Jincheng flower hour

Dingxipo is surrounded by pine forests, and the surroundings are secluded. Passing by the slope in the afternoon, you can hear the birdsong in the forest and the breeze blowing people.Ah Yi Huan hummed the crude tune of the villagers, and gently pulled the rein of the horse.Zhuang Yang leaned on the carriage and looked at the village below the hillside, where every house was lit with fireworks.

He returned late today, because a tenant's daughter fell into a coma due to fever, Zhuang Yang drove her to see a doctor in a carriage.The girl lost her life, and Zhuang Yang's return journey changed from afternoon to evening.

In recent years, thieves have gradually increased, and people rarely walk at night.

The sun had not yet set, and there were still farmers plowing in the fields. Driving on this steep slope, Zhuang Yang was not in a happy mood like Ah Yi, and felt faintly worried.

At this time, I rushed back to Zhuli, so I had to wear stars and moons.

The village was gradually left behind, and the road ahead was gentle, with woodland on both sides.Ah Yi's unpleasant singing stopped abruptly, Zhuang Yang became alert, looked up and saw four or five men blocking the road, and there were piles of stones and thorns on the dirt road which was not spacious.

"What about Erlang?"

Ah Yi's voice trembled, with a crying tone.

"Pass through the ditch."

Zhuang Yang spoke calmly, and he grabbed the car body tightly.On the side of the road is a weedy soil ditch, and the gap with the road is large, which is very thrilling.

"Erlang, I'm afraid!"

Although A Yi was trembling with fright, he still raised his whip and drove the horse, and the horse galloped and jumped into the ditch.

Seeing that the carriage jumped off the road regardless of the danger, the bandits chased after them, throwing knives and stones.A Yi panicked and made no choice, and the horse was frightened and ran wildly. The carriage lost control and rushed into the forest.

Zhuang Yang climbed out of the carriage, his forehead was bruised, except for some dizziness, he was fine, Ah Yi fell to the side, holding his feet and yelling.Ah Yi sprained his ankle, Zhuang Yang pulled him up.Ah Yi cried, "Erlang, I destroyed the car." Zhuang Yang comforted him, "It's okay."

This is not the time to cry, it is useless to cry.

The bandits had already arrived and soon surrounded the two of them.Some gangsters went to overturn the items on the cart, and some gangsters used knives to cut the rope on the side of the cart, trying to separate the horse from the cart.Seeing this, Ah Yi didn't know where the courage came from, he rushed to the man desperately, but was knocked down by a group of gangsters, kicked, beaten, and trampled under his feet.The two generations of the Yi family have been dealers' coachmen, but it's a pity that the carriage was not kept after all.

Ah Yi's face was pressed against the dirt, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding.

"Don't hit him. If you want a car or money, I can give it to you."

There was no panic on Zhuang Yang's face, he looked very calm, he looked at these bandits, and his eyes fell on a man who looked like a bandit leader.This man was rough-looking, wearing a torn leather armor and hemp shoes with leggings on his feet.Compared with the costumes of other gangsters and poor peasants, he is more like a warrior.

The bandit leader signaled his subordinates to loosen their feet, and Ah Yi was relieved, so he quickly got up. After all, he had never seen the world, and it was the first time he had encountered a bandit, so he was still in shock.Zhuang Yang comforted Ah Yi and helped him wipe the blood off his face.

The items on the carriage were quickly searched by the gangsters, which were rice grains, farm tools and several pennies.The most valuable thing on this carriage is not these, but the passenger Zhuang Yang.

The bandit leader's eyes fell on Zhuang Yang's face. He looked at Zhuang Yang, his eyes were like beasts, full of greed and lust.Zhuang Yang noticed that he turned his head and looked at the bandit leader. There was no fear in Zhuang Yang's eyes.The bandit leader smiled for some reason, he felt that Zhuang Yang was pretending to be calm, that he was elegant and weak, and he was as pretty as a woman.

