114 Away from Hatred (17) (Page 1/1)

In the first year, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Qing soldiers, Zhang Ziyang took A Chengdong to hide in Tibet. After more than a year, the wind slowly cooled down, Zhang Ziyang led Ah Cheng to come to Taiping Village, seeing that this small village has beautiful mountains and clear waters, simple folk customs, and is a good place to escape from the world, so he used silver to buy the house of Qiu Danian, a local wealthy family, as a place to take root.

In the past year, Ah Cheng learned from Zhang Ziyang that he was an old minister of the former Ming Dynasty and an anti-Qing scholar, which was undoubtedly more in line with his great wish to hate the Qing soldiers and aspire to revenge.

On the one hand, Zhang Ziyang thanked him for saving his life, and on the other hand, he felt that if he was guided and cultivated, he would definitely become a member of the anti-Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and only with martial arts could he make a difference. So I took the time to teach him some superficial kung fu.

Ah Cheng knows that his life experience is obedient, so he works very hard when he learns martial arts, often ordinary moves, he has to practice it well, and after more than a year, he has made great progress, and ordinary adults are no longer his opponents.

In order to prevent outsiders from speculating indiscriminately and exposing his identity, Zhang Ziyang regarded Ah Cheng as a scholar on weekdays, in order to survive, relying on knowing the I Ching gossip and having a body of martial arts, he helped people to tell fortunes.

On the surface, Zhang Ziyang is a diviner, but he does not dare to forget his ambition to oppose the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and once he has time, he secretly goes out to find out the news, looks for former colleagues and old friends, and conspires together. But the Manchu Qing Dynasty is flourishing, and the former comrades are all dead and scattered, and five or six years have passed like this, and there is still no information.

Ah Chenggo slowly grew up, grew taller, and grew stronger. Zhang Ziyang passed on that he has more and more martial arts moves, and his kung fu has been practiced with a solid foundation, and with four or five points of fire, he can walk the rivers and lakes. The more he grew up, the stronger his desire for revenge became, and the more he hated the Manchus. Every time I go out with Zhang Ziyang, when I see something unfair on the road, or someone in the government bullies the good, I will stand up, meddle in my affairs, and eliminate violence and peace. And every time he would take the opportunity to inquire about his father and mother's enemy, but there was no news after all.

When Ah Cheng was twenty years old, Zhang Ziyang finally discovered the secret of an old friend in the past and the beggar gang, who served as the helmsman in the Henan branch of the beggar gang, and often planned some activities against the Qing Dynasty and the restoration of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Ziyang finally connected with the old friends of the beggar gang, and under the persuasion of the old friend, he joined forces with the beggar gang, and secretly gathered in Henan every year, running in all directions, and calling for the people of insight of the Han people to unite to do the great cause of restoring the Ming Dynasty. As a result, he went out for months or half a year every year.

This year, Zhang Ziyang led Ah Cheng to Kaifeng, Henan, and made an appointment with the beggar helmsman in Kaifeng to discuss the plan of the matter, and prepared to plot the major event of attacking the Kaifeng official mansion in the southern suburbs of Kaifeng.

On this day, when the two walked to the gate of the city, they saw two government soldiers guarding the city punching and kicking an elderly man, attracting many onlookers. After asking, I learned that the old man picked a load of pears from the suburbs to the city to sell, the Qing soldiers guarding the door saw that the pears were big and round, two Qing soldiers stopped the old man, reached out and grabbed a few pears from the basket, took a bite and threw one, and said: "Old man, your pears are sour and astringent, how can you eat them?" Master soldier, the old man relies on a few pears for a few dollars to buy some rice and grain to live, I hope you will accumulate virtue and do good, you will lose your life if you waste fruits like this. ”

The Qing soldier was furious when he heard this, and said: "You old immortal, grandpa eats a few pears from you, because he can afford you and give you face, but you are so ignorant that you actually cursed the uncle." As he spoke, he raised his hand and slapped the old man, and the slap was heavy and loud, beating the old man to pieces, bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and when he opened his mouth and spit out, he saw a tooth fall to the ground.

