Gongqing bone

Chapter 72
He didn't care about other problems in Yunnan at all; even with his father-in-law's ability, whether he could solve them was a problem.

So what if the people live in dire straits?It doesn't matter if they are high-ranking officials and generous salaries.

It's ridiculous to think about it, but she didn't see the true face of the Zhou dynasty early on. A country's feudal officials can easily be used as bargaining chips on the chessboard!This family surnamed Zhou is stupid, vicious, vicious, and evil. It's not bad if we don't talk about "putting the people upside down"! ...

For some reason, Jin Hua saw Du Heng's face became more and more ugly, and jokingly said an "interesting story":
"Young Master, I don't know. Although we are a small place in Mengla, we have seen the 'big world'! Not long before I was tied up, a group of horse bandits on the Lanzhang River in Nanmi fought with barbarians from Annan. !
The Nanmi Lanzhang River was so powerful that it couldn't stop the sound of the two groups of gangsters fighting; the rider fought with the elephant rider, and the rider was nimble enough to charge up and cut down an Annan man, and then he himself was killed An elephant was trampled into muddy meat, and it didn't take long for the banks of the Nanmi Lanchang River to be covered with bloody white flowers...

Many people were not hacked to death. They accidentally fell into the Nanmi Lanzhang River. If they were lucky, they would be hit by the rapid current on a rock and died on the spot. If they were unlucky, they would be swept away by the waves and buried in the belly of the fish... It is absolutely impossible to survive in the river..."

The words of Jin Hua caused Xue Feibai to look sideways frequently, what good or bad luck is there if they are all dead without a place to bury them?And Miss Jinhua, are you sure you're not exposing your scars to gain sympathy?What kind of horror stories are these?
Sure enough, after listening to it, Du Heng's complexion became more and more bad, but he still patted Jin Hua's hand in a comforting manner... Xue Feibai's eyes were tearing apart, my wife, do you have the ability to judge whores!

Du Heng didn't know what messed things Xue Feibai was thinking about. She only knew that the story Jinhua told was not the one that Xue Feibai told her, and then they used this to discover Mengla by chance. of it?

Du Heng felt a little regretful and confused. She didn't know whether what she had done was right or wrong. She just killed Long Wanzong and took a piece of gold, which caused such a big storm in Yunnan...

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The New Year's Eve atmosphere in Yunnan is strong, and Beijing and China are even more reluctant to give way.Compared with the silent wedding of the Xue family, the tenth prince Zhou Yan's wedding was extremely grand, and the princess was naturally Du Weilan, the heroine in that "Flower Fair".

But even though the tenth prince was at fault, there were many people in the capital who pointed fingers at Du Weilan. She, the concubine, was a head short among all the concubines before she even passed the door.

What's even better is that Miss Xiao Zimei, who uttered a wonderful sentence, received the tenth prince's personal jade pendant, and Miss Xiao, who could no longer marry another person, received a decree from the Central Palace to be a side concubine. , married into the palace with Du Weilan.

These coquettish operations of the Tenth Prince were really unexpected.Brazenly stepping on and holding a handful is still a matter of the daughter's family, and it is not easy for others to criticize.

If Xue Feibai, the master of house fighting, knew about his operations, he would probably only sound confused: what he did seemed like a bowl of water, but in fact he couldn't please anyone.

But now Xue Feibai doesn't care about the tenth prince's grievances, and he feels that his mouth is about to drip down the corners of his mouth.

Things have to start from an hour ago:
They just arrived at Mengla on New Year's Eve, and made some repairs when they rushed to Jinhua's village. Not surprisingly, all the people guarding the village had been replaced, and Du Heng and the others entered the village at sunset.

The sunset in Mengla in winter is slightly earlier than that in Beijing in summer, and the sun is already setting at the right time:

The sun was slanting to the west, and the sun gradually retreated from the mountains in the west with the last bit of blood-like afterglow, and the rolling mountains gradually changed from blue to dark purple, leaving only black outlines in the night.

Looking from a distance, I feel that the sky and the earth are about to meet. Looking up, the clouds seem to be overwhelming. Only in this way, can the mountains dare to sleep in the embrace of the sky.

Today's firecrackers have been ringing non-stop, and the patrolling people have gradually become impatient: Who doesn't stay at home on New Year's Eve?What's the point of patrolling... When will we be able to change shifts...

Thanks to their absent-mindedness and indifference to the abnormal noise, Du Heng and the others, led by Jin Hua, entered from the weak point of defense.

Because of the lush vegetation and the fact that the local residents live in two-story bamboo buildings with stilts.When there is no light on the top, seven feet down, the bottom floor without walls and sundries is an excellent hiding place.

In this way, the two-story building with only people living above is not only protected from the heat and heat, but also protected from insects and earthquakes, which is an eye-opener.

But in this huge village, the houses in the outer ring were not lit at all, except for the torches lit by the gatekeepers when they first entered the village, it looked like there was no popularity at all, and the dark main building had a ghostly coldness.

Jinhua led them all the way to her house, and soon saw the bright yellow candle light, faintly smelling the smell of food; the candle was bright but not warm; it was smoky but not popular, even though the men drank , Gambling, shouting voices can be heard endlessly.

This is a big bamboo building.

"It's Grandma and Eldest Sister!" Jin Hua wanted to stand up subconsciously, but Du Heng grabbed her with quick eyes and hands, and shook her head silently.

Du Heng squinted his eyes, and vaguely saw the figures of a dozen women squatting outside with a firepit cooking.

Du Heng seems to have seen somewhere that the firepit and the tripod on it are sacred in some national cultures, and cannot be crossed, kicked, or dismantled.

But from time to time, there are always tall figures of men crossing the fire pond. They kicked them indifferently until they made a "bang bang bang dang dang" sound, and then ran along the corridor "dong dong dong", With the yelling and cursing in the inner room, it seems that the thatch on the roof has a tendency to be lifted up.

They picked up a jar of water and returned the same way.Du Heng estimated that what they took back was probably wine.Those women who are cooking have to pay close attention to their movements all the time, otherwise they will only suffer for themselves if they are kicked; if they are unlucky, they will have to be punched and kicked.

"The front is my home..." Jinhua pointed to the flat-roofed earth palm house not far away, which was slightly different from other bamboo buildings. The house was built close to the foot of the mountain.

Jin Hua stared at the house closely, afraid that the huge house would disappear from her eyes, but she couldn't take a step.

(End of this chapter)