Super Dictator

In Xiaonanhe Village, Jinghai, Tianjin, Su Zhiniang is sitting at the table, holding needle and thread in her hand. There are clothes on the table, and she is sewing and mending. Ever since her tofu business was ruined by Wang Mazi secretly.

Su Zhiniang made a living by mending clothes for wealthy families. Fortunately, Su Zhiniang asked for nothing but three meals a day. As long as she kept sewing and sewing, she could still make a living.

Su Zhiniang stared at the thread for a long time, her eyes getting sore at first. Suddenly, the needle pierced her white finger, and drops of blood oozed out. She frowned, put it to her lips and sucked it gently. After a while, he lowered his head and continued to mend.

"Zhiniang, someone is here." Aunt Wang yelled outside the door again at the top of her voice.

Su Zhiniang frowned, with a hint of displeasure on her beautiful face.

Ever since her tofu shop disappeared, Wang Mazi had people coming to talk to her every now and then. Each time, he would leave some gifts alive and say that he wanted to marry her as his concubine. If Huo Yuanjia hadn't been there to protect her, Wang Mazi might not have It has been strong for a long time.

But Wang Mazi sent people here from time to time, which had greatly affected Su Zhiniang's good reputation and was feared by people. Even though Su Zhiniang threw these gifts on the road every time, and no one knew who picked them up in the end, some people still started to point fingers. Light up.

Is it Wang Mazi who sent someone here again this time?

Am I even trying to live a stable life? It's all my appearance that's to blame. If I lose this appearance, Wang Mazi won't bother with me anymore.

Su Zhiniang looked at herself in the bronze mirror and thought blankly. Then, she bit her lip and suddenly made a decision in her heart.

Picking up a pair of scissors from the table, Su Zhiniang looked at her rosy cheeks, turned around and opened the door and walked out. She wanted to be naked in front of Wang Mazi's men.

Su Zhiniang walked out of the door and saw a group of villagers gathered outside at some point, pointing at the two people not far away and whispering.

Su Zhiniang looked with her beautiful eyes and saw that the two people were very different from the people Wang Mazi had sent several times before.

Even though these two people were standing there without speaking, a murderous aura erupted from their bodies. What was even more surprising was that one of them was missing a left hand and the other was missing a right leg.

The man missing his right leg was using crutches, but he stood upright and seemed to be exerting no effort at all.

At this time, Su Zhiniang forgot what she wanted to say for a moment.

"Who are these two people? They are not kind people at first glance."

"I'm sure that these two people have killed many people, and maybe they just came back from the battlefield in Liaodong."

"Could it be that the young scholar was killed in battle and the imperial court paid him a pension?"

"It's very possible that they may be the young scholar's colleagues in the army, and they took the pension and sent it to Su Zhiniang."

The comments from the surrounding villagers continued to reach Su Zhiniang's ears.

Su Zhiniang's pretty face immediately turned pale. Although there had been no news from Wei Jichen for a long time, she still had a sense of luck in her heart. Maybe Zijie just forgot to write a letter, maybe Zijie was in full swing with the Japanese, and there was no Empty message.

Now, these two sergeants, who looked like veterans of hundreds of battles, came to the door. Could it be that something happened to Zijie?

Looking at the two of them, Su Zhiniang could guess what Wei Jichen's situation was.

Su Zhiniang was completely devastated for a moment, her heart was filled with stagnant water, and she staggered over like a zombie.

"Two eldest brothers, the little girl is Su Zhiniang." Su Zhiniang even forgot to give the gift, and stared at the package in their hands without moving.

Perhaps, there were some relics of Zijie inside. Su Zhiniang's mind went blank, and the scissors in her hand suddenly fell to the ground.

"Ma'am, ma'am."

In a daze, Su Zhiniang heard the two people in front of her calling her, and she calmed down. Su Zhiniang suppressed the desolation in her heart, showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and asked: "Zijie asked you to come to our door. ?"

"Exactly!" The sergeant who was missing his right leg said with a smile: "Your Excellency asked me to deliver something to you."

As soon as she heard the word "transfer", Su Zhiniang's body softened and she collapsed to the ground.

Aunt Wang next to her had sharp eyesight and quick hands. She immediately stepped forward to help her up and persuaded her in a low voice: "Zhi Niang, please accept the change. People cannot be resurrected after death. The little scholar knows well and doesn't want to see you like this."

