Cao Hu came all the way from Donghai Lake City on Route 11. He didn't take a carriage, let alone a horse, because he had no money.
His father, Cao Long, was the magistrate of Hucheng. He asked his son to enter the capital just for one thing: money. He wanted the money and food that the court should give to Hucheng.
Lake City is located on Shangyun Road in the East China Sea. It can be said that it is for the Ministry of War and Ministry of Industry, including Huang Laosi, to take out the most detailed map of Zhongzhou, and then let the three famous detectives Conan, Di Renjie and Sherlock hold magnifying glasses. , after a year of searching, none of the three people could find the location of Lake City on the map.
It's not that this city doesn't exist, it does exist, but 90% of the officials in the court have never heard of it, and the remaining 10% are basically in Honglu Temple.
The court officials did not know the exact location of Lake City or its population.
Because the people in this city were all Fanman, it was also the only city within the jurisdiction of the Chang Dynasty where all the Fanman people lived.
When Cao Hu left Hucheng, his father gave him fifty cents to support him. Cao Long said to Cao Hu that fifty cents was a bit small, but it should be used to train Cao Hu's independent ability.
Cao Hu, who left Hucheng for the first time in his life, had no idea about fifty articles.
It wasn't until he was about to leave Shangyundao that Cao Hu realized that this was not his father's ability to exercise his independence. This was clearly his ability to survive in the wild.
He left in the summer and walked for almost half a year. With winter approaching, Cao Hu finally made it to the middle of the capital.
Living in the open air is no longer enough to describe Cao Hu's hardships along the way. The main reason was that he kept getting lost and followed the official road, almost missing the Weijiang River.
After entering the city, if it weren't for the dark road, the city gatekeeper almost didn't introduce Cao Hu as a refugee and directly introduced him to Zhuangzi in the southern suburbs.
Hu City was "built" by the great-great-grandfathers of the great-grandfather of the emperor, who asked the Hu-nu tribe to draw the land and build the city. With its back on the mountains and facing the sea, at the edge of Shangyun Road, the Hu-nu tribe took root and prospered.
At that time, as the naturalized Fanman tribe, they were supposed to be under the control of Honglu Temple. At that time, officials from Honglu Temple also personally took the Hunu tribe members to take root in Hucheng, and said that they would send people to send money and food every year.
At that time, the officials of Honglu Temple kept their word and sent people to send money and food in the second year. However, in the third year, due to the change of imperial power, the power of Honglu Temple was diluted by the Chang Dynasty court, and they were not responsible for the surrendered fans. Regarding affairs related to the barbarian tribe, who is in charge of it? In short, everyone just recommends each other.
So to be precise, the Hunv tribe has not received "help" and "support" from the court for 47 consecutive years. Now the barbarians of the Hunv tribe have basically regressed to the Shennong period.
The funniest thing is that the magistrate of Hucheng was not appointed by the court, but hereditary. It was the only hereditary city and magistrate in the Quanchang Dynasty.
When Cao Long saw that they had returned to the Stone Age no matter if the court ignored them, he asked his son Cao Hu to go to the capital to ask for money and food.
As a result, Honglu Temple didn't care about the matter at all, and Cao Hu was kicked out.
Cao Hu, who was obviously only nineteen years old but tall and thick, shed tears, tears of grievance.
After walking for half a year, I didn't get a penny, so there's nothing to say. When I came out, at least the whole city collected fifty penny for me. How can I go back now?
Walking among the bustling commotion, Cao Hu's nose twitched, and his heart was filled with sadness and grievance.
The pair of arms that could tear apart tigers and wolves in the mountains of Lake City were trembling slightly.
Cao Hu couldn't walk anymore and didn't want to leave. He leaned under a willow tree, holding his head and wanting to cry loudly.
The first warrior of the Lake Girl Tribe, tired and mentally exhausted, squatted down, sat down, and then chose to lie down, ignoring the people coming and going in the capital, and just lay down on the muddy ground.
