Daming wolf ride

What is pain, what is darkness—the days when Amin was imprisoned.

For this uncle who always wanted to kill him, Mrs. Hong did a great job. Not only did he have people build a brick wall as high as two feet high around his mansion, he didn't even leave a door, only opened a door. The hole is about the size of a dog hole, which is convenient for sending some food and daily necessities in.

Food is only something that can fill the stomach, meat is basically invisible, and some will only be delivered during the New Year and holidays.Of course, the premise is that Mrs. Hong, the khan of the Dajin Kingdom, can think of Amin as his brother that day. If he can't remember, then Amin can only wait in the mansion for a long time in vain, and then pat his buttocks and pinch his fingers to calculate his departure. How many days until the next holiday.

The height of [-] zhang [-] would be [-] meters for later generations. This height is enough to make Amin "look at the wall", but Mrs. Hong is still worried. All the trees were cut down, all the handicraft banner slaves in the mansion were sent to other places, and a group of tall trees taller than the wall were moved outside the fence, blocking the sunlight from entering.

This is not at ease. The soldiers inside and outside have to patrol back and forth every day to ensure that Amin will not suddenly climb to the high wall to breathe fresh air. They also need to regularly check whether there are long vines on the wall. Come out, Mrs. Hong racked her brains.

Amin who couldn't go out must not be able to bear it at first, scolding his father and mother all day long in the mansion, sometimes beating the slave half to death, sometimes smashing things to pieces, but no matter how much he tosses, he just keeps going. Don't even think about getting out of it.

About half a year later, Amin became keen on sex with bedbrothers. Fortunately, Mrs. Hong was not too bad, otherwise Amin would have to murder countless children and grandchildren like the otaku of later generations up.

The more times you do it on the bed, the woman's belly will naturally grow bigger.Good guy, Amin gave birth to five sons and four daughters in three years in one breath, which makes people have to admire his function, and it also proves that whether a person eats well or whether he can give birth to a son is absolutely irrelevant. related.

Mrs. Hong never imagined that Amin could give birth so well in such an environment. Whenever she received a report from the guard saying that Fujin of Amin had a big belly again, Mrs. Hong really didn't know whether to smile or suffer.

Amin doesn't know if it was intentional, or if he was really fooled. Whenever a new life comes, he will always give Mrs. Hong a memorial. There are only two things in the memorial. One is to ask Mrs. Hong to give his wife They should improve their food, and the second is to demand that his children must be awarded titles.

For these two requests, Mrs. Hong was able to agree at the beginning, asking someone to send some meat in, and even symbolically conferring one or two insignificant titles to Amin's son.But then he heard from the guard that every time the meat delivered fell into Amin's stomach, but his wife and children didn't eat it, Mrs. Hong immediately became so angry that she never paid attention to Amin again.Although A Min continued to go to the spa, she could no longer get a response from Mrs. Hong.

The crime of confining Amin back then was mainly to abandon the four cities of Yongping in the pass. Another reason was that someone accused Amin of having a different ambition and had always been dissatisfied with Hong Tai.

At the time of the court meeting, it was a death penalty, but Mrs. Hong changed it to confinement in order to gain fame.The death penalty was absolved, but Amin's property, except for twenty banner slaves, belonged to his brother Jierhalang, and the eldest son Airi was also executed, which was a bloody lesson for Amin.

The death of the eldest son really stimulated A Min, and those days of darkness also turned the first battle general of the Eight Banners into a big fat man. He used to wield a long knife to kill people, but now he is busy raising a gun to make people.The whole person has also changed from a hero to a shameless bastard, otherwise he would not have come up with the bad idea of ​​asking for meat in the name of his wife and children.

Amin is a useless person, so useless that Lian Mingjun smashed through the wall and rushed to his house. He was still hiding in the room of Jian Fujin and busy doing that. When he was caught, he was still naked, or Fujin on his side realized something was wrong, and hurriedly found clothes for him to put on.

I don't know if it's because the mansion hasn't been able to see the sun for a long time, or because Amin's eyes are not very good, he couldn't tell whether it was the Ming army or the Eight Banners soldiers who came in, he just looked at the Ming army rushing in and smiled, laughing so much The Ming army couldn't help admiring: This Tartar is really a hero who is not afraid of death!No wonder the higher-ups want to focus on him.

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When Dayong saw A Min, the fat man finally came to his senses, but he didn't panic too much. Instead, he sat there very calmly, holding a sheep bone that the Ming army was going to bring, and gnawed with gusto.I don't know if this guy is pretending to be stupid or really being fooled, or if he hasn't eaten mutton for many years.

Dayong, who came here full of murderous intent, was confused by Amin's indifferent appearance, which looked like an expert outside the world. He was a little afraid to confirm whether this guy was Amin, so he turned around and asked Jiang Wanli: "Is he really Amin?" Min?"

Jiang Wanli nodded: "This person is indeed Amin." After finishing speaking, he added, "I met him outside the capital when I was following Mandutang, but he was much more airy then than now. , and much stronger."

Dayong smiled, and looked at Amin who was devouring it. It seemed that he didn't see any heroism in this guy. Apart from the impressive impression of being fat, there was no other perception.

If time is like a pig-killing knife, but it has only been three years, there is no reason why Baqimeng, who was so surprised at the time, will become a fat pig so quickly.

Dayong couldn't figure it out, so he could only ask Jiang Wanli, "Did he say anything?"

Jiang Wanli shook his head, and said: "No, people clamored for food from us as soon as they came, and they looked like the womb of a starving ghost."

"Really stupid or fake stupid?" Dayong said to himself, and walked up to Amin. The guards were afraid of accidents and wanted to rush ahead, but Dayong waved his hand to signal that he didn't need it.

Amin noticed that Dayong walked in front of him, but he didn't raise his head, and still gnawed on the leg of lamb.

Dayong was not in a hurry, and only waited until the meat on the leg of lamb was almost gnawed, before he asked, "Are you A Min?"

Dayong thought that Amin would pretend to be stupid, but after hearing this, Amin put down the leg of lamb. Although there was no meat on it, he still held it tightly in his hand, as if someone would snatch it.

Seeing this, Dayong chuckled lightly: "There's no meat left, throw it away, and I'll ask someone to bring you another one later."

Hearing this, A Min's obese body moved, but he didn't do what Dayong said, but still tightly grasped the meatless leg of lamb.

Dayong shook his head, he didn't know why, but he didn't have any killing intent in his heart, he just felt that Amin's current appearance was so pitiful.

After secretly sighing, Dayong turned around and walked out. Jiang Wanli couldn't help but chased after him and asked, "Why didn't the commander-in-chief kill him?"

"This man is useless, it's not worth my hands. Since Mrs. Hong doesn't want him to come out, you can send someone to dig a hole in the place where he is confined and bury his family alive. This is also worthy of dying at his hands." The people of Yongping and my elder brother are gone."