The bandit leader touched Zhuang Yang's face with his rough hand, and rubbed his thumb against Zhuang Yang's soft lips, but Zhuang Yang forbearance did not resist.Zhuang Yang looked directly at the bandit leader, from eyebrows to eyes, to lips, there was a mole on the corner of the bandit leader's mouth.The bandit leader was also watching Zhuang Yang. He leaned close to Zhuang Yang's neck and sniffed lightly. He smelled the scent of vanilla. He smiled, seeming very happy. He pulled off Zhuang Yang's collar and ordered: "Take it off."

Zhuang Yang obeyed, took off his silk coat and threw it on the ground.

"Take off again."

The bandit leader picked up the brocade robe and seemed very satisfied, as if he was not greedy for money, and it was just fun for him to let Zhuang Yang take off his clothes.

Zhuang Yang took off the silk lining robe and the hairpin on his head, and handed them to the bandit leader.

"The clothes are given to you, please let us go."

Zhuang Yang's voice is pleasant, but it has a masculine timbre.He was only wearing a close-fitting shirt, his chest was flat, and his posture when he raised his head had a masculine posture.

By this time, the bandit leader was not interested in Zhuang Yang, no matter how beautiful he was, he was still a man.

"As for me and my brothers, we are just asking for a fortune without killing our lives, but we can't let you go like this."

The bandit leader drew out a dagger and waved it in front of Zhuang Yang. Zhuang Yang didn't blink his eyes or panic on his face. He stood quietly with calm eyes.

"I know that your life is difficult, and you have to do it as a last resort. You and I have no enmity, please do not harm."

Zhuang Yang spoke sincerely and looked directly at the bandit leader again.He had seen bandits a few times since he was a child, and when they fell into their hands, how could he not panic, but when encountering these people, panic and fear are useless.

"He is Zhuangjia Erlang, but he is a good man, so be gentle."

A dark man with a big belly and short legs laughed wildly.Except for this man, the other gangsters all looked like peasants, with mediocre appearance and thick hands and feet.

"Boss, it's getting dark."

The man who leads the horse is also urging.

"You are afraid of the dark when you are a thief."

The others laughed recklessly.

The bandit leader grinned at Zhuang Yang, showing his yellow teeth. Then, he put his finger to his lips and whispered, "Just prick your leg, it won't hurt."

Zhuang Yang was held by the two gangsters, and he looked at the bandit leader with cold eyes. The bandit leader held Zhuang Yang's calf, raised the knife and stabbed it on the abdomen of Zhuang Yang's calf.

"Ah." Zhuang Yang cried out in pain, breaking away from the bandit, he crawled away from the bandit leader in pain, leaning his back against the tree trunk.

At this time, the night is coming, and the last twilight of the sunset will also fade away. The people in the forest look like dark shadows. Enduring the pain, Zhuang Yang feels that everything in front of him is just a nightmare.

The bandit leader got on his horse and led the bandits away with his arms raised, disappearing on the road ahead.

"Erlang, your legs!"

Ah Yi crawled to Zhuang Yang's side. He looked miserable, but at least he was fully clothed—coarse clothes and coarse cloth, which the gangsters don't want.Zhuang Yang covered his injured leg and spat blood.

"Ayi, can you still stand up?"

"Yes." Ah Yi supported the tree trunk and stood up. He was beaten badly, his legs were limping, his waist was hurting, and his head was hurting.

Zhuang Yang breathed a sigh of relief, pulled off the hair band from his head, and bandaged his legs.The wound was small, but deep.Zhuang Yang stood up and tried to walk, but immediately broke out in cold sweat from the pain.

There is a village nearby, the bandit leader injured his leg to prevent him from calling the villagers to round up him, now he has a leg injury and it is difficult for him to move, and Ah Yi is also injured.

Hateful, what I met today was not an ordinary robber.

Zhuang Yang folded branches to make sticks, and he and A Yi moved slowly to the village they saw earlier.The two of them got out of the bushes and reached the treetops, and by the moonlight, they hurriedly called for help.

The village under Ding Xipo was dimly lit. When Zhuang Yang and A Yi walked to the entrance of the village, their dogs barked, and the villagers came out one after another. Seeing their distressed appearance, they knew they had been ransacked without asking.

