Tang Dynasty good man

Chapter [-] Assassin?

No one is exactly the same, and don't expect everyone to be equal from the moment of birth.This is a bit hurtful to self-esteem, but it also reflects the imprint that nature has given to species and populations that cannot be changed.This is true for carnivorous animals, as are pigs, horses, cattle, and sheep. The strong have the right to eat first and pass on their genes first.

Of course, humans are much more brazen, scolding others as beasts while doing things that are inferior to beasts, as if they have already left the category of chordates, and don't bother to do things with great fanfare that were done by species that were relatives hundreds of millions of years ago .As a result, the right to eat preferentially and pass on genes has been sanctified. Occasionally, the actions of maintaining the traditions of ancient ancestors have been accused of being thieves or rapists. It seems that being retro is not necessarily a good thing.In this great atmosphere, it is right for everyone to do it secretly behind closed doors, and the expression is also elegant and pleasing to the ear. The ceremony of the Duke of Zhou or forcing the other party to perform the ceremony of the Duke of Zhou together. passive salute.

Such a modification is much more pleasant to the ear. If someone is smug about killing all directions and becomes a dragon and phoenix by chance, he may ask himself in the dead of night: Why did I do this?Is it really time travel for the rise of the Chinese nation?Then peel it off carefully, first purify your own thoughts, and then trace the source, shuttle in your own consciousness, put aside unrealistic ideas such as saving people from fire and water, and follow the main line to explore, and found that there are only two words in the empty mind- live.

Expand the single-line association along the line of being alive, why live?How to live better than others?Unfortunately, if we can still face the reality and think about it, the real answer comes out: the right to eat first and pass on genes.There are usually two situations at this time. One is to warn myself that this is an overly childish nightmare, go to sleep, and it will be fine when I wake up tomorrow; the other is a bit intense.Especially the guy who likes to flaunt himself as a gentleman in front of others, it is difficult to accept his retro consciousness for a while, he turns over and beats his chest and feet, shit!I tm turned out to be a beast!

Of course, occasionally there will be a third special case, he smiled and said leisurely: I was originally a beast.

Of course, I belong to the first category.Because I am a real person, although occasionally I have the urge to return to my ancestors or similar situations, but I will forgive myself in my sleep, and face tomorrow leisurely, or face Dale's seemingly non-existent hostility.

"You hate me." For the sake of these displaced and suffering people, I asked for two days off, or three days?After working for a long time, I was exhausted and had to face Dalai's emotional gaze.I ignore.

Dalai shook his head passively, but his gaze was obviously not as soft as before, and it was obviously jerky.

"Hate it, hate it, you can't beat me, I'm not afraid." He shook his head shamelessly.At the end, he laughed a few times, imitating Nan Batian's posture.

Dalai's breathing became rapid. Although he was trying to suppress his emotions, his flushed cheeks betrayed him.

"Have time to fight with me. Why don't you think about how to make those refugees quickly become qualified employees in our workshop." Kicked a bench, "Sit down, and stand up again, and you will lose your temper."

"Please..." Dalai ignored the floor stool under his feet, "Please let them go."

"What did I do to them?" Shamelessly playing the tea bowl, "Because of a haircut?"

"Please, they are all women. After thousands of miles of naked clothes, all the dignity was thrown away on the road leading to the capital of the great power of the Celestial Dynasty. Finally, they have something to eat, just want to have something to eat. Let them keep the women The only one..." Dalley was a little choked up at this point, his lips were trembling and he couldn't continue.

"Isn't it good to be clean?" He waved his hand, "Hair is more important than life? What's the use of being wordy? What should I do? This is just the beginning, and I have to be busy later."

Dalai did not move, looked at me with tears in his eyes, and said in a low voice, "You are wrong, it is different from usual."

"There's a difference? Are you referring to me? You're quite courageous." This is the first time I've heard this.Everyone praised me for being lazy for decades.That changed here in Daley.

Dalley looked around nervously when he saw me questioning.He lowered his head and said softly, "You didn't treat me like this when the servant girl came..."

