The two parties were fighting to the death from beginning to end, and everything fell into the eyes of Lin Pixiu on the steep slope. Although he had heard earlier that Yizhang's soldiers were extremely ruthless when they killed the bandits, but now that he saw it with his own eyes, he still felt his stomach churn. , swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva, and barely managed to hold on without spitting it out. He stumbled down the steep slope, holding on to an old tree in front of him, panting heavily.
After all, I have never seen a few fights. Before I was transferred to the capital, I saw at most a handful of martial arts fights in the rivers and lakes. They were just a few reckless men holding up stone locks and bolts, broken swords and rusty knives. At most, no one was brave enough to show off his power and thrust a broken knife that was too dull to cut rice seedlings into someone else's chest.
But now the smell of blood permeates the fields, and the horses that had their throats slit by the soldiers were, to say the least, already dead. Occasionally, a few horses had their front legs cut off and lay on the ground, still wailing. The sound was extremely sad, and on both sides It echoes in the mountains and is hard to disperse for a long time. Not to mention the horse thief who had his arms, legs, shoulders, and even his waist and abdomen ripped open one after another, it was even more shocking.
No matter how stable his mind was, Lin Pixiu couldn't bear to see this scene for a while. He lay down on the tree to relax for a long time and retched several times before slumping down under the tree, with cold sweat flowing down his face and down his neck. He ignored everything.
"It's rare for someone to see the bandits for the first time and hold back from vomiting out a full stomach of food. Master Lin can reach this level as an officer. It seems that he has extraordinary ability. The rumors I heard in Huixi are probably all nonsense. Here we come." At some point, Colonel Jia squatted down next to Lin Pixiu, leaning his boots against the tree, loosening his waist and abdomen quickly, and grinning.
"Three or five years ago, in my humble position, I escorted a high-ranking official with an official rank no less than Mr. Lin. He went out of Yizhang East to walk to Qiling, to see the rivers and mountains of Qiling, and to learn from other people's methods of repairing waterways and shipping. I happened to meet Horse thieves outside Panhuan Pass. After a fight to the death, the official almost vomited out his gall. He no longer cared about traveling, tried his best to shoulder the blame for his failure in doing things, and rolled and crawled back to Huixi."
"Master Lin is much more courageous and courageous than that one."
After the captain finished speaking, he took out a wine gourd from his arms and handed it to Lin Pixiu's mouth, "A good Shao Dao, although the wine is not popular, it is enough to strengthen your courage."
Lin Pixiu took the wine gourd and was silent for a long time. When he spoke again, he asked doubtfully, "You said that among the people of Yizhang, there are still a few poor people. At least except for the disaster areas, after overall planning, most of them can be With a full stomach, we are far from the point where we are willing to take risks, even asking the officers and soldiers to chop off our heads, but we are still ready to fall into the trap of bandits. Why are there so many thieves and horse bandits from all over the place that we can never get rid of them all?"
The night breeze was blowing slowly, and two people with very different official ranks sat opposite each other. One was dressed in brocade and had a jade belt inlaid with beads, and the other was wrapped in cold iron armor, with a long knife with an unusually wide blade stuck to his side, talking slowly. Starting from Yizhang.
Jia Xiaowei said, whoever is born with the intention of carrying the sky on his back and the loess on his chest, and working hard for many years, may just be able to barely make a full meal. Even if it is a job that earns money faster, it still requires hard work and hard work. Of course, getting a lot of silver and sending it to the house above your head is not as fast as robbing merchants and wealthy families with a horse and a sword.
The former two work hard and hard, but in the end they can only earn food and clothing. Although the latter is always worried about their lives, they make money very quickly, do not follow the rules and regulations, and have no scruples, so they cannot help but take risks.
"Smile at the poor but not at the prostitutes." Lin Pixiu nodded slowly and shook the gourd in his palm. "There are always many people who think so, whether it is Yizhang, Qiling, or other places. No matter what they do. , I always feel that it is good if I can make money, but if I cannot make money by following the rules and duties, I will be looked down upon by others.”
The turbulence in his stomach gradually subsided, and the fat official took a deep breath, "For some reason, I always feel that Brother Jia is trying to remind me."
