Chapter 67 Zi Li Xiang
It was said that he wanted to kill King Kang, but the top priority was to move all the townspeople to the monk's village.
King Kang’s men were all capable men, as well as a large number of soldiers, war horses, and hard armor.
What does Xiao Changcheng have at his disposal?
There were about two hundred people, all of them were hungry, emaciated and malnourished. The weapons in their hands were kitchen knives, pitchforks and wooden table legs removed from an unknown table.
The current situation, according to Zuo Chen, should be to accumulate food widely, build high walls, and slow down the killing of the king.
In the hall of Xiao Changcheng's house, Zuo Chen sat on one of the few chairs and said to Xiao Changcheng in front of him:
"I will not help you kill King Kang directly, I will stay Neither can those two golden bean generals. They will only protect you and will not take the initiative to attack.
"Xuzhou should rely on you, not me. If it is true that I have helped you solve everything, you will indeed feel relaxed, but I will leave Xuzhou after all. When King Kang is gone, King Shou of Qingzhou will also come next to me. Even if I beat all the vassal kings to death, you will still be beaten if the new emperor you choose is not good enough.
"After all, you have to learn the skills yourself. When you become more capable, you can kill King Kang with one punch, so that you can avoid hundreds of punches."
Xiao Changcheng nodded: "Of course I know this. Since we want to fight, I will fight whoever in the beam doesn't let us eat."
"But..." Zuo Chen suddenly changed the topic and took it from his arms. He pulled out an ear of wheat and handed it to Xiao Changcheng.
Xiao Changcheng took it over doubtfully and found out that it was the wheat ear that Zuo Chen had broken off from the roadside when he first entered Xuzhou.
It’s just that compared to the way it looked drooped and almost dead, now the ears of wheat are plump and golden.
It is even heavy in the hand, a bit like finely carved gold.
"Compared to the current group of vassal kings, I am more optimistic about you, and I will definitely support you more." Zuo Chen said with a smile: "When you go south, hold this ear of wheat and shake it gently. If there are any villagers who haven't starved to death, they will naturally go with you."
Xiao Changcheng didn't know why, but the Taoist priest must have given it the best treasure, so he nodded and took it in his arms. It's more important than your own life.
After talking to the Taoist priest, Xiao Changcheng went out to find the respected old people in the town and told them who stood at the beginning, who supported the middle, and who was responsible for docking the tail of the entire team.
Now the citizens of Changshan Town are packing their luggage, planning to go south with Xiao Changcheng to the good place Xiao Changcheng mentioned before.
But most of the townspeople don’t need to pack too many things. They wrap some clothes in a piece of cloth and put them on their shoulders with a bamboo pole.
What's more, they don't even have a change of clothes. They go barefoot and bare-handed and follow whoever has rice.
While the townspeople were busy preparing to move, suddenly a man wearing ragged linen clothes walked in from outside the town.
There were horses, donkeys and oxen behind them, all pulling carts. The carts were filled with cans of rice and boxes of meat. As soon as they arrived, they attracted the attention of everyone around them.
“Who is this?”
“Why does it look familiar to me?”
"Can we still have so much food in Xuzhou? Are we rich people?"
Liang Yimei, who was among the crowd, also saw this and went straight to the Xiao family hall.
"Brother Xiao, there is someone coming from outside!"
Liang Yimei immediately told Xiao Changcheng everything that had happened.
Facing this strange behavior, Xiao Changcheng also frowned. He first glanced at Zuo Chen, and when he saw that the latter had no expression, he walked out by himself.
Carrying an ax and walking to the team full of food, Xiao Changcheng directly saw the rich man at the head.
Qian Chen?
Xiao Changcheng has lived in the town for so many years, and even if he has never interacted with him, he has seen the scenery of the big shots in the Qian Mansion.
Occasionally, Mr. Qian likes to ride on horseback and ride in a car to perform lantern festivals. At that time, Xiao Changcheng was envious of Qian Chen on the roadside and naturally kept Qian Chen’s appearance in mind.
Before Xiao Changcheng had time to speak, Qian Chen saw the ax in Xiao Changcheng's hand at a glance. Several layers of white hair broke out on his forehead. His knees softened and he knelt down to Xiao Changcheng.
He kowtowed three times respectfully.
How dare the female family members behind him stand still when they see this situation? He also knelt down and lowered his head, not daring to look at Xiao Changcheng.
