Back Off, Let Me Come

  Chapter 205 205: Xiaocheng chaos (forty-five) [ask for a monthly ticket]

  When the servants came back to report, Wu Yuan secretly said that "there is a tacit understanding", and these people came to the door on their own initiative and saved him a lot of trouble. Who would have thought that when they saw people, they would all be crying and displeased, as if their ancestral graves had been swept clean.

   Wu Yuan's heart thumped when he saw this, and he couldn't help but mutter in his heart what kind of medicine these people sell in the gourd, and he had prepared himself mentally in advance. He was about to say a few words of pleasantries, and beat these people by the way, don't come here to touch his own bad luck at this time.

  Before the belly draft started, one of them was already aggrieved with tears in his eyes, and stepped forward to complain, hoping that the county government could lend them someone.

   Wu Yuan still doesn't know what happened.

  He only heard the word "borrower".

He said: "Borrower? You all know the current situation. The rebels are gazing at the outside of the city. We have reached the predicament of hanging swords on our necks. The troops in the city dare not slack off for a moment. Borrowing people... It's not that I don't want to, it's really even. No hands..."

   To deal with this kind of "laolai" who came to "borrow", the best way is to "repay the other with the same way". As soon as Wu Yuan changed into a distressed expression, he sighed: "I'm ashamed to say it, I was still thinking about it last night, whether I should have the audacity to borrow the private part of your family from the gentlemen..."

   As soon as he said this, his eyes were rolled in his heart.

  An idiot can figure it out with his toes, these elite private tribes under the gentry's family have already escorted the master's family out of Xiaocheng, leaving behind all crooked melons and cracked dates. Sent to the battlefield, the damage is better than scraping, purely to send warmth to the enemy, send a head, and give military merit.

   Wu Yuan never counted on these people.

  As soon as he said this, everyone who came to the door looked at each other in blank dismay.

  At this time, one of them stood up covering his bruised eyes. Wu Yuan took a closer look, almost lost control of his expression and laughed out loud. But for many years, the expression management has been very good, so he held back abruptly, and showed a bit of "heartfelt" concern, and asked him.

   "You are—what's the matter?"

  Half of the sleeve was burned to ashes, most of the goatee was gone, and the right eye socket was severely bruised. If you observe carefully, you will find that the bridge of his nose is more skewed than before, and the root of his nose is slightly blue, which is more pitiful and pitiful.

  Wu Yuan was greatly shocked in his heart—you must know that this is Xiaocheng, and these family gentry who are rooted here are the bosses! Even if the rebels approached the city, no one would not open their eyes to provoke them. What happened to them, how could they be so embarrassed?

The middle-aged man who was asked wiped his tears with half of his burnt sleeve, and cried out his experience—at midnight last night, a group of mobs took advantage of their weak guards and rushed into their clan's land to plunder and plunder, wounding dozens of family guards , and then walk away!

   Wu Yuan said in horror: "The mob?"

  The middle-aged man replied: "Yeah, it's all mobs."

   Wu Yuan looked at the others again: "What about you?"

  Others: "Same too."

"almost."

  Wu Yuan then asked: "So—you came to report to the officials?"

The middle-aged man put away his crying expression, wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of his eyes, and twirled his half-burned beard: "That's right. We know that the county government is in trouble, but this time the loss is huge. If we can't catch that gang" Mob', what face do I have to gain a foothold in Xiaocheng and Sibao County in the future! Please give us justice, we must let the lawless people be punished!"

  The corners of Wu Yuan's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself, "You old **** don't have face." No matter how disgusted he was in his heart, he still couldn't show it on the surface, he said: "Listen to me, gentlemen, if it's right or not, it's really because..."

  He still wanted to use the lack of manpower as an excuse to shirk.

  Where can they go to solve crimes and catch thieves at this time?

  They also said that they were a group of mobs, and they successfully robbed their property. If this can be achieved, there will definitely be many people participating in it, and there should be warriors who are not weak, how can he catch them?

  The middle-aged man took a deep breath.

  asked Wu Yuan: "So you refuse?"

Wu Yuan raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about? What do you mean by refusal? The relationship between you and me is like lips and teeth, and the lips are dead and the teeth are cold! But it is really powerless, and the soldiers who dealt with the enemy on the city wall cannot be dispatched to deal with this matter Bar?"

  The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

  asked Wu Yuan: "Do you know what was robbed?"

  The more Wu Yuan listened, the more he felt that there was something in this person's words, and he felt a little angry. He is easy to talk on the surface, but it doesn't mean that these people can really push their noses. So, the response was a little tougher, asking: "If you don't tell me, how do I know?"

  The middle-aged man stared at Wu Yuan's face for a moment, not refusing to miss any strange expression, with a strange expression: "It's food!"

   Wu Yuan's voice suddenly increased: "Food?"

  How could it be such a coincidence?

  He made up his mind to "borrow food", but their food was intercepted by the "mob" on the back foot. Wu Yuan couldn't help but glanced suspiciously at the crowd, secretly worried that they had set up his eyes and ears around him, and this eyes and ears were people he trusted quite.

