At the end of Song Dynasty: I want to be the master of ZTE

Chapter 112 Old grudges and new grudges grab credit
"It's not an old man's boast. In the 30 years I've been punting the ferry here, no customer has ever complained about the bumps in the boat.

No matter how strong the wind, rain or waves, he is as steady as a rock. "Old man Luo didn't seem to be afraid of being discovered and kept bragging.

"The officers and soldiers patrolled intensively during the day, but were too lazy at night. They only came in a short time, which was enough for the old man to go back and forth four times."

"Master, don't dislike the humbleness of the bamboo raft. If the soles of your shoes get wet, the old man will return the precious sword to you."

"Donor." The monk couldn't help but said: "The poor monk feels that the bamboo raft seems to be sinking."

"Impossible." Old man Luo vetoed it flatly, saying: "It doesn't seem like it, don't feel it, it is indeed sinking."

As soon as he finished speaking, old man Luo jumped into the water.

The monk was startled, and just as he was about to pounce, he felt that his feet were empty, and he fell into the water. Before he could move, his two feet were pulled, and he could not struggle free.

After a while, the monk made no movement.

Old Man Luo let go of his feet, grabbed the monk's collar by the back of his neck, and lifted him to the surface of the water.

"Cut the path...gududu..."

The monk didn't hit his fist, and he didn't finish his sentence, so he was pushed into the water again.

After sixty breaths, Old Man Luo took the monk out, confirmed that he was really unconscious, and then dragged him to the shore.

"Third brother, your skills are still as good as before!" Old Man Sun walked over with a smile.

"You don't rely on your muscles and bones for strength when you are old. If you were young and could cut them with one knife, you would be so verbose." Old Man Luo took off the tendons from his waist and began to tie them.

It turns out that the bamboo rafts were tied with live buckles. When I pulled the rope during diving, they fell apart immediately.

Even if the monk is careful, how can he be prepared?

Old Man Sun smiled and said: "If you were young, who would dare to take the third brother's boat?"

"Straight bitch, you've been sitting here the most, and I haven't seen you eat a single meal of flat noodles."

"My brother didn't eat, but he didn't help much either."

Both of them laughed, and within a few words, the monk was tied into a rice dumpling, and the two of them just started to give first aid.

Sure enough, he was really good at it. After two punches were thrown down, the monk spurted out a mouthful of water. Then his belly heaved and he took a few breaths and slowly opened his eyes.

The monk understood the situation and quickly said: "If you want to seek wealth, I will send the poor monk across the river to get a gold mountain and silver sea, and I will give it to the two heroes. If you want to seek revenge, the poor monk has no grudges, so I beg for mercy."

As long as the poor monk crosses the river, he will never dare to go to the government to say a word. If he speaks falsely, he will be struck by thunder. "

"Tatar, it's ridiculous that you still want to deceive grandpa now!" Old Man Luo hit his bald head with two fists and said, "Look at his head, the front is black and the back is white, it is obviously a shaved head recently."

The monk said: "A good man has a clear warning and a ultimatum, but the poor monk is really an outsider and practices in Fengyuan Temple in Changshan.

My scalp is bald because I was a layman, and it was also because I became a monk. It is not because I shaved my head recently. "

Old Man Luo put his hand into his arms and groped for a while, and sure enough, there was an ultimatum.

This dynasty's management of monks and Taoists mainly relied on the ultimatum system. Anyone who became a monk must have this thing, otherwise it would be temporary and informal, and he would be hit when he went outside.

This thing is not cheap, it is sold by the government, the starting price is [-] guan, it is not cheap, and the sale and purchase of duo has always been an important income of the imperial court.

Even when Jia Sidao practiced the public land method, he directly replaced Jiaozi with Duyi, which shows its value.

"It's not worth filling in your name." Old Man Luo threw the ultimatum to Old Man Sun, and said: "Send it to the government, and you can always exchange it for some wine money."

"Hero, a poor monk went down the mountain privately. How dare he go to see an official and beg for mercy?" The monk immediately became anxious.

"It's true that I can't shed tears until I see the coffin." Old man Sun smiled and said: "Back then, the third brother walked on the water and made countless bowls of flat-knife noodles, but there was no one who was wronged. Who wouldn't respect his tricks? How can you, a Tatar, do it?" Did you hide it?"

The calluses on the hands are the result of frequent use of swords and guns, the strong muscles are the result of regular exercise, and the slightly bowed walking posture is the result of frequent horseback riding... Real monks all eat fast and chant Buddha's name. How can this be like this?Add in the Northland accent and the most important features of a scalp that is white at the front and black at the back, and you are definitely a Mongolian.

"This guy is not honest. He will know it when he meets the officials." Old man Luo greeted: "Get the pole and carry it to the government."

Old man Sun turned around and took the pole, and the two old men carried the monk towards the town.

In order to prevent the Yuan army from sneaking across, five hundred soldiers were stationed in the town, which was like an outpost. Handing the monk over was the same as sending it to Changshan County.

The river was full of grass and silt, and it was difficult to carry people around. Old man Sun complained: "Mother, the thief, the weight is so heavy, it will kill grandpa!"

"It's useless for you to hang around and do anything." Old Man Luo said.

"Hehe, now that I have the reward, I will go and listen to Mrs. Qin." Old Man Sun smiled and sang: "I want to get rich~"

"Go up the mountain and enter the water to sell tea and salt~" Old Man Luo continued.

