Years of the Republic of China 1913

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Before Fang Zida could react, he was the only one at the gate, plus the durians on the ground that were tied like zongzi.Looking down at the messy pile of banknotes in his arms, and then at the wriggling pomegranates, Fang Zida couldn't laugh or cry, what's the matter!Tossing and tossing tossed and tossed himself in, this Mr. Yuan is really unreliable in his work.

Just walking like this is not an option, Fang Zida had no choice but to pat on the door of Yang Du's house, and after a long time, the door finally opened. Seeing that Mr. Yuan had long since disappeared, Yang Du's icy expression eased, but Seeing the pomegranates on the ground, Yang Du immediately became angry again.

Pull Yang Du into the yard first, Fang Zida said with a wry smile what happened just now, let him look at the large bank notes, and then pointed to the pomegranates outside the door, no matter what, let Yang Du say something today, say something Regulations, you can't fight with gods and get yourself into it.

"Forget it, today's matter is my Yang Du's bad luck! Quan should be bitten by a mad dog." After getting angry, Yang Du thought about it carefully and stomped his feet: "Brother Cheng Ming, please give me a message to let Yuan Keding this kid Give me a drink to make amends another day."

"This is no problem, Mr. Yuan must be happy."

"Hmph! If it wasn't for the president's sake, I'd have to beat him up to vent my anger!" Yang Du cursed a few times before finally making his decision.In fact, if you really want to make things worse, it is inevitable that Yuan Keding, the eldest son, will punish the family law. Yuan Shikai is not a talkative person, and his family education is very strict. No one in the family is afraid of him, not to mention Yang Du's position in his heart. Not low.But Yang Du also had his own concerns. Although he had suffered a great loss, if he really offended Yuan Keding by making a fuss over it, it would not do him any good in the future, and he would lose face if this matter got out.Now that Yuan Keding has accepted the softness today, Yang Du, who is under the steps, will go along with the flow.

"Brother Xizi, what about this person?" Fang Zida asked, pointing at the durian.

"I don't care what he does! If it wasn't for his dirty hands, killing him would not relieve the hatred!" Yang Du cursed through gritted teeth with anger in his eyes.

Fang Zida shook his head and said, "Then you can't leave it here and ignore it? If there are more people in the morning, I'm afraid..."

Yang Du was stunned. If he just let this person go in his mind, he wouldn't be so magnanimous. You must know that his cheeks are still red and swollen, and it will take a few days for them to disappear. Although Yuan Keding made a mistake today, After all, the one who can do it is this short-sighted Liuzi, the so-called enemy is extremely jealous when meeting each other, he must not be spared so easily.But it's not a problem to let him leave here like this, just like what Fang Zida said, how to clean up when people come and go at dawn?After pondering for a long time, Yang Du couldn't figure out a way.

Frowning and thinking for a while, Fang Zida had an idea, and said in a low voice, "Well, shouldn't I go to pick someone up tomorrow? Why not..."

After muttering for a while, Yang Du hesitated for a while and finally made up his mind: "Success! Just do as Cheng Ming said, and I'll call right away!"

Zhang Biao was locked in a dark cell, with a dozen or so white marks on the opposite stone wall, and each mark represented every day he spent here.That night, Zhang Biao was inexplicably arrested from his home. Zhang Biao thought that the police had arrested the wrong person. He called for injustice and wrong, but no one paid any attention to him. The killer of the regiment was involved in the assassination of the president.

Zhang Biao was stunned by this thunderous news, President!A few years ago, this person was like the emperor of the Qing Dynasty. No matter how courageous Zhang Biao was, he would not dare to do such a thing.What's more, he, Zhang Biao, didn't do anything at all, and he didn't know what a bloody group was. How could he, a commoner who only relied on his strength to earn a living, get along with these things?

At first, he tried his best to distinguish, hoping that the master Qingtian would be able to see clearly and help him clear up his grievances. Who would have thought that what happened next would make him unable to even shout out his grievances.First, someone identified him, and killed Zhang Biao in one bite. Zhang Biao was an accomplice of the blood light group.The conscience of heaven and earth, Zhang Biao thought about it, but he didn't understand who the person who identified him was, and what kind of grudge he had with him to harm him like this.Immediately afterwards, he was given a severe punishment in the prison. Zhang Biao, who really couldn't stand the punishment, was told that he should not do it every day, and that the land was not working. He had no choice but to "take a confession" according to their wishes. Afterwards, he was thrown in this place, alone in a prison cell, with heavy iron shackles on his hands and feet, and only the tall four-foot-square window on his head. It is estimated that there are not many days left, and every day he draws a seal on the wall, silently counting how many days he has left to live.

"Dinner is ready!" With a cry, two broken bowls were stuffed into the iron bars. Zhang Biao struggled to move, squatted down and reached for them.

When the bowl was in his hands, Zhang Biao saw that it was not a hard, rough-faced cornbread but rice, and there were vegetables and meat on it. Zhang Biao's tears immediately fell, his hands trembled, and he couldn't help crying.

"Damn it! Cry your ass! Eat, eat!" The prison guard who delivered the food cursed and walked to the other end, holding back tears. Then Zhang Biao picked up the chopsticks made of two branches, and took a mouthful. Swallowing hard the best meal he's had since he's been here.

"Mother! Mother! The child is not filial! I won't be able to serve you anymore..." Although the food was delicious, he couldn't swallow it. Zhang Biao, who was in tears, knew in his heart that this special meal was probably his severed head. After dinner, he put down his chopsticks, sobbed and knelt down, and kowtowed several times in the direction of his home.

Ten minutes later, the prison guard who delivered the food turned around and saw Zhang Biao sitting down on the ground with lost eyesight. He had only taken a few bites of the food in front of him, and immediately cursed displeasedly: "Zhang Biao! Hurry up! Hurry up!" Pack up after eating and get on the road early!"

"On the road... on the road... finally going on the road..." Zhang Biao muttered to himself, suddenly regained his energy, grabbed the bowls and chopsticks, and ate the food desperately, thinking about what to do while eating You can't be reincarnated as a starving ghost.

Zhang Biao put down the empty bowl and belched, wiped his mouth and yelled outside, "Hey! I'm done eating, let me have some wine!"

"Wine? Damn! It's good to have something to eat and why the hell do you want to drink? Even I don't have to drink!"

"What's the matter? Didn't everyone say that there is food and wine for the severed head meal? What about the wine? Why is there no wine? Private embezzlement, yes! It must be private embezzlement! Bullying! This is really bullying!" Zhang Biaoyue Thinking about it, I became more and more angry, and grabbed the iron bars with both hands and shouted angrily: "Wine! I want to drink! You can't do this! You can't do this! Give me back my wine!"