The fox minister in the late Tang Dynasty

Chapter 26 Red and White Chong (asking for tickets and rewards)
At the beginning of April, the feeling of spring became more and more intense. New branches brushed against the eaves. A pair of wild cats lying prone on the roof screamed at each other, disturbing people’s heart. The window lattice was pushed open, and the woman drove the cats away with a broom, and the broom fell to the bottom. long street.

In the bustling and noisy street, people were bustling with people, amidst the noise of hawking and hawking, a thick-bearded man in ordinary clothes passed the hawker carrying candied haws and walked into a nearby restaurant.

"Whatever the guest officer wants to eat, we have everything in our store. As long as you want to eat, the back kitchen can make it."

The waiter who served the food saw the man coming in, and yelled casually. Over there, the man pointed to the stairs, "There are already seats." He went straight up to the second floor, and the stairs were diagonally opposite to the table by the window. Sitting, looking at the street scene outside, talking in a low voice, I saw the man coming from the corner of my eyes, and the woman showed a pair of dimples, "Uncle Ba."

The woman was Tang Bao'er, and the man who came over had a thick beard and a wide mouth, and he clasped his fists boldly. After seeing the guests around, he sat next to the man, and when the waiter brought a pair of bowls and chopsticks, he ate and said, "Listen to Lao Jiu." Said, what kind of crouching dragon is the girl going to ask for help?"

"However, people who have never seen anything in the world in the mountains called it indiscriminately."

The first one to speak was the man next to him, in his thirties, with a long face and thin eyes, a pair of sparse eyebrows, and laughed at the sound of the table: "What's the crouching dragon reborn, I don't know a few big characters, there can be such a dragon."

"Brother Lin's words are rough and reasonable. You just stepped into the rivers and lakes and you don't know the dangers. The fools here are just rumors in the market, and false rumors can't be true. What's more, if you really have great skills, how can you live here willingly?
Even an unborn expert should not be so unknown and hopeless. If you invite the other party without authorization, if you reveal our whereabouts, you may be killed, and your master's entrustment will be difficult to fulfill. "

The thick-bearded man who poured a bowl of wine and drank it lowered his voice, and scolded the opposite woman in a reproachful tone, causing the latter to hang his head and dare not speak.

Tang Baoer called him Bashu because of the horoscope in his name. He and another man named Lao Jiu are brothers. Their full names are Chen Shuba and Chen Shujiu. The assassin who assassinated in the street that day.

"Okay, Uncle Eighth, I know I was wrong."

Tang Bao'er lost her previous cold expression, like a little girl who made a mistake, gently stroked the side of the bowl with her chopsticks, and talked about other things among the three of them.

On the long street below, a voice suddenly sounded: "Hey, there is a good show to watch!"

Faint wailing cries sounded from the long street, and the people in the city below surged and stood on the side of the street one after another. The guests who were eating and talking on the second floor aroused their curiosity and squeezed to the fence on Tang Baoer's side, looking out. Soon, footsteps, Crying and shaft sounds mixed together, covering up the surrounding voices and making them clear.

The three of them looked at each other, stood up and approached the guardrail, on the street, more than a dozen figures dressed as guards escorted two donkey carts passing slowly below them, on the rotating wooden shaft, a donkey cart cover I couldn't see what it was because of the sackcloth, but in the back there were four corpses covered with mottled blood, and several women and children in sackcloth led the children and walked beside the car, crying loudly.

"You suffer from the plague, why did you get killed like this? How can we live as orphans and widows?"

"Woo~~ I told you not to offend the troublemakers in Geng's Village. If you don't listen, you've lost your life now."

"Damn Geng Qing, a villain who can be hacked to pieces, you want to take revenge, you go to other people, what are you doing to my family, he is a handyman!"

Crying words, blood-stained corpses, especially young children held in the hands of crying women, the innocent eyes moved many people on the street, and some stubborn people squeezed out of the crowd and yelled after the donkey cart. Go to the yamen with a lot of yelling, and help to sound the drum to complain.

When the nearby streets and alleys heard such commotions, they flocked to see the excitement and complain about injustices. Even the Golden Knife Gang came a lot, rushing to the yamen in a donkey cart.

The mighty crowd passed noisyly, and the congested long street gradually dispersed. On the second floor of the restaurant, the guests returned to their seats with conversation materials, and started whispering.

There was a muffled bang.

Chen Shuba patted the guardrail hard, and Lin Laien on the other side snorted: "As I said just now, it doesn't look very good to kill people now."

Here, Tang Baoer, who was standing between the two, had a complicated expression on her face. She looked at Uncle Ba and Uncle Lin on the opposite side, and said softly:
"Actually... I killed three of these four people."

Ok?
The two were stunned for a moment, and after sitting down again, Tang Baoer told the two of them what happened yesterday.

"He rescued me twice. He didn't want to see him being killed. He wanted to save people at that time. He treated the three people as Jiang Hu people, and he killed them all at once. He also blamed me for not knocking people unconscious and sending them to the police."

Speaking of this, the woman's voice weakened, and Chen Shuba sighed "ah" after listening to the whole story, and didn't know what to say to the head's favorite female apprentice.

"That Gengqing blames you for being right. Now that a person is dead, no matter whether there is conclusive evidence or not, as long as he kills him with one bite, his reputation will be ruined if he doesn't die. You will be pointed at and unable to hold your head up."

Lin Lanen nodded in agreement.

"This trick is really ruthless, but the rich man can afford so much money. If he is not ruthless, he will not be able to stand anywhere. The Geng Qing you mentioned, judging from his previous behavior, is not on the stage. Be quick-witted; this time, the other party is attacking us openly and secretly, but I don't know if he can catch it."

On the opposite side, Tang Baoer, who was holding the chopsticks, bit her red lips tightly. When the two uncles were talking, she suddenly raised her face, "...if I go and say that I killed him, will he be fine?"

"Bullshit!"

Chen Shuba almost slapped the table, looked around at the guests, and lowered his voice: "He has nothing to do with you, and all the favors that should be paid have been paid back. Don't ruin our relationship with these things." The purpose of this trip."

Tang Baoer still wanted to refute, but at this moment, another voice shouted from outside.

"What day is it today, and there is another play to watch."

Entering from the south gate, this long street is the closest to the yamen, and it is relatively prosperous. Not long after the donkey cart that was pulling the corpse passed by, there was the sound of drums, and pedestrians on the long street skillfully separated to go to the street. Along the way, on the second floor, Tang Baoer and the others followed suit.

Amid the beating of the leather drum, a piece of red cloth was held high and fluttered in the wind. Three young men in patched clothes, one beating the drum and the other holding the flag, the one in the middle was slightly taller, like a courtyard guard. With his chest in his arms, he looked at the densely packed figures in the street, and his back was covered in cold sweat.

With a stiff smile, he asked Geng Qing behind him in a low voice.

"Da Zhu, why on earth are we doing this? So many people watching, making a joke, my father will beat me to death when I go back!"

The dark-faced, skinny young man just asked them to ring a little, and raise the red cloth a little higher. Then, he squeezed out a smile, put his hands around his mouth in the shape of a trumpet, and suddenly raised his voice and shouted, calling Dachun, Shishi, and Er The dogs were startled.

"God bless Feihu County, God has sent us a great joy."

On the long street, there was a complete silence, only his voice lingered and echoed.

".Niujiaji discovered iron ore!"

　Two more deliveries.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)