Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 200
If you are doing business, you can earn 30 taels in one day, which is absolutely gratifying, but for the begging army with more than 4 horses, today is really a day of failure. No one asked Shi Tianfu's whereabouts .

If you find him, you can find a breakthrough in Shanxi merchants, and rely on Shi Tianfu's influence to enter this class. If you can't find him, there are so many Shanxi merchants, small merchants are useless, and big merchants can't easily cooperate with Song Qingshu. The plan to establish a foothold in Shanxi will be much more difficult. Listening to the report, Song Qingshu shook his head in distress again.

In the morning, when the head of the gatekeeper looked at him like this, Song Qingshu was dejected, and led the people he brought with him, wandering around, and ran to the outside of Dai County, planning to go back to Wutai Mountain to make a long-term plan, or to inquire in the countryside. Or turn around and go south, try your luck at Qu's house in Qixian County, and see that Qu Botao, an old bastard, has never climbed up from the belly of a Western woman in Guangzhou and returned to Shanxi.

But just as the group of people walked out of the cave at the city gate, suddenly a yamen servant galloped over from behind him and the others, looked at Song Qingshu and the others' burdens and made a fuss, and suddenly shouted hastily.

"The ones who caught these noodles are the spies of begging thieves!"

In an instant, cold sweat dripped from Song Qingshu's back.

Not only the Qihuo army and his party were shocked there, but even the guard at the door, the officer corporal with a big beard and a fierce face, was stunned for a moment, and cried out in disbelief: "How is it possible, they are all prostitutes. Master Noodle, you are a good crafter, did you make a mistake?"

"Master County Magistrate's handwritten letter! Mr. Sun identified it himself, do you want to disobey?" The yamen servant arrogantly pulled out a document from his waist pocket, and slapped it on the face of the bearded corporal who guarded the gate. Looking at the red official seal on it, he knew Regardless of whether it was irreversible or not, the corporal leader waved his hand listlessly, and with a hula, more than a dozen officers and soldiers surrounded the gate again.

"Damn!"

If you don't want to make a fuss anymore, you have to make a fuss. Looking back at the yamen servant who was waving his hands arrogantly, Song Qingshu really gritted his teeth with hatred for Mr. Sun who didn't know which hole came out.

Maybe Song Qingshu acted too harmless to humans and animals in the morning, or he didn't quite believe that these ramen masters could be rebels. The bearded corporal also walked up to him with a knife in his hand a little helplessly.

"Walk with me, shall we?"

"I'm sorry, my little family has a lot of business, so I won't be with the official, hey!"

He clasped his fists and cupped his hands in a sad look, before the corporal leader got angry, Song Qingshu suddenly pointed his fingers back, subconsciously, the corporal turned his head, but he regretted it the next second, the cold blade Resting on his neck, he looked thin. Song Qingshu's two arms stretched around his neck like a boa constrictor. He almost turned his bearded eyes out of his tired eyes. In an instant, the leader of the army was held hostage in Song Qingshu's hands.

The incident happened so suddenly that the yamen servant on horseback was stunned for a moment, then he pulled out his knife and shouted, "Kill them!"

"Grandpa will kill you first!" I have long seen that this guy is not pleasing to the eye, and he really got mixed up with the murderer Zhang Xianzhong. He took out the firecracker hidden in his clothes in the morning, and Li Dingguo's baby face was full of murderous looks. The gun directly hugged the official dog's leg off the horse, a large amount of blood dripped from his chest, he kicked his legs straight from the fall, and he seemed to be dead.

Just now when the officials wanted to arrest people, many ordinary people were still watching, and some were cursing regretfully. This time, they saw the blood and died, and a large group of people fled in all directions, and the whole Dongchengmen building was in chaos. In one piece, there were screams and cries everywhere, the two leaders were gone, and the gatekeepers were also confused.

"The road is facing the sky, each side of the road! The city belongs to the imperial court, and your life belongs to you. I hope you don't make things difficult!" The knife was on the bearded man's neck, and the firecracker was still pressing on his temple, but there was no such thing as in the morning. Song Qingshu's cheeks burst out with an extra ferocity at this time, as the small businessman was respectful and respectful, and he yelled loudly with a gun in his hand.

"That's right! That's right! Brothers, I don't treat you well! Here, let the military masters hurry up and make way!" Whose life is not his life, with a knife on his neck, the bearded man is also yelling in fear with.

The officer just now proved that the firecrackers in the hands of the thieves are no longer fire sticks. He looked at the row of firecrackers that the thieves took out of the noodle bucket!The muzzle of the black hole was pointed at himself, and the defenders at the door waved their hands and retreated.

Coming out of the doorway smoothly, Song Qingshu was still afraid of shooting arrows from the city gate, so he went out for tens of meters with the bearded man, and then suddenly kicked him on the buttocks, and the noodle cooker on the back of the group also No more, just run away.

The scale of the ancient city was about that large. When the population of the city grew to the point where the city could not fit, there would often be a large number of dwellings attached to the city wall. During the defense of Beijing under the command of Yu Qian, the Ming army had ambushed a large number of dwellings under the city. The Tatar cavalry who attacked the city dealt a heavy blow. This generation of county is considered prosperous enough, and there is a large area of ​​residential buildings outside the city. If you run into it, you don't need to worry about the shooting of arrows by the officers and soldiers for the time being.