"Master, my name is Qian Chen, and I am a wealthy businessman in Changshan Town. At this time of famine, in order to protect myself, I closed the door of my house. I wanted to just go through it. Unexpectedly, you brought a god to save me. After seeing the people in the town, I opened the door, took the remaining food, and wanted to come out and follow you!"
Qian Chen said hurriedly, his head lying on the ground, but his eyes rolled up, using the peripheral vision of his vision! Look at Xiao Changcheng.
Seeing him like this, Xiao Changcheng sneered:
"Shut up and hide, your clothes are quite clean, and the patch doesn't look like an old thing, it looks like it was newly sewn on. And your face is shiny, so you must have good food every day."
"This?" Qian Chen suddenly panicked.
I didn’t expect that the little trick I had carefully prepared would be revealed in a face-to-face encounter! Before Qian Chen could explain anything, Xiao Changcheng raised his ax directly.
Qian Chen was so frightened that he was about to sue for mercy when he saw Xiao Changcheng's ax suddenly falling.
But instead of hitting him on the neck, he smashed the floor next to Qian Chen's head with the axe.
Qian Chen felt his head was buzzing with coughing, his face was now green but not green, and the middle of his crotch was a little wet.
“Don’t think I don’t know that this is just a temporary display.”
Xiao Changcheng stared at Qian Chen coldly: “Master Qian, the food in your storehouse is for you to protect yourself. Of course I can't control it. But I have also heard from the townspeople that you occasionally tease people with food for fun while hiding in the house and laughing. This can't be fake!"
< br>Master Qian was speechless.
How could he not panic when he was caught in the act at this juncture?
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiao Changcheng just sneered:
"The townspeople haven't seen you for a long time and have almost forgotten your face, but the things you have done are burned into their hearts. , it’s a burn, but it won’t go away that easily. It’s just a matter of keeping food, and it’s also causing harm to the townspeople, so I can’t let you go.
“I’ll give you two choices.
"If you die alone, I will kill the guilty ones among the remaining people in the Qian Mansion, and the others will still be spared.
"Second, I will chop up all the people behind you. No one is left, and let them go down to accompany you.
"Which one do you choose? "
Master Qian's face changed continuously, turning blue and white.
Suddenly he looked back and looked behind him.
The eyes did not fall on the servant, but on himself, who had not seen him for a long time.
She was no longer so beautiful. She lived in a boudoir every day. Today, when she looked at her, she looked more like a stranger.
Looking at each other from afar across the crowd, Qian Chen felt as if his heart was hit by a hammer.
He dropped his hands to the ground and sighed three times.
"Please give me a pleasure."
"Hmph. I'm still a little angry!" Xiao Changcheng pulled the ax out again and raised it high.
When the ax fell, Qian Chen's head flew in the air and blood spread all over the floor.
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After dealing with Qian Chen, Zuo Chen used Qi Observation to mark out a few of Qian Chen's more vicious ones, letting Xiao Changcheng deal with them later.
Xiao Changcheng nodded in agreement and then returned to the compound.
His mother has been placed in a fine coffin.
This was taken out by the townspeople from the town. It used to be for the wealthy families, but now most of the wealthy families in the town have run away. There was only one Qian Chen left who couldn't use it, so it was given to Xiao Changcheng's mother.
The coffin is about to close, and the person is about to leave. The townspeople really didn't have time to find a feng shui treasure for his mother, so Xiao Changcheng instructed them to dig a hole in the backyard, Zuo Chen performed the rituals himself, and then buried his mother.
Routine rituals take twelve hours, but now that time is too tight, Zuo Chen simplifies everything.
If you can't find yellow paper money, you can just use the banknotes in the bank. I even found a bowl filled with rice as a sacrifice.
Zuo Chen lit the banknotes and waved his robe, and the thin paper ashes floated in the wind, scattering all over the garden.
Just before the coffin lid was finally closed, Xiao Changcheng came to his mother's side.
"Mother, I have to leave."
The coffin was lifted into the earth, and several men covered it with earth beside it.
In the end, only a grave bag was left, which fell under the long-dried persimmon tree in the compound.
Everyone left one by one, except Xiao Changcheng who turned around every three or two steps.
When he arrived at the door of his courtyard, he let out a long sigh and planned to move forward.
But suddenly I saw a little bit of starlight behind me. When I looked back suddenly, I saw the mid-noon sunlight slanting on the persimmon tree, shaking out the scattered golden light on the ground.
Under the tree, the old woman looked at him with a smile and waved goodbye to him.
Grandpas, please read it, I’m going to kowtow to you!
(End of this chapter)