Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 99 Sharp turn down
There were so many incidents in a bustling day in Xi'an, and there was no peace at night. The Governor's Mansion was full of detectives and horses, and all the yamen were also noisy, especially a certain county magistrate, who was so worried that he was full of money. But for Shaanxi outside the provincial capital, night is just a word.

quiet!
The real silence, within hundreds of miles, you can't even hear a dog barking, and the villages along the way are deserted. The originally rich fields, the weeds grow taller than people, maybe for the farmers in these villages. Said that no matter what kind of rebels they don't care anymore, because no matter how bad life gets, it won't be worse than it is now.

However, a certain uncle was unlucky, and walked into the night without even a place to stay.

"Damn it, if this group of unscrupulous people were placed in Taizu's reign, they would all have to be exiled to the army!"

Finally, it stopped at a deserted village, and after swearing viciously, the leading official on a tall horse waved his hand resentfully: "Camp on the spot!"

Pushing the heavy cart, a group of family members were exhausted long ago. They scattered in all directions as if they had been pardoned, and rested on the spot. Fires were lit one by one, but they were also blown like will-o'-the-wisps by the wind.

The two men brought buckets and were going to the village to find water, but amid the urging of a large group of people coughing and smoking, two balls of green fire flew past suddenly, and the two men lay on the ground without humming.

"Who?"

Pulling out the knife abruptly, amidst howling like a wild wolf, crossbow arrows from all directions flew over like raindrops in an instant, a large group of screams suddenly sounded, and individual figures rushed to the ground, and finally, the fire was covered by blood pressure. Most of it was gone, a group of ghost shadows quietly surrounded from all directions with bloody knives and crossbow arrows.

Hit by an arrow in the shoulder, covering the bleeding wound, the leader collapsed on the cart in panic, shouting in horror: "Don't kill me, I'll give you all my money, gold, silver, what do you want?" for what..."

Before he could finish speaking, more than a dozen long knives stabbed in the shadow of the ghost.Without humming again, the leader holding the cart pulled the whole box and fell to the ground. With a crash, the gold and silver ingots rolled to the ground. One side of the flying fish robe was exposed, and the golden light of the blood-stained python dragon's teeth and claws reflected in the firelight seemed ferocious and frightening like a ghost.

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Chang'an County Prison.

Song Qingshu, who entered the palace for the second time, was familiar with sitting cross-legged on a brand-new mattress, laughing sneeringly. On the opposite side, the Zhao family father and son, who had no experience in prison, were circling around a wooden barrel in a panic. Several pieces of soap were thrown aside, exuding a fishy smell, cardamom, saponin and many other precious raw materials were also scattered.

The two dying father and son really threw everything into it, but unfortunately, their chemistry was much worse than Song Qingshu's, and the bloody dumpling they got together in the end was really worse than the worst bath beans on the market.

I understand it in my heart, but I just don't say it, because you are impatient!Even in prison, Song Qingshu's mood is still exceptionally comfortable, he really hates the two father and son to the bone marrow, now there is a kind of pleasure of revenge filling his heart, his eyes are bloodshot, Song Qingshu just looks at it slowly.

"Hmph, dog slave, you don't need to watch the fun. Sooner or later, I will make it. Isn't it just a broken soap? I still don't believe it!"

Zhao Neng, who was full of anger and was still catching lice, couldn't bear it, and yelled viciously at Song Qingshu, but Song Qingshu grinned when he heard it.

"Mr. Zhao, I will teach you something for free. From now on, if you see someone wearing a black gauze hat, you will call him an official; if you see someone wearing a brocade robe, you will call him a master; Li, how many beatings do you have to suffer?"

Zhao Neng almost died of anger, but hearing the title of exile for three thousand miles, he trembled violently. He didn't even care about the biting lice. In a panic, he put his hand into the bucket again and squeezed Soap that can't do it.

Zhao Yuanwai at the other end seemed to know that he might never be able to work with that thing. He sighed and pulled his hand out of the bloody and disgusting experiment barrel. He sighed and gave Song Qingshu a fistful of helplessness.

"Big nephew! I didn't expect to come to this point! At the beginning, your father-in-law rescued the old man, and the old man was so grateful. That's why he invited him to Xi'an City, helped him settle down, and helped him find a place to live. , Even my son's most important marriage is entrusted to him to handle, even if he messes up, the old man will ignore the past and try to buy you a relationship, or can you come out?"

"Nephew, let's stop fighting, loved ones are hurting, enemies are quick! Just help us, and when you have paid off the debt your father-in-law owes to this old man, you will feel at ease, okay? "

Old man Zhao is going to play the family card, but Song Qingshu is happy to hear his argument.

Good guy, don't say that you made up the last paragraph, we owe you the life-saving grace!Feeling that your old man's life is so worthless.

This time, he just let out a sneer, and Song Qingshu ignored him, and still stared at his father and son with such a smile on his face.After calling twice in a row, the old man Zhao was also annoyed, and suddenly turned his face like an old monkey's butt, baring his teeth and yelling: "Don't be complacent, little grandson, do you really think there is no one behind our Zhao family? This old man is sympathetic to you and gave you a chance to tell you that it is not certain who will be exiled for three thousand miles!"

