Zhu Xiaosong knew that he was taking the blame for someone else, and he was sitting on the mountain. The pot came from the sky. The pot didn't say hello in advance, and it didn't care whether he wanted it or not. Anyway, it just hit him with a bang.

A Zhuangzi that I have never been to, but the gentry in the Zhuangzi were exterminated by myself and the money and food were distributed to the people? The thief Cao killed people in his dreams, and I, Zhu Xiaosong, beat up the evil gentry in my dreams?

Such a low-level method, let alone Zhu Xiaosong, even a money-deaf old dog can understand what is going on.

Of course, Zhu Xiaosong doesn't mind taking a few more scapegoats. Anyway, he doesn't itch if he has too many lice, and he doesn't have to worry if he has too many debts.

But this pot cannot be carried away in vain.

Zhu Xiaosong smiled and led the young men of Meng Lianggu's first company to the village. As soon as he arrived at the big willow tree not far from the entrance of the village, Zhu Xiaosong waved the young men to disperse on the spot, but he led two of his men towards the big willow tree.

go.

Under the big willow tree at the entrance of the village, several old men in ragged coats were gathering together to bask in the sun, with several half-year-old children running around.

There is no other way. Most of the people's houses these days are adobe houses with air leakage, and there are no heating facilities such as heating and floor heating. In addition, coal and charcoal are extremely expensive, and ordinary people are reluctant to burn stoves, so

I can only bask in the sun more to keep my body warm.

These old men had noticed the movements of Zhu Xiaosong and his group a long time ago. They wanted to run away, but they were afraid of making any noise and annoying Zhu Xiaosong again, so they could only bite the bullet and continue to bask in the sun. The few and a half people who were running around just now were

The older children also hid behind the old man.

At this time, seeing Zhu Xiaosong, the leader, and his entourage coming towards the big willow tree, these old men could no longer pretend and stood up one after another.

The shoulders of these old people were slightly slumped, and they didn't even know where to put their calloused hands. They looked at Zhu Xiaosong with confusion in their eyes, and barely had a flattering or even flattering smile on their faces.

But behind this smile was a deep sense of caution.

Zhu Xiaosong forced himself to smile and greet the old people, because Zhu Xiaosong couldn't explain what he felt in his heart.

When he reached the old people, Zhu Xiaosong said with a smile: "Old people, don't be afraid. We are neither officers and soldiers nor gangsters. We are just passing by our village and looking for a drink of water."

An authentic Shandong accent quickly narrowed the distance between Zhu Xiaosong and them.

Judging from the accent, these people in front of me are not too far away even if they are from other places. They also say that they are neither soldiers nor gangsters, and they speak politely. Although I still don’t know where they come from and what they want to do, but look at them

With the leader's behavior, he shouldn't commit murder or arson, right?

Several old men looked at each other in confusion. After a long while, one old man asked tentatively: "I wonder where you come from? Where are you going? But is there any use for this little old man?"

Zhu Xiaosong felt uncomfortable in his heart, and forced himself to laugh, and said: "We are only eighteen years old, but we can't be called uncle. Old people, please don't call us that. If you don't mind that we are from a foreign country, call us together."

Zhu Langjun will be fine."

The old man who just asked the question quickly said: "Oh, oh, the little old man has met Zhu Langjun."

Zhu Xiaosong smiled, then sat down on the ground again, pressed down with his hands, and said: "Old people, please stop standing like this. Sit down. Sit down."

Several old men looked at each other again, and then sat down on the ground one by one, but no one sat on the horse anymore.

Zhu Xiaosong knew that these old men had not completely let go of their guard and worries, so he did not persuade them anymore. He just said with a smile: "The old man just asked if there was anything he could do to help. Actually, this question is really asking.

We’ve come to the point.”

Several old men felt nervous, and the man who had just answered asked tentatively: "If there is anything I can do to help you, Zhu Langjun, just give me your orders?"

Zhu Xiaosong said with a smile: "Actually, it's nothing. Even we people have been traveling for most of the day and want to come to the village to ask for a drink of water and have lunch."

The old man who just answered was hesitant and said tentatively: "I think Lang Jun must have a hundred or ten people under his command? It's okay to have a long lunch, but our Xuzhuang is relatively poor, so maybe we don't have any good entertainment?"

Zhu Xiaosong laughed loudly and said: "Don't worry, we are also from a poor background. We will not eat this meal for free. I will give you how much money you should give. And these brothers under us, they are also from a poor background.

, no one will harm the villagers in the village."

After finishing speaking, Zhu Xiaosong took out a piece of broken silver from his arms, handed it to the old man and said, "Would you like to see if it is enough?"

The old man did not dare to pick up the broken silver. Instead, he waved his hand and refused: "What are you doing, Mr. Zhu Lang? You just want money for lunch. If you tell me, people should laugh at me, a Xuzhuang person, for being ignorant."

Zhu Xiaosong grabbed the old man's hand and forced the broken silver into the old man's hand: "It is only natural to give money for meals. Don't refuse, old man. If you don't accept this money, then we would rather not be in Xuzhuang."

Eat this meal.”

The old man was holding this ingot of broken silver in his hand, quite at a loss.

Zhu Xiaosong said with a smile: "You can just accept it. If you don't accept it, it will make us, this junior generation, feel uneasy."

The old man hesitated for a while, and finally said to the other old man: "Go to the village and shout, find a few people who know how to cook, and cook a meal for Zhu Langjun and the others."

After a pause, the old man added: "By the way, let Zhu Langjun kill my old hen, and then let's see who has chickens and let them kill a few."

Zhu Xiaosong noticed that although the old man was speaking to another old man just now, his eyes were always paying attention to his face. The reason why he proposed to kill chickens to entertain guests was actually because he was worried that his group would suddenly fall out.

