Four hundred and fifty-fifth chapter anti-kun fighters
The five men in Confucian shirts and Huang Hankun were in a stalemate with each other. Each of them had their eyes widened, and blood seemed to be dripping from their eyeballs. √∟, the leader seemed to want to make a name for himself and show that he was not a robber.
, pointed at Huang Xunkun and said loudly: "You are a traitor, you are causing trouble in the South China Sea, massacring the gentry, harming the people, and resisting the king--"
Huang Hankun didn't know who these people were who suddenly appeared, but there was no doubt that these people hated the Kun thief and wanted to destroy the Kun thief and then quickly. He quickly said: "Brother, it's wrong. I'm not a traitor..."
"Hey! If you are not a traitor, who else is a traitor? You have been deeply favored by the court, but you allowed the bandits to become powerful in Lingao. You did not think about the learning of saints and learn the art of Kun deeply. How can you not be a traitor if you are such an unfaithful and unfilial person?
Death is a small thing, but losing integrity is a big thing. If you don't fulfill your filial piety for the court, if you die guarding the country to share the emperor's worries, how can you not be a traitor? Today we will go up to eliminate harm for the court, next..."
As soon as the word "下" came out of his mouth, the leader was hit with a clod of dirt on his head. He immediately covered his face and squatted down after saying "Oh!" It turned out that Huang Hankun saw that the other party obviously regarded him as a thief and wanted to get rid of him quickly.
In line with the principle that a good man never suffers immediate losses, he takes action first.
Tubu took action, and he rushed towards a shorter man on the right, grabbed the stick with his hands, pushed it away and ran away.
The other party wears a Confucian robe and Confucian scarf, which are worn with elegance and elegance. Such long robes can only hinder people in fighting. Among these five people, even one of them can't run away from Huang Hankun.
However, when Huang Hankun went to visit Jin Shen, he was also wearing a long gown. He was running in a hurry and did not pay attention to the stones under his feet. The long gown wrapped around his legs was mixed with stones. He immediately felt like a dog eating shit. He fell down and hit the wall with his right shoulder. The stick also hit the wall.
He took off his hand. When he tried to get up again, several people behind him had already caught up with him. The first one grabbed his head and hit him, shouting: "Thieves, die!"
Huang Henkun had been suppressing bandits for many years and had a lot of fighting experience. Seeing that he couldn't hide, he hugged his head with both hands and hit the stick with his back. The stick beat Huang Henkun to pieces. Fortunately, it was not a vital part, so he picked it up by the way.
He picked up the wooden stick that had just fallen to the ground and fought with a few people who caught up later. These people wearing Confucian shirts were not as weak as ordinary scholars. They were very powerful and could swing their sticks to hit the enemy.
Fortunately, they had no fighting skills - Huang Hankun was clumsy and managed to resist.
However, he was one-on-five and had no good guy in his hand, and he gradually fell into a disadvantage. Just as he was thinking about how to escape, suddenly a voice came from the distance: "Over there, hey. What are you doing over there?"
The voice sounded like a government officer patrolling the street. The few people who besieged Huang Hankun didn't take a good look at it. They turned around and hid in the alley, and soon disappeared. Only this one who was fighting with Huang Hankun was locked up.
He grabbed the shirt and couldn't break free. The government officials rushed over in a noisy manner and grabbed the two of them separately.
The two people's arms were clamped by two government officials respectively. They couldn't move. Huang Hankun stood up and felt something flowing on his face. When he stretched out his hand to wipe it, his hand was full of blood. He was shocked. Fortunately, he wiped it again and realized that it was just now.
I cut my scalp when I was wrestling, but it was no big deal. Then I felt reassured. The Confucian scholar in the long gown had his arm clamped. He kept yelling and scolding: "Kun thief, you are ruining the hearts of famous teachers! Kun thief, my parents have something wrong with me."
What crime do you want to hang them for!? The thief is so shameless, what crime does my sister have!? She was made a slave! The thief! He is so greedy for profit that he has taken away all the cattle from my family." The Yamen servant cursed when he saw him.
The thief Kun quickly shouted: "What nonsense are you talking about! If you drink too much, go and sober up first!"
Because both of them were dressed as scholars, the night guard didn't know the details for a while. He was afraid that the famous scholar might cause trouble if he drank too much, so he didn't dare to use violence and just restrained the person so as not to cause trouble.
However, the other party didn't care, and kept struggling and kicking: "Thieves! You are doing evil and colluding with the government. How much money did you give Xiong Wencan..." There were only two snaps, and a government servant was afraid that he would make up some nonsense.
"Shouldn't" came and gave the Confucian scholar a slap in the face. They were all hereditary craftsmen, and their attacks were cruel and vicious. The scholar's mouth immediately started to bleed, and he was speechless. The leading Yamen servant listened to his words,
Knowing that this person probably had some connection with the "Australians", he couldn't afford to offend him, so he quickly apologized and said to Huang Hankun with a smile: "You are always frightened, are you okay?"
"It's okay. I'm lucky." Huang Hankun took out a famous card, and the officer's eyes flashed: This is a post from Liang Mansion! He quickly apologized and said with a smile, "If you are fine, just go back first. This crazy guy, we brothers
Let him sober up first so that he doesn't get nauseous..."
