Zhao San was uneasy. Seeing that the old man was dead, he began to think: Even if Guo Shao could quickly guess the mastermind through the living witnesses, it would be too quick to retaliate. After all, it takes time to arrange the manpower.
When Zhao San first arrived, he asked the old man if he knew Guo Shao. He was worried and angry and thought that Guo Shao wanted to harm him, and that Dong the bricklayer was a killer sent by Guo Shao to assassinate him. Now Zhao San suddenly thought that maybe Dong the bricklayer was caught stealing, but it just happened that this guy had stayed in Guo Shao's house, that's all.
He was indeed a little paranoid, but he was really scared. Guo Shao was a high-ranking general who had fought in many battles and had many brothers under him. Would he take revenge on him? How would he take revenge
According to Zhao San's instructions, several servants began to deal with the thief's body. One of them went to the stable to find a car to load it, otherwise no one wanted to carry the body on the street.
Dong Er from the stable drove a cart loaded with groceries and waited at the side gate of the yard. Dong Er was a groom and a servant of the Zhao family. He heard someone shouting from inside: "Dead body, Dong Er, come to help."
Dong Er then put the reins on the stake next to him and walked into the door, only to see a dead body wrapped in a torn straw mat. The body had lost one shoe and was barefoot. The straw mat was short, so the dead man's bare foot was exposed. It was a tragic death. But Dong Er was not surprised. When he fled from Hedong, he saw many people who died tragically along the way, and they were not much better than the person in front of him. Some people who died of starvation were even more miserable. They wanted to have a full meal before they died, but they couldn't. Dong Er had tasted the taste of hunger, and it was hard to describe.
But when he got closer, he was immediately shocked and stood there motionless. The dead body in front of him was none other than his father.
Dong Er never expected that his father would come all the way to Tokyo, and he never expected that his father would die in the Zhao Mansion.
"What are you standing there for? Come and help carry it," the servant shouted. Another person said, "Let the three of us carry it." Dong Er was so frightened that they laughed a few times.
Even Dong Er’s voice was unclear.
A servant said: The thief we caught this morning stole some food from the kitchen and hid in the firewood pile. Zhao Sanlang came up to interrogate him and stuffed a wheat cake into his mouth, choking him to death. Zhao Sanlang was very ruthless, but for a thief who was so poor, it's no big deal if he dies. Dong Er, why are you so scared
Dong Er said in a trembling voice: Zhao Yanei killed someone, but the government didn't investigate him.
The servant said: When has there been no distinction between the noble and the humble? Why would the government disturb the Zhao family for the lowly life of an old thief? Even a thousand deaths of such a person would not be as good as the death of Zhao Sanlang alone.
Dong Er believed what the servant said. Zhao's Alang and his son Zhao Kuangyin were both generals of the imperial army. Even if such people committed a crime, the government would not dare to investigate them; what's more, the victims were lowly people who no one cared about. The victims also stole things from the Zhao family beforehand. Although the mistakes were minor, it was common for villains to lose their lives for minor mistakes.
No one can control Zhao San, at least no one can control them for the sake of a worthless life.
Someone else said: "It's not a good idea to leave him outside the city. There is a sloping land beside the Bianshui River in the northeast of the city. It was originally a mass grave where dead bodies were buried during the war in Tokyo. Let's go there and dig a hole and bury the body."
Someone agreed: "It's better to bury it. If you dump it on the roadside, people will always ask about it, which is not nice to say. Dig a hole and bury it, who will care about the dead body?"
Yes, fortunately there is a mass grave, otherwise Tokyo would be full of people and there wouldn’t even be a place to bury them.
Several people carried the body onto the carriage, which had no canopy, so they brought some straw for lighting fires and covered the body with it. They drove the carriage out of the yard through a side door.
Dong Er followed him and saw the place clearly. He returned to Zhao's house quietly, saying that he had a stomachache and was going to see a doctor, and asked his companions to help with the stable work. Then he went back to his own place, lifted a floor tile from the corner, dug up the soil and quietly took out a jar from the ground.
He wiped away tears secretly while taking the money, and felt even more sad when he found that the money was not enough to buy a coffin.
Born as a son, his father died without even a coffin. He just wrapped himself in a straw mat and dug a hole barefoot to bury him. Dong Er felt that it was too shameful to live in this world. He didn't even dare to cry, so he could only hide in a corner and wipe away his tears secretly, not letting others know.
If the people in the Zhao Mansion knew that the old man killed by Zhao San was Dong Er's father, would Dong Er still stay in the Zhao Mansion? No master would keep a servant who harbored hatred for his father's murder in his home. It would be the most merciful thing to do to drive him away directly. But what puzzled Dong Er was: why should he stay in the Zhao Mansion and work for the enemy who killed his father
If his father had not died, he would certainly not be willing to leave the Zhao Mansion. Even being a slave was better than begging for a living outside.
Dong Er squatted in the corner for a long time. He originally wanted to use the money he saved to buy a coffin, and then secretly dig up his father's body and bury it again at night. But he didn't have enough money to buy a coffin, and he didn't know what to do for a while.
