Although the food was hard to swallow, there was still a fierce battle to be fought tomorrow, so everyone had to endure it for the time being and eat it all.
Then he went to bed early and just waited for dawn.
The next morning, when the sky was dark, Mr. Xiang and his party had already set off south.
Just because the old woman once said that Mr. Huang lives a few miles south.
As we walked, the surrounding scene gradually became more prosperous.
There are no more wild trees and weeds, replaced by large tracts of rice fields, with tender green seedlings sprouting out of the ground, swaying in the spring breeze, which has a unique style.
But at this moment, no one was in the mood to appreciate this beautiful scenery.
When they reached noon, a manor suddenly came into view.
I saw that in the manor, there were houses, and large tracts of grain piled up like mountains.
It is truly a scene of luxury and wealth.
But in the eyes of Mr. Xiang, it is all about people’s wealth and wealth!
Bang bang bang!
The guard commander Pei Burang stepped forward and knocked on the door of the manor.
A middle-aged man who looked like a servant walked out of the door. With a little vigilance, he looked at everyone and said, "Who are you?"
"You are not qualified to know who we are. Call your Mr. Huang to come out. My master has something to say to him."
Perhaps it was because Master Xiang and his party looked so impressive, but the servant did not dare to neglect them and hurried back.
After a while, a middle-aged man with a big belly wearing a purple robe came out.
This man has a mustache, a hooked nose, and triangular eyes. He has a mean and mean look at first glance.
Mr. Xiang stared at the purple clothes on his body and his expression became even more ugly.
If he read correctly, it should be silk made by Gu Beichuan.
Could it be that the Huainan poet is still colluding with these people?
It seems that this trip is probably in vain.
"You guys came to see me, Mr. Huang, why?"
Mr. Huang bowed his hands and showed his courtesy.
Mr. Xiang lost his patience and said bluntly: "There is an old woman about three miles north of here, but you killed her son?"
Hearing this, Mr. Huang's face turned livid, and he narrowed his triangular eyes. He did not deny it, but said openly: "What, you still want to help that old man collect debts?"
"It is indeed time to collect debts, but not for the old woman, but for the court."
"Today's Holy One hates evil as much as hatred, and can't tolerate a grain of sand in his eyes. How dare you be so presumptuous, deceive the superiors and deceive the inferiors, and suck the fat and oil of the people?"
Hearing such a stern rebuke, Mr. Huang not only showed no shame, but also laughed.
"Your Majesty?"
"Who doesn't know that the current Holy Emperor is obsessed with the Northern Expedition and ignores government affairs."
"Now the Yang family is in charge of the court."
"As long as you please the Yang family, your Majesty is nothing."
boom!
As soon as he said this, before Mr. Xiang could give the order, Pei Burang stood up and shouted: "Bold!"
"How dare you deceive the king and ignore your superiors!"
The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and in an instant, the sword flashed, and the head of the servant standing in front of Mr. Huang fell to the ground.
"You dare to be disrespectful to the current Holy One, and you will not be allowed to stay today!"
When Mr. Huang saw this scene, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
"I see that you are not from poor backgrounds. You must have some background. Why is this so?"
"How about we make peace?"
"Making peace? Making peace with a bug like you is really tainting my master's identity."
Mr. Xiang remained silent, and even giving orders was done by Wei Qing.
But anyone who is familiar with him will know that this person is really angry.
"Okay, you guys are really shameless. Come here, get these stinky Qiuba for me."
"Do you really think that if you learn some Three-legged Cat Kung Fu, you can be a hero in front of me?"
Mr. Huang gave the order, and sure enough, dozens of thugs poured out from inside and outside the manor.
All of them held sticks in their hands and looked fierce.
Pei refused to see this, but he didn't show any timidity. Instead, he licked his lips, showing excitement.
"Don't interfere, please let me try this group of bastards."
Hearing this, many of the guards who were about to step forward to help stopped one after another with helpless expressions on their faces.
Their commander is still so aggressive.
"You are so brave. One person dares to provoke dozens of us. Master, I will beat you to death!" At this moment, Mr. Huang looked fierce and evil.
With an order, dozens of thugs swarmed forward.
Pei Burang just stood there, raising the knife and then lowering it.
Every time he raised his hand, a bloody head rolled down.
In Mr. Huang's opinion, it was more like his thugs taking the initiative to put their necks forward and being slaughtered.
"Is this... this person good at sorcery?"
After a while, dozens of thugs were all bleeding, and only Pei Burang was left standing on the spot, standing tall and majestic.
While muttering in his mouth: "Some of them can't help but beat me." While shaking his wrist, he saw a powerful force sweeping through him, knocking off all the blood on the long knife.
"Everyone knows that Huainan is prosperous, and everyone has food to eat and clothing to wear."
"That Huai'an poet is not only talented in literature, but also a first-rate benevolent person. He has made countless poor people live a good life."
"When I saw it today, I was really disappointed."
Mr. Xiang looked at the scene of blood flowing in front of him, and he didn't feel any emotion in his heart, but he was just a little pity.
Hearing this, Wei Qing opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end he was speechless.
"Master, how should we deal with this person?" Pei Burang pointed at Master Huang and said.
"Kill him."
"Wait a minute, wait a minute, you can't kill me, you can't kill me!"
"The magistrate of Shouxian County is from the Yang family. I have given him countless amounts of money over the years. He will definitely protect me."
"If you kill me, you won't get out of Shouxian County alive!"
When Mr. Huang heard this, he roared hysterically.
"Let me go. As long as you let me go, I'm willing to give up half of my family wealth!"
"I have accumulated a lot of money over the years, you will definitely be satisfied."
Mr. Huang looked at everyone and saw a look of astonishment flashing across their faces, thinking that he had come to hope.
Unexpectedly, the other party asked him a question that surprised him extremely.
"Where did you say this is?"
"Shou County."
"Shou County? Isn't it Huainan?"
"Shou County was originally the territory of Huainan, but thirty years ago, the Holy Emperor ascended the throne and reorganized the counties."
"Shou County was also carved out, located between Fuyang and Huainan counties, and became its own county."
"Don't you know?"
"The laws in Huainan are strict, and there are behemoths like Feihong. If I were in Huainan, how could I dare to do this?"
After hearing Mr. Huang's words, everyone couldn't help but look at each other.
Co-authored, after such a long time of turmoil, it turned out to be a big mistake.
Mr. Xiang really had mixed feelings in his heart, and he didn't know whether to be happy or angry for a moment.