Huang Huangkun was not surprised at all by this surprise attack on the street, let alone frightened. Ever since he organized scholars to spy on military intelligence, Huang Huangkun had always been prepared for a group of extremely vicious thieves to suddenly appear, armed with shorts like that.
He brought the little fire to shoot at him. Today's scene made him dumbfounded. Seeing the government servant grabbing the nearly crazy scholar and holding him down, his turban fell down and his hair was messy like a refugee, he could only hear him in his ears.
He screamed at the top of his lungs but couldn't hear what he was cursing at all.
He smiled bitterly. Just when the government officials were about to take the Confucian scholar to the county government office, the Confucian scholar didn't know where he got the strength and struggled to pounce on Huang Hankun. Fortunately, the government officials had already tied him up and pulled him away.
But at this moment, a mouthful of sticky phlegm mixed with blood spit out from the Confucian scholar's mouth and flew onto Huang Hankun's face. Huang Hankun quickly wiped it with his sleeve and found that his sleeve was full of blood.
, mixed with the phlegm and blood, there was also a tooth that had just been knocked out.
Huang Hankun didn't get up until noon the next day. Although he didn't suffer any serious injuries yesterday, the boy went out to find a doctor to apply some cuttlefish bone powder and the bleeding on his forehead stopped. However, there were still some bruises on his body.
I thought it would be better to keep him for a few days before deciding, but there was an endless stream of people coming to visit him. It turned out that the boy had already reported the attack to Lin Xiucai early in the morning. People from the Yuyuan Society came to visit one after another, and some
Even if he didn't come, he sent a boy to deliver food and medicine.
Huang Hankun had never been such a high-profile figure in his life, so he had to get up to socialize. At the end of the day, his back ached and his mouth was dry. After finally seeing off the last batch of guests, he sat down to rest.
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The boy made him a decoction to activate blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and he drank a few mouthfuls. He felt sore all over his body. He had been running around for many days, visited many people, and made friends with scholars in the county school. After all, he
I have been in Guangzhou for more than a month, and I have never had time to read some of Kun Thief's miscellaneous books. Now that I am relaxing, Huang Hankun's mind becomes clearer.
Looking back on all the actions he took in Lingao, it can be said that he worked hard, but the thieves were resolved without any action. The so-called "clown" is probably nothing more than that.
After finally arriving in Guangzhou, these days not only did not make him feel that "the sky in the liberated areas is bright", but instead gave him deep disappointment and doubt. The filth and chaos here, the poverty of the people... seemed to be the same.
All of them were compared and shown to him. However, the thieves did whatever they wanted inside and outside the city. Not only did the government do nothing, but many profit-seeking villains catered to the thieves in every possible way. Even the students in the county school lost their moral integrity.
It's funny to say that everything went smoothly for him in Guangzhou because everyone thought he was proficient in "Kun Studies". Huang Hankun pinched the teeth in his hand. After being spat on his face yesterday, he had been careful.
The only people in Guangzhou who share the same goals with me are these unknown scholars.
Yes, you should talk to him!
Huang Huangkun called the boy and asked him to go to the Nanhai County government office to inquire about the people who were detained by the police yesterday. The boy came back not long after he left.
"The scholar died yesterday," the boy said.
"What?!" Huang Hankun was shocked, "He died in just one night?"
"Yes," the boy said, "I heard from the people inside that the night watchman detained him in the prison cell last night. When I went to see him this morning, he had already hanged himself from the beam!"
Huang Hankun felt pain in his palm, as if he had been stabbed by a tooth. He quickly threw the tooth out. He asked again:
"Really committing suicide?"
"The squad leader said it was indeed suicide, and he also said it was not the first time he was arrested..."
"What's going on? Please tell me in detail."
"Yes." The boy said that this scholar was originally a son of a grain farmer in the countryside of Dongguan County, named Lei Lunfu. When the Kun thieves invaded the army a few years ago, his family organized a village force to fight against the Kun thieves, and the whole family was wiped out.
Only one girl was said to have been kidnapped and taken to Lingao. He was studying in the county town, and because Dongguan paid the redemption fee, he escaped.
"I can't blame him for having such a grudge against the Kun thief." Huang Hankun nodded secretly.
"Since then, he has become a little crazy." The boy went on to say, "He has been distributing posters in Guangzhou City all day long, and has gone to the Yamen several times to complain. Seeing that the government ignored him, he went to the Purple Mark to cause trouble, and was chased away by the people from the Escort Bureau.
Not counting his release, Dongzhu Guo probably used some other means to strip him of his reputation as a scholar, and asked the Nanhai County government to arrest him and imprison him for half a month. He suffered a lot in prison."
"Then what?"
"Then he started to fight against the Australians more and more -" the boy said that this man gathered a group of people who had similar experiences to him, and went to Ziji to cause trouble. He was taken away by Nanhai County a few days ago and beaten several times.
Ten boards have just been released.
It turned out that this was the case. Huang Henkun was in awe. He was indeed a righteous man! But he didn’t know who those other people were. If he could contact them, he would have some help in his great cause of rebelling against Kun.
"Go to the Yamen and find out who is with this person, their surnames, and where they live."
The boy smiled and said: "Master Huang, why do you need to bother with this? Give the head team member in the Yamen a few taels of silver, and Master, you can do with it whatever you want." (To be continued...)