian in front of him in three or two steps, and pulled it down fiercely: "Wei Shiqian!" Stop for Lao Tzu! ”

Hearing the movement, Wei Shiqian looked back and met Ren Yingze's movements head-on.

Hearing a crisp sound of "pop", the rough hemp rope covered with mud fell firmly on Wei Shiqian's right face, and a red mark suddenly appeared.

The hemp rope is dry and coarse, even if Ren Yingze uses ten percent of his strength, the power is still difficult to compare with the whip. This little broken skin is not worth mentioning compared to the sword wounds that Wei Shiqian once suffered on the battlefield.

But the insult contained in this rope is incomparable to any sword wound.