"What?"
Yang Ruoqing couldn't remain calm now, so she put down the spatula and left.
Suddenly, he stopped and went back to the pot and put a kitchen knife in his hand.
"Sure enough, I'll kill them with a thousand swords, my aunt will go meet them!"
She said angrily and rushed out of the kitchen.
Cao Bamei found a hatchet and ran out behind Yang Ruoqing.
At the entrance of the village, Yang Ruoqing saw at a glance that some people had gathered at the only exit.
On one side are the officers and soldiers who are at war with each other. The number of officers and soldiers is relatively large. It is estimated that there are forty or fifty people.
As for the villagers, there were only a few of them.
There was no way around it. Yujia Village had a small population to begin with. Half of them died in a great plague, and 60% of the remaining half fell ill.
The only people who can stand here are the remaining ten or so villagers who are not infected with the disease.
Among them, Yu Dafu is among them.
The man's eyes turned red and he stood closely beside Luo Fengtang.
Luo Fengtang, on the other hand, was negotiating with a leader among the officers and soldiers.
Both parties were very excited. Yang Ruoqing walked towards this side and heard their argument from a distance.
"They took the medicine and their condition didn't get worse. This is a sign of improvement!"
"Everything is getting better, why do you still set fire to the village?" Luo Fengtang asked the officer and soldier leader loudly.
The leader said coldly: "It has been many days, and most of them are dead. If we continue like this, it will not be good for everyone!"
When Yu Dafu and others heard this, they all came over to plead with the officer and soldier leader.
"Master officers and soldiers, please be merciful. That medicine is really useful. My wife and children at home can be saved..."
"Master Guan, we have kowtowed to you. Please give us two more days of grace, please?"
Yu Dafu and other villagers knelt down and kowtowed to the officers and soldiers.
The leader of the officers and soldiers looked at the villagers on the ground and remained unmoved.
Luo Fengtang's face turned red with anger. He pointed at Yu Dafu and the others who were kowtowing at their feet, and said angrily: "What about the healthy villagers around me? Are they going to be burned to death too?"
The leader looked blank when he heard this.
"This is an order from the summit. We are just following the order!" He said, his voice without any warmth.
"Everything can be accommodated, just two days. After two days, I will not interfere with how you execute the order." Luo Fengtang said again.
The leader sneered, then raised his hand: "No, I just execute the order and don't care about anything else!"
Then, he raised his right hand and made an 'action' gesture.
At this moment, a kitchen knife flew over from the side and slashed at the leader's finger before he could make a gesture.
The leader was startled and retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted.
His fingers passed through the edge of the kitchen knife, and the refreshing coolness made his heart tremble.
"Who is it? If you dare to confront the officers and soldiers, stand up for me!"
The leader shouted angrily.
"It's me, your aunt!"
A clear female voice cut in, and everyone saw that Yang Ruoqing was coming.
She raised her hand to fish it out, and the kitchen knife she had just thrown flew back and fell into her hand again.
With a flick of her wrist, she performed a beautiful trick with a sword, which was so chic that everyone was stunned.
Even the leader was surprised. When he came to his senses, Yang Ruoqing was already in front of him.
"Who are you? How brave are you to attack me secretly?"
The leader glared at Yang Ruoqing and asked.
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes at him: "You are a little person who does things like a servant, you are like a dog, don't show off like this!"
"you……"
"What am I?" Yang Ruoqing stared back.
"The concoction was made by my aunt. My aunt wants to treat the people in this village."
"If you dare to set fire to the village, you idiot, my aunt will kill you first. If you don't believe me, try it!"
Yang Ruoqing raised the kitchen knife in her hand again.
When the leader saw the kitchen knife, he subconsciously took a step back.
But it also aroused his anger even more.
"When officers and soldiers are doing things, how can you civilians have any reason to act recklessly?"
"Brothers, take action!"
"Who dares!"
"stop!"
An angry roar suddenly came from the opposite side of the stone arch bridge.
Then there were chaotic and rapid footsteps coming this way.
I saw a large group of people coming across the river bank, huffing and puffing, in darkness.
"Ah, Qing'er, the leader is your father!"
Cao Bamei came over and touched Yang Ruoqing's arm.
Yang Ruoqing was looking at the opposite side with her eyes wide open.
Father Yang Huazhong took the lead, followed by his fourth uncle Yang Huaming, second uncle Yang Hualin, uncle Chang Geng, uncle Danniu Baozhu and Yuzhu...
Then, Blacksmith Luo, Wang Hongquan, Lao Yangtou, Lao Suntou, Li Zheng...
Even my cousin Yang Yongxian came.
All men, all with dicks in their hands.
Someone with a hoe, someone with a rake, someone with a pole, someone with a shovel.
Old Suntou was the funniest, holding a half-moon-shaped shovel that farmers used to pick up pig and dog excrement...
The group of people came with great force and rushed across the stone arch bridge in a blink of an eye.
The number of people was about the same as that of the officers and soldiers. They rushed over and immediately faced off one-on-one with the officers and soldiers.
When the officers and soldiers saw this, their expressions changed.
"What are you doing? Rebellion?" he shouted.
"We are not here to rebel, we are here to reason with you."
Mu Zichuan walked out of the crowd.
He glanced at Luo Fengtang, Yang Ruoqing and others here, especially when he saw Yang Ruoqing standing there intact, Mu Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief.
He withdrew his gaze and continued to negotiate with the leader of the officers and soldiers.
There is a saying: When a scholar encounters a soldier, he cannot explain why.
In a moment, Mu Zichuan was defeated.
The leader of the officers and soldiers said very fiercely: "When the government is doing things, how can you, the common people, have any reason to bargain?"
"Whoever dares to cause trouble again will be killed without mercy as the smog epidemic is completely eliminated!"
After the words fell, he took the lead in pulling out the knife from his waist.
Other officers and soldiers behind him followed suit.
The cold light flickered, and the villagers were a little afraid.
But then he still had the courage to raise all kinds of 'weapons' in his hands, and a melee was about to begin.
Luo Fengtang moved.
His foot slipped, and no one present except Yang Ruoqing could see clearly how he moved.
Why was he standing there one second, and then suddenly in front of the leader of the officers and soldiers the next moment?
He knocked the knife from the hands of the leader of the officers and soldiers with one palm, and reached out to strangle the leader's neck and lift him off the ground.
"As an officer and soldier of Daqi, your sword can always be aimed at the enemy, not the unarmed people!"
Luo Fengtang said in a deep voice, word for word.
Those dark eyes were deep and cold, and there was something frightening in them.
The officers and soldiers leaders felt an inexplicable pressure and forgot to resist.
Luo Fengtang then took out another token and waved it in front of the officer and soldier leader's eyes.
