Seed dealers in ancient times

After passing the post station, there are few people visible to the naked eye, and weeds grow in the center of the dirt road official road, and there are often wheels on both sides, but it is still relatively flat.

After the convoy had gone for an hour and a half, it was supposed to be the time for sunrise, but the wind blew but it was foggy, and walking in the mountains and forests, it was strangely cold.

Zheng Jiang didn't feel cold sitting in the carriage. According to the usual situation, the small space should be hot and stuffy, but today it was cool, so it seemed that the weather outside was not good.

He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked at the sky, the gray clouds were heavy and low.

Zheng Huan, who was following outside, said worriedly: "Master, I'm afraid it's going to rain."

"It's still a long time away from the next station, let everyone speed up your pace, if you find a village or a place to drink tea and rest, go to shelter from the rain."

Zheng Huan followed the instructions to make arrangements, and the old man put down the curtain of the car and said: "I'm afraid there is no village. In the early years, the village was often harassed by bandits, and those who could be moved had already moved away. Now we can only try our luck to see if there is any." The tea shed is gone."

Everyone's hearts were a little suspended, but when the incense was burned, there was a muffled thunder in the sky, getting louder and louder from far to near, and after a while, the sound of raindrops on the leaves was heard.

"It's raining!"

There was a commotion outside, Zheng Jiangting hurriedly opened the curtain and jumped out of the carriage: "Be safe and don't be impatient, everyone try not to go under the tree when there is thunder."

Someone led them so that they would not panic. Zheng Jiang stopped to accompany everyone on a walk in the rain, and the rain changed from tentatively scattered small spots to dense easterly heavy rain.

"The rain is heavy, and the time for it to fall is relatively short. Everyone, keep an eye on the carriage and go slowly."

Visibility was very low due to the heavy rain, and everyone's hair was streaming down in a column of water: "Master Zheng, it seems that someone is coming up ahead!"

Everyone subconsciously held down the carriage and entered a state of alert.

Zheng Jiang stopped at the front and signaled everyone to stop first. After a while, there were some pedestrians coming through the rain, but everyone was relieved when they looked at the people. , or carrying burdens and patched clothes, just like a group of refugees fleeing.

"My lord, do you know if there is a tea shed to rest in front of you?"

"There is no tea shed in front, only a post." Zheng Jiang stopped and said, "Everyone, find a place to shelter from the rain."

"Thank you, master." The old man with a cane swallowed again: "I don't know if the master has anything to eat, we - pedestrians - have come all the way from Chunlai County, and we haven't eaten for two days."

Zheng Jiang stopped to look at the hunched old man in front of him, his eyes moved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "Old man, your beard was washed away by the rain."

The man subconsciously panicked and touched his beard, and after touching it for a long time, he realized that he had been tricked. He immediately stepped back, and several people stood up straight in an instant, and the leader sneered: "Stinky boy, you actually saw through me!" disguise."

"Is there a refugee who hasn't eaten for two days and still looks healthy?"

"Hmph, it will take a long time to catch you fat sheep." As soon as the words fell, the man threw up his crutches, pulled out the camouflage outside, and suddenly appeared inside—a white long knife, rain-beaten. There is a crisp sound on the blade: "Brothers, stop them!"

He raised the knife here, and the people from the Zhengjiang parking team immediately pulled out the shining steel knife from the bottom of the carriage.

"Hey, come prepared!" The man headed by the bandit suddenly pulled out a small bamboo tube from his waist, and pulled the bamboo tube back with a hissing sound.

"They have sent a signal, quickly solve it!"

After Zheng Jiang gave an order, people from the two parties rushed up and started fighting together. These people were all desperadoes found on the black market, and the two sides fought with real guns.Zheng Jiangting took advantage of the gap and got back to the sedan chair: "Master Ren, stay in the carriage and don't come out. There are not many of them, so it's okay."

After saying that, Zheng Jiangting was slapped in the face, and a group of people rushed over amidst the sound of rain, each of them was holding something, dressed like a gangster, he was shocked, how did the rescue come so quickly.

