The usual money, this obviously ridiculously expensive price, fell on the ears of the middle-aged man, but he did not see any reaction. Soon, he took out his usual money and put it on the table.

Xu lame took the money and put it in his pocket, moving faster than when he was drinking.

Looking at the money that had disappeared in front of him, the young man's heart moved, and he suddenly felt very unhappy. Consistent money, the people in this town, after a year of hard work, may not be able to leave so much money in the end, but the nerd in front of him took it out without frowning.

This is no longer stupid, it is completely ignorant of the suffering of the world. This kind of reader, except for his background, is simply useless. Of course, there is no good point, just now he and Xu Cripple talked about national affairs, and he didn't react at all.

The most important thing is that after he finished saying the stirring remarks that lamented the two generations of King An, the other party still only cared about eating and drinking by himself. The young man dared to guarantee that even if he was an ordinary peasant in a small town who could not read a single word, he would not be indifferent when he heard the deeds of the two generations of King An.

So young people are very unhappy.

He leaned at the middle-aged man and let out a cold snort from his nose, "Mr. is a scholar?"

The middle-aged man was slightly surprised by this sudden question, but he replied quickly, "Barely so." ”

The young man's jaw was raised higher and aggressive: "Since you are a scholar, you should be careful to have the common people in your heart and the world in your mind." I don't know if you know about the battle of Taiyuan City, and what do you think about this war? Which side do you think will win?"

The middle-aged man with silver-gray hair smiled faintly, his temperament was still easy-going, but when he said it, he was very sure: "The Pinglu army will win." ”

"Will the Pinglu Army win?"

The young man laughed, looking at the middle-aged man's eyes, he had undisguised his strong contempt, "Do you know the battle situation in Taiyuan City, you dare to talk nonsense? If I were a minister of the imperial court, I should let pedantic scholars like you go to the battlefield to fight, so that you know what it means to be in awe, instead of being honest about everything!"

Clinker, the middle-aged man bowed slightly: "I'm going to Taiyuan City." ”

The young man was stunned, and then sneered and sneered: "To send him to death?"

The middle-aged man smiled casually, not minding at all, but he didn't say anything more to the young man, and turned around to leave the shed.

"Sir, stay. ”

At this moment, Xu Cripple suddenly stood up, his expression was solemn, the cigarette gun was put away at some point, looked at the middle-aged man, and asked in a deep voice: "Don't you know, sir, this meal is not worth the money at all?"

The young man snorted coldly, and was about to say that he knew a fart.

However, the middle-aged man said, "I know." ”

"Then why doesn't Mr. have half a 'no' word?" asked Xu Cripple.

The middle-aged man smiled, "If I don't give it, presumably this descendant will use his power to suppress people, and he will use his strength to suppress people, right?"

The afterlife in his mouth naturally refers to young people.

The burly young man sank his face.

The middle-aged man was right. He didn't do this less. In fact, he hurried over when he saw the middle-aged man about to enter the store. He had long been optimistic that this elegant and weak scholar happened to be the target of their rip-off.

It's just that the other party is very good, so he didn't make a move.

This is the case, but when a middle-aged man said to his face, "Suppress people with power, suppress people with force", young people are still very unhappy. He looked unkind, and took a step closer to the middle-aged man before he was about to speak.

Xu Cripple motioned for him not to move, and spoke first: "So now, does Mr. need to get back the overpaid money?"

The young man was stunned, not understanding why Xu Cripple asked like this. Looking at Xu Cripple's appearance, if the middle-aged man answered yes, he seemed to really discuss this matter, which was not in line with his usual style.

But the middle-aged man's answer was once again beyond the young man's expectations, he said: "If I will ask for it back, I will not give it." ”

"Do you dare to give it?!" The young man finally couldn't stand the middle-aged man's arrangement, and this guy's indifferent and easy-going appearance made him feel extremely unhappy.

Xu Cripple ignored the young man, but continued to ask the middle-aged man, his voice became deeper and lower: "Why does Mr. pay so much?"

The middle-aged man said: "If I see it right, the old man was once an old soldier in the army, and he has been on the battlefield and killed many people. In Hedong, the war was mostly at the northern border. ”

For him, it is not difficult to see that the killing aura on Xu Cripple's body has not been dissipated until now.

He continued: "The old man has inconvenient legs and feet, so he should have left the army after being injured. The old man used to fight for the country, shed blood and was disabled, he had made great contributions to the country, and should have been supported by the state, but now he is old and frail this year, but he can't enjoy his old age in peace, and he has to this wine shed...... It is the sin of the nation not to let the heroes live in glory, enjoy the joy of family, and be respected by the world. ”

He sighed slightly: "There is no old man fighting at the border, I am afraid that Datang is no longer a country, and this small consistent money is nothing." ”

Xu lame was stunned. His hands trembled and his eyes turned red.

As the middle-aged man said, he once guarded the border pass, fought on the battlefield, died nine times, was scarred, and the best years of his life were dedicated to the bitter cold border pass.

Once wounded, with broken legs and feet, he retreated from the border pass, leaving nothing but a small amount of money issued by the army.

Glory?

No.

Adequate food and clothing do not exist.

Because of the difficulty of mobility, the money given by the army was spent in the first few years. The next 20 years were 20 years of hardship and hardship. No one cares about his glory, no one remembers his exploits, and no one sees him as a hero, and everyone's mind is on chasing their own interests.

This is the way of the world.

Dragging his stump leg, in this country for which he had fought bloodily, he struggled to survive, suffered many dangers, and suffered humiliation. In the end, life made him lose those glories that he once saw as heavier than life.

Twenty years later, he became a philistine and cunning, he opened a wine shed, but he was always thinking about calculating the drinkers and getting more money for the wine. For this reason, sometimes even let the young people around him do something to oppress people.