.

Zhu Xiaosong quickly waved his hand and said: "What are you doing, old man? We are here to have lunch, and we are not here to cause trouble to Zhuangzi. It is a good thing to have old hens at home. We can lay more eggs for these little brothers."

Let’s eat.”

At this point, Zhu Xiaosong laughed again and said: "It is said that these young men can starve me to death. Don't tell me the joke. We are also poor. When we were as old as these little brothers, we

I woke up hungry in the middle of the night and wanted to eat a steamed bun, but I know what it feels like."

Seeing Zhu Xiaosong's sincerity, several old men finally let down their guard. Except for one old man who went back to the village to ask someone to cook, the other old men slowly showed smiles.

The leader of the old man habitually touched the dry tobacco pot and wanted to light a pot. However, he suddenly remembered the existence of Zhu Xiaosong. He immediately laughed and said: "Make your husband laugh."

Zhu Xiaosong smiled and took the dry cigarette pot and cigarette bag from the old man's hand, packed it for the old man and handed it back. He took out the huozhezi from his arms, came to the old man's dry cigarette pot, and said with a smile: "If you want to smoke a bag, you can smoke it."

, it doesn’t matter whether we suck it or not.”

The old man was so flattered that he lit up the fire and took two puffs. When the tobacco leaves in the pot started to burn, he took out a long puff of smoke, looked at Zhu Xiaosong and said, "Where did Mr. Lang come from? Where are he going?"

Zhu Xiaosong smiled and said: "Since you, the old man, have asked, then we have to answer, but we must first say that no matter what you, the old man, hear, you can't be afraid?"

The old man nodded and said: "That's what Lang Jun said. Old man, I have been living like crazy for decades. I think my judgment of people is not too bad. Just because Lang Jun treats old men like me like this, I know that Lang Jun

Not a bad person."

Zhu Xiaosong slapped his thigh fiercely and shouted: "You can talk now! We are really not bad people!"

Zhu Xiaosong's style made several old men laugh.

Zhu Xiaosong went on to say: "Okay, we said, don't be afraid - I am the criminal thief recently wanted by the government. My surname is Zhu and my name is Zhu Xiaosong."

The old men who were still laughing just now stopped laughing. The old man who was still smoking just now couldn't stop coughing. A group of people stood up from the ground with a sound, looked at Zhu Xiaosong in surprise and said: "You, you are the one."

Zhu..."

The half-grown children behind the old men were scared and angry, looking at Zhu Xiaosong like sharp knives.

Zhu Xiaosong didn't take it seriously. He just smiled and waved his hands and said: "Sit down, everyone, sit down. Just now we said don't be afraid. Unexpectedly, these old people don't mean what they say, but everyone is still afraid."

All the old men stared at each other, looking at me and me, but no one dared to sit down again. In the end, it was the old man who had just smoked who took the lead to sit down. After taking a long puff of cigarette, he asked: "Here, Mr. Lang."

Xuzhuang, but because people from Xuzhuang took the name of Lang Jun?"

Zhu Xiaosong smiled and waved his hand and said: "Let's be clear, in fact, we originally planned to come to Xuzhuang to see if there were any evil gentry bullying our people, and if so, we would kill them, but we never thought that we would be attacked by Xuzhuang

The folks here took the lead.”

"As for mentioning our name, what does that mean? We don't care about such big things. How can you, the old man, be afraid because of this?"

Several old men looked at each other again, and the old man who smoked plucked up his courage and asked boldly: "Is the gentleman coming to Xuzhuang?"

Zhu Xiaosong said: "The first is to see if anyone in our Xuzhuang is willing to follow me to kill the Tatars. The second is to come to our Xuzhuang to see which elderly people in our village are highly respected. I would like to invite a few elderly people to organize a peasant army."

meeting."

The old man smoking asked: "What is a farmers' association?"

Zhu Xiaosong said with a smile: "This farmers' association naturally speaks and makes decisions for us ordinary people."

"In the past, the local tyrants and evil gentry had the final say in this village. They could take over our land if they wanted. Whoever they said was the chief of Baojia would be the one to take over. They helped the government oppress us and not only took away the land we had worked so hard to cultivate

After the grain is taken away, we have to perform corvee labor."

"In other villages, Zhu Xiaosong defeated the local tyrants and evil gentry and distributed the land to the villagers, but what about our Xuzhuang? The evil gentry were destroyed, but who should be in charge of the land?"

"I won't say anything else, let's just talk about this land - Xie Guang wants to beat up the evil gentry, but he doesn't think about the fact that the government has a land deed? In the future, when new evil gentry comes to the government and digs out the land deed, what should Xie do?

?”

The smoking old man asked tentatively: "Then your peasant association is not afraid of the government?"

After asking, the smoking old man laughed at himself and said, "That's right. Young Master, you dare to kill officials and rebel. Why are you afraid of the government?"

Zhu Xiaosong nodded in agreement and said: "Isn't that what it is? We have already killed officials and rebelled, who is still afraid of the Tatar government? To tell you the truth, we will kill officials and rebel, and sooner or later we will have to kill the Tatars

The son drove him out."

Having said this, Zhu Xiaosong pointed to the half-grown children behind the old men and said: "If our generation doesn't drive the Tatars out, these little brothers will have to continue to be oppressed by the Tatars when they grow up."

"At your age, you must have heard of having your hair cut off, right? There were poems in the past that said these little brothers were childish with droopy hair, but look at these little brothers, what do they have hanging down? It's like that rat's tail!"

"Then there is another one who took our name and killed the evil gentry. Do you really think the government can't guess what happened? One villager and two villagers took our name. The government may not be able to guess it, but how can it be?
Chapter completed!