Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty - Chapter 1 Bravery and bravery

Six years of the Eastern Jin Dynasty (AD 381), Jingkou Town, South Yanzhou.

It ’s May. Farmers in short blouses and bare legs are working over the green and green paddy fields. The breeze is blowing, the rice is drooping, and the plowed buffalo appears from time to time, flicking its tail. While walking slowly, a five-foot wide, loess-flavored official road, the road is skyward.

On the official road, an eight-foot man with a colorful patch stitched on the earthen cloth, with a strong and burly figure, is carrying a bundle of feet with a height of a foot, similar to a hill, which looks at least two or three hundred Jin He's firewood walked forward.

This bundle of firewood was too high and too wide. Almost half of the official roads were completely covered, and even pedestrians on the road behind could not be seen.

Even more frightening is that despite carrying such a large bundle of firewood, this big man is still walking steadily, wearing big feet with a pair of straw shoes, every time he stepped on, it will leave a small hole a few inches deep on the ground, even this official Tao, all shaking slightly.

The two farmers straightened their waists from the farmland and smiled at the big man: "Liu Yu, why did you come to Nanshan to pay again today, didn't you go to Dukou to be on duty?"

The big man named Liu Yu turned his head and smiled slightly: "Match firewood in the morning and then go to the ferry in the afternoon. There was an order from above. ) Go south and ask us to say hello. However, I always have to support my family first. Just relying on this position, the whole family must drink the northwest wind. "

This big man named Liu Yu was a person from Jingkou in the late Jin Dynasty. His parents died at an early age. His stepmother grew up hand in hand. Once his family was too poor, his mother died because of dystocia, and his father once sent him to his aunt ’s house. Even the nickname of slavery.

When he was about five years old, Xiao Liuyu was finally taken home by his father, but soon his father died due to exhaustion.

Probably God did n’t want to see Liu Yu so tragic, so he was born with divine power, and he was so fierce and fierce that even the Jingkou people, who are strong in folk customs, were looking at him. Many children who called him to be slaves were in his Under the fist, people with varying levels of disability were found, with missing teeth and broken nose bridges.

Therefore, in this chaotic world where his fist is king, he was pushed by the court to be the righteous, and today, the new assassin is about to take office.

After thinking about finishing the bundle of firewood, Liu Yu sold it at the ferry market. By the way, he was on duty. Maybe the new lord Shishi will also visit the ferry that has been busy recently.

Another farmer pointed to the official road in front and said: "Liu Yu, there is a team of people over there, the platoon seems not small, you better see if the history of the assassination is coming."

Liu Yu's eyes flashed coldly, and he looked forward: "I will go now." Then, his pace accelerated.

On the official road about a hundred steps ahead, a team of men and women, shouting and embracing, gong gong to open the way, the first one, in his early twenties, medium size, Tsing Yi cap, high cheekbones, big eyes and thin lips, cold face, sergeant .

Behind him, a man dressed in a fine brocade damask robe, wearing a shawl, thick jade belt boots, dressed as your son, in his thirties, with a thick white powder on his face, holding his head, riding a horse OK.

The dozens of people behind and on the sides of this noble son, all five big and three thick, with full faces, holding sticks in their hands, leather whips around their waists, but dressed in satin, embroidered flying eagle running dogs.

In the world of this high-class family, I knew at a glance that these people were the homes of some dignitaries and nobles. They walked and shouted loudly: "The nobles are traveling, the idlers are withdrawing at the same speed!"

A farmer carrying a hoe, who had just walked into the official road from a field on one side, was 16 or 7 years old, black and thin and short, with black and yellow mud on his legs, he walked reluctantly to the side of the road and said to himself He said to himself: "Who's so arrogant?"

Immediately, the ear of your son moved and stopped the horse. He gently took out a gauze from his arms and wiped his nose. He said inadvertently, "Trick!"

More than a dozen evil slaves rushed in front of the farmer as the first person. A black mole-sized black mole on the right cheek grew, and a few sparse black hairs on the mole. With his swearing, he moved: " Blind your dog's eyes, don't you even know the newly-appointed son of the Diao Shi Historian? Teach you to keep your mind in mind! "

These evil slaves scolded and punched, hitting the farmer with three punches and two punches, and then the whip with his face covered was pulled up.

The peasants wanted to resist, but when they heard the word "Shi Shi", they suddenly looked like a deflated ball, only hugged their heads, protecting the key points, rolling around on the ground, begging for mercy. : "Small eyes without beads, small eyes without beads."

Diao Gongzi's mouth twitched a cruel smile, and said coldly: "Diao Mao, let Yi go to see the doctor!"

The black mole mole, named Diao Mao, took out a small bag from his arms. UU reading www.uukanshu.com put his hand in his hand, and the sound of copper coins collided loudly.

Diao Mao immediately threw the money bag in front of the peasant who was beaten, and spit **** him: "Remember, this is the reward from Diao Gongzi. The highlights will be displayed next time. ! "

He proudly walked back to Diao Gongzi's side, nodded and bowed his waist, waved his hand, and greeted his companions to walk forward with a big swing.

Diao Gongzi smiled and said to the Xu liu who was leading the way: "Liu Zengzhang, everyone in the world has a strong folk style, so I can see it, but that's it!"

Suddenly came the sound of drinking: "The folk customs of Jingkou is not what you can say!"

Diao Gongzi's brow furrowed, Diao Mao twitched a few steps ago, and the whip pumped heavily onto the ground, raising a cloud of dust: "Where do you not know the things you lift, do not know that the noble travel, you need to avoid it? No? "

The person who came was Liu Yu. He stopped and raised his head. A 17- or 18-year-old face was exposed. The heaven was full, the ink was thick and the eyebrows were thick, and the pair of big and bright eyes had sparkling light and a high nose bridge. The jaw is as hard as a rock, and a solid muscle block supports this patch and the patch of cloth. The dress of the country woodcutter can't hide his extraordinary heroism.

Diao Maogang wanted to spit and beat people, but he was scared by Liu Yu ’s stature, and he took a half step back unconsciously. Diao Gongzi frowned in disgust, his nostrils faced this big man, and said in a deep voice: "Ru Is it deaf? Blocking the center, begging to die? "

Diao Mao suddenly emboldened again and shouted, "Boy, the nobleman rewards you, and kneels down!" He said, squeezing the leather whip in his hand, and struck with impulse, while more than twenty evil slaves He also squeezed the stick tightly and surrounded Liu Yu from both sides silently.