Chapter 303: Selling Yourself or Not Selling Art (Part II)
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At noon the next day, a large group of people suddenly gathered outside the door of the Qin Mansion.
A thin-skinned seventeen or eighteen-year-old man sat on his knees on the ground, with a corpse parked in front of him, and four big words were written crookedly with black charcoal at his feet: "Sell yourself to bury your father."
The crowd of onlookers became more and more, and finally alarmed a steward in the Qin Mansion. The old man hasn't come back yet, if he sees the mess at the door of his house, what kind of system is this?
He frowned and walked up to the young man, concluding that this was another little gangster who had come to the Qin Mansion to fight the autumn wind, and dropped a handful of copper coins and said with a sinking face: "I don't care if you are true or not, leave quickly, and you are not allowed to make trouble in front of the Qin Mansion." ”
The young man howled and cried "wow", stretched out his hand to hug the steward's legs, and said, "Good old man, please buy me." As long as I bury my father in a coffin, I will be willing to be a cow and a horse from now on......"
The steward couldn't get rid of it even after struggling a few times, and said hurriedly: "Let go quickly, you have something to say." ”
The young man was full of tears, and he cried in the dark and said: "I am so miserable, I lost my mother at the age of three, my brother at the age of five, my sister at the age of eight, and my brother at the age of ten...... From then on, he was nicknamed 'Mourning Star'. ”
The crowd next to them were all stunned, and they all sighed and sympathized with the misfortune of the young man, and the soft-hearted old aunt had begun to wipe her tears again and again, and whispered Amitabha.
Suddenly, a ruffian in the crowd deliberately pretended to be curious and asked, "Isn't that your sister?"
"I lost your sister!" the young man blurted out that he felt inappropriate, and hurriedly beat his chest and said, "Father, why is your old man gone, leaving me alone in this world?
The face of the steward of the Qin Mansion turned green, and he felt that the young man seemed to be crying to himself.
He stamped his feet and shouted, "Don't mess around, go quickly! Don't let me tell the family to drive you away with a stick!"
The young man's crying stopped abruptly, raised his tears and looked at the steward of the Qin Mansion, and choked up: "What are you doing, you want to get along with a child who has no father and no mother......?"
The steward of the Qin Mansion laughed and shouted, "Come on, drive this little gangster away!"
Even if he really sympathized with this young man in his heart, he could not take it in. Now that the army is in chaos, the people are struggling to make a living, and there are more refugees than locusts in the Heluo area. If this sets a precedent, Qin Mansion will have to become a refugee camp in the future.
The family of the Qin Mansion was just about to step forward, but the young man wiped away his tears, stood up and raised his right hand and shouted: "The Qin Mansion is inhumane, down with the dog in charge!"
The aunts and sisters-in-law in the crowd were also deeply angered by the unscrupulous behavior of the Qin Mansion steward, and raised their hands without hesitation and shouted: "The Qin Mansion is inhumane, down with the dog steward!"
Just as there was a lot of trouble, a little maid came out of the Qin Mansion and said to the steward: "Uncle Zhong, the old lady said that there is just a shortage of manpower in the house, and it is better to take him in if this young man's filial piety is commendable, and it can be regarded as a meritorious achievement." ”
The young man was overjoyed when he heard this, and was about to open his mouth to thank the maid, when he heard someone outside the crowd crying out miserably: "My life is so miserable......
Everyone looked back in amazement, and saw a middle-aged man in ragged and black clothes dragging a flatbed truck that was about to fall apart at any time, stumbling towards the Qin Mansion.
On the flatbed, there were more than a dozen corpses lying on the sidelines, including old people and children, men and women, and a pungent and nauseous smell could be smelled from afar.
What's even more jaw-dropping is that there is also a wooden sign inserted on the flatbed truck, on which there are five big characters in blood on it: "Sell yourself and bury the whole family"!
The little maid of the Qin Mansion was dumbfounded, looked at the steward and said, "Uncle Zhong, what's going on?"
Uncle Zhong smiled bitterly: "I also want to know the Dao." Now Luoyang City is full of hungry people, and I don't know how many starving corpses are piled up in the mass graves outside the city...... No matter how capable the Qin Mansion is, how many people can it save?"
The middle-aged man collapsed in front of the little maid's feet from exhaustion, stretched out his hand and begged weakly: "Good sister, have mercy on me." My experience is terrible, my human life is thinner than paper, my past is inferior to that of animals, and my future is blinded......"
The young man glared at him angrily, seeing that Ji Lu was about to become a member of the Qin Mansion family with honor, but he killed halfway to bite the golden knife to win love, and complained bitterly about the tragic family history with a handful of snot and tears, trying to deceive the sympathy of the kind people.
What are you kidding - how can there be a more shameless and professional liar in this world than Lao Tzu?!
He pushed the middle-aged man away and said, "They are all friends on the same road, what are you doing to make a fuss?
The middle-aged man couldn't help but roll on the ground with a fake fall, and moaned, "Kill someone...... Who's going to save me?"
The young man was so angry that he grabbed the middle-aged man's shirt and shook his fist to fight, noticing the stunned gazes of the people around him, he hurriedly and gently helped him up from the ground, and leaned close to his face and whispered a warning: "Friend, a single person is not a way to make money, everything has a first come, first come, first come, otherwise be careful that the whole family will die!"
The middle-aged man beat his chest and felt pain in his feet, and the corpse on the cart said: "My father, my mother, my grandfather, my grandmother, my second uncle, my third aunt, my eldest nephew...... The whole family is here, and if you have the ability, you can let them die again!"
The young man gasped, hugged his fist and saluted the middle-aged man: "Dare to ask the hero Gao's surname where the famous Xianxiang is, it is really ruthless and cheap enough, which makes me Hua someone ashamed of himself, disrespectful and disrespectful!"
