Chapter 2 Incident
Su Chen touched the small token in his hand. It was neither gold nor iron, but dark and hard.
Thinking about the weird dream just now, it seems that there is this sign in the skinny palm. Could it be this?
He guessed that it might have something to do with the spiritual tablets offered in the ancestral hall. After all, he vaguely remembered a sentence in the dream: "I will send you a piece of incense..."
The word 'bless' Could it be that the cards were obtained in exchange for merit bars?
Su Chen toyed with it over and over, but didn't feel it had any effect. It was just like an ordinary iron sign with a name engraved on it. He was thinking about trying water, fire and other methods. However, if it didn't work, a respectful voice in the courtyard shouted:
“Third Young Master, it’s time to go have a meal.”
The waiter outside told the time accurately. Su Chen disconnected from his thoughts, put the token into his sleeve, and opened the door to the room. door out.
When I arrived at the place, I didn’t see the eldest brother and the second brother, but the two brothers and sisters-in-law were there. When they saw the uncle, the two beautiful women gave a slight blessing, and the second sister-in-law moved inside. Move your steps and subconsciously open a little distance.
Su Chen didn't pay attention to his second sister-in-law's actions. He apologized and went to invite his parents over for dinner. Before he reached the door of the room, he could vaguely hear his father Su Congfang's voice.
"I have already told him to let him do something with his two brothers."
"It is good to follow Su Yong and Su Lie, but Chen'er will not be able to do this well, which will make people laugh. ." The soft woman's voice said at this time.
"Then I have to go. I've been idle all day long, and even offered spiritual tablets of unknown origin. He actually said they were his ancestors. I'm so angry. Why did I have such a son."
"No matter how naughty he is, he is still your son. We failed to teach him well, so why blame him."
The annoying cicadas chirped one after another, and Su Congfang sat down silently in the slightly opened window.
"My husband only hopes that he can stand alone in the future. There may be some instability recently."
"Haosheng said, Chen'er will listen..."
In the bright sky, behind He couldn't hear his words clearly. Su Chen pursed his lips and left in silence. He walked around the atrium and then returned to the hall. The table was filled with dishes, including sweet-scented osmanthus cakes, crispy pancakes, and porcelain bowls filled with porridge. .
Soon, the eldest brother Su Yong and the second brother Su Lie accompanied their father, and then sat next to their respective wives. The former, wearing a white robe with gold embroidery on the outside and a blue singlet on the inside, was talking softly to his father Su Congfang. Seeing Su Chen come back, he smiled and nodded. The second brother wore a black robe with a purple hem and a brown beaded belt around his waist. He held up his sleeves to bring vegetables to his wife next to him.
"Father, eldest brother, second brother!" Su Chen greeted him one by one, and saw that the seat next to his father was empty, "Why didn't you see your mother?"
When Su Congfang saw her youngest son coming in, she straightened her face and asked him to sit aside. "Your mother is a little sick. Su Huan has sent breakfast to the room. I sit next to your elder brother. I have something important to do." Let me tell you.”
Su Huan is Su Chen’s sister-in-law.
“Yes!”
Su Chen walked around to one side and smiled at the second sister-in-law who glanced at him. He lifted up his robe and sat down. His eldest brother Su Yong exchanged a few words with Su Lie. , holding the porridge bowl and looking away, "I am going out to give out porridge and food to the victims this afternoon. You will come with me, brother."
"Second brother, are you coming with me?"
"He is busy with other things. Father will come over later after taking care of the matter. You rarely go out of the city, and you have never experienced some scenes. The drought has been severe recently, and the people in the two counties can't survive. Many people come to Ding'an City. Now outside the city Thousands of people have gathered. Your second brother and I ran around the city yesterday and summoned some wealthy people." Su Yong tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks.
Su Chen didn’t want to go with him. The eldest brother was the heir, so he should do these things, and the matter of the spiritual tablets was still on his mind.
"You are a descendant of the Su family, you can't do nothing." Su Yong probably saw what he was thinking, and patted the back of Su Chen's hand: "It's okay, I'll protect you for my brother. That's it. It’s agreed that I’ll go out with my brother later, and we’ll go out of the city together after noon.”
Su Congfang put down the bowls and chopsticks, tapping her fingertips on the table: “Learn more from your eldest and second brother. , when this matter is over, I will ask Mr. Fang, the scholar of Longteng Pavilion, to come and get your name."
"Okay"
No choice, his father made the final decision, and Su Chen couldn't escape even if he wanted to. Listening to his father and brother chatting about the drought outside the city, he had a hasty breakfast, and then went to pay his respects to his mother.
The woman must have caught a cold and coughed a little, so she pulled Su Chen beside the bed.
"Follow your elder brother when you go out, and listen to him more, you know?"
"Don't worry, mother."
Su Chen propped up his chin and listened to his mother. The nagging, the eldest brother is indeed worthy of being an heir, and he is very familiar with all kinds of situations. When he becomes a marquis in the future, he should continue to be a rich man.
