sword sentient beings

Chapter 3 Heroes of Heyang
"The imperial court has been conferring a hero for more than ten years. Basically, every county has a hero. There are seven heroes in Yuxia County. Xue Daxia has the best reputation among heroes. Everyone says he is generous and hospitable. His righteousness is so thin. Not only did he not make things difficult for us righteous men, but he also offered to help and guide us. He is truly a hero worthy of the name."

The wheels ran over the leaves and rustled.In the woods, Yang Dong's voice was particularly sonorous.

The boy sitting on the donkey cart listened carefully, and suddenly said: "Wait, do other heroes make things difficult for the righteous?"

Yang Dong said: "This... can't be said. After all, we righteous people need heroes. As long as they are listed on the Kyushu Loyalty List and have made meritorious service, they must exchange exercises, pills, and weapons with heroes in each county. Since they are controlled by others, among them There will inevitably be grievances."

Tang Zhao frowned and said, "Isn't there a court rule for the exchange list? How can you still be made things difficult by private individuals?"

Yang Dong said: "You said that. The "Great Jin Law" was also set by the imperial court. Is there any less corrupt officials in the world? Although righteous men are better than ordinary people, they say they are better than others, but there are still Eat the food of the emperor. The hero is really like the county magistrate. He has both the name and the reality. There is a saying that the county magistrate is not as good as the current one. For us, the hero is both the county magistrate and the current one. Think about it. Got it? Like our Great Xia Sun in Baihe County, with that reputation...who wants to win the list and not give him a few times?"

"But it is said—it is said that Daxia Xue will not be like this. No matter who he is, acquaintances or strangers, locals or foreigners, poor or rich, he treats them the same. Give advice to the younger generation. If the righteous man who comes to the door has any difficulties, he will definitely help him generously."

The young man cheered up, and said: "I heard the same thing! Anyone who has seen Daxia Xue will say hello to him with one voice."

After finishing speaking, he was a little apprehensive again, and said, "But what if... under the prestigious name, it's really hard to live up to it?"

Yang Dong held down the sword, and said, "Then he just thinks he's unlucky, what else can he do? This hero with the best reputation is like this, what's the difference between other heroes?"

Tang Zhao folded his hands, seemingly in a daze, but also praying.

Unknowingly, the woods gradually thinned out.In the gaps between the branches, the tiger skin mountain stone powder wall is exposed.

Immediately afterwards, a magnificent manor came into view.

The manor is built on the hillside.Below the eaves of the gray tiles, the white and white high walls spread far away, firmly enclosing the houses of Guangsha, like a fortress, covering the sky and overwhelming the earth when viewed from a distance.

It was almost dusk at this time, the sun was shining obliquely on the forehead, and the big characters of "Heyang Hero Mansion" were shining brightly.

Below the door plaque, the vermilion lacquer gate is closed tightly, and two stone lions, one on the left and one on the right, look like two door gods.

Several people stopped and looked at Gaomen Qihu, feeling that the momentum was overwhelming, and they all felt timid.

It was Yang Dong who rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll go."

"Clap clap-"

The door knocker rang, and the sound traveled far.

The door was silent for a long time, and with a creak, a crack in the door slowly opened.

There was a coughing sound.

A head protruded from the crack of the door. No face was seen, but the hair was full of hair.

An old man came out with his eyes narrowed, and said, "Who is disturbing the old man's sleep?"

Although Yang Dong saw that he was as old as a rotten tree, he was an old member of Heyang Daxia's mansion, so he must not offend him, so he immediately clasped his fists and said, "I'm Yang Dong, a righteous man from Yuxia County. I'm here to pay homage to He for the Kyushu Loyalty List." Hero Yang."

The old man looked dull, "Huh?"

Yang Dong's heart skipped a beat, thinking: Could it be that he is an old fool?
He took out a shiny silver post from his pocket and said, "This is Yang's martyr post, please let me know."

The martyr post is a certificate issued by the imperial court, which records a martyr's name, native place, background, etc., as well as all the meritorious service.If you want to redeem the treasures on the list, you need a martyr post.Yang Dong's martyr post is often wiped, the surface is bright and spotless.

A hand wrinkled like an orange peel stretched out from the crack of the door, grabbed the martyr post, and retracted it tremblingly.

Yang Dong saw that his most precious martyr post was trembling in that hand, almost about to fall, he was very anxious, and said: "Old housekeeper, hurry up."

I heard the old man say: "Hey, why is this post so light..."

Yang Dongqiang smiled and said, "It's silver-plated, it's not too heavy."

