Established a thousand-year family from the end of Qin Dynasty

Chapter 22 The Crowd ([-])

20 days later
Big summer
"The swan geese are flying, and their feathers are respected. The son is on the march, and he works hard in the wild. I am a pity, and I mourn the widows. The swan goose flies, and gathers in Zhongze. The son is in the wall, and all the blocks are done. How about a safe house? Swan geese are flying, whining and wailing. Wei this philosopher, call me toil. Wei Wei, a fool, call me arrogance."

In a dilapidated serf house in Yuheng Land Reclamation Area, serf Zhao Jun is holding a paper book made of precious cloth and lecturing on "The Book of Songs: Hongyan Chapter" to everyone. This book was secretly treasured by his elder brother. in his hand.

Everyone listened with great interest, and Zhao Jun's daughter-in-law also listened carefully with her little head on her pillow.

This is a poem that praises the laborers and denounces the meat-eaters, which fits Zhao Jun's current state of mind very well. After Zhao Jun explained the content of this poem in detail, the other serfs present all felt the same and wept.

They have never been exposed to cultural knowledge, and no one is willing to teach them cultural knowledge. Today is a rare agricultural slack day, and everyone finally had time to sit down and rest, so they came to Zhao Jun's residence to study the Book of Songs.

"Husband, why is this poem so real, as if the content in the Book of Songs is right in front of my eyes." Zhao Jun's daughter-in-law, that lovely serf girl, shed tears unknowingly.

"Because we are living in this book of poems now." Zhao Jun sighed, stroking his wife's little head.

This is his eldest brother's daughter, but a long time ago, about two or three years ago, his eldest brother was slaughtered by the Wang family's heavy cavalry because he participated in the Tianxuan serf riots, leaving such a daughter helpless, so she became his newlywed wife .

At this moment, footsteps sounded outside the door.

boom!
The weak door was kicked open, and several servants entered the house led by a serf.

"Master, it's them who hid books, gathered people to study, and bewitched the serfs." The one who spoke was the whistleblower who reported Zhao Jun's laziness not long ago.

The servants came straight up, looked at Zhao Jun who was holding the "Book of Songs" to teach the serfs, and said indifferently: "Hand over the book!"

Zhao Jun didn't want to hand it over, so he took a few steps back slowly, but when he saw the servant started waving the whip, he gritted his teeth again and had to hand over the "Book of Songs"

The servant flipped through the "Book of Songs" casually, but couldn't read, so he closed the "Book of Songs" again, and sneered at Zhao Jun: "Hehe, boy, Wangjiazhuang has long stipulated that serfs, tenant farmers, and common people are not allowed to collect books without authorization. Don't study characters without authorization, let alone gather people to discuss, don't you know?"

"I'm just telling them a fable, not learning culture." Zhao Jun wanted to quibble.

"How dare you talk back!" The servant snorted coldly, and whipped at Zhao Jun.

Snapped!
"uh-huh--"

Zhao Jun was severely whipped, and held back the pain to "hum", but no one dared to help him. Everyone looked at the servants of the Wang family in fear, trembling all over.

"Master, yes, it was Zhao Jun who bewitched us and forced us to come and listen to him lecture on the "Book of Songs". We never thought of learning it. We are very honest. We just want to be serfs obediently for the rest of our lives and contribute everything to the royal family of Liaodong." A cowardly serf immediately knelt at the feet of the servants of the Wang family, begged for mercy, and framed Zhao Jun. Just now, he was still boasting that Zhao Jun was educated, but now he turned his face in an instant.

"Boy, now that there are all witnesses and material evidence, what else can you say?" The servant of the Wang family took out the "Book of Songs", pointed to the servant who was kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, and sneered at Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun didn't say a word, he had nothing to explain, the nobility of a descendant of the Zhao family did not allow him to kneel down and kowtow to a servant of the royal family to beg for mercy.

"According to the regulations, those who hide books will be punished with three lashes, those who gather people to discuss will be punished with three lashes, and those who learn without authorization will be fined with three lashes. Zhao Jun, you need to be fined nine lashes in total. Do you have any objections?" Wang's servant waved a long whip, Prepare to whip Zhao Jun.

