The two young men were chatting when they suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves not far away, and they were very happy. It looks like another fat sheep has arrived. The man named Fortune blew his whistle when he saw the three women running by on horseback. It turns out that there are a lot of minions lurking along this road, just here to keep watch. The whistle of fortune is the secret signal agreed by these gangsters. If you blow it several times, it means something, and they will naturally not get it wrong.
When Jiang Hanyue heard the whistle, she reined in her horse and said in a low voice: "The whistle just now must be the secret signal for these bandits to communicate. Let's walk slower and be more careful." Hearing this, the other two women also Rein the horse's reins and drive slowly. After a while, shouts were heard one after another. Along with the shouts, a dozen men holding steel knives, spears, iron forks, and rakes rushed out from behind and surrounded the three women.
A man with a red flower in his hair and a gold-backed sword on his shoulder walked out. He looked at the three women, a smile appeared on his orange-peel face, and his eyes shone with light. The man laughed and said: "There is a way to heaven and if you don't follow it, hell will have no way to break in. Where did these three beauties come from and where are they going?"
Shui Hanyan said: "I'm afraid you can't care about the girls' affairs." The man touched his chin and said to the brothers: "Hey, this little girl actually said that I can't care about them, haha, okay later. Brother, I will capture you and take care of you one by one. I will keep you under your control. Young men, please hurry up and invite the beauty and the horse to the kiln."
He gave the order, and the four bold men stepped forward and prepared to take action. Jiang Hanyue stretched out her hand and pressed the saddle, and the man flew up into the air with four crisp sounds. The four minions felt their eyes blurred, their cheeks hurt, and they fell down like gourds. When the bandit leader looked at Jiang Hanyue again, she was wiping her hands with a silk scarf and said calmly: "It's really boring to deal with you low-lifes."
As she spoke, she raised her eyebrows, looked at the bandit leader and said, "I heard that you killed a young man three days ago. I think you are quite capable."
The bandit leader said: "Oh! I dare you three beauties to be that idiot's lover. I was mistaken about that. But it doesn't matter if he is dead. I love you the most, master. I won't let you be widows, so you just followed me obediently. I guarantee that you will wear gold and silver, eat well and drink hot food, and enjoy endless glory and wealth throughout your life." His minions also started shouting.
Feng Miaoqing laughed, and said to the bandit leader: "Sister Jiang, we have to hurry up, so we should send them off early." The bandit leader said: "You have such a strong tone, I will praise you today." Your weight." He said, turning the golden-backed sword on his shoulder, and the killing general came. Feng Miaoqing stood up and waited for the opponent to slash with the sword.
She reached out and grabbed the blade. The bandit leader used all his strength to snatch it back, but the blade seemed to have taken root and remained motionless. The bandit leader was sweating profusely and secretly surprised. Suddenly Feng Miaoqing raised his hand with three fingers. The bandit leader fell backward and threw out the golden-backed knife in his hand. There was a local sound and it fell to the ground.
How often had the bandit leader suffered such a loss? When he saw that the other party's martial arts skills were much higher than his own, his expression changed and he said hurriedly: "You have the guts. You guys are so ridiculous!" Feng Miaoqing said: "Don't be busy! You are not going to be our husband. Yes, why do you need to apply oil on the soles of your feet?" As she said this, she stepped forward, reached out to grab the other person's collar, lifted him up, and then gently pushed him away.
The bandit leader was pulled by a huge force and flew out like a kite with a broken string. His body hit the rocks with a bang. He felt dizzy and in severe pain all over his body. My throat felt sweet, and I spat out a mouthful of blood. The other minions were also vulnerable and were beaten to the ground by Jiang Shui's two girls, wailing on the ground.
Feng Miaoqing stepped forward and said: "Hey! Is the eldest master dead?" The bandit leader gasped and said: "Woman, please... spare your life..." Feng Miaoqing said: "It's easy to spare you, tell me, these How much gold and silver have been robbed and how many lives have been lost. You must repay the truth truthfully. If I find out that you have committed fraud, your life will be worse than death."
Seeing the tyranny of the other party, the bandit leader was so frightened that he lost his mind and said with a dejected look: "Wherever the villain has touched gold and silver, the gold and silver are all with the big brother. When it comes to murdering human lives, the villain only has three at most."
Feng Miaoqing rolled her eyes and said: "Okay, since the gold and silver is with your elder brother, then you can find someone to ask your elder brother to bring money to redeem it. The girls are waiting here, but the patience of the girls is limited. If you are slow, you If you’re missing an arm or a leg, you can’t blame us.”
The bandit leader had no choice but to send someone to ask the boss to take action. Feng Miaoqing said: "Wait a minute..." The guy stopped. Feng Miaoqing withdrew her long sword with her backhand and took off one of the bandit leader's ears. The bandit leader was already dying of pain. Looking at the bloody ear on the ground, Feng Miaoqing said calmly: "Ask your boss to bring three boxes of gold and silver to redeem this person. Take this ear back and tell him that he must be obedient."
Not long after, a group of men and horses arrived with a rough-looking man. The minions on the left and right were divided into two teams, each holding a spear. The man strode out, but he had a beard, a broad forehead, a gold ring in his left ear, and his eyes were like cold stars. He wore a black robe, a treasure belt around his waist, and a pair of deerskin boots.