"Where did you get robbed?"

A big man stepped forward and asked in panic.

"Dingxipo Pine Forest."

Zhuang Yang was sweating coldly on his forehead, and his voice was weak.

"Both my servant and I were injured. Could you ask the villagers to take him in for a night? If we report to the family tomorrow, we will be rewarded."

"Help them in quickly."

Immediately someone came over and helped Zhuang Yang and A Yi into a family at the entrance of the village.

The villagers gathered and asked how they were robbed, and everyone was talking about it.From their discussion, Zhuang Yang knew that he was not the first person to be robbed in Dingxipo. This road is the main road leading to Zhuli, Laili and other places. I often go to the village to steal chickens and dogs.

When the villagers dispersed, it was late at night, and the villagers who took Zhuang Yang and A Yi in, said to Zhuang Yang, "What do you think the bandit leader looks like?" Zhuang Yang said, "He looks about 30 years old, tall and strong, wearing leather armor. , there is a mole on the corner of his mouth." The villagers said excitedly: "That is Huo Da, and all his gangsters are all villains in the village." Zhuang Yang rolled up his trousers, exposing the wound, and the villagers pasted crushed herbs on it . "Even if you know his name, why didn't you arrest him in the past?" The villagers hesitated to speak, and waited until Zhuang Yang had wrapped up his wound before he said, "He is very capable. People wanted to arrest him, but someone leaked the news and let him run away."

"Besides, he only robs money and doesn't kill people. There are so many people in this world that the officers and soldiers want to arrest, and they don't want to control him."

Zhuang Yang went to see Ah Yi, and Ah Yi was lying on the side and fell asleep. Hearing such words, Zhuang Yang had nothing to say.

The villager surnamed Deng who took Zhuang Yang in was Deng Ding. The walls of the house were empty, but the sleeping place was piled up with reed strips, and several woven thin tunes were stacked on top of each other.Deng Ding usually makes a living by weaving silkworm-raising utensils. There are not many silkworm farmers in Luo Township, so he has to go to Laili to sell them. Life is hard.

While the two were talking, they suddenly heard someone eagerly knocking on the door, and Deng Ding's wife went to open the door.As soon as the door was opened, someone pushed it open, and the man rushed in, shouting anxiously: "Erlang!" Zhuang Yang heard Liu Hong's voice, and said, "Ah Hong, I'm here .”

There was only one oil lamp lit in the room, and Zhuang Yang, who was lying in the corner, was in darkness.Liu Hong argued loudly, and immediately went in the direction of Zhuang Yang, tripped over the silkworm tools under his feet, and almost fell.Regardless, Liu Hong walked up to Zhuang Yang and hugged Zhuang Yang.

"Erro."

Liu Hong's juvenile voice sounded hoarse, unlike his usual clear tone, it took Zhuang Yang a while to realize that Liu Hong was choking, as if he was about to cry.

His body was tightly strangled, and Zhuang Yang couldn't move. In the dark, he couldn't see Liu Hong's expression clearly.

Zhuang Yang smelled the sweat and faint smell of alcohol on Liu Hong's body. Liu Hong hugged him, his shoulders trembled slightly, and Zhuang Yang felt that he seemed to be crying.Zhuang Yang stroked Liu Hong's back, like comforting a child, and whispered, "I'm fine, why did you find me here?"

"Hiro, let me go."

Deng Ding and his wife were watching. Although the lights were dim, they must have expressions of astonishment.

"Ahiro, you..."

Zhuang Yang was helpless, his shoulders were wet and cold, the Liu family's dog was lying on him like a big dog, and he couldn't push it away.

Wearing only a thin shirt, all the clothes were stripped off by the thief, Zhuang Yang pressed against Liu Hong's generous and warm chest, and gradually felt embarrassed, but finally Liu Hong let go of his arm and let Zhuang Yang go.Liu Hong lowered his head, took off his coat and put it on Zhuang Yang. Only then did he realize that Zhuang Yang was only wearing a shirt.