Jun Jiuling

The stranger calling himself a woodcutter? What does it mean?

"My lord, we work day and night, and we are not familiar with firewood sellers, but we will ask them immediately tomorrow." One stammered.

"But those are the only ones who sell firewood, so it's easy to ask." The other responded quickly and said.

The man looked at them without speaking thoughtfully.

"Master Baihu."

There were footsteps coming from the night, and four more men came along with the shouts.

Seeing these people, the man let go of his hand.

The two watchmen suddenly huddled together.

"How is it?" The man looked at the person and asked.

The four men shook their heads.

"There is no sign of him," they said.

Sure enough, they were looking for someone. The two men trembled, was he a woodcutter? Can anyone who chops firewood offend Jin Yiwei?

Just as they were thinking wildly, seeing Yinhan's eyes looking over, the two of them froze immediately.

Fortunately, the man waved his hand.

The two guards seemed to have received an amnesty. These people looked very ordinary. They were not as scary as those Jinyiwei in the county town.

But knowing their identities, they dare not treat them as ordinary people anyway.

The two didn't even bother to pick up the gong for the watch, and ran away in a hurry.

"Did your lord find something?" A man asked.

The former Baihu looked at the night.

"I've been cooking here for two days, but I didn't find anything valuable." He said, pausing, "But do you think he will chop firewood and sell it for money?"

He smiled at this point.

"He's also a woodcutter, after all."

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"I remember."

A watchman walking a few blocks away finally realized that he had lost his gong, and also remembered something.

"I know a woodcutter."

The other was puzzled.

"Does the woodcutter still have seeds?" he blurted out.

This sounds a bit strange.

"The woodcutters didn't grow the wood, but the firewood was divided, so the woodcutters also divided it." The previous watchman said meaningfully, "You forgot, a long time ago, there was a kind of firewood in Mobei, isn't it? trees, but people, and there is a new kind of woodcutter.”

"Could it be the woodcutter from Subic Lake." Another watchman suddenly said, his expression became a bit complicated, "That's a legend."【Note】

That is a legend.

A long time ago, before the fall of a powerful dynasty, there was a group of fierce soldiers who took pleasure in killing prairie horse thieves and called themselves woodcutters. Among them, a strong man from Subi Lake was the most legendary.

These legends were annihilated in the dust of history, until Cheng Guogong entered the Northland, a group of people reminisced about the ancestors and warriors and formed a team of woodcutters in private.

They often go straight into the territory of the Jin people alone to rob and kill the Jin soldiers, just like the warriors of the ancestors. They claim that this behavior is chopping wood, and they are woodcutters.

These people are extremely brave, which annoyed the Jin people very much. The most important thing is that these people have strange identities. They are not generals of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and they don't know who they are.

"The Jin people once offered rewards for the capture of these woodcutters. Once they arrived, they didn't have to be caught. They just gave rewards for describing what these people looked like." A watchman said.

"So powerful?" Another watchman exclaimed, and then covered his mouth again.

The two were walking cautiously along the alley.

"That's right. The woodcutter then approached the gold official who issued the document. The woodcutter said that you want to see what I look like, and you will pay for it. If you give me the money, I will let you see enough." One The watchman continued to speak in a low voice, and couldn't help but imagine the woodcutter's movements and tone in the night.

"What happened next?" The other couldn't help but listen nervously and excitedly, stretching out his hand and biting his fingers, he asked anxiously.

"Later that official was beheaded by a woodcutter." The first watchman waved his hand violently on his companion's neck.

The companion screamed in fright.

The cry was especially permeating in the dark night, and the threatening watchman also called out in fright. The lights on both sides of the alley were lit up, accompanied by human voices asking.

The two watchmen hurried away.

"You scared me to death."

"You are too timid."

"What happened next?"

"The woodcutter hangs the official's head on the horse, and it is said that it is still placed in and out of a room. It is said that he will be honest when he talks, and he will definitely let him see enough after collecting money."

"Oh, it's really scary, but, so these woodcutters are not warriors? They are for the benefit of Da Zhou. Why do they want to arrest..."

"Probably because these woodcutters disobeyed discipline, disobeyed orders from the government barracks, and acted without authorization."

"Oh, don't talk about this, don't care about our business, let's go."

The night fell into silence again.

The pot on the stove was picked up, and the gurgling Hu spicy soup was scooped out.

The ordinary and friendly man is like a real boss, steadily placing the soup bowls one by one in front of the four people sitting at the table.

The four sat upright, as well-behaved as children waiting for their elders to share their meals.

"Master Baihu, why don't you investigate these woodcutters?" one of them asked.

The man who was called an adult put the pot back on the stove and wiped his hands with the towel in his waist, as if he had been cooking here for a lifetime.

"You can look it up." He said, "But let the local brocade guards do these things, and we'll continue heading south."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to draw a direction on the table.

"The Huaiqing Caizhou Mansion will increase its manpower."

A man sitting at the table picked up a bowl of soup and drank it, it was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue.

"It's going to be June soon, and we still can't catch this kid. I really want to send him as a present for your adult's wedding." He stuck out his tongue and said vaguely.

"Just kidding, what do you want him to do as a gift?" Lord Baihu said kindly, "Your Excellency is not familiar with him."

The four men stopped talking and picked up their bowls to drink soup.

"But why did Lord Qianhu want us to go south to investigate?" A man put down the bowl and said, "He should have fled back when he escaped. How could he have fled south? Isn't that self-inflicted?"

Lord Baihu shook his head.

"My lord is always right," he said, "just do it."

The four of them responded, stopped talking and snoring, finished drinking the Hu spicy soup, got up and left, while the master Baihu skillfully cleaned up the dishes, hummed a little song, washed them in the summer night, wiped them clean with a towel and placed them on the table. In the bowl box, the stoves were extinguished one by one, and then they left slowly with their hands behind their backs.

When the sky was getting bright, four or five men in an inn carefully stood by the window and looked out.

"It's really strange, why are there so many Jin Yiwei all of a sudden?" one whispered.

"As much as possible, they do theirs, we do ours, and don't interfere with each other." Another said.

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the forehead by the person in front.

"Why don't we interfere with each other? Are we doing something upright?" The man glared and said, "If we act like this, we can easily be targeted by Jin Yiwei. People like Jin Yiwei are the most capable of causing trouble. It will be troublesome if adults get involved."

The man shrank his head and answered yes.

"Then what should we do?" He whispered again, "The little paralytic from the Fang family won't watch it?"

The men around him all stared at him and closed the windows.

"If you don't look at it, don't look at it. He won't hide in Runan City forever." The leading man said after a moment of pondering, "Tell your lord that the plan has changed, and we are waiting for arrangements."

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A woodcutter in Subpi Lake.

Note: The allusion comes from Chapter 15 of "Jian Ye", "He is the woodcutter of Subi Lake", and Mr. Mao Ni has allowed the use of the allusion, thanks and respect.

Thanks to Zixing Qiyue and naughtyAriel for rewarding He Shibi.

See you tomorrow.