He had to. If not, in a few years, when his old cold legs become more inmobile and he can no longer work, he will have to starve to death.

The state did not let him enjoy his old age in peace, and he had to save more money for himself.

This is his Xu lame.

He is a philistine, he is cunning, he is stingy with money, and he is of bad character. But he didn't kill anyone.

But today, he was told that he was a hero. There are still people who remember him as a hero!

He forgot about it himself. When I endured loneliness in a leaky house, I forgot about it.

But the man even said that it was the country's sin that the state did not support them well.

For more than 20 years, Xu Cripple, who has never been understood so well, has red eyes.

The young man was also stunned. He didn't expect that the middle-aged man who was extremely unbearable in his eyes would be able to say such a thing.

The middle-aged man saluted Xu Cripple, left a word, and turned to leave.

Looking at the back of the middle-aged man, who was gradually moving away on the official road, the lame man who came back to his senses slowly sat down again, he took a puff of cigarette, his movements trembled, and he said half-loudly: "This gentleman, it's not simple." ”

He had a vicious eye, and he had long suspected this, otherwise there would be no such conversation.

The young man was not so easily convinced, he sat down at the table, crossed his legs and said: "Even if he sees that you were once a border army, what can that mean? This guy said that he was going to Taiyuan City, what was he going to Taiyuan City for, to die? He also said that the Pinglu army would win, but the Pinglu army was about to collapse, and no one could save it, could he save it? Who should he be? King An? Laughing to death!"

Xu Cripple didn't speak. Just smoking.

After a long time, the cigarette was finished, and by this time, the middle-aged man had already walked in front of the town. Putting down the cigarette stick, Xu lame said: "If he doesn't give you extra money and lets you do it with him, I'm afraid that you will be the one who suffers." ”

The young man immediately blew his hair: "I have suffered a loss? How is this possible? He is a weak scholar, and he doesn't even have a fluctuation of aura, so how can he win over me?"

Xu Cripple sneered: "You are a guy who has not yet achieved qi training, if you want to hide your aura induction, even a magician can do it." ”

The young man sneered: "He's a qi practitioner?

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes suddenly changed.

He immediately stood up.

Even Xu Cripple stood up.

A group of cavalry, about twenty or so people, rushed from the official road and rushed straight to the town. Hearing the shouts of the leading generals, the people of the town all changed color, and they all began to run home.

"It's Wang Peel! This son of a dog has come to collect grain again, he just came last month!" the young man gritted his teeth.

This is the county town's soldiers and horses.

The Hedong War did not last long, and the grain stocks in the prefectures and Taiyuan City were far from being exhausted, but at this time, some officials began to forcibly requisition the people's food under the guise of war needs.

Eventually, some of these grains will be handed over, and the other part will be kept.

After handing over part of the grain, the state capital and Taiyuan will not blame them, and they will take the initiative to collect grain for the army, and they will be praised, after all, this shows their loyalty. And the part of the grain that remained became their private property.

Of course, this cannot be done in peacetime, but during the war, everything is complicated, order is chaotic, everything serves the war, and many places cannot be taken care of, so officials can take advantage of loopholes and opportunities.

This is the war money.

The young man was filled with indignation: "Last time the king came to peel the skin, the surplus grain of every household in our town was basically requisitioned, and this time they came, didn't this ask us to smash the pot and sell iron?"

Xu Cripple was also angry, but he was helpless. In the face of regular cavalry, what can he do, a lame man who has retired from the army for more than 20 years and is already old and unrepresentable?

He sighed, "I'm afraid I'm going to force some people to death this time." I heard that when Wang Papi came last time, he fell in love with the little lady of Xu Mazi's family, but I was afraid that this time it would ......"

This kind of thing, Xu Cripple has experience, because he has experienced it before.

The young man's blood surged: "This brute! The little lady of the Xu family is not yet in her prime! I'm going to fight with them!"

Xu Cripple hurriedly grabbed him: "You can't fight!"

The young man broke free from Xu Cripple, like an angry leopard, and had no reason at all, "If you can't fight, you have to fight! As long as you can kill Wang Papi, it's a big deal to escape into the mountains and forests and become a bandit!"

There are a lot of bandits in troubled times, which is not one of the reasons.

Xu Cripple couldn't hold the young man, and his eyes were full of despair when he saw the other party running out. He knew very well that Wang Papi had a cultivation level of Qi cultivation, which was not something that young people could deal with at all. This time, young people are more than lucky.

The young man and Xu Cripple have pit a lot of past guests, he is not a pure and kind person, but in the eyes of Xu Cripple, who has no heirs, the young man who lost his parents in his early tens, relied on his own crawling and struggled to survive, is no different from his half son.

Over the years, several times when he was drunk and fell and injured, it was the young man who carried him home, and when he was sick and had no money to catch medicine, it was also the other party who risked being targeted by jackals, tigers and leopards, and went up the mountain to collect medicine to treat him.

Neither of them is a good person, nor is they a big person, but they have their own joys and sorrows, and their own stories.

Watching the young man rush out like crazy, Xu Cripple was like seeing his comrades on the battlefield who rushed towards the enemy army alone. They are doomed to go and never return, and there is nothing he can do.

In the past, he fought bloody battles against the barbarians outside the Great Wall for this country. Now, in this country, his relatives and friends are going to die at the hands of the arrogant and cold-blooded officials and soldiers.

Xu Cripple was full of sadness, only to feel that the world was spinning, and his legs could no longer support him to stand.

But he didn't fall.

Because the young man stopped without rushing in front of the cavalry.

Xu was stunned.

The young man opened his mouth wide and looked like a hell.

The twenty or so cavalrymen in the county town were rushing in front of the silver-haired middle-aged man at this moment.