"Next, Chen Nianqing!"

On the street, the tax collector took the household register and counted them one by one, and there were also the card chief and the security chief staring at it to confirm everyone's family situation.

From time to time, there will be a terrible cry in the tax payment procession.

Chen Che stood in front of the door of Daozhuang and looked into the distance.

In the long line of paying taxes, an old man dragged his feverish granddaughter, knelt in front of the tax collector, and cried loudly:

"My lord, I brought a whole stone and two buckets of rice, and your kick was so hard that you kicked off four buckets of rice at once."

"My granddaughter is still sick, and the family's money is almost used, where can I make up for it?"

Just now, the tax collector showed his family heirloom -

"Drenched Kick!"

Chen Che had heard of this thing.

It refers to the fact that when the officials collect taxes, in order to collect more rice grains, they deliberately kick the Hu with their feet, so that the tips of the Hu noodles are spilled, and the spilled grain is not allowed to be recovered by the people, which is considered a loss, and the people must make up for the shortfall before they have paid the tax, and they have paid more grain invisibly.

This kick is also very particular.

Because you can't kick down the "Hu", if it falls, the common people will have a reason to pick up the rice grain on the ground, but they must kick down as much rice as possible.

And so.

The officials have practiced hard for many years for this kicking, often looking for a tree near their home first, starting from kicking the tree, with the trunk not moving, and the fallen leaves are the highest level.

You can't practice to the death.

The kung fu of "drenching the tip and kicking" is to pay attention to a turning strength, a left forward kick, or a right whip leg.

There is even a family of officials, who have no teacher and have comprehended a set of kung fu of "Huo Shan's Five Consecutive Whips", which is very powerful.

The tax collector sneered, opened the military book that had been prepared a long time ago, and raised his chin.

Arrogant Say:

"Since you don't have any money, there is a serious shortage of soldiers in military service this year, so you go to the county barracks to help feed the horses and cut some forage, don't worry, you won't be tired."

At first glance, it sounds like an easy job.

However, after the old man Chen Nianqing heard this, he trembled, knowing that his life could not be guaranteed.

Ordinary people do not understand military affairs, but their eyes are not blind.

Even if there is no war all year round, I don't know how many people will die just because of the training in the county.

The Book of War says:

"The good of the ancients will be able to kill three out of ten, and one out of ten will kill one. Three, the shock is in the enemy country; One, the order is carried out in the three armies! ”

In fact.

Since the beginning of the previous year, Hejian County has parachuted a new county lieutenant from the capital, called Qin Tianwolf, who has quite a background.

This person carried the "Book of War" with him and studied it day and night.

Every time he served in the army, he would find ways to train thirty new lives to die.

In this way, he felt that he was well-trained, and his subordinates were all trained to be elite soldiers, and once the war broke out, he would definitely be able to rise to the clouds and become a generation of famous generals comparable to military immortals.

"Good at the top, effective at the bottom!"

The officials below will also arrange some old, weak, sick and disabled people with no background every year, so that they will become unlucky people who were trained to death by Qin Tianwolf.

An old man like Chen Nianqing, once he enlists in the army, he will be trained and killed!

Chen Nianqing hugged the only surviving granddaughter in the family, with tears in his eyes, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, begging the distant relatives surnamed Chen who were present, can you borrow a few buckets of rice and turn around?

This moment.

The distant relatives surnamed Chen who were present were as if they ignored Chen Che starving and watched Chen Che sell himself into slavery...... The eyes look at the nose, the nose looks at the heart, and they all ignore it.

But at this time.

Sudden mutation!

The tip of Chen Che's nose moved slightly, and he felt an extremely faint, but very familiar breath, coming from the feverish little granddaughter.

"That's ......"

"The smell of purple gas from the east?"

"It's just that it tastes a little weird and a little stinky?"

Chen Che had a trace of doubt in his heart, raised his eyes, and observed carefully.

The source of the smell seems to be a lilac stone hanging from the neck of Chen Nianqing's little granddaughter.

"Could it be that it contains the purple qi from the east?"

Come to think of this.

Chen Che couldn't sit still, walked back to the courtyard quickly, and said his thoughts to Zhao Ru.

He wanted to buy the lilac stone for a tael of silver.

"Brother Che, do you want to take care of the second uncle's family?" Zhao Ru stroked the tips of her hair, a little puzzled: "You don't have to give so much, right?" Although he invited us to eat oranges when he was a child, it wasn't worth a tael of silver, right? ”

Chen Che shook his head:

"No, that lilac stone may be worth far more than a tael of silver, or even more!"

Zhao Ru thought about it, took out seven or eight pieces of broken silver, a total of about one or two, and smiled lightly, like a hundred flowers blooming:

"That's okay, I trust Brother Che'er's judgment, it's up to you."

"I'll go back as soon as I go."

Chen Che took the silver taels, walked out of the courtyard quickly, and instructed Zhang Jiehu to bring Chen Nianqing's family from the tax-paying team to Daozhuang.

The tax collector originally wanted to scold him, but when he saw Zhang Jiehu's Orion waist card and Fan's knife village's unique doorman costumes, he immediately vented his anger and changed his words:

"It's okay to pay it late."

Inside the hospital.

"Are you...... Ah Che? ”

Chen Nianqing originally moved with his son to live in Jinjiang Town.

Unexpectedly, the son and daughter-in-law were begged for a seal by Huang Pizi on the way back to their parents' house to visit their father-in-law.

Only a month or two later, the couple fell seriously ill and vomited blood and died.