Zhao Jun's face was ashen, but he still didn't say a word, he was ready to bear the caning.

Just when the servant of the Wang family was about to whip Zhao Jun, another servant of the Wang family looked at the pale girl behind Zhao Jun who was frightened and stopped him, "Wait a minute!"

"Huh?" The whip-wielding servant looked at his companion in puzzlement.

"Master Zhou Ming assigned us a task. Let us select the beautiful ones from the serf girls and send them to the homes of the soldiers of the royal family. This is the lord's reward for the beautiful servants who have made meritorious service first." The one who stopped me from swinging the whip The price servant said so, and then pointed to Zhao Jun's niece with a smile: "I think this little beauty is very suitable."

"What are you guys going to do?" Hearing the conversation of the servants, Zhao Jun, who was calmly preparing to receive the whipping, finally couldn't keep calm.

however……

"Husband, save me!!!"

The servants dragged the girl and wanted to leave. One of the servants sneered, "Your husband was going to receive nine lashes, but now you come with us, and your husband will be exempted from the punishment!"

Another servant also persuaded the girl: "Ma'am, you don't want your husband to be whipped, do you?"

Hearing this, the girl stopped struggling, but Zhao Jun couldn't bear it anymore, clenched his fists tightly, and rushed towards the servants.

"asshole!"

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

"Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!"

"I fought with you!"

"Ahhhhh!!!!"

Zhao Jun's eyes were bloodshot, and his entire face was ferocious. Under the rage, the scars on his back from the previous whipping were split open, and a lot of blood oozed out.

The blood can be drained, but the endless anger in the chest can't be burned.

When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses, and when everyone was angry, blood spattered three feet!
puff!
Zhao Jun, who was already seriously injured, was punched dry by the servant and fell to the ground. The endless anger could not match the strong body of the enemy.

Zhao Jun, who was beaten and lying on the ground, could only watch helplessly as the girl was forcibly taken away by the slaves, but none of the surrounding serfs dared to help, even Er Gouzi and Mazi, who had the best relationship, were just He stared angrily at the whistleblower who brought the servant here, but did not dare to glare at the servant of the royal family.

Just as the servants were about to leave, one of the servants pointed to Er Gouzi, the whistleblower, and the serf who framed Zhao Jun just now, and said, "You guys, come here. You are lucky. I chose you to give to the lord." The soldiers and masters of the family are house slaves, so they don’t need to be serfs in Luoyueyuan in the future.”

As soon as these words came out, Er Gouzi, who was originally very angry, immediately showed joy. He even forgot that his good brother's wife was robbed just now, and immediately knelt on the ground and thanked the servant: "Thank you, master. Thank you master."

The whistleblowers and framers were flattered. They didn't expect such a good thing to happen, and they were lucky enough to be servants of the royal family's soldiers, so they immediately knelt down and thanked: "Master's great kindness, the people will never forget it!"

Until then, the servants left the place with three serfs and a girl.

The rest of the serfs shook their heads and sighed at Zhao Jun, who was lying on the ground crying bitterly, and some serfs actually said sarcastic words: "I have already said that the little lady of the Zhao family will cause trouble, alas..."

"What are you bastard talking about?" Brother Mazi couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed the sarcastic serf by the collar and cursed: "Junzi has been humiliated like this, you still have the face to say such things here, do you have a conscience? You bastard!"

"Mazi, if you are really loyal, go and fight with those servants of the Wang family just now. What's the use of losing your temper with me? Now you know how angry you are? Why didn't you even have the guts to look at the servants of the Wang family just now? You are bullying... Poof! ah--"

Although the sarcastic serf was terrified, he still mocked Brother Mazi disdainfully.

Unbearable, Brother Mazi let out a roar of "Ah!!!", and punched the opponent's nose with his sandbag-sized fist, causing blood to flow all over the opponent's face.

After all the serfs left and only Zhao Jun and Brother Mazi were left in the house, Zhao Jun stood up slowly, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth in the direction of Wangjiazhuang:

"I will not destroy the Wang family of Liaodong, I, Zhao Jun, swear! No! For! People!"

(End of this chapter)