Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 37
"Is that the person?"

On the bustling street, a few people squatted on the street corner and looked around ghostly. They were as wretched as thieves. Their appearance provoked all the aunts and aunts who passed by to call out perverts, and at the same time, they dragged down the tightly covered skirts. Pulled and walked away quickly.

But Song Qingshu didn't care about the trivial matter of being treated as a hooligan by the aunts at this time, he put all his thoughts on the old beggar who was being peeped by them..., uh, investigating.

Following the direction of Song Qingshu's finger, I saw a lazy old beggar scratching his head, catching lice with a performance art hairstyle uglier than a chicken coop, leaning against the wall and dozing off leisurely, others were still busy When it comes to earning a living, only a beggar like him can live such a leisurely life, stretching out his clothes to eat, and opening his mouth to live a moist life.

He didn't even need to ask for food. In such a short time, Song Qingshu had already seen more than a dozen little beggars donate the money they had so hard to get to this guy, especially there were two grocery stores. Zhuang's buddy also hurried over to give the money.

That's one or two taels of white Jingjing broken silver!

After receiving the money, this old beggar was still playing awe-inspiring, twitching and scratching a few big ears, and the corner of the mouth of a boy from the cloth shop was broken.

This is the main conflict between Zhang Xianzhong and Zhu Cunbiao. The biggest income of the headhunters is to blackmail those small businesses, or act as a protective umbrella for those local hooligans and thieves to collect money. Anyway, the officialdom is dark now, Mr. Guan As long as there are no big disturbances on the ground, they will not be idle and uphold justice, and the common people who suffer are also weak and have to swallow their anger, such as the brothers Ma Er Ma Saner on Dice Street.

Headhunters are more like the bosses of the underworld.

But this method is not feasible in Zhang Xianzhong's jurisdiction, who made Zhu Fengguo out of his subordinates!

The magistrate has no right to control the clan's violation of the law. They can only report it to the Zongzheng Temple. But now the clan is almost 30. How can the Zongzheng Temple far away in Beijing have the energy to manage so many inferior clan members who have turned into beggars? !People are still busy with party disputes!This kind of legal laxity has made many local clan members completely unrestrained by the law.

Relying on the status of the hereditary lieutenant of Fengguo, Zhu Cunbiao used his privileges to the extreme. His methods are somewhat similar to those of the great ancestor Zhu Yuanzhang back then. First, he unified the beggars near the depression in Nancheng. The government never cared about the life and death of beggars anyway. With such a cruel method, all the beggars nearby had to regard him as their ancestor.

After unifying the beggars in the neighborhood, Zhu Cunbiao began to dominate the rivers and lakes. He blackmailed anyone who opened a restaurant, a grocery store, and a cloth shop in the south of the city. There are a large group of beggars begging for food and begging. Whoever dares to come to do business will get a yellow shop in less than three days, and those rich families get married and celebrate their birthdays. Give?It was the fate of Zhao Yuanwai last time!
Under such circumstances, Zhu Cunbiao and Zhu Fengguo lived a very happy life, which would not be exchanged for a prince, but the problem is that when he is moist, Zhang Xianzhong will suffer. Other headhunters spend their days drinking and drinking, just look at the crappy house he lives in I knew that things were not going well, and the other head hunters would offer filial piety every now and then, coaxing Chang'an county magistrate Zhang to laugh like a grandson all day long, and Zhang Xianzhong and Zhang catcher didn't even have a single gift all year round. It's no wonder Shangguan can give him a good face.

Zhang Xianzhong did the dirtiest, tiring and most dangerous work, and was called to be scolded by the county magistrate every three days. Zhongcheng District is the center of Xi'an city, where the royal families gather here, and there are a lot of shitty things. It is not good to work hard every day, and it is not bad to barely make ends meet with three months' wages a year. It is no wonder that Zhang Xianzhong hates Zhu Cunbiao to the bone.

What happened yesterday hit Zhang Xianzhong's final bottom line. Historically, it is estimated that Zhang Xianzhong rioted in the middle of the night, killed Zhu Cunbiao and his beggar disciples, and then fled to Yansui Town to serve as a frontier soldier. The frontier soldiers rebelled, and finally became the famous Eight Great Kings in the world.

But last night when Song Qingshu went to find Zhang Xianzhong, history took a small turn here, because Song Qingshu proposed another plan!
Looking at the direction of Song Qingshu's finger, Scarface nodded listlessly: "That's right, it's him. This old ghost is called Qingluhuhu. He is the most scheming man. He was cited by Zhu Cunbiao as a think tank and made him a beggar prime minister." , No, the important task of collecting offerings is entrusted to him!"

"Damn it, a beggar is called Huazi, and he's even named prime minister!" Zhang Xianzhong, who had suffered a lot and had a deep hatred, listened to Scarface's explanation, his scorched face was immediately filled with disdain, and he scolded and hummed.

"Are you sure this guy is a soft bone?" Song Qingshu asked dignifiedly, but the scarred face of the boss was not happy when he heard this, and he patted his chest and shouted: "This pair of tricks, I'm out to see you, kid!" Besides, I haven't missed anyone in my life!"

