Finest Servant

Official bandits? It's the first time I've heard of this title, and just as she was asking, Yilian said anxiously: "Brother Aling, hide here first, don't move, we'll come as soon as we go! Daddy, let's go—"

The girl was eager, and Bou Yi's father responded, and the father and daughter, with scorched faces, quickly crossed the steep mountain road and rushed straight into the stockade.

Lin Wanrong looked up and saw at the foot of the cliff, a few Miao people in black slanted gowns, together with dozens of court servants, holding a shining long knife in their hands, hugging a young man in his twenties, Keep yelling and drive into the Miao Village. But standing opposite them were hundreds of Miao people from Yingyuewu, all of them with hatchets on their waists, standing in front of the officials and glaring.

"Kunshan, how dare you stop the court's officials from enforcing the law? Are you planning to rebel in Yingyuewu?!" Several Miao people who entered the village with the yamen servants waved their hatchets and pointed at a Miao in the crowd opposite. The youth yelled loudly.

A Miao youth called Kunshan, in his twenties, dark-faced, tall and strong, stared at the person who spoke, and spat fiercely: "Fart, the one who chirps is the sparrow, and the one who sings is the lark! Zhuo Ze, don't you black seedlings also count as official posts? I'm yuck!!"

According to different settlements, the Miao people are also divided into different branches, such as Baimiao, Hongmiao, Qingmiao, Heimiao, Huamiao, etc. There are strict differences in the color of clothing, and each branch has its own stockade and leader.

After listening to it, Lin Wanrong probably had a preliminary impression. Judging from the clothes on their bodies. Kunshan should belong to Hongmiao just like Buyi and his daughter. And this Zhuo Ze belongs to the black seedlings, and there should be conflicts between the black seedlings and the red seedlings.

Hearing his sarcasm, Zhuo Ze immediately said angrily: "Although we are not official servants of the imperial court, we have been ordered by the chieftain to assist the officials in handling the case! You haven't paid the tax in Yingyuewu this year. We and Mr. Wu came to the door to supervise the handling , you are not only not grateful, but armed with siege, it is really a heinous crime!"

The Mr. Wu he was talking about was the young man from the Hua family supported by all the yamen servants. He was born with small eyes and fair skin. Hearing what Zhuo Ze said, he immediately nodded and said, "That's right, that's not bad for you. Pay, the yamen came to the door several times to urge you to pay. You refused to pay, and you would fight each other with swords and guns. The attitude was extremely barbaric and extremely vile—”

"Nonsense!" A clear and pleasant voice sounded, and a beautiful red seedling girl and a thin elder hurried over! Kun Shan shouted excitedly: "Yilian, Uncle Buyi. You are back?!"

Mr. Wu's eyes lit up, and he greedily stared at the girl's flower-like delicate body, drooling: "Tsk tsk, Aunt Yilian, I haven't seen you for a few days, and you look even more beautiful! Brother, I like it so much! Oh, Bouyi village master, you are back, just in time. Let's settle the matter together today!"

Father Buyi stared.

He walked forward a few steps, and guarded Yilian behind him: "Master Wu, this year's land tax. His Excellency Lingzun County Prime Minister has forced us to pay it twice! We pay one in spring, and another in summer! He also said , This year the imperial court is fighting with the Turkic people, and the tax is 30% higher than last year. Every family in the village is selling iron, grinding and grinding, and the hungry children collected enough money to hand over to the government! It’s been paid twice! Poor cottage, so far, not a single grain of millet has been milled out. All the people in the village, young and old, even newborn children, cook platycodon root all day long, and haven’t had a full meal for several years. Now you come to collect the first Three gifts—"

Mr. Wu snorted a few times: "Old village master, you don't know. This year's land tax has been changed to quarterly collection. What you paid in the past is only for the first two seasons, and there are two more seasons to come! Alas, Your Majesty My father and I have no choice but to personally issue the imperial decree!"

"Ji Harvest?!" Yi Lian scolded coquettishly, trembling with anger: "This is clearly not giving our Miao family a living! Master Wu, why didn't you mention this when my father handed over the taxes? If it is the government's decree, then please show the emperor's decree to everyone!"

