"Quan Ren, Quan Yi, come quickly and kowtow to Master Wan." As darkness approached, Zhao Quanzhong finally returned to the post station, bringing with him two children who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, who should be the new post soldiers he had found.
"Don't kneel down, don't kneel down. I'm not an official and I can't bear this great gift." Wan Lei stopped him quickly, pulled Zhao Quanzhong aside, and asked in a low voice: "Didn't I tell you to find a few more people? Why?
Did you find these two idiots?"
"Boss, you don't know something. The news about the attack on the inn last night has long been spread. No matter what I tell you, those uncles will not agree to let their children come to the inn as errands. I am the only two who have no parents to rely on.
My cousin is willing to come." Zhao Quanzhong also felt aggrieved.
"Oh, that's it." Wan Lei frowned, glanced at the two skinny little guys again, and then said: "Can you trust these two little guys? I have made a promise, if they are lazy and slippery, I will blast them immediately
Walk."
"Don't worry, I promise you can trust them. Leave them in my charge, and I promise they won't be lazy." Zhao Quanzhong assured them by repeatedly patting his chest.
"Okay, assign them work immediately and ask them to cook quickly. I've been hungry all day." Wan Lei waved his hand and reminded: "By the way, tell them that there will be food in the station."
Live, as long as you work hard, you will still be paid in the future."
"Tch, you are just a poor postmaster, you don't even have half a penny on your body, and you still pay wages?! How can you pay for it?" Zhao Xueer, who was standing aside, argued.
Not to mention, Wan Lei really has no money, only one stone of rice a month. If there is no unplanned income, let alone paying wages to the postmen, he cannot even support himself. It is precisely because he is so poor that he has no choice.
That's why he is so eager to launch new products in order to obtain the first pot of gold to expand production and improve life.
Facing the tomboy from the Zhao family who looked eager to find trouble, Wan Lei always ignored him and just said casually: "Why don't you go home? Do you still want to eat here?"
As soon as she mentioned going home for dinner, Zhao Xueer suddenly wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost. She immediately looked pitiful and said, "My father said, if I dare to step into the house again, he will interrupt me."
My legs, I'm a homeless orphan now."
"Don't you know kung fu? You can't even beat your father?"
"He is my father, how can I fight against him?"
"Then you plan to stay with me for a long time?" Wan Lei rolled his eyes at Zhao Xueer and was about to say a few words to her when he saw a soldier running over like a wind.
"Uncle Wan, something big, big, something bad is going to happen."
"What's worth making such a fuss about? Have you found a traitor?"
"Found them. They are hiding in a ruined temple. Mr. Li is leading people around them. However, Mr. Ma and Mr. Li's wives and children are still in their hands. They are threatening to kill the hostages if they don't see your head.
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"Oh." Wan Lei still had the same air of being unconcerned and asked, "Then do you plan to cut off my head and send it to them?"
"You don't dare, Mr. Li said, please come over quickly."
"Oh, do you want to use me in exchange for hostages? If you exchange a small official for a big official and a few official family members, it's not a bad deal." Wan Lei sneered.
"No, no, Mr. Wan, you have misunderstood. Mr. Li knows that Mr. Wan has many ideas, so he asked you to go over and help make plans to rescue the hostages." Xiao Bing explained quickly.
"Go back and tell you Mr. Li, those people are not me. They have nothing to do with me whether they live or die. I'm too lazy to worry about that."
"Master Li said that as long as Mr. Wan is willing to help this time, he will try his best to recommend you as an official to the court." The soldier also saw that Wan Lei was so inactive and was unwilling to get up early because it was unprofitable, so he said hurriedly.
"Then why didn't you tell me earlier, let's go, we'll go there right away." Sure enough, as soon as he heard about the opportunity to become an official, Wan Lei immediately took action, picked up two barrels of oil and left. In the end, he didn't rush to ask the young queen to pick up two barrels too.
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In fact, as a Yiyi Prime Minister, Wan Lei has always felt that he was dying to be summoned by officials, and he yearned for a glorious official career of becoming a general and becoming a prime minister. Now the great achievement of catching thieves is before his eyes.
, he had long hoped to seize this opportunity to make a fortune, but the officials in charge of catching thieves never regarded him as a meal, so he was too lazy to make wedding clothes for them.
Now Li Dazui has made a statement that he wants to share some of the great achievements in catching the thieves with him. If he doesn't work hard, how long will it take? No, he ignored the urging of the soldiers who sent the order, loaded a large truck full of crude oil, and then drove.
Rush to the scene of catching the thief.
"It's best to be a local official, so that you can be an official and produce oil at the same time!" Wan Lei knew that although being an official seemed majestic, the official salary in the Ming Dynasty was very low. If you can't get promoted,
If he wanted to get rich, it would be fine if he didn't get promoted. Therefore, he was still reluctant to give up the oil well.
Just as Wan Lei was thinking about how to have his cake and eat it too, the carriage ran a few miles away and arrived in front of a ruined temple by the river. The ruined temple was surrounded by officers and soldiers, all of whom had their long bows strung.
, aiming in the direction of the ruined temple. In front of the ruined temple, several hostages were pulled to the most conspicuous place, with a steel knife hanging on each hostage's neck.
"Master Wan, you're finally here. The rebels inside said they wanted to kill the hostages. Can you help me come up with an idea to save them?" As soon as Li Dazui saw Wan Lei, he hurriedly came over. At this time, the rebels were dead.
He wanted to destroy both the jade and the stone, so he tried to persuade him to surrender, but it was useless. He was already at his wits' end.
