Seventh Pagoda

A group of people set off in a mighty way to save people.

After traveling for thirty miles, I saw Babao Mountain in the distance, and there were sudden whistles from all around, one after another, in line with a certain fixed rhythm, presumably it was used by bandits to transmit signals.

About a dozen people rode their horses while whistling, surrounded them in a well-trained manner, and slowly circled around Yang Yulin's group.

People on both sides stared at each other for a while, and the scene was eerily quiet.

The young man in the lead was tall and straight, wearing a red scarf on his head. He seemed to think that it would be useless to stare like this, so he hesitated and said, "Go up and sit down?"

That tone was like a teahouse opened on the mountain.

He was politely invited up the mountain, and as soon as he entered the village, he heard a bright human voice.

"Take it easy! Take it easy! Don't hurt me! Just tie it loosely. I'm a guest, a guest! Do you understand! Oh, I'm so stupid, I'll do it myself!"

After entering the Eight Treasures Hall, he saw Jia Liang sitting in the first seat from a distance, majestic, someone on the opposite side took a rope and made gestures on his body, thinking about how to tie it more appropriately.

When he saw the red scarf youth and led such a group of people back in, Yin Heng put on a serious face and wanted to teach them a lesson: "Yin Zang, how many times have I told you that foreign guests are here, and they want to see tea! I want to give you a seat." ! What are you doing in a daze? Wait for me to do it?"

Yin Heng originally wanted to show the majesty of the leader of the cottage everywhere, but because of his light voice and handsome appearance, his majesty was greatly compromised.

Not to mention that the subordinates are used to getting along with each other and are not afraid of him, even the group of people who came back to the Eight Treasure Hall for the first time saw his words and deeds trying to be domineering, but the whole person was completely docile and humble. From the bottom of my heart, I left a gentle and amiable impression on him.

Yin Zang got the order and stood respectfully: "Yes! Boss! Let's go!"

Turning around, he trotted, and was called back by Yin Heng: "Wait a minute! Are the important things done?"

Yin Zang was a little confused: "Huh?"

Seeing that Yin Heng was a little annoyed, he whipped him with a rope in his hand, and cursed him every time he whipped.

"Pig brains! Pig brains! Pig brains! I have always invited guests on the mountain, why? Ah? What is the matter? People! People! Did you invite them!"

Yin Zang suddenly realized: "Oh! Boss, you mean the county—"

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped again by Yin Heng.

With a suspicious red cloud on Yin Heng's face, he shouted angrily: "Shut up! Go!"

Yin Zang went down happily.

Yin Heng kept his hands on and tied Jia Liang loosely. Fu took out a bundle of thick ropes from the ground, held them up to Yang Yulin and his party, and asked hesitantly, "You guys tie them up too?"

The expression and tone were exactly the same as Yin Zang's, which made them dumbfounded, and they didn't know which play they were singing.

After tying up a group of people like gourd strings, he respectfully invited them to sit down in the hall. After all the fussing and talking, Yin Zang could be considered to be back: "Boss! Here we come! Hurry up!" quick!"

Yin Heng jumped up from the chair with a "chuckle": "Hurry up, hurry up, get ready!"

Yin Zang whistled, and eight faces hung upside down from the eaves, which looked very scary at first glance.

The next moment, the eight people flew down from the eaves and stood still.

Yin Heng ordered: "Start work!"

Before the words fell, the eight people moved together and scattered to every corner of the Eight Treasures Hall.

Zhao Yi took out a whetstone and a shiny big knife from under the table.

Qian Er dug out a hollow square brick in the corner, took out eight masks from it, and divided one among them.

Sun Sanfei got on the beams of the house, and took down a can of powder from the thickest beam.

Li Si brought out a huge bronze hanging pot with his bare hands.

On Friday, he picked up the unused ropes on the ground and began to count the heads and hang them on the beams.

Wu Liu has a bronze drum in his left hand and a bronze gong in his right hand, standing still.

Zheng Qi pulled out a big copper hammer.

Wang Bazi took out an erhu from under the legs of the Taishi chair.

Seeing that everyone was in their positions, Yin Zang sang loudly: "The magistrate is here!"

A young man walked in in response, dressed in white embroidered satin pine and chrysanthemum New Year's brocade gown, with a Xiaoxiang jade flute in his hand.

Jing Fulin grinned a little. Coincidentally, he knew this person.

When Ruan Shanyao went to Beijing to take the exam, he won three yuan in a row.Before Jing Fulin thought carefully about what job he should give this newly promoted young talent, he first knelt down and begged for his life, saying that he would become the magistrate of the county.

Looking back now, it seems that "Babao County" was indeed mentioned at that time.

The old man of the Ruan family was so angry that his beard was crooked and he couldn't stop him. Since his father couldn't control him, Jing Fulin was too lazy to care about his leisure. He could let him go wherever he wanted, but his aunt was very angry. I thought about it for a while.

As soon as Ruan Shanyao came in, his eyes were fixed on Yin Heng who was in the first seat.

I haven't seen him for a few months, but the young man seems to have grown a little bit longer, his eyebrows and eyes are gradually losing their childishness, showing a three-point bright color, and there is a tear mole in the corner of his right eye, which should have a coquettish temperament, but it is set off by the black and clear pupils. He restrained himself by three points for no reason, making people never get tired of watching it.

Ruan Shanyao raised his foot and took two steps forward, and Wu Liu followed Ruan Shanyao's steps with drum beats.

