Jiaohua

Chapter 73 Kill them

The six sticks of incense burned out, and the servants and maids were almost done packing.

When they learned that Aunt Feng wanted them to cross the big wooden board across the river, many people were stunned.

But under the impetus of Mrs. Liang and Mrs. Fang, everyone did so.

Aunt Fang was carrying two baskets of wine, which were very heavy.

Several girls followed her with the wine jar and helped her slightly carry the bamboo basket.

Many people don't understand why Aunt Fang stood up so quickly this time. When she was still in the compound, she was the first group to stand up.

Even Aunt Feng was puzzled by herself before, why she agreed to leave with Xia Zhaoyi before many things were confirmed.

Maybe a moment of blood, maybe a moment of heartbeat, but after all, this is not something that can be successful on impulse.

Unlike them, Aunt Fang is a sensible person. She knows exactly what she wants, and she understands why all the servants have come this far.

Perhaps after the stone bridge was broken, their taut strings were relieved for a moment, and this relaxation gradually spread, making people more and more lazy.

First, the Liang family deliberately provoked and fought to avoid everyone going down the mountain to deliver meals. Later, after heavy rains and flooding under the mountain, it was difficult to move an inch. Once you enjoy this difficult freedom, those inertia will make people more and more bold.

So, everything is traceable.

In fact, Aunt Fang wanted to leave for a long time, and she has been secretly planning. She once thought of doing some tricks in the wine, and she could poison a few bandits.

She didn't have a good relationship with anyone. Among Aunt Feng and Liu Sanniang, Aunt Feng was even more disgusted.

Because Mrs. Bian valued Aunt Feng the most among the several stewards in the backyard, and Aunt Feng was the most admired and sought after person on weekdays.

But today I never imagined that it would be Aunt Feng who started the job.

Seven or eight servant girls took hoes and axes to make way ahead.

It is almost flat here, but the grass is overgrown and the water is knee-less, so walking is no easier than walking up the mountain.

The large wooden railings were getting closer and closer, and many thick and rusty iron nails could be seen in the light.

Aunt Feng walked at the front of the crowd, holding a hoe in her hand, raised her hand to chop off a handful of wild branches blocking the road, and looked up at the big river.

Ali said that there were ravines three feet wide on each side of the big river, just inside the circle surrounded by wooden poles. Probably now that the big river has overflowed, the two ravines have also been filled.

"Three feet wide." Aunt Feng said in a low voice, looking back at the wooden board behind.

The length should be enough, after all, all the doors, bed boards and window sashes in the back mountain were brought.

Aunt Feng retracted her gaze and looked at the railings in front of her. With a thought, she shouted to the servants next to her, "Let's go and chop down those wooden poles!"

Seven or eight large wooden poles were nailed to both ends of the plank, each extending out a zhang. After confirming the stability, they were laid on the first gully.

Then the people were divided into four groups, each group wrapped the same hemp rope around their bodies, and the other end of the hemp rope was tied to the rock over there, and then fixed with a chopped wooden pole.

Then cross the river.

The first gully was easy. After standing on the high ground of the gully, everyone tried their best to lift the plank on one side and spread it to the other side.

In this way, although it was difficult, it was also very smooth to cross the river.

Everyone cleaned up their muddy water and checked the food in the bamboo baskets.

Aunt Feng turned back to look at the big river, all the anxiety before crossing the river disappeared, but before she could breathe, she called again, "Sisters!"

Everyone was stunned.

This was the first time Aunt Feng called them that, and everyone looked up.

"I'm sorry," Aunt Feng looked at them, "I lied to you."

Everyone hasn't reacted yet, or in other words, they don't know how to react, and their heads are buzzing.

A servant girl stepped forward and stared, "What did you say?"

"This is not the way down the mountain. I asked you to bring this board up, and it is not the way up the mountain."

Everyone looked at each other in disbelief.

"Don't worry, I will not harm everyone for no reason. This road is not the road we leave, but the road for revenge!"

Liang Shi was standing beside her, holding her arm: "What the hell are you talking about?"

"We killed them!" Aunt Feng roared suddenly.

The crowd, who had been talking in low voices and making noises, suddenly quieted down.

The mountain wind blew, and everyone's messy hair fluttered in the air.

"Killed, they?" a servant girl murmured.

"Don't you want to?" Aunt Feng's eyes turned red, "I know that many of you don't like me, how could I have liked myself like me? It's not that I want to excuse myself, but I've become like this because of these people. Is it harmful!"

Everyone didn't speak, and looked at her quietly.

"By killing them, we can leave in a dignified manner, without any worries, and it is not a help to the Zhou Dynasty. We are eliminating harm for the people! We can make up for what we have done, and we can go back to the village, town or city to live our own life!"

Mr. Liang glanced at everyone and shouted loudly, "Just tell me how to kill it. I'll kill one, and I'll kill two for the sake of heaven!"

Aunt Fang heard the sound and said, "Speak! Since you have everything planned, just say it!"

Aunt Feng glanced at the crowd, and after rushing the mountain road for half a day, everyone was unkempt.

But their eyes are different, like starlight, bright and bright.

It's a longing.

Aunt Feng grinned and pointed at the big wooden board: "Rely on it."

Chu Fengyuan was quiet.

Mrs. Bian sat in the front seat in a daze, her eyes still seeming to have not recovered.

Cai Ming brought a cup of hot tea over, with a few straight and smooth hair tips floating on the tea.

"Madam, have a drink." Cai Ming said.

Mrs. Bian didn't seem to hear and didn't respond.

Bian Yuanxue was still sitting at the table over there, with his hands on the table trembling and clenching his fists, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

The concubines sat on both sides, and a few looked at Madam Bian who had lost their minds over there.

Most of them, like Concubine Zhao, lost their soul and didn't know what to do.

"Actually, it's not a disaster." Cai Ming said again, "When these people are caught, they will all be killed. If the rice is gone, there will be more. If the stove is destroyed, it can be built. If people leave, we can still rob them. But Madam can't wear down her body."

"These stewards are very capable." Mrs. Bian said in a low voice, "Not to mention how long it took for the newcomers to come, but they are here, who will take care of them?"

Besides, they are starving now.

"It's a wolf-hearted thing!" Bian Yuanxue slammed his hands on the table and scolded, "These bitches, we provide them with food, drink and shelter, if it wasn't for us, they would have starved to death with the group of victims at the foot of the mountain. Got it!"

"So, do you have to thank you?" a girl outside the house said loudly with a crisp and sweet voice.

(End of this chapter)