Sure enough, the strong man sent by Cai Jing went towards Brother Beard and the others.
"Brother, where are you from?"
Xie Guli, who was following Brother Beard, had a bitter look of not wanting to cause trouble, which matched his bruised face very well. He clasped his fists together:
"Heroes, we are horse dealers!"
"Horse dealers? In front is the death row of the Judiciary. It's chaotic now. Since you are businessmen who have made money from horses, don't add to the chaos here. If you don't leave, are you trying to rob the execution ground?!"
Then, the strong man ordered by Cai Jing came over several more people, separated Brother Beard and Xie Guli from the other Jurchens, and stopped them.
Brother Beard recognized one of them, he was a servant born in Cai Jing's mansion, and he only met last night. He couldn't bear the feeling of being cheated, so he pushed Xie Guli away, and was almost face to face with that person:
"We are robbing the court? What do you do? You don't look like a government official. Could it be that Mr. Cai has some new tricks, so he is not afraid of the scandal of killing the whole family?"
The man didn't answer either, he just slammed his head in the bearded brother's face.
As soon as the bearded brother flashed, the man bumped into the pillar of the stall standing behind the bearded brother, knocking down the stall selling twisted buns.
Cai Jing's servant quickly crawled out and shouted to his own people:
"Ah! You are you dead?! Watching the Tartars beat me?"
The people who followed the strong man rushed forward and punched and kicked the Jurchen who followed the bearded brother.
Those Jurchen businessmen who were usually contacted by Alu were naturally not relentless, and they pinched together with Cai Jing's people. Before Zhang Bangchang transferred the people to patrol the camp, the first lottery had already been drawn on both sides. Several people from Cai Jing and the Jurchen on the opposite side were covered in blood.
"Stop hitting, stop hitting!" Brother Beard was about to pull his men away when suddenly someone swung a knife at him from behind.
The knife still didn't hit the bearded brother, but it hit the Cai family slave who was about to headbutt the bearded brother just now.
Blood gushed out from his chest.
The servant of the Cai family pulled out the knife with his hands, and saw that the wound was so deep that the bones could be seen. He looked at everyone, then pointed at him:
"Jurchen the Jurchen proton killed someone! Come come!"
Just at this moment, a Jurchen rushed over from behind Brother Beard, grabbed a machete, and slashed at the slave of the Cai family. The other strong men who came with the slaves of the Cai family drew their swords and rushed forward, with blood and flesh flying on both sides, as if two groups of wild wolves were biting and roaring at each other while snatching a dead deer
Xie Guli quickly pulled up the bearded brother and withdrew.
"Wait, Jia Yi is still in prison!"
Brother Huzi still struggled, but was dragged into a carriage by Xie Guli and several other Jurchens.
"Ninth Prince! It's too late now. If you don't leave, it's not just the Jia family's daughter who will die today!"
"But I promised the Taoist priest to take care of her!"
"Isn't our life our life? Ah?! If we drag it on, we will all die!"
Xie Guli's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. Then, without any explanation, he punched the horse pulling the carriage hard on the ass.
The frightened horse neighed, and in the hands of a Jurchen warrior, galloped past the two groups of people who were beaten red and black.
Then, the remaining Jurchens fought and left in front of everyone at the street crossing. Someone lost a hand, someone lost an ear, and someone lost their head, or the heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys in their belly
Behind them, the people patrolling the camp shouted: "Come on! The Jurchen Tartars are robbing the prison! The Jurchen Tartars are killing people!"
Naturally, half of the capital was shaken by the shouts.
After a while, the elite guards wearing red armor, riding red saddles and horse tassels rushed out of the palace gates and fortresses one by one, covering the entire Bianliang City.
The hawkers who had opened their stalls, and the citizens who were about to go to Caishikou to watch the execution, had to scream and hide under the shops at the street entrance, or on the second or third floor of the restaurant pavilion.
Before everyone calmed down, they heard an extremely solemn, slow but beautiful sound of silk and bamboo drums from a distance.
On the road from Xuandemen to Yujie, a long line came out:
In the front is the imperial forest army in red armor, and then there is a "martial arts formation" in nine rows and five columns, holding a small golden pumpkin and axes and other ritual objects that have long been unable to be used as weapons.
After that, 81 eunuchs, holding white geese?It's very bumpy.
Zhang Luo was framed among a pile of logs, dangling so much that he just wanted to vomit.
Zhang Luo was still terrified by the unstained blood on the ground and the bodies of several Jurchens who had been dragged away. After all, this time, she bet a percentage:
Since she may be swallowed by the parallel space at any time, then optimistically, she has a 50% possibility and does not need to reach the execution ground. Of course, there is a 50% or more rate, she will taste what it is like to be mutilated alive.
Before Zhang Luo recovered, she was startled by the crowd watching the excitement on the road.
The streets are full of people I don't know. But they were all laughing at her and throwing all kinds of garbage at her. She even saw a dead mouse over the top of the prison car, drew an extremely difficult parabola, and fell into the melon-eating crowd on the other side.
So, she worked hard in the crowd, looking for someone she was familiar with.
As a result, Zhang Luo saw Li's mother, senior sister, fat cashier, boss Xiao, and even Cui Yunu, the emperor's other good friend. Everyone looked at themselves with red eyes.
However, she did not see Brother Beard.
At this time, Cai Jing, accompanied by his third son, came out of the house by car, and, like all the ministers, came to Caishikou. It's just that he didn't get off the carriage.
A confidant woman came quickly, attached to the window of the carriage, and whispered the news to the minister of power that he had sent a strong man to provoke the bearded brother and force the Jurchen back.
"Sanlang," Cai Jing didn't answer the old woman directly, but asked his third son who was with him: "What did you hear just now?"
"Father, the Jurchen proton has escaped."
"anything else?"
"Last time when the imperial court arrested and banned Lingxu Palace, he left Jia Taoist and fled for his life. Now it's like this again, so it can be seen that he knows the current affairs"
"besides!"
"Father, there is and there is him"
Unhappy, Mr. Cai took his hand off his third son's arm.
If he asked the elder son this question, the elder son would say that the Jurchen Alu is the worst, and he arranged such a game early in the morning, forcing the Jurchen Proton to return to the Jurchen.
If he asked the second child this question, his innocent and upright second child who lost his life would say that Jurchen's proton mud can't support the wall, and he has all the skills but not enough courage! He might even praise those Jurchen businessmen who know that they are going to die in order to get the Jurchen prot¨¦g¨¦ to return to the country
It's just that Mr. Cai Daxiang didn't even think about the domestic slave who died to fulfill his order. People die for money, birds die for food, this is how he understands those who have taken refuge in him, are relying on him and want to rely on him in the future.
Finally, it is coming to an end, and I am very, very grateful to all readers for their support. As an aside, a person's habits reflect his true heart. A person who runs away to survive at a critical moment is because he longs to live and thinks that his life is the most important thing. This is a natural choice, there is no right or wrong, but when such a choice occurs next time, intuition will still prevail over reason, no matter how much one imagines and prepares in advance, it will be useless. I personally feel sorry for Beard Brother leaving the stage like this, but I can't change it. Readers who want to see dog food are afraid to be disappointed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com