Chapter 349: Bandits Re-Employed

Style: Historical Author: Ling Yuan Chu GeWords: 2479Update Time: 24/01/12 19:58:46
At this time, a saucy figure with his face covered, walked around with Ba Ye.

Carrying an awkward big knife, he walked out from behind the tree step by step.

In the eyes of Cui Family Grain Trading Company's transport guards as if they were facing a formidable enemy, the man actually stood in front of them, shaking his head and scratching his head.

It seemed like he was trying hard to think of something.

Looking at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, the guard leader knew that he was definitely not the only one nearby.

With his long sword across his face, his eyes darkened slightly, he said in a sharp warning.

"This strong man, have you seen the emblem of our carriage? We are the Cui family's grain store in the capital. We are going to Luoyang. Please make it convenient for us. We all go our own way. Tigers and leopards go different ways, so we can send each other off. how?"

In these mountains and forests, when encountering gangsters, you must not show weakness at first. This is Cui San's experience as a guard for more than three years.

Otherwise, he is just a soft persimmon to be slaughtered.

Besides, with the Cui family's golden name, it is possible for a small group of thieves and gangsters to solve the problem on their own.

The larger and more powerful gangsters generally understand how powerful the Cui family is.

If the Cui family is offended, at worst, the Cui family will directly pay the court to suppress the bandits, and neither party will be left behind.

Therefore, the emblem of the Five Surnames and Qiwang has always been a good pass, and few bandits who have gathered together dare to touch it.

Of course, after leaving Gyeonggi Province, there are five major border states.

So with the golden brand name of the Cui family, Cui San naturally has some confidence.

And the strength of this arrow should be that it could be shot from a hundred steps away without revealing its position.

This kind of archers are by no means a small group of just a few or five people who come forward and complain that they are bandits~

Of course, you can register your own surname to save yourself some trouble~

Cheng Chumo was thinking about something when he heard what the leader said. He waved his hands in a bored manner and said with a crooked corner of his masked mouth.

"Leave me alone, what nonsense is the Cui family? I've never heard of it!"

Just as the guard leader's expression darkened, Cheng Chumo patted his head.

"correct!"

He turned sideways, holding the knife, and spoke in a very arrogant tone.

"I opened this road and planted this tree! If you want to live from now on, leave money to buy the road!"

Then the conversation changed again, and he said in a sinister and threatening voice: "Otherwise, you will die in the wilderness and be killed or buried!"

This powerful and rhyming Jie Dao words shocked the scene.

Cheng Chumo was really feeling bad. As expected from what he heard from Brother Fan, he was really cool.

Cui Sanleneng glanced at the surrounding hillsides. He also didn't expect this calamity. Could it be that he was a scholar?

"My dear Cui San, it seems that you are not going to show mercy to the strong man? Do you dare to leave the name of the mountain? My Cui family is here to ask for advice!"

Then Cui San quietly waved his hand behind him, and many people were ready to form a triangle formation.

"What a good boy, you are worthy of being sent by the boss to study for a few days. I like to hear this!"

Wu Dabiao, who was hiding on the slope behind, said with admiration in his eyes~

Why didn't they think of this word back then?

It would be a pity to wait until now when they are re-employed to show up...

Then, with a fierce smile on his masked face, he stood up first.

"Okay, brothers, come on! Finish your work early and call it a day!"

Immediately, there were cats and figures all around, and they kept jumping out of the snow. For a moment, they were like a raging group of hungry wolves, shouting all kinds of excited words, and rushed directly down!

That group of masked bandits suddenly appeared and they were furious...

After giving it a moment, Cui Sanmeng was trapped...

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It takes no more than two moments!

Phew~

In this snowy field, a cold wind blows~

A dozen figures with bruises and swollen faces huddled together, their naked bodies shaking like chaff under the cold wind.

The messy traces around it showed how tragic this place had just been.

Cui San covered his lower body with difficulty and climbed up tremblingly from the ground, with a look of aggrieved anger in his eyes!

Looking at the road where the group of people were yelling and shouting to leave, he glared angrily!

These people are so cruel!

This was the first time he saw bandits robbing someone. They didn't kill anyone, but they stripped off all their clothes and took away all the goods they brought!

There are only a dozen 'Langli Baitiao' left in the snow~

Injustice...

"Manager Cui, let's go find a place to get some clothes first...ahhhhhhhh!!!"

One person's face turned red from suppressing it, and he didn't know whether he was ashamed or cold.

If we don't leave, a group of people may freeze to death in the ice and snow!



The second day.

At the foot of Sijiao Mountain.

They were rows of withered grass shacks barely built one after another.

This shack is really rough, with wood standing on both sides and only covered with sparse branches and some thin hay.

Just such a shack has become a shelter for the family from wind and snow.

Countless people were huddled in shacks and shivering. At this time, keeping warm had become a luxury. Being able to avoid freezing to death was already a blessing from God.

Today, Tang Sufan still got up extra early and got off the carriage from a distance.

Frowning, I saw that this was originally an open space in Sijiao Mountain, but now there were almost shacks as far as the eye could see, even though nearly ten thousand people had gathered here.

But it was still quiet, the howling north wind kept blowing, and the faint sobbing could still be heard.

No one dares to come out until it's time for dinner, and they will even consider making big moves.

The suffering of hunger and cold here is like a painting drawn by heaven, so vividly and endlessly miserable.

It's so cold.

Especially this early in the morning, you can occasionally see some men in bloated clothes patrolling around.

These people are all guards sent by the Confucius Mansion to maintain order.

Even dressed like this, each of the patrolling guards would shrink their heads and rub their hands from time to time, exhaling hot breath from their mouths.

Looking at this shack that was so simple that it could barely provide any insulation, Tang Sufan, holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, couldn't help but frown.

Given these conditions, something will happen sooner or later. Even if most of the people left outside are mature men, they won't be able to withstand it for long~

"Liu Xiao, let's go~"

Tang Sufan led Liu Xiao through the shacks along the way and entered the gate of the coal workshop.

The skinny figures can be seen everywhere, some of them are carrying some broken pots and bowls, and there are shelves in the shacks filled with snow.

It seems like some kind of spiritual belief...

The wailing sounds along the way made Tang Sufan's brows never relax.

You can even see two or three figures around, struggling to carry one person to the outside of the shack.

No need to think about it, it was already frozen to death.

When I wake up every morning, this kind of thing is not uncommon here.

"Cough cough cough cough!"

"Grandma, wake up! Grandma, you can't fall asleep!"

A burst of rapid coughing made Tang Sufan follow the sound. When Tang Sufan walked over, five or six people were already surrounding him, standing outside the shack with regretful and pitiful expressions on their faces.

Tang Sufan frowned and slowly looked through the arc formed by several people standing around.

Inside, a young man was holding a woman in her forties, shaking the woman's body, crying and shouting?

"Tch, what's there to see? He's dead! Even if he's not dead! He's almost dead!"

Hearing this voice, Tang Sufan couldn't help but frown!

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