Dynasty Call: Low-key Struggle for Hegemony

While Li Yuan and others continued on their way, Yuwen Chengdu, Wu Yong and his party had already entered the Lingyang Mansion in Lingzhou.

After a day of traveling, they were robbed.

Yes, he was robbed...

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a big machete?"

On the densely forested road, more than thirty bandits in ragged clothes surrounded Yuwen Chengdu and Wu Yong's travel-worn party.

The speaker was a leader, holding a machete and waving it in front of Yuwen Chengdu.

The leader, Wei Yuan, had a thick beard on his face, and his eyes scanned the group of pedestrians, including a strong man, a thin and poor scholar, a dirty woman, and eight skinny children.

With this kind of combination, how dare they go down this road? If they don't take it, they simply disrespect their profession.

puff! puff!

Suppressed laughter rang out from the crowd.

Xiao Si, who was hiding behind, found it funny when he saw the funny look of the bandit leader who only reached Brother Yuwen's chest showing off his power in front of Brother Yuwen.

I have to say that there are really many bandits in Lingzhou. They have already encountered three gangsters when they entered Lingzhou, some with more than a dozen people, and some with more than thirty people, but they were all easily solved by Yuwen Chengdu.

This was also the first time they saw Yuwen Chengdu take action, strong!

too strong!

So Xiaosi and the others were not panicked at all. As Xiaosi laughed, the other companions couldn't help laughing.

"Cluck!" "Cluck!"

"Do you want to die?" Wei Yuan laughed when he saw a group of children who were not afraid. He roared and radiated a ferocious aura, making his appearance very scary.

Xiao Si and others were immediately frightened, their laughter stopped and they huddled together.

Wei Yuan looked at the group of children who were frightened by him and smiled proudly. However, when he saw that the children's clothes were more or less patched and their bodies were thin, there was a trace of unbearability in his eyes.

"Ahem, this road belongs to our Lingfeng Village. All passers-by must pay a toll. Everyone..."

"Everyone pays ten cents!"

Wei Yuan looked over Yuwen Chengdu's sturdy figure and looked at Wu Yong, Nangong Xiyue and their group. Except for a shabby carriage, there seemed to be nothing of value.

"Did you hear that? Our eldest brother is showing mercy today. Each of us can pay ten cents and leave."

The boy next to Wei Yuan shouted. The bandits around him stood still, not even raising their weapons.

Yuwen Chengdu stood quietly. He could tell that these bandits had no murderous intention, especially when he saw the eight children coming out, the fierceness in their eyes was reduced by half. This was the reason why he did not take action in the first place.

Nangong Xiyue, Xiao Si and others looked at Yuwen Chengdu, waiting for his decision.

The bandits' eyes have long been focused on Yuwen Chengdu. After all, such a tall and powerful man can't stand there without paying attention.

I saw Yuwen Chengdu shaking his head at Wei Yuan and other bandits.

"What, you can't afford ten cents per person?"

When Wei Yuan saw Yuwen Chengdu shaking his head, he immediately exclaimed.

The boy next to him came close to him, looked at the shabby appearance of this group of people, and whispered:

"Brother, look at their shabby appearance, they may really have no money. This strong man should be the mainstay of taking care of these children. They are all poor people. How about we let them go."

"No, the so-called state-owned and state-owned roads have illegal regulations. People passing by must pay a toll."

Wei Yuan refused, glanced at Xiao Si and the other children, raised the sword in his hand, and sighed to Yuwen Chengdu:

"This brave man, we also know your difficulties, but it is also very difficult for us to handle.

In this way, how about if each of you pays one penny, you can leave with just one penny. "

When Nangong Xiyue, who was dressed dirty, saw Wei Yuan relenting so quickly, her eyes lit up and she pushed Xiao Si next to her.

When Xiaosi saw Nangong Xiyue's expression, he immediately understood and quickly ran to Yuwen Chengdu and cried:

"Brother, please sell me. There are so many younger brothers and sisters who want you to support them. Now we can't even pay the tolls. With us like this, can the relatives in Lingyang Mansion like us? Then we will be subject to a lot of Roll your eyes, it’s so uncomfortable to live under someone else’s roof.”

Xiao Si, whose face was full of tears and looked very pitiful, looked at Wei Yuan and others and continued to cry:

"Brothers, I know you are not bad people. Why don't you buy me? My eldest brother is too miserable. He has to feed nine people by himself. And the second brother is a useless person. He is weak and sick. He often needs to take medicine. It's not easy for him to rely on me. My knowledge was appreciated by the government boss, and I got a civil servant position, but I didn't expect that I was snatched away by the children of the big families in the city. They also oppressed us, so we had no choice but to leave our home and wander around."

"Woo! Woo!"

Suddenly, the seven children next to Nangong Xiyue started crying at the same time, and ran to Xiao Si to cry.

"No, Sixth Brother, you still have to stay and help the elder brother. If you want to sell it, sell it to me."

"No, Seventh Sister, if you sell me, I have no use at all."

"Sell it to me. If you sell it, I will get the toll."

"Ahem," Wu Yong saw this scene and put the jade fan back into his sleeve. He quickly covered his face with his sleeve and gave Yuwen Chengdu a look next to him. This group of bandits seemed to be good. They were different from the previous two waves. They were a bit moral.

An idea formed in Wu Yong's mind.

hiss!

So miserable!

After all, this group of bandits is not a ferocious bandit, and many of them have no choice but to go up the mountain.

Seeing the miserable appearance of these skinny children, the bandits who originally surrounded them all walked back to Wei Yuan. Their intentions were self-evident.

"Brother, why don't we let them go? They are all miserable people, and there is also an unlucky scholar."

"What the hell, how can you study if you don't have money? Look at how your eldest brother and your younger brothers are still studying after they are so miserable!"

Wei Yuan looked at Wu Yong who covered his face and cried and cursed loudly. In this era, there was no imperial examination system, but all talented people could only join various families and forces, and only after being recommended by them could they become officials in the court.

Even though there are so many martial arts scholars in Kyoto, it is Kyoto. For example, these bandits, Wei Yuan is a mid-acquired warrior, and the others are around the third or fourth level of martial arts, and have barely acquired some rudimentary Kung Fu training. Ordinary people are stronger.

"Stop scolding my second brother. My second brother is smart, but he just didn't meet the opportunity. Wuwu!"

Xiaosi covered his little face with his dirty sleeves and cried bitterly.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The children were crying.

"It's my fault, it's my fault. All the knowledge is useless." Wu Yong put down his sleeves and said with a sad look on his face.

"Hey, forget it, let's go!"

When Wei Yuan saw the sad voices, he turned his head and waved for them to leave.

I was already living a miserable life, but I couldn't see the suffering in the world.

"No, brother, you can have me. I only need a hundred cents. We have been hungry for a long time. I want brother and the others to have a full meal and eat more big white steamed buns."

When Xiao Si saw the bandits making way for him, he boldly ran to Wei Yuan, pulled his sleeves and cried.