Good morning! Three Kingdoms Migrant Workers Section 73
"If there is really a villain, Lang Jun is here, and he will be able to protect the female relatives in the family, this is the most important thing."
β¦β¦ That's right, convinced her.
Before it was too late, the younger brother was ready to go out, and before he went out, he seemed to run to muttered something to Dong Bai...... Everyone pretended not to see him muttering something, but they could guess it with their toes.
"Hongnong City is rich in goods, and the things that the lady usually uses, but if there is anything that is not in hand, you can also buy it together......
Mustache and Saburo came back before noon the next day, not on horseback to be exact, but in sacks, on horses, and sent back by about twenty strong men.
As the women of the ancestral house screamed and pounced, and carried out the two men in the sack, who were so twisted and hideous, so bloodied that they could barely recognize their original faces, the young man on the horse, who was condescending, smiled and groaned and announced himself to the door.
This was the first time they had seen the owner of Wubao with their own eyes...... To be precise, the young master of Hanjiabao, this young man had a scar on his face, but in fact, there was no obstacle to his already very rough appearance, he cleared his throat and said loudly:
"Since you want to reason, then I will come to reason with you today - hear clearly, your land deeds, sage books, and your reasoning are useless!"
"You ββ!" Wang Jiaerlang's eyes were split, and when he drew his sword and was about to rush forward, he was hugged by his daughter-in-law and the old servant.
There was a group of people on the opposite side, and the swords on each waist were lined up, just waiting for him to rush forward.
Seeing that Wang Jiaerlang was stunned, the young castle lord smiled very proudly, word by word, loudly.
"Now you know? There are 300 strong men in my fort, and everyone is equipped with a sword, and that's our truth! Our rules! β
When he said this, a pair of eyes did not forget to scan the circle of the dilapidated house, "If you want to live here, it is not difficult, I know that your family has a beautiful daughter, as long as you send her to be my concubine, I will let you go." β
"That's not his daughter, that's my sister."
The very hoarse voice came from the shadow behind the porch of the ancestral house, and it was almost impossible to see such a person if you didn't look closely, and after looking closely, it was found that it was just a thin young man, and he was born very inconspicuously, so that the young castle lord couldn't help frowning.
"Don't talk nonsense, I don't care which of you girls, so what do you say?"
"Would I like to visit your lord tonight?" The young man's voice was soft and hoarse, and a pair of eyes were fixed on him, and there was a smile hidden in it, "Don't worry, everything will come according to your reason." β
Chapter 78
When she was in school, she once memorized "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring", and she still remembers some of the passages.
For example, "the grass is delicious, the fallen flowers are colorful", "the land is flat, the houses are like that", "the traffic is strange, the chickens and dogs smell each other", those things that read very ordinary, seem to have become an unattainable luxury in this world, even if it is not the poor people who pursue it, but the scholars who have read it for generations, the reality will mercilessly mock him and defeat him.
Although Wang Jia Saburo was dying, it seemed that he could still be saved, and when the mustache was thrown off the horse, there was only one breath left.
He was carried into the house, and his two eyes, which were covered in blood and could not be opened at all, were washed out of a gap with tears, so by that look, the family members came forward and listened to him crying.
The mustache's chest rose and fell a few times, and with his last exhalation, he said:
"What's the use of this Heavenly Dao?"
β¦β¦ It really doesn't seem to be useful, especially if you say it before you die.
"They won't come back today anyway, but the doors and windows still need to be vigilant." She didn't pay attention to the crying in the room, but solemnly told the little girls in the family to take a good look at the little boy of the sheep family, don't run around, stay at home, and wait for her to come back.
After checking all the equipment on her body and completing the maintenance of the black blade, she put it back on her body and was about to go out, but was stopped by Wang Jiaerlang.
