The great man will live forever

Chapter 212

"He wanted to attack me and was killed by me. If he wanted money, he could ask me. How could he do this? I didn't mean it."

Wang Mang's face showed a compassionate attitude. He killed someone, but he said it calmly and did not spread the word. The two servants Dongmu and Xiaren handled the matter very well.

Who is he?The former Great Sima of the Han Dynasty, one of the helmsmen of the Wang family, the new capital of the Han Dynasty, and now Xinye (the new capital) is his fief.

Let alone killing one person, even killing ten people is not a big problem. This is his privilege. However, his eyes were full of tears and his expression was solemn, which also showed his grief. Servants Dongmu and Xia Tian still sighed in their hearts: Our master is still so kind.

Servant Dongmu quickly said: "Well done, he actually dared to attack me, I don't need to be sad. Such a person has committed a heinous crime. I am doing justice for God!"

Another servant, Xia Tian, ​​then said: "Yes, master, please don't blame yourself. Such a person deserves to die, he just doesn't have good intentions."

It seemed that the comfort between the two had an effect, but in fact it was crocodile tears. Wang Mang wiped away his tears and said immediately, "That's all, let's bury him properly. I hope he will be a good person in the next life..."

So under the personal supervision of 'Wang Mang', they personally transported Wang Mang's body wrapped in a quilt to outside the city, dug a pit and buried it. Wang Mang also erected a monument for him, but there was no writing on it, and then respectfully He kowtowed three times respectfully.

The two servants then sighed with emotion. This master was really a saint. If others wanted to kill him, he would bury him and kowtow.

They didn't open the quilt to see what was inside. Along the way, even if the quilt was stained with blood, no one dared to stop them. The words Xindu Houhou were enough to explain everything. Then they went to the Yamen to prepare a case casually. This matter was It ended so quietly.

A person's life is so small. In front of people like Wang Mang, ordinary people are just ants on the ground. He can crush many to death with just one kick...

But no one knows that the ant is actually the real owner.

Wang Mang just returned home, continued to study and read classics, and then distributed his money to others, and did more good deeds. He was very low-key, never leaving the house, eating very simply, and wearing the same clothes. The Wang Mang of the past was not the same...

It was a dark night, accompanied by strange bird calls. There seemed to be something shaking in the distance. In the grassy jungle outside the city, a solitary wordless stone monument stood out. With torches raised, three people were digging a grave for Wang Mang. tomb.

These three people are Zhang Dalin, Wu Ergou, and Fatty Liu, a famous trio of tomb robbers near Xinye, Dahan.

Grave robbing is the act of entering someone else's grave and taking it without asking.This kind of social and cultural phenomenon has never stopped since ancient times. After the social changes of the Spring and Autumn Period, when etiquette broke down and music collapsed, the trend of thick burials emerged, and tomb robbing became more and more popular.

"One who has a fortune will be rich, and he will ride in cars and eat meat for generations to come." This is probably the true state of tomb robbers. Although they are looked down upon by others, once they steal a big tomb, they will have nothing to worry about.

"Brother? This is obviously just a burial. What does the employer want, just a corpse? I feel wrong about paying so much money."

Wu Ergou is 24 or [-] years old. He is relatively thin, but his eyes are smart.

"Whatever, maybe the employer has a grudge against this person and wants to whip the corpse. I paid 40 yuan as a deposit, which is a lot of money. It is enough for us to live for a year or two. This is just the deposit, and there is still 60 yuan behind. "

The speaker was Zhang Dalin, who was in his early 30s, with a beard, cold eyes, and a centipede-like scar on his face, which was very ugly on the left side.

The third child, Fatty Liu, had a smile on his face, "Eldest brother is right, second brother, keep digging. Compared with going to the big tomb before, we are much better this time. There is no danger at all. We don't have to worry about any mechanisms. Just dig. Corpses can make a lot of money. Such a good thing is something you only encounter a few times in your life."

Then he smiled, his eyes full of longing, "When I save enough money, I can go to Wang Nu Lu to find Xiao Cui to redeem myself."

The Wang Nv Lu he mentioned was the most famous brothel in Xinye. It was opened by a noble named Wang, probably a relative of Wang Mang, so it was called Wang Nv Lu. Xiaocui was considered the top one, but the price was very expensive. He could visit it every year. Once, but he was also satisfied...

Women in brothels have a long history in China. The earliest ones were witch prostitutes. As the name suggests, they are unique among witches.

The earliest witches and prostitutes in China appeared in the Shang Dynasty. Since the Shang Dynasty people were highly superstitious and frequently performed divination, the status of witches was very high, and most of them were men.Witches and prostitutes at that time were also highly respected and were called "goddess". They often came and went around wizards, and their main contacts were the nobles and wizards of the time.

In the Western Zhou Dynasty, when Duke Zhou made ritual music, everyone was embarrassed, and the status of witches and prostitutes dropped significantly.

"Book of Rites of Zhou" says: "Si Li was in charge of thieves, and his slave men were condemned as slaves and their women were tortured." This proves that most of the witches and prostitutes at that time became slaves, which were the earliest "official slaves" and "official prostitutes" prototype.