Mr. Wu smiled proudly: "Sister, do you want to read the imperial decree?! No problem, as long as you go back to the county government office with me, we will eat delicious food and drink spicy food. I will accompany you to read it every day and every night!"

The girl's face turned pale with anger, and the Burmese jade in her hand was almost crushed!

"Shameless Chinese dog!" Kun Shan hurriedly protected Yilian behind him, pulled out the hatchet with a slam, his eyes were bloodshot: "You dare to insult Yilian, I will kill you! Brothers, fight with these Chinese thieves!"

"Fight it!!!" The young people in Yingyuewu shouted and pulled out their hatchets, and rushed forward like a tiger on the mountain. Dozens of yamen servants, including Zhuo Ze with the black seedlings, were shocked, and hurriedly surrounded Mr. Wu.

"Stop!" Bu Yi's father roared with red eyes, and his thin body rushed to the front of the crowd in a few steps, preventing Kun Shan and the others from being castrated. He is the village owner of Yingyuewu, and he knows better than anyone else what it means to conflict with the officials.

"Uncle, village master!" Kun Shan cried and knelt down: "They insulted Yi Lian, I want to kill them! I want to kill them!"

Seeing that the village master blocked the crowd, Mr. Wu was even more proud. He rolled his eyes and shouted: "Bu Yi, this tax is a rule set by the court and an imperial decree from the emperor! If you dare to disobey it, it is a rebellion! Tell the truth Come on, today is your deadline. If you don’t pay taxes any more, my father will report to the imperial court in the name of Xingwen county magistrate, accusing you of Yingyue Wu’s contempt of the imperial court and misconduct! Within three days, the imperial army will be killed. You will attack Yingyuewu, and you know better than me what the consequences will be!"

People don't fight with officials, let alone a small Miao Village! Father Buyi's cheeks trembled anxiously, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Master Wu, even if you sell us, I can't afford the tax! Please don't embarrass the cottage, I will go back to the government office with you!"

"Father!" Yilian knelt down beside him in shock, and cried out in pain, "Villager!" Everyone in Kunshan was also frightened, they surrounded Buyi, refusing to move a step.

Mr. Wu was overjoyed. He waved his hand fiercely: "You said it yourself, don't go back on your word! Come on, take Bou Yi back to the yamen!"

In his triumph, he was about to swing his palm down, and suddenly felt a huge pain in his arm, as if he was being clamped by something!

"What are you doing? Who's going to pinch me with the pliers?!" Young Master Wu roared angrily, dancing around and trying to struggle, but felt his body lighten, his feet fell in the air, and he was actually lifted up.

A dark-faced young man, with evil eyebrows and cold eyes, could not cry as if he was crying, nor could he smile as if smiling, but his two big hands were pinching his neck like a pair of iron clamps. Lift him up in the air like a little chick: "What's your name?!"

Looking at the faint murderous look in the man's eyebrows, Mr. Wu suddenly felt chills all over his body, his face was pale, and he didn't even dare to breathe, "I, my name is Wu Shidao! You, what are you going to do? Wu Yuan! Come, someone, save me, save me!" His face was flushed, and he called for help.

The surrounding yamen servants seemed to wake up from a dream, and were about to rush up with a knife, but they saw the fierce black man next to the young man stare, and slapped hard on the big rock next to him. Angrily said: "If you don't want your life, come here!"

Both of them are landlords who kill without batting an eye on the battlefield. There was an unknown amount of blood on his hands, and he was furious and fierce. Who dares to look at them? Looking at the gravel that the black man had patted, it was smashed into pieces, the faces of the yamen servants turned pale, and they were bluffing with long knives, no one dared to approach.

"Wu Shidao?!"

"Slap!" Mr. Wu was slapped hard on the face, and his front teeth were thrown far away. The young man gritted his teeth, and said coldly: "You bastard, you can't even pick a name, shame on your grandma's house! Let me ask you, who ordered you to increase the tax by 30% and collect taxes for four seasons?!"

"My lord, my lord—

"Oh?!" The young man smiled, showing his sinister teeth.