After scolding, this guy is still like a hornet with a scalded ass. He rolled up his sleeves and stretched his hands into the bucket to pinch and cooed. Song Qingshu sneered once again.

What does it mean that you can still live if you do evil by the sky, but you can't live when you do evil by yourself!
But thanks to these two bastards, this time the marriage ceremony was completely in vain, and I didn't make a good obeisance, let alone a bridal chamber!Thinking about it, I feel ashamed of the two girls in my family. After I go out, I have to find a way to make up for them, but how can I make up for it?
There is a smooth slope in Naga of Funiu Mountain. Why don't you take your two girls to the countryside when it snows, and have a ski wedding on an auspicious day?

After finally diverting his thoughts, Song Qingshu thought happily, when he thought of how to hold Caiwei's waist "hand in hand" and teach her to ski, Song Qingshu's mouth showed a slight smile again, but at this moment, the prisoner The door was kicked open suddenly with a slam, and amidst a few people looking back in astonishment, the chubby Chang'an county yamen servant and a few strange men in Tsing Yi barged in sullenly.

"Master Mao!" The two father and son of the Zhao family immediately rushed to the prison railing excitedly, shouting loudly: "Master Mao sent me some soap, Xiaomin is very grateful!"

This guy has to cheat in the middle of the night?However, there are so many eyes in the prison, Song Qingshu is not afraid of him, and will sit back when the time comes, maybe even this fat county magistrate will lose his position, thinking, Song Qingshu also greeted lazily: "Good evening, my lord, It's really fun to come to the county office at such a late hour!"

Who knew that the fat magistrate's face suddenly twitched violently, and he didn't pay attention to the Zhao family father and son, but suddenly yelled at himself: "Song Qingshu, you have committed a serious crime, why don't you plead guilty now?"

Song Qingshu who yelled this was taken aback for a moment, and then yelled in astonishment: "I, Song Xing, sit up straight, and I can plead not guilty!"

"Several thugs! Come, drag them out, beat them!"

The situation became too fast. Amid Song Qingshu's horrified yells, several strange men in green clothes smashed open the prison, dragged him out, and pressed him to the ground. Hearing the board behind him being raised high, Song Qingshu was so anxious He yelled angrily: "Magistrate Mao, are you going to torture me? Have you thought about the consequences?"

The dog county magistrate obviously shivered when Song Qingshu shouted, but surprisingly, he shrank back instead of speaking. Beside him, the beardless guy in the green coat and hat smiled sinisterly, and immediately used a sharp The voice commanded harshly: "Hit!"

The tenacity was so strong that the bamboo board was pulled to his back suddenly. Song Qingshu knew what a dark feudal reactionary rule was, and he immediately screamed out in pain.

This group of people obviously intended to punish people, but they didn't even yell when they beat them, and they whipped out how many sticks they slapped. At first Song Qingshu was still twitching violently in pain, screaming violently, but gradually But it turned into numbness, flowing down the damaged back and skirt continuously.

I am also really grateful to Old Man Xing and Hongniang Xing. If it weren't for Old Man Xing's ancestral medicinal bath and Hongniang Xing who beat him like a sandbag every day, he would have been beaten to death long ago when he first came to this era.

If so, Song Qingshu's screams also weakened after dozens of crackling boards were pumped down, and he became dying. The face of the fat county magistrate was twitching violently, and the Zhao family father and son beside him were excited Yelling loudly, especially Zhao Neng, whose eyes were red with excitement, yelling viciously as he slapped the railing next to him.

"Good fight, kill this dog slave!"

"Elder-in-law, is it enough? If you continue the fight, it will be difficult to explain if you are killed?" It was as if the sun came out from the west, and the county magistrate Fei actually started talking to Song Qingshu, but the man in Tsing Yi pouted impatiently With a wave of his hand, the two beating men in Tsing Yi retreated to the side.

"Shopkeeper Song, this county respects you as a man, but, but you can't help yourself, you, you, you just recruit!" I really don't know what happened, the voice of the fat county magistrate was trembling with fright , tremblingly held a certificate in front of Song Qingshu, barely coughed up a mouthful of blood, Song Qingshu's voice was extremely weak, but looking at the confused certificate, Song Qingshu still snorted disdainfully.

"Innocent to recruit!"

"It's stubborn, the miscellaneous family has already said, why do you do this?" After teasing the fat county magistrate who was still unwilling, the beardless man in Tsing Yi actually picked up an iron bar himself, and held it high at Song Qingshu's head stand up.

"Boy, I want you to be a sensible ghost, a mud-legged ant-like person, who dares to intervene in the family affairs of the royal family and feudal vassal. You will go down to accompany you in the next life. Be a man in your next life. Go, hahahahaha!"

Hearing this cold laughter, Song Qingshu's already dizzy eyes widened for a moment...

(End of this chapter)