The old man couldn't help sighing: "It's too light, too light, I can't catch it."

Yang Dong was in a hurry, and Tang Zhao behind him said in a low voice, "Brother Feng, what does the old man mean..."

Sui Feng nodded and twirled his fingers lightly.

Everyone knew this action, and Tang Zhao couldn't help showing a look of disappointment.

They knew from the sidelines that Yang Dong was obsessed with the authorities, so he didn't react.

Finally, when the hand was stretched out to the door, the old man finally said: "I said young man, did you bring anything else besides the martyr letter?"

Yang Dong said "Huh?"

Lao Menzi's tone was obviously impatient, and said: "Is there no hard goods?"

Yang Dong was stunned for a while, suddenly felt very depressed, the spirit of fighting all the way was hard to maintain, he was only discouraged, and said: "If I didn't bring it, wouldn't all the meritorious deeds I made before not count?"

Before he finished speaking, the old man shook his hand, and the silver martyr post had fallen.

face down, in the dust.

"Oh, I'm old, my hands are shaking and I can't hold it. I'm going to lie down."

After all, the door closed inward again.

With Yang Dong's agility, he actually had time to pick it up before it hit the ground, but his mind went blank and he couldn't react.He watched helplessly as his name hit the ground head-on.

There was another "squeak" sound of closing the door.

There seemed to be a "bounce", and a string that had been stretched for a long time suddenly broke.

He stretched out both hands, supported the door leaf with one hand, reached in with the other hand, pulled the little old man out by the neck, and shouted: "Old man! How dare you insult me!"

The little old man was dragged off the ground by him, but he didn't panic, pointed at him and said: "Grandson, let go of your hands!"

The blue veins on Yang Dong's forehead popped up, and he shouted loudly: "Go - call out Xue, let me see him, and see if he is with you? If he is also a black heart, You don’t need to drive me away, I’ll go on my own, and I won’t set foot in Heyang County again. Tell him to come out quickly, and make me die!”

The little old man stared at him and said, "Will you let go?"

Yang Dong said: "Old dog—"

Only a few barks of "Wow, woof, woof" were heard, and the door suddenly opened, and a group of vicious dogs rushed out.

The vicious dogs were black and yellow, all of them were strong and ferocious, coming like a wave, they slammed into Yang Dong's body, bumped him into a somersault, and then surrounded and bit him.

Yang Dong yelled, rolled over with his head in his arms in the bite, rolled to the side, barely got up, pulled out a hand and swung a knife, blasting away the group of dogs, trying to fight back, but was almost caught by a dog behind him In the back road, unable to bear it any longer, Sa Yazi ran away.The group of vicious dogs chased and bit him, outflanked him, and chased him so hard that he couldn't lift his head.

He ran all the way and shouted: "Xue, I am blind, you hypocrite is not as good as a frank and honest villain. Ah... I say... I say your uncle... I say your grandma!"

The sounds of dogs barking and people barking went away all the way, only Yang Dong finally yelled: "I call you the ancestor of the eighth generation!" It gradually disappeared.

The old man patted the dirt on his body, got up tremblingly, and said: "Little thief, I have seen you like this a lot. Can you still be cured?"

At this time, he saw a donkey cart next to him. There were still people sitting in the donkey cart. He was still a thin boy.

Probably because he had never seen such a young child in front of the door, he looked up and down the boy with dim eyes.

Tang Zhao was also looking at the old man, and he found that the old man was really old.He is so old that he is depressed, his oil is exhausted, his lamp is dry, he is so old that people forget his past and feel pity, and his face is blurred when he is old.

He heard the old man's voice muffled: "Who are you? What does it look like crying here?"

Tang Zhao was stunned, and stretched out his hand to wipe his eyes. It turned out that it was not an illusion, but really blurred.It was his own vision that blurred.

The moment the vicious dog pounced on people just now, a feeling of extreme disappointment and sadness rose in his heart, and his eyes were sore unconsciously.

But he definitely didn't cry!

What is there to cry about? !

He raised his head, and the heaven and man were at war in his heart.

In the end, he still took out a letter and a palm-sized box from his bosom, and said, "Student Tang Zhao, at the behest of my late master, visited Hero Xue. There are letters and tokens from the old man, please forward them to your lord." .”

He stretched his palms towards his neck, since he decided to put his will first, if the old man insisted on asking for bribes, he could only offer the collar on his neck.

The old man took it, held the letter up to the sun, and looked at Tang Zhao from head to toe, but said nothing, "Wait." He moved back to the door step by step, and closed the door behind his back.

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