By the Spring and Autumn Period, witches and prostitutes had officially withdrawn from the stage of history, and were replaced by female prostitutes.

This industry was first started by Guan Zhong, the famous prime minister of Qi State. It is said that it was to increase tax revenue and stabilize society. After all, there were many single men at that time. It may also be his personal preference. Under his promotion, 700 nvs appeared in Qi State.

The place where the nvlu lived was called "nulv", which later became the brothel.In addition to the state of Qi, there were also monarchs in the state of Yue who strongly advocated female concubines.

There is a record in "Yue Jueshu": "In Dufu Mountain, Gou Jian general attacked Wu and moved the widow to the mountain, thinking that she was a dead soldier, but she was not dedicated. The later ones said that Gou Jian was also a wandering sergeant."

During the Warring States Period, the trend of nvlu became more and more intense. Every vassal state had a nvlu industry. The nvlu industry where these brothel girls lived was called the "military market", which mainly supplied the army...

During the Western Han Dynasty, Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty even established Yingnu Lu to provide special help to the soldiers.Ying Nu Lu belongs to the official organization, they have no personal freedom, and their main sources are the wives and daughters of criminals.

In the Han Dynasty, once a man was convicted of a crime, his wife and daughter were mostly exiled to the military camp as a female slave.These poor women not only had to meet the needs of the smelly soldiers, but also took on household tasks such as washing clothes and sewing, and even served as nurses.

In the eyes of the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, the status of women in the camp was almost equivalent to that of a toilet. They were used when needed and discarded when not suitable...

"Book of Han Li Guang Su Jian Biography" records: "The Lingba battle attacked it, and the crossbows were fired, and they fell down in response to the string. The captives also walked up the mountain, and the Han army pursued and killed thousands of people. The Chanyu was frightened and summoned the soldiers on the left and right. More than [-] cavalry attacked the mausoleum.

After fighting and leading in the mausoleum, they traveled south for several days and arrived in the valley.In the continuous battle, the native soldiers were wounded by arrows. The one who suffered three wounds carried the chariot, the one who suffered two wounds carried the chariot, and the one who suffered one wound held the army and fought.Ling said: "Why is my morale so low that I can't raise my spirits? Are there any women in the army?"

When the First Army came out, a group of thieves from Guandong moved their wives to the border. Those who followed the army were the wives of the soldiers and hid them in the car.All found in the mausoleum were killed with swords.The battle will resume tomorrow and more than [-] people will be beheaded..."

This profoundly describes Li Ling's power, and also reflects the cruelty of war, as well as the misery of those female soldiers in the army...

Since ancient times, rise and fall have made people suffer, and war has made people suffer even more. War has often accompanied rise and fall.

The eldest brother, Zhang Dalin, felt a little resentful that iron could not be made into steel. "Third brother, can you think of something more serious? Your Xiaocui, do you have a future with her? You, the tomb robber, and she, a female concubine, do you have a future?" ?”

"Yes, the third child, she doesn't like you. What we have to do is to work hard to make money, buy better tools, recruit more people, and become bigger and stronger step by step. We are just the strongest tomb robbers in Xinye now. In the future we will He will be the strongest tomb robber in the Han Dynasty. What happened to the tomb robber? Then he will steal the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang and the tombs of those high-ranking officials and nobles..."

"Boss, second brother, you don't understand, Xiaocui and I are in true love..."

"..."

Zhang Dalin and Wu Ergou didn't want to say anything more. The brothers they had made could only do this with tears in their eyes.

"Go ahead and make money."

It didn't take long for them to dig up Wang Mang's body, wrapped in a quilt.

"Brother, there is no coffin."

"You're not a rich person in this wilderness, so it would be nice to have a quilt, at least it's not a straw mat."

Zhang Dalin said, slowly opening the quilt and revealing the body inside. "Ah!" Big Fat Liu next to him suddenly shouted.

"Crack!" Wu Ergou's torch fell to the ground. "We were surprised. The three of us brothers traveled all over the country. We have never seen anything. Don't call him my brother in the future. I can't afford to embarrass this person."

He picked up the fallen torch, his hands seemed to be shaking, but he held the torch with both hands and seemed much calmer, but his trembling feet betrayed him.

"Brother, your legs seem to be shaking."

"Fart, I'm cold."

"Wrap it up and take it away."

The scene was probably too unbearable to watch, so he immediately asked the two brothers to wrap it up and carry it away.

"Brother, do you think there is so much hatred that you want to pluck out all the skin?"

"How did I know? We just collect the money."

The three of them then carried Wang Mang's body and left. After walking for half the night, they came to a remote Taoist temple and knocked on the door.

It was a man of about 20 years old, wearing a Taoist robe, with three thousand black hair, like a waterfall. He was very attractive, tempting people to commit crimes, but there was a different kind of light in his eyes, and he seemed to be able to see through everything in the world.

"Employer, I brought you the body. Can you pay the other half?"

Zhang Dalin got straight to the point as soon as he arrived and put down the body wrapped in a quilt.

