After rebirth, the Prime Minister's wife married the living devil

Qingdang Mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, a group of people were marching slowly.

The scorching sun at noon shines through the dense forest, casting mottled shadows.

At the front of the team, a strong man riding a tall horse looked back at the people who were sweating, pulled the reins, turned the horse's head, and ran to the back of the convoy with "da da da da".

With a fierce look on his face, he whipped a pale, slow-moving soldier with a horsewhip and shouted, "Are you dawdling because you didn't eat? If you are late, watch out for your skin! Hurry up!"

The soldier staggered and fell onto the two soldiers in front of him.

The two soldiers, one with a big black mole on his eyebrow and the other with a round face, were obviously the soldier with the black mole and the soldier with the round face from the patrol camp.

The two men subconsciously turned around and saw the leader on horseback with a ferocious look on his face. They couldn't help but feel frightened. They supported the soldier who was beaten, gritted their teeth and quickened their pace.

The leader glanced at the three of them with a warning: "Humph!"

He rode his horse to the front of the team.

When the soldier with the black mole saw him running away, he said to the person next to him in a hateful voice: "He may not be very capable, but he has a bad temper."

The round-faced soldier immediately looked around and said nervously, "Keep your voice down, or he might hear you. Have you forgotten what happened to those who disagreed with him in the militia?"

The soldier with the mole turned pale and fell silent.

The soldier who was being held up looked paler and paler, with sweat pouring down his face.

Round-faced soldier: "How are you? Hang in there. You can rest for a while after you pass Qingdang Mountain. Hang in there, brother."

The soldier said weakly, "Thank you, two brave men. The steamed bread this morning was too hard. My weak stomach can't stand it for a while. It will be fine after a while."

The soldier with the black mole and the soldier with the round face felt their teeth aching when they thought of the dry and hard steamed bread. They looked at each other with bitter smiles, and compared the food with that of the patrol camp, they felt so regretful that they could not tell anyone else.

The only thing supporting them now is the 500 coins and 2 dou of rice monthly salary that they have not yet received.

Suddenly, a burst of hurried horse hooves and chaotic footsteps came from all around.

A group of strong men wearing ragged clothes and holding various weapons rushed out from the dense forests on the mountains on both sides and the front and rear roads and surrounded the convoy.

These strong men had ferocious faces, and their eyes flashed with cruelty and greed.

The convoy was frightened by this sudden change and lost its composure. The leader of the militia shouted nervously: "No one is allowed to retreat! Charge!"

The two sides immediately started fighting.

In just a quarter of an hour, more than half of the militia were killed or wounded. The remaining half of the militia were so frightened that they huddled together with their backs to each other like quails.

A leader of the robbers said fiercely: "We only want money and goods, we don't want to kill anyone, but if you want to resist..."

He pulled the round-faced soldier out of the crowd, and with a machete, something rolled to the ground with a "swish".

A stream of hot liquid splashed onto the face of the soldier with the mole. He opened his eyes in horror, and then his pupils dilated, and his body went limp and fell to the ground.

*

"Snapped!"

County Magistrate Dong slapped Dong Beicheng's face to the side and shouted angrily, "You useless bastard! Look at what you have done!"

Dong Beicheng's face swelled up instantly. As he was the youngest son in the family, doted on by his parents and cared for by his brothers and sisters, he felt extremely aggrieved.

"Isn't it just a few untouchables who died? What's the big deal? Are they more important than me? If you want to hit me, come and hit me! My parents have never hit me!"

His unrepentant look made County Magistrate Dong so angry that he trembled all over. He fell into the chair, pointed at Dong Beicheng with a pale face, his lips trembling and unable to speak.

The county magistrate's wife, Jin, who was sitting next to County Magistrate Dong, was startled and immediately took the ginseng tea and fed it to County Magistrate Dong.

She patted County Magistrate Dong on the back and consoled him, "Husband, calm down. Bei Cheng is also young and hot-tempered. The most important thing now is to think about how to make amends."

County Magistrate Dong took a sip of ginseng tea, his expression somewhat relieved, and he sighed, "How can I make amends? Boss Liu gave the goods to his militia for my sake, but the goods were lost and Boss Liu had to pay them 3,000 taels! Including the loss of the goods, the total is 4,500 taels! And the guys in Boss Liu's caravan died! Do you think Boss Liu will let it go?"

The more he talked, the paler the Magistrate Dong's face became. He fell into the armchair, pointed at Dong Beicheng and cried, "Beicheng, you really made me suffer! I clearly gave you silver, and those wealthy merchants also gave your militia a lot of money for my sake. Why do the soldiers of the militia eat steamed bread that is so hard that they can't even chew it? How can they have the strength to fight against the bandits!"

Dong Beicheng's eyes flickered and he avoided the gaze of County Magistrate Dong out of guilt.

County Magistrate Dong shouted, "Tell me! Where did the money go? Take it out now and give it back to Boss Liu and the others! How dare you take this money now!"

"I…I'm out of flowers."

"what!"

Magistrate Dong held his head and fainted in the armchair with a "嘤".

The scene suddenly became chaotic, and a group of people surrounded County Magistrate Dong, forced him to drink ginseng tea, pinched his Ren Zhong, and patted his chest.

Magistrate Dong finally woke up. He looked at Jin and said weakly, "Madam, I still want to keep my position as magistrate. There is only one way to do this..."

Jin wiped away her tears, looked at Magistrate Dong, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, Master."

*

Zhuang Xingbai found a literate young man from the Internal Affairs Department to be his assistant, and built a registration office at the corner gate of the patrol camp.

Lin Yanyu no longer had to go there every day and had some free time.

That day, the sun was shining brightly. She took the boxes to the yard to dry them. She accidentally found a few of Li Yanqi's martial arts robes. After taking a closer look, she couldn't help but feel angry and amused.

Her white fingertips shone through the holes in her black martial arts robe.

I couldn't help but burst out laughing and muttered, "Those who know you would say you are frugal, while those who don't would think I'm being harsh on you."

Then she thought of the pile of rulers and several pieces of Shu brocade in the side room, and recalled that Lady Jin asked her to go to Jinxiu Pavilion often to talk. Lin Yanyu made up her mind, got up and went to the side room to get the black ruler and three pieces of Shu brocade.

It's spring, and it's time to take off our heavy winter clothes and put on some light clothes.

She planned to make two new martial arts robes and a light blue outer robe for Li Yanqi, and the rest could be used to make a shoulder-length jacket. She made a moon-white skirt for herself, and the rest could be used to make a double-breasted shirt. The mature and solemn brown-grey color was for Lin's father and mother.

Lin Yanyu was thinking about the style of new clothes all the way, and before she knew it, she arrived at Jinxiu Pavilion.

It was noon and there were not many people in Jinxiu Pavilion, so as soon as Lin Yanyu stepped into the door, Lady Jin immediately came out from behind the table to greet her.

She held Lin Yanyu's hand, looked at the cloth in her arms, and laughed loudly: "Madam Li, why did you come just now! You don't know how long I have been coveting your Shu brocade."

Lin Yanyu held her hand back, and they sat on the rosewood chair together. She put the cloth on the table and said with a smile, "I was busy some time ago, so I came here today when I have some free time."

Lady Jin took the cloth in her hands, gently stroked the dark bamboo pattern on the light blue brocade, and praised with shining eyes: "This Shu brocade is really top-notch. Madam Li, what style do you plan to make it?"

Lin Yanyu lowered her rosy cheeks slightly and discussed the size and style with Jin Niangzi with a smile on her face.

A pleasant female voice came over: "Sister Lin."