Marry into a wealthy family if you don't pay well

The sky is bright and the air is clear, the wind and the sun are beautiful.

Today's Shenying Village is a little different from usual.

The two of them came down the mountain road with two horses. Amidst the sound of the hooves of the horses, the man behind said: "Why is the master in the mood to patrol the mountain in person today?"

"Can't you?" Yan Shaoqian rode a black steed, with long hair tied into a ponytail, and a knife across his waist, "The batch of new weapons should have arrived today, let them be careful, don't make any mistakes .”

"Don't worry, master," Chang Wu assured, patting his chest, "I've asked my brothers to block the mountain road, except for the carriages and horses transporting weapons, others will not be released."

Yan Shaoqian nodded: "That's good."

The terrain of this mountain is amazing, Shenying Village lies on the mountainside, surrounded by cliffs on three sides, only one side has a mountain road leading to the foot of the mountain, you have to walk this road to get in and out of the village.

The two went down the mountain road until they came to the fork at the foot of the mountain.

This road is the only way to pass through this place. If you want to make a detour, you have to detour for another [-] miles, and the other roads are even more difficult to walk. Cars are impassable and can only be passed by people.

And here is the famous "Shangjing Road". Scholars who came to Beijing to catch the exam, or officials who went out of Beijing, had to take this road.

Those corrupt officials who wanted to transport the money they received from bribes out of the capital also had to pass through here.

They Shenying Village specialize in intercepting this kind of car.

However, there seemed to be no "business" delivered to the door today, Yan Shaoqian stopped at the intersection for a while, ready to ride his horse back.

The mountain road has been blocked, looking around, there is no one there.

Just when he tightened the rein and was about to turn back the horse's head, he suddenly heard something in his ear.

The head of Shenying Village is well known for his martial arts skills, and his senses are more sensitive than ordinary people. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking at it, you can know what happened at the bottom of the mountain, you can hear the cries of children at the foot of the mountain, and you can feel it through the vibration of the ground. There was an earthquake outside.

Of course, most of these words are exaggerated, but it is true that he has good eyes and ears.

He listened carefully: "What sound?"

"What?" Chang Wu heard nothing, "Wind?"

"No." Yan Shaoqian didn't move, but his brows were furrowed. He stared straight ahead without blinking, and his right hand was already on the handle of the knife.

Suddenly, the grass thirty feet away moved in front, and the grass blades rustled for a while, and at the next moment, a pair of hands stretched out from inside, and then a person came out.

Chang Wu subconsciously drew his sword: "Who?!"

Yan Shaoqian gestured to him to signal him to be calm: "I don't feel the flow of inner breath, this person probably doesn't know martial arts."

"Oh," Chang Wu felt relieved all of a sudden, and put the knife back into its sheath again, "Ruan Persimmon—the boss is waiting here, I'll go up and ask."

"No need," Yan Shaoqian clamped his horse's belly, "It's rare for me to come out to patrol the mountains. It's also fate to meet a fish that slipped through the net. I will meet him in person—I want to know how he returned after your Qingshan road was closed. can get in."

He said this lightly, and his tone didn't fluctuate much, but Chang Wu inexplicably felt a chill down his spine: "It's the little ones who are not good at things, and I will never do it again in the future."

Yan Shaoqian ignored him, only rode close to the uninvited guest, touched the back of his waist, and the knife slipped out of the sheath silently, pointing the tip at the other party: "Who is here!"

The man had just crawled out of the grass and hadn't stood still yet, when he was suddenly yelled at, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back: "Wait, I'm a good person!"

Yan Shaoqian couldn't hold back, and raised his eyebrows uncontrollably—good guy?

Does the villain call himself a villain at the top of his voice?

Besides, it's useless to be a good person. Aren't they a group of bad guys who specialize in dealing with good people?

The other party was dressed as a scholar, but for some reason, he described himself as very embarrassed, his bun was untied, his green shirt was covered in mud, and the bookcase he was carrying behind him was also broken, and a book was stuck in it. There.

Because of this man's disheveled face, Yan Shaoqian didn't see his face clearly for a while, so he just rode around him: "Going to Beijing to catch the exam? Isn't it right? The spring exam has passed and the autumn exam is not yet here. What kind of exam are you rushing for?" ? Could it be possible to add another class this year, fighting crickets in summer?"

"Uh..." The scholar was teased by him, with an embarrassed expression on his face, "I'm not rushing for the exam, I'm going to Beijing to visit relatives."

"Visiting relatives?" Yan Shaoqian felt that it was even more funny, and he gestured at the other party with his horsewhip, "When visiting relatives, you should bring some floppy diskettes, local specialties, and a box of books. There is no sound of collision, how did you come here, all the way?"

Shucheng shrank his feet subconsciously—the shoes on his feet were covered with mud, and he didn't know how long he had traveled.

He lowered his head and restrained his emotions: "Please, please let me go. It rained yesterday and the mountain road was slippery. I accidentally fell into the grass beside the road. I hit my head on a stone and fell unconscious. I just woke up. Come on, I really didn't intend to stay here."

Yan Shaoqian thought that this guy was really unlucky too, and he shook his head: "What a coincidence, there is something important to do in the village today, and the mountain road has been closed, so you may not be able to get out. I think you'd better enter the village for a little discussion , leave tomorrow."

As he spoke, he gave Chang Wu a wink, who nodded and forcibly tied the scholar to the horse.

The scholar didn't expect that they were really tough, and immediately struggled: "Let go of me! What are you doing! I'm just passing by, I don't have the money for you to rob... you bandits!"

Yan Shaoqian listened and didn't look back.

That's right, they are indeed bandits.

