"Qiao Zi, Qiao Zi." A shout repeatedly echoed in the shacks. The voice of the person who shouted was hurried and joyful.
A few heads popped out of the hut and saw a few people passing by with extremely fast footsteps. Looking at the footprints left on the ground, they were all good quality shoes. They were not poor people. Heads poked out of the shacks and even their bodies poked out. There were many people moving in the shacks outside Fushun City.
Several outsiders stopped in front of a shack made of rotten wood. The guide pointed at the shack and shouted excitedly, "The person you are looking for is inside. His name is Qiao Xuenan and he plays the suona. People in the city look for him for weddings and funerals. " After introducing the person, the guide shouted towards the shack, "Qiao Zi, you still haven't come out? You son of a b * tch, you are so lucky. Look who is looking for you. "
A thin face was revealed in the shack. After a long time, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old came out with a stooped waist. He nodded and bowed to the person who came and asked, "Master, why are you looking for me?"
The person who came threw a silver coin to the guide and asked the thin young man, "More than half a month ago, there was a funeral for the Ximen family in the city. In the funeral procession, there was a person who played the suona so loudly that it shook the sky. Was it you?"
The thin young man was wearing ragged clothes and stuffed with a lot of hay to keep warm. He recognized the person who came and knew that the other party was very powerful. He quickly knelt down and begged for mercy while trembling, "Master, I didn't mean to offend you. I was just paid to play the suona for someone else. I really didn't want to oppress you. Please spare me. "
This shack was outside Fushun City. The people who lived here were all poor. People who moved corpses, collected excrement, begged for money, all kinds of lowly jobs were here. This place was wet and muddy in summer and bitterly cold in winter. The people who lived here were all waiting to die.
The thin young man kowtowed. The person who came impatiently shouted, "Get up, I am not here to take your life. Take out your suona, I want to listen. "
Quite a number of people had already gathered around the shack. All of them had messy hair and dirty faces, and were whispering to each other. Everyone recognized who it was, but they didn't know what trouble Qiao Zi, the suona player, had caused.
Hearing that the visitor wanted to listen to the suona, the thin young man could only turn around and return to the shack. His clothes were tattered from top to bottom, but the suona he took out was bright and shiny. The young man composed himself, puffed up his cheeks, and began to play. But after listening for a while, the person waved his hand and shouted, "Stop! Why aren't you boasting as loud as the last time?"
The thin young man said with a bitter face, "I haven't eaten for two days."
"Two taels of silver a month. Come with me." The man waved his hand happily.
"Ah …?" The skinny young man's mind went blank. An uproar broke out among the onlookers. No one dared to believe his words. Quite a few people were asking each other, thinking that they had heard wrongly.
"Is this considered a craft? I just want to recruit a few more craftsmen now." After saying that, the man shouted, "Is there anyone who can play the suona? It's two taels of silver a month. Those who can play other musical instruments are fine too. Even those who can sing are fine. If you miss this opportunity, you won't get it again. If it were any other time, you wouldn't get such good treatment. "
The crowd of onlookers suddenly became restless. After a while, seven or eight people stood up and walked forward. And the only one who could shout such recruitment words was Zhou Qingfeng. This old man had been humiliated during the New Year yesterday. The team he had sent to Shenyang to transport goods had been robbed halfway. But the next day, he didn't rush to settle the score. Instead, he asked someone what kind of musical instrument could play especially loud.
The suona, needless to say, was the suona. The biggest characteristic of this thing was that it was loud. The sound was extremely penetrating, and no one could cover it up in a noisy environment. It was the only way to make a wedding and funeral scene especially noisy. This thing also had another advantage. It was easy to make, even simpler than a small one.
Zhou Qingfeng remembered the suona player he met when he was teaching funerals. The sound was really noisy. But this was the kind of person he was looking for now, so he immediately came looking for him.
Now that they heard that this Zhou Shao actually spent money to recruit people who could play suona and play musical instruments, many people stood up excitedly. Now that everyone around Fushun knew that this old man was forthright, generous, willing to spend money, and also liked to recruit all kinds of craftsmen, they would definitely have a good life if they followed him. But who would have thought that playing the suona could actually earn a living here?
Zhou Qingfeng interviewed on the spot. In the end, he actually found more than a dozen people with various kinds of talents among the lowest of the low. Not only were there people who could play music, but there were also people who could sing. There were all kinds of other professions. He didn't refuse any of them and accepted them all.
"Gao Daniu." Zhou Qingfeng called out after picking out the people.
"Here." The silly Gao Daniu finally learned how to answer loudly. He stood ramrod straight next to Zhou Qingfeng. This once extremely thin young man's weight had more than doubled, and his spirit had undergone earth-shattering changes.
"Take these people to the quarantine station for inspection. Let them eat their fill and wear warm clothes." After giving the order, Zhou Qingfeng cursed in a low voice, "Motherf * cker, my military band and art troupe can finally open for business."
After completing the recruitment, Zhou Qingfeng returned to the Lin Family Inn in the west of the city. Yesterday was just a day of leisure, but today, all the people who were on vacation were all called back. Everyone was full of anger and mobilized. The boss said, "We are being provoked. Someone wants to destroy us. This is absolutely unacceptable."
Now, Zhou Qingfeng's team didn't have an official name, but the team was in a period of rapid expansion. People who joined the team, depended on the team, cooperated with the team, and all kinds of people dreamed of rising to the sky and living a good life with Zhou Qingfeng. No one would allow anyone to destroy it. Even Wang Kai and Wong Yuanwai were furious when they heard that the caravan had been attacked, because some of the goods in the caravan belonged to him.
