Bianjing little doctor

Chapter 110 Ten thousand carp

Xin Yi's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at Fu Jiuqu again.

He remained calm, sat upright, with his waist straight, showing no emotion.

Xin Yi raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked the proprietress: "Then what do you plan?"

The proprietress pursed her lips twice, a little hesitant, "In the past two years, I have figured out the thoughts of these corrupt officials. What they want is nothing more than money... I am worried about the safety of the child, so I have already sent him to my grandma's house in the country. Next, I plan to Sell ​​the small shop and raise money to redeem the owner. I have entrusted a middleman to inquire, and if they say it is five hundred guan, they will be released... I have thought about it, if the money is given away, they will not let it go. People. I set fire to the county government office and died with them..."

Xin Yi was shocked.

"Sister, don't do anything stupid."

The proprietress probably felt that she had talked too much, but Xin Yi and the others were just strangers after all.So she smiled awkwardly again, saying that she was just talking casually, venting her anger, and didn't dare to do anything.

Then he chatted a few more words and left.

Xin Yi sighed.

"The taxation of the Great Song Dynasty is so heavy. If you encounter corrupt officials again, you really won't leave a way for the people and traders to survive. If you go on like this, it will be like killing a chicken to get its eggs. Sooner or later..."

Sooner or later you will die.

Xin Yi wanted to say this, but she didn't dare to face King Guangling.Such words are taboo.Even if this is true, it won't be long before the serious illnesses of Song Dynasty will surface.

It's a pity that this piece of prosperity will eventually be destroyed.

She looks at it from a historical perspective, while Fu Jiuqu is a modern person.

Xin Yi was afraid to say it, and was immediately beheaded...

Unexpectedly, Fu Jiuqu glanced at her and lowered his eyes.

"Emphasis on culture and despise military power, begging for peace with money. Heavy taxes are levied internally, and powerful enemies are paid externally. This is a disgrace to the country!"

Xin Yi was surprised.

She knew the situation in the Northern Song Dynasty. In fact, some historians analyzed that the Northern Song Dynasty suppressed generals from the beginning of the Taizu. The weak military strength is one thing, and the other is bad luck.

In other words, "It's not that one's own side is incompetent, but that the opponent is too strong."

Whether it is the current Liao and Xixia, or the future Jin and the unstoppable Mongolian cavalry that once swept across Eurasia, they are all very powerful. Under the historical environment at that time, the Song people had limitations.

The Song court sought peace at the age of tribute, which has long been disputed by historians and folks. Xin Yi has not studied much about this, but only has a little understanding from the perspective of the planning and players of "Bianjing Fu".

However, Fu Jiuqu, who was born at that time, was an original game npc, and he was also a villain. Xin Yi was surprised that he could say such a thing.

She even had a feeling that Fu Jiuqu's blackening might have something to do with it?After all, it is said in the plot that he only became black after the Battle of Kunlun Pass?
Seeing Xin Yi staring at him silently, Fu Jiuqu snorted suddenly.

"Scared you?"

Xin Yi smiled, "That's not true, it's just an accident."

"Accident what?"

"The status of the county king is precious, and he is the pride of the sky. Normally... there will not be so much dissatisfaction."

The most important thing is that such dissatisfaction should not be said casually in front of an outsider.Fortunately, she is not a bad person. If she intends to harm him, it will be a felony just based on what she just said.

"What are you afraid of? I said the same in front of the officials."

Fu Jiuqu's face was solemn, as if he had forgotten Xin Yi's identity, calm and indifferent, like talking to a friend, with a little worry and sigh for his home country.

"There are more than 10 imperial troops in our dynasty, and the clouds are in Bianjing, but they guard the inside and the outside, and they can't fight or use weapons. But the military supplies of tens of thousands of people have to be supplied by the people of the world..."

Xin Yi frowned.

In my heart: Aren't you the most extravagant group of tribute recipients?

Who is this empathizing with?

She remained silent and stared at Fu Jiuqu.

But Fu Jiuqu seemed to see through her eyes, and smiled coldly.

"It's the Bianhe River where you salvage treasures, which continuously sends material resources to the capital all year round. It bears the blood and sweat of the people all over the world, but it raises a group of waste who can't fight... The Song Dynasty is not without capable people , but should not be reused. Like my master, he has made great military exploits, knows how to use soldiers, and knows how to fight, but he has been repeatedly suppressed..."

"Who is the master of the king of the county?" Xin Yi asked curiously.

Fu Jiuqu pursed his lips slightly, "Di Qing."

Xin Yi took a deep breath and suddenly understood a little bit.Does Fu Jiuqu's blackening have something to do with Di Qing being squeezed out and suppressed by the civil service group after the Kunlun Pass World War I?
Fu Jiuqu looked at her, narrowing his eyes, "What? Do you know my master?"

Xin Yi smiled.

"I know him, he doesn't know me."

"Oh?"

"General Di is famous, who doesn't know?"

