My father is Chongzhen? Then I have no choice but to rebel.

Chapter 65 The bandit in the late Ming Dynasty!
At this moment, there was a sudden noise at the door of a brothel.

Immediately afterwards, several pimps dragged a skinny drunk man in his forties to the door and threw him out.

The drunk staggered to his feet, looking embarrassed.

The madam stood at the door and yelled:

"You poor bastard, you dare to come here again when you have no money? You already owe thirty taels of silver! If you want to come again, pay back the money you owe me first, otherwise I'll have someone break your legs next time!"

The drunk was now somewhat sober. He staggered to his feet and pointed at the madam, cursing:

"You old nosy bitch, how can you be so unreasonable! I've spent at least a thousand taels of silver on you in the past few months!"

"I owe you thirty taels, and you're so ruthless!"

The madam couldn't help laughing when she heard this:
"Judging from your appearance, you must be considered a gangster. Don't you know that 'whores are heartless and actors are disloyal'? What kind of loyalty and affection are you talking about with me?"

"With me, only money can bring friendship! Without money, you are nothing!"

"Get out of here! Don't delay my business. If you want to come again, find a way to get money!"

After saying this, the madam took the pimps back to the brothel and ignored the drunkard.

"Old bitch! I'll kill you sooner or later!"

The drunk cursed fiercely and then turned and left.

The drunkard's name was Wang Er. He was originally from Huguang. He had been a scoundrel since childhood. When he grew up, he did all kinds of evil and became a famous bandit in the local area.

Because he committed several major crimes in the Huguang area and was responsible for more than a dozen deaths, he was wanted by the government and lived a life of escape ever since.

However, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, disasters occurred frequently in various places, and life as a refugee was not easy.

By chance, he came to the capital three months ago.

As the saying goes, it is darkest under the lamp, and the most dangerous place is the safest place, so he temporarily lived in the capital.

As a notorious bandit, Wang Er naturally had no legitimate livelihood and could only do some petty thefts to make some money.

After all, this is the capital, so Wang Er didn't dare to be too presumptuous and didn't dare to commit any major crimes.

Whenever I have money, I go to brothels for entertainment.

But now he is penniless and must find a way to make money, otherwise even eating will be a problem.

Wang Er staggered to the street corner stall, threw out two copper coins, and exchanged them for two buns.

While chewing on a bun, he staggered towards the dilapidated temple outside the city.

He wanted to make a big buck and then go to a brothel to lie around for a few months.

In this situation, petty theft is definitely not an option. Ordinary families don't have that much money, and wealthy families have servants guarding them twelve hours a day, so he doesn't have much chance.

So he decided to take a risk and do something he had never done before.

When he first came to the capital, a senior in the martial arts world told him a secret:
In the dilapidated temple outside the city, people often leave a sum of silver there, and anyone with the ability can take it.

This kind of money is usually placed there by some important people in order to find some desperate criminals to do things for them.

Once the deal is done, both parties are happy.

The plan failed, the desperadoes were arrested, and the person behind it could not be found because the desperadoes did not know who put the money there.

This is called 'spending little money to achieve great things', and leaving no clues.

Of course, this money is not easy to get.

Once you take the money, you have to complete the assigned task. If you fail to complete the task, your consequences will be extremely miserable.

Because that senior failed to complete the task, his two legs were removed and he became disabled.

Wang Er knew clearly that those who usually paid this kind of money were officials in the capital, and he was definitely not someone he could offend.

And after you put the money down, there will be people watching around, so there is no chance of someone taking the money and running away.

Just when you take the money and are about to run away, a group of people may jump out and hack you to death with their knives in the next second!

Therefore, Wang Er has never dared to take this kind of money.

But now he is penniless, and if he doesn't find a way to make some money, he will probably starve to death.

So he decided to give it a try!
After eating the buns, Wang Er drank two sips of water by the river and continued on his way.

Soon, they arrived at the dilapidated temple.

In the temple, an old beggar with both legs cut off was dozing off.

Hearing footsteps, the old beggar opened his eyes and saw Wang Er.

The old beggar opened his mouth and cursed:
"You bastard, you finally came back to see me? Do you have any food? Bring it out quickly! I'm almost starving to death!" That's right!

The old beggar lying here at this moment is the senior that Wang Er met when he first came to Beijing.

Don’t be fooled by the old beggar’s miserable appearance now. Before his legs were broken, he was also a well-known bandit in the world.

When Wang Er heard the old beggar's voice, he looked a little embarrassed for a moment.

He didn't expect that the old beggar would appear here.

But then he said:

"Don't mention it. I haven't made any money recently. I'm almost starving myself. How can I give you food?"

The old beggar ignored Wang Er's words, closed his eyes and sniffed his nose.

Then, he smelled the smell of alcohol and women's rouge on Wang Er!

The old beggar instantly became angry and started cursing again:

"You bastard, you're lying to me again! You smell so strongly of alcohol and women's rouge. Did you just come out of a brothel?"

"You have money to go to the brothel and drink, but you don't have money to bring me food?"

"Have you forgotten who instructed you when you first came to the capital?"

Seeing his true identity exposed, Wang Er's face turned red.

But it was fine this way, he was too lazy to pretend, and then he said directly:
"Alright, alright, old man, stop the fucking nonsense!"

"I'm planning to do something big soon. Once I get the money, I'll treat you to a nice meal."

"By the way, are there any 'goods' available recently?"

When the old beggar heard this, his face instantly turned ugly, and his eyes subconsciously drifted towards the secret compartment under the Buddha statue beside him.

The secret compartment was deliberately covered with haystacks, and it was obvious that there was something inside.

That is what Wang Er calls "goods"!
To put it more bluntly, it's money!

Wang Er was about to go over when the old beggar hurriedly spoke up to persuade him:
"Wang Er, I advise you not to get your hands on this thing. You should know how I lost my leg."

"You can get by sneaking around on a daily basis, so don't take your life lightly."

"Also, several experts have been here before, but they just took a look and left without taking the money."

"That means this matter is very difficult to handle. You'd better not get involved!"

When Wang Er heard this, he instantly became dissatisfied.

He could make a living by stealing, but that wasn't the kind of life he wanted.

What he wanted was a lot of money. As long as he had money, he could continue to go to the Eight Great Hutongs to have fun with Xiao Cui.

Thinking of this, Wang Er stopped talking nonsense and walked directly to the Buddha statue. He squatted down, opened the secret compartment, reached in, and took out a heavy bag.

Waner weighed the bag and was overjoyed.

I have to say, this is quite a lot!

After opening the bundle, there was only a letter on top and shiny silver and a few pieces of gold underneath. If converted into silver, it would be at least five or six hundred taels of silver.

Wang Er was shocked:
“There are so many this time!”

It's not like he had never seen someone take this kind of job before, but usually it was only one or two hundred taels. But this time it was five or six hundred taels.

It goes without saying that this matter must be very troublesome, otherwise the people who came before would have taken the silver away long ago.

Faced with Wang Er's shock, the old beggar next to him did not show much emotional fluctuation.

Because he knew that the more money he had, the more difficult the task would be.

He had taken a similar job before, but failed to complete it well, which resulted in his legs being crippled by the big boss behind the scenes.

Thinking of this, the old beggar advised:
"Don't you want to see what we are going to do this time?"

After hearing this, Wang Er opened the envelope in the bundle.

The next second, he saw the words "Burning Daming Newspaper Office".

In an instant, Wang Er's pupils dilated.

This job
It’s so terrible!

(End of this chapter)