Just after noon, Su Chen followed his brother to the outside of the city.
At this time, the situation of the victims was not particularly serious. The door was not closed, but the interrogation was intensified. The crowds of people in the suburbs, including their families and acquaintances, gathered into small groups. Countless low voices intertwined with each other, creating a buzzing noise.
Su Chen lifted the car curtain and forgot to talk to his brother. He was lost in thought and looked at the numb and panic-stricken faces that passed through his eyes.
Whether he is fighting for fame or sincerely saving people, as long as the victims can have a mouthful of food and avoid starving to death, he will fully support it.
When we arrived at the soup kitchen, the government had already prepared everything. It was half a mile away from the sheds of about a dozen large families. Under the scorching sun, the numb victims gathered together. After hearing the noise, they slowly Standing up slowly, he seemed to smell the aroma of gruel and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
I don't know who shouted: "The government is giving out porridge!"
"Everyone is grabbing it!"
A dense crowd of figures ran toward the porridge shed like crazy, and the crowd surged and pushed each other. , someone fell, someone cursed angrily, the old woman who fell hugged her arm that was stepped on and cried loudly.
“Ouch... it hurts me to step on it!”
“Mom!!”
"Don't be crowded!"
The guards and government officials guarding the porridge shed stood in front with swords and long sticks. From time to time they beat people who came in and shouted: "Line up, everyone Everyone is there, come one by one!”
Many victims of the disaster and beggars inside and outside the city were holding old and dirty bowls, and they passed by the guard’s sight one by one and took a big spoonful. After receiving the gruel, they were given a medium-sized steamed bun. Some were grateful, while others were silent. After receiving the food, for fear of being snatched by others, they quickly squatted in a corner to eat and drink with the bowl in hand, even licking the bottom of the bowl clean.
Su Chen is also helping with work. Instead of his brother leading people around, he prefers to serve porridge to each of the victims with a spoon. Naturally, Guard Thirteen complained a little, feeling that the dignified third son actually did this. The servant's affairs also caused him to make steamed buns nearby.
After a while, Su Yong brought a group of soldiers over. He asked a servant to take over Su Chen's work, "Father is coming soon. Don't do these chores yet."
"When?"
Su Chen took the handkerchief handed over by Thirteen and wiped his hands. Just as he said this, in his peripheral vision, there was a commotion at the city gate, which was heavily guarded. , the soldiers withdrew their horses and fences, and two teams of twenty cavalry opened the way, and more than a hundred armored soldiers holding iron spears and spears protected a carriage. After that, they stopped a little in front of the porridge shed. Su Congfang was helped out by the driver, and he saw the two people on the opposite side striding past.
"How is it?"
Su Congfang's words seemed to be asking Su Chen or Su Yong. The latter quickly replied: "Go back to father, everything is fine." It went smoothly and there was no trouble.”
Su Chen watched the steadfast reply between his eldest brother and his father, and curled his lips slightly. Although they were father and son, there was no caring tone like that between relatives. When he traveled through time, he saw the eldest brother as the heir apparent. He has always been groomed as the next Marquis of the Su family. He seems to have a lot of power, but in fact, he rarely feels the familiarity between relatives.
"Your eldest brother praised you just now. If you did what you did today on weekdays, I don't know how much worry your father would have saved." After speaking to her eldest son, Su Congfang turned around and her tone was unrecognizable. Harsh or gratifying.
Su Chen had that careless look again: "I know, dad."
He thought in his mind to drive him back to the house quickly.
But Su Congfang asked him to follow, looked around for a while, then walked to the porridge shed on a whim, drove away a servant, rolled up his sleeves and personally served steamed buns to the victims. Su Chen, who was called, had no choice but to cooperate and pick up the big spoon again.
At this time, the porridge soup area was still overcrowded. After the people who had received the steamed buns and porridge finished eating, they wiped the bottom of the bowl and a long queue formed. The temperature was hot, and the soldiers in armor looked at the crowd with lances in their hands. , the sounds of shouting, crying, and whispering turned into hypnotic magic sounds in my ears.
In an instant, there was a sudden noise in the long queue, and then, screams spread, and after a while, more people screamed.
"Ouch, we killed someone!"
The sleepy soldiers suddenly woke up and looked at the guards and guards who were maintaining order, and then several people went over to see what was going on.
There were seven or eight people waiting at the porridge shed. Su Chen scooped up a spoonful of porridge and shouted: "Next." When he looked at the victims receiving the porridge in front of him, he suddenly felt He felt something burning him in his sleeve.
He quickly put down his spoon and touched his cuffs. The victim who had not yet received the porridge turned and walked towards the steamed buns. Several people behind the man walked around in front of Su Chen.
“You haven’t received the porridge yet!”
Su Chen was surprised for a moment, and then, a cold light reflected in his eyes. The first victim who walked to the steamer came from He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve.
