An Xin sat in the carriage and there was a commotion from outside, noisy, accompanied by crying and screaming.

An Xin shifted his position to squeeze Kong Xun aside, reached out to open the curtain of the carriage, and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

The others also leaned their heads over to look out.

An Xin, who was squeezed aside, gritted his teeth and looked at the back of the heads of several stinky boys, and felt the urge to blow them up.

Under the sun-drenched sky, there is a simple village.

Under the big locust tree at the head of the village, there seemed to be two groups of people confronting each other.

An Xin saw a man lying in a pool of blood through the gap in the crowd, and a woman with patched clothes and three or four children kneeling beside him, crying and wailing in a miserable voice.

"Stop." Just as the carriage was about to pass through the village, An Xin stopped the carriage.

Kong Xun, who looked out the window, said, "It seems that something is going on there." ”

"Well, it seems so, let's go over and have a look."

An Xin took the lead and got out of the carriage, followed by the others.

The reason why An Xin, who had never been troublesome, wanted to go there was because she found that the people who confronted the group of villagers were wearing clothes that were very similar to those worn by the big landlord's family.

Thinking of what she said from the steward's mouth, most of the surrounding villages and fields were bought by the big landlord.

As far as An Xin knows, the fields are the lives of the people.

If it weren't for the life-and-death urgency, ordinary people would not have easily sold their fields.

Under such circumstances, the big landlord could still buy the fields of the surrounding people.

An Xin thought with his toes that it must not be the people who voluntarily sold the fields to him, but were irreversibly forced.

Sure enough, before they approached, they heard an old man with a wrinkled face standing in front of the villagers, his eyes red with anger, and he shouted:

"What is the difference between you and the bandits and robbers who want to forcibly buy the fertile land worth fifteen or sixteen taels of silver in our Zhengjia Village at the price of two or three taels of silver per mu."

"Heavens! Is there justice in the end? ”

"Yes! The big landlord of Qian is trying to force the people of our Zhengjia Village to death. ”

"The land is our life, and we must not be forcibly bought by the Qian family like several other villages with mixed surnames.

Then they indirectly became their family's cheap tenant farmers, living a life of not having enough to eat, not having enough clothes, and being enslaved. ”

"Yes, if I had lived like that, I'd rather fight with them."

The villagers of Zhengjia Village glared angrily at the big landlord Qian on the opposite side, and a group of dogs.

Leading the way in the group standing across from them was a fierce-looking man with a thick stick in his hand and a grim smile.

looked at the group of ragged people opposite with disdain, and said contemptuously: "Justice, in Moshan County, my family Master Qian is fair."

I advise you little poor people to get acquainted, at this time, our old man Qian is still willing to use money to buy the barren land in your Zhengjia Village, if you are still so ignorant.

At that time, if our lord goes to the county seat to find the county magistrate and say, you people who are not subject to the control of the imperial court are likely to have something to do with the bandits on Qingyun Mountain. Hehe......"

"Big... Adults won't believe you. A villager said.

"Yes, the county magistrate will not believe your words that are unsubstantiated and falsely accusing our good people."

The man smiled mockingly, "Ha, foolish, haven't you heard that in several other villages, the fools who don't want to sell their fields to us Master Qian are now all imprisoned in the Moshan County prison and haven't come out." ”

The old village chief of Zhengjia Village was dizzy when he heard this, the surrounding villages were not very far apart, how could he not have heard of such a thing.

The old man looked down with tears in his eyes and glanced at the three or four men lying on the ground, covered in blood, all of whom had been injured during the confrontation in order to prevent the fields in the village from being forcibly bought.

The red doctor in the village is showing them the injuries, if they have a case, how can he, an old immortal, get up, a few mothers-in-law and children who are kneeling there heartbroken and crying.

An Xin, who had been standing behind the big tree, walked over and listened to the ins and outs of the matter, and really let her guess correctly.

At that time, she saw that these people were wearing the clothes of the rich landlord's family and the family in the carriage, and An Xin guessed.

Sure enough, if you can raise a big landlord's family who doesn't pay for work, and has to pay for food expenses, it is really the same smell of master and servant, and the same evil, and there is no difference.

An Xin curled the corners of her lips and smiled slightly, she seemed to be familiar with the way he mentioned the bandits of Qingyun Mountain in the tone of the ruthless man's voice just now.

I don't know if this is her delusion.

An Xin frowned slightly, thinking.

It's not that difficult to confirm whether it's your own delusion or not.

They eliminated the harm for the people, and they pulled out the group of bandits in Qingyun Mountain and asked.

"There's going to be a fight on the teacher's side." Wei Chiyi, who couldn't get used to seeing that group of people bullying the people, asked: "Shall we help them fight the bad guys?" ”

An Xin looked at this little overlord in the capital, and when he saw that the people were being bullied, he was also angry.

This kid, although he is a little reckless, is not bad in the end.

"Do you want to fight?" An Xin touched his chin and looked at the dozen or so Qian family members with sticks not far away, looking at their posture with sticks, there should be some martial arts in their hands.

In this way, she even more suspected that this Qian family master had something to do with the bandits of Qingyun Mountain.

If you are an ordinary landlord's family, you can't find so many people who have some kung fu in their hands.

The monthly salary of a family member with kung fu is not low, and the identity of an ordinary landlord may be difficult to suppress these people.

Jiang Chenxi also asked sideways, "Do we want to help?" ”

An Xin saw the fire of justice burning in the eyes of several boys, so he threw aside the better solution he had thought of.

These boys are different from Li Ziyu.

Li Ziyu and Leng Xiangbai took the road of Wenchen, and they would come up with several ways to solve things when they encountered them, and then find the best way to solve them.

And Wei Chiyi, Jiang Chenxi, Gao Tai, and Chen Qibao will inevitably inherit their father's military generals in the future.

This kind of blood can't be easily extinguished, if there is no blood on the battlefield to support them to fight, what to do like Wenchen thinks twice and delays time.

The situation on the battlefield changed in an instant, and with time for him to think about solutions, all battles were over.

"You must learn to judge the disparity in strength between us and our enemies, and if you feel that you can beat those people, do as you want."

An Xin reminded them in a timely manner, she didn't want to teach a few stunned young people in the future, no matter how strong or weak the enemy was, she didn't use her brains to go up and do it.

Just wanted to rely on it, and the four of Wei Chiyi, who went up to help the people fight the bad guys, were relieved so much.

A few people only then observed the comparison of their strength with those gangs, and whether they had a chance of winning.