Poor family mother and son

800 taels, build a lock?Why is the lock so valuable?

Xiao Sining outside the door couldn't stay any longer, and called Xiaobao: "Xiaobao, come up!"

He felt that what the bag thief was going to talk about might be a troublesome matter, so Xiaobao had to decide whether to kill him or not!
Sometimes it's better to get rid of the person who raised the problem than to solve the problem.

Xiao Bao ran up and asked, "What's the matter?"

Xiao Sining pointed at the door: "Go in and listen to the story!"

"800 taels! How many locks are you going to make? How long does it take your dad to make a lock?" Chu Yuan asked, seeing Xiao Bao come in, Chu Yuan introduced: "Come on, let's get to know each other, Qiao Wanqi, his father is called" The number one locksmith in Kyoto', Jomo opened."

Xiaobao: "..."

Xiaobao couldn't help asking Qiao Wanqi: "Did your father mean it when he named you? No, was the person who named your father serious?"

Qiao Wanqi is not happy anymore, why does this kid disrespect people when he speaks! "what do you mean?"

Xiaobao: "Have you read "Spear and Shield"? Your father's name is Mo Kai, and no one can open the lock he made. Your name is Wan Qi, and everything can be opened by you?" shield, how about it?'"

The bag thief suddenly turned pale: "Could this be the reason why my father and I are separated? Could it be God's will?"

Xiao Bao was stunned, and looked at Chu Yuan: "What did I say to me? Did I hit him?"

Chu Yuan shrugged and spread his hands: "His father passed away 11 years ago!"

"That... I'm sorry, I was wrong!" Xiaobao pulled Qiao Wanqi's arm: "Forgive me!"

Chu Yuan poured a cup of tea and pushed it to Qiao Wanqi's hand: "Go on."

Qiao Wanqi came back to his senses, stared straight at Xiaobao, and suddenly held Xiaobao's hand instead: "Little brother, I know you are the one who makes the decisions, can you help me?"

Xiaobao withdrew his hand all of a sudden, Qiao Wanqi's action startled him: "You, you, what are you talking about first!"

Qiao Wanqi's hand was empty, and he turned to hold the teacup, as if he couldn't speak without holding something: "At that time, my family had no money, but my mother had to hang her life every day, and my father and that The man asked for 400 taels of silver as a deposit, and then took my brother to go with him;
I always feel that there is something wrong with the person who came to look for my father, but I can't tell... Can you understand, that is the feeling that although you have never seen this person before, you immediately feel that this person is not a good person?

I dragged my father and refused to let them go, but my father said that I am not young and should be sensible, and let me take money to take good care of my mother. He will come back in half a month, and the man also said that no one would pay a deposit of 400 taels , if it weren't for the pity of my family and my father's craftsmanship...

My mother is indeed seriously ill, and the family needs money. My father left me despite my crying. It is judged that they went to Nancheng.

But on the eighteenth day, my father and elder brother hadn't come back yet, and my mother's illness had stabilized a bit, so she was worried, so she asked me to inquire, but as soon as I got to Nancheng, I heard..."

Qiao Wanqi's eyes were red, and he was silent for a long time before he managed to control his emotions. He continued: "I heard that the streets are talking about the number one locksmith in Kyoto, who was beaten to death for stealing."

"Stealing?!" Xiao Bao exclaimed in surprise.

Qiao Wanqi said: "Yes, stealing. My father said that locksmiths only earn hand money for making locks. If you want to make more money, you usually rely on tips from the owner.

Generally, the business with the most rewards is to unlock the locks for the dignitaries, besides giving them special locks. They either lost the keys, broke the keys, or had some special purpose. In short, the rewards for unlocking the locks sometimes exceed Tips for making locks;

But the locksmith also takes risks. If the lock is opened, what is the secret in the box or behind the door?Then they will falsely accuse the locksmith of stealing. "

"Your father and elder brother were falsely accused of stealing?" Xiao Bao asked.

"I don't know the specifics. I only heard that the first locksmith in Kyoto and his son were beaten to death and thrown outside the south gate, saying that they were found stealing official silver." Qiao Wanqi said.

"Stealing official money?!" Chu Yuan exclaimed, that is a serious crime, and depending on the severity of the circumstances, he would be fined between eight and 120 knives.

Qiao Wanqi's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth: "Fart! It's all fart! At that time, the emperor had just ascended the throne for less than a month, and the whole city was full of officers and soldiers, ransacking homes, arresting fugitives, and everyone was in danger;
Even if my father and elder brother have the ability to pick the lock, how can they get close to the official bank when there are so many officers and soldiers patrolling?
I found my father and elder brother in a random graveyard outside Nancheng. My father was already dead. The wild dogs gnawed my father beyond recognition. My elder brother was woken up by the dogs. He lay on my father's body, trying to keep the wild dogs away. But he was bitten by wild dogs here and there, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand..."

Qiao Wanqi buried his face in his hands for a long time.

Xiaobao and Chu Yuan were shocked when they heard it, and they stared at Qiao Wanqi in a daze, unable to breathe out for a long time.

The words Qiao Wanqi narrated were not vivid, but the picture made it impossible not to imagine. Once imagined, it is impossible not to imagine.

Both Xiaobao and Chu Yuan had killed people and seen blood. Xiao Sining, who was standing outside the door, had survived the mountain of corpses and blood on the battlefield, but it was difficult for him to accept that he was devoured by wild dogs while still alive. Still powerless to resist the scene.

"I jumped in front of my elder brother, kicked, hit with stones, and yelled loudly, trying to drive the wild dogs away, but my elder brother grabbed my trousers to prevent me from wasting my efforts;

He told me with the last of his strength that he and his father had built a rotary combination lock for someone, and it took three people to open it together. The person who asked them to make the lock took the key and broke their hands and feet, but the other two Don't worry, kill them...

The eldest brother said that he didn't know what these people were doing, only that one of them was surnamed Liu, and the place where they made locks was in Nancheng.

My elder brother asked me to take my mother and flee quickly, fearing that those people would find the family to silence them, and then they would lose their strength, and they would die after saying this.

I thought about my mother who was still sick, what would happen if those people really went to the house, even the corpses of my father and brother couldn't be buried, so I ran home desperately...

But when I rushed to the gate of the yard, I saw a group of beggars coming out of my house, holding a money pot in their hands. There was money for my mother's medicine...

While they were sharing the spoils with the money jar, they discussed where to find the missing brat, and they also said that the brat was juicy and had a red mole under his mouth..."

Xiaobao looked at Qiao Wanqi's face. At this moment, the short stubble beard on his face covered most of his face, making him look unclear.

But Xiaobao remembered that he was indeed very handsome, and there was indeed a red "gluttonous mole" under his mouth.

Qiao Wanqi continued: "I was ten years old that year. I didn't dare to go forward. I ran away and hid. I didn't dare to go in until it was dark and the beggar guarding my house left. My mother was suffocated to death under the quilt long ago. Here, it's completely cold.

I didn't dare to cry out loud, and I couldn't bury my mother, so I lit a firewood and burned the house down, it was my mother's cremation..."