Although nearly half a year has passed, the murder of Song Jin and King Yue is still a hot topic on the streets. When Qin Hui, a powerful minister, became the culprit of killing loyal ministers, he was frequently cursed by the public.

After the Shaoxing Peace Conference, Song Jin suspended his army, ending the war that lasted for more than ten years, and the world finally ushered in a great opportunity to recuperate. However, in the midst of the war, the people hoped for stability, but when the war finally ended, what people thought about was not the arrival of stability, but how this stability came about.

The main battle faction looked at the rolling Yangtze River and the Central Plains, and their hearts were full of sorrow. Once full of hope turned into loss, the world was surging, and the villains could not be allowed to do it, and they rose up and vowed to fight to the end against the vile and cowardly capitulation faction.

When the sun was setting, Emperor Gaozong, who had always seemed to be vacillating, finally firmly chose to surrender. Of course, the capitulation faction does not say that they are capitulation factions, they call themselves the main peace faction, and they call the main battle faction fanatical donkeys.

When the main battle faction lost in the DPRK, it set its sights on the people. They are trying to stir up hatred among the general public and let the monstrous waves push the wheels of history in the direction of their fantasies.

However, they never thought about the fate of the innocent people they instigated.

At that time, I wouldn't have thought about it either.

When I felt Shaoxing Mansion, it was dark and windy, the sky was full of dark clouds, and there were no stars and moons. In this environment, it is a good time to kill people and rob people.

However, this is Shaoxing Mansion, the symbol of Emperor Gaozong's sustenance on Zhongxing, and the security is naturally no different from Lin'an Mansion. Ordinary Jianghu thieves, even if they have great courage, do not dare to commit crimes in Shaoxing Mansion.

Unfortunately, this night, we encountered a group of daring thieves.

The three people who walked with us, the older man was called Shao Yangchun, his daughter-in-law was called Jiang Meier, and the other young man was Shao Yangchun's follower, named Shao Chou.

The car drove to the door of the Shaoxing Inn, and as soon as a few of us got out of the car, a shopkeeper ran out with a smile. The shop staff of the big inn was very attentive, and after welcoming us to the lobby of the inn, he led the carriage and horses to the backyard.

That night, Shao Yangchun and his wife stayed in an upper room, Yuantong and Li Xiaoqian lived in an upper room, and Shao Chou and I lived in an ordinary room.

Even so, I'm still satisfied. After all, it's not your own money, and it's better to have a room to rest than to sleep in the open.

In the evening, Shao Chou returned from feeding the horses, and after washing, I saw that he had a delicate face, white and tender skin, not like a servant at all, if he could change into a decent outfit, he would look like a rich son.

I asked him, "You don't look ugly, why are you called Shao Chou?"

Shao Chou said: "My real name is Li Jun. The old man's mansion recruited domestic servants and asked us to change our surname to Shao, according to the order of entering the mansion, sorted by the heavenly and earthly branches. I ranked second in the local branch, so my name was Shao Chou. ”

I immediately felt sympathy with him and said, "Do you want to change your name?"

Shao Chou said: "I don't want to. ”

I asked, "Why not?"

Shao Chou said: "I changed my name, and the master won't send me money." ”

It turns out that money can really make people forget their dignity.

Shao Chou and I were about to rest separately, when suddenly, there was a "dangdang" iron impact outside the house, followed by a few "clicks", which seemed to be the sound of tables, chairs and benches shattering.

Shao Chou and I were both surprised, so we went out of the room to check. As soon as I opened the door, I felt a chill on my neck, and a white light flashed in front of me, and a long knife was placed on my neck.

A figure walked out of the doorframe, and saw a man with a stubble on his face, about forty years old, dressed in black, with two round and large eyes.

Shao Chou was frightened, trembling all over, and did not dare to speak. I was scared, but after all, I had been in the bandits' den for many years, and now I have met my peers. He lifted his breath vigorously and pretended to be calm and said, "Good man, don't be impulsive." But when the voice came out, it was still inevitable to tremble.

The man with a stubble on his face said, "Stop talking nonsense!

Shao Chou and I were surrounded by two big men and walked downstairs. As soon as I arrived at the staircase, I saw that the lobby was full of seven or eight squatting people. There are shopkeepers, two shopkeepers, Shao Yangchun, Yuantong, Li Xiaoqian, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old young man, dressed in brocade and white satin, who looks like a scholar. Next to the scholar squatted a scholar, dressed in coarse cloth, thirteen or fourteen years old, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, a fair face, and a woman who lived like a woman.

There were five sturdy men standing scattered around, each holding a long knife, fierce and vicious.

The two big men pushed me and Shao Chou into the middle of the crowd and shouted, "Squat!" Shao Chou was so frightened that he slumped on the ground. My legs trembled, I squatted down and my heart seemed to jump out of my chest.

"Ah, help!"

A woman's scream came from inside the house. It sounded a little familiar, and I couldn't help but think that Shao Yangchun had taken a look. I saw Shao Yangchun's face full of anxiety and anger, looking at Yuantong from time to time, and he stopped talking.

Yuantong suddenly stood up and said, "Amitabha, good, good. ”

I scolded in my heart, bald donkey, can you stop saying things that people don't understand.

