The boss always wants to kill me

The black mask fell to the ground faintly, showing that stunning face. The guards around couldn't help but throw their hands, and their eyes were attracted. It was rare to have a quick response and asked: "Isn't this the fugitive who insulted the royal family on the wanted warrant?"

"It's him who said he caught the bounty of gold ten thousand taels."

The guards immediately boiled, and rushed forward one by one like chicken blood. Some of them didn't read the notice carefully, and didn't know that they wanted to capture alive, so they pointed their swords at Cangbi's face.

Cangbi returned the sword hastily, her swordsmanship was clumsy, regretful, Wuming surrounded him, a circle of cold light swept out from the edge of the sword, and several guards fell to the ground, hugging Cangbi's waist, the sword light was sent to the people on the eaves The guards pushed him down with a sword, and with a tap of their toes, they went up to the roof.

Another wave of guards came, this time with archers, lined up in a row, full of bowstrings.

Jing Zhaoyin got the pass, ran out in disheveled clothes, saw the face of the man on the eaves, and immediately shouted: "Don't shoot the arrow! Hurry up! Capture alive, don't hurt the king... hurt the fugitive."

The guards had never heard of the saying that fugitives are not allowed to be hurt. It is much more difficult to capture the fugitive alive than to execute the Fa on the spot. A few people with good skills jumped onto the roof and chased them away.

Jing Zhaoyin called one of his servants: "Quick! Send someone to report to Mr. Taifu, there is a fugitive's whereabouts!"

An assassin who was no match for the Ouchi guards, how could ordinary guards be able to catch up with them? A group of people chased for half a street, and saw the masked assassin hugged the man who showed his face, and the speed was much faster, but In a moment, it disappeared at the end of the field of vision and lost its way.

A group of guards felt annoyed at the loss of ten thousand taels of gold, and some even sighed: "That thief is so beautiful!"

Without saying a word, Wuming carried Cangbi into the house, threw it on the ground, and raged on his face: "You are courting death!"

"I, I really didn't do it on purpose." Cangbi held on to the opening of the cloth bag all the way, and finally didn't lose another ingot of silver, "I just lost one ingot of silver, and besides...not that I was also arrested."

"You still dare to quibble, I think you just want to kill me on purpose." Wuming picked up Cangbi's skirt, pushed the cabinet open with one palm, and dragged the person down the cellar.

Cang Bi turned pale when she saw the thick hemp rope hanging on the beam of the house: "Master, I was wrong, your lord has a lot, don't argue with me, don't hit me!"

With determination, Wuming copied the hemp rope, wrapped it around Cangbi's wrist a few times, pulled the other end forcefully, and hoisted the trembling apprentice up.

"Master, don't hit me! Please, don't hit me!" Cangbi couldn't reach the ground, and her body shook into a sieve, watching Wuming pick up the whip on the ground and go around behind him, closing her eyes, "Lian Yun ,help me!"

"Crack!" With a sound of the whip, Cangbi swayed forward, the whip happened to hit the cloth pouch full of silver ingots, the pouch exploded, and the silver ingots scattered all over the floor.

"Crack!" Another blow.

Cangbi closed her eyes, knowing that she would not be so lucky this time, but the burning pain still did not come, and the whip only left a white mark on the ground.

Wuming was so angry that his eyes were tearing apart, the veins in his hand holding the whip were exposed, he stared at Cangbi fiercely, and continued to whip down several times, all of them were thrown on the ground, and in the end he didn't know who he was angry with, he threw the whip, gone.

"Xiao Hei, he didn't seem to hit me." Cang Bi opened one eyelid, seeing that there was indeed no one outside, she was still in shock.

Hei Bracelet stretched out his body, moved, seemed to be at a loss for words, and only replied with one word: "En."

Cang Bi was hanged for a long while, her wrist hurt so badly, she complained again: "Xiao Hei, when do you think he will be in a better mood, let me down... His hand is about to break."