A group of street patrol soldiers holding water and fire sticks came over, and the leader smashed the water and fire sticks heavily on the ground.
"Where did you come from, beggars? Get away. I wonder if this is Jingzhong."
Cao Hu stood up again, climbed up, and looked at the twelve soldiers with an expressionless face.
His father Cao Long once told him that after leaving Hucheng, he could do anything, but the only thing he couldn't do was beat people.
Along the way, Cao Hu had suffered many grievances, but he had never beaten anyone. Even though he was humiliated in every possible way by the chiefs and officials of Honglu Temple, he still endured it.
At this moment, Cao Hu was not ready to endure it any longer.
Why do the Han family still tolerate it when they treat their Hunu tribe like this?
Taking a deep breath, Cao Hu was about to swing his fist when a kick flew from the side, knocking the leading soldier to the ground.
The expressions of the other soldiers changed drastically, and before they could draw out their sabers, a waist badge was waved in front of them.
Fu San put away his belt and whispered one word - get out.
The soldier who fell on the ground quickly got up and ran away in embarrassment with the others.
Chu Qing looked at Cao Hu from top to bottom with a smile on his face.
"Brother, what do you call me?"
Cao Hu looked at Chu Qing, who was wearing a Confucian robe and smiling, with a look of caution on his face.
Fu San said: "Young master, this man is probably a refugee. In autumn, he is still wearing straw sandals."
Chu Qing asked again: "Why did you go to Honglu Temple? Why were you let in? Why were you kicked out? You..."
Halfway through, Chu Qing noticed that Cao Hu's eyes were bloodshot, not due to fatigue, but natural. In addition, his cheekbones were extremely prominent.
Chu Qing asked uncertainly: "Are you not a Han?"
Cao Hu said nothing, his face still full of alertness.
An official from Honglu Temple wearing official robes walked quickly from a distance, followed by two government officials.
Sixth-grade chief executive, about thirty years old.
As soon as the person arrived, his face was full of sarcasm, he took out a lot of money from his sleeve and threw it at Cao Hu's feet.
"Master Yu sees that you are pitiful. Take this money and go back to the East China Sea. If you dare to come to Honglu Temple to cause trouble again, be careful to break your legs."
Cao Hu looked at the head of Honglu Temple, then looked down at the money, his face full of uncontrollable anger.
His teeth gnashed, and Cao Hu let out an almost beast-like roar from his throat.
The head of Honglu Temple was startled and took a few steps back.
Fu San's expression also changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to stop Chu Qing behind him.
"I have traveled thousands of miles to ask for food from your Han court on behalf of my Hunv tribe. I want to default on the food owed to our Hunv tribe. I have been gone for half a year, and you still refuse to acknowledge the debt and chase me away!"
Cao Hu pointed at the money on the ground and gritted his teeth and said, "Unless...unless you are more consistent!"
Chu Qing: "..."
The Honglu Temple official yelled: "Who are you? How dare you bargain? If Master Yu hadn't pitied you, I wouldn't have given you any money. Get out of here."
Cao Hu: "Then add five hundred more coins!"
Before the official could speak, Chu Qing kicked the clad Qianwen away, hugging his arms and looking half-smiling.
The Honglu Temple official raised his eyebrows: "Who are you?"
"your dad."
"What are you talking about? You...you dare to insult me?!"
"Yes." Chu Qing nodded seriously: "Yes, I insulted you, that's right."
The two government servants behind the Honglu Temple official saw that it was time to flatter him. With sneers on their faces, they picked up the water and fire sticks and slowly walked towards Chu Qing.
The next second, the sound of a dagger being unsheathed could be heard.
At some point, twelve people with different appearances and different clothes gathered around, each holding a short knife in their hands, Qianqiying Tanma standard short knife.
Chu Qing didn't squint his eyes, still smiling and saying: "Come on, bite me."
