If you look at a person's shortcomings, there will be no one to be friends with in the world. If you look at a person's strengths, everything in the world will be my teacher. His love for begging, his persistence in buying more coffins, there are many advantages for the rich. A small episode on the road, a small turn in the journey, back to the track.
In order to find Wang BuSing, Fu Jiafang and Lao BuSing looked from cell to cell, but they could not find Wang BuSing until they came to the closed door at the back. Lao Bu Sheng was very confident in his vision, and he could be sure that he had not seen the wrong person in front of the city gate. Er Niu also personally admitted that the person who took Wang Bu Sheng away was a yamen officer from the Ministry of Punishment. Wang Bu Die must be in the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, and there was already a person inside the prison door. Seeing clearly that there is no Wang Busei, the closed door at this moment is also the last place to suspect.
"Master, if nothing else happens, Wang BuSi should be here," the old man pointed at them and affirmed.
"What if something happens"?
"Uh, Master, what do you mean?"
"Ahem, it's nothing. I want a bigger coffin so that it won't be too crowded."
The old man is covering his face, this shameless old man wants to pay more.
You can save money by doing it yourself. Ignoring the wealthy party who was still struggling with the coffin, the old man kicked the door hard.
There was a clang, a loud bang, and the reaction force of the door made the old immortal take a step back.
After all, it is a prison of the Ministry of Punishment. In order to ensure the safety of the people inside, the door of the Prison Department of the Punishment Department did not cut any corners, and it can withstand the kick of an old man.
"Oh, no, the Japanese pirates are going to kick down the door. Hurry up and block the door quickly." The officer screamed in fear.
Japanese pirates are such terrible creatures. The threat they pose is not only to stop children from crying at night, but also to provide a huge help in reducing the population. Their appearance is often accompanied by the disappearance of countless lives.
All the government officials were terrified and looked for obstacles in the small room.
This is a small kitchen for the government officials. There are many things, but there are also miscellaneous things, such as wooden sticks for adding hands and feet, whips and irons for beating prisoners, or iron frames for hanging prisoners. These are very intimidating, but blocking the door obviously does not. use.
In the end, all the government officials chose the only table in the room as their target. They placed the table behind the door and placed all the things in the room on the table. It was probably for greater effect. The wooden board on which Wang Busheng was lying was also placed on the table. He was carried up, including the king above who was not dead.
One kick had no effect, which is something a martial arts master cannot tolerate. After taking two steps back, Lao Immortal took a deep breath, used Qi Luck Dantian, concentrated all the strength in his body on his left foot, then scratched the ground twice, and finally rushed towards the door with all his strength.
The momentum is like a rainbow, with the momentum of thousands of troops and horses.
Well, okay, the effect is obvious, the door moved, but it was not kicked open yet. The old immortal's face looked a little ugly. Could it be that he had been tortured by a wealthy party in recent times? Not only his heart was hurt, but his body was also hurt.
Seeing the poor performance of his beloved disciple, Fu Jia Fang felt regretful, "Trash, you, you, you were born in sorrow and died in happiness. After staying in Min Guogong's mansion for more than half a year, your martial arts have been wasted."
After rubbing his right foot that was obviously in pain, the old man looked a little unhappy. He took a few steps back and said, "Master, my disciple is incompetent. It all depends on you."
"Fifty thousand for one kick, sign immediately."
The old man covered his face with his hands and said, "Master, can we not do this? Isn't our master-disciple relationship worth fifty thousand?"
"Uh, Old Immortal, do you mean to add another fifty thousand as your commission?"
The spring of Fu Jia Fang's career, who had been begging all his life, came very late. It was only with the help of Wang Bu that Fu Jia Fang's begging business became more prosperous. However, since he left Wang Bu Shou, Fu Jia Fang's career has entered a cold winter again. It has suffered too many blows. Nowadays, the rich are looking for money. Everything that can be negotiated has a price.
Lao Bu Die had nothing to say, "Okay, Master, I'll sign, but this is the last time. I guess that guy Wang Bu Die also gave this much."
"It's okay, that kid is still young and has a lifetime to live."
"I'm worried that Master, you won't survive that long."
With one kick, the old immortal flew away, "Even if I die, this money must be burned to me."
Feeling the master's strength, the old man was full of confidence in the wealthy party. The value of the fifty thousand taels was "Okay, no problem,"
With no luck or energy, Fu Jia just walked slowly to the door, then raised his foot and performed a roundhouse kick. With a loud sound that shattered his eardrums, the door completely detached from the wall, and it wasn't over yet. , and flew backwards with the objects behind the door, and finally moved to the side of the wall before stopping, and the door was broken into pieces. If placed in certain buildings in later generations, it would definitely result in the collapse of the building and the death of people.
A scream came from inside the house, followed by everyone's stunned and disbelieving eyes.
"Master is mighty, long live Master." The master is so excellent that Lao Bu Shi doesn't hesitate to flatter him at all.
"Pop" is another kick. The old immortal flew away again, "You brat, who are you calling Long Live? You want to curse me to death."
An old man over a hundred years old is not confused. Who dares to live as long as the Holy One?
The domineering air leaking from the side blew away the smoke, and the momentum of the dormitory supervisor's rounds went straight to the roof. Fortunately, the ancients were very honest. The two old people stepped into the house, and the steps they moved again and again were the king of hell, and all the government officials were already frightened. Terrified, they all gathered around the corner, like the chickens from Li Bao's country. If you look carefully, some smelly liquid leaks out from the feet of some of the yamen servants.
