Five people wearing Confucian robes and Huang Bingkun were in a stalemate, each of them widened their eyes, and blood seemed to be dripping from their eyes.√∟, the leader seemed to be famous, and said that he was not a robbery, pointing at Huang Bingkun and saying loudly: "You are a traitor, you are troubled by the South China Sea, slaughtering gentry, harming the people, and resisting the royal army-"

Huang Bingkun didn't know who these people suddenly appeared, but these people hated the thief and wanted to destroy the thief and then quickly. He quickly said, "Brother, I'm not a traitor..."

"Yu! You are not a traitor, who else is a traitor? You have been deeply grateful to the court. In Linggao, you allow the bandits to be big. You don't think of the saints to learn the art of sages. Why are such an unfaithful and unfilial person not a traitor? Death is a small person, and losing integrity is a big person. If you don't perform filial piety for the court, you will be a traitor. If you guard the country's gates and share the worries of the emperor, why are you not a traitor? Today, we will eliminate the harm to the court, and then..."

As soon as the word "天" was released, a piece of dirt was touched on the head of the leader. With a "Oh" sound, he immediately covered his face and squatted down. It turned out that Huang Bingkun saw that the other party obviously regarded him as a thief and had to get rid of it quickly. Based on the principle that a hero would not suffer the loss in front of him, he took the lead.

When the dirt blocks took action, he rushed towards the shorter man on the right, grabbed the wooden stick, pushed it away and ran away.

The other party has a Confucian shirt and a Confucian scarf, and she wears it with a graceful look. She can only pull her back when she chases people to fight. One of these five people can't escape Huang Bingkun when she sees them.

But Huang Bingkun went to visit the gentry and was wearing a long gown. He ran quickly and didn't pay attention to the stones under his feet. He wrapped his legs in the long gown and mixed them with the stones. He immediately ate the shit. When he fell down, his right shoulder hit the wall and his stick took off his hand. When he wanted to get up again, the few people behind him had already chased him. The first one hugged his head and beat him, shouting: "Thief, die!"

Huang Bingkun has been suppressing bandits for many years and has a richer fighting experience. Seeing that he couldn't escape, he hugged his head and grabbed a stick with his back. This stick made Huang Bingkun dizzy. Fortunately, it was not a must. He picked up the wooden stick that had just fallen to the ground and fought with the few people he caught up with. These people in Confucian shirts were not as weak as ordinary scholars. He was very powerful, and wielding his sticks makes him lively. Fortunately, they did not have the fighting skills - Huang Bingkun was clumsy on his left and right, and finally resisted it.

However, he was one-on-five guys, who were not good at his hands, gradually fell into a disadvantage. He was thinking about how to get out, but suddenly a cry came from a distance: "Over there, hey. What are you doing over there?" The sound seemed to be that the yamen runners patrolling the streets, and the few people besieging Huang Bingkun saw that it was not good, so they turned around and drilled into the alley, and soon disappeared. Only the one who fought with Huang Bingkun was firmly grasped by the shirt and was eager to break free. The yamen runners rushed over and grabbed the two of them respectively.

The two men were clamped by two yamen runners, and they were not afraid of it. Huang Bingkun stood up and felt something flowing on his face. He stretched out his hand but was covered in blood. He was shocked. Fortunately, he realized that he had broken his scalp when he fell just now, and it was not serious. Then he calmed down. The Confucian scholar in the long robe was clamped with his arm and shouted and scolded: "The thief, destroying the reputation and teaching people's hearts! The thief, what is my parents' crime? You hang them! The thief is debauchery, shameless, what is my sister's crime? I was actually taken to be a slave! The thief! Being greedy for profit and forgetting righteousness, all the cows in my family took away-" The yamen runner saw him cursing the thief, and quickly shouted: "What are you talking nonsense! Go wake up first if you drink too much!"

Because both of them were dressed as scholars, the night patrol officers did not know the details for a while. I was afraid that the scholars and scholars who were famous had drunk too much and did not dare to make trouble, but they just kept the person from causing trouble.

However, the other party didn't care and kept struggling and kicking: "Battle thief! You are hurting the truth and colluding with the government. How much money did you give Xiong Wencan..." He heard two bangs, and a yamen runner was afraid that he would "not respond" to the nonsense, so he gave the Confucian scholar two mouths. They were all family-born skills, and they were cruel and vicious. The scholar immediately bleeding from the mouth and couldn't speak. The leading yamen runner heard his words and knew that this person might have had some connection with the "Australians". He couldn't afford to offend him. He quickly smiled and beat Huang Bingkun with apologized: "You are scared, are you okay?"

"It's not a problem. Fortunately, I've suffered a lot." Huang Bingkun took out a famous sect, and the yamen runner's eyes flashed: This is a post from the Liang Mansion! He quickly smiled and said, "If you have nothing to do, go back first. We brothers will wake him up first sober up so that he won't let him suck..."