Immediately, he heard the man pretending to be an old man spit, "Damn it, why are people from Xifeng Village here!"

"Boss, the elite from Xifengzhai are here, they are well prepared. Shall we withdraw?"

The man slapped his younger brother, "Retreat? You are so fucking stupid. If all the people from Xifeng Village have come, it means that it is a big fat sheep. We found it first, so why should we let them have the village? Don't worry, brother and the others." It should be here soon."

"Hey, isn't this Zhen Sheng! It turns out that the people in Dongshan Village haven't starved to death yet!"

"Hahahahahaha!"

Zheng Jiang stopped listening to the conversations on both sides, it seemed that they were not from the same group, and things seemed to have become more complicated. Unexpectedly, there were more than one bandit den in Xifeng.

"Damn it, I want you not to laugh today."

A few words are out of tune, and the two sides are about to fight. Zheng Huan has never seen such a battle, and his heart raised his throat: "Master, what should I do?"

Zheng Jiangting suppressed his voice and said: "Wait for the time and wait for the people from the government to come."

"Don't fucking beat me up, don't pay attention to the people in Dongshan Village, kill them first and bring the food back to the village."

"We saw the sheep first, why should you bring them back to the village, and say that everything comes first."

"Come first, come first? It's funny, the lamb has already received the letter from Jincheng, and our village has already ambushed on the road. What's the matter with you, Dongfeng Village." The man with the scar on Xifeng Village said sharply: "If you call him again— Dao kill."

Seeing that the momentum was not good, Zheng Jiang stepped forward to delay the time, cupped his hands and said kindly: "Please hold your hands high, this is disaster relief food sent to Chunlai County, not caravan goods."

"I don't care if you are a caravan or disaster relief, you have to eat if you have a mouth."

"The village master can't do it..."

Before Zheng Jiang stopped talking, the strong wind swept over, and the big steel knife suddenly swung towards his neck. His eyes were quick and his hands quickly folded back, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow, but the tip of the knife still scratched his arm. Forearm—a sharp pain.

"There's so much nonsense. Give it all to me!"

Zheng Jiangting covered his arms and retreated to the side of the carriage. The people in Dongfengzhai were pushed away, and the bandit from Xifeng, Lu, came to kill him. The method was vicious and savage, wielding a big knife. After a while, the rain was dyed red. Zheng Jiang stopped Holding a knife and guarding the old man's side, the surrounding rain was heavy, and the sound of the handover of weapons was mixed with the sound of rain.

"The officers and soldiers are here!"

-The sound of trampling horseshoes broke the confusion, and the gangster's expression changed: "Why did the officers and soldiers come! Whoever reported the case, how did they come so fast!"

Hearing the sound, Zheng Jiang stopped and heaved a sigh of relief, but soon after, he heard Zhen Sheng send out a signal to pop out.

"Bold gangsters, how dare they grab food for disasters! Put down your weapons!"

"Don't be cowardly, fight with them, it's not certain who will be alive today!"

The heavy rain poured down, bandits and soldiers fought each other, and time could not tell the difference.

"Boss Zhen, let's withdraw, there is no reason to help people from Xifeng."

The man surnamed Zhen wiped off the rain on his face, along with his beard: "Bah, how can it be easy to withdraw so many officers and soldiers?"

"Just now I saw that there seemed to be an important person in the carriage. Wasn't the leader—wasn't he protecting him all the time?"

Zhen Sheng glanced at the spot where Zheng Jiang stopped, and said with a snort, "Your boy is finally smart - go and take a hostage in the past, remember, don't kill anyone who is not big or small."

"Yes."

The two attacked from both sides, taking advantage of the chaos around them - a group secretly approached Zheng Jiangting, Zhen Sheng raised his knife and hit the person guarding the carriage, Zheng Jiangting dodged sideways.

He was holding a big knife in his hand, and he was no weaker than Zhen Sheng in terms of his stature and strength. Even though his right hand was injured, he had never done such a thing of stabbing people with a knife. Even so, it did not fall behind.

