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Chapter 609
Time: The first year of Kaiqing in the Song Dynasty, the third day of November.

The location is Jingmen City on Jinghu North Road in the Southern Song Dynasty, which is regarded as the south of the city where the poor gather. There is a small blacksmith shop in the front and a small courtyard with three living rooms in the back.

When there was a gong sounding "Duang~" outside the window, there was another sentence from the watchman shouting, "The sky is dry and the things are dry, be careful of the candles, it's a quarter of the sea."

In Fu Damang's dizzy head, he immediately came to his senses.

I know it's time to go to bed, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have the energy to do things when I wake up tomorrow; the butcher Xiang wanted the butcher's knife, but he said he would come to pick it up in the afternoon.

After thinking of this, Fu Dabangzi didn't dare to delay.

Picking up the last half glass of wine at hand, squinting his eyes and drinking it in his mouth, he still didn't forget to grab the remaining salty beans in the bowl with his fingers.

'Kacha, Kacha~' chewed it up, and swallowed it.

Then, this guy got into the dirty and smelly bed, and after blowing out a bean-sized oil lamp beside the bed, he planned to go to sleep.

The problem is, even if I see him working hard all day, he is already very tired physically; just now he drank half a cent of stale wine extravagantly, and now he is quite drunk.

But in the cold bed, Fu Dabao tossed and turned for a long time, but he couldn't really fall asleep.

However, considering his own actual situation, it seems understandable for such a scene to appear.

His real name is Fu Yishan, and his occupation is a folk blacksmith in Jingmen City. He is thirty-one years old this year; the nickname Fu Dagangzi comes from the fact that he has developed a pair of muscular blacksmiths through years of blacksmithing. arm.

It stands to reason that Fu Dabaozi's blacksmithing skills are good, and he can work hard as a man.

There is also a small courtyard inherited from the family at home, and at such an age, it is not possible that even a daughter-in-law cannot be married.

When it comes to this point, Fu Dabangzi is full of grievances.

As early as when he was 19 years old, under the order of his parents and the advice of a matchmaker, he married a young lady who was also named for her outstanding appearance in a few alleys around her.

It's a pity that his parents left one after another shortly after they got married; later, before the little lady had time to give birth to him a boy and a half girl, she contracted a strange disease.

Fu Dagangzi is also a man of benevolence and righteousness. He has always devoted all his family resources to treating his wife's illness.

In the end, after he owed a huge amount of debt, the lady died. After all these years, he had worked so hard, but he was just about to pay off that debt.

Under such circumstances, how can I get another one if I have spare money.

"Ms. Thief, after I have paid off those debts and saved another three to five pennies, I must invite a matchmaker to propose marriage to the widow Sun in the next lane."

In a daze, when he was about to fall asleep, Fu Dagang thought so in his head.

The pockmarked face of the widow grandson is indeed a little bad in appearance; but for a widower like him, the chubby flesh is the key point.

As for women, isn't it more important to have a strong body and good fertility?

As for other vain things, blowing out the lamp is not the same thing.

It was probably because of this thought that Fu Dabangzi felt sleepy just now, and under an inexplicable excitement, his whole body became energetic, or in other words, excited.

Don't wait for him to do some meticulous handicraft work with callused hands in desperation.

All of a sudden, he heard a few almost undetectable footsteps in his own yard; suddenly Fu Dabao's whole body trembled, knowing that a thief had come to the door.

He no longer cared about any handiwork, so he got up quickly.

While wearing his shoes, he touched the handmade single knife on the head of the bed.

He planned to slash through the door once those thieves came in, and shouted loudly in his mouth, beckoning the surrounding neighbors to help.

It's just that during this process, he didn't notice that a bamboo tube had been inserted into the tattered window paper, and a puff of powder had been blown in silently.

Soon after, Fu Dagangzi, who couldn't sleep at all, suddenly fell to the ground after his eyes suddenly went dark...

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"Grandfathers, you have tied up the wrong person. If you go to the south of Jingmen City and inquire about it, you will know that my family, Fu Dagangzi, is so poor that I am an old widower who can't even afford to marry a young widow.

Now I am alone in the family, and I really can't afford the money to redeem someone.

I also ask all the grandpas to show kindness and let me go like a fart; the villain must have rotted all the things that should not be said after returning home.