"Oh, I forgot at the time." To be honest, the first thing I saw was a girl who was bitten by a loyal dog. She felt soft-hearted and rushed to get medical treatment. "Really, if you weren't wounded and didn't know the details, it might have been shaved off for you too." Pointing to the bench, "Sit down, now treat you as a royal family, and I have to tell you what should be said .

Dalai sat on the bench aggrieved and lowered his head, as if I was robbing her of money.

"Shaving their heads is for their own good. Of course, it's mainly for our sake. You came from the war, so you know what it was like at that time. Those who were hacked to death, those who were trampled to death, anyway, they died, and all kinds of diseases came out." He smiled and pointed to his hair, "Dare you say that there were no fleas or lice in your hair at that time?"

Dalai didn't know what I was referring to, he thought I was humiliating her, and blushed, "Yes!"

"Why are you angry, but it's considered progress, and I know I'm angry. There's nothing to be ashamed of, I've had it too, but fortunately I didn't get plague when I was born with lice, so everyone is fine; think about it, that thing drinks blood, Crawling on dead people, taking a few sips from sick people, it doesn’t know how to wipe its mouth after a meal, right? Jumping around, getting bloody mouths from sick people and then nibbling on good people, how do you get infectious diseases? That’s how most of them come from At this time, I will be cruel and eradicated, and then hundreds of people, and even the whole Zhuangzi will follow in the accident..." I looked up and found that Ying was standing in front of me, twitching her face and her arms, and said with a smile: "What expression, come over lightly and even Not a sound."

"Strange man, if I don't disturb you, I have to make arrangements." Ying grinned and left.

"Look, do you understand?"

Dalley nodded, "But they don't know, they don't know what we want to do."

They, we, Dalai, I love to hear what Dalai said, at least he knows to reclassify his position in front of me, "Well, it's useless even if you say it, if it happens like this, no one will listen. Eat and drink It’s not short, as long as you can wear it and live in it, it’s fine for a long time.”

"In case someone..."

"Are you afraid that they will die? Look. If I shave your hair now, maybe you will hang yourself, but they won't. One thought at a time. Anyone who can survive the war and travel thousands of miles to come here will be They are tenacious people, there is nothing more important to them than survival, and whether they have hair or not doesn't matter much." She stood up as she spoke. "Now take me to see, let you go to the paper workshop to buy some hay, okay?"

"The pavement has been laid, but the weaving workshop does not allow a fire, so we have to cook ginger soup in a pot outside the farmer's house."

"That's fine. In summer, shelter from the wind and rain is enough. These days, they need to control their diet, not too much, and add a little. Try to bring as little oil and water as possible. You have been hungry and know the reason. If you find that you are sick, isolate yourself and ask Dr. Zhou for treatment." Save me, I can't cover you up, you are soft-hearted. I have to explain to you in advance, and the government will have to intervene when they are all infected, and no one will survive." Reaching out his hand to take off the coir raincoat, "Is the housekeeper still there?"

"Yes." Dalai held up an umbrella.Behind me, carefully asked: "Do these people get paid? What is their status?"

"Pay the bill first, and then calculate the wages when it's full." After digging the ground and crossing the canal, the rain was deep, and he reached out to help Da Lai, "After you settle it, ask Madam for the account book."

"Pay the bill?"

"You don't need money to pick up people from the dealers? Why don't you have to pay for traveling thousands of miles in a carriage with food and expenses? If you share it, you should pay as much as you want. Saving people is saving people, and you can't lose money." It belongs to studying with the inner government, and they are strict with themselves in such a big scene, so there is no reason for the little Wang family to specialize. "As for the identity, let the wife report to the official when it is stable. Oh, I almost forgot, register and see where they are. If they are from Korea, they will be treated differently from Baekje and Silla." Turning his head and smiling. "Is it the same over there?"

"I can tell that the woman from Hu's accountant has already been invited." He was walking.Dalai told the handyman who came across to push the empty cart: "Let them deliver two more carts of yellow rice."

A large thatched shed was set up in the courtyard of the farmer's house, and several large pots were boiling delicious millet porridge, which doubled the appetite of people who smelled it. "Salt, make salty porridge." Called a few handymen to smash the salt. These people have not had the opportunity to replenish salt for a long time, and they lack resistance. Once they feel safe and relaxed, they are prone to illness.