The people who attacked the caravan had completely poked a huge hornet's nest. Now, a large number of hornets were enraged and flew out of their nest to find the culprit. After being angry, Zhou Qingfeng was very calm. According to Tan Feng's description, he found that he actually didn't prepare a trumpet player for the future army. While others were busy, he still had the leisure to find a suona player.
Back at the inn, Xu Bing reported to Zhou Qingfeng, "Wang Kai's news came the fastest. He said that the people who intercepted our goods were a group of mountain bandits. The leaders of this group are two brothers with the surname Yang. The eldest is Yang Bang, and the younger is Yang Wei. They are deserters of the Iron Mountain Guard. A year ago, they occupied a mountain north of Fushun City and named their territory Tiger Head Mountain. "
Wang Kai's influence was wider than Zhou Qingfeng's, so he quickly gave detailed information. Xu Bing continued, "Wong Yuanwai said that this group of mountain bandits are unmoved by force or persuasion, and they are not easy to deal with. It is said that the government has tried to exterminate them several times but failed. If they are angered, they will cause trouble everywhere. We need to think about it carefully. "
The Yang brothers? Tiger Head Mountain? Yang Bang and Yang Wei?
Zhou Qingfeng suddenly remembered the Second Bandit Chief he had captured when he attacked the Dragon King Temple half a year ago, as well as the two brothers who later helped lead He Zhuo of the Yehe Tribe through the Iron Mountain Wall.
"I thought that these two guys turned over a new leaf and mixed with He Zhuo, but they actually came back to be mountain bandits and even tried to rob me. No wonder I said that the method of attack was so familiar. They were clearly copying me! "
Zhou Qingfeng suddenly saw the light and said, "Why do we need to think about it carefully? My business is still in its initial stage, so I must maintain a high momentum of development. Only by continuous development can I attract more talents to join me. Once I suffer a setback, I will stagnate or even decline. Don't think too much about it. After determining the location of these two bandit leaders, I will directly take some people to exterminate them. "
Zhou Qingfeng's tough attitude made Xu Bing slightly silent. She had been working for Zhou Qingfeng for some time, but she had been a criminal police officer for a long time and was subject to a lot of laws and regulations as well as various restrictions from various leaders. She subconsciously sought stability, unlike Zhou Qingfeng who was simple and crude.
"If you want to destroy this gang, I have no objection. I also believe that you have this ability. " Xu Bing couldn't stop Zhou Qingfeng, but as Zhou Qingfeng's right-hand man, she must give her opinion. "How are you going to find this group of people? Go to that Tiger Head Mountain? I'm afraid that's impossible. "
Going into the mountain to exterminate bandits in the winter? Forget it. You'll die.
Zhou Qingfeng naturally shook his head and said, "I don't believe that these bandits will stay in the mountain in the winter. They will freeze to death without food and water. There must be a village as their peripheral base, and their subordinates may even be both commoners and bandits. "
On the map, Zhou Qingfeng used the place where Tan Feng was attacked as a dot, and drew a circle with a radius of a day's round-trip journey. The villages and fortresses within the circle were suspicious locations. However, the scope of the investigation was still too large. Then, the minimum limit was to provide food and accommodation for more than 200 people, excluding some villages that were too small and too remote. These areas that needed to be investigated were reduced to a dozen large settlements.
"Send someone to these places to spread the news. Whoever can tell me the whereabouts of these bandits, I will guarantee the safety of his family and reward him with a hundred taels of silver." Zhou Qingfeng threw the pen on the table and laughed sinisterly, "Spread the news again. Whoever dares to protect these bandits and doesn't report, I will kill their entire family."
Xu Bing did not react to this order, but Chun Ni, who was in charge of recording beside her, said angrily, "How can you kill people at the drop of a hat? You even said that you will kill an entire family. If one person is at fault, can the whole family be at fault too? What if you kill the wrong person? Are the lives of the poor not lives? "
Zhou Qingfeng turned around and sneered, "Little girl, you're not going to pretend to be stupid anymore?"
Chun Ni only frowned coldly …
Zhou Qingfeng's expression turned cold and said, "I have saved enough poor people, so what if I kill a few by mistake? The official title of Fushun Patrol Inspector is in my hands. When an official kills people, it is called suppressing the law and punishing thieves. "
These words made Chun Ni's face turn even more ashen. She must be cursing Zhou Qingfeng in her heart. Xu Bing watched from the side and said with a smile, "Chun Ni, your Big Brother Qingfeng is ruthless and has the heart of a Buddha. We want to save people, but we can't save everyone. "
It was unknown which nerve of Chun Ni's was touched, but she suddenly lowered her head and cried, "Then have you ever thought about how miserable it is for the innocent to die unjustly? You have money and power, so you have never suffered. Do you know how difficult it is for the poor to survive? The poor have not done anything wrong, yet they can still fall from the sky and have nowhere to redress their grievances. But you guys don't care at all. If we, the commoners, die. We have to run far away. "
Zhou Qingfeng couldn't bear to see Chun Ni crying. He exchanged a glance with Xu Bing and said, "If you have any grievances, just say it. Maybe I will help you avenge it."
But Chun Ni kept a straight face and clenched her small fist, saying, "I don't want a heartless scoundrel like you to help me. I swore that I will avenge myself. "
Zhou Qingfeng got snubbed again and rolled his eyes. Xu Bing hugged Chun Ni lovingly and comforted her. She then asked Zhou Qingfeng, "Even if you find that group of people, how are you going to fight them? According to Tan Feng's description, there are quite a lot of bandits and they are quite organized. Plus, they are running around everywhere, so they are not easy to deal with. "
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