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Chapter 973

Not only was Cui Weizhen curious, but even the bandit leader was full of doubts.

The bandit leader was a strong man with a beard on his face. Hearing this, he glanced at the speaker: "What kind of benefactor? Be clear."

The voice just now continued: "Master, there was a flood in Mingzhou last year. My village was soaked to the roof with water. Countless houses collapsed, and beams and columns collapsed and crushed many people to death. My home is located on a high ground, and my family of three took shelter on the roof.

I only managed to survive. But my mother-in-law was so hungry that she had no milk, and my son was also sick. Seeing that the flood was about to spread, this husband appeared in a boat and not only saved our family of three, but also saved us.

A whole village of people.”

Among the bandits were people from the same village, and they all responded. Some even said with some uncertainty: "This gentleman seems to be an imperial envoy sent by the imperial court."

Imperial envoy?

The expressions of the bandits became subtle. Now that they are bandits and the other party is an official, they are born enemies. If someone comes to suppress the bandits in the future...

Zhou Wu had been paying some attention to eavesdropping on the discussion of the bandits. When he saw this, he immediately shouted loudly: "Fellow heroes, my master is Jing Ningbo, who is also the newly appointed magistrate of Mingzhou. Last year, there was a flood in Mingzhou, and my master

We have turned the tide, saved thousands of victims from the fire and flood, and provided relief to those in need, leaving countless refugees alive! Today we were ambushed and assassinated by thieves, so please help us all!"

"Bo Jing Ning? This gentleman is actually Mr. Jing Ning Bo Cui?!"

The bandits were in an uproar, and now everyone's expressions changed. Just because of the simple words "Jing Ningbo", they looked at Cui Weizhen differently.

There is admiration, gratitude, admiration...

"It turns out to be Uncle Jingning."

The bearded and bearded man quickly picked up the weapon, his eyes as big as copper bells revealed a fierce light, "Brothers, these little guys who hide their heads and tails are definitely not good things to stab Uncle Jing Ning. Give them all to me and kill these idiots."

Kill it for me!"

"yes!"

The bandits who were still watching on the sidelines rushed into the battlefield with cheers. The stalemate changed instantly. The people in black were caught off guard, and the situation became one-sided.

The man in black angrily threatened the bandits, "You bunch of unruly people, I advise you not to meddle in your own business, otherwise our master will bulldoze your mountain in the future and leave you with no place to die!"

"Bah, I, Wu San, am not scared. I don't care who you are, but I will kill you grandsons first!"

As he spoke, he swung the big hammer in his hand, danced with great power, and hit each masked man with one blow. He was very brave and even more powerful than the guards of the uncle's house!

Wu San's bravery greatly stimulated Zhou Wu and others, and the attacks became more fierce. Cui Weizhen's pressure dropped sharply. Although he had boxing and kicking skills and was good with a sword, he was still a scribe after all and could not compare with those specially trained assassins.

It took all my strength to block.

At this time, with reinforcements, Cui Weizhen finally relaxed and retreated. He returned to the carriage. After confirming that the carriage was intact, he was still worried and asked Ye Zhenzhen inside: "Zhen'er, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I was just a little scared."

When the sound of the arrow started, everyone was frightened. The little maids screamed. Aunt Cui was so shocked that she had difficulty breathing. She was also worried about her son outside. The two children Cui Zhiduan and Cui Zhiming wanted to rush out to help, but they were stopped by Ye Zhenzhen.

Suppressed.

Xin Ning was also frightened and cried. Ye Zhen Zhen was frightened and worried about Cui Weizhen outside, who was really worried. Fortunately, Aunt Cui calmed down quickly and helped her comfort the two children, otherwise it would have been a mess.

Ye Zhenzhen held the child in her arms and did not dare to open the window. She asked anxiously: "How is it outside? Are you okay?"

"It will be over soon. I'm fine. Come out of the carriage and don't be scared."

Cui Weizhen looked at the blood on his body, couldn't help but take a few steps back, and told the guards: "Continue to guard, you can't leave under any circumstances."

Although the guards were anxious, they still obeyed the orders very much. No matter how tense the battle at the other end was, they did not leave the carriage even half a step.

In fact, the men in black were already at the end of their game. After the bandits joined the battlefield, they were retreating steadily. They didn't even bother to pursue Cui Weizhen. After resisting for a while, they finally couldn't hold on anymore and fled in embarrassment.

"Don't chase poor bandits."

Zhou Wu stopped Wu San and others who were about to pursue him, "Wu Zhuangshi, the other party is our master's enemy. There is no point in pursuing him. The most important thing now is to leave here. Please help us, Zhuangshi."

In addition to the heavily protected women and children, the guards present were more or less injured, some so serious that they were unable to move. They carried medicine to treat injuries, but this place was obviously not a good place for treatment.

Wu San took back the big hammer without hesitation, patted his chest and promised, "Everyone, don't worry, our village is on the mountain. Without our leadership, those villains would not be able to find it. You are all injured, go up and rest for a while."

Fan it."

As he spoke, he directed others to make stretchers and carry the injured guard up the mountain. Others helped to hold the horses. They were busy and enthusiastic, not like a group of bandits.

Cui Weizhen let down his guard against them, jumped off his horse, and thanked Wu San with his hands in his hands, "Thank you so much, Mr. Wu, for lending a helping hand and saving us from danger."

If it weren't for Wu San and others, even if they broke through the siege, they would probably suffer heavy casualties. Cui Weizhen could not be more grateful to be able to save the lives of these guards now.

Wu San, who was originally very majestic and full of momentum, was so nervous that he didn't know how to let go of his hands and feet. He kept waving his hands with a red face, "Master Cui has defeated the common people, but it's just a little effort. Sir, you care about the people and save all the people."

Yu Shuihuo is a great benefactor to the people of Mingzhou. The common people have always respected you, and it is really a blessing for the common people to help you resist the assassin today."

No wonder Wu San took the initiative after learning his identity. It turned out that he was also a man of love and justice.

Cui Weizhen was filled with emotions. Everything he had done before was just for what he wanted in his heart, but along the way he received heartfelt gratitude and rewards from many people, which touched him frequently.

These are the people under his rule!

Cui Weizhen committed an old habit and couldn't help but ask: "I heard you talking just now. They must be refugees affected by the disaster. Why did they fall into the trap of bandits?"

Wu San sighed and said, "The grassroots were originally a bodyguards who earned a living by relying on their own strength. Years ago, the Yellow River burst its banks, floods flooded, the people were displaced, and strongmen appeared frequently. The grassroots couldn't bear it, and protected the villagers along the way.

They escaped from the disaster area, but everyone had nowhere to go. Many people would starve to death before going to the capital. The common people had no choice but to build villages on the mountains and survive by robbing wealthy businessmen in the past.

"

In the blink of an eye, more than half a year has passed.


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