Fearing that Song Qingshu would not believe it, Xia Xueyi hastened to explain: "Don't look at this guy's ugly appearance, in fact his bloodline is much closer than Zhu Cunbiao's, he is a close branch within the five generations of Qin Wangfu, he was named a lieutenant of Zhenguo, and two ranks of great Zhu Cunbiao! Moreover, Zhu Cunbiao’s backstage, Eunuch Liu, the eunuch in charge of the front hall of the Prince Qin’s Palace, was recommended by the green fox, and under this background, the green fox was eaten to death by Zhu Cunbiao, who is soft if he is not soft?”

I really didn't expect to meet another phoenix son and dragon grandson, and after confirming the soft bone attributes, Song Qingshu nodded viciously: "Brother Zhang, do it!"

Probably not the first time he has done this kind of thing, Zhang Xianzhong took out a cloth bag from his arms, and walked ahead with a grim smile, while Song Qingshu and Scarface blocked him one by one, Scarface was pushing a trolley , A moment of passing by, a black sack was put on, and before anyone knew it, an old beggar disappeared by the side of the road.

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In the south of Xi'an, there is a depression near the original Wei River. The terrain here is so low that it turns into a swamp when it rains. The few houses originally built by the government here have all been abandoned and turned into ruins. I am willing to live here, usually it is as quiet as a ghost town, but today, there are three more sneaky figures.

Seeing that no one was around, he found a broken room and slipped in, and then threw the sack on the ground. Song Qingshu immediately fell in admiration of Zhang Xianzhong. He didn't know if he had been a human trafficker before, and the anesthetic he made was so effective. , The old beggar has not woken up until now.

Tie the old beggar twice with hemp rope and tie him to the broken chair like a pig. Song Qingshu took two steps back as if he was relieved. It's still smelly, and it made him dizzy.

Zhang Xianzhong, on the other hand, poured a pot of cold water over it skillfully, and his face was suddenly stimulated. The blue-haired fox couldn't help waking up with a jolt, seeing Song Qingshu and Zhang Xianzhong looking at him with malicious intentions, the old beggar couldn't help being startled and shocked. Angry, he opened his stinky mouth that smelled like a sauerkraut jar, and cursed as soon as he opened his mouth.

"You three filthy and lowly thieves joined the army and dared to kidnap my old man. If we found out, you would not be able to eat and walk around. Your whole family will be sold into brothels, you stupid fool, and you You, Zhang Huanghu, don't think that being a head catcher is a big deal, killing you with my scoop is like crushing an ant!"

Hey!This one is non-violent non-cooperative!Seeing that Scarface and the Eight Great Kings were both full of veins, Song Qingshu simply tilted his head to give way, and said gloatingly: "The two old brothers will talk to this fox prime minister first, and the younger brother's matter will be discussed later." Say it again!"

Already unable to hold back his anger, Zhang Xianzhong went up and slapped two big slaps on the face. This force was much stronger than that of the young boy in the cloth shop with the green-bodied fox, and the front teeth of the green-bodied fox were thrown out.

While smoking, Zhang Xianzhong also yelled: "Kill me? Master Zhang will kill you first!"

With two professional hooligans like Zhang Xianzhong with a scarred face, in less than a cup of tea, the green-haired fox was subdued, and the old face full of dirt was beaten white, spitting blood and groaning weakly He hummed: "Stop beating! Stop beating! In your store, old man, I will help you speak well to your ancestors! Let him stop embarrassing you! Stop beating!"

Zhang Xianzhong shook his head proudly at Song Qingshu and motioned for him to go up, Song Qingshu was also unceremonious, showing the demeanor of a young and Dangerous boy, and swaggered away In front of the green-haired fox, he snorted coldly, "I heard that Zhu Cunbiao and Zhu Fengguo often compare themselves to their great-grandfather! He also called the place where he lives the imperial palace, and made you prime ministers, generals of civil and military affairs? This Is there something wrong?"

After all, he was born in the clan, so he still has some political consciousness. When Song Qingshu asked something wrong, the face of the green-haired fox changed immediately, and he sprayed the unprepared Song Qingshu with a bad mouthful of spittle.

"Fart your ancestors! You are a thief! If you have the ability, you will kill my old man! Let's see if my family will not kill your whole family!"

Song Qingshu almost fainted from a mouthful of foul-smelling saliva, and wiped his face angrily, Song Qingshu hugged Zhang Xianzhong again in a rage, it was useless.

This time, the green-bodied fox turned into a stone in the latrine, smelly and hard, Zhang Xianzhong's hands were sore, but the fox still looked like a dead lump, and refused to let go.

"Hey! Don't you say he's a soft bone? This..."

The time is getting later and later, once the disappearance of this guy is exposed, it will be useless to ask him, Song Qingshu couldn't help complaining and asked Scarface.

"Maybe it's because he wasn't afraid of it!" Feeling that he had lost face, Scarface also became ruthless.

"The Jurchen Tartars have to be subdued even in my hands. I don't believe that Xia Xueyi's methods can't subdue an old beggar! Look at me!"

Pushing away the tired and panting Zhang Xianzhong, Scarface stepped forward confidently, but seeing that he didn't beat or scold him, he just kept undoing his belt and taking off his trousers, and Song Qingshu felt a chill when he saw it.

I heard that homosexuals are popular in the military, so stay away from them in the future...

(End of this chapter)