Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
Prev Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 732: Death (1)

There is a hurdle that everyone in the world cannot overcome. This hurdle is nothing else, but its own weakness, weakness or life gate.

Some people’s obstacles are one thing, some people’s obstacles are someone, but more people’s obstacles are a kind of greed and desire for certain things.

Yan Shifan is the last typical type of person.

In the tenth year of Jiajing, the 18-year-old Yan Shifan entered the Imperial College for his father's conscience. At that time, Yan Song was appreciated by Emperor Jiajing during the big ceremony and became the Minister of Personnel in Nanjing and the Minister of Rites in Nanjing.

His father was proud of his career, and Yan Shifan was far away in the Imperial College in Beijing. Although he was extremely smart, he was unfortunately hopeless in his career and was a wandering son. Yan Song was not transferred to the Minister of Rites in Beijing until the 17th year of Jiajing.

After seven years, Yan Song was neglected to discipline, the consequence of Yan Shifan was that he had an extreme desire and greed for silver and wealth. This personality trait always existed in the nearly twenty years since Yan Shifan's life and occupied a very high position.

The premise for officials such as Hu Zongxian, Yang Shun, Yan Maoqing, and Zhao Wenhua to ascend to high positions and take power is that they all gave Yan Shifan enough benefits.

It is not a big deal to like silver, but being stingy is another personality trait of Yan Shifan. He takes the keys to Yan's silver treasury with him at any time. Emperor Jiajing robs half of the silver... Only then did Yan Shifan desperately plunder on his way south, trying to make up for it.

When Qian Yuan first entered the capital, he pulled everyone to play mahjong in Yanfu Villa. He won a big win. As a result, Yan Shifan came to the door several times to pull Qian Yuan away and played mahjong, and insisted on winning the money back.

If it weren't for Emperor Jiajing, Yan Shifan would rather work hard than give up money... In fact, Emperor Jiajing knew about these things, so he only robbed half of the money.

On the river surface, seven large ships were slowly moving, one of which was hung with white lanterns, indicating that the main family was filial, which was the most obvious goal.

On the hill in the distance, Wang Yi, dressed in short clothes, hid behind a tree. He took out a telescope from his arms and looked at it carefully. He had already found out that the seven ships were all well-drawn. The difference was that the first five ships were loaded with servants of the Yan Mansion and the silver and cargoes they escorted. The next two ships were martial soldiers from Zhenwu Camp in Nanjing.

After estimating in his mind, Wang Yi untied the package on his body, tied the long knife behind his back, and then took out a seedling knife and hung it on his waist.

At this moment, a rumbling sound came faintly. Wang Yi calmly raised his telescope and chose to do it in this place. Of course, there was a reason. It was a corner close to 90 degrees. The river surface was narrow, with a dense forest on the left and a high mountain wall on the right.

"There are actually bird guns." Wang Yi grinned.

There were large boulders on the cliff that were pushed down, and bird guns were fired in the forest on the left, and faint smoke was ignited.

The seven ships were in chaos for a while. Although the real function of the giant rocks and bird guns was only to shock, but the five ships ahead were all ordinary ship workers and Yan's house guards. They dared not move forward, but only dared to retreat. They held the bird guns on such a narrow river surface and forced the rocks to turn. This was not a wise choice.

If you go around the corner and accelerate your movement, you may escape... At least most people can escape, but Yan Shifan doesn't have to think about it.

Wang Yi whistled. In just a quarter of an hour, two ships collided, and one of them was even more lucky. He was hit by a huge rock falling from the sky many times, and the deck was actually smashed. The boatman and the Yan Mansion jumped into the river like dumplings.

Yan Shifan stood on the deck in panic, watching the sinking ship not far away. For him, such a life-and-death battle scene has never been seen in his life.

A dense black-sailed boat appeared from the corner, and the boat was full of bandits holding knives and guns. Everyone looked excited and furious... The boss said that this was ill-gotten wealth, this was the birth gift, and we were called robbing the rich to help the poor, and practicing the way for heaven!

There is no way, "The Water Margin of Loyalty" has too much influence among the people. Everyone has heard of it. Huang Nigang Zhijie's birthday gift.

