Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

"Old thief Qin, your village is simply a village of thieves, with a bunch of thieves living in it, they only care about eating themselves and don't care about the lives of others!"

"In previous years when it rained a lot, you blocked the river from the upper reaches. I had no objection. It's a first come first served rule. You irrigated the fields. We are not in a hurry."

“But this year!”

Suddenly, Ma Xuewu changed the subject and said with almost gritted teeth: "This year, the weather is dry and the land is dry, but you Qinjia Village treated the river as if it were your own. When you are in a good mood, you release some water to us, and when you are in a bad mood, you don't release a drop of water downstream for several days. You really treat us Cantou Village as your stepmother!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the huge group of people behind Ma Xuewu, in order to boost their morale, cooperated with their own secretary and used all kinds of rural slang and dirty words to attack the people from Qinjia Village opposite.

In an era when food was the most important thing for people, it was not uncommon for two villages to fight over water.

The reason why Secretary Qin was so highly respected and respected in the village and had the support of hundreds of people was that he was as strong as an ox when he was young, and he learned a few martial arts moves from an old Taoist priest who traveled around. His pair of fists as big as basins and bowls could be used to beat up several nearby villages.

He was able to protect the interests of the village every time when fighting for water during the dry season, which was why he was unanimously elected as the secretary by the brave and aggressive villagers.

It's just that I've grown old and weak over the years. Although I'm still energetic, it's hard for me to be as capable as I was when I was young.

So facing Ma Xuewu's provocation, Secretary Qin held down several young men who were eager to try: "Don't be impulsive. They are outnumbered and we will suffer. I see that the people in Cantou Village didn't bring any shotguns or knives, but only some hoes and rakes. This proves that there is still room for negotiation. Peace is the most important thing in everything."

A few hot-tempered young men, intimidated by Secretary Qin's prestige, could only sigh in disappointment.

"Nephew Ma, your father and I are old acquaintances. I held you in my arms when you were little. I want to apologize to you for letting you go. Let's sit down and have a couple of drinks and practice swordplay..."

However, before Secretary Qin could finish his words, a broken shoe suddenly flew towards him from the crowd in Cantou Village.

The aim was pretty good, hitting Secretary Qin's front teeth squarely.

With a cry of "ouch", Secretary Qin fell face down, and his two front teeth flew out of his mouth.

You know, at this age, Secretary Qin only has these two front teeth left as a symbol of his dignity. Today, he was ambushed by a young man who had no moral principles and his last bit of pride was destroyed.

"Damn you, Ma Xuewu, you are going too far, you dare to hit our secretary, I will fight you!"

The two groups were stunned for a moment, and then they started fighting hand to hand in the next second.

The situation was deteriorating and out of control.

Secretary Qin, who was lying on the ground with his front teeth knocked out, quickly raised his head and shouted at the top of his voice: "Don't stab with the spear gun, don't stab with the spear gun. If someone dies, it will be hard for everyone!"

Ma Xuewu, who was smoking calmly, was still immersed in the shock of the broken shoe hitting him. He woke up from his dream when he heard Secretary Qin's words.

He quickly shouted in the same loud voice: "Young men from Cantou Village, put down your hoes and pitchforks. We are here to ask for water and justice. Please don't let anyone get killed!"

The two groups of members who still had some sense, after hearing the words of the branch secretaries, acted decisively, threw away the tools in their hands, and started fighting with only their fists and feet.

There were sounds of cursing, crying, begging for mercy, and even all kinds of instigating voices mixed together.

Ma Xuewu and Secretary Qin, who were left aside, carefully avoided the melee while not forgetting to bring some highly lethal weapons.

Sickles, harpoons, pitchforks and other weapons were kept closely watch, for fear that someone would get angry and pick up a weapon to cause big trouble.

Neither of them has become the village secretary, and both of them are very tough. In fact, Ma Xuewu has a good relationship with Secretary Qin.

But that's how society is. Once you sit in this position, there are some things that are beyond your control.

"You bastard, you're learning martial arts, what are you doing? In the past, you just cursed and vented your anger, and that was it. Why are you really fighting this year? Oh my teeth, I'm going to complain to your father."

Taking advantage of the time when no one was paying attention, Ma Xuewu and Secretary Qin got together, dodging punches and kicks while chatting.

Ma Xuewu spread his hands innocently: "Uncle Qin, you saw what happened just now. I didn't expect it. Who knows which idiot threw the broken shoe? Your mouth is still bleeding. Why don't you go to the river to wash it?"

"Come on, it was just a pretense, but you guys are really doing it, oh, stop touching me!"

"Si! It hurts so much that it pierces my heart. If we are beaten like this, we will be criticized by the commune!"

Secretary Qin glanced at Ma Xuewu with resentment, and looked at the people fighting in panic, without a clue what to do.

Fortunately, it did not escalate to the level of an armed fight, otherwise if one member had a problem, no one on the commune's side would have been able to handle it, even if the commune had just perfunctorily dealt with it.

Who will be responsible for the family of the member involved in the accident?

Secretary Qin and Ma Xuewu got a headache just thinking about the unreasonable behavior of bringing their families along.

Just when Secretary Qin and Ma Xuewu were at a loss, Wei Dachun, leading Li Weijun, arrived late.

I saw people fighting each other, and two village secretaries huddled in a safe area watching the show.

Li Weijun frowned, and without time to step forward to inquire about the situation, he quickly dodged and started the Wu Ba Duan Jin.

It is said that to shoot a man first, shoot a horse, and to capture a thief first capture the king.

In such a large melee involving dozens of people, even Li Weijun, who was highly skilled in martial arts, would still have to struggle with his punches and kicks, so Li Weijun's target was those few who were the most ferocious and ruthless and who fought without regard for any consequences.

The movements are smooth and quick.

With exquisite moves and appropriate strength, coupled with the increase in overall physical fitness brought by tendon cutting and marrow washing, Li Weijun was like a fish into the sea, and he easily subdued the several angry people.

Wei Dachun, who was waving his fists and rolling up his sleeves, preparing to join the melee to end this farce as soon as possible, stood there in amazement when he saw this scene.

Looking at everyone in silence, Li Weijun flicked the dust off his shirt calmly. His opponent was not a martial arts master.

Those burly men were all farmers who worked in the fields. Apart from their random punches that caused single-target damage, the only thing that was worth noting was their strength.

How could they possibly be a match for Li Weijun just by strength? After a period of fruitless resistance, they could only concede defeat and be defeated by Li Weijun.

Without these leading worker ants, things would be tough.

Ma Xuewu and Secretary Qin, who were watching the situation closely, had no time to be shocked. They hurried forward and used their own prestige to calm down the remaining wavering members.