In desperation, Chen Nianqing had to flee back to Banqiao Township with his little granddaughter to live, relying on the mountains to eat and barely begging for food.

Pity.

He was over fifty years old, and his physical strength was far less than when he was younger, and he carried a drag oil bottle.

The mountain goods I get every day are not enough to eat.

The "one stone and two buckets of rice" that paid taxes were almost all the money and food that the grandparents and grandchildren saved with great difficulty when they were hungry.

As soon as Chen Nianqing saw Chen Che, his eyes suddenly widened:

"I heard from a few relatives in the township that you have recently become wider and more developed, but you can ...... But this is too wide. ”

"Hey, such a big yard is still a brick house!"

Chen Che smiled and briefly described his experience of "selling himself as a slave→ defecting to Daozhuang → changing his hunting status", which made Chen Nianqing's face full of shock.

After speaking, Chen Che looked casual, and casually asked, where did the lilac stone hanging from the little niece's neck come from?

"Huh this?"

Chen Nianqing thought about it for a long time before he recalled:

"Xianniang Creek walks five or six miles to Xiongxi, isn't there a Evil Yang Mountain?"

"I wanted to earn some mountain goods, and after selling them to pay the autumn tax, I secretly went to Evil Yang Mountain for an hour or two, and put them away."

said.

Chen Nianqing reacted suddenly, and hurriedly ripped off the stone pendant around his granddaughter's neck, and said with a smile on his face:

"Ah Che, my granddaughter is sick, and I still have two buckets of rice, since I want it, I will sell it to you for five dollars of silver, can it be done?"

Chen Che looked at Zhao Ru and handed over the economic rights of the family to her:

"Sister Ru'er, most of the savings left in the family are your private money, you say as much as you want."

"I can give one tael, but this money is borrowed from your family", Zhao Ru took out a few pieces of broken silver, and said quite seriously: "If you want to sign a note, the annual interest will be fifty percent, and it will be returned after three years, but as long as you don't spread today's events, Brother Che and I can assure you that we will never use this IOU, which is equivalent to giving you one or two silver for nothing." ”

Hear the words.

Chen Che was stunned, only then did he realize that his own sister Ru'er had learned the confidentiality agreement without a teacher?

Chen Nianqing looked at his little granddaughter who had fainted with a fever, his eyes were sour, and he agreed to this matter without hesitation.

Sign the IOU;

Press down the handprint.

and exchanged the lilac stone for a tael of broken silver.

As soon as the money arrived, Chen Nianqing immediately hugged his granddaughter and hurried to the pharmacy to change several pairs of medicine for fever.

Then, he went into the rice store, bought grain, and successfully filled the gap caused by the "drenching and kicking", avoiding the tragic fate of the army.

It can really be described as:

"Twelve volumes of military books, and there is no name for the scrolls!"

When a group of distant relatives of the Chen family heard about this, they were like flies smelling the smell, and they also wanted to get in touch with Chen Che's relationship and prostitute some benefits for nothing.

rushed to the door of Fan's Daozhuang one after another, claiming to be Chen Che's "seven aunts, eight aunts".

Pity.

They didn't even enter the gate of Daozhuang, and they were all driven out by Sun Fengqing and Zhang Jiehu, with condensed faces.

Sun Fengqing and Chen Che had an almost offensive and defensive alliance-like relationship, and coldly threatened:

"You dog-like things, also worthy of Brother Pongche's relationship? Don't forget, this is a knife village, not a good hall. ”

"The brothers in Zhuangnei, except for Chen Che and Zhang Jiehu, the two newcomers, which one is not a ruthless character who licks blood from the knife edge and kills people!?"

"If you dare to come again, I will find a place where no one is and cut off your heads!"

Between the words, there was a sense of murderous intent.

The distant relatives of the Chen family turned pale, and they all trembled, hiding their faces and leaving.

——In front of Chen Che, a group of swordsmen, including Sun Fengqing, were bold, kind, and righteous.

- But in the eyes of most people, the swordsman has always been synonymous with ferocity and aggressiveness!

Inside the hospital.

"Is there anything so amazing in the world?"

Chen Che, who was holding the lilac stone in his hand, couldn't help but be amazed and exclaimed:

"A broken stone can actually break the number of lives?"

"I don't know how many such magical things are hidden in the Evil Sun Mountain?"

The blue and purple seal shook and formed the text:

[Capture Zhu Stone: Ancient Sages Youyun: "Evil Purple Seize Zhu Ye", the purple qi from the east is combined with the evil qi of Evil Yang Mountain, turning into the evil purple qi, attached to ordinary stones, worn with you, you will be weak and sick, and make a blade, then you will lose people's life, which is extremely evil. 】

"It turns out that the illness of the second grandfather's granddaughter came from like this......" Chen Che suddenly realized one thing in his heart, and said secretly: "In the Evil Yang Mountain, I'm afraid there are many similar ores, if they can be collected and made into a treasure knife, wouldn't it be a divine weapon at the level of 'punching Nanshan Nursing Home'?" ”

What do you mean by "to the old treasure"?

That's it!

Thinking.

Chen Che's heart was excited, and he couldn't help but think of Zhao Lengsong, Zhao's "old" master.

Although he looked only thirty or forty years old, he looked like a middle-aged man, but in fact, it was just the credit of the medicated bath from time to time.

This old thing, sixty-nine this year.

At most, there are about three or four months left, and there will be a big banquet, invite celebrities from all over the world, and celebrate the 70th birthday!

Question:

Master Zhao, how many years can you live?