In addition, General Li also kept encouraging him to send people to capture Wan Lei. He must first meet the conditions for rebelling against the thief and get the hostages back. However, Li Dazui had the heart but not the courage. He was really afraid of Wan Lei.
He is the legendary "son of Ksitigarbha". He is afraid that he will be sent down by heaven if he offends this ancestor. And his soldiers are also afraid of Wan Lei like him. Even if he orders to capture people, I am afraid that no one will dare to do it.
Since Wan Lei cannot be taken, the hostage exchange method will not work, and the rebels in the ruined temple keep saying that if Wan Lei's head is not sent, they will kill and hostage to establish their authority. They also said that they would start with General Li's family.
Killing, making the situation very tense.
"How many rebels are there?" Wan Lei asked while unloading the oil drums from the carriage.
"More than a dozen, this is just a den of thieves."
"Hey, you can't even deal with a small den of thieves, but you still want to catch all the rebels with this little talent?" Wan Lei sighed, picked up two barrels of oil and headed towards the ruined temple.
"Master Ma is in their hands, we dare not attack rashly." Li Dazui caught up and explained.
"This time I will help you settle the matter. Don't forget your promise afterwards."
"That's it, that's it. As long as Master Ma can be rescued, I will definitely protect you from the imperial court as an official."
With Li Dazui's promise, Wan Lei felt relieved. He walked not far from the ruined temple, poured oil in the direction of the ruined temple, and then shouted to the rebels inside: "People inside, listen,
You have been heavily surrounded, and there are only two ways to go now, either release the hostages immediately and surrender and spare your life; or you can resist stubbornly and wait to be burned to death in the fire."
Before Wan Lei's shouts ended, a head popped out of the ruined temple and shouted: "People outside, listen, bring Wan Lei's head immediately, or we will kill the hostage."
"Kill, it's best to kill all the hostages." Wan Lei said this and went back to fetch oil, not caring about the life or death of the hostages at all.
However, General Li became anxious and shouted: "That guy Wan Lei is here. Don't kill my wife and children yet. I will order them to be arrested immediately." Finally, he ordered Li Dazui: "My officer is
General, I now order you to capture Wan Lei immediately."
Facing General Li who used his rank to pressure others, Li Dazui remained unmoved and said calmly: "I am here to investigate the remnants of the Yan bandits under the orders of the imperial court. I am not subject to the control of others."
"You..." Li Dazui couldn't say anything, and Li Shen had no choice but to watch Wan Lei pouring oil around the ruined temple, and his wife fell into the hands of the rebels.
The son and daughter were so frightened that they both burst into tears.
At this time, Wan Lei poured two more barrels of oil, and the surrounding area of the ruined temple was already wet with oil. Then he continued to shout: "I will give you another chance to surrender. I will only shout three times."
set fire."
"If you dare to set fire, we will kill all the hostages immediately." Smelling the smell of oil, the rebels in the ruined temple felt a little frightened, and their voices trembled when they shouted.
"One!" Wan Lei didn't waste any time talking to them. He counted with his mouth, then he had a Huolian in his hand, and he opened it and started blowing.
At this time, Li Dazui became anxious and hurriedly stepped forward to persuade: "Master Wan, our Lord Ma is still inside, so we can't burn him."
"Two!" Wan Lei pushed Li Dazui away, and his firm counting sound was like the judgment of the God of Death, as if what he was about to burn was not a living person, but a pile of firewood.
"You, you guys, stop it. If there is anything wrong with my wife and children, I, I, I swear, I will cut you to death with a thousand knives." General Li Shen rushed up and wanted to snatch Huo Lian from Wan Lei's hand, but he failed.
When Wan Lei shouted "three", Huo Lian had already thrown it out and landed directly on the oil-filled hay. With a roar, the flames jumped up and instantly surrounded the entire ruined temple like a beast.
"I dare to kill King Yan, who do you think you are?!" Wan Lei glared at General Li who was standing there blankly, and then broke through the temple and said: "I still have a lot of barrels of oil here, I guarantee that I can
I will burn you until there is no residue left. If you don't want to die, rush out immediately."
"Put out the fire immediately, or I will kill him." Through the raging fire, a rebel pulled General Li's son and stood in a conspicuous place, with a broadsword across his neck.
"Don't, don't do it." General Li became even more anxious. He picked up a spear and kept beating the flames, but he couldn't stop the spread of the fire. Wan Lei's reply was even more straightforward, and he poured two barrels of oil on it.
Going in, something added fuel to the fire.
Seeing that the raging fires around them were about to burn their butts, the rebels in the ruined temple were also anxious. The tragic scene of the burning people last night was replayed in their minds, and all the courage they had left was exhausted.
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"Don't, don't set fires again, I, I surrender." One of the timidest rebels was the first to be unable to hold on anymore and rushed out with a cry. Seeing the guy holding General Li Shen's son, he threw away the big knife in his hand.
Come out and pierce the coward's chest directly.
"Whoever dares to run out again will not blame me for being ruthless with my sword." The guy drew out the bloody sword and roared angrily.
Naturally, this scene could not escape Wan Lei's eyes. When he saw that the rebels were starting to be in chaos, he loudly said: "People inside, listen, whoever can bring the hostages out, whoever can kill the leader of the thieves, we will not only spare
If he doesn't die, there will be a heavy reward."
"No, don't listen to his tricks..." Before the guy could finish his words, he was suddenly stabbed through the heart by a knife behind him and fell to the ground dead.
With the leader of the thief dead, the other rebels no longer wanted to stay in the ruined temple and rushed out one after another. Some who wanted to make a fortune did not forget to take the tied hostages with them. Wan Lei couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth when he saw it.
"Play psychological warfare with me, I will kill you!"