The two forcibly tied the scholar back to the village, and as soon as they entered the gate, Yan Shaoqian blew a hooligan whistle: "Brothers, guests are here!"

The head of the family responded, and immediately a group of people poured out of the village, including men and women, old and young.The scholar had never seen such a battle before, he thought that he had entered some kind of den of thieves who ate people and didn't spit out their bones, and was so scared that his legs went limp on the spot.

"Chang Wen," Yan Shaoqian jumped off the horse, greeted Chang Wu's twin brother, and gestured to the scholar, "Prepare the bath water for the guests, and see who in the village has a similar figure to him. Give him clean clothes."

Chang Wen led the horse for him: "No problem, Master, leave it to me!"

At this moment, someone suddenly rushed in from outside the cottage, and said excitedly: "The first master! The batch of weapons has been delivered, and I saw the second master and their car!"

The crowd cheered, and Yan Shaoqian waved at them: "Third brother, take a few brothers and help the second brother get the car up. The road is slippery today, so be more careful."

Chang Wu responded, and took a few younger brothers out of the gate of the village.

Yan Shaoqian didn't follow, he walked in the direction of his residence, ran into Chang Wen head-on, and asked, "Are the arrangements made?"

"The arrangement has been made, but he seems reluctant," Chang Wen lowered his voice, "Master, where did you kidnap him?"

"How do you talk?" Yan Shaoqian tapped his head with his knuckles, "Can this be called 'captive'? It's called 'please'——oh, by the way, there should be an empty room next to me. Let him stay first."

"Ok."

Yan Shaoqian said again: "Also, let's hold a banquet tonight to celebrate, and distribute the weapons to the brothers at the banquet. You go to prepare, kill a few more pigs, and take out all the good wine that was stored in the cellar before. , let's get drunk."

"okay!"

It was already afternoon, and there were only a few hours left before dark.Shenying Village has a custom that has been maintained for more than ten years, that is, it will become very active at night. From the foot of the mountain, you can often see the light of the bonfire rising from the mountain in the middle of the night.

Yan Shaoqian looked at the guest "forcibly tied into the village" very kindly, and said to him through the screen: "If you really don't want to stay here, you can leave early tomorrow morning."

no respond.

Yan Shaoqian sighed, feeling that the other party really didn't want to talk to him, and regretted that he had been tied back without the other party's consent - but there was no way, who let this unlucky guy bump into him at this time.

He was turning around to leave when there was a sudden rustle behind him, and the scholar came out from behind the screen: "You mean what you say?"

"Of course, I'm the head of the house here, and who else..."

Yan Shaoqian turned his head, and his voice stopped abruptly.

The scholar had already finished his bath, and he was completely in a state of distress. Looking at it now, he found that this man had a good appearance. He should be young, fair and delicate. He was only wearing a single suit, and his figure looked a bit thin.

Yan Shaoqian was stunned for a moment - he seemed to have not seen such a good-looking person for many years.

He stared straight at the other party, and the scholar was a little uncomfortable being looked at by him. He lowered his head and straightened his clothes that didn't fit well, and said with a frown, "How?"

"Uh...no, it's nothing, it's fine." Yan Shaoqian hurriedly turned his head away, scratched his temples, and thought to himself, what kind of luck is he, that a random person who was kidnapped from the road is so good-looking?

He took the initiative to take a step back, keeping a safe distance from the other party: "Hey, what... what's your name?"

The scholar's tone was still very indifferent: "My surname is Shen, and I have a single name."

"Shen Zhuo..." Yan Shaoqian read it in a low voice, "It sounds good."

Then he pointed to himself: "Say less money."

Shen Zhuo glanced at him: "Oh."

Seeing that he was so indifferent, he couldn't say anything if he didn't have much money, so he just said, "Are you coming to today's dinner? You said you passed out by the side of the road last night, so you must have not eaten all day?"

Just as he was speaking, the other party's stomach grunted in a timely manner.

Shen Zhuo: "..."

Yan Shaoqian held back his smile, and patted him on the shoulder: "Come on, there will be meat and wine at the dinner party, so let's take it as an apology to you, to save face."

Shen Zhuo didn't speak.

Yan Shaoqian waved his hand and went out, standing at the door and shouting, "Chang Wen, serve some snacks to the guests!"

"Coming soon!"

Shen Zhuo looked at his back and thought: Weird person.

He is obviously a bandit, but he wants to entertain passers-by whom he has never met before.

Blocking the road and robbing one moment, and hosting a banquet the next moment, what kind of way is this?

Yan Shaoqian left the room, turned right, met Chang Wen, and said in a low voice, "Have you checked his bookcase?"

Chang Wen held a plate of snacks: "I checked, and there is nothing but books and clothes, and it rained yesterday, the books were already soaked, and the pages were stuck together and couldn't be peeled off, so I probably can't read them."

Yan Shaoqian rubbed his chin: "It's strange. It stands to reason that all scholars love books like their lives. He knows that the book is wet, but he doesn't feel bad at all?"

Chang Wen: "It hurts, I think his eyes have changed, if he is not in our den of thieves, he would have cried a long time ago."

"Go," Yan Shaoqian elbowed him, "Anyone call themselves a 'thief'?"

Chang Wen shrugged.

Yan Shaoqian asked again: "How much silver does he have?"

Chang Wen fumbled in his sleeve for a long time, and took out two copper plates: "Here."

Yan Shaoqian was shocked: "Just two copper coins?"

"Only two copper plates."

Yan Shaoqian covered his forehead, as if he had never robbed such a poor person before, he waved his hands a little reluctantly: "Give him a bag of silver when he leaves. He wants to go to Beijing with no money, what is going on in his mind, Are you really not afraid of starving to death halfway?"