The mountains were high, the Emperor was far away, and the people in the countryside were cruel. In the present Qing Kingdom, all of the officials were under the powerful supervision of the Overwatch Council. However, the Overwatch Council was, after all, a somewhat deformed organization. It was impossible for it to control all the joints of a feudal dynasty from top to bottom. The lower it went, the more remote it was, the more despicable the faces of the officials, the privileged class of officials, became.
Dazhou was a remote province. Although the bailiffs and officials here could not be said to be like wolves and tigers, it was clear that they were not good people who loved the people. Particularly on such a hot summer day, when the sun made the bailiffs sweat, it had also sunk away much of their rationality.
In addition to the 1.5 kilograms of beef and 20 grams of white wine, the alcohol roasted the bailiffs' hearts. They left the small wine beach and came to the noodle stall. With a smile, they stared at the beautiful female boss and began to drool.
Teasing a woman in public was not something normal bailiffs and officials would do. If this had happened in the past, these bailiffs would probably have just looked and let it go. For some reason, they could not move their feet. The words in their mouths began to become dirty. A few of them, whose faces were red from drinking too much, had the intention of asking the woman in the noodle stall to keep them company.
It was all because the yellow wine was too easy to drink, the white wine was too strong, and the woman in the noodle stall was too delicate and pretty.
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Gao Da married a wife in Dazhou. He had never told her what happened in the past. He just lived his life peacefully.
Sometimes, he felt that the heavens were indeed looking out for him to have given him such a beautiful wife at the beginning of the second half of his life. She was a widow, mute, and had a son. Even so, Gao Da still felt that he was very lucky.
She was a famous beauty in Dazhou. In Gao Da's eyes, she was not much worse than Si Lili, who had been sent to Northern Qi.
Furthermore, she was very gentle, virtuous, and good, so good that he didn't know what words to use to describe her.
In order to hide his true identity, Gao Da should not have married such a dazzling and beautiful woman. However, he liked her and felt pity for her. Incidentally, he also felt pity for the one-year-old boy.
The mute lady also liked the honesty of this stranger, the muscles on his body that were full of strength, and the feeling of reliability and safety.
Although she was beautiful, she was a mute widow after all, so she did not expect any good ending in life. She didn't have any relatives in Dazhou City. Those men who were always drooling over her probably only coveted her body and wanted to tie her back to be a concubine. It was even just that … her mute wife wasn't willing. She just wanted a simple and warm home.
Very naturally, these two people came together. They invited a few neighbors to a meal, and Song Changgong, who came from a foreign land, stayed with the poor mute widow in Dazhou City. Then he opened a noodle shop.
The one-year-old child would sometimes come to the noodle stall, but when business was good, he could only ask the old lady in the neighborhood to take care of him.
The people in Dazhou were as simple and reliable as the people around the Qing Kingdom. However, the officials and bailiffs were not people. From ancient times until now, they had never been people.
Thus, Gao Da's wrist that was picking noodles sank. His face was slightly lowered. Shrouded in the steam rising from the noodle pot, it was impossible to see the emotions in his eyes.
The woman's face was flushed. It was a blush of embarrassment and anger. She listened to the increasingly filthy words in the shop. Tears of humiliation gradually rose in her eyes. She glanced at her husband beside Noodle Soup, hoping to see something. However, she didn't see anything. She was slightly disappointed and resigned to her fate. Before they got married, she knew that Brother Song was a timid person and an honest man who didn't say much more than she did.
The silence of the noodle stall couple encouraged the bailiffs' arrogance. Matters of the world were always like this. When one side oppressed the other, if there was no resistance, the power of the oppression would grow.
One of the bailiffs stretched out his hand to grab the mute woman's small white and tender hand. She dodged it. The bailiffs became unhappy and began to curse.
Gao Da tightened his grip on his chopsticks. However, he knew that he had to endure it. If anything happened, he and his wife would be wanted by the Imperial Court. Furthermore, he was, after all, an ace of the early royal court. He always had some confidence in the Qing officials. He always thought these bailiffs were just there to enjoy themselves and would leave later.
