The five men in Confucian shirts and Huang Hankun were in a stalemate with each other. Each of them had their eyes widened and blood seemed to be dripping from their eyeballs. The leader seemed to want to make a name for himself and show that he was not a robber. He pointed at Huang Xunkun and said loudly: "You are a traitor, you are causing trouble in the South China Sea, massacring the gentry, harming the people, and resisting the king——"
Huang Hankun didn't know who these people who suddenly appeared were, but there was no doubt that these people hated Kun Thief and wanted to destroy Kun Thief and then quickly. He quickly said: "Brother, it's wrong. I'm not a traitor..."
"Hey! If you are not a traitor, who else is a traitor? You have been deeply favored by the court, but you allowed the Kun bandits to become powerful in Lingao. You did not think about the learning of saints and learn the art of Kun deeply. How can you not be a traitor if you are such an unfaithful and unfilial person? Death is a small thing, but losing integrity is a big thing. If you don't fulfill your filial piety for the court, if you die guarding the country to share the emperor's worries, how can you not be a traitor? Today we will go up to eliminate harm for the court, next..."
As soon as the word "下" came out of his mouth, the leader was hit with a clod of dirt on his head. He immediately covered his face and squatted down with a "Oh!" It turned out that Huang Henkun saw that the other party clearly regarded him as a thief, and wanted to get rid of him quickly. In line with the principle that a good man should not suffer the immediate loss, he took action first.
Tubu took action, and he rushed towards a shorter man on the right, grabbed the stick with his hands, pushed it away and ran away.
The other party wears a Confucian robe and a Confucian scarf. Wearing them requires elegance and elegance. Such long robes can only hinder others in fighting. None of these five people could run away from Huang Hankun.
︾⊥Naihe, Huang Hankun himself was wearing a long gown when he went to visit Jin Shen. He was running in a hurry and did not pay attention to the stones under his feet. The long gown wrapped around his legs was mixed with stones. He immediately fell into disrepair and hit the wall with his right shoulder as he fell. The stick also fell out of hand. When he tried to get up again, several people behind him had already caught up with him. The first one hit him on the head and shouted: "Thief Kun, suffer death!"
Huang Henkun has been suppressing bandits for many years and has rich fighting experience. Seeing that he couldn't hide, he hugged his head with both hands and hit the stick with his back. This stick beat Huang Henkun to pieces. Fortunately, it was not a vital part, so he picked it up by the way. He picked up the wooden stick that had just fallen on the ground and fought with several people who caught up later. These people wearing Confucian shirts are not as weak as ordinary scholars. They were very powerful, and they wielded their sticks to kill the tigers. Fortunately, they had no fighting skills - Huang Henkun was clumsy, and he managed to resist them with great difficulty.
However, he was one-on-five and had no good guy in his hand. He gradually fell into a disadvantage. Just as he was thinking about how to escape, suddenly a cry came from the distance: "Over there, hey. What are you doing over there?" The voice sounded like a government officer patrolling the street. The few people who besieged Huang Hankun looked bad, turned around and ducked into the alley, and soon disappeared. This is the only one who fights with Huang Xunkun. He was tightly grabbed by his shirt and couldn't break free. The government officials rushed over in a noisy manner and caught the two men separately.
The arms of the two people were pinched by two government officials respectively. They couldn't even move. Huang Hankun stood up and felt something flowing on his face. When he stretched out his hand to wipe it, his hand was full of blood. Suddenly shocked. Fortunately, after applying it again, I found that my scalp was broken when I fell down just now, and it was nothing serious. This reassures me. The Confucian scholar in the long gown had his arm pinched. Wu Zi kept yelling and scolding: "Kun thief, you have corrupted the hearts of famous teachers! Kun thief, what crime did my parents have, why did you hang them!? Kun thief is shameless, what crime did my sister have!? She was made a slave! Kun thief ! Greedy for profit and unrighteous, all my cattle were taken away——" Seeing him cursing the thieves, the yamen servant quickly shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about! If you drink too much, go and sober up first!"
Because both of them were dressed as scholars, the night guard didn't know the details for a while. He was afraid that the famous scholar might cause trouble if he drank too much, so he didn't dare to use violence and just restrained the person so as not to cause trouble.
However, the other party didn't care, and kept struggling and kicking: "Thieves! You are doing evil and colluding with the government. How much money did you give Xiong Wencan...", only two snaps were heard, and a government servant was afraid that he would talk nonsense. "Shouldn't" came and gave the Confucian scholar a slap in the face. Their skills were inherited from their families, and their attacks were cruel and vicious. The scholar's mouth immediately started to bleed, and he was speechless. Listening to his words, the leading yamen officer knew that this person was probably someone who had some connection with the "Australians". He couldn't afford to offend him. He quickly smiled and said to Huang Hankun: "You are always frightened. It's okay." Bar?"
"It's okay. I'm lucky for you." Huang Xunkun took out a famous card, and the officer's eyes flashed: This is a post from Liang Mansion! He quickly apologized and said with a smile, "If you are fine, go back first. Let us brothers sober up this lunatic first. To prevent him from nagging..."
