Chapter 107: The beautiful girl helps Shengcan to kill her. The mysterious one is the head of the ward

"The guest master rests here, the crowd of people who sent the funerals to come, let's go?" Yu Qian volunteered to hire Sun Ping's Yang Fuxin Escort Agency. The head of the escort is Yang Yingyi, the pearl in the hand of Yang Fuxin, and is also the instructor of the escort agency. Yu Qian invited the head of the escort to the inn yesterday. When Sun Ping saw that the little girl was not old, she was the essence of Shanyuan. She was full of energy and beautiful figure, and she had a great dart. The purpose of the escort agency was really the same as Yu Qian said. Sun Ping's purpose was to intercept the purpose of Yu Qian, so that Yu Qian asked Yu Qian to hire him. The escort agency escorts a group of people. Sun Ping told Yu Qian in advance that he was a friend of running. The identity of Prince Concubine Sun, Yu Qian

It was necessary to keep secrets and not to leak. The escort agency got the rented bank and did not ask that much. In order to be quieter on the road, they could return to the capital as soon as possible. Two horse caravans and a team of horse riders got up early and set off from Xiangzhou and headed towards Beijing. Sun Ping saw the little escort leader Yang Yingyi, and was overjoyed. There were many martial arts masters in the palace, but not many women who could beat darts. Sun Ping saw the escort beautiful women in the robbery, and felt that he was in the rural style. Sun Ping wanted to hire Yang Yingyi, and among the maids of the Sun Mansion or the palace, he taught several disciples who could beat darts to protect the safety of Sun Mansion or the Sun Ping himself. The female escort leader rode a horse to approach Sun Ping's caravan and interrupted Sun Ping's imagination.

"We will wait to listen to the arrangement of the escort. The master stopped the car and leaned against the roadside. The funeralist came over and let's go." Sun Ping said.

"Sister Sun! There are too many people in the funeral, and the dead must be the officials!" Looking at the team of people walking slowly outside the car window, the female official Zhou smiled and said. Sun also looked along the window, wrapped in yellow silk outside the coffin, wrapped in hemp for several turns, 64. The big bar was lifted, and a large cover with red satin embroidered blue ball flowers were added to the bar. Two people were wearing filial bar heads and directed in the form of a "roar ruler". The front of the funeral line was the band leader, and the second was the deacon.

Five half hall "umbrella (red, blue, blue, white, purple) banners each. Gold foil is covered with painted wood ancient weapons, (golden gourd, axe, and other golden deacons). Every 4 people carry the shadow pavilion and the soul sedan chair. The eleven sound instruments of the Dale, the clear sound gong and drum "Nine Fortune Class", and the monk wears clothes and law enforcement instruments to hit the "seven stars". Boy Snow Willow 2

4     Yes. There were more than a hundred people accompanying the team in an unformed manner. There was a woman who was only in her 30s and had no tears in her mourning clothes. The four-horse carriage he was sitting in was walking in front of several cars. The three were two horse-drawn carriages and about sixteen or seventeen young women, with their uniform outfits, and the mourning clothes were all gray, cloth or silk robe. Except for two or three people, all had their hair cut. The youngest one was at the age of a "girl", and the oldest one was only twenty-five or sixteen.

Feng Jun was haggard, frowning with his eyebrows and tears. Among his family members, there were two girls, one of whom was only fourteen or five years old, with a pink scarf with his hair and neck, and the other was beautiful but not mourning at the age of fifteen or sixteen, but he also sat in the car with other women. The four carriages had no tarpaulins, and the team that led the women's carriages, with the wheels rolling on the hard frozen ground, rumbling, and a team of black-clad servants followed him with weapons, probably as security guards.

"Sister Sun! Let's go down and take a look?" The female official Zhou smiled at Sun's contempt.

Sun Pin and Ms. Zhou got off the bus and stood on the side of the road. Bodyguard Kuang Yi and his bodyguard also got off to Sun Pin. A group of people from the escort agency also dismounted and stood near behind Sun Pin. This was a small town and the streets were not spacious. Although there were not many people coming and going on the street, there were many people who stopped to see the funeral. The people standing on both sides of the street kept saying something. Sun Pin got close to some people and wanted to listen to the discussions on the street.