Yuantong seemed to hear the scolding in my heart, and really changed his words, saying: "A few donors, it's okay to rob money, so don't rob sex." ”

A big man walked up to Yuantong, looked at him, and scolded: "Dead bald donkey, I'm impatient to live!"

Yuantong was scolded as a bald donkey again, and his expression was still as plain as water, without waves. But the big man looked angry, as if Yuantong's words had damaged his majesty, and then he raised a long knife, and with a flash of white light, it cut towards the Yuantong Baihui acupoint.

Seeing Yuantong's head turn into a watermelon to be cut, everyone was so frightened that their faces were bloodless. Yuantong slowly closed his eyes.

The knife flashed, and it was cut into the air.

The man was so strong that he couldn't hold it back for a while, and the long knife slashed into the ground with a "dang" sound, and a white mark was cut on the hard stone ground, and the big man stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

I saw that Yuantong floated behind the big man at some point, and everyone didn't see it clearly. He cocked two fingers in his right hand and poked at the big man's neck, and the big man was clicked on by him.

At this moment, the big man's posture was very funny, holding a knife in both hands and cutting on the ground, his head drooping, his buttocks pouting high, and his legs straight, like a big dog stretching his waist.

The squatting man was overjoyed. The bandits who were standing were startled, and they all raised their long knives and ran towards Yuantong.

Before the crowd could form a circle, Yuantong disappeared from our eyes again.

Then, I heard two "ah, ah" sounds upstairs, and another "click". Before everyone came to their senses, Yuantong's figure appeared at the staircase again.

This time, the bandits were completely stupid. It is not common to go out and loot and meet a master.

A man who looked like a leader simply put away the long knife and asked, "In Xia Feihu to help Chen Jiulong, dare to ask the master's surname?"

Yuantong said: "Amitabha, the poor monk Dharma number Yuantong." ”

Chen Jiulong pondered for a while, as if he had searched all kinds of characters on the rivers and lakes in his mind, and found that there was no master of Yuantong, but it was clear that Yuantong's body and kung fu were not ordinary characters in the rivers and lakes, he did not dare to slack off, and said: "I have eyes below and do not know gold and jade, which disturbed the master, and asked the master to forgive me." ”

When he said this, he obviously confessed, and everyone's expressions relaxed almost at the same time. I meditated in my heart, Amitabha, this time my life has been saved.

Yuantong said: "It's okay, it's okay." Let's go!"

Chen Jiulong took two steps back, just beside me. Suddenly, he grabbed my collar with a big hand, lifted me up, wrapped his left hand around the back of my neck to my chest, and put a long knife on my neck with his right hand.

I screamed, just about to beg for mercy, but I heard Chen Jiulong say, "Master Yuantong, I know that I am not your opponent. However, there are rules in the rivers and lakes, and thieves do not go empty. If our Flying Tigers go out empty-handed from here today and spread to the rivers and lakes, our brothers will not be able to gain a foothold. Please also ask the master to be considerate and let us take some of it. Otherwise, the sword has no eyes and appears bloody in front of the master, which may damage the name of the master's compassion. ”

What he said was conclusive, reasonable, and irrefutable. Even Yuantong nodded and said, "Makes sense." ”

I was overjoyed and shouted, "Great, big brother, take whatever you need, don't hurt me." I squinted at the shopkeeper, his face full of displeasure, but he didn't dare to speak.

I looked at Yuantong again, and he was still nodding, quite approving with Chen's words. I was overjoyed and thought to myself, the monks were truly compassionate. Then, I saw Yuantong reach into his arms with one hand, take out a ball of white things, and put it on the table. I looked closely, but it was a steamed bun.

Yuantong said: "Take away this steamed bun, and it will not be empty." ”

My eyes darkened, and I scolded: "Dead bald donkey, stinky bald donkey, you want to kill Lao Tzu! Lao Tzu will not let you go if he is a ghost!"

Chen Jiulong was also stunned for a moment, slapped me on the head, and said, "Shut up!" and then said to Yuantong: "Master, you are too insulting like this." Although our Flying Tigers are not well-known in the rivers and lakes, they are not asking for food. Tonight, I risked my life to bring a group of brothers to Shaoxing Mansion to do business, and I wanted to turn the fire hole around and make a fortune. Now, just take a steamed bun and go back...... Hmph, I can't explain it to my brothers. ”

Yuantong groaned for a long time, stretched out his hand into his arms, took out a steamed bun and put it on the table, and said, "The last one." ”

He actually had two steamed buns on his chest!

I scolded: "Bald donkey, is Lao Tzu's life worth two steamed buns?"

YTO ignored my scolding and said to Chen Jiulong: "If you can, take it, if you can't, do it." It's getting late, and I have to go back to my room for evening class. ”

I thought to myself, it's over, this time it's dead.

Unexpectedly, Chen Jiulong actually put away the long knife, slowly walked to the table, groaned for a moment, took the two steamed buns into his arms, hugged his fist towards Yuantong, and shouted: "Withdraw!"

A group of big men swarmed out with long knives and disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye. Only one big man was left, still pouting his ass, and the pestle was there, motionless, his eyes full of fear.

Yuantong walked to him, a little towards the neck of the big man, the big man smeared oil on his feet, and instantly rushed out of the door. Yuantong's figure flashed again and disappeared before our eyes. A moment later, a big man rolled upstairs and disappeared outside the door.