I will also set up a longevity tablet for you, burn incense every day, and pray to the Bodhisattva to bless all grandpas with a long life. "

Looking at the faces in front of him, it seemed that they were not kind. Fu Dabaozi, who knelt down on the ground with swords in their hands, begged for mercy bitterly.

Talk!When he woke up again, the sky had already brightened up.

After opening his eyes, he found himself in a remote ruined temple outside the city.

Although his hands and feet were not tied, he didn't dare to run just looking at the dozen or so gangsters with fierce faces who were designated to carry their lives on their backs.

At the same time, looking at this scene, I basically thought of what happened to me.

Wasn't he tied up by a strongman outside the city, and then waiting to pay money to redeem him.

It's just that these strongmen didn't ask carefully before kidnapping people. Why did they kidnap themselves?My family is so poor that I can't get any money.

Is it to tie up the Niu Daguan who opened Jiaozipu, or the horse shopkeeper who specializes in specialties from the north and the south.

Aren't these guys with a lot of wealth and many concubines more promising than being tied up by themselves?

Immediately, Fu Dagangzi knelt down on the ground facing these people, kowtowed like pounding garlic, and begged bitterly in his mouth.

You know, if he dies here, wouldn't Widow Sun take advantage of others, wouldn't their old Fu's family be cut off.

Unexpectedly, those strong men burst out laughing after hearing this, making Fu Dabaozi's heart inexplicably terrified.

After a while, those strong men stopped laughing.

One of the bearded men finally spoke up:
"You guys are really interesting. Do you really think that we are stupid thieves who specialize in kidnapping people and asking for ransom? Blind your dog eyes, do you know who is this hero in front of you?"

When he said this, he pointed to the man sitting on a stool next to him.

The man was a few years younger than himself, with a white face and a Chinese character face, with a burly figure and a pair of arms that were probably thicker than himself.

It is obviously dressed by a warrior, but it looks quite clean and tidy; it even has a smell that only scholars have.

Instinctively, Fu Dabaozi kept shaking his head, expressing that he did not know this hero.

Seeing this, the bearded man didn't take it seriously, and continued to say:

"Let me tell you, a great event has come for you; this is Li San and Li Daxia, who are nicknamed 'Iron Hand and Copper Hammer' in the famous Xuan Ge camp in Jianghu.

Such a hero, how could he value your ransom money.

We invited you here, not because of your little ransom; but because we want you to help us go to a certain place for a period of time, and what you do is exactly what you are doing.

Not to mention food and lodging, there is still a salary of five guanqian per month, and if you do a good job, you will be rewarded.

alright!You just wait there with peace of mind, and after we invite some more people in the next few days, we can set off together; after three to five months at most, you can go home with a lot of money. "

After hearing this, Fu Dabangzi had no choice but to go back to the corner of the ruined temple and stay there, but he didn't believe a word of what these people said.

Without him, none of the claims are credible.

First of all, after the first year of Kaiqing, even if the ten copper coins became less and less valuable, but he survived exhaustion for a month on weekdays, and he could only earn one or two pennies.

Wuguan's salary also includes room and board, and rewards for doing well. How can there be such a good thing in the world?

If he really wanted to do such a good thing, wouldn't he be able to marry a widow in a month; if he worked hard for half a year, he would marry more than half of the widows in the south of the city.

In that case, is my waist still waiting to withstand it?

It's not about starving to death when you're hungry, or dying when you're full.

Secondly, if they really hired people to do the work, it would be great if they hired someone who had a relationship with the yamen as a guarantee, and then they would openly come to invite people.

I don't know how happy I am to have such a high salary, why did I have to kidnap someone in the middle of the night?

In short, no matter what kind of ideas these people are after, it is not a good thing anyway; I am afraid that after finishing their work, it will be time for their own death.

Thinking of this for a while, it seemed that he had no relationship with the chubby widow grandson and Fu Dabaozi, with an expression of despair that could not be concealed.

Li San, who clearly saw this situation, was in the modern plane.

Under Rouba's introduction, he has already joined a certain action movie as an important supporting role, and he can be regarded as a member of the Xuan Ge Camp team who has officially entered the film and television industry.

Suddenly, with a wry smile on his face, he cursed silently: "What the hell! What kind of shit is this..."

(End of this chapter)