Dong Er began to recall his father's life. In fact, he didn't think highly of his father. He loved to steal in his hometown and was very lazy. He made his family live a hard life. When there was a famine, they couldn't survive. His mother starved to death. But no matter what, he was Dong Er's biological father. No matter how hard life was, no matter how bad the food was, no matter how badly Dong Er was treated, it was his father who raised him up.
What's more, Dong Er felt mainly sad and pitiful when he thought about it. His father had never had a good day, had to eat coarse food to survive, and suffered a lifetime. In the end, he died so miserably and was buried in a mass grave like rubbish with humiliation.
Thinking of this, Dong Er felt that his father was truly pitiful and that he himself was extremely unfilial, and he couldn't help but feel sad.
In Guo's mansion, Yang Luo, Zuo You, Jing Niang and others were all in the living room, sitting below Guo Shao. Zuo You said: The courtyard opposite the main gate of the mansion must be bought for the additional guards to live in. There should be more sentries and patrols on the sides and back of the mansion, and they should take turns to guard; in the inner house of the mansion, Jing Niang has some women under her command, and she should choose some with good skills to take care of the master's daily life nearby.
Guo Shao said: Actually, there is no need to be so nervous now. If Zhao San fails in his first attack, he can still have a second chance. Besides, this man has just come of age and there is no one around him who can be used. Li Xiaer, who is still useful, is dead. Even if Zhao San wants to do something reckless, he is powerless. What I am most concerned about now is how this matter will end.
Yang Biao advised: "Brother, what you said makes sense, but we still have to be careful in the future. Brother, when you go out in the city, try not to ride a horse, it is better to take a car."
Second brother, what you said is right. Guo Shao nodded.
Because Guo Shao was good at archery, when he heard the suggestion of abandoning the horse and driving the carriage, he immediately thought of ambush and wounding people. A bow and crossbow are not sniper rifles, so it is not so easy to ambush and kill people, but it does have a certain degree of danger.
Arrows need to kill people with one shot, and they need to hit the head and not the helmet, otherwise it is difficult to kill people with one arrow, especially when the generals usually wear soft armor to protect their chests when they go out. There are two generals in the imperial army, who are bragging about who is taller and shorter, and neither of them is willing to give in. Later, they simply compare the scars on their bodies, and whoever has more scars will be the boss. As a result, one of them has dozens of arrow wounds on his body. The other general just calls him the boss because he has been shot by dozens of arrows and has not died.
To shoot a small target in the vital part with one arrow, the killer needs to be highly skilled in martial arts and trained in archery since childhood. But why would such a skilled person, in the current era of ruling the country by force, engage in such business? The most powerful ones have long been the generals of the imperial army. Although they are also risking their lives, they eat the emperor's food in an upright manner, live with dignity, and are legally protected by social rules without having to worry about anything. This is probably much better than killing people for a living. Therefore, the right way is to learn civil and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family.
If you want to kill someone with one arrow, you can only use a bow, not a crossbow; just like Guo Shao shot and killed Zhang Yuanhui, a fierce general of the Northern Han Dynasty, with one arrow. This kind of thing cannot be done with a crossbow. In Guo Shao's opinion, the biggest advantage of a crossbow should be that the user does not need too much practice, unlike bows and arrows that ordinary people cannot use at all; but the crossbow itself is very dependent on the manufacturing process. No matter how good the craftsmanship is in this era, it is only so-so and has poor controllability. On the contrary, the bow relies on human skills, which can be achieved through training, and may have extremely high accuracy.
In short, it is not easy to kill the target only with bows and crossbows. During the reign of Emperor Xianzong of Tang Dynasty, the local military governors were lawless and sent people to Chang'an to assassinate the prime minister. They shot and injured the person first, and then went forward to kill him with close combat.
But if you are unlucky and careless, and get shot in the face, you are done for. That's why Guo Shao agreed with his second brother's suggestion. If you ride in a carriage, you won't be sniped. Arrows don't have high penetration. If you are shot to death in a carriage, it would be incredible.
However, the possibility of Zhao San making another move is low, at least for the time being. Guo Shao just wants to find something to hold against him and beat him to death in public, but this depends on the emperor's attitude.
Guo Shao pondered and said: I went to the Imperial Guards Department today, and when I came back, I met Prime Minister Wang Pu in the west of the Imperial City. Wang Pu said that the emperor sent eunuchs to the Palace Front Department this morning to call Zhao Kuangyin into the palace.
Yang Biao asked: What does the official mean
Guo Shaodao: It is very likely that Zhao Kuangyin was asked to read the confessions of the prisoners and the memorials of the ministers on the trial, and then the matter was discussed in person and Zhao Kuangyin was asked to explain. If it was not this matter, but military affairs, the emperor would usually call Zhang Yongde and Zhao Kuangyin together, rather than summoning Zhao Kuangyin alone.
After hearing this, Zuo You said: “I’m afraid this matter is a little uncertain. The emperor is determined to fight the Northern Expedition. At this juncture, he certainly does not want the generals to reach a life-and-death situation, which will only lead to internal friction.”
Guo Shao nodded and said: I don't want to have a grudge with Zhao Kuangyin, but Zhao San has done so many things that I feel very uneasy about him. He is a nuisance.
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