"Lang Jun is noble, and the Wang family is full of hearts!" His eyes were red, his voice trembled, and he slammed to the ground, "But there are many thieves, how can Lang Jun alone avenge his brother?" It's better to leave quickly with your family to avoid getting into trouble! β
"No," she interrupted, "I'm not avenging your brother. β
ββ¦β¦ Pimp? β
"Your family has an enmity with Wubao for nothing more than those thousand acres of fertile land, but those fields are neither your family's nor Wubao's, and they should be owned by the people." She said, "Whether it is your family or your ancestors, they have not eaten the flesh and blood of the people, why should I avenge you and take back the land?" β
Wang Jiaerlang's eyes widened for a moment, "Then what is Lang Jun going for?" β
"I'm a swordsman, he shouted in front of me, the knife is the truth, I just want to see-"
She gave him an indifferent look and pushed open the courtyard door.
"Which of us is harder."
The corn will be ripe, and after harvesting, it may be necessary to plant a handful of winter wheat, so there are many farmers busy in the fields.
The weather had turned cooler, but most of the peasants were shirtless and barefoot, wearing only a pair of torn trousers. Although these fields are owned by Wubao, the peasants are also quite hard at work, and they are not lazy. After all, in addition to them going down to the fields, there were also people who wore whips around their waists, or rode horses or walked around the fields, and if anyone did not do their work neatly enough, they would be whipped down to make him sober and sober!
It is no wonder that the peasants did not wear any clothes, for there were no clothes that could withstand such a whip, but the cowhide whip struck directly on the bony body, and the skin was bound to be fleshy and bloody. So as she walked along, she saw scars along the way, and occasionally a peasant raised his eyes to look at herβsilent, lifeless eyes.
She walked on the road, in the golden waves of wheat, in the midst of the vibrant nature, and as if she were walking among countless dead people. The men were silent, as if waiting for their predetermined destiny to come, meek, silent, desperate as their slaves.
She continued to walk patiently, and as one of the overseers turned his horse's head and walked away, she greeted a farmer who was busy on the side of the road.
"Sir," she asked, "are you from Wubao?" β
The man did not lift his head, as if he were deaf, so she took out a piece of bread and handed it over.
This time the peasant finally reacted, he raised his head, looked at her carefully, took the bread, and put it in his bosom before he spoke.
"Hurry up."
"Why?" She laughed, "I'm walking my own way, who can't get in the way?" β
"There is a shortage of cultivators, and it coincides with a change in the pass, and the fort is catching homeless people these days." The peasant whispered, "You little baby went on the road alone, and when I met them, you and I are the same people." β
She looked at him suspiciously for a moment, "The county order doesn't care?" β
"There are hundreds of wrestlers in the fort, don't say the county order, even the county guard is afraid of Han Gong."
"Do you want to run away?"
The farmer frowned at her a few times and shook his head, "Don't run away." β
"Why?"
"Where did you flee?" The peasant asked rhetorically, "Hongnong has more than a dozen Wu forts, attacking each other, plundering men and women, and every time they fight, they will die more than a dozen or so, and hundreds of lives will be killed." If you escape this one, there is the next one, don't say that you escaped, even if you are honestly farming, you will be plundered! My wife and children are scattered, and I don't know where they are, whether they are still alive! Where can you run away! β
Hearing the peasant's sad words, she didn't react for a long time, and when she was about to ask something more, there was some noise in the distance on the road behind, and the peasant was so frightened that he staggered back a few steps, hurriedly buried his head, and never looked at her again, and muttered, "Don't go quickly!" β
At the end of the road were a dozen strong men riding horses and swords, with dozens of homeless people in between, all tied their hands with ropes, connected in a string, one by one, and cried all over the sky.
But if anyone cries too loudly, a strong man will immediately step forward and shut him up with a whip.
There were men and women, old and young, ox carts loaded with money and food, and there were many dried blood stains on the sacks.
As he passed through the field, the overseer came running from a distance and greeted him enthusiastically.
"How's it going today?"
"More than thirty, and there are always a few of them that can be used...... That's right! The man jumped off his horse, pulled a girl out of the ranks, and shouted, "Look at this! β
There was a whistle over there, "But you want to dedicate it to the eldest prince?" β
"The eldest prince seems to be taking a bride these two days, and he must have no thoughts!" The man laughed, "I'll talk to Uncle Liu, leave a few of us at night!" β
There was a commotion in the ranks, some people cursed, and they were whipped and screamed. She sat down on the tree, watched the girl in horror and despair, and saw her family grief and inexplicability, and then raised her head again and looked out.