Steward Qian was in charge of the weaving workshop, and some shaved heads and clean clothes were brought over one after another, and a housekeeper came to register one.All of them are skinny and frightening, and the clothes of a little girl in her teens are rattling when she wears them, and she has a bald head, so she doesn't look like one.

The factory building is big, and there are not many people, and the words echoed. After registering, I hugged a handful of fodder and curled up in the corner of the big factory building. It was dark outside on a rainy day, and there was still some light from the lanterns in front, and the shadows of people were faintly seen behind. It's like a haunted house.

Greeting the servants carrying the bowls and porridge buckets to come in, turned to Dalai and said, "Everyone has a pottery bowl, let them use it carefully, if it falls, it will be deducted from their wages. Greet everyone to come and get the bowl to eat." Beside the butler, "Uncle Qian, have you got the statistics for those with children?"

"22." Lao Qian pointed to the white thread in front of the door, which was specially sprinkled with lime, "All of them are placed separately here. Dalai, have you cleaned up the house over there?"

"They're rushing." Dalai was asking questions in a foreign language, handing out bowls and chopsticks one by one, and most of the bowls of sticky millet porridge exuded a tempting aroma, and they all came out of the darkness regardless of their appearance.

"You just ask questions, let someone else do the bowls and chopsticks to scoop up rice. Hurry up and register, Madam is anxious to keep a booklet." Greeting to Steward Qian: "Uncle Qian, it's been a busy day, I'll leave it to Dalai, let's go back and take a shower Have a meal."

It's really comfortable, full of food and bath, stretching comfortably on the kang, while Ying's abacus is ringing, and the books are turned over and over again. "Second girl, come over and massage each other."

The second daughter rushed over beamingly, and Ying casually threw a pillow into the head of the second daughter, "Based on this calculation, one person is worth almost the same capital as usual."

"It's reasonable to say that it's a little expensive, but it's okay if it's delivered by a carriage." The second girl pressed her chin hard on my stomach, rubbing her hands, trying to interrupt Yingdi's conversation with me.

"My concubine is thinking about registering for household registration. If I buy it with such a large capital, I will lose money if I register for household registration early. Or should I be raised as a dancer at home?" Ying flipped through a dozen contracts and said, "The contract of sale sent by the housekeeper in the afternoon , all signed in the hands of the traffickers."

"It's unreasonable. If you change it, it will be replaced with a land contract with debts. This has long been discussed with the inner government. Our business is jealous, so don't let others take advantage of it."

"It's okay to owe. Fifty guan for one person?" Yingcai fancied his abacus, "320 people, [-] guan!"

"Be careful that God will strike you with lightning!" Holding the laughing second daughter in her arms, she grabbed a few handfuls of her body, "Two pennies per person, and it will be paid off after two years of hard work. You are not very old, and you can marry someone if you want to." People, don't commit crimes in our family."

"It's a pity. I have to buy a new land in two years?" Ying wrote and changed the contract and showed it to me. "After the debt is paid off, she will be able to work in our family for at least four years with her wages. It doesn't stop her from getting married."

Nodding his head, it's not too much, and he has passed his strength in the past six years.

In the early morning of the next day, Dalai came to report with red eyes, and the arrangements were made for everyone, and Steward Qian personally brought people over to exchange the contract.As he spoke, he took a list from his pocket and handed it to me, "37 from Goryeo, 67 from Silla, and the rest are from Baekje."

"Oh, you can rest assured. My wife is more happy." If there are only 37 people in the Tang Dynasty, it is not a loss to report the household registration on the same day. "Hurry up and rest, stay up all night. Let the maid wait for you to disinfect first. "

Wait for me to arrive. More than 300 people have just had dinner, and the rice porridge is still yellow and bright, and more than 300 people have bald heads, which are very beautiful.Just as I called the housekeeper to inquire about the situation, one of the bald heads suddenly rushed over. Thanks to the quick hands and eyes of the second lady, she stomped across my body in an instant.

"Damn, dare to assassinate!" I just felt that the man was coming towards me.The second lady stretched out her hand so vigorously, "It's tied!"

