After Su Xiaolou said this, the masked man opposite had only fear but no shock in his eyes. It seemed that they knew the identities of Su Xiaolou and the others. Instead, Su Xiaolou was shocked. How did the masked man know that he and his group were They are not wearing official uniforms today!
There was another burst of lightning and thunder, which seemed to split the whole world. The strong wind made the big trees roar. The masked scholar knelt on the ground in pain and begged: "Please let them go, they are innocent, as long as If you are willing to let them go, I will go back with you to confess."
Su Xiaolou agreed without hesitation: "Yes!"
They are currently at a disadvantage and it is important to save their lives. The rabbit bites people when it is anxious! If this group of people is pushed into a hurry, it won't be worth it if they all die together.
"Swear, I want you to swear to God! You will let them go! You will never implicate them."
The sky became darker and darker. Suddenly, lightning was waving everywhere like a silver whip, one in the east and one in the west. It was very scary!
Su Xiaolou hesitated. He really knew how to choose the right time. Although he was a staunch materialist, he still feared heaven and earth. Would he really not be struck by lightning if he made such an insincere oath in such thundering weather?
"Can't there be another way? Brother, although I am sincere, I am afraid that God will be blind!"
The masked scholar's eyes suddenly flashed with fierceness. Ignoring the firecracker on his forehead, he picked up the knife on the ground and stabbed Lu Datong fiercely: "If you are not willing to let us go, then we will all die together. !”
"Wait a minute!" Su Xiaolou shouted. The knives on both sides were only an inch away from his neck. He was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat: "I swear! I swear!"
Su Xiaolou slowly raised his right hand, and the rolling thunder in the sky was like dozens of cannons firing in your ears. It will leave people with lingering fear even afterward: "I, Su Xiaolou, swear to God! I am willing to let everyone else here except you go." If everyone violates this oath, let me... let my parents die and my brothers and sisters die on the streets, how about that, it's poisonous enough!"
The masked scholar looked at his other accomplices: "Put down your knives and leave quickly!"
Dare to swear such a poisonous oath in this kind of weather, the masked scholar and the others believed Su Xiaolou. The knife fell to the ground with a crisp sound, and everyone put down the knife. Fatty and the others rushed up to hold the masked scholar down. Face the scholar to prevent him from regretting it.
A strong man stood there
Speaking with a local accent, he said: "We won't leave. We did it together. If we want to be arrested, we will be arrested together."
Everyone agreed: "Yes!"
"We're not leaving!"
Su Xiaolou originally wanted to let them go, but he didn't expect that these people were quite affectionate and kind. Since this was the case, he would not be polite to them: "Then let's take them away together!"
"You should leave quickly. Li's family has no children and no worries. If you die, you will die. You still have wives and children waiting for you to go back. What will they do if you die? How can they survive in a place like that? , hurry up and leave! You don’t have to do this for Li.” The scholar broke off his face towel during violent movements. Su Xiaolou was stunned when he saw that face. It turned out to be the one who recited "Poetry on Boiled Salt" at the salt farm that day.
Su Xiaolou asked: "Are you and them both salt people? You unscrupulous people dare to smuggle official salt, but the imperial envoy has to go all the way to make decisions for you!"
"No, what we sell privately is only residual salt, not official salt."
Surplus salt is the salt left after the salt residents have paid for the regular salt. Salt households are not allowed to trade privately. All salt is collected from the Salt Transportation Department and then entered into the account. Su Xiaolou thought that Boss Zhou's two large warehouses were full of salt. Asked: "The salt farm stipulates that so much regular salt should be turned in every day, how do you save so much excess salt?"
Li Juzi looked at the lightning piercing the sky: "If your life is dark and only bullies and oppression remain, you will know it."
Su Xiaolou was silent for a while, and then asked: "The Imperial Envoy has promised to make the decision for you, and will formulate a new and more reasonable salt payment policy in the future. Why do you still risk selling salt!"
"Because I gave them hope they shouldn't have. At first, we sold residual salt just for food and clothing, to survive. Later, I found that I could get some money, so I wanted to help those poor children, so I went to the salt farm on my own I secretly opened a school at home and asked all the children to come to class at night. I told them that studying can change their destiny, they can gain fame and become high officials, and they don’t have to cook salt day and night like their parents. In this The saltworks wasted their lives, and they also wanted to study. The saltworks did not want their children to become who they were in the future. The saltworks did not give out money, only stipends. However, to study, you need to buy books, pens, ink, paper and inkstones, which requires money. So the salt people boiled salt day and night, hoping to have more surplus salt to exchange for some money to buy books for their children. If there was no surplus salt, they sold their polished rice and exchanged it for brown rice to buy books for their children."
It turns out that the two warehouses of refined salt were saved day and night by the salt workers in the salt field. They just wanted to find a way out for their children. A drop of water fell on Su Xiaolou's forehead. Su Xiaolou raised his head, and the patter of rain fell. .
The poor cherish each other. The fat man was twitching at this moment and was so moved that he almost shed tears. The other people felt very uncomfortable. Their parents had used up their duties as school captains behind their backs to beg their grandfather and grandma. I got it through my savings from the first half of my life.
The salt affairs were originally a mess, like an apple with worms inside. It was rotten from top to bottom. Everyone wanted to get a piece of this silver mountain. The aristocratic families wanted to expand their rights. Salt Businessmen want to make more money, salt people want to live better, and people want to eat cheaper salt.
The people at the top have made the rules, but they never see the word "rules" in their eyes. Instead, they ask the people at the bottom not to take a step outside the rules, and slowly squeeze out the last bit of their value within the rules.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the earth mercilessly. Su Xiaolou cursed: "Xiong Er, in this damn weather, why didn't you remind me to bring an umbrella? My new clothes are all wet. Hurry up and stop the team! I’ll have to change my clothes when I get back!”
"Boss! They..." Yan Min and Su Xiaolou's thugs were a little confused.
"Let them get wet if they like. Let's go." Su Xiaolou didn't sympathize with them very much. Sympathy was useless. He just felt that it was despicable to climb up on the shoulders of poor people!
People's hearts are made of flesh. Su Xiaolou's henchmen were very happy. Su Xiaolou's image in their hearts became a little brighter.
Lu Datong suddenly rushed out like a mad dog and put a knife on Li Juzi's neck: "We can't let them go!"
"Lu Datong! What are you doing? Do you dare to disobey orders and forget the oath you swore before setting off?"
Lu Datong turned around and glared at Su Xiaolou, and suddenly punched Su Xiaolou in the face. Su Xiaolou did not check for a moment, but a huge force drove him to turn around, and he fell embarrassingly into the mud mixed with rain. , Fatty, Xiong Er and others saw that their boss was beaten, so they swarmed up and subdued Lu Datong.
