Chapter 702 Bandits 3

As soon as Shang Jinzhong finished speaking, the room suddenly became quiet. The yellow-faced man beside the shopkeeper Song made a gesture of standing up and slashing. However, the shopkeeper Song seemed to have never seen him at all and smiled: "Since that's the case, a certain family will not force Shangdu to come. Brother Huang, go and take the package from the box on the right side of my mount!"

The yellow-faced man didn't dare to ask too much, and hurried outside. After a while, he took a green package. Manager Song took the package, took a gold hairpin, a pair of silver bracelets, and handed it over, saying, "Shangdu Head, when someone entered this house just now, he saw that the cattle was small, and there must be no big livestock. How could this crop work be without oxen? You can take these things away and go to the market to change the oxen, which is also a little bit of a wish for a family."

"How did this make me meet Manager Song by chance and receive such a heavy gift!" Shang Jinzhong was not only not angry after he refused the request, but gave him a heavy gift. He was also moved and hurriedly refused. Manager Song stuffed the golden hairpin and silver bracelet into Shang Jinzhong's hand and said, "Although you and I met by chance, men are just like each other, so just accept it quickly. If you refuse like this, can you look down on Song?"

When Shang Jinzhong saw that Manager Song spoke, he had to take the gold hairpin and silver bracelet, and said with a slight look at the villain so much, but he really didn't dare to take it. He just had a child from the family, and he was really inseparable. He was really a child!"

Manager Song reached out to help Shang Jinzhong up and said with a smile: "Everyone has their own ambitions, how can you force yourself? But if you are in the slack season, you can come to a certain family to gather! When you arrive in Hengzhou, you will go to the Song family shop to report Song Erlang's name!"

Shang Jinzhong's heart was full of gratitude at this time, and he kept ***. The shopkeeper Song stood up and bowed and smiled, "It's getting late, and I have a way to go, so I'll say goodbye!" While he was speaking, he walked out of the house. With an order, the men resting outside stood up to pack up their livestock and walked along the mountain road. The shopkeeper Song jumped onto the mule and smiled at Shang Jinzhong, "Let's leave today, and a family will wait for the big car in the village!"

"I dare not, Xiaoke wishes Manager Song a good journey!" Shang Jinzhong bowed deeply. When he stood up, Manager Song and his group had already walked away. He looked at the figures that were leaving the mountain road, then looked at the gold hairpin and silver bracelets in his hand, and felt that everything seemed like a dream.

On the mountain road, Manager Song sat on a strong mule. The copper bell hanging on the mule's neck swayed with the ups and downs of the mountain road, making a crisp sound. The man surnamed Huang followed the mule, wanting to speak but stopping. Manager Song suddenly asked, "You are wondering why I didn't kill the man surnamed Shang?"

The man surnamed Huang was stunned and immediately replied in a low voice: "Yes, since that man knows what kind of business the boss is in, his name and origin, he is a bit unwilling to join the gang. If he doesn't kill him, he will be in trouble!"

"Oh? Who said I let him go?" The shopkeeper Song swayed on the mule's back and smiled, "Although I let him go today, at most, within three months, the man will obediently throw himself over to me. Isn't it better than being forced to come now!"

"Are you really that?"

"That's natural. You have also seen the power of Wu Jun firearms this time. If it weren't for the trap, the seven brothers might not be able to eat dozens of people even if they were in a partnership. But the firearm is no different from a fire stick in your hands. Today, I finally encountered a person who could use it, so how could I kill it with one knife? Please wait and see. In less than three months, this guy will definitely be obediently thrown into my village and train the village head for me!" Speaking of this, the shopkeeper Song couldn't help laughing.

Shang Jinzhong gave away the shopkeeper Song and his group. He returned to the house and took out the gold hairpin and silver bracelet from his arms. Only then did he have time to carefully look at the two jewelry pieces. One end of the gold hairpin was beaten into a dragon-shaped shape, and a pearl was strung by a silver thread spitting out from the dragon's mouth, hanging in the air, reflecting beautiful light in the sunlight; and the surface of the gold hairpin was exquisitely carved with gorgeous patterns. Although Shang Jinzhong was considered a middle-class family in the past, he had never seen such precious jewelry. He quietly put the gold hairpin back on several tables, and a confused look appeared on his face.

"Mr. Lang, nothing happened!" A voice came from outside the house. Shang Jinzhong raised his head and saw Lian Niang appearing in front of the door with a panic face. He quickly stood up with a smile and replied, "Nothing happened, nothing happened, it was just a passing merchant. He drank a few sips of water at our house and rested his legs. He had already left just now!"

"Okay, that's fine!" After hearing Shang Jinzhong's answer, Lian Niang immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As a woman who had tasted the taste of losing her husband, she could not accept losing the man in front of her again. At this time, the flashing light on several tables attracted Lian Niang's attention. She walked up, picked up the golden hairpin, showed a look of doubt on her face, and asked, "Where did these things come from?"