"Don't worry, it's coming soon." Xiao Hei rubbed his wrist that was strangled by the hemp rope, then made a bracelet and made no sound.

Sure enough, before it was time for a cup of tea, the wooden planks of the cellar were opened, and Wuming got down with a dark face, without even looking at Cangbi, and untied the hemp rope without saying a word.

Cangbi's legs were a little weak, and she almost fell to the ground. She helped Wuming's shoulders and saw that his body was stiff, she immediately stood up straight and took a step back, flatteringly said: "Master, you have a big heart, you have a lot, don't care about me, The apprentice will remember it in his heart."

Wuming has been up there for so long, but he still hasn't changed his clothes. He just took off his mask and threw off the cloth pocket full of silver ingots on his back, without looking at Cangbi, he said coldly, "Pack up the silver and put it in the box."

"Hey." Cangbi picked up the silver ingots back into the cloth bag awkwardly, opened the box, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Inside the big wooden box was also silver ingots, most of which was filled with it, and it was probably obtained in this way. It must have been one or two times that Wuming stole ill-gotten gains.

"What do you think about Jingzhaoyin's violent expropriation?" Wuming Cangbi was slow to start, picked up the cloth bag, and poured the silver into the box without any regrets like gravel.

"Master, you have so much silver, why do you still care about such a small tax?" Thinking of most of the bag of broken silver handed in yesterday, it was a drop in the bucket.

Wuming raised his hand and slapped it hard, Cangbi quickly retracted his neck and closed his eyes, but what fell on the head was just a moderate slap.

Cangbi knew that her understanding of the mortal world might be biased, and she was afraid of offending her hard-to-serve master, so she simply shut up, cleaned up the cellar, and followed Wuming back to the room like a little tail, very grateful , Wuming finally thought of the lack of deep master-student relationship, so he didn't lock him in the cellar.

Nameless turned his back to change his clothes. Under the bright sky, his muscular back clearly distinguished the bright and dark sides. Putting on ordinary plain clothes, he suddenly said, "The family on the east wall. There are five people in the family. The two husband and wife lived together. My steamed stuffed bun shop, I get up early and work late every day, and can earn seven or eight taels of silver a month. There is an old man who is sick in bed, and there are two young children. A poll tax of five taels of silver is charged. For half a month, the two husband and wife discussed that they would sell their daughter to a rich family to be a maid."

"How can parents be so cruel." Cang Bi was filled with righteous indignation.

"Cruelhearted?" Wuming looked at Cangbi with a hint of sneer, "Then tell me, should they let the youngest son give up his career, or should they let the old mother give up her life?"

Cang Bi was speechless, and asked after a while: "Then what about the girl now? Did you choose a good house to sell?"

"Not for sale. The children are all in the palm of their hands, which father and mother would like it." Wuming continued, "Afterwards, I can only do more work. The wife and daughter embroider and sell flowers all night, and the husband gets up earlier to take over the original wife's work. gone."

Before Cangbi could express his emotion, Wuming said again: "The household in the west wall is a widow who lives with a daughter who is only three years old. Her husband fell to her death while working outside. The daughter is not in good health, and all the family's money is taken from her. I went to enshrine the medical center, orphans and widows, can't live on, and the official sentry is still rainy and rainy, and I have to collect a land tax of two taels of silver in January."

"You stole so much money, why don't you just give them some money." Cangbi muttered softly.

Wuming was not angry when he heard it, and said lightly: "A few days ago, in the dead of night, each sent an ingot and put it on the table, and the people on the east wall accepted it. It took a long time for God. The widow from the West Wall family didn’t dare to accept windfall money, fearing that there might be some disaster, so she moved with her daughter the next day.”

Wuming paused, looked directly at Cangbi: "Whose fault do you think these are all?"

"Of course it's Jing Zhaoyin's fault." Cang Bi replied of course.

"It's the emperor's fault." Wuming angrily slapped his palm on the table that had just repaired face, and one leg of the table broke.

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