The middle-aged man clenched his fists and saluted back: "My surname is Ma Sang, who used to be a little cowherd baby on the bank of the Yellow River, fortunately!"
The little maid of the Qin Mansion was at a loss, and asked the steward: "Uncle Zhong, the old lady only said to keep one, how can this be good?"
Uncle Zhong muttered, "In that case, you can choose one of them to come out and enter the mansion." ”
"Pick me, I only use a coffin, cheap and good!"
"Pick me, I only eat one meal in three days, it's great value for money!"
The little maid of the Qin Mansion had never encountered such a situation, looking at the two people who were scrambling, she dodged back a little frightened, and pointed at the middle-aged man with her hand indiscriminately: "Uncle Ma Masan, you come with me into the mansion to meet the old lady." ”
Ma Masang was ecstatic and said: "Thank you sister, thank you sister! Good sister, you are the goddess of my dream of lucky stars!"
The young man was jealous and disdainful, "I, I...... Disgusting, numb, shameless!"
Just as there was a lot of trouble, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted: "General Qin is back home!"
Everyone avoided on both sides, and saw Qin Qiong and Shan Xiongxin go down to the early dynasty and rode towards the gate of Qinfu.
Qin Qiong couldn't help but be stunned when she saw the crowd outside her gate, turned over and dismounted, pushed through the crowd and squeezed in and asked Uncle Zhong, "What's wrong?"
Uncle Zhong hurriedly stepped forward and reported the matter to Qin Qiong. After hearing this, Qin Qiong came to the young man and said warmly, "Little brother, what's your name?"
The young man wiped his tears and said, "Villain Hua Tielu, meet General Qin." ”
Qin Qiong smiled, took out a silver ingot from his pocket and stuffed it into Hua Tielu's hand, and said, "You can use this money to buy a coffin, so that Ling Zun can fall to the ground." Brother Hua, you are young and in good health, as long as you are willing to endure hardships, sooner or later you will have a bright future. When the imperial court is employing people, if you want, I can recommend you to join the army, and you can earn a reputation in three or five years, and you will start a family and a wife in the future, so that you can also smile under the nine springs. ”
Who knew that Hua Tielu cried out with a "wow": "I don't want to be a soldier, I want to be a slave!" General Qin, please accept me!"
Qin Qiong was stunned, he traveled south and north to the Central Plains, but it was the first time he had encountered such a person who did not know how to advance or retreat and was bent on being a slave.
On the side, Shan Xiongxin said coldly: "Brother Hua, do you know that slaves are not so easy to be. Do you know how to raise flowers and plants, do you know how to cook vegetables and make tea, do you know how to play the qin and recite poems, do you know how to do kung fu?"
When he asked, Hua Tielu shook his head, and then his head was about to turn into a bulging drum.
Shan Xiongxin smiled and said: "Brother Hua, you don't know anything, how can you be a slave for others?"
Hua Tielu rolled his eyes and said solemnly: "Lao Tzu sells himself and doesn't sell his art!"
Shan Xiongxin smiled and said to Qin Qiong: "Second brother, this kid is a little interesting. ”
Qin Qiong smiled and didn't speak, he looked Hua Tielu up and down and always felt that he had seen this young man somewhere, but he couldn't remember it for a while.
Shan Xiongxin asked, "Boy, how did your father die?"
Hua Tielu puffed up and said: "You officials, who eat and drink well all day long, how do you know what kind of life we poor people live? My father and I gnaw grass roots in winter and leaves in summer, and wander around for our lives. Suddenly, one day the wind and smoke shook the mountains, and it turned out to be the evil Li Shimin who led the army out to hunt. I saw him sitting on a horse, dancing his teeth and claws, bending his bow and shooting eagles, who knew that archery was miraculous, and he hit every shot......"
The little girl in the Qin Mansion listened attentively, and couldn't help but shout: "No, the archery technique should be very good." ”
Hua Tielu shook his head and said: "Little sister doesn't know, as soon as Li Wanxi's arrows left the bowstring, they fell straight down, all of them were stuck in his horse's neck, and none of them missed. ”
He ignored the surprised and suspicious gazes of others, and continued: "My father hid in the grass and laughed, and it happened to be heard by Li Wanxi. He ordered someone to tie my father to a tree, and for seven days and seven nights he was not given a drop of rice or water, and starved his old man to death......
The little maid covered her cherry mouth in surprise, her eyes showed a look of fear, as if she didn't expect that there would be such a cruel and vicious person in the world, and she couldn't help but regret that she didn't leave this poor little brother Hua just now.
Hua Tielu gritted his teeth and said: "Li Shimin and I have a hatred of two places one day, and three rivers and four seas. He bullied men and women and did all kinds of evil, and he burned books and made it difficult to read...... Li Shimin, I'm Diao...... It is the responsibility of the people to hang the people!"
The surrounding onlookers sighed when they heard this, but Shan Xiongxin and Qin Qiong glanced at each other and shook their heads.
Li Shimin led the army to attack Zheng and seemed to have become Luoyang's number one enemy. But he was a corporal with strict discipline and good manners, and even the enemy had to admit it.
What bullying men and women and burning books and pit Confucianism is all hearsay and nonsense.
Shan Xiongxin turned his gaze back to Hua Tielu's face and said, "Boy, you can go back to the house with me later." ”
Hua Tielu was stunned and said, "What are you doing when you go home?"
Shan Xiongxin said hesitantly: "Don't you like to be a slave, and you will learn to be a slave in the Horse Mansion in the future!"
Hua Tielu opened his mouth wide in surprise, looked at Qin Qiong and Shan Xiongxin, and really wanted to cry.