The Beacon of Kyushu

Ying Fei nodded vigorously, "I am sure, and for sure!"

Wan Jianfeng stopped talking nonsense with him and walked straight out the door. Ying Fei looked at Wan Jianfeng in disbelief and asked, "Hey, where are you going? Are you going to report to the King of Wei?"

"No!" Wan Jianfeng shook his head, not stopping his pace. "I am going to go to the King of Wei to file a complaint against you. As for whether you live or die, this young knight has no right to interfere."

Ying Fei knew that Wan Jianfeng must have seen through his lie, so he hurriedly said, "Hey, wait a minute, isn't it okay for me to tell the truth?"

Wan Jianfeng paused, turned his head and said, "Go ahead."

Ying Fei said without hesitation: "Two days ago, I went to the capital to do ticket trading. I hadn't been to Beijing for many years, so I just came in to take a look. It happened that when I was strolling on Bianhe Street, I ran into the Eighth Prince. I saw that he was holding a golden mace wherever he went, so I guessed that this thing must be valuable, so I stole his treasure that night."

Wan Jianfeng seemed not to have heard his words, and started moving towards the gate again, and his speed was a little faster than before. "I think you have almost forgotten the inside story. Why don't you go and tell the King of Hell when you remember it?"

Seeing him approach the door in a few steps and about to push it open to go out, Ying Fei shouted, "Hey, stop right there! I was just joking with you just now, but now I will definitely tell you the truth."

Wan Jianfeng turned around slowly and said, "Go ahead. I'm not going to sleep tonight. I want to see how many unreliable excuses you can come up with."

Ying Fei sighed slowly, his bright eyes dimmed, as if he was recalling something he didn't want to talk about. "Young Master Wan, I have never told anyone about these things, but today I have no choice but to tell you. But you must not let anyone else know what I said. As for how you fool those corrupt officials, I have no right to control you, you have to figure it out yourself."

Wan Jianfeng asked curiously, "Is there anything about your life story that cannot be made public? If it is really that strange, I will definitely help you hide it."

Ying Fei said "thank you" softly, and then told the story of the past, "Thirty years ago, there was a family named Ying in Luzhou. There was a man and a woman in the family. Although their life was tight, they were very happy. The man's name was Ying Yi. Originally, the family had a few acres of thin land, which was enough to support himself and his wife by farming. Unexpectedly, Zhao Kuangyin was worried that his generals would become arrogant, so he staged a toast to release military power. This move was much better for those meritorious officials than killing them, but it was undoubtedly a nightmare for the people everywhere. After these guys handed over the military power and came to the local areas, they relied on the money in their hands to frantically snatch land from the farmers and sales from the merchants, making it impossible for people to grow crops or sell goods in various places, and all the people could only depend on them. Ying Yi, like other farmers, was robbed by the officials sent to be the governor. The land was taken away from him, so that he lost his job for a living. He wanted to work as a servant in the prefecture, but this dog official did not accept men, only women. In order for her husband and herself to survive, his wife Feng had to sell herself as a maid and work in the house of this dog official. The dog official kept forcing the mistress to work every day. After a long time, Feng became ill from overwork and was driven out of the mansion by the dog official. Ying Yi wanted to treat his wife's illness, but he had no money. He was really desperate at that time. As the saying goes, conscience is lost in hard times. Ying Yi remembered that he knew some light skills, so he resolutely went out to steal in order to make money for his wife's medical treatment. Later, Feng's health got better, and they gave birth to a child. Unfortunately, the child's mother was weak and premature, so she is still short and thin today. "

Wan Jianfeng asked: "The child you are talking about is you, right?"

Ying Fei nodded and continued, "After Feng gave birth, her condition worsened again, and she passed away not long after. Ying Yi was left alone to raise the child. Since Ying Yi's Qinggong was not very high, he only dared to steal from small families and never dared to attack officials or wealthy families. As time went by, his reputation was very bad. But in order to raise the child, Ying Yi had to make mistakes again and again, no matter how bad the reputation was. Ying Yi didn't care about his bad reputation, but the defenses of the nearby families were getting stricter and stricter, making it difficult for him to start with most of them, which he couldn't tolerate. Later, he chose and chose, and he took a fancy to a run-down family with only a grandparent and grandchild. Although this family was poor, it was the easiest to attack. In order to buy a white flour bun for his child, he He had no choice but to attack them. But when he sneaked into the room and wanted to take the few copper coins in the cabinet, he alarmed the old man of the family. The old man hugged Ying Yi's thighs, knelt on the ground and begged him with tears in his eyes, hoping that he would let him go, because their family was so poor that they only had less than three days of food. Ying Yi realized at this moment how many innocent children he had harmed for his own child, and his heart softened for the first time. He hesitated for a long time and finally left the family alone, but he knew that he could not go home. He didn't even steal a copper coin, and he couldn't face his children. When he was at a loss, he accidentally walked to an official road not far outside the city and met a middle-aged businessman who wanted to commit suicide. "

Wan Jianfeng asked in confusion: "What's wrong with this businessman? Is he so poor that he can't survive?"

Ying Fei shook his head and said, "Ying Yi thought so at first, but later he found out that the goods that the merchant bought at a high price and intended to ship to other places for sale were robbed by the local dog officials. The goods were priceless, and the merchant spent almost all his wealth to buy them. Now that they were robbed by the government officials, he was really full of grievances and had nowhere to vent, let alone face his wife and children, so he just wanted to end it all. After listening to the merchant's words, Ying Yi couldn't stand the dog officials. Regardless of his low martial arts skills, he sneaked into the government office in anger and tried to steal the goods back for the merchant. However, there were many yamen runners in the government office, and they captured him together. Without thinking twice, they beat him to death. The government officials beat a thief who had committed many crimes to death, and the people were cheering, but no one would speak up for him. It's a pity that I was only five or six years old at that time, and my parents died and I became an orphan."

Wan Jianfeng sighed, "Alas, I thought my life story was pitiful enough, but when my mother died, I was almost ten years old. You were only five or six years old at that time, how could you survive!"

Ying Rufeng smiled bitterly, "I was so young, I wanted to work as a waiter in various restaurants, pharmacies and the like, but no one wanted me. I wanted to find a famous teacher to learn skills and solve the problem of eating. But how many kind-hearted and martial arts masters are there in the world? What's more, your father is so famous, but my father is just a thief hated by people in the surrounding area. Even if there is a master, they will not accept me as their apprentice. Fortunately, my father taught me some Qinggong before, so I had to follow my father's old path and become a knight on the beam to survive. But I was too kind-hearted to commit crimes against small families, so I had to pluck up the courage to steal from several large families in the local area, and later I stole to Yuyuan Manor..."

"What!" Wan Jianfeng was shocked, a little bit unable to believe his ears, "Brother, you were so young at that time, and you actually dared to steal from Yuyuan Manor, the largest martial arts family in Luzhou! I heard that my uncle Youshi is a good person, but his martial arts are very strong. If you steal from him, won't you be killed with a sword?" (End of this chapter)