The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 242 The Last Fireworks
The heads of the last thirty captives fell to the ground, their bodies fell down, and hundreds of people were killed. The blood soaked the soil bright red like a red carpet.

The soldiers counted and piled up heads with terrified and desperate expressions. Then, some people began to dig big pits and dragged corpses into it.

Tang Bao'er, who had her hands tied behind her back, witnessed the whole scene. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a smile on the indifferent young man's face.

"A bunch of damned ghosts, why do you ask, I will let you go? Since they followed the yellow thief to rebel, they have burned, killed and robbed all the way, women who have been bullied to death, and the old, weak and young who have been killed. Come to save their lives?"

He shook his finger: "Others can die, but yours can't? How can there be such a reason in the world, since you have rebelled and come out to lick the knife, you should expect that such a day will come."

"What's more, if you still target my close relatives and let them go like this, I'm a rebellious and evil son!" Geng Qing's smile remained undiminished, her voice was a little louder, and she almost growled, "If you want to kill me and my whole family, then I will kill you!" I want you to watch how the soldiers you have cultivated with painstaking care die in front of you one by one!"

Geng Qing is not a saint, nor is he always thinking of others, so many days of fear and anger erupted at this moment, he raised his hand and slapped the woman on the face, knocking her sideways to the ground .

"In the past, Geng never slapped a woman. This slap was for my mother and Qiao Niang! They never fought with others, and they never got red necks. They are such good people. If you target them, you will kill them." Robbery, being a bandit is addictive! I've been a bandit all my life, what a hero, what a green forest hero, but a group of thieves, a group of thieves, a group broke into other people's homes, robbed property, in the name of robbing the rich and helping the poor."

Geng Qing spit in front of the woman, "Bah, that's all. If you raise the flag to rebel, I can still look at you, hide in Tibet, wander around and plunder, I really think that's a little bit of thought, Doesn’t Zhu Wen know? Really think there’s nothing he can do about you? He has more important things to do, so he doesn’t bother to pay attention to you. You see, if you just free up your hands, you will fail like that in Huazhou. In the end, you will burn all over the place. Kill, who is it? Isn’t it the people in the countryside?”

The red five finger prints on her cheeks brought burning pain, Tang Bao'er silently listened to the words poured into her ears like the wind, every sentence pierced her heart.

Once upon a time, she thought that if she pulled up a team, she would be able to stand at the same height as the person in front of her. No matter how high an official the other party was in the court, she had thousands of people in her hands, and the status of the two would be able to look at each other.

In the end, the woman found that not only in terms of status, but also in the angle of seeing things with the other party.

Tang Bao'er's hair was disheveled and she slowly raised her face. Facing the confrontational words that made her tremble a little, she clenched her teeth and took a breath, showing her last stubbornness.

"Winner and loser, say what you say."

"This idiom doesn't describe it like that, Miss Tang." After Geng Qing vented, she felt a lot better. She sat down again, her tone softened, and she pointed at her: "You have always been Kou, and there is no such thing as success or failure. .”

The wind blew across the field with a bloody breath. Geng Qing pressed his hands on his knees, took a deep breath, raised his hand and waved, and asked someone to throw a knife.

"I also heard just now that my women were captured by the wandering army, and you saved them. I have to thank you for that."

He leaned over to pick up the knife, weighed it in his hand, and said with a smile, "It's quite heavy." Looking at the woman, he said, "Actually, I quite understand and admire you for doing this. Being in a group of thieves, you can still scare people, and you have put in a lot of effort, so the motivation to avenge your master is really that strong?"

"A master is like a father, father and father will never share the same hatred!" Tang Baoer stared fiercely at the man on the side.

"It makes sense." Geng Qing walked up to the woman with a knife in his hand, and looked at the scene where the corpse was being carried in the distance, "Is your master called Zhuang? I'm sorry, I have killed too many people, and there are many famous ones. You I can't remember the master's name. He is still far-sighted. He jumped out of the rivers and lakes and walked to the court. If you want to get close and make friends, it will save face if you talk about it in the future.”