However, these bailiffs did not leave. A high-ranking official from the Ministry of Justice was holding down the fort in Dazhou. Supposedly, he was investigating a major case in secret. That was why he had chased the lower-ranking bailiffs out and forced them to walk arduously under the blazing sun.
They hid in the shadow of the noodle shop and teased the beautiful but mute young lady. What a delightful thing it was! As for the man in the noodle stall? These bailiffs knew that although the man surnamed Song looked extremely sturdy, he was a piece of trash who couldn't even fart.
Teasing the wife of a trash in front of his face, wouldn't that be even more delightful?
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The other people in the noodle shop saw that the situation was not right and had long snuck away. Before they left, they cast a sympathetic and warning gaze toward Gao Da. The people did not fight with officials. They didn't want the owner of the noodle shop to actually start a fight with the bailiffs.
Gao Da didn't make a fuss. He just held his chopsticks and quietly called his wife back to the back of the shop. He then walked to the side of the table and awkwardly pushed up his cheeks. A smile that was uglier than crying rose to his face. He said a few words of flattery and begged for mercy.
It was indeed very awkward. In this life, Gao Da had only flattered Fan Xian. Fan Xian thought his flattery wasn't good enough and stopped him from learning from Wang Qinian. From that day onwards, Gao Da no longer sucked up to anyone. Even a third-rank official had to be extremely courteous in front of him.
To flatter and beg for mercy from these bailiffs was already the greatest concession Gao Da had made for his life. He had been messing around in the world for three years. Logically speaking, he should have learned some things. However, he was, after all, a Tiger Guard Gao Da with a knife in hand. He had defeated the enemy in one move in Shangjing. How could he truly break his pride and become a shrimp on the beach?
Tiger Guards were not guards. They were not there to serve people. They were there to kill people.
The bailiffs suddenly felt that a mountain had appeared in front of them. It was the owner of the noodle shop. An imposing aura hit them in the face and made their teasing and obscenities stop abruptly.
A moment later, they felt humiliated and angry because of their absent-mindedness. How could this honest person in front of them be so scared that they didn't dare to speak? It was clearly this Song guy who was bent over and smiling with all his might. Because of their humiliation and anger, they became more and more arrogant. They slammed the scabbards on the table with a deafening sound.
Gao Da's eyes landed on their scabbards. He suddenly remembered that it had been a long time since he had touched a knife. He only held a pair of long black wooden chopsticks in his hands.
He didn't make a sound and didn't resist. He allowed them to curse because he wanted to protect his wife and her child. He didn't want his wife and child to wander the world because of him.
Even Gao Da himself didn't want to wander the world anymore. After escaping from Dong Mountain, he could have gone to Dongyi or Northern Qi, but he didn't want to. After all, he was a Qing person. He wanted to stay in the Qing Kingdom, even if the place he stayed would still have officials like tigers and wolves and the unfairness of the world.
Gao Da was enduring it with great difficulty. He was pretending to be weak and inexperienced.
He suddenly heard a strange sound. Turning his head to look, he saw a drunk bailiff leaning against his wife's side. His hand was moving toward the round spot under the cloth skirt.
Gao Da's hand holding the chopsticks tightened like he was holding a very long knife.
His expression didn't change. His gaze remained calm. There was no longer any restraint or pretense. He didn't need to think about anything. He just followed his instincts that he hadn't seen for three years and naturally swung his knife forward.
Just like how he had swung at Xiao En, the assassin, and the wind, the Tiger Guard used a long knife. In this life, he would only use the simplest method to cut through all the problems in front of him.
Perhaps Gao Da had chosen the wrong path in the past three years. He was a saber wielder, not a subordinate.
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Gao Da seemed to have forgotten that he was not holding a knife in his hand but a pair of chopsticks as he swung down.
The bailiffs were laughing loudly as they watched. In a moment, they were going to ask their brother if the mute woman's butt was really that bouncy. Furthermore, they were going to take advantage of the chaos to go up and touch that butt a few times after the Song man was knocked to the ground.
With a crack, the chopsticks broke.
The entire noodle stall fell silent.