Three against one, and they have killed people before, so I have the advantage. This is Zhang Dalin's idea.

The young man took out a box and opened it. There was money inside, "Take whatever you want, these are all yours."

Liu Dalin and the three people looked at each other, and there seemed to be a hint of coldness flashing through, but the boy in front of them had already seen through it. He said with a half-smile: "Why, you still want to kill me? You think I still have more money, you can Search, search, whatever you want, and if you can find an extra penny, it’s all yours.”

Probably seeing through his thoughts, Zhang Dalin smiled coquettishly and waved his hands quickly, "No, no."

The three of them took the money and were about to leave, but the man behind them stopped them. This sentence: "Wait!" made Zhang Dalin feel murderous and felt like he was being targeted by a beast.

"Second child, third child, let's go!"

Just when he shouted these words, there was a pop, and an arrow shot directly into his chest. The man in front of him took out a crossbow from under his robe.

"Why is there a crossbow?"

Zhang Dalin felt that his life was disappearing little by little, and his blood was gushing out.

"Big brother!"

Wu Ergou, the second eldest brother, and Fatty Liu, the third eldest brother, both pulled out the daggers from their waists and wanted to rush in to rescue their elder brother. However, looking at Zhang Dalin's resolute eyes, they seemed to understand everything due to their years of tacit understanding.

"go!"

Neither of them were fools. They knew that the daggers in their hands were no match for the crossbows, so they ran out as fast as they could.

"call out!"

There was another sound of a bow and arrow being fired, and the bow and arrow were fired straight towards the third son, Fatty Liu, but Wu Ergou threw himself in front of him and blocked the fatal arrow for him.

"Second brother!"

Fatty Liu hugged his second brother who served as an arrow for him, his eyes were red and he almost shed tears of blood. It seemed that at this moment, he felt that death must not be terrible. What was more terrible than death was watching his two brothers die in front of him.

"Third brother, let's go. You are the youngest among us. Remember to avenge us. Don't believe that Xiao Cui. She will lie to you, but we will never. Let's go."

As Wu Ergou said this, he pushed Fatty Liu, pushed him out a foot away, and fell to the ground. Then he turned around and threw the dagger with all his strength towards the Taoist priest in the room. The Taoist priest easily He dodged, then staggered over and tried to close the door, but he fell down just a foot away from the door...

Fatty Liu was also decisive. He rolled on a donkey to dodge an arrow, and then while the Taoist priest was loading the arrow, he ran away with all his strength. Even though he was fat, he was quite agile when running, and he disappeared from the room in a short time. The young Taoist priest came into view.

The young Taoist priest looked at Fatty Liu who had disappeared and murmured to himself, "Let's go, let's go, it's all your life. They exchanged their own life for yours. God's will..."

There was a faint touch of emotion in his eyes. It was difficult for tomb robbers to have feelings for each other. Generally, tomb robbers were biological fathers and sons or brothers.

Because when many people get money, they will kill the person in the tomb and will not let him share his money. As the saying goes: "People die for money, and birds die for food."

They must be ruthless to rob tombs, but they did it for two other people.He was willing to escape for them, spend his life to buy time, and even block arrows for others. That was the most sincere and passionate emotion he had not seen in many years.

"Every time righteousness slaughters more dogs, most of them are scholars who are ungrateful."

The young Taoist priest immediately picked up a hoe, dug a pit, and buried the two people who died in the yard. Then he hugged Wang Mang's body, wrapped it in a quilt, and walked toward the distance. The destination in the distance was the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang...

"Huh...huh..."

On this side, Fatty Liu, who had escaped, ran for half the night, panting, and very tired in time, but he seemed to have endless strength. He ran to the place where the three brothers hid their money, which was a Chinese chrysanthemum tree. The three of them Sown.

The chun tree is revered as the ancestor of trees. It has a long-lasting meaning. It has tenacious vitality and can live long, so it is regarded as a symbol of long-lasting beauty.

He dug out all his money, then spent a lot of money on the black market to buy a crossbow. After getting ready, he rushed towards the dilapidated Taoist temple at that time.

But when he arrived, there was nothing there, only a medium-sized mound of soil. He recognized the traces, probably from some mysterious induction, and was convinced that it was the place where his eldest and second brothers were buried.

He dug like crazy, struggling until his hands bled, and finally found the bodies of his eldest brother and second brother. He hugged their bodies and cried heartbreakingly...

Looking back on the past, the three of them were all orphans. They experienced too much cruelty and almost starved to death several times. They finally chose to rob tombs because they were ruthless enough. They were doing well in the Xinye generation and at least they had enough to eat. …

"Boss, second brother, I swear, I will make him pay with blood, and the nine tribes will be wiped out!"

From this moment on, he seemed to have matured in his belief in love. He bought the best coffin and buried them properly.

Then, he returned to Xinye and looked at the place he had longed for - Wang Nü Lu. He seemed to be able to see through all the windows and see the people inside. Hearing the laughter of men and women coming from inside, his heart was unusually calm. .

(End of this chapter)