Chapter 13: The Mohist has justice in his heart
After three glasses of wine, Xi Xingchen picked up a piece of chicken and threw it into his mouth. While chewing it happily, he asked with a smile: "Young master, you are waiting for us in the inn. Could it be that you just want to treat us two brothers to a drink?" A glass of wine!”
"Of course not!" Yao Wenbin simply put a heavy baggage at his feet on the table and pushed it towards Xi Xingchen.
When the baggage was placed on the table, there was a crisp metallic clang sound. This voice was familiar to both Xi Xingchen and Dong Liangce.
That was Silver's voice.
"This is it!" Xi Xingchen glanced at the baggage and did not move.
"This is for the expenses for the two of you to return to the city tomorrow, it's a joke!" Yao Wenbin said.
"This..." Xi Xingchen had a look of embarrassment on his face.
"If you don't want to accept it, you have to accept it!" Yao Wenbin said again.
"In this case, I will be disrespectful." Xi Xingchen picked up the baggage and put it at his feet.
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There was silence in the Discipline Hall.
"You just accept it like this?" Yuan Xingbang asked after a long while.
"Take it!" Xi Xingchen nodded.
"Really just accept it like this?" Yuan Xingbang said solemnly.
"No way!" Xi Xingchen said with a bitter smile, "Actually, as soon as I entered the inn, I found dozens of people ambushing the inn. Although I am confident that I can break out, I have to consider Dong Liangce's safety."
"Then what?"
"Then Yao Wenbin praised me."
"praise?"
"He said I was wise, and I replied that smart people not only have money to spend, but also live long." Xi Xingchen said in a teasing tone.
"This joke is not funny at all!" Yuan Xingbang's face became even more angry.
"I don't think it's funny either, but that's what Yao Wenbin said. When he left, he specifically called out the ambush men." Xi Xingchen said.
"What does he want to do? Is he looking for death?" Wen Gaoming said angrily.
"Two meanings: one is to demonstrate to us, and the other is to tell me what a right choice I just made." Xi Xingchen said with a smile.
"Too arrogant. If this guy falls into my hands, I will beat him until he can't even recognize his mother." Wen Gaoming angrily slapped his thigh, as if the leg was not his own, and said " His temperament of "steady, accurate and ruthless" was so masterful that even Xi Xingchen felt pain for him.
"In the eyes of some people, human life is nothing. At that time, I had no doubt that if we didn't accept Yao Wenbin's money, Yao Wenbin would kill us both without hesitation." Xi Xingchen said.
"Does this make you two timid?" Wen Gaoming said displeased.
"How could it be?" Xi Xingchen suddenly raised his voice and said with emotion, "We are all Mohists. Mohists have justice in their hearts and will not accept any threats."
"Well said! A true Mohist has justice in his heart and is not afraid of power and dignity." Wen Gaoming clapped his legs again and applauded.
"But you still accepted his bribe." Yuan Xingbang said coldly.
Xi Xingchen did not answer directly, but asked Yuan Xingbang: "When is the enemy most vulnerable? When is the enemy least vigilant?"
"..." Yuan Xingbang didn't expect Xi Xingchen to ask back, and was stunned for a moment.
Xi Xingchen said word for word: "It's when I think you are afraid of him, surrender to him, and are willing to be with him."
"Show them to be weak and take advantage of them to be strong." Wen Gaoming immediately understood what Xi Xingchen meant. He chuckled, touched his chin, and looked at Zhou Zhenhai maliciously, "This method is very good. I will borrow it some other time." use."
Zhou Zhenhai now realized that Wen Gaoming was deliberately irritating him, so he snorted coldly and was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Wen Gaoming couldn't afford to stir up trouble, so he had to sit in a chair and sulk.
Seeing Yuan Xingbang's depressed look, Xi Xingchen quickly explained: "There is another very important reason why I did this. From the beginning to the end, we have no evidence to prove that the Yang Xiaojin family was harmed by the Yao family."
"What we had in our hands at that time, except for the receipt of the land sale that was fingerprinted by Yang Xiaojin, was just speculation passed down by the villagers orally. These cannot be used as evidence in court."
"Yao Wenbin took the initiative to stand up at this time and was willing to pay to settle the trouble. Although it cannot be used as evidence, it at least shows that he has something evil in mind."
After hearing Xi Xingchen's explanation, all the elders nodded in agreement.
"After Yao Wenbin left, I decided to sneak into Yao's house that night to find Yang Xuelian to find out the true story of the matter. After all, she is now the only living person in the Yang family." Xi Xingchen deliberately emphasized the word "living" Tone.
Although none of the elders spoke, it could be seen from their expressions that their attitudes towards Xi Xingchen were beginning to change.
Xi Xingchen continued: "Although the "Dafa" grain store is the largest grain store in Zhuma Town, and the Yao family also has an industry in Zhuma Town, the Yao family does not live in Zhuma Town, but lives a few meters away from Zhuma Town. Yaozhuang, northeast of Ma Town."
"There are two roads from Zhuma Town to Yaozhuang. One is a big road with many detours. If you walk to Yaozhuang, it is about twenty miles, and it takes about two to three hours to walk at night; if you take a small road to Yaozhuang, it is about 20 miles. The journey is more than half shorter, only about an hour's walk, but you have to climb a mountain and pass by a mass grave."
"Due to the unrest in the world, the villagers said that the ghosts in the mass graves were so haunted that they would rather take detours than take small roads even during the day."
"In order to save time and avoid meeting Yao Yuanbin on the road, I decided to take a small road. Hey! Not to mention, when I passed the mass grave, I really encountered a strange thing."
It has to be said that Xi Xingchen does have a talent for telling stories, and he unknowingly aroused the curiosity of the elders.
In the thirty-fourth year of Jingxian's reign, it was night and light rain on April 14th.
In order not to attract attention, Xi Xingchen put on a raincoat and a bamboo hat. Before going out, he did not forget to wrap a black cloth around the lantern. With the three feet of orange light leaking from the bottom of the lantern, when he arrived at the mass grave, it was already Late at night.
Walking along the winding path of the mass grave, the only thing Xi Xingchen felt was silence, silence! It was very quiet, not even the chirping of insects and frogs, as if the whole person was separated from the world. Only the rustling of feet on the ground and the whine of the dark wind blowing through the tops of the grass could be heard. Occasionally, the grass could be seen floating in the air. A green will-o'-the-wisp appeared, flickering in and out of sight in the dark night.
I don't know if it was due to psychological reasons, but Xi Xingchen suddenly felt that the temperature in the mass grave had dropped by seven or eight degrees compared to other places. A gust of cool wind blew with drizzle. Xi Xingchen shivered for no reason, and his hair suddenly stood up. stand up.
When Xi Xingchen was traveling in the southern Xinjiang continent, he once passed by a battlefield. He and the local fellows buried the corpses for three days, so he was not afraid of the dead.
But the atmosphere in the mass grave was too weird. Even though Xi Xingchen was so talented and bold, he couldn't help but speed up his pace.
