Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Prison Door

"That's it, Hugh will cry again!" Lin Zhongdao was also a little annoyed, and said in a deep voice. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

After letting him signal to Lin Zhonglian, Lin Zhongchuan nodded clearly, and said bluntly to the Yuan family: "Fourth brother and sister, our Lin family wants to take this opportunity to fight for a few official positions for the juniors, a few days ago, the county guard Yu Hailong in order to handle the affairs of the city, need to enter some good family children, to fill the vacancy of the small officials under his hand, the money I have already used, but there is still a lack of some help, I wait with the uncle to discuss, think of some eyebrows, and these help can only be made by younger brothers and sisters!" ”

"Big brother, the slut is now a poor and widowed person, what help can I do?" Yuan's is unknown.

At this point, Lin Zhonglian and Lin Zhongdao turned their eyes to Lin Xiyue, the daughter of the Yuan family, who was sleeping on the couch at the same time: "Brother and sister, the second son of Lord Fu Cheng has entered the year of the weak crown and wants to accept a personal maid, and our Xi Yuesheng is small and handsome, smart and snowy, Lord Fu Cheng is definitely willing, when the children of the Lin family enter the official family, Huai'an's matter will be easily solved?" ”

Hearing this, the Yuan family immediately understood the meaning of the two eldest brothers, and the heartbreak was painful, and the tears were like crystals....It's just that Xiyue is also his own child... And the year is not enough... How can you bear the pain of that man's wife and maid?

In another house.

"Master, Lin Zhonglian and Lin Zhongdao, the two old beasts, actually acted like this... It turns out that they brought us here to fight our family's money... Damn old bastards... I... I..."

When Zhang heard that Lin Mao guessed that the cloth bag containing the silver ticket was designed and taken away by Lin Zhonglian and others, the woman was full of anger and paced back and forth, and the situation was eager to skin the two human-faced beasts alive.

But Lin Mao came out after speaking, right now, the money is gone, and he is a paralyzed person, how to deal with Lin Zhonglian and these guys? Under the grief, Lin Mao thought of his son again, if Lin Xiu was here, with his son's courage and wisdom, who would dare to do this? It's a pity that God didn't open his eyes and took Lin Xiu away.

That night, Lincheng was shrouded in silence, Lin Xiu and his brothers repaired the temporary camp in the north of the city, and at the same time, Lin Xiu sent an order to report back to Emperor Xiaowu. As a result, when it was ugly, Yao Qisheng sent Yu Hailong to come to the army and send fat cattle and roast sheep to the brothers in the pioneer camp, which made the men who had been tired and fighting for months finally have a good feast.

"Captain Lin, the county guard has a word, early tomorrow morning, please go to the county guard's mansion to discuss the next matters in Lincheng?"

Hearing this, Lin Xiu hurriedly responded: "Lord Fu Cheng has said it, we are just soldiers from the outside department, how can we be qualified to participate in the official talks on Lincheng matters?" Please reply to the county guard, I will wait here to repair, wait for the arrival of the army, and stay in time, and have their own generals to decide! ”

Yu Hailong will also be an old fritter, looking at the slightly immature young general in front of him, he smiled back and left!

When Yu Hailong left, Zhao Yuan stepped forward: "This old thing is not a serious thing?" ”

"What?" Lin Xiu is unknown.

"They are all people who have been rolling in officialdom all their lives, and there will be no edges and corners left for people, and the smell of officials is disgusting!" Zhao Yuan scolded in a low voice and said, "I'll take someone to the city Chinese medicine hall and bring Li Hu back, this grandson, he really slept long enough!" ”

After speaking, Zhao Yuan ran towards Lincheng with his own soldiers.

Looking at Zhao Yuan's back, Lin Xiu thought about it in his heart, at present, among the brothers under his command, Zhao Yuan hated the official family very much, Li Hu was scheming, Lin Sheng couldn't guess his mind coldly, what should he do after such a long time? It's a real problem.

At this time, Lin Huaiping came behind him after patrolling the camp: "Brother Xiu, the brothers are all settled!" ”

"Then you should rest early!"

Lin Xiuying was about to leave, but Lin Huaiping wanted to stop, and Lin Xiu was puzzled: "What's the matter?" ”

"Brother Xiu, about our father, how did this county guard reply? Lincheng is now more than 100,000 people from various towns and villages, and my mother took her younger siblings to take refuge, I really don't know what's going on? ”

Lin Xiu raised his hand and put his hand on Lin Huaiping's increasingly robust shoulder: "Don't worry, I have already asked, before the arrival of the barbarians, the rural people entered Lincheng for refuge under the leadership of county officials, and besides, there is my father, he has some money and silver in his hand, your mother and younger siblings will not be hungry, I estimate, it will be only these two days, there will definitely be news!" ”

Lincheng Metropolitan Division's cell.

In the dimly lit cell, the stinking water in the ditch at the root of the wall exudes a suffocating fishiness, and all the men who participated in street fights during the day are all locked up here, and every two moments, there will be cell bosses carrying lanterns to patrol the cell, lest those family slaves and young and strong men fight again.

Inside a cell door, several men had bruised and swollen faces, and one of them turned around and swept the guy on the haystack bed in the corner, and said suspiciously, "Is this kid dead?" Why hasn't there been any movement for a long time? ”

"Won't it?" One person answered, and he picked up the stone at his feet and threw it at the man, but there was no response.

"I don't know if I'm really dead, when I came in, I saw this kid covered in blood!" The old man, who is a year older, said anxiously: "These big lackeys really don't treat us farmers as human beings, and they will beat us to death when they get the opportunity!" ”

"Who's to say it isn't? My brother participated in the conscription, so far there is no news, I don't know if he is dead, this time in the city to take refuge, Lao Tzu played with his life in the city again, and finally in exchange for ten taels of silver and five years of exemption from taxation, the result was mixed up by those beasts again! ”

A black-faced man scolded a few words, and then he dared to look at the person on the haystack bed: "I'll go and see, the little brother is not very old, don't really die!" ”

When he came to the haystack bed, the black-faced man crutches him with his hand: "Little brother, little brother, don't squeak if you don't die, don't scare everyone!" ”

After four or five strokes in a row, the people in the haystack replied: "Not dead...... thirsty..."

"Brother, this is a cell, where does the water come from!" When the black-faced man saw that the person was not dead, he let out a sigh and stretched out his hand to help him up: "Brother, don't lie down all the time, I see that you are a little seriously injured, get up and talk, don't fall asleep..."

When the man straightened up, everyone gasped, because of the darkness, everyone could not see clearly, this time closer, only to find that his face was bruised and swollen, and there was a white light under the red bloodstains.

"Oh no, he's dehydrated!" The old man swept his eyes and was startled, hurried over, took the person from the black-faced man's hand, checked it up and down, and immediately shouted: "My God, child, how did you get this, those official beasts, they are so ruthless..."

Looking along the old man's hand, there was a wooden thorn several inches into the flesh on the back shoulder of this person, which must have been inserted by the whistle stick in the hand of the family Ding Funu during the fight, and it must have been injured to the bones of the body.

"Child, hold on, hold on, don't sleep!" The old man hurriedly said: "Child, what's your name, tell me what your name is?" ”