I hope to return to the country

In the afternoon, the sun was shining brightly, but there was no cool breeze. Although it was already autumn, the heat remained undiminished. If I stood outside for a while, I would sweat on my back.

But at the gate of Yancheng, there are still many people huddling together against the sun, all kinds of discussions, talking and laughing, hawkers yelling to sell groceries when there are too many people, parents scolding disobedient children for running around The sound, mixed with the sound of donkeys and horses and livestock, made a chaotic sound, as lively as going to a market.

Of course, they didn't really come to the market, but they heard that the main altar of the Qingdan Society was hung at the gate of the city to show the public today.

What the altar master does, and what status he will have in Qingdan, many people don't know, and don't care, anyway, if he can be used as an example, he must be a big boss.

Leaving aside the fact that Qingdanhui's reputation in Yancheng is already rotten, no matter how miserable the altar owner is, he won't get much sympathy. Let's just say that such a big boss must be a rich man with rich clothes and a lot of servants on weekdays .

Many low-level civilians who are struggling in troubled times hate this kind of rich and noble people the most. Why are we as cheap as pupae, and it is so difficult to survive, but you can enjoy yourself and enjoy the benefits?

This kind of hatred makes the rich and the poor even if there is no intersection, many people still wish that the rich and powerful will suffer and die.

For example, the leader of the Qingdan altar, who used to be so high that no one could touch a corner of his clothes, but now he is in a mess, being hung up like a pig and dog to be humiliated and watched by others, it is really happy to think about it.

Such a joyful event is naturally enjoyable only if you come to see it with your own eyes, so many people in Yancheng called their friends and family to come here, rubbing their hands and stamping their feet excitedly waiting to watch the fun.

"Let let, let let!"

In the crowd, several yamen servants were working hard to clear the way for a young man on a tall horse, shouting loudly.

"Master Le is here!"

The originally noisy city gate was quiet for a moment, and then fell into an even louder noise.

"Look, look! It's Mr. Le coming!"

"Really? Don't squeeze, let me take a look!"

"I want to see it too, I want to see it too..."

People scrambled forward, stretching their necks and standing on tiptoes, desperately trying to see what this "Mr. Le", who has recently become famous in Yancheng, looks like.

Some passing businessmen who didn't know why asked in puzzlement.

"Who is Mr. Le? Why do you see him as if you saw a god descending to earth?"

"You don't even know Mr. Le? Are you from a foreign country?" The Yancheng people next to him immediately gave him a contemptuous look.

"Mr. Le is the great hero who saved our entire city. If it wasn't for him, we would have left our homes to escape. Even the thief from the Qingdan Society who was about to hang the gate of the city later was caught by Mr. Le. Not only that, but he also rescued a group of homeless beggars from bandits, so that these poor children have food to eat, books to read, and a place to stay, you said Said, he is young, good-looking, kind-hearted, and so capable, what is it if he is not a god?"

"really?"

The businessman was dumbfounded, but he still couldn't believe it.

"But how did I hear that the thief from the Qingdan Society seems to have been arrested by an imperial envoy..."

"Heh, since the people in the imperial court are so good at catching thieves, why didn't they catch them before? If Mr. Le didn't lure the snake out of the hole regardless of safety, what about the imperial envoys? They would all be in vain!"

After the man finished speaking, he immediately realized that this was in the public, and that criticizing the imperial envoy was probably trying to cause trouble, so he immediately regretted it, so he ignored the businessman as if nothing had happened, turned his head and squeezed into the crowd Followed by rushing forward like a tidal wave, the shouts also rose like a tidal wave.

"Young Master Le! Young Master Le!"

Sitting high on the horseback, Le Zhiyu, with black hair and vermilion lips, picturesque eyebrows, and skin that is almost transparent in the sun, can be called a stunning beauty with icy muscles and bones.

Such a beauty is completely worthy of being dressed in gold, silver, jewels and emeralds.

Coke Yu didn't have it, so he wore a simple blue shirt with a moon-white girdle, no embroidered borders, not even a jade sachet, and his whole body was plain and clean, just like the clothes of many people present. Just as usual.

As early as in the rumors in the streets and alleys, Le Zhiyu had already been portrayed as a grassroots hero who came from a poor family, defied the power and determined to plead for the people.

Seeing his simple and unpretentious attire now, everyone believed the rumors a little more, and they liked Le Zhiyu more and more.

So what about poor families?A poor family can still produce a golden phoenix!

Look at our Mr. Le's outstanding appearance, this noble temperament, he is no worse than those masters, no, he is much stronger than our masters!

"Master Le!"

With grins and smiling faces, people spontaneously made way for Le Zhiyu, waved their arms to greet him, and cheered endlessly.

Before Le Zhiyu came out, he never expected to encounter such a warm welcome scene.

After Su Yi told him that Yun Zhiyu was going to be hanged at the gate of the city today, he wanted to see what happened to the lunatic who nearly fell to his death, so as to relieve his suffocation.

As a result, as soon as he left the gate, he met the county government secretary who was ordered to come to deliver the plaque. It is said that this plaque was written by the imperial envoy himself, and it was given to Le Zhiyu as an extra reward.

What do you want!