Hearing that there are more than a dozen Wu Forts in Hongnong County, she thought, if they are all like this, and the county guards ignore them, what is the use of those magistrates?
"You know the answer, but you always try to avoid it, don't look at it directly, it's nothing," said Blackblade, "Since an order has crumbled and lost its authority, someone will establish a new order. γ
[Such an order? γ
[Such an order.] γ
It was dark, and both the peasants and the captured homeless people were under guard and surveillance, or silent, or crying in line to enter the Wu Fort, of course, in addition to them, there were also harvested corn, and those looted materials.
So the women in Wubao stopped to pick up and wash vegetables, hurriedly wiped the water from their hands, and ran over to help unload the supplies from the ox cart and carry the grain. At the same time, they will also be busy and leisurely to judge the newly captured homeless people.
"Sister Liu, have you seen that little lady?"
"Well, I never had the heart to look at the outcasts," said the woman at once, "and you don't know? I'm the kindest of all. β
"That being said, your wife hasn't given birth in the past few years...... her voice turned low, and the middle-aged woman immediately began to look up and down when she heard her muttering like this.
"I look a little thinner...... It doesn't look like a good birth, and besides, haven't you accepted some strong men into the castle these days? And the lord of the castle commanded that if there be any woman, let them choose whatever they wanted. The middle-aged woman hesitated, "It may not be my turn to be in the house, right?" β
"Although the castle lord said so, but he can't check the accounts from time to time, you think, how many people will not die in the dungeon one day? I don't know how much I took it out and threw it away, as long as the second brother counted it, isn't this a trivial matter? β
The middle-aged woman looked up and down at the little woman who loved to talk, "Why are you so concerned about these things in my family?" β
The little woman twisted and sneered, "Didn't they come back the day before yesterday with a cart of herbs?" β
"The ...... who yelled endlessly and was slaughtered by the second son?"
"Yes, yes, yes, it's the family that can howl! That's their car! My little man has eczema sores at the turn of summer and autumn, and I think that since there is Mianyin Chen ...... in the car."
β¦β¦ She listened in the dark, and felt that life in the castle was also in good order, and she was happy.
The corpse mountain and the sea of blood are well organized and happy.
The torches were lit, and the people who looked like stewards came out to count them one by one, and then commanded, "Pull them into the dungeon, and they will still be closed for three days, and no water will be given." β
"Oh yes, Uncle Liu, it's smelly inside," the strong man pulled the girl out, "This doesn't have to be turned off, right?" β
The middle-aged man known as Uncle Liu glanced at it and grinned, "Then you can keep it." β
The girl seemed to have shouted so hoarse that she could not say anything, and she tried her best to cry:
"Don't you talk about the king's law, and you don't talk about the principles of heaven?"
Everyone laughed happily and loudly, and no one wanted to talk to her about Li or Wang Fa.
But the laughter stopped abruptly in the next moment.
Out of the shadows under the torches came a young man, dressed in black, not outstanding in appearance, with eyes that seemed to be smiling and mocking, so it was even more unpleasant, and he appeared silently, like a ghost, strange and eerie, which startled everyone present.
But soon someone reacted and vigilantly pulled out the ring knife, "Who are you?" What are you doing here?! β
"I'm ......," he thought for a moment, "to make sense." β
This has no beginning or end, and the inexplicable words made the strong men of Han Jiabao stunned, and even frowned a little incomprehensibly, "Reason? β
"Yes," he said, reaching behind his back, and a long sword that glistened in the firelight was unsheathed, and he casually pulled a sword flower and held it in his hand, "Your reasoning." β
Chapter 79
This Wu Fort is more than 100 meters long and wide, the city wall is three meters thick and five meters high, among which there are iron shops, stables for feeding horses, wells, vegetable fields, and even a small fish pond.
Although it can't compare to the tall and steep city of Chang'an, it is already very decent. The strong men in the fort were only stragglers, but they were also trained, and when they saw her draw their long blades, they immediately drew their weapons as well.
But in front of her, this reaction is not only useless, but even ridiculous.