When the second master saw his eldest brother coming, he hurriedly shouted: "Brother, save me quickly." The eldest brother clasped his fists and stepped forward and said, "I am the master of Wulonggang. Just now, my brother was blind and offended the three heroines. I am the eldest brother to apologize on his behalf, and I also asked the three heroines to be generous and let my brother go." Then he asked his men to bring out three trays filled with gold and silver.
Feng Miaoqing, wearing a bamboo hat and looking at the headmaster's face through the gauze, said, "You don't know these two, and you don't even know me?" The man was surprised. The other person's voice was very familiar, but for a moment But I couldn't remember who it was. Feng Miaoqing slowly walked up to him and whispered: "Chief Sangda, I haven't seen you for many years. I didn't expect you to become the leader of this bandit."
When Sangda heard this, his heart was shaken. The person in front of him was not someone else but a saint of the Bo tribe. This Sangda was originally a tiger general under the high priest of the Bo people. The rebellion of the forty-eight villages in the southwest ended in failure, and the high priest Amihan died as a result. Sangda had no choice but to lead his tribe to avoid disaster, but young and old always had to make a living, so he had no choice but to become a bandit. Fortunately, he had extraordinary martial arts skills and maintained his prestige, so some desperate desperadoes followed him.
He originally thought that no one in the world knew his true identity except his clan members. At this moment, when Feng Miaoqing said a word, his face couldn't help but change, his knees weakened, and he was about to kneel down. Feng Miaoqing stretched out his hand to stop him, and a force came out. He couldn't kneel down without saying anything. Everyone around looked at him strangely, and Jiang Shui and the two girls were also secretly puzzled.
Feng Miaoqing whispered: "Chief Sang, this is not the place to talk. Let's go to the side." He turned to the two girls in Jiang Shui and said, "Wait a moment, you two. I am very attached to this big boss. I have a few words to say to him." Say." As he spoke, he clasped a hand on Sanda's wrist, lifted him up, and the two of them jumped up and flew elsewhere.
Seeing no one around, Sangda hurriedly saluted. Feng Miaoqing said: "There is no need to be polite, Chief Sang. Are our people okay?" Sang Da said: "They are okay. I have no choice but to be a robber who robs homes and homes. I hope the saint can forgive me!"
Feng Miaoqing closed her eyes for a long time, thinking about Amihan's kindness to her and her life experience. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Chief Sanda, it is indeed not an easy task to lead the tribe to survive. I don't blame you if you fall into the trap of becoming a bandit. But your career as a bandit should be over."
Sangda said respectfully: "I will do whatever the saint says. Even if the saint asks Sangda to die, I will never complain. As long as the saint is here, our Bo people's hope for revenge is there." Feng Miaoqing said. With a sad face, he said: "Chief Sanda, I don't need you to die, and I don't want your life. Have you ever thought about it. Are we Bo people happy if we have to live in the shadow of revenge?"
Sang Da said: "The Han people in this world are the most despicable. It is the Han people who destroyed our home and made us homeless. Without the Han people, we Bo people would naturally live happily." Feng Miaoqing asked again: "Do you think we Bo people Is it more important to survive, or to have enmity with the Han people for generations?" Sangda thought for a while and said: "Sangda is stupid, no matter what, our hatred cannot be forgotten."
Feng Miaoqing knew that she could never persuade the stubborn man in front of her with just a few words. She looked into the distance and said: "The Bo people cannot be exterminated. This is the first thing. To reproduce and live forever, this is the foundation."
The Bo people should learn Han culture, this is the second one. The reason why the Han people can destroy the Bo people is because of Han culture. We, the Bo people, are arrogant, careless about progress, arrogant and extravagant, which leads to the invasion of foreign enemies and the destruction of our homes and people. And if the descendants of the Bo people cannot reflect on themselves, sooner or later they will become extinct.
Thirdly, Bo people must know how to be patient. Even if the feud cannot be forgotten, the time is not ripe, and the lives of the entire clan cannot be sacrificed needlessly. Chief Sanda, this banditry is of no use to you. If you die, who will support the old, weak, women and children? Have you thought about this? "
Sangda seemed to have some understanding and said, "But according to the saint's instructions, Sangda will do his best." Feng Miaoqing patted him on the shoulder and said, "My grandfather and I discussed this matter back then. I didn't expect what you and him were thinking." Generally speaking, the fall of those forty-eight villages is a bloody lesson. Now that the world is at peace, the Han emperor wants a stable country, and we Bo people, whether we are naturalized or not, can never establish ourselves as kings.
There is only one king in the world, and that is the emperor of the capital. Anyone who touches the royal power will die. You must keep the three things I mentioned in mind so that the Bo people can develop and grow. You are a smart man and have dealt with the Han people for the longest time. I hope you can create better conditions for our people and let them live better. From today on, you will dismiss your subordinates and listen to my orders. I will show you a clear path. Remember, we Bo people have to take a road of light, not a road of death, to revive. "
Later, Feng Miaoqing and Jiang Shui's two daughters came to the bandits' lair in Wulonggang. She wrote a letter and gave it to Sangda, asking Sangda to go to the Chishui Gang to work with Yan Qi. The rest of the people who were willing to follow him would go to Chishui together. Help, those who are unwilling to follow, divide the property and find their own way out.