The old man immediately rushed forward to grab the placket of the Qing soldier's shirt, asking him to compensate for his medicine and the knocked out teeth, the Qing soldier threw left and right, the old man always held on to his shirt, and under the pull, he tore the placket of the Qing soldier's shirt. The Qing soldiers were furious, raised their feet and kicked the old man to the ground, kicked him hard, and the Qing soldiers next to him also surrounded him to join the fire, and the two of them punched and kicked together, beating the old man to death, and saw that he was only half breathing.

Ah Cheng heard the cause and effect of this, and when he was furious, he clenched his fists and was about to go up to clean up the two Qing soldiers. Zhang Ziyang, who was on the side, saw that his face was not good, so he hurriedly pinched his arm and said in a low voice: "We have more important things to do, don't make trouble." Ah Cheng said: "Uncle, is it so much to watch these Tartars wantonly ravage and bully my Han people?" Zhang Ziyang said: "If you want to repair them, you can't come openly, you can come secretly, otherwise it will attract attention and cause a big deal." Ah Cheng said: "Uncle is right. But how can we teach them a secret lesson so that they don't get discovered, and they can be relieved?"

Zhang Ziyang smiled and said, "This is simple. At a glance, I saw that the two pears that were thrown by the Qing soldier on the side of the road two zhang away gnawed the remaining half, walked over, lifted the tip of the right foot and kicked lightly on one of the rotten pears, and the half of the rotten pear flew out and hit the Qing soldier's right leg and leg bend on the "Weizhong acupoint", the Qing soldier was raising his leg to kick the old man on the ground, with his back to the two of them, only to feel that the leg was bent and numb and sore, and he couldn't help but pounce and knelt down.

The crowd of onlookers was sighing while watching the excitement, and no one dared to stop it because no one paid attention to Zhang Ziyang and Ah Cheng. Zhang Ziyang concocted the same method, and in the middle of the time, he kicked another pear out and hit the "Weizhong acupoint" in the crook of the left leg of another Qing soldier, and the Qing soldier also "pounced" and knelt down. Zhang Ziyang's speed was extremely fast, and the strength was just right, and it seemed that the two Qing soldiers knelt on the ground almost at the same time, facing the old man who was kicked and beaten by them, as if kneeling down and kowtowing to the old man.

The onlookers were sympathizing with the beaten old man, and they were all stunned when they saw the two invincible Qing soldiers suddenly kneeling down to the old man. Ah Cheng clapped his hands and smiled: "The two soldiers are so filial, they actually knelt down and kowtowed to your grandfather to confess their crimes." Hahahaha. When he said this, the onlookers burst into laughter. Everyone has been bullied by these two people on weekdays, and now that he has the opportunity, of course, he wants to vent the resentment in his heart, and suddenly laughter rang out.

The two Qing soldiers were restrained by bending their legs, and they didn't know what magic they had hit, but they were in a hurry. I couldn't move and couldn't move, and in front of many people, I was really ashamed to be flushed, and my head was sweating.

Seeing that the two Qing soldiers were kneeling on the ground and unable to move, the old man hurriedly got up, wiped the blood on his face, patted the dust on his body, and limped away with the pear basket.

Ah Cheng saw that he had been beaten very lightly, and that the pears had been destroyed a lot, and his sympathy arose, and he immediately shouted: "Old man go slowly, these two soldiers haven't paid your old soup and medicine and the money for eating pears?"

Zhang Ziyang wanted to stop him, but it was too late, so he was only secretly anxious. Walk over in three or two steps, grab his arm and turn around.

Although the two Qing soldiers couldn't move, they could speak with their mouths open. He saw Ah Cheng take out the silver from his pocket and give it to the old man who sold pears, so he scolded: "Little bastard, you dare to take out grandpa's silver, you fucking have enough life, it's strange if I don't chop you into eight pieces and feed them to the dogs." ”

Ah Cheng stared at him, and then listened to his voice, his head suddenly "buzzed", as if he was thundered by the electric switch, and stayed in the local area all of a sudden.

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