"Do you know? The women in the three carriages were officials and concubines, and they were buried alive in the cemetery!" Sun Ping saw a young woman whispering to an old man.

"Oh! I'm seventeen or eighteen concubines, it's a pity!" the old man said with a sigh.

"A woman's life is miserable!" A woman said and slipped away with tears.

"I also heard that the woman in a four-horse carriage is a wife, and she is not buried with her, and she does not shed tears!" said another.

"What did they say?" Yang Yingyi stood beside Sun Ping, and when she heard the two of them talking, she asked Madam Zhou.

"If I want to be buried alive, I will be buried with me." said the female official Zhou.

"Yes! There is no such person in this broken place. There are chivalrous women in Xiangzhou. They are beautiful and specialize in saving concubines. The government pursues them and the common people provide cover. Their slogan: intercept people to sacrifice and benefit future generations! They are very popular with the common people!" Another person stood not far from Yang Yingyi, looked at Yang Yingyi, and was still talking to the people around him.

"That little girl, just 14 years old, has to go to the funeral with her. It's so pitiful!" Another woman also looked at Yang Yingyi and said helplessly. Sun Ping listened to people's conversation and wanted to know Yang PaoTou's thoughts, and looked at Yang PaoTou beside her.

"Guest Master! I'm going to be here. I'll delay you for a while. Several concubines are going to be buried with me. I'll send someone to rescue me." Concubine Lasun went aside, and Yang Biaotou looked around and laughed at the nearby people.

"You don't have enough staff, my bodyguard can be used, you can go and arrange it." Sun Ping was very happy when she heard this, and also laughed and encouraged her with a low laugh.

"Does go ahead, there is an emergency official service!" A group of horse riders, more than a dozen beautiful women in black, shouted loudly, riding horses from the street and running wildly, and people along the street went to the side. The beautiful women were equipped with a sword around their waists. Could it be an emergency official service in the palace? The funeral servants also went to the side and made way for the horse team. The horse team ran along the three big carts that were burying with the concubines. The first beautiful girl with a horse ran to the side, bowed and pulled a concubine on the back and ran forward; the second one was exactly the same as the leader, and the beautiful woman bowed and pulled a concubine to pull a concubine. The second one was also the same as the leader, and the beautiful woman bowed and pulled a concubine to pull a concubine.

After getting on the horse... After the horse team, only two fat concubines were left, but they were not rescued by the beautiful girl. The concubines also cooperated with the beautiful girl's rescue and took the initiative to extend their hands to ask for help, and rode on the horse's back with the beautiful girl's pulling force. When the servants and the mourning man reacted, they looked at the running horse team in a mess. This was just a moment. Sun Ping saw that his brain had not recovered, and the horse team left a dim dust and left. The funeral team's musical instruments suddenly silenced, and the man was stunned and stunned. After a while, the sound of sorrow and music sounded again and walked forward.

"This team is very powerful!" Sun Ping looked at the crowd of people walking forward in surprise, feeling very comfortable and said happily.

"The beautiful girl gang, go and kill him better than the disabled!" Yang Yingyi said happily after recovering from the daze.

"Idiom interpretation: to influence cruel people and stop doing evil, the death penalty can be abolished. It also refers to transforming the people with virtue and peace to rule. Source: "The Analects of Confucius? Zilu". Sun Pin thought of the idiom.

"Yes! The source of the idiom allusion:        The Spring and Autumn Period? Lu? Confucius' "The Analects of Confucius? Zilu": 'A good person can defeat the disabled for a hundred years and kill him.'" Yang Yingyi glanced at Sun Ping and said with a smile.

"Yes! This group of beautiful girls is really amazing. The servants are not prepared and are beyond their reach!" Everyone around Sun Pin also sighed and said with admiration.

"There are two remaining concubines, are you going to save them?" asked Sun Pin.

"I'm going to save you too!" Yang Yingyi said with a firm smile.

"Yes, you are right. I have a glimmer of hope. You can also save me! Yesterday, County Magistrate Yu Qian said, "In ancient times, what did you say to him?" Sun Pin was happy, not knowing what to say, but he remembered this and asked.