The mute woman stared in a daze at the scene in front of her. Her pupils gradually constricted. She appeared terrified and shocked. She couldn't believe what she was seeing. Her mouth gurgled. She wanted to cry out, but she couldn't make a sound.
The bailiffs in the noodle stall also stopped their laughter and all their actions. They just stared dumbly in that direction.
A pair of black wooden chopsticks had been cut in two. One of the chopsticks had already slit the bailiff's throat like a sharp blade!
The bailiff's chest was dripping with blood. His throat had been cut open by the chopsticks, revealing his windpipe and esophagus. There were also some unknown blood vessels.
The bailiff stared with a pair of dead fish pearl-like eyes at Gao Da, who stood like a mountain in front of him. He slowly knelt down. Even in death, he did not understand why his throat had been cut open when he had only touched the woman's butt. He also did not understand how the pair of black chopsticks in the noodle stall owner's hands could be so sharp!
Gao Da's hand, which held the chopsticks, was very steady. When the bailiff died in front of him, he no longer seemed to be a noodle stall owner, but an extremely terrifying swordsman. That familiar feeling returned to his body.
He walked forward and gently hugged the woman. He quietly said something by her ear and furrowed his brows slightly. He knew he had struck too hard. This bailiff's crime was not worthy of death. He had revealed his hand. Under the investigation of the Qing Kingdom's powerful state apparatus, people would probably find out about his past.
However …
Gao Da had not struck out in anger and could not control himself. In reality, he had only lightly waved the chopsticks. He had forgotten that he was an ace at the peak of the eighth-level. He had also forgotten that the people making trouble in the noodle stall were not enemies of the Junshang Conference or the Northern Qi Brocade Guard. They were just some hateful, shameful, and pitiful bailiffs.
It was just a misunderstanding, a fatal misunderstanding. Gao Da had overestimated these bailiffs, so he had easily killed a person.
When the other bailiffs in the noodle stall saw this, their bodies trembled. They didn't know who the owner of the noodle stall was. They were even more shocked by this bloody scene. After a long while, one of the more timid bailiffs finally screamed. "Who is it?
The scream brought everyone back to their senses. They would rather die than believe that there was someone in this world who could use a pair of chopsticks to kill someone. They thought their eyes were playing tricks on them. Perhaps the noodle stall owner had hidden some weapon earlier and caused their brother's death.
One of the bailiffs secretly slipped away to report to the government. Under the lead of a small leader, the others pulled out the knives on the table and charged toward Gao Da with a loud yell.
Gao Da lowered his head and explained something to his wife. The chopsticks in his hand had already fallen to the ground. He found that his wife was terrified.
His hand reached into the wind of knives and snatched a knife. Very casually, he swung it out. There was a clanging sound, a bloody wind, and a bloody mist. The bailiffs had no power to retaliate. Their heads and bodies fell into the noodle stall.
All of the bailiffs were dead. They died cleanly.
Half covered in blood, Gao Da held a knife in one hand and supported his wife with the other as he walked out of the noodle stall. It shocked the people on the street into an uproar. Like the tide, they parted to form a path.
He knew he had to leave Dazhou as soon as possible and had to hurry. Killing these bailiffs was nothing because he was called Gao Da, the leader of the Tiger Guards. He had always been a weapon for killing. His past life and history meant that he could not stay in the noodle stall forever. However, now that he had a wife and a child, he did not want to die under the pursuit of the court, so he had to escape with all his might.
Under the scorching sun, Gao Da and his wife embarked on the road of escape after killing people on the street. The couple did not say anything. They rushed home as soon as possible, picked up their son from the hands of the neighbor's aunt, and then picked up some money, preparing to leave the city.
Along the way, the mute woman did not say a word, but her stubborn and beautiful face was full of trust and admiration for the man. She was willing to follow him.
Under the scorching sun, Gao Da held the child, held the knife, looked at his wife, and thought of the future wandering in Jianghu. A strong sense of apology and uneasiness welled up in his heart. He said softly, "Wife, I owe you too much."
However, the government of Dazhou reacted faster than ever. Before Gao Da had a chance to make up for the debt in his heart, the city gate of Dazhou had already been tightly closed.
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