Walking through the small alley in a hurry, even Song Qingshu was running panting, three times and two times, and ran out of the street in the direction of the morning, but before Zhao Sheng was carrying a Northwest God's Tale hanging a stall flag After rushing out, Song Qingshu yanked his collar and pulled him back.

"Stop on horseback!" Li Fu Dingguo on the side also cursed viciously.

"it's here!"

At this time, more than 50 horse-riding police officers outside also spotted them, yelling and bypassing the large residential area in the outer extension, and rushed over with yelling, pulling Zhao Shengyi who was running straight by the collar with numbness in his scalp, Song Qingshu ran back sadly.

"Enter here!" There was a tavern not far from the back, and he ran ahead and kicked open the door. Li Dingguo waved his hand anxiously, and a group of people hurriedly followed behind and hid in. The last Chen Laowu just went in, and the officers and soldiers The cavalry also arrived, and the horse's head almost missed the signboard of the tavern, and the horseman on it dragged the horse's rein resentfully and circled around.

There are really people who are not afraid of death, leaving their horses, probably treating Song Qingshu and his party as small thieves. The first ten or so policemen actually dropped their horses and rushed in with their knives drawn. They just hid behind the counter and saw Li Dingguo's silly face. The chubby baby face suddenly grinned, and Song Qingshu pulled out the two short revolver guns that Song Qingshu gave him almost at the same time, holding both hands facing the door and snapping them.

Hearing the sound of gunshots, Song Qingshu's personal soldiers who ran into a daze also drew their guns, but saw a large area of ​​fire flashing in the room a few meters away from the tavern, and the thick gun smoke wafted outwards. Go, the dozen or so detectives who were still arrogant just now danced disco like dancing endlessly with their knives in their hands. There were a lot of blood holes popping out of the black linen police uniforms on their bodies. After finishing, these guys fell limply to the ground just now.

I don’t know if the two are lucky or unlucky. The biggest disadvantage of the revolver is that it is not air-tight and has little strength. It hides behind people and avoids a lot of damage. Although it was not pierced, the lead shot still bites. They got into the meat and beat them all covered in blood. They cried and cried like ghosts, and the two escaped from the broken tavern.

It's cool, the bullets are gone, and there are no metal bullets like the later generations. The revolver also needs to compress the gunpowder and lead bullets into the nest. Watching Li Dingguo angrily pull away the gun post and quickly reload it, Song Qingshu Annoyed, he glared at him, seeing that the descendant King Jin of Nanming shrank his head in desperation.

After this lesson, the officials outside will probably dare not come up for a while, and let their subordinates fill up. Song Qingshu looked out through the smoke anxiously. Two legs must not be able to run with four legs, and those who ride horses outside The officers and soldiers were no less than seventy or eighty fast, and they had to find a way to get them off.

But before Song Qingshu could think of a way out, a flash of bright fire suddenly came into view, damn it, these beast officials and dogs actually burned the house!

"Hurry up and pack it up, go out and fight the fuck! Let's go back after grabbing the horse!" This time he was cornered too, Song Qingshu turned his head and yelled gloomyly, and the foreheads of the other guards who heard him saw sweat immediately.

I don't know how many years this small shop has been dry. A dozen torches were thrown over, and a fire broke out directly behind the door. Seeing that the door was almost sealed by the fire, the beggars inside were coughing. , the loading was even slower, and the Song Qingshu reading was even more anxious.

But just when Song Qingshu was going to pretend as much as he could, and rushed to fight his bloody way, the wooden wall next to the stairs in the tavern was suddenly kicked away by a big kick, and then, the bearded face who had just been dragged out of the city by Song Qingshu's neck The corporal poked his head out and fired a line, and Song Qingshu's muzzle directly pointed at him.

He was almost scared to pee, the bearded man hurriedly raised his hands without a teacher, and lowered his voice to yell.

"The ladle handle is on the top, the little one cuts darts! I have heard the reputation of the ladle handle for a long time, and the fire is hot here, and the eagle claws outside the door are stabbing my hand! Please go with the little one!"

Song Qingshu heaved a sigh of relief after listening to the slang words of the good guy. He is also a gangster on the green forest road. He was stalking at the city gate, and then encountered robbers from wealthy merchants. Everyone is a thief, but you can believe it. Nodding, Song Qingshu waved his hand behind the photo: "Let's go!"

There is a courtyard behind the tavern. It is estimated that this is a den of thieves. There are already three guys with the same type of scar face Liu Zongmin squatting there, and there are more than 20 horses in addition. Song Qingshu was overjoyed when he read it.

More than [-] people quickly pulled over the horse, two cavalrymen who were not enough, the bearded man kicked open the outer door, and immediately pulled a blue and white walking mule to turn over. run.

Ahead, the officials brought more than a dozen bows and arrows and were aiming at the door of the store, planning to make smoked rabbits. Suddenly, there was a sound of horseshoes. The horse-riding policeman also got on his horse, cursed and chased him away.

Hundreds of horses galloped on the small plain of Xinding, causing smoke and dust to rise high...

(End of this chapter)