The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 129 I have immortal rice to protect my body, who dares to touch me!
After saying this, he waved his hand and asked those Qingpi to go to Hong Qi to "get" the silver.

Even if they took away the two and a half stones of food outside the door, the money would never be given to them. It would be the lives of Hong Qi's family.

He had already seen the tragic situation of Fa Xiaohong Yonggui's family, and he could not let his wife and children end up like that no matter what.

Hong Qi picked up the wooden catalpa next to him and held it across his chest with both hands. He blushed and repeated loudly: "The government does not recognize your family's Yama loan. It was the guy in the city who told me! You...whoever dares to come in is committing robbery, and it’s not illegal for me to beat you!”

"Haha", the two Qingpi from the same village didn't believe it at all, they still smiled and tried to hold Hong Qi away.

As soon as the two of them took a step forward, they heard the sound of wind breaking through the air, and a green-skinned man received a hard blow on the head.

This catalpa is made of ironwood and has been passed down for three generations.

"Ouch! Fuck me!"

The green-skinned guy surnamed Hong was hit so hard that his eyes were trembling, and even his yelling voice was distorted by the pain. He touched his forehead with his hand and felt his hand covered with blood foam.

People who never hit anyone will behave like this once they do.

Everyone watching was shocked. No one thought that Hong Qi would open someone's head as soon as he came up... The surgical skills at this time were not very good, and such an attack would most likely result in death.

Only the mother-in-law of Hong Qi's family didn't even look at Qingpi who fell to the ground. She went inside and took out a kitchen knife.

This couple is going to risk everything today.

However, Mr. Zhong Ershao was not scared. He was here to collect food, and what he collected was the only food rations in the villagers' homes. He was naturally prepared for this desperate posture.

Second Young Master Zhong sneered: "Okay, okay, Hong Lao Qi pressed your fingerprints yourself, and now you dare not admit it."

The accompanying green-skinned idle men swarmed up. Some of them were holding long forks, and some were holding chains. The couple blocking the door were about to suffer.

However, Hong Qi suddenly dropped the catalpa tree in his hand, turned around and ran into the house.

What's happening here? Just now he looked as if he was ready to die.

Not only Young Master Zhong and the others were stunned, but even the woman holding the kitchen knife was a little confused for a moment, but Hong Qi came back immediately. This time he didn't hold a "weapon" in his hand, but a small bowl.

Under everyone's doubtful gazes, Hong Qi raised the small bowl above his head, and then slowly knelt down.

He shouted loudly: "This is the fairy rice given to me personally by the boss of Xincheng. Anyone who touches it will be disrespectful to the other boss. I see who of you dares to touch me or enter my house!"

This is really a last resort.

He just heard the red-faced old man talking in the county today. The "certificate" the old man was wearing could buy a yard and two maids in the city, but he was not afraid of stealing, robbing, or being known, so he just carried it with him. Walk.

Just because the "certificate" was handwritten by the Fang Dong family.

What is the "certificate"? Can it be the same as the porridge in his hand? Hongqi didn't know, but he had to give it a try.

Mr. Zhong Ershao and his party stayed in front of Hong Qi's house for a long time. More and more villagers came to explore. At this time, they all stared blankly at Hong Qi kneeling at the door. They never expected that there would be such a thing. kind of operation. Fairy rice is very common to them. There is a rice mountain in the garrison camp on the other side of the river. There are also young men recruited from the county who put fairy rice on the ground and roll it to Yizhou every day.

At first, some people pointed out that this was disrespectful to the fairy rice. However, Queen Pan in the sky seemed to be very generous and did not care about the "blasphemy" of the fairy rice by those young people.

Could it be that the fairy rice sent out is different after it has passed through the hands of Fang Dong's family?

They didn't know why, but they almost held their breath waiting for Mr. Zhong's reaction, because almost all of them had the fairy rice sent by Hong Qi at home.

Hong Qi's whole body was trembling slightly because he was overly nervous. He was really afraid that those green-skinned men would rush up regardless of him.

However, those green-skinned men stopped.

Even though they all looked fearless, these people were all very smart. They immediately noticed that Mr. Zhong’s face turned livid, which showed that the bowl of porridge in Hong Laoqi’s hand was It is untouchable!
Sure enough, after Second Young Master Zhong was silent for a while, he finally said: "Hong Lao Qi and I are familiar with each other, so let him prepare for a while while we go to another house first."

...can it really work?
Mr. Zhong Er's words were sweet, but everyone understood the meaning of concession in his words.

Many of the villagers who were watching had expressions of surprise on their faces. Seeing that Mr. Zhong was about to take people away, they immediately turned around and ran towards their homes.

There was a voice in their hearts shouting loudly: I learned it, I learned it!
When the sky was getting dark, Mr. Zhong had already finished today's grain harvesting work.

Because Hong Laoqi took the lead in "resisting rent", many families behind him followed suit, resulting in very little food being collected on the carts. In fact, he and the other green men didn't even step through the door.

All those people were holding up fairy rice and blocking the door, as if they wanted to live or die with the fairy rice.

Especially the third uncle of the Hong family. The old guy must have watched too many dramas. He pointed at the Second Young Master Zhong from a distance and shouted: "Second Young Master Zhong, come here! I have immortal rice for body protection and Empress Pan." Bless you, Fang Dong’s family is also looking out for our Hong family, if Zhong Lao Er has the guts, just come!”

That old guy is so arrogant! Zhong Er's nose was crooked with anger.

But what can be done? Madam Pan may not care about him, but he knows more about Fang Dong's family in Xincheng than these villagers.

He is not some magic stick who can perform Taoist magic to invite gods, but a genuine son of the gods.

What these villagers are always talking about now is that Pan Niangniang, who showed her supreme magical power that day by the Juma River, happens to be his mother.

It is said that Empress Pan doted on Fang Shenzi so much that she would bring down a river of heaven for him even if she risked breaking the rules of heaven.

If he, Second Young Master Zhong, kicked over the bowl of porridge in Hong Qi's hand today, and the incident spread out and angered Fang Shenzi... then Pan Niangniang, who originally wouldn't care about him, might come out to "control" him.

In fact, before Mrs. Pan could crush her with her fingers, the county officials would swarm over and tear her Zhong family alive. (Maybe including his second uncle)
The root of this matter must be blamed on damn Hong Laoqi, if it weren't for him...

Second Young Master Zhong was in a bad mood. At this time, a green man came over and asked him, what should I do with the one who was beaten?
Second Young Master Zhong replied angrily: "Is he dead?"

Qingpi said: "It's not dead yet. Butcher Xue (the local doctor from the neighboring village, so named because he often "takes human life seriously") has just seen it and said that he should be sent to the county as soon as possible."

"Then let's send it tomorrow." Second Young Master Zhong said.

(End of this chapter)