Old man Sun sang again: "I want to get an official position~"

Old Man Luo continued: "Killing people and setting fires are being punished~"

During the singing and harmony, the two walked on the main road, only to see a string of torches approaching quickly on the opposite side.In the middle of the night, only the patrolling officers and soldiers would fight in such an open fire.

"Third brother, do you want to avoid this?" Old Man Sun asked subconsciously.

"Are you still a private businessman?" Old Man Luo said angrily: "You are a bit promising. Brother, I have an official status. Wouldn't it save me some effort when I come here? You and I will not be able to get half of the credit."

As soon as he finished speaking, fifty or sixty soldiers rushed over and surrounded the two of them with their swords and guns raised.

"Good thief, I thought you had reformed your evil ways, but you didn't want to continue doing this unprofitable business. Today you fell into the hands of me and you have to escape." As he was speaking, an officer came to the front.

He is tall and capable, with a very conspicuous mole on his face, but it turns out to be Yao Yuguo.

Old acquaintance.

I remember back when Mr. Luo was still a private businessman, Yao Yuguo was the local deputy inspector, an official and a thief, natural enemies.

Old Man Sun replied: "Yao Yuguo, please don't slander anyone. Look carefully, this is a Tartar dog."

"You are obviously a monk, but you have to talk about Tartars. Don't think that you can get away with it." Yao Yuguo sneered and waved his hand, saying, "Come on, arrest them all, who dare to resist on-the-spot justice!"

"How dare you!" Old Man Luo yelled angrily: "I have made great achievements in presenting the Mountains and Rivers Map, and I am a martial arts captain who is admired by the government. You are no more than the head of the army, how dare you be so presumptuous!"

"Pretending to be an honorable official of the imperial court is an additional crime!" Yao Yuguo didn't believe it.

He knew the ins and outs of the two Lao Bangcai, so he didn't believe that they could become officials.

"Open your eyes and look carefully!" Old Man Luo threw the official seal over.

Luo Xiuxiu was awarded the rank of Eighth-grade Military Cavalry Lieutenant Luo Xiuxiu. When Yao Yuguo saw it, he felt smoke coming from his orifices and cursed: "We work hard to get promotion, but thieves are rewarded. How unfair is the imperial court!"

"Why doesn't the general join Dayuan?" The monk suddenly said, "I have something to do with it over there. The general has gone, at least one thousand households."

Qianhu is the person who mounts the horse and leads the army and dismounts the officials and the people. It is equivalent to the county magistrate. The monk's tone is not small.

"The Tartars want to lure me into the water." Yao Yuguo took a sip.

Old man Luo did not pretend to speak, and shouted: "Yao Yuguo, don't talk too much, get out of the way quickly."

"General." The monk suddenly called out: "I am Arakhan. If the general comes to my rescue, I will be a high-ranking official and receive a generous salary."

"Arahan?" Everyone was shocked.

The Yuan army invaded on a large scale. Who doesn't know the reputation of Arahan?
"Like a fake replacement!"

Seeing that the officers and soldiers were wavering, Arahan decided to try to save the situation and shouted: "A general can serve a thousand families, and a warrior can serve a hundred families. He will never break his promise."

Anti-smuggling and smuggling, catching thieves and thieves, this is the usual operation of the local inspection department, and therefore there is plenty of money.

Yao Yuguo and his subordinates were all born on patrol, and now they were drafted into the army. Not only did they lose their oil and water, but their superiors were also very strict, and they had long since become impatient.

Controlling the army and the people by a hundred households is much better than commanding envoys, and ordinary soldiers are even more incomparable, so Yao Yuguo's subordinates are willing to move.

"How can a defeated general dare to speak nonsense!" Old Man Luo stepped on Arahan and cursed: "Tens of thousands of troops were wiped out. The king's army marched northward with unstoppable force. Sooner or later, Kublai Khan will be captured. What will you do?"

Most of Yao Yuguo's subordinates were cold-hearted.

The Yuan army was defeated, so what if they surrendered?Just go on patrol honestly.

It's still good to be alive.

But someone said unwillingly: "Inspection, kill these two birds, and use Arahan to repay the merit."

"These two birds are so lucky, but I waited until midnight to drink the cold wind and kill them!"

"How many brothers have been killed by thieves? How can we let them go if we bump into them today?"

"This is ten thousand households, and all of them are promoted to control, and we will follow suit."

Seeing that the situation was not going well, Old Man Luo was about to run away when he heard Yao Yuguo shout: "Tonight on patrol, I saw a monk and two followers sneaking around. He fled when he was questioned and resisted when pursued. Kill him!"

"Kill!" Five to sixty people swarmed forward and hacked Luo and Sun to death on the spot.

"This guy only wants his head!" Yao Yuguo stabbed Arahan to death, and then said: "Hurry up and arrange the scene to avoid interrogation by the superior officials."

The inspectors change from generation to generation, and the leader and above are passed down from generation to generation, naturally because of their craftsmanship.

Yao Yuguo was good at investigating the scene and could track others based on some traces. Of course, he was also good at recreating the scene of the incident, so he repeatedly robbed business travelers without being exposed.

Having avenged old grudges, settled new grudges, and achieved another great success, Yao Yuguo was in a good mood. When setting up the scene, he repeatedly told his subordinates not to make mistakes.

They are all close confidants, and they usually commit crimes together and share the spoils together, so they naturally understand the importance.

When it was getting light, the group of people carried the body and the head back to Zhaoxian City to find Shangguan.

(End of this chapter)