When death was about to begin, Yan Shifan was finally willing to spend money, but the problem was that he couldn't spend money even if he had money.

The two ships carrying hundreds of soldiers were thrown at the end and were not attacked by bird guns or huge rocks. After a brief hesitation, the ship suddenly turned around and retreated regardless of the situation.

A waving his waist knife always stood at the stern of the boat nervously. He looked back at the five large ships surrounded by black-sailed boats, and suddenly spat.

Yan Shifan borrowed five hundred soldiers from Nanjing as guards, but he seemed to have forgotten that his life and death along the way were in the hands of these people. Not only did he not have any rewards, the servants of the Yan Mansion regarded him as a slave and often scolded him or even beat him.

The whip mark on the face of the boss was given by the servant Yan's mansion, just because he wanted to disperse the five hundred soldiers onto seven ships, but he was beaten.

Obviously, Yan Shifan did not trust them. The five ships were loaded with huge wealth he had plundered for more than ten years. How could these soldiers get closer? He trusted the servants of Yan's mansion and the guards who had followed him for many years.

Yan Shifan paid the price for his stinginess, and Wang Yi, who watched this scene from afar, couldn't help laughing. He spent so much effort on these five hundred soldiers, but he didn't expect to retreat before the battle!

In fact, except for Yan Shifan's stinginess, the soldiers of Zhenwu Camp who were newly established in order to kill the Japanese army had received food and wages for a long time. This raid was the last straw that overwhelmed the camel.

Wang Yi kept exchanging his left and right hands holding the telescope, and wiped his clothes hard with his empty hands. At the most critical moment, his palms were wet.

The long hook was placed on the edge of the boat, and the bandits climbed up desperately. The guards on the boat held long sticks and stabbed them down desperately. Soon, the blood dyed the river water red.

Yan Shifan shouted loudly, "If you kill the bandits, you will be rewarded with 200 taels of silver, the injured will be given 500 taels of silver, and the deceased will be given a thousand taels of silver, and you will be paid immediately!"

At the critical moment, Yan Shifan still demanded his life. Several servants from Yan's mansion came up with boxes. Yan Shifan kicked the box and kicked it down. The white silver slammed on the deck.

But he never thought that his reward would have a negative effect.

On the black-sailed boat not far away, a big man shouted: "Brothers, have you heard that, everyone can eat meat when they take this boat!"

Seeing the snowflakes on the deck, the bandits' offensive became even more fierce, and everyone's eyes were full of green light. The other ships didn't know how they got, but at least everyone saw that the ship was full of silver and money.

There was a loud response around him, and more than a hundred bandits rushed up, and dozens of hooks connected to ropes were thrown up.

The ship Yan Shifan is located is the largest and cargo is the most. It was not damaged under the attack of the first round of bird guns and huge rocks. When several other ships were either stranded or semi-sinked, the narrow river surface seemed empty and wide.

With the scolding of Yan Mansion Protective, the boatman turned around desperately and slowly started to move with the help of the wind.

Wang Yi cursed and held a telescope in his left hand and punched the big tree next to him with his right hand.

The ducks that were all at the mouth were about to fly, and the bandits didn't care about the harvest. They threw a lot of hay into the house, followed by burning torches, and several lit black-sailed boats leaned on them and connected them to the big ship with long nails.

In desperation, the big ship could only lean towards the shore on the right side. Dozens of black-sailed boats surrounded the left and right. Yan Shifan, with a pale face, climbed ashore under the escort of dozens of guards. Some servants of the Yan Mansion begged for mercy loudly, hoping to redeem their lives with wealth.

The bandits on the opposite side burst into laughter, and the leading man stared at Yan Shifan with a bearded face, and the steel knife in his hand was trembling slightly.

Just as the dust settled, there was a commotion in the outer black-sailed ships, and the loud shouts of bandits came. Yan Shifan turned his head and looked overwhelmed. The two ships of the five hundred soldiers in Zhenwu camp actually killed them back. The deck was full of martial soldiers holding swords and guns, with murderous aura and imposing momentum.

But the next moment, Yan Shifan was so angry that he spurted out blood... The two ships rushed towards the three ships surrounded on the river.
Chapter completed!
Prev Index    Favorite Next