Staring at everyone, Fu Jiafang put his hands on his hips and said, "Who just called us Japanese pirates?"
Everyone looked at their peers and then shut up.
"A bunch of useless things, dare to say it but dare not recognize it," Fu Jiafang was very angry and took a step forward towards everyone.
As a result, the humanoid circle became a little smaller, and some people started to roll their eyes.
"Open your dog eyes and see where I am as a Japanese pirate. Take a good look. I have beautiful features but I don't look like a beast."
Fortunately, they can't express their feelings about beasts, otherwise they would be unwilling to be called beasts, just like the Japanese pirates.
Seeing that no one answered, Fu Jia got angry. He grabbed the nearest yamen servant and shouted angrily, "Do you think I look like a Japanese pirate?"
Regretful of his bad luck, the yamen officer fought with each other. If it weren't for the pull from the wealthy side, he would have fallen to the ground, "No, it doesn't look like that. The uncle doesn't look like a Japanese pirate at all."
The rich man pulled over another person, asked the same question, and received the same answer.
"The eyes are useless. They can be donated to people in need. I really don't know how you blind people got into the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Don't they do a physical examination for recruitment by the Ministry of Punishment?" Rich A was angry, and even more so for these people with bad eyesight. It was sad to join the ranks of civil servants in the Ming Empire.
Questions were asked one by one, and answers were given one by one. When everyone had asked, suddenly someone in the crowd said, "They are not Japanese pirates, why should we be afraid of them?"
Suddenly, the room that was quiet just now became dead silent again. After a while, there was a commotion in the crowd, "Holy crap, it turns out we are scaring ourselves. This is the capital, how dare the Japanese pirates come here."
"Yes, even if the Japanese pirates dare to come, there is no reason to attack our prison. We have no enmity with the Japanese pirates, and the Japanese pirates will not be unreasonable."
"I heard that man is so proficient in Ming Dynasty Mandarin, how could he be a Japanese pirate?"
Soon everyone's eyes turned to Fu Jia's side, their eyes were very interesting.
"My eyesight is finally restored, congratulations to you." Knowing your mistakes can greatly improve things, and the wealthy party has forgiven these blind people.
"You two stinky old men dare to break into our Penal Department Prison. You don't seem to be looking down upon us."
"Yes, we have so many great men who are actually afraid of two stinky old men."
"Your grandpa's family is bullied by us in the Criminal Department. How can there be any reason for others to bully us?"
A mentally retarded person will not be able to enter the prison of the Ministry of Punishment. Soon everyone figured it out, and the look in their eyes towards Fu Jia also changed, from fear just now to teasing now. I hunted geese all day long, but my eyes were burned by the geese. It was a pity that the brothers who wet their pants couldn't dry their pants for a while.
"Attacking the prison of the Ministry of Justice is akin to conspiracy, brothers, what are you waiting for?"
"Yes, if we capture these two people, Lord Liu will definitely be rewarded heavily."
How could these two old men have such fighting prowess? How could anyone let go of the achievements they had so close to their fingertips? They pulled out the swords they had just put away and looked at Fu Jia and Lao Immortal.
The old immortal's eyes have been searching everyone's faces, looking for a familiar face.
"Master, I haven't found that boy Wang BuSheng." The old man was very uneasy. If Wang BuSheng was not here, where else could he go? Could it be that he was sent to Liu Wenzheng? Who heard that boy Liu Wenzheng is now a man of both genders? Could it be that he has taken a fancy to it? The ordinary-looking Wang is immortal.
"Let me tell you, there will definitely be accidents." The rich man spread his hands, and his coffin was not saved.
"Haha, you are right, the accident is coming soon. Brothers, what are you waiting for? Rush."
The gap between two people and more than a dozen people was so huge that there were no surprises in the result. Even though the harsh environment caused the two old men to have a slight decrease in their strength, it was not easy to deal with a few officials from the Ministry of Justice who only showed off their power and had no fighting ability. .
The broken sword, the Yamen servant who fell to the ground, holding the pain and wailing, suddenly became lively in the room.
"I say you are blind and you still don't admit it. Even that old boy Liu Wenzheng doesn't dare to do anything to me. You little minions still dare to do it to me. It's not you who are getting beaten." As the winner, the rich side is qualified to summarize the battle.
He was not in the mood to care about their life and death. He was only concerned about Wang Busheng's whereabouts. He called up a government servant and said, "You have a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old here this morning. He is from Songjiang Mansion. He is about a tall man." "So tall", the old man drew a few strokes, as if he thought of something, "Maybe he's a little taller".
The age of seventeen or eighteen is the time when the body is growing. It is possible for Wang Busui, who is 1.7 meters tall, to exceed 1.8 meters in half a year. Human beings are the creatures best at creating miracles.
The officer shook his head.
The old man asked the next person again. The next person also shook his head.
Finally, when I asked Wu Da Wu Er, Wu Da said, "Are your feet particularly smelly?"
"Um, it seems so." Washing socks has always been Wang BuSi's job. Lao BuSi doesn't know about Wang BuSi's foot odor issue.
"Aren't you very average in appearance?" Wu Er raised his hand and spoke.
"Yes, he looks very ordinary." I'm sure I won't die.
Suddenly, the government servants who were confused just now suddenly realized. They cleared the fog and saw the rainbow. They looked at the place where the door was broken into pieces and asked, "Where should the person you are looking for be?"