Geng Qing still had a smile on his face, but he was just babbling, which seemed a bit strange on such an occasion.

". But he killed my teacher. As you said just now, a master is like a father, and a father's feud cannot be shared with each other. Is it reasonable for me to kill him? Well, at this point, we should understand the source of this hatred , are you right? Miss Tang."

Tang Baoer lowered her eyes, the truth is that she has thought about it sometimes, the master killed his teacher, and he killed the master, this is a deadlock, all these years, I have been exhausted by this matter.

But. In the end. Hehehe.
The woman took a deep breath and nodded her head: "It's time to understand what you said makes sense, you can do it."

"As long as you know."

The plain words drifted away, and in the eyes of everyone, Geng Qing raised the knife with both hands and slashed it down. Tang Baoer closed his eyes and heard, "Oh, the cut was missed." ' With the sound, the woman opened her eyes, the rope on her body was broken, and she fell to the ground.

"you"

The woman looked at Geng Qing who was rubbing her wrist and throwing the knife over, she stumbled, and the surrounding soldiers subconsciously approached, Geng Qing waved at them, and also waved at Tang Baoer.

"Before you saved some of my wives, I have a clear grievance against someone, you and I are clear, live a good life in the future, find a safe place, find a good family to marry yourself, and live the rest of your life in peace."

Tang Baoer froze on the spot, looked at Geng Qing opposite, suddenly laughed, bent down to pick up the weapon on the ground and pinched it in his hand, Chen Shuba, who was not far away from the seriously injured lying on the ground, called to her weakly: "Boss, don't be stupid, let's go!" ah"

The woman just turned her head to look at him, a smile appeared on her embarrassed face, and then "I want your life--" she roared suddenly, and rushed towards Geng Qing who was opposite, with her raised arm, the blade roared furiously The chop, the moment it landed on Geng Qing's forehead, suddenly hovered.

At the same time, Geng Qing turned his head to one side and shouted: "Don't do anything!" The next moment, a crossbow bolt flew over and nailed the woman's neck, her hair fluttered around her messy pretty face, It was a poignant smile, she looked at Geng Qing, blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and her lips squirmed.

There are only two people who can hear the voice.

".Tang Baoer doesn't bother to give alms to live."

"Boa!!"

Chen Shuba dragged his body and crawled over on the ground, the woman over there fell straight and fell backwards, Geng Qing hugged her, blood poured out from his neck, staining his palms red.

The color in the woman's eyes was slowly fading. She looked at the face of the man in front of her. There were some things in her heart that she had never said or even deliberately thought about, but they really existed.

When we meet again in Chang'an, if I express that little liking.

In the end, will it be different
It's a pity that there is no if. After all, I am a little regretful. I have come to this point.

she thinks.

The woman raised her hand, but it still fell heavily on the ground. The man who crawled over hugged her body in a pool of blood and wailed loudly. The man took him down for treatment, but when the soldiers came, Chen Shuba snatched the knife from the ground, neatly pressed it against his neck and pulled it.

puff!
Blood overflowed, and his heavy body fell beside Tang Bao'er with a bang.

Geng Qing closed his eyes, quietly feeling the sudden emotion, somewhat sad, Fu Daozhao came over silently, and whispered something in his ear: "Wang Chongrong's people are here, they want to see Mr.

Here, Geng Qing opened his eyes and nodded, "I have an appointment." Then he glanced at the two corpses of the master and servant on the ground, "Calm down, erect a stele for a dignified burial."

Soon, the spring rain fell again, washing away the blood on the wilderness.

　In fact, after thinking about this chapter, Chunfeng still feels that Geng Qing should not be killed by himself, and the following story line is also very difficult. I don’t know which line to choose
　　But it makes sense.

　　So far, I feel that the writing is not bad, and I will help Chunfeng promote and recommend it.

　　


(End of this chapter)