Shang Jinzhong hesitated for a moment and replied truthfully: "There was a brother in the caravan who was once in the army who introduced him to their leader with me. I refused the leader's solicitation. These things were given to me by the leader."

"You refused to recruit, and the leader would give you these things?" Lian Niang's face was full of suspicion. Although she had no knowledge, the exquisiteness and preciousness of the jewelry in front of her could still be seen. How could such expensive things be given to others casually?

When Shang Jinzhong saw his wife's expression, he couldn't help but regret why he let the other party see these things, but at this time he could only say it directly. He smiled and said, "Yes, the leader has a few military equipment in his hand, which I used in the past, so he practiced it several times to see it. These jewelry were given to me by him and asked me to buy a cow, so that it would save more effort to plow the fields!"

"Plowing the ox!" The sudden ecstasy immediately washed away the doubts in Lian Niang's heart. With the ox, she could plow more fields, make more food, and let the two children eat enough... She could no longer think about it. For a village woman, what higher requirements could she have? She was almost wiped out by the huge sense of happiness.

"Tomorrow, no, after the several acres are rectified, you will bring dry food, go to the market to sell the hairpin and bracelets, and come back to buy a cow. I will help you clean up the things you went out." Lian Niang said hurriedly, and walked towards the inner room. Shang Jinzhong reached out and grabbed his wife and said in a deep voice: "There is no need to sell them all. Just sell this gold hairpin to buy a pair of bulbs and bracelets. You will leave the pair of bracelets for you. You followed me and didn't give you anything, but you're a loss!"

"Yeah!" Lian Niang leaned happily towards her husband's shoulder and whispered: "I'm in the field all day long and I don't need such valuable items. I'd better keep them in stock and be a trunk when my child is old. Alas! That leader is really a kind person. The Bodhisattva blesses him to live a hundred years old!"

"Yes!" Shang Jinzhong responded, reached out to put his hand around his wife's shoulders, and the feeling of happiness filled his body. The couple looked at the golden hairpins and silver bracelets on several tables, and their eyes were full of longing for the future.

In Hengzhou and Changning County, there were two men with red upper bodies lying in front of the lobby steps. The two yamen runners were serving one, waving bamboo boards to perform punishment. As the bamboo boards were hit, red marks appeared on the back of the tortured person, and then turned blue and purple. The sound of a dull heavy object hitting the body echoed in the county hall, mixed with the suppressed cry of pain, which made people feel creepy.

The sound of the stick finally stopped. A man in soap clothes came to the hall and bowed to the green official on the head and told him: "Report to the county lord, ten spine sticks have been beaten!"

"Yeah, bring it up!"

With a burst of yelling, the two men who had just been sentenced were helped by the yamen runners. They knelt in front of the county magistrate. The county magistrate said in a deep voice: "You two are used to doing official business. There has been no news on the loss of the military plan of Mr. Cheng for ten days. I will blame you for ten sticks today. If the case is not solved in five days, I will beat you fifteen more times, and so on. If the case is not solved within one month and the lost property is recovered, you don't have to be beaten. Just work directly on military law. You two will be executed and your wife will be killed in the government office. Do you know?"

The two were the county magistrates and thief Cao in Changning County. Today, there was a property from the Chengtaiji Store in Tanzhou. They were robbed of bandits and were robbed. Zhong Envoy's mansion immediately passed down a strict order and the local government solved the case within a specified period. As local officials seeking robbers, these two people naturally could not escape the relationship. They were still clueless and had no idea, so they had to bite the bullet and get beaten with a stick. At this time, after being beaten, 60% or 70% of their lives had already passed away. They had to respond half-deadly, and then they were supported by their subordinates, applying medicine to treat the wounds without mentioning it.

The two of them came to the outside room. The doctor who had prepared had cut the skin with tiles for them, released blood stasis, and then washed the wound with strong liquor and applied ointment. Fortunately, the yamen runners who executed the execution were all under the command of these two. They were at their own right when they started. Although they looked scary, they were only skin injuries, and they did not hurt their muscles. In addition, the two were still strong and sat up in a short while and used medicine porridge. The county magistrate was the first to sigh: "This case has no reason. It is really a disaster. There is no clue at all, but it is a five-day match, serving the sticks, and what should we do!"

"Yes, everyone knows that the shopkeeper of Cheng Taiji in Tanzhou held Zhong Jun's thigh, and the property he took was all for military pay. Even the guards accompanying were all heroes in the army. How could ordinary people move? How could we deal with such a strong disciple? Not to mention serving a stick, even if we were to kill us all!" The thief Cao said here, with a frustration on his face, looking like he closed his eyes and waited for death. It turned out that after the Wu army entered Chu, the bankrupt tea households and the defeated soldiers combined, became a large number of bandits, gathered in the mountains and forests, plundered public and private merchants, and had a great public security. However, this was the first time that Zhong Yangui was furious and urged him to compete.

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