A famous general in the Northern Song Dynasty, General Mian Nie, who knows how to use soldiers, is good at riding and shooting, and is a pioneer in marching and fighting.Therefore, when coming to the enemy to fight, he often wears a copper mask, entering and exiting the enemy's majestic army, no one dares to block...

In the Song Dynasty, there were indeed not many such famous generals.

Xin Yi has sympathy for Di Qing. I used to read history and often thought that Renzong actually hesitated a few times in dealing with Di Qing, but in such a historical torrent, even if he was the emperor, he had to be coerced in various ways...

That is a tragedy of history, and the current Guangling County King is young and bloody... he is reused only after being protected by the royal family. He probably felt a little emotional after hearing what the proprietress said, but in the end...his own strength can't change anything.

She said: "The little foot shop is not soundproof. Ninth brother, you just say, how do we deal with the matter now?"

Fu Jiuqu scanned her expression and saw that she was worried about him, so he snorted and sneered slightly.

"He Xu, he is dead."

"You want to kill him?"

"Fix the iron case, so that he can't turn over!"

~

The proprietress said she was selling a shop, so she really started to make a fuss. The next day, Xinyi's legs and legs felt better, and she wanted to go to the street to buy some baked beard biscuits for breakfast. the door.

The price is not too much, just five hundred guan.

Xin Yi stepped forward and said, "So anxious?"

Seeing that it was her, the proprietress softened her preoccupied face, "I can't wait any longer."

Xin Yi thought for a while, "You wait two more days."

The proprietress thought she was a little girl, smiled gratefully, did not respond, and went to work on her own.

After Xin Yi bought the baked hu biscuits, he chewed one in his mouth and took some back for Cheng Cang and Duan Sui. As soon as he arrived at the door of Ruyi's foot shop, he saw a man in a green cloth jacket and a black gauze hat on his head. The tall and strong man stepped in.

Xin Yi's nose moved, and the hummus immediately became stale.

The man has that strong scent of fake Chinan.

Also, the smell of blood.

Xin Yi followed, and saw that his right armpit was clamped tightly like a knife, and his left hand was tightly pressed against his waist, his arms were trembling as if there was nothing, she frowned, and sat down on the chair by the door , Slowly nibbling the cake.

The burly man in Tsing Yi said in a low voice, "Miss Boss, prepare a room upstairs. Bring a bucket of hot water up."

He turned around, as if he didn't need the lady boss's response.

But before reaching the corridor, he suddenly turned his head.

"Another dime of wine, stronger."

The proprietress said: "Guest officer, the shop is out of wine."

The face of the man in blue was covered by a black veil, so he couldn't see clearly, but the ferocity overflowed from his tone, which was very terrifying.

"You don't have any in your store, won't you let the guy go and pay a dime?"

After all, he threw over a piece of broken silver.

It was this action that made him discover Xin Yi sitting by the door.

Xin Yi was also looking at him.

The eyes of the two people collided in the air, and the man paused slightly when he went up the stairs, looking at her one more time, and then walked up slowly, stepping on the wooden ladder until it made a sound.

Xin Yi stuffed the last mouthful of Hubing into his mouth, his neck was stalked, he casually hugged a few biscuits in his arms, and followed.

The second floor was quiet.

Xin Yi glanced at the opposite side, and walked towards Fu Jiuqu's room. A knife protruded from the side. It was bright and bright, as if it was about to cut into her skin at any time.

"What are you doing with me?"

The hoarse voice seemed to have been smoked, and it didn't sound very real.

Xin Yi looked up, his beard was unshaven, it seemed that this man hadn't groomed for a long time.

She slowly pulled away his knife, "Forgive me, man, I live here."

He yelled for mercy, but his movements did not appear to be in the slightest flustered.She even pointed to the man in front of the room, and then smiled unhurriedly.

"I'm a doctor. If you need it, just come and find me."

The man in Tsing Yi's face changed slightly, his dark purple lips were slightly pursed, and he stared at Xin Yi with red eyes, and the knife was naturally placed on her neck.

"who are you?"

Xin Yi said: "I'm a doctor, I've said it before."

She went to remove the knife again, and sighed softly: "A sword has no eyes, don't hurt me. The wound on your body cannot be saved by a dime of strong wine. If I don't take action, maybe you won't survive tonight..."

The man in blue had cold eyes, staring at her like a poisonous snake.

Xin Yi smiled and looked over without much fear.

"But it's okay. It's better to die in a foot shop than to be taken to prison and tortured. What do you think, Master Wan?"

The man in Tsing Yi looked at her in surprise.

"You, you are? How do you know..."

Xin Yi pursed her lips, "Don't ask any more. You're going to... fall!"

The man in Tsing Yi was seriously injured, and he was trying to hold on. When he saw her smile shallowly and say something that seemed to see through everything, he felt anxious for a while, and his blood surged. When Xin Yi said "pour", he looked at the picture. He opened his mouth, suddenly felt that his eyes were black, the hand holding the knife trembled, he staggered two steps against the wall and then slid down.

Xin Yi turned his head, "Ninth Brother, come and help me!"

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