Return of the Swallow

"Thank you Qian Dashan!"

"We ourselves can't remember how long it's been since we've been this full."

"Qian Dashan is really the reincarnation of Bodhisattva. In the future, I will definitely set up a longevity tablet for you and pray for your safety."

...

The common people who received the food were all grateful, talking about gratitude and auspicious words. Zhao Wanjin showed up at the porridge factory every day these days, so he was already familiar with the common people. He served porridge for people and said words to appease everyone.

But the people were so enthusiastic that some old men, women and children even knelt down to kowtow to him immediately.

Someone took the lead, and the people who were full of gratitude but didn't know how to express it all knelt down one after another, bowed and kowtowed, and everyone was grateful to Zhao Wanjin.

Zhao Wanjin's heart was agitated, he walked around the cauldron, helped up a few old people who were closer, and told everyone: "Get up, get up. There are elders among you, so don't try to discourage me.

"I'm a straightforward person with a straightforward temper. My family is not particularly rich, but I'm just a little rich. I also pass by here for business.

"What I can't see the most is the suffering of others. Seeing that after the catastrophe, the big guys still have enough to eat, and what's more, there are children and old people starving to death on the street. Do you think I can see it.

"The imperial court is now resisting the invasion of the northern Tatars. It is a time of tension, and there are times when I can't take care of it for a while. Since I can still afford it, I naturally have to bear it."

Zhao Wanjin saluted as he spoke.

The common people were moved to tears, and shouted, "Thank you Qian Dashan!"

Zhao Wanjin seemed to be unable to hide his face under the praise of everyone, scratched his head, and said: "I can't afford to invite everyone to eat well, and I only have these simplest meals. They don't taste good. Anyway, don't be too polite. Eat it while it's hot."

"Thank you, great benevolent person!"

"The great kindness is really kind!"

...

Everyone was grateful, and emotionally sucked the thick multigrain porridge. The pancakes in their hands were still warm, and they wanted to take a bite. The soft taste and the unique aroma of grain immediately filled the mouth. The more they chewed, the more delicious they were. There is a hint of sweetness in the aroma of grain,

At this time, bite a little pickle and eat a mouthful of porridge, which really warms the whole body from the stomach to the body in the cold winter.

For a time, there were thousands of people in the square, but only one voice could be heard. That is the sound of chewing when eating and sucking when eating porridge.

Qin Yining saw that the common people were very moved by what Zhao Wanjin had said, and she was also happy in her heart.

Even if the reason for her giving porridge was to save her grandma, Qin Yining's heart was unprecedentedly satisfied to help so many people survive the cold and hungry winter.

At this moment, a burst of noise suddenly came from the direction of the main street from the back of the ranks of ordinary people, and the sound of cursing and the exclamation of ordinary people when they were pushed away could be vaguely heard.

Qin Yining, who was hiding in the carriage, narrowed her eyes when she heard the sound, and raised the curtain to look outside. Once she saw who was coming, she knew that the plan had been achieved.

Zhao Wanjin also saw the person coming.

The leader was a thin man with a black face. The skin and flesh on his face had been slack. The lines on his brows and the deep lines under his eyes all made his already unfriendly face even more gloomy. Judging by his attire and the dozen or so local policemen following him, one can tell that he is Gao Dianshi.

Gao Dianshi led the people all the way forward, and when they met people who hadn't reacted, they naturally didn't have the patience to remind them. Gao Dianshi's subordinates immediately slapped them away, and pushed them away without hesitation, even some with poor legs and feet. Slower old people will be kicked mercilessly.

Zhao Wanjin smiled calmly and stood there with his hands down, waiting for Gao Dianshi.

Gao Dianshi and a dozen of his subordinates left the crowd and headed straight for Zhao Wanjin.

The ordinary people who were holding porridge bowls and dry food stopped eating, and looked at Gao Dianshi's line of officials in bewilderment, wondering why these people suddenly came to the porridge factory.

The locals all know how powerful Gao Dianshi and his minions are. They don't think that these people will be kind. Even if they starved to death on weekdays, they didn't see Gao Dianshi blinking. Today must be a bad day!

When the scene was silent, Zhao Wanjin cupped his hands at Gao Dianshi with a smile, "This official, I..."

Before he could finish speaking, a loud slap hit his face, which turned Zhao Wanjin's face away.

Zhao Wanjin was shocked, covered his face and looked at Gao Dianshi: "You, how did you hit you!"

Gao Dianshi's eyes were red, he gritted his teeth without saying a word, and raised his hand to open his mouth again.

