Bring the whole war back to Nanming

Chapter 6 Reverse Kidnapping and Extortion
"Wait a minute!"

Boris, who was about to execute the execution, paused his hands and went looking for the sound. He found an old man and a young man walking out of the carriage. The old man was about five or sixty years old, with a goatee and gray temples, and looked in good spirits.

The young one is a girl, about fourteen or fifteen years old, she looks pretty, she looks like a beauty.

The old man who came out of the car protected the girl behind him intentionally or unintentionally, his expression changed slightly, he was a little regretful, the life and death of Mr. Zhang's family has nothing to do with him, and if Fang Xiaobai hadn't killed halfway before, their father and daughter were very likely to be murdered by Mr. Zhang .

"This strong man, old Lin Zhangjun from Yangzhou, thank you for your help." The old man Lin Zhangjun clasped his fists in both hands, bowed slightly, and preemptively took the moral high ground.

"No way, no way, I just passed by and helped out. Besides, this little boy wanted to kill me before, so he was helping me." Fang Xiaobai didn't know that Lin Zhangjun's low profile was just to test Whether he has evil intentions or not, now it seems that he can rest assured.

"Well, old man, do you know this guy?" Fang Xiaobai asked curiously, pointing to the little boy who was kneeling beside him crying.

Lin Zhangjun didn't answer right away, but hesitated for a while, and after a quarter of an hour, he said dejectedly: "That's all, since the Zhang family dared to fight me, don't blame me for being unrighteous. , usually arrogant and domineering, causing many troubles, if not for his father backing him, he would not dare to kill the old man here!"

Sentencing the only son?It sounds like the second generation of officials. I only know the magistrate and county magistrate, but I don’t know how many officials the general judge is. There are also eight thousand, not afraid that he will make trouble.

"So, the little boy has a strong background, no wonder he yelled about his father, huh? By the way, old man Lin, is his family rich?"

The sudden change of question made Lin Zhangjun's head a little dizzy, and the chat was going well, why did it involve money: "Strong man, I don't think your clothes and hair accessories look like the people of Ming Dynasty, you should come from the north, right?
Fang Xiaobai was stunned for a moment, touched the clothes on top of his head, really, he was wearing summer short sleeves and had no time to change, and his hairstyle was still the short hair before crossing, so he said embarrassingly: "The old man is really good at seeing people, I am indeed not a citizen of the Ming Dynasty , but not the barbarians in the north, to be honest, I am a survivor of the old Song Dynasty. After the Yashan sea battle, my ancestors escaped with the young emperor and went south to seek refuge. My hometown is thousands of miles away from the Ming Dynasty. I have sailed for several months in the South China Sea and the Southern Islands, and the reason why I am here is that I encountered huge waves during the voyage and had to stop at the coast of Ming Kingdom."

Lies are not drafted, and the story is made up in one go. Fang Xiaobai's face is not red and his heart is beating, as if what he said is true.

Lin Zhangjun had doubts in his heart, and then he thought about it. Fang Xiaobai used cards to sow beans as soldiers earlier, and it definitely could not be the ability possessed by the northern Tartars. Therefore, the survivors of the Song Dynasty disrespected and disrespected, and the strong men must not know that the power of the Ming Dynasty today must be rich. At the beginning of the founding of the country, the salary set by the Emperor Taizu was not enough to support the officials and their families. Many officials had to find another way to accept gray income. Over the course of a year, there will be as few as a thousand taels, and as many as ten thousand taels."

hiss!He also heard a little about the corruption of officials in the Ming Dynasty, but he didn't expect that the corruption had spread to the root. How could the Ming Dynasty be saved, and the death penalty would have to be pronounced directly.

With a few words of slander in his heart, Fang Xiaobai really didn't dare not save him. Ever since he signed that deceitful agreement, he has been tied to the chariot of saving Daming, and he cannot turn back.

But it’s okay, Fang Xiaobai looked at the downcast little boy, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that this was a golden mountain, a walking golden mountain: "Come on, take care of him, this is my first pot of gold when I come to Daming, if I let him If you run away, you will judge yourself!"

Dozens of imperial swordsmen rushed to the nearby jungle to cut down trees. After a while, a simple cage appeared in front of everyone. The two imperial swordsmen raised their faces and threw them into the cage, pretending to be vicious. : "Be honest and bring it inside, otherwise don't blame us for being rude!"

Clap, clap, applause, everyone looked around, only to see Fang Xiaobai walking in front of the captive servants, looking at them one by one, shaking his head while looking at them: "They are all muscular and simple-minded, no wonder they can only be thugs. Well, it's just you, what's your name?"

I?The servant who clicked on the name pointed to his nose anxiously: "Brother, brother, my name is Li Ergou."

Fang Xiaobai almost didn't laugh out loud, he held back his smile, patted the servant's shoulder, and said, "Li Ergou, I think you are smarter than these trash, so I will let you go back, and you help me give it to your master." In a word, just say that his son is in the hands of someone from our side, and he wants to redeem his son, so come to Gaoyou Zhangjiazhuang to explain."

Li Ergou had a bitter face. If he went back alone, he would have to peel off his skin if he didn't die. He suddenly found that being a prisoner was still very happy, at least he didn't have to worry about his life.

Under the expectant gaze of other servants, Brother Li Ergou, with the "enthusiasm help" of the imperial swordsman, left the path where the accident happened and returned to the official road.

Li Ergou sighed deeply, looked towards the direction of Yangzhou City, feeling uneasy in his heart, he could imagine how the master would be furious after knowing that the young master had been kidnapped, alas, it was a blessing or a curse, and the disaster could not be avoided, I hope the master will forgive himself Life.

(End of this chapter)