"He heard what my father said. Both my father and my grandfather rebelled against the system of human sacrifice. Yu Qian's great-grandfather is from Kaocheng (now Minquan County, Henan Province), Yuzhuang Village, Chengzhuang Township. Yu Qian's great-grandfather Yu Jiusi went to Hangzhou to be an official during the Yuan Dynasty and moved his family to Taipingli, Qiantang. Therefore, historical records show that Yu Qian was from Qiantang, Zhejiang. My family is also from Qiantang. My father and I learned martial arts with me. In order to inherit my grandfather's will, they drifted everywhere. The father said that no less than a hundred people were killed by death. When his father saved a concubine, the government sent troops to pursue my father. Yu Qian's father covered up and saved my father, and asked my father to escape from Qiantang and arrived in Xiangzhou. We met Yu Qian. The relationship between the two families has always been very good." Thinking of his relationship with Yu Qian's family, Yang Yingyi said in one breath.

"Are the four people good?" Sun Ping also understood the relationship between Yu Qian and the escort agency. Those concubines were rescued, and the family members who were mourning would be very angry and would not let go of the remaining two concubines. Sun Ping saw that the four people were rescued and asked a little worriedly.

"I learned in advance that there was a funeral on the road, and the insider helped the funeral crowd. I have made arrangements. A group of beautiful girls appeared. What I didn't expect, let's do my best." Yang Yingyi thought.

"Who are you all here to rescue me?" Sun Ping asked by changing the subject.

"There are men and women, and women are the majority. High officials, noble concubines, slaves, and men and women. During the Yongle period, my hometown was in Qiantang. My neighbor Yan Ying must have a marriage contract with his lover. His parents' family was poor and he hired a concubine to be a concubine. Yan Ying would rather die than follow him, and the officials were so angry that they had no choice. On the night of his relationship, Yan Ying rescued Yan Ying. Yan Ying and his friends elope. " Yang Yingyi said.

"Yan Ying's parents' re-hiring is the legacy of remorse in the Yuan Dynasty." Sun Ping said with a smile as she remembered the records in history books.

"Yes! In the late Hongwu year, my parents were in the same village and had a long time to get engaged. My mother was in the official's house and sold herself as a slave. My mother (maternal)'s family was poor, and my father (maternal) took advantage of my father's absence and asked the 70-year-old third-rank official to take my mother as a concubine. My mother refused to obey. The official was so angry that he made a will that he would be buried with him. That night, my father called his brothers and broke into the official's house at night and rescued my mother." Yang Yingyi remembered his parents' affairs and said with deep hatred.

"Yangtou! The funeral team has arrived outside the town. We intercepted the car of the two concubines. There are too many servants, so we can't let them move!" One of the escort agencies came back to report, looked at Sun Concubine, and said to Yang Yingyi.

"Those concubines were rescued by the beautiful girls. The family will definitely be angry and will not let the second concubine go. You must be patient and call them up again and follow the first plan. If it really doesn't work, negotiate with the insider and follow the second one to make a more stable job. If you have fewer people in the third plan, you must ban it." Yang Yingyi said with a steady smile.

"Don't you go and have a look?" Sun Ping heard this, and she smiled deliberately and reminded her with a little nervous.

"Guest Master! I said it's just a delay. You have some time, let's get in the car and leave. After they handle the matter, they will come to chase us." Looking at Sun Ping, Yang Yingyi smiled and called Sun Ping the guest master. She said calmly with a steady expression on her face.

"It's a secret, it's the head of the ward!" said Madam Zhou, looking at Yang Yingyi with a smile.

"Yes! Yang Yingyi has the first set, and there are the second and third sets of plans!" Sun Ping thought about the idiom interpretation in her mind, mysterious: mysterious and unknowable. Unpredictable: irrespectable. It refers to people's behavior and attitude, mysterious and unpredictable. Source: Song? Liu Kezhuang's "Complete Works of Houcun? One of the Readings of Heshizhi". "Looking at the unpredictable Yang Yingyi, Sun Ping called everyone to get into the car. The head of the escort Yang Yingyi said that his mother was a slave. Sun Ping glanced at the funeral team that was gone away, and then looked at the remaining few people including Zhou, Kuang Yi and Xiao Yan. There were 13 people from the escort agency, including Yang Yingyi, 7 of whom were women and 6 men. They were all about 20 years old. Sun Ping was a little worried about the escort agency, and was also worried about whether the remaining two concubines who were buried with the daughter could be saved.
Chapter completed!