A soldier nearby widened his eyes and shouted: "There is an assassin!"
The next moment the voice resounded, the soldier swooped out with a spear and took out his dagger. The victims jumped onto the long table, disintegrated in the steamer and threw it in the air. The steamed buns were poured out, and they collided with the soldier. The dagger scratched the soldier's neck, blood splashed, and the spear that flew away was smashed. On wooden pillars.
In an instant, the second victim flew towards the astonished Su Congfang.
Poof!
Blood sprayed out, and the assassin stabbed the dagger into Su Congfang's abdomen.
“Dad!”
Su Chen reacted, threw the big spoon, and hit the assassin on the head. When the wooden spoon bounced away, Guard Thirteen hit him. He pulled out the sword from its sheath and pulled out a flash of cold light. The assassin pulled out his dagger and flew sideways into the air. The long table where the buns were distributed was suddenly cut into two sections by the long sword.
In a sudden scene, more soldiers came to their senses and rushed towards the porridge shed.
The third and fourth assassins threw something from their arms. It flew into the air and exploded with a bang. Thick needles shot out in all directions like raindrops. They jingled and bounced off the armor. The sparks also shot out countless pinholes in the face of the person, causing the person to scream in agony with blood on his face.
In a moment, Su Chen took advantage of Thirteen's opportunity to entangle the second assassin, rushed towards Su Congfang on the ground, grabbed his shoulders and pulled him back. In an instant, the first assassin jumped from a soldier The corpse turned its head to look this way, and then rushed towards him with an afterimage.
The dagger grazed the air, creating a whistling wind.
Su Chen instinctively let go and rolled away. The edge of the blade was close to the back of his head, cutting off a few strands of hair. When it fell, something fell out of his sleeve and made a 'ding' sound when it fell to the ground. A sound,
It's that dark token.
“Third Young Master!” Guard Thirteen waved the long sword in his hand with a cold light, forced the assassin in front of him away, tilted his head and shouted in hiss.
The assassin in the hayloft flipped the dagger in his hand and rushed towards Su Chen again.
The dust on the ground caressed slightly and rolled in the wind, and the token on the ground flashed with a faint light.
The rushing assassin suddenly paused, his eyes instantly tightened, across the field of vision, behind the person called Third Young Master, stood a faint silhouette, wearing a crown, twelve robes, and a mysterious figure. He wears a colored crown, his legs are covered with vermilion, his knees are covered with red, and his waist is hung with a ribbon and red saddlebags.
The silhouette of the man was glaring angrily.
"What the hell..." The assassin was stunned for a moment.
At this time, Su Chen slowly stood up from the ground, with a different expression on his face than before. He took a step, the dust around his feet blew and spread, his eyes bloomed with majesty, and his arms suddenly raised He stood up, waved his wide sleeves, and there seemed to be another voice in his voice followed by shouting.
"Left and right, capture one of them and kill the rest!"
The next moment after he finished speaking, behind the fence a little further outside the porridge shed, there was a man from the world watching a show with an iron gun on his back. He squeezed through the crowd and jumped over the fence.
The moment his steps hit the ground, his body ran wildly.
Tap...
There were rapid footsteps, coming closer and closer. The moment they rushed into the porridge shed, their toes touched the ground. A man in a green shirt was pulling a handle. The spear jumped up.
Buzz!
The gunshot roared loudly, and the man threw it out with a swipe, making a roaring sound.
Dang!
The head of the gun blocked the dagger and wiped the edge, then penetrated directly through the ragged body, flew backwards and then nailed to the wooden pillar of the porridge shed with a bang, making the shed creak and shake. .
The assassin's whole body was hung on the gun.
Sudden changes occurred. Several assassins stopped and looked at the porridge shed. Su Chen slightly glanced at the knight who rushed in. The man was wearing a green shirt and a bamboo hat. He stepped forward and raised his spear. Pull it out from people and wooden posts.
He took off his bamboo hat, his hair was neatly combed, a strand of black hair dangled in front of his forehead, a thick and short beard on his chin, and his eyes were bright under his thick eyebrows.
The man turned the tip of his gun and slammed it on the ground. When the blood on the tip of the gun spattered and fell to the ground, he raised his hand towards Su Chen and said, "The green forest and grass are fair, and I wish you the best of my respects, Third Young Master!"
Wei The summary said: Kui was captured by aid, but Kui refused to worship him. He said to aid, "Who is the prince who has been in the county for many years and does not know what to do?" Yuan said angrily, "quickly kill him." The generals protected him and imprisoned him. The pot is closed in the earth cellar and covered with wheels to make people stick to it. When he was about to kill him, Kui called the guard from the cellar and said, "There is no healthy child here, so why should a righteous man die here?" At that time, there was a man who wished justice, and he was not an old friend of Kui, but he heard his words and felt pity for him to keep his integrity. In times of danger, thieves went to lure them out at night, broke their weapons and sent them away without saying their names.
(End of this chapter)