The pie that fell from the sky made Le Zhiyu's mood suddenly brighter, especially when he heard from the document that several wealthy gentry wanted to buy his house and were willing to pay a high price, his mood was even clearer, and he was suddenly happy stand up.

Since he wants to marry Brother Qin, a dowry is indispensable.

In the bitter cold land of Lingxi, Ning Yuancheng has to support an army of 20, and without the support of the imperial court, it must be difficult financially. Seeing that his daily clothing expenses are kept simple, it must be very difficult to raise military pay. If you have to work hard, then if you give him all the money from selling the house as a betrothal gift, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

It's a pity that the birthday gifts accumulated over the years in Wuyou Valley can't be brought out, otherwise, it won't be a problem to raise the Lingxi army for three to five years!

"Happy to forget worries."

As soon as Su read out the flying black lacquer and gold characters on the plaque, he said happily: "My lord, this imperial envoy is quite considerate, and he also wrote your surname in it."

Le Zhiyu is also very satisfied. The four words "Le Yi Wang You" sound fresh and elegant, unconventional, and very auspicious. Hanging them in this big mansion is really the icing on the cake, making people feel happy at the first sight .

But why does this word look familiar?

They are all very powerful, free and easy, and full of momentum. If he hadn't known in advance that it was written by an imperial envoy, he would almost have thought that the words were written by Brother Qin.

Sure enough, excellent people are all alike. Ning Yuancheng and the new crown prince are both talented in literature and martial arts, and are outstanding talents. If you can see the two of them competing with your own eyes, then Le Zhiyu will have no regrets in this life. .

The county government official admired Le Zhiyu very much, and seeing that he was appreciated by the imperial envoy, he flattered and courted him even more. Knowing that Le Zhiyu was going to the gate of the city, he hurriedly let the servants who carried the plaque Cleared the way for him, yelled all the way here, and enjoyed the treatment of the general officer.

Of course, unlike in the past when people saw the magistrate's ostentation and avoided like snakes and scorpions, Le Zhiyu was surrounded by countless curious and admiring eyes, following him like a star chasing the moon.

Le Zhiyu hoped that he would get a lot of attention since he was a child, but when he really got to the point where all the attention was on him, he felt guilty and ashamed.

The Qingdan Society was encircled and suppressed by imperial envoys, the bandits were killed by Qin Zhiyi, and the homeless orphans were resettled with the help of the government. Even his impassioned speech at the gate of the county government office was nothing more than It is not for any righteousness to be opportunistic and show off to gain some advantage.

What everyone praises and praises is actually not his credit.

Under the reputation, it is really difficult to match.

Although it is what he has always wanted to be carried to a high place to win the hearts of the people, but he has not been deeply involved in the world, his face is still thin, and he still cannot completely feel at ease.

"Thank you for your love, thank you for your love."

Le Zhiyu clasped his hands and cupped his fists with a smile, and frequently returned salutes to everyone, with a sincere expression and a humble posture, without any frivolous appearance of taking credit for himself.

When the businessman who was still suspicious just now finally squeezed to the front and saw this scene, he was instantly overwhelmed.

"It really is a fairy character."

Like him, there were many foreigners who originally waited and watched the excitement, but after seeing Le Zhiyu, they all joined the cheering and waving crowd without exception, shouting happily, hoping to arouse Le Zhiyu's attention. Pay attention and look at them.

With just one glance, you can be elated.

However, Le Zhiyu's attention at this time was attracted by a few people pushing and shoving at the edge.

There seems to be a fight going on there.

It's not a fight, it should be bullying.

The reason Le Zhiyu was able to notice it was because the person being bullied was so weird and conspicuous.

He was dressed in rags, his head and face were wrapped in layers of rags, leaving only two eyes outside, but these eyes were so bright and frightening that they dimmed everything around him, making it difficult to see. It is difficult to reach him.

There were four or five people shouting and cursing, with an arrogant attitude, shouting and drinking, as if they wanted to grab his things.

And that man, despite threats, beatings and scolding, just covered his arms and refused to give up, standing there stubbornly, like a dead tree swept by a strong wind, fragile and tenacious.

While pushing and shoving, someone took advantage of the chaos and tore off the rags that wrapped the man's face. Even though it was so far away, Le Zhiyu still saw the shocking and ugly scars on his face.

The scars are all over and intertwined, and they are hideous. Seeing them suddenly, it's like seeing a ghost, it's like seeing a ghost, it's scary and chills down the spine.

This appearance startled the people around, and they all took a few steps back to distance themselves from him.

Le Zhiyu didn't dare to look at it, and turned his head subconsciously.

I don't know what happened to this person to ruin a face like this.

Looking at his clothes, he can guess that his life is very miserable, how can there be property for people to worry about and fight for?

A little scared and a little curious, and even more chivalrous to help when he sees injustice, Le Zhiyu finally couldn't help but look over there again.

The falling of the rag seemed to have lifted some seal, which finally made the man panic. He lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, trying to escape, but those people realized that he was just an unlucky ghost and not a real evil ghost. , how could they let him go, and more wantonly grabbing and robbing him of his baggage.

It's too much, bullying a poor man like this in broad daylight, are they all robbers!

"stop!"

Le Zhiyu pointed there with a whip and shouted loudly.