Chapter Seventy-Six: Officials and Bandits

Zhao Fei asked in detail, only to know that this is the territory of Xingwen County, which is the outermost part of Xuzhou, and it is still far away from Yunlian. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 info Nine times out of ten, the Lord is the king of poison, he is anxious, but because the sky is twilight, and the place is unfamiliar, it is not a way to bump around like a headless fly, so he has to press his temperament and come step by step.

Sighing helplessly, he was about to clench his fists and say goodbye to the Miao family's father and daughter, Ran Huan said: "Thirteenth brother, are you going to invest in the stack now?"

Of course, I want to live in a guest house, these days I am sleeping in the open air, and my bones are about to fall apart. He nodded, and the Miao girl hesitated: "The nearest market town from here is still twenty miles away, all of them are steep mountain roads, and there is night in it, with your footsteps, I am afraid that you will have to walk for more than two hours." ”

Two hours? Zhao Fei stuck out his tongue when he heard this, he was a person who could sit and never stand, and he could lie down and never sit, didn't he want his life?

Ran Huan's face was a little embarrassed, he secretly glanced at his father, and said lightly: "Daddy-"

Dad looked at the two Chinese family members, and said helplessly: "The mountain road is far away, if a few guests don't dislike it, they will go to our village tonight and spend the night!

"Then what's so embarrassing?" Zhao Fei was flattered, and hurriedly patted Mu Nianci on the shoulder: "Hurry up, let's pack up our things and follow Dad!"

This Hua family, I don't know who taught it! Dad sighed, and Ran Huan giggled. Yingyuewu is only three miles away from here, according to Zhao Fei's thoughts, it should be just a matter of lifting his feet, but after looking at the path carved in the mountains like sheep's intestines, he knew why the twenty-mile mountain road had to go for two hours!

The road was potholed, with few flat places, and clumps of unknown grass beside it, from which occasionally some insects and four-legged snakes jumped out. Fortunately, Zhao Fei and the others are not pampered, and of course they are not afraid.

Along the way, Miao girls went back and forth, constantly telling them to be careful of the steep mountain roads. Zhao Fei looked at the jade pendant she held in her hand, which had been wiped clean with the corners of her clothes, but the few deep marks on it could no longer be erased, but she picked it up from time to time, watched and stroked it carefully, and obviously liked it very much.

Zhao Fei couldn't bear to see it, and said lightly: "Sister Ran Huan, I'll give you another complete piece of jade!"

"Don't!" the girl was annoyed: "It's not worth much, I like it!"

Zhao Fei was confused for a while. Ran Huan said with a smile: "Daddy said that I only understood, it turns out that you sent us things to ask us about things, and you are willing to destroy such a piece of good jade!

Zhao Fei laughed and waved his hand: "I have a lot of ideas, but they are all used to punish bad people, and they never harm good people, and it has nothing to do with the kind of heart and eyes that your grandmother said!"

"Who knows if what you said is true or false!" The Miao girl suddenly stretched out her finger and said excitedly: "Brother Thirteen, look, our village has arrived!" Looking around, a huge lake water is like a mirror deep into the ground, clear and sparkling. On the surrounding mountains, hundreds of stilted buildings stand firm and upright, and on the protruding floors, Miao women sing songs and collect clothes, which is wonderful and natural. "Boom", a cluster of fireworks rose out of nowhere, and then there was a huge sound of swords and stones hitting the air, and the elated girl Yilian's face suddenly changed: "It's not good, the officials and bandits are coming!" ********************************

(Note: The customs and etiquette of the Miao people described in this book will be different from place to place due to the differences in the areas where they live, so please do not use this as the standard.) )

Zhao Fei frowned slightly, this was the first time he had heard of this title, and he was opening his mouth to inquire, but he heard Ran Huan hurriedly say: "Thirteenth brother, you hide here first, don't move, we'll come when we go!" Daddy, let's go-"

The Miao girl was eager, her father answered, and the father and daughter were scorched, and quickly crossed the steep mountain road and rushed straight to the village.

Zhao Fei looked up and saw that under the cliff, several Miao people wearing black diagonal robes, together with dozens of officials dressed in similar tolerances, holding a bright long knife in their hands, hugged a young man in his twenties, and kept shouting and driving into the Miao village. And standing opposite them were hundreds of Miao people from Yingyuewu, all with firewood knives on their waists, blocking in front of the group of tolerances, glaring angrily.

"Ah Shan, how dare you stop the eldest lord's official mission from enforcing the law? Are you Yingyuewu going to rebel?!" Several Miao people who entered the village with the official servant shook the firewood knife in their hands, pointed to a Miao young man in the crowd opposite and shouted loudly.

A young man of the Miao nationality named Ah Shan was in his twenties, with a dark face, tall and strong, he stared at the man who spoke, and spat at the mouth fiercely: "Fart, it is the sparrow that is chirping, and it is the lark who sings! Mu Ze, are you black seedlings also considered officials?

According to the different settlements, the Miao people are also divided into different branches, such as white seedlings, red seedlings, green seedlings, black seedlings, flower seedlings, etc., there are strict differences in the color of clothing, and each department has its own village, and every few years will select a series of village owners as the leader, as the existence of the government, that is, the so-called big lord.

Zhao Fei listened to the meeting and probably had a preliminary impression. Judging from the clothes on their bodies, Ah Shan should belong to Hongmiao like Ran Huan's father and daughter. And this Mu Ze belongs to the black seedling, and there should be a contradiction between the black seedling and the red seedling.

Mu Ze listened to his sarcasm, and immediately said angrily: "Although we are not officials, but on the orders of the eldest master, there is no difference. We are here to handle the case! Your taxes for Yingyuewu this year have not been paid, and we and Wu Gongzi have specially come to supervise the handling, not only are you not grateful, but you are besieging them with weapons, which is really a great crime!"

The Wu Gongzi he was talking about was the young man of the Hua family who was supported by the officials, with small eyes and white skin, and when he heard Mu Ze's words, he immediately nodded and said: "Not bad, your taxes have not been paid this year, and we have come to the door several times to collect the money, but you refuse to pay it, and you are often swords and guns, and your attitude is extremely barbaric, and it is extremely bad——"

"Nonsense!" A crisp and pleasant voice sounded, and a beautiful red seedling girl and a thin elder hurried over! Ah Shan shouted excitedly: "Ran Huan, Uncle, are you back?!"

Wu Gongzi's eyes lit up, and he greedily stared at the girl's delicate body like a flower bone, and saliva flowed out: "Tut, Sister Ran Huan, I haven't seen you for a few days, you are becoming more and more standard! Brother likes it so much! Oh, the owner of the village, you are also back, just right, and the matter will be solved today!"

This Wu Gongzi is really arrogant.