  These people in front of them didn't want to "borrow", so they directed and acted out a scene of "the mob intercepting food", and even preemptively ran to him and cried.

   Wu Yuan's inner face turned green and pale.

  He was already worried that his identity would be exposed.

  If so—

  He lowered his eyelids calmly, suppressing the killing intent in his eyes.

   This person in front of me may not be able to stay!

The middle-aged man hadn't realized his dangerous situation, his fingers were shaking with anger, his molars were grinding, and he said in a strange way: "Yes. Not only my family, but all the granaries present were attacked by mobs! This is inevitable. What a coincidence! How could a group of 'mobs' know the location of each granary? Without unified command and dispatch, how could they act so quickly?"

  This time, I came here not only to recover the losses of the "borrower", but also to test. After all, the county government that is extremely short of food is also very suspected.

   Wu Yuan had a gloomy face.

  For the first time in his life, he was suspected of being a thief.

"Speak straight, you don't have to beat around the bush! If you say something that doesn't please you, what does the life and death of Xiaocheng have to do with me? It doesn't matter if the city gates are opened and the rebels are surrendered, but it concerns the lives of you and the whole family! On this side of the county mansion, even if there is a shortage of food and people, it doesn’t bother you, does it? You are indiscriminate and framed by scoundrels, it’s really chilling!”

  Although Wu Yuan is still young, getting angry makes him a bit timid, and his attitude is even more frank and upright.

  For a while, everyone looked at each other, unable to make up their minds.

   Didn't dare to really anger Wu Yuan. It really annoys people, if they don't say anything about surrendering the city, they really have no place to cry.

  The middle-aged man spoke softly to appease him.

   "Wulang, please calm down, I didn't mean it that way. It's really because of too much loss, so I lost my composure... Please forgive me."

   After finishing speaking, he bowed to the end.

   Wu Yuan could only barely ease his expression, and went down the steps.

  The two sides can't tear their faces apart yet.

  So, each took a step back.

Wu Yuan wrote a few empty checks, promising to send someone to keep an eye out for the whereabouts of the "mob" and to let him know as soon as there is news—after all, there is such a group of "mob" who can rob various granaries and pat their **** away Wu Yuan was also worried about influence.

  Is this different from the enemy sleeping on the hanging beam in the bedroom?

   How big is the heart to be able to sleep?

   After finally dismissing these people, Wu Yuan became more and more angry.

  Wu Yuan received everyone, and Gu Chi was also listening in the back hall separated by a screen. As soon as they left, he came out from the back hall, his brows were still tightly knitted, which made his gloomy and weak face look even gloomy. His thoughts partly agree with Wu Yuan's.

   These family gentry came prepared!

  Wu Yuan looked in the direction of the door, with a gloomy face, put down the teacup with a snap, and asked, "Mr. Gu, what do you think about this?"

   Gu Chi said: "The timing is too coincidental."

  Wu Yuan asked again: "Mr. Gu also suspects there is an inner ghost?"

  Gu Chi was about to answer "Yes",

At this time, Gong Cheng’s heartfelt voice was approaching—although his heartfelt voice could not be expressed logically and completely, judging from the short sentences that passed by, Gong Cheng was in a very good mood at this time—ten sentences, five sentences praising his wife and brother How heroic, wise, smart and decisive, the remaining five sentences are all praising the uncle's martial arts, how strong his strength is, and how he resembles his second uncle!

  Gu Chi was dumbfounded.

   Having spent so much time with Gong Cheng, it is rare to hear this former favorite who has become silent praise anyone from the bottom of his heart. Even for Wu Yuan, Gong Cheng's voice was mostly gratitude, or guilt that he was a burden and dragged down Wu Yuan.

   Such generous compliments?

   Wu Yuan has not received this treatment yet.

  Thinking of this, he looked at Wu Yuan with a trace of pity and sympathy—I don't know what Wu Yuan would think if he knew it?

  Gu Chi only heard Gong Cheng, but five people came in after Tong Bing, and the other four were Shen Tang, Chu Yao, Qi Shan and Gong Shuwu. Seeing this, Gu Chi sneered inwardly and curled his lips, very displeased that he was being targeted in this way.

  Stingy, don't listen to your heart.

  Gong Cheng said as soon as he came in: "Weng Zhi, good news!"

  Wu Yuan's face softened when he came in.

   Picking up the tea, he asked puzzledly, "Where does joy come from?"

  He struggled all night before making a decision, but in the end, the baby was stillborn, and he was framed by a gang of yin and yang.

   All bad luck is dead.

  Gong Cheng smiled and said, "Weng Zhi might as well make a guess?"

  Wu Yuandao: "The rebels outside the city were smashed to death by the thieves from the sky?"

  Gong Cheng shook his head: "How is this possible."

  If another thief star comes to the world, it can still destroy the power of tens of thousands of people. With the distance between the rebel camp and Xiaocheng, how can Xiaocheng be calm? Gong Cheng immediately stopped playing tricks, and happily revealed the answer: "The food and grass for the garrison in the city have been solved!"