Huang Bingkun was not surprised at this surprise attack on the street, let alone frightened. Since organizing scholars to spy on military affairs, Huang Bingkun has always prepared a group of vicious thieves to suddenly appear, holding a short handful of fire to fire guns at him. Today's scene made him laugh and cry. Seeing the yamen runners grab the almost crazy Confucian scholar and press him down, the turban fell, and his hair was as messy as a refugee. He could only hear him screaming at the top of his lungs but could not hear what he was scolding.

He smiled bitterly. Just as the yamen runners were about to bring the county yamen with the Confucian scholars, the Confucian scholars struggled to pounce on Huang Bingkun. Fortunately, the yamen runners had tied him up and pulled him away. But at this moment, a mouthful of sticky phlegm with blood was spit out of the Confucian scholar's mouth and flew to Huang Bingkun's face. Huang Bingkun hurriedly wiped it with his sleeves and found that the sleeves were covered with blood, mixed with the phlegm and blood, and a tooth that had just been knocked off.

Huang Bingkun lay down until noon the next day. Although he was not seriously injured yesterday, the servant went out to find a doctor to apply some cuttlefish bone powder and stop the bleeding on his forehead. However, he was still bruised. He thought that he might as well just take care of it for a few days, but there were endless people coming to visit him. It turned out that the servant had already reported to Lin Xiucai for the attack. Some of them came to visit him one after another. Some of them did not come, so they sent the servant to deliver food and medicine.

Huang Bingkun has never been such a highly anticipated person in his life, so he has to get up for a social event. After a day, his back hurts and his mouth and tongue are dry. He finally sent off the last group of guests and sat down to rest.

The servant decocted him a decoction to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, and took a few sips. He felt sore all over his body. He ran around for these days, visited many people, and made friends with scholars from the county school. After calculating that he had been in Guangzhou for more than a month, he had no time to read some miscellaneous books by some thieves. At this moment, he relaxed, which made Huang Bingkun's mind clearer.

Looking back on his actions in Linggao, he could not say that he was exhausted, but he resolved it without any action. The so-called "jump clown" was probably just like that.

After finally arrived in Guangzhou, these days not only did not make him feel that "the sky in the liberated area is a bright sky", but instead gave him deep disappointment and suspicion. The dirty and chaos here, the poverty of the people... seemed to be comparing everything for him. However, the thieves did whatever they wanted inside and outside the city. The government not only did nothing, but many profit-seeking villains flattered the thieves in all respects. Even the students in the county school had no moral integrity.

It's funny that everything goes well in Guangzhou because everyone thinks that he is well versed in "Hongshu". Huang Bingkun pinched the teeth in his hand. After being vomited on his face yesterday, he kept careful. He was like-minded with him in Guangzhou, probably these unknown scholars.

Yes, I should talk to him!

Huang Bingkun called the servant and asked him to go to the Nanhai County Government to inquire about the situation of the person who was taken by the servant yesterday. The servant came back shortly after he left.

"The scholar was dead yesterday." said the servant.

"What?!" Huang Bingkun was shocked, "I died in just one night?"

"Yes," said the servant, "I heard from the people inside that he was taken to the class room last night. I went to see him early this morning and had already committed suicide by hanging his beam!"

Huang Bingkun's palm aches, as if he was stabbed by his teeth. He quickly threw his teeth out. He asked again:

"Is he really committing suicide?"

"The head of the house said that he committed suicide, and said that it was not the first time he was arrested..."

"What's going on, please tell me in detail."

"Yes." The servant said that the scholar was originally a child of a grain household in Dongguan County, named Lei Lunfu. A few years ago, when the thief was fighting, his family organized a brave force to fight against the thief, but the whole family was destroyed. Only one girl was said to have been kidnapped to Linggao. He studied in the county town himself, because Dongguan paid the city redemption fee, which was considered a disaster.

"I can't blame him for holding such a grudge against the thief." Huang Bingkun nodded secretly.

"Since then, he has been a little crazy." The servant continued, "I have posted posts in Guangzhou all day long, and went to the yamen to complain several times. Seeing that the government ignored him, he went to Zijihao to make trouble again. He was driven out by the escort agency. It was not counted that Master Guo Dongzhu used some methods to remove his scholar's reputation and asked the Nanhai County Office to arrest him and imprison him for half a month. He suffered a lot in prison."

"Then what?"

"Then he became more and more in opposition to Australians-" The servant said that this person gathered a group of people he had encountered and went to Ziji to make trouble. He was taken away by Nanhai County a few days ago and beaten dozens of boards, and was released.

So that's the case. Huang Bingkun was solemn and respectful. This was a righteous man! I just don't know who the other people were. If I could contact him, I would have some help in his great cause.

"You go to the yamen to find out which ones are about with this person, who is his surname and where he lives."

The servant smiled and said, "Master Huang, why do you need to pay for this? Give me a few taels of silver to the head of the yamen. You can deal with it as much as you want, Young Master." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!