When yamen runner said this, all the criminals were in uproar.
The criminal who had recognized this as the "hunting ground" knew something clearly. His face was the most ugly, and the gloom of his eyes could not be covered.
Then, the Yamen servants really left. For a moment, there were only twelve people who were brought here with their hands and feet in chains.
"Did I hear that wrong? These sons of bitches put us into the hunting ground to kill those dandies as prey? Fuck his ancestors! Are these animals fucking human? "
The fierce man, after his consternation, was furious.
The man who knew the situation hummed and said: "find a place to hide in a moment. The forest looks big, but the front is the tent camp, and the back is the lion and tiger territory. There are few places we can escape from. At that time, whether we can survive depends on our own ability."
"How can I run when the shackles are so heavy!"
"No wonder they don't bring the old, the weak and the disabled. When they come in, they are the targets for people."
"Yes, what's the fun of target shooting? They just want us to be strong and able to run. The more we run, the more fun it is to kill! I really want to see one of these beasts who don't work! "
More and more abuse.
Liu Muyi stood in place, but looked around. Now he knew what the big man said to the door. The big man, obviously, had been to the hunting ground and was still one of the people who lived.
Ten miles to the left, sour pool.
Maybe that's the only way to do it.
Maybe, he can hide there for a while more, and hide until those boys leave. The hunting ground is closed. Maybe, he can escape!
Thinking of the possibility in his mind, he immediately looked at others.
But when they saw the abuse, some of them were naked. Obviously, they thought of this layer.
Today, it seems inhuman to be reduced to a hunting ground for livestock, but it is also a way of regeneration.
"Dong Dong!" In the distance, drums and gongs vibrated.
Some people shouted: "hunting drums, they are coming in, run!"
The voice of the man didn't fall. In the distance, the sound of horses' hooves came.
A group of people sped away.
Liu Mo didn't dare to run to the pond immediately. He went to another road and planned to wait for the right opportunity before going to the destination.
On the other hand, the front line of the hunting ground.
A flamboyant young man in red, with a bone fan in his hand and a smirk on his face, sighed at the forest: "these young masters of Fu's family are all a family. Who hunts is not the same. As for such a contest, they are all the same."
"Not so." Another young man in blue picked up the white jade glass cup and pecked at the good wine in the cup. His eyes wavered, and he just looked at the young man in red: "although a family, it's inevitable that there will be some competition because it's not from one room."
"Oh, Mr. Yang, it doesn't taste right." A beautiful female voice sounded.
The man in blue, who was called Mr. Yang, took a look: "Miss Song Er is worried, but she is casual. What's wrong?"
"It's not easy for a little girl to listen." The second miss of Song Dynasty wore a silk skirt, and the skirt turned over the curtain. On her face, she smiled subtly: "how do you think young lady, young master Yang, has a hint?"
She said, the glass like eyes, a slight turn, turned to sit in the most right place, the holding jade cup, has not said the white man.
Young master Yang followed her eyes and looked at the man in white. He smiled and asked, "Fu Jiawu, your brothers have gone, but you are not in a hurry?"
The Fu family seems bright, but there is a mess between the rooms inside. Outsiders may not know much about it, but Yang Min and Fu liugongzi, the third room of the Fu family, have a good relationship. Naturally, they know something that others don't know.
"It seems that Mr. Wu has just returned from Jiangnan?"
Yang Min said, and the young man in red also said, "I've heard of Qujiang mansion in Jiangnan. Qujiang Fuyin, eh! Among the people who came out of the Fu family, I haven't seen anyone who would like to be a local official. "
"Don't talk nonsense, brother Liu." Yang Min put down the cup in his hand and said to the young man in red on purpose, "let's pay for the fifth young man of our family, but he is a man of ability. I heard that in Qujiang mansion, he is a great master of Qingtian who is praised by everyone. The common people are very kind."
"No matter how much the people love it, the salary is just like that, a small sesame official..." Liu Sui put in a word, but he didn't say it out. Half of it fell, but it was clear.
"Ha ha..." Miss Song Er couldn't help laughing.
Liu Sui shakes his fan and smiles at the corners of his mouth.
Yang Min coughed and waved: "no nonsense, no nonsense." The smile at the bottom of the eye, however, could not be stopped.
There are other young ladies and princes who laugh with each other, as well as those who are silent. However, the party involved in this case, Fu Jiawu, is just silent, holding the jade cup in his hand, with a stable expression, as if those people who laugh are not themselves."Dong!"
Another sound of exhortation was heard, and the crowd looked up.
Then Miss Song 2's face was pleasantly surprised: "someone pulled the top, who is it?"
"It's amazing! It's only half a pillar of incense for hunting. We haven't entered the arena yet, but someone has hunted the prey. What can it be? Ziyao said that if he does not hunt, he will be a tiger and a leopard. "
Fu ziyao, the fourth son of Fu family, the first son of Sanfang Di, and Fu Zilan's elder brother, the same father and mother.
"Here it is!"
Someone shouted.
They immediately looked at the forest road. Sure enough, they saw some high horses and kicked them back.
"It's the third childe." There's a human voice.
The third son of Fu family, Fu ziyong, the second son of Dafang di.
"Eh, I don't see the prey. It's too big. It's still in the future?"
All the people were full of tongues, and some of them who were attentive had risen and met them in person.
Fu ziyong was born with a strong nature and didn't care about small things. He turned over and dismounted, ignoring the public's enthusiasm, and went directly to the big drum, holding a heavy mallet and beating the drum.
"Dong! Dong! Dong! "
Three times in a row.
There are rules in the hunting ground. Anyone who wins the first prize after hunting must sing a drum three times in person to show the opening. The name taboo should be placed at the top of the hunting ground.
"Fu sangongzi, what are you hunting?" There was a petite young lady, holding a embroidered handkerchief, and asked with a smile.
Fu ziyong put away the drumsticks, raised his hands, and said to the back, "bring them up!"
Then he saw two brave men with big horses, dragging a man with no breath, unkempt face and shackles.
When they saw the body of the man, they were stunned for a moment. Then they laughed: "it's so wonderful. It's so interesting today. It's fun!"