Chapter 147 Go back to the border with me and fight Di Gou!
As Chang Shiro said, after a while, more and more people fled from Hezhou to the inner city.
Even in places like Horseshoe Lake, there would occasionally be a few scattered fleeing people who would kneel before Zhuangzi, howl and cry, and beg Xu Mu to take them in.
After confirming Yapai's identity, Xu Mu did not face many difficulties and kept people here, which was considered a good deed.
"Hezhou has not been conquered, but General Zhao has recruited civilians to defend the city. How can we common people fight? As soon as the rocks and arrows fell, we were too frightened to move. The dead people were piled up in the mass graves behind the south city.
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The fleeing people who spoke felt pain in their hearts and fainted on the sand. Xu Mu frowned and asked Chen Sheng to send the people to the village to prepare a meal.
Xu Mu couldn't help but feel worried when he thought that Xi Niang's gang of villagers were still in the deserted village outside Hezhou City.
In fact, deep down in his heart, he had already made plans to go to the border.
But before going there, he had to settle down the entire Zhuangzi. As for Chang Shiro's statement that he would help take care of it, maybe it was not a lie. It was just that if something unexpected happened and he had no time to take care of himself, Xujiazhuang would abandon his son.
"Master, here we come." Gongou sat on the tower and spoke in a deep voice.
Xu Mu squinted his eyes, raised his eyes, and looked at the sneaky figures in the wild forest outside Horseshoe Lake.
"Chen Sheng, are you ready?"
"Okay."
"Go and do it."
Chen Sheng nodded, summoned three or four people from the village, and walked steadily into the house. After a while, each person picked up a simple wooden box and walked carefully towards the back mountain.
After walking a few more steps, Chen Sheng seemed to turn his leg, and suddenly the wooden box he was holding fell to the ground, making a deep "chuck" sound.
Harsh and clear.
As Xu Mu expected, the three or two figures who had been hiding in the wild forest immediately ran to the road in a sneaky manner, took their horses, and ran madly towards the official road.
Xu Mu watched quietly for a long time before exhaling a breath.
This "exposure of wealth" was out of necessity. We were not afraid of thieves stealing, but they were worried about them. The gang of people in Weicheng Guanfang were looking for the hidden stumps of the old Ma Ti Lake bandits every day, but up to now, there seemed to be no clues.
He had no choice but to provide clues. He just hoped that this round of events would end soon, so as to avoid causing any trouble after he left Horseshoe Lake.
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About half a day later, a dozen or so official officers finally came upon hearing the news. The leaders were the old official and the fat official Qian Mu.
When the officials were approaching, Xu Mu could still see his old friend Tian Song, following behind with a tired face. He was not riding a horse, but riding a sick mule. He was only carrying half a whistle stick.
"Dong Xu's family." The old official got off his horse with a sneer on his lips.
Behind him, there were several officers holding swords, all with arrogant expressions on their faces.
"What do you mean, sir?" Xu Mu frowned.
"What do you mean? What a bold little boss, how dare you hide stolen money! Your matter has been exposed!"
The old official looked furious. How much money could he get for a few treasure chests? In addition to what he gave to his superiors, his gang could only keep at least half of it.
Anything less will lead to a mismatch between wealth and honor.
"Master, I still don't understand." Xu Mu said with a faint smile. If this incident is not resolved, it will always be a hidden danger.
"Don't be so harsh!" The fat official approached and gestured to lift the scabbard. When he found the giant man with the iron tower standing next to Xu Mu, he was startled, and he hurried back in fear.
Only then did he suddenly remember that the group of people in front of him were dedicated to killing bandits.
"You... harbored stolen silver, and the evidence of your crime is conclusive." The old official swallowed his saliva, "Of course, in everything, it is important to get both the stolen money and the stolen money, so please stay out of the way, and I will go into the village to find it."
"I can't find it."
"When officials do things, they still have to ask you if they can do it!"
Si Hu hugged the cleaver angrily, and Chen Sheng, the twenty or thirty people behind him, also gathered around him with a cold face.
"Do, do what, do what!" The fat official kept backing away in shock.
"I am an official!"
Xu Mu smiled slightly, raised his hand, and the villagers who gathered around him all made way for him.
"We are from the official family!" the fat official repeated again before leading a dozen official servants who looked uneasy and walked towards the village.
For example, they all heard about Xu Mu's killing of Bang Bang. Thirty old bandits were almost completely killed.
Such a person is not a good citizen. If he were a good citizen, he would have offered tea and gifts long ago when he saw an official or his family.
"Chen Sheng, bring a chair to the officer."
The fat official led people to search for the stolen money, leaving behind an old official and two official servants, and Tian Song, whose face was covered with scars, was one of them.
"Don't try to please!" the old official sneered, "If you find the stolen money, you will not be able to escape the blame."
"If it's a slander, the writing staff in Weicheng will have to be replaced."
Xu Mu responded lazily.
He always wanted to live in peace and joy, but many people wanted to trample him to death.
He could only resist and solve the problem along the way.
"Official, I've found it!" At this time, a joyful shout rang out.
More than a dozen officials, including old officials in front of the village, ran forward frantically.
Xu Mu sat calmly without any expression.
The wooden boxes with several openings were originally placed in a conspicuous place. Of course, there was not a single piece of silver in them, they were all picked up pebbles.
Bang!
The old official was so angry that he threw several wooden boxes on the ground, and the rubble filled with them rolled out.
It's dusk.
Not only Zhuangzi's cellar, the woods, and even every corner of the back mountain were searched inside and out, but there were still no clues.
"Chen Sheng, go and light some torches so that the officials can see clearly."
Chen Sheng really ran back, and soon he held up several torches and came angrily.
The old official did not come to pick him up. Reflecting the light of the torch, the old man's face showed a look of unwillingness.
"Officials, why don't you go to the village to rest today and look for another round tomorrow."
"Close the team!"
The old official's face was filled with anger and helplessness, knowing that if he continued searching, he would definitely not find anything else.
Without even saying hello, he hurriedly asked the fat official to take the others and rushed back to Weicheng.
Tian Song was last, and when no one was paying attention, he punched Xu Mu. But when he turned around again, he found that his sick mule had collapsed to the ground at some point, foaming at the mouth.
"Those who have been killed by a thousand swords, run back by yourself!" The fat officer raised his riding whip, whipped Tian Song twice, and then rushed away with his men without hesitation.
Under the darkness, Tian Song paused for a long time, then he awkwardly picked up half of the sentry stick and walked out along the extended path.
"Brother Tian, I was the one who poisoned the mule." Xu Mu sighed.
Tian Song stopped and turned around.
"Don't go back to the official office."
"Master Xu...I have nowhere to go back."
"Yes. Come back to the border with me and be a hero for hanging eggs."
"Xufang wants to go back to the border? Why go back to the border?"
"Beat Di Gou." Xu Mu said in a deep tone.
Behind him, Si Hu, Chen Sheng and others all had expressions of desolation on their faces.
The night wind blew by, and Tian Song, holding the whistle stick in his arms, burst out crying.