Zhao Wanjin and Qin Yining had studied Gao Dianshi's reaction in private, so he was already prepared to go all out to get skinny wounds, and he secretly determined in his heart that he must take good care of this grandson in the future. Screamed: "What are you doing! Why are you hitting someone!"

Without further ado, Gao Dianshi slapped Zhao Wanjin's face several times without saying a word, and finally he kicked Zhao Wanjin's stomach, kicking him away and falling into the crowd.

"Tie me up, take it away!"

"yes!"

As soon as Gao Dianshi ordered, his subordinates immediately followed suit.

At this time, the people had recovered from the shock, and saw that the good man who fed them was slapped for no reason, fell to the ground with a kick, and couldn't get up for a long time. Already out of anger.

Even if they knew what kind of personality Gao Dianshi was, at this moment, the angry common people shouted loudly without any fear.

"Why do you hit someone!"

"What did Qian Dashan do wrong, why did you beat him, and why did you arrest him!"

"We are hungry and cold, and this winter is going to be difficult. We don't see officials coming to help us. Finally, a good person feeds us, but officials come out to beat people. What is the reason for this!"

...

The dissatisfaction of thousands of people turned into a sentence of abuse and voices of injustice, which can be seen in the noise.

In the empty square of the old capital where the dark clouds were overwhelming the city, the echoes of the people's curses could even be heard.

Gao Dianshi is now full of his son who was trampled and abandoned. At this time, he just wants to let this Qiangui experience the same pain, so why would he care what the common people think?

The deafening grievances and swearing were not taken seriously at all. Gao Dianshi walked quickly, and the arresters and followers behind him did not dare to delay. Some people pressed the "comatose" Zhao Wanjin, and some people went around to open the way in front of Gao Dianshi. Push the excited people away.

Seeing this scene, the common people finally couldn't control it, and they couldn't care less about the food in their hands. They crowded and rushed towards Gao Dianshi.

After giving out porridge these days, the number of people who heard the news increased, and there were more than a thousand common people gathered in this small square. Gao Dianshi brought a dozen or so arresters, how could he beat the crowd?

Before they could leave with the unconscious murderer, they were almost pushed down.

In desperation, Gao Dianshi pulled out his saber with a bang, and the silvery blade dangled in the pale winter sun, making him squint his eyes.

"Who dares to move again! Let me see who dares to move!"

Gao Dianshi took the lead, and his subordinates also drew their swords and pointed at the people who were about to rush forward.

The cold blade was pointed at him, the people in front did not dare to step forward, and the people behind did not dare to push easily, for fear of killing others. Some common people shouted loudly: "Don't squeeze those behind, don't squeeze! They have drawn their swords!"

The word "draw the sword" made the crowd even more angry, and their roars were mixed with the sudden blowing of light snow.

"Why do you arrest people! What happened to Qian Dashan, please explain clearly!"

"If there is no evidence, we will never let the money and good people leave here!"

...

The common people were filled with righteous indignation, and they were already in a mess.

Gao Dianshi sneered, and gestured around with his sword: "If you want to ask, I will tell you that this man is a criminal wanted by the court, and he killed someone! We were ordered to come here on business, and we took the prisoner to interrogate the case. You are here to block and stand in the way, could it be that you are his accomplice?"

"Impossible, how could Qian Dashan kill someone? He fed and clothed us who have never met before, and treated us better than our own parents. How could he kill someone?"

"There must be something wrong with this! Qian Dashan will not kill people!"

Gao Dianshi sneered, "Can't kill people? Could it be that murderers would carve letters on their foreheads? I'm ordered to do things, so stop messing around, or you'll be charged as accomplices and beheaded!"

The common people were shocked by Gao Dianshi's words. Since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials. These people are used to being bullied. It is the limit to be able to stand up for Qian Dashan because of their loyalty. Now the officials say that they will be arrested and beheaded as their accomplices. They were scared.

Everyone didn't dare to say more, because they were afraid of being caught and killed.

But the anger in everyone's eyes was real.

Gao Dianshi snorted coldly again, pushed away the people blocking the way, and waved a knife to drive away the people blocking the way like mosquitoes. His subordinates also followed suit. The people were intimidated by the blade, and no one dared to come forward to block the blade with their own flesh and blood.

Can't say, can't fight, can only watch Gao Dianshi take away the "comatose" Qian Dashan who was beaten.

The backs of Gao Dianshi and his party of more than ten people disappeared from sight. After a long time, no one spoke.

There were even women with shallow eye sockets sobbing and crying.