Wu Shidao shuddered in fright, and hurriedly said: "Hero, spare your life, villain, tell the truth! Yes, it was the order from Mr. Nie Yuanqing of Futai! My father and I are following orders!"

The young man looked at him coldly: "Let me ask you again, have you ever received the imperial decree issued by the emperor to exempt the whole world from paying taxes for three years?"

"You, how do you know?" Mr. Wu glanced at him, his face pale: "Yes, I got it! But Mr. Nie said that it is the emperor's business to add more grandchildren to the emperor. We collect more taxes, that is us The two have nothing to do with each other!"

The dark-faced young man sighed, and shook his head coldly: "Side, pick me a stone for beating this kid!" come over.

Wu Shidao was so frightened that his face went dark: "Hero, hero, please spare me!"

"Forgive your grandpa's size!" A brick slapped on his face, and Mr. Wu's cheeks bloomed immediately, and the red and white spots flowed down together. Wu Shidao's eyes darkened, his body collapsed limply, and he passed out.

The yamen servants were stunned for a moment, then they panicked and ran away: "I killed someone! Come quickly! There are robbers in Yingyuewu, Mr. Wu was killed!"

Lin Wanrong winked at Gao Chief, and Lao Gao followed the crowd knowingly.

"This, this—" Looking at Wu Shidao who fell on the ground, Father Buyi's hands and feet trembled, his beard trembled, and he didn't know what to do.

"Brother Ah Lin, hurry up!" Elaine pushed him away anxiously: "Go away!" Lin Wanrong was puzzled: "Why should I leave?!"

The girl burst into tears in an instant: "You killed the official, and you are still the son of the county magistrate. If you don't run away, are you waiting for them to catch you?! It's all me, I'm the one who killed you!"

Yi Lian pushed him up the mountain with great strength. Lin Wanrong blinked and shook her head, "No, I have to leave at this time. Wouldn't it be a burden to you? I can't go!"

"Brother Alin!" The girl was moved and felt guilty when she heard it: "We will be fine, they dare not do anything to us! You hurry up, or it will be too late!"

She took the bamboo basket from her back with a clatter, took out a pile of dry food, and stuffed them all into his hands, but they were all dry wild vegetable balls. Yilian said shyly but firmly: "This, these are me and Dad. Three days of dry food, before going up the mountain, my mother made a good meal, and my father and I were reluctant to eat it! Take it away quickly, don't let my father see it, there is no food in the village!"

This girl! Holding the clumps of dry and cold wild vegetables, Lin Wanrong's hands weighed more than a thousand weights, and he didn't know what to say with a heavy heart.

The young Kun Shan was looking at him carefully, and when he saw Yi Lian arguing with him, he was immediately annoyed, walked over quickly, waved his hatchet red-eyed and said: "Yi Lian, get out of the way, I'm going to kill the Hua family!"

The girl was startled, and hastily opened her arms to protect Lin Wanrong with her body, and said coquettishly, "Kun Shan, what are you doing? Brother A Lin is a good man! He helped us drive away the officials!"

"I have a knife, so I don't need his help!" Kun Shan roared angrily, his face flushed red.

Yilian ignored him and pushed Lin Wanrong a few times, trying to drive him away, but this person remained motionless as if rooted.

The girl glanced at him, and stamped her feet impatiently: "Father, please persuade brother A Lin! He will die if he stays!"

Father Buyi looked at Mr. Wu who fell on the ground, and shook his head silently: "Guest, thank you for your kindness to my Miao Village! These officials still have companions outside, and they will come in to arrest people soon, you should go quickly! "

Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Father, don't worry, I won't let them catch me!"

This man was as stubborn as a bull, and Yi Lian was so angry that she didn't want to talk to him.

As he spoke, he suddenly heard dogs barking in the distance, and there were more than a hundred torches faintly walking through the mountains, as if someone was rushing towards him shouting.

"The official office is here!" Buyi sighed silently.

At this time, it was too late to go up the mountain again, Yilian was shocked and didn't know what to do, looking at the official servant who was getting closer and the idle brother A Ling, she suddenly gritted her teeth, grabbed his hand tightly, and ran frantically into the cottage Go: "Follow me!" ****