When the two were wrestling and entangled, Zhen Sheng's little follower suddenly climbed into the carriage, grabbing old man Ren who was curled up into a ball in fright.

"Put down the knife and don't move! Otherwise the old man will die!"

Zhen Sheng hooked his lips and laughed.

Zheng Jiang's expression changed, and he slowly put down the knife: "Don't be impulsive."

Grandpa Ren has been doing a small business in a down-to-earth manner, and this is the first time he has seen such a battle. Leng Sensen's blade was just in front of his neck, and his face turned pale with fright.

This side won, the officers and soldiers also subdued the bandits in Xifeng, the surrounding suddenly became quiet, only the sound of pattering rain could be heard.

"Don't come close, anyone who comes close to me will kill the old man."

The leading officers and soldiers recognized Mr. Ren, and everyone dared not act rashly: "Don't act recklessly."

"Let our Dongshanzhai people go."

Zheng Jiang stopped to look at Old Master Ren who was trembling all over, and said in a deep voice: "The old man can't bear to be frightened. If you let Master Ren go, I will be your hostage."

Seeing the situation, the officers and soldiers also said: "Yes, let the old man go first, otherwise there is no way to leave here!"

After several rounds of negotiations, Zhen Sheng saw that Jiu Tuo had no intention of leaving. If they didn't leave, they might not be able to leave. He pushed the old man out, and instead put the knife on Zheng Jiangting's neck: "Stay back!"

The rain stopped after half an hour. Zheng Jiangting followed the six gangsters all the way to the east. After getting off the official road, he got into the trail and jumped up and down. At first, he remembered that he was going back I simply forgot the road ahead, and it was raining heavily in the woods, so I couldn't tell the direction at all.

"There's no need to push me so far!"

Half of Zheng Jiang's arm was bleeding, and he was so numb that he was about to lose consciousness. He raised his hand and wanted to pull a piece of clothes to wrap his arm, pressing his Zhen Sheng's eyebrows and raising his eyebrows: "Don't play tricks."

"I've got to bandage the wound, or man's going to die on the road."

Zhen Sheng sneered: "You young masters in high-end mansions are hypocritical, you will die if you have a little skin and flesh."

Although his mouth was vicious, he still stopped in the end and let Zheng Jiang stop wrapping his hands.

Zheng Jiangting didn't answer his words, and tightly wrapped the cloth around the wound, his right hand was bleeding too much and it was already cold.Zhen Sheng looked at his clumsy movement of wrapping his left hand around his right, and impatiently stepped forward to pull the cloth strip and tied it in a knot.

"Thank you." Zheng Jiang stopped and looked at the man whose disguise was washed away by the rain. He was not very old, and he was thin and strong: "Are you going to lead me back to the village?"

Zhen Sheng gave him a disgusted look: "Seeing that you are not small, you happened to lose two brothers today, and I will arrest you to be a bandit counting!"

"Why do you say you are, if you don't grab food, how can you kill people."

Zhen Sheng spat - spit: "If you don't steal things, you'll eat asshole!"

"Go, go, hurry up and stop talking."

Zheng Jiangting was pushed and took a few steps forward. Several people surrounded him back and forth. His hands and feet were cold, not only because of the rain, but because of blood loss. His whole brain began to feel dizzy. His steps became a little light, and it was completely impossible to run.

"I can't be a bandit. What's the point of you taking me back to the village?"

"Who wants you to be a bandit like this? When you get to the village, you will write a letter to your family and ask someone to redeem you with money! You can't work in vain—you won't get anything." Zhen Sheng turned his head and looked up and down again. Zheng Jiang paused and said, "Your family should be quite rich in Jincheng, and my father should be reluctant to let you, a big boy, be in the bandit's den."

"My father died a long time ago. My family is not very rich in Jincheng."

"Bah! Everyone who gets caught says that fucking thing."

Zheng Jiang stopped: "..."

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