The second lady didn't wait for my words to fall, she had already stepped forward with hands and feet, and after a burst of screams mixed with the sound of 'click', the second lady backed back, "It's done, it's all unloaded."

"Translate!" The concubine of Hu's accountant has raised the land in the past few years, which is white and tender, with a burst of fragrance.Qiao Shengsheng ran over. "Oh! What do you use?" Choking very much.Want to cry, can't stop the urge to shed tears.Already sure.It's the high-end goods that the second daughter and Lan Ling use to smell people who are all over the body. Mr. Hu wiped his wife into tear gas when he was near the water. "Go and ask why she assassinated me, and tell Er Niangzi after asking." After holding her breath, she took two steps back, and finally she could breathe.

"Master Hou, Xiaodi seems to be able to understand her words." The second lady stood next to the tear gas bomb before the translator began to work, and took a few deep breaths. It seems that he has a preference for this kind of smell, and she reported contentedly: "She It was our words that came over and shouted just now."

"Oh? What are you shouting for?" He glanced at the paralyzed lady on the ground, "Why don't you shout?"

"The chin is off..." Er Niangzi scratched her head in embarrassment, before I kicked him, she hurried up and pressed him again. "I'll be able to talk later, the little one just heard her rushing over and shouting 'help'."

"En!" Raising his hand, he smacked his heart at the second lady, "Pig brains. Put it on, a dry and skinny woman, as for giving away eight dollars?" In terms of quality of heart, Steward Qian is not as good as other refugees, The old man wiped his sweat from the shock of the scene just now, but none of the more than 300 women and children said anything, should eat and rest, and none of them looked over.

"You just committed an assassination?" I knelt down in front of the woman and looked at her. In his 20s, his duck egg face is starved into a nail shape, his nose, eyebrows and eyes are neat, and his skin is relatively better.

"Guardian, help me!" Enduring the severe pain in my joints, I shouted so loudly that my ears exploded.

Depend on!assassinate!I was shocked when I heard it, and I asked Er Niangzi to carry it to the bench by the wall for her, and sit against the wall.Asked: "Who?"

"Korea... from Anton." The tone is rambunctious, but the words are clear.

"Oh," nodded, with Dalai's experience, presumably this woman's family also has status. "Can talk, why didn't you shout yesterday? This hair is all shaved, it's too late to shout."

"A few villains haven't left yesterday..." The human-shaped thumbtack burst into tears and began to tell about his ordeal.

"What?" Rubbing his chin, "Say it again!"

Listen clearly, yes.Adjusting his facial expression, he asked peacefully, "Can you write?"

The woman nodded.Ask Er Niangzi to move a table for her, take paper and pen and spread it out, "You write, write down your life experience clearly. Well, Er Niangzi is here to watch her, I'll go back and get something."

Running back to the mansion quickly, Dalai's courtyard door was pushed open, and the two servant girls hurriedly saluted when they saw me.This girl doesn't even close the door when she sleeps, she wears thin clothes in summer, she just covers her body with a quilt, she sleeps soundly after working all night.

I pushed it a few times before waking up. When I opened my eyes and saw that it was me, I was so frightened that I burrowed into the bedding.

"I don't have time to spoil you, just ask." He took out a long blanket and threw it on Dalai, "How many brothers does your father have?"

"Two..." Dalai came to his senses, carefully stretched out his hand to wrap the blanket around his body, put a pillow on his feet, and said timidly, "You ask this..."

"Is there a brother named Gao Yande?"

"Yes." Dalley nodded, trying to reach for the long skirt, and when the blanket fell down, he quickly wrapped it around himself.

"Where is Gao Yande?"

Dalai's mood stabilized, and he turned his attention to the topic. "Dead in the rebellious army, the body that my father fought to get back,"

"He has a daughter?"

"There are two, both of whom are older than the servant girl. You, Lord Hou..."

"What's the name of the little girl?"

"Gao Huinan."

"That's right, have you seen her? Do you know where she is now?"

"I've seen it. I used to play together when I was young. The servant girl was 12 years old and her sister was married to the general of Baekje Woongjin Guangnan Military Palace."

"Oh," I nodded, "do you know each other now?"

Dali nodded affirmatively, "What does the Hou mean?"

"Wear it, go!"