"Don't take it seriously, don't take it," Colonel Jia said repeatedly, "Yizhang's army throws a flint, which can kill a hundred-year-old captain. How can a mere captain, who can't read a basket of Chinese characters, dare to raise his head in the court?" A high-ranking official, Master Lin, if you say that, you are really trying to kill a villain."
Lin Pixiu had gone through many ups and downs in the officialdom. Isn't Lin Pixiu an ordinary person? After hearing the captain's words, he just left a silent thank you and then reluctantly stood up. He told Captain Jia that he wanted to turn around and take a look at his wife, step by step, step by step. Slowly walked back to the car tent.
In terms of official rank, a mere school captain would not dare to use the matter of horse thieves to mention Lin Pixiu, an important official in the court, but he knew exactly who wanted to say these words to Lin Pixiu. Since leaving Huixi, the three reminders were naturally not done by Jia Xiaowei. Just as the soldier on duty in the imperial city said, the origin of the two hundred soldiers was due to instructions from people in the imperial city. Therefore, he went to Xijun with the car tent.
In the whole territory of Yizhang, the only one who can control the military and horse control firmly in his own hands and dominate the imperial city is the Holy Lord who is even more powerful in his twilight years.
First the swords resounded, and then the horses neighed. Mrs. Lin woke up leisurely, put on the old fox fur, turned on the fire and lit the lamp, but she saw that there was no figure of Lin Pixiu around her. He fell asleep again, but sat up, holding the dead wood with the plantain figure carved out, and kept mumbling.
"It's still early before dawn, why don't you rest for a while?" As soon as the curtain was lifted, Lin Pixiu strenuously stepped into the car tent, looked at his wife's pale face in confusion, and asked with a frown.
"Nothing, I just suddenly fell into a dream. I saw my husband as he was back then. He was also a handsome young man with a handsome face. I thought that the years had turned around and winter turned into autumn, so I couldn't help but wake up." The lady smiled and took the cuticle in her hand. The dead wood was stuffed into Lin Pixiu's arms again, and he sighed meaningfully.
The fat official glared and pretended to be angry, "Why, now that I'm old and lusty, Madam doesn't like me anymore?"
"It's good to see. At least I used to be handsome. Although I'm a little older now and a little fatter, I can still vaguely see what I looked like when I was young. That's enough." After the lady said this, she saw that although Lin Pixiu's face was pretending to be angry, she was still. Still unable to suppress his joy, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Looking at my husband's complexion, it seems that we can arrive at Xijun safely?"
Lin Pixiu asked his wife to see through her thoughts at a glance, and was speechless. She rolled her eyes and said, "That's right. I originally wanted to give Captain Jia a big gift and let his wife escape elsewhere, at least to stay." It would be nice to sacrifice your life, but now I can save this heavy gift, which is indeed a good thing."
Although my wife is not very knowledgeable, and her skills are not strong, she is obviously the wife of an important minister in the court, so she should have some manners and manners. On the contrary, most of the time, Mrs. Lin treats people like Xia Li The warm breeze has nothing like the cold north wind in autumn, nor does it have any hint of the cool breeze in early spring, and it attracts praise from the surrounding neighbors.
But Mrs. Lin is very accurate in reading people. Whenever she sees Lin Pixiu being sneaky and courteous, or hesitating to speak, she can definitely guess that this extremely vain husband of his own is also trying to imitate those wealthy courtiers in the court. , begging for a house and a beautiful concubine. Lin Pixiu had six or seven concubines, and each time they used different methods to instigate them. But every time, his good wife saw through them, but she did not make things too difficult. At most, she gently told them not to indulge in this, which would be too hurtful. I agreed to this matter.
These words made Madam slightly annoyed, and she complained, "If you, Lin Pixiu, die by the sword, will I be able to live alone? Besides, Lu'er is not young now. With the family's wealth left in the capital, even if she is alone, It’s not a problem to live alone, so why bother?”
"I won't do it next time."
Lin Pixiu raised his hands to beg for mercy, but his face was full of smiles. He moved his body and said, "Have a rest, we have to go on the road tomorrow."
Mrs. Lin said softly.
Just like Lin Pixiu, who was thick-skinned when asking for concubine, he also spoke softly.