When Ruan Shan stepped forward with his left foot, Wu Liu would strike a bronze drum, and when Ruan Shan stepped forward with his right foot, Wu Liu would strike a bronze gong.

Yang Yulin couldn't hold back her laughter, Ruan Shanyao turned her head to look over, and immediately recognized Jing Fulin.

Looking back, in the entire Eight Treasures Hall, eight people were wearing ghost masks with bull's head and horse face. Some were sharpening knives, some were hanging ropes, some were hanging pots to boil water, and some were wielding big copper hammers. They really died as they wanted... …

Long live, the cub has stabbed a hornet's nest this time.With that in mind, Ruan Shanyao sat down quietly.

Yin Zang whistled three long and two short whistles, which meant "playing music", reminding Bazi Wang that it was time to play music.

In terms of ranking, Bazi Wang originally wanted to be called Baba Wang, which made him very angry.

In the end, Yin Heng thought of a way and said, look at Confucius, Laozi, and Zhuangzi, all of them are very distinguished people with "zi" after their names, and you also add "zi" after their names. The highest status!

Bazi Wang was persuaded.

Right now, Bazi Wang is a little unhappy.

Because he was assigned to play the erhu every time, he was really annoying, okay?He also wants to play gongs and drums!He also wants to sharpen his knife!

Just as he was getting bored, he heard Yin Zang whistling again. He was so angry that he picked up his erhu and started to play "Ma Gu's Birthday". Yin Zang was so anxious that he whistled repeatedly, change another one!another!Be tragic!Be tragic!

Well, Bazi Wang rolled his eyes and started to play "Happy Meeting". Seeing the expression on Yin Heng's face, he couldn't hold back any longer. The erhu took it down.

The scene was awkward for a while.

It took Yin Heng a lot of effort to restrain the mania in his heart, and said in a cold voice: "Grandfather of Lao County is here. A group of exiles have been caught in the village recently. How do you think we should deal with them?"

Yin Heng exerted all his strength to put on a majestic and inviolable demeanor, unaware of how his still immature and cold voice felt in Ruan Shanyao's ears.

Ruan Shanyao was a little absent-minded, unconsciously stroking the jade flute in his palm with his fingers, before saying softly after a while: "You will be twenty next month."

Yin Heng was stunned for a moment, not knowing why he said this, but he still answered him honestly: "Yes, the fifth day of next month."

Ruan Shanyao exhaled, raised his eyes to look at Yin Heng and smiled brightly, the hair on Yin Heng's whole body was almost standing on end, and he stumbled a little: "You... why are you asking this?"

Ruan Shanyao just smiled and didn't speak.

Shaking the goosebumps on his body, Yin Heng straightened his expression: "These exiles have committed all kinds of crimes, I think it's better to take care of them in the stockade directly, so as to save them from going back to the yamen."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand and signaled Zhao to make a move.Zhao Yi rolled up his sleeves and picked up the big knife, ready to stand up.

Ruan Shanyao said leisurely, "Wait."

Yin Heng was overjoyed and didn't dare to show it too much, but he couldn't hide the light in his eyes.

Ruan Shanyao saw his every move, and the look in Yin Heng's eyes was like a childish cat's paws scratching his heart, which made his heart tremble a little.

"It's better for me to bring these people back to the Yamen. The Shanzhai has helped us so much in the past, and the Yamen has received too much kindness. I'm afraid Ruan will not be able to repay it."

The tips of Yin Heng's ears were a little burning, and he was muttering in his heart that he had to pay it off... Nodding with a straight face: "Yeah."

Yin Heng didn't forget that the last county magistrate was bullied and left by himself. He was as fat as a pig. I don't know how much people's fat and people's cream he swallowed to feed such a fat body. It's really sad to see.

Yin Heng was not too polite, and took the county magistrate into the river with his people. Anyway, the sky was high and the emperor was far away, so no one cared about killing and arson.

Throwing them into the river and hanging them from the roof every now and then, they couldn't stand the bullying, and they retired and returned home.

What kind of stuff is this new county magistrate?Anyway, it's just some community moths.

On the day when the new county magistrate took office, he led people around the official sedan chair with horses and whistled arrogantly. At first glance, this posture seemed to be snatching a kiss.

The nearby people dispersed early, shouting in all directions: "The women are being robbed! The bandits are robbing the marriage!"

The bearers and attendants were natives of Babao County, and they had long been subdued by Babaoshan, and they all disappeared in the blink of an eye.

There was a chuckle in the sedan chair, and a jade flute lifted the curtain. Ruan Shanyao propped up half of his head with his hands, and sat like that in the abandoned sedan chair, looking at Yin Hengxiao rightly.

Yin Heng was dazzled by his smile, his heart was pounding, and from then on he made up his mind to rob him into the village to become his wife.

Yin Heng was only 12 years old at that time.

At the age of seven, he became a street fighter, and at the age of ten, he became the head of Babaoshan, surrounded by strange old men and rough uncles such as Zhao Yi, Qian Er, Sun San, Li Si, Friday, Wu Liu, Zheng Qi, and Wang Bazi.

Finally, Yin Zang was about the same age as him, and he was a real stunned young man. He asked him if he had seen a ghost.

The pitiful young man who was in love with Dou Chukai, he couldn't think of any way to get what he wanted, other than running away every time he saw someone and finding an excuse to lure him into the village to meet him every once in a while.

Looking at Mr. Wen Runjia under the hall, Yin Heng asked himself for the millionth time in his heart, how can this person be so good-looking?

Yin Zang coughed, and Yin Heng came back to his senses: "Let's have a banquet."