   After finishing speaking, he sat down with a smile and poured himself a glass of water.

   Before he could drink his tea, Wu Yuan gulped it out, choking and coughing. The latter seemed to think of something, Huo Di stood up from the spot, looked at Gong Cheng in horror, and asked, "What are you talking about???"

  Good guy—

The granary was looted by the "mob" on the front foot of the family gentry, and the food problem of the garrison guarding the city was solved on the back foot. The fools can figure out that there is some kind of connection between the two, and what's more—Wu Yuan thought of a possibility, and asked: "Who were those last night?" mob'…"

  Gong Cheng: "Don't worry Weng Zhi, hands and feet are clean."

   Wu Yuan's mind buzzed chaotically.

   This matter was actually done by Gong Cheng?

  In this way, the group in the morning did not wrong him.

   Wrong —

  Wu Yuan's face was not happy, but a little bit more gloomy—Gong Cheng acted without his consent at all, and did it without even informing him? This recognition made Wu Yuan feel a little bit of unhappiness in his heart, like a stick in his throat.

  Even Gong Cheng can't make such a good claim.

  Gu Chi was speechless at first, then turned his gaze to Shen Tang who had been sitting obediently without saying a word—Shen Lang!

  He knows much more inside information than Wu Yuan.

  Not to mention, just say that Gong Cheng's education would not be able to do such a deviant, deviant, and shameless thing.

  This is really shameless!

  But Shen Tang is different.

Shen Lang's behavior is out of the ordinary, always unexpected, and there are plotters like Chu Wuhui and Qi Yuanliang who indulge (help) tolerate (Zhou) and do nothing (abuse) by his side, and powerful warriors like Gong Shuwu, who are not strong enough of their own Vulgar... huh, case solved.

   Before Wu Yuan could ask, Gu Chi brought the topic to Shen Tang, and asked with a smile, "Is this Shen Lang's masterpiece?"

  Shen Tang asked back: "So what?"

  With Gu Chi's reminder, Wu Yuan suddenly understood.

  He got up, bowed solemnly to the end, and said sincerely: "Wu is here to thank the hero for the tens of thousands of people in Xiaocheng."

  Shen Tang: "Thank you for what? I'm just 'borrowing flowers to present Buddha'."

  Anyway, what was taken out was other people’s food.

   To put it more plainly, it’s not distressing for those who eat thieves.

  Wu Yuandao: "The strong man Gao Yi."

   After some business bragging, everyone took their seats.

  Wu Yuan showed curiosity, and said bluntly: "Wu has one more thing that I don't know. How did you manage to cut off the granary?"

  Actually, he wanted to ask Shen Tang just a few people how they avoided his hands and committed this big case! Such a big event happened in the territory under his control, and he didn't know about it. It was a bit of a slap in the face, and Wu Yuan was in a bit of a crisis.

  If the target of Shen Tang's attack is not the granary but him, wouldn't he die in a daze?

  This is what Wu Yuan taboos the most.

   But Shen Tang couldn't hear the implication.

   In other words, Shen Tang subconsciously did not place Wu Yuan as an equal opponent, so naturally he would not think about **** him.

  Shen Tang took a sip of tea to moisten his throat—he stayed up all night last night, and now he is a little angry.

   "It's not because we are strong." She paused, and said in disgust, "It's clear that they are too weak, undefended, and almost have no decent defense and counterattack. At first I thought it was a scam."

   Wu Yuan asked again: "The person pretending to be a 'mob'..."

  If Gong Cheng surpassed himself and mobilized people to act without warning, he should seriously consider whether Gong Cheng can still use this card—who would use this kind of subordinate at ease?

  Shen Tang replied: "It's not a disguise."

"no?"

  Shen Tang: "They are 'mobs'."

   To be precise, Shen Tang exchanged ten catties of grain for the thugs.

  The low-level slums in Xiaocheng are full of cheap labor. Everyone is starving and thin, and they can risk their lives for a bite.

  For those who have bottomed out rice jars and don’t even patronize mice, ten catties of grain is really a windfall!

   It's worth taking a little risk.

  They are responsible for confusing the enemy's sight, and it is the manpower arranged by their own side that really works. It has to be said that high-level warriors are really good, and one person can be used by hundreds of people.

  Shen Tang also began to look forward to his bravery.

   Bring hundreds of younger brothers with you when you go out!

  Excellent, pompous!

   |ω`)

   Ah, the second day when Maomao came to the house.

I took it out in the afternoon and had my nails cut. The cat is too sharp. I scratched my hand yesterday. Although it has been vaccinated and it is a domestic cat, it is still safe. Shiitake mushrooms went to get rabies vaccine in the afternoon (I have to complain, the previous rabies vaccine seems to be two More than one hundred injections, now a course of four or five injections, a total of six to seven hundred.)

   Today, I got a little familiar with the house and started to be lively.

   Woohoo, raising a cat is really a joy.

   Although it still doesn’t let me touch it, when I’m typing at night, it sits on the hollowed-out cabinet by the farmer’s feet, looking at me eagerly, and stays for more than four hours.

  (end of this chapter)