Huang Hankun was not surprised at all by this surprise attack on the street, let alone frightened. Ever since he organized scholars to spy on military intelligence, Huang Hankun was always prepared for a group of vicious thieves to suddenly appear and shoot at him with short-handled fire weapons. Today's scene made him dumbfounded. Seeing the yamen servant grabbing the nearly crazy Confucian scholar and holding him down, his turban fell down and his hair was as messy as a refugee's, he could only hear him yelling at the top of his lungs but couldn't hear what he was cursing at all.
He smiled bitterly. Just when the government officials were about to take the Confucian scholar to the county government office, the Confucian scholar didn't know where he came from and struggled to pounce on Huang Hankun. Fortunately, the government officials had already tied him up and pulled him away. Lived him. But at this moment, a mouthful of sticky phlegm mixed with blood spit out from the Confucian scholar's mouth and flew onto Huang Hankun's face. Huang Hankun quickly wiped it with his sleeve and found that his sleeve was full of blood. Mixed with the phlegm and blood, there was also a tooth that had just been knocked out.
Huang Hankun didn't get up until noon the next day. Although he didn't suffer any serious injuries yesterday, the boy went out to find a doctor to apply some cuttlefish bone powder and the bleeding on his forehead stopped. However, there were still some bruises on his body, so I thought it would be better to wait for a few days before worrying about it, but there was an endless stream of people coming to visit from outside. It turned out that the boy had already reported the attack to Lin Xiucai early in the morning. People from the Yuyuan Society came to visit one after another. Some of them didn't come themselves, but they sent servants to deliver food and medicine.
Huang Hankun has never been such a high-profile figure in his life, so he had to get up and socialize. At the end of the day, I felt sore in my back and my mouth was dry. After finally seeing off the last batch of guests, he finally sat down to rest.
The boy gave him a decoction to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and he drank a few sips. I just feel sore all over. He traveled these days, visited many people, and made friends with scholars in the county school. After all, I have been in Guangzhou for more than a month, and I haven't had time to read some of Kun Thief's miscellaneous books. Relaxing at this moment made Huang Hankun's mind clearer.
Looking back on all the actions he took in Lingao, it can be said that he worked hard, but the thief was resolved without any action. The so-called "clown" is probably nothing more than that.
After finally arriving in Guangzhou, these days not only did not make him feel that "the sky in the liberated area is bright", but instead gave him deep disappointment and doubt. The filth and chaos here, the poverty of the people... everything seemed to be contrasting to him. However, the Kun thieves did whatever they wanted inside and outside the city. Not only did the government do nothing, but many profit-seeking villains catered to the Kun thieves in every possible way. Even the students in the county school have lost their moral integrity.
It's funny to say that everything went smoothly for me in Guangzhou because everyone thought that I was proficient in "Kun Studies". Huang Hankun pinched the teeth in his hand. He had been keeping them carefully after they were spat on his face yesterday. The only people in Guangzhou who share the same goals with me are these unknown scholars.
Yes, you should talk to him!
Huang Xunkun called the boy and asked him to go to the Nanhai County government office to inquire about the people who were detained by the police yesterday. The boy came back not long after he left.
"The scholar died yesterday." The boy said.
"What?!" Huang Hankun was shocked, "He died in just one night?"
"Yes," the boy said, "I heard from the people inside that the night watchman detained him in the cell last night. When I went to see him this morning, he had already hanged himself from the beam!"
Huang Hankun's palm hurt, as if he had been stabbed by a tooth, and he quickly threw the tooth away. He asked again:
"Really committing suicide?"
"The squad leader said that he indeed committed suicide, and also said that this was not the first time he was arrested..."
"What's going on? Please tell me in detail."
"Yes." The boy said that the scholar was originally a son of a grain farmer in the countryside of Dongguan County, named Lei Lunfu. When the Kun thieves invaded a few years ago, his family organized villagers to fight against the Kun thieves, but the whole family was wiped out. Only one girl was said to have been kidnapped and taken to Lingao. He himself studied in the county town, and because Dongguan paid the city redemption fee, he escaped disaster.
"I can't blame him for having such a grudge against the Kun thief." Huang Hankun nodded secretly.
"Since then, he has been a little crazy." The boy continued, "He spent the whole day distributing notices in Guangzhou City, and went to the Yamen several times to complain. Seeing that the government ignored him, he went to Ziji to cause trouble, and was chased away by the people from the Escort Bureau. Regardless of his release, Dongzhu Guo probably used some other means to strip him of his reputation as a scholar, and asked the Nanhai County government to arrest him and imprison him for half a month. He suffered a lot in prison."
"Then what?"
"Then he started to confront the Australians more and more -" the boy said that this man gathered a group of people who had similar experiences to him, and went to Ziji to cause trouble. He was taken away by Nanhai County a few days ago and was beaten several times. Ten boards have just been released.
It turns out that this is the case, Huang Xunkun is in awe, this is a righteous man! I just don’t know who those other people are. If I can contact them, I will have some help in my great cause of countering Kun.
"Go to the Yamen and find out who is with this person, their names, and where they live."
The boy smiled and said: "Master Huang, why do you need to bother with this? Give the head team member in the Yamen a few taels of silver, and Master, you can do with it whatever you want." (To be continued...)
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