Aunt Wang's words immediately made the two sergeants understand. Su Zhiniang and everyone else had misunderstood. No wonder they were pointing and whispering with sympathy just now.

The two of them couldn't laugh or cry and glanced at each other. The sergeant who was missing his left hand smiled and stepped forward and said: "Madam, please don't misunderstand me. Your Excellency is still alive and well. Both of us are your soldiers. We are disabled due to physical disability. I had to go back to my hometown, because my family is in Tianjin, so I was ordered to bring back some silver and give it to my wife."

What? Sir, what? His soldiers.

The onlookers heard what was happening, and the whole scene suddenly became so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Then there was a sensation.

"The little scholar has become an adult? I heard that right."

"You heard me right, that's what the sergeant said just now."

"It's really incredible. A weak and weak man in Japan actually became a general."

"Hmph, I have long seen that the little scholar is not a thing in the pool, and today he really soared into the sky."

"Hush, be quiet and let's see what the sergeant says."

Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the sergeant to speak again.

The sergeant who was missing his right leg was a little confused when he saw the reactions of the surrounding villagers.

Turning to the surprised Su Zhiniang, she said: "Your Excellency's reputation has spread throughout Liaodong and into the customs. Along the way, people everywhere have praised him. Why hasn't Madam learned any news?"

"Yes, sir, your deeds are written in the newspapers. Our Wei Zijun is the leading elite force in the Qing Dynasty. How come my wife doesn't know about it at all!" The sergeant who was missing his left hand said loudly and proudly.

"Wei Zijun, could it be that the young scholar and the God of Death, Wei Jichen, are the same person?" an old scholar in the village asked in surprise.

"Exactly, my master's name made the Japanese frightened when they heard about it. The children of the Japanese couldn't help but cry when they heard about it. He won three battles in three battles, killed the Japanese general Li Jianwen, annihilated the Japanese cavalry brigade, saved the people from fire and water, and broke through more than 6,000 Japanese. Encirclement and suppression, and finally retreating calmly, is there a second General Wei in the Qing Dynasty?" The sergeant who was missing his left leg became more and more excited as he spoke, his head raised involuntarily, and his whole body changed from calmness to respect. Youjia, the words he spits out are resonant and resounding.

Wow!

The surrounding villagers were inexplicably excited because a great figure had appeared in their village. He was a real big shot. Even foreigners kept praising him in newspapers.

Being in the same village with such a person makes your face look bright when you talk about it.

"The young scholar turned out to be General Wei, seriously," the man just sighed with emotion, not knowing what to say next.

"General Wei, I thought he had the same name as the little scholar, but I didn't expect that they are the same person. The famous General Wei turned out to be our little scholar from Xiaonanhe Village."

"Quickly, get chairs for these two heroes who came off the battlefield. We can't let them fight in the air here."

"Yes, yes, how can we, Xiao Nanhe Village, neglect our distinguished guests like this?"

Everyone was talking about it, and Wei Jichen's matter was immediately elevated to the most important matter in the village.

Some young men quickly brought stools and placed them behind the two sergeants without anyone's instructions.

Su Zhiniang, the person involved, was completely dizzy. She was so shocked by the news that she lost the ability to think.

She never dared to think that the world-famous General Wei would become her husband, but now the fact was clearly before her eyes.

It all shows that this is not a dream!

When she came to her senses, the villagers moved tables, brought chairs, served tea, poured water, and put out snacks. The empty space in front of the house was turned into a place as if there was a wedding.

"How do you call these two heroes?" The old scholar in the village once served as Wei Jichen's private school teacher. Seeing that no one in the Wei family could make the decision, Su Zhiniang seemed to have lost her soul and stood there, obviously shocked by the news. It was a serious injury, and he had to step forward to entertain.

"It's easy to say that one of our brothers is called Li Jinbing and the other is called Zheng Tianyu. They both worked hard on this battlefield with you." The man with the missing left hand took the teacup handed over by the boy next to him and replied with a smile.

Even though the two of them were used to big scenes, they were shocked by the enthusiasm of these villagers.

"What a good name. The weather is smooth, there is land and gold." The old scholar stroked his gray beard and said with a smile. He turned around and saw that Su Zhiniang was still standing still. He couldn't help but said: "Miss Su, go and fry two things." Xiaocai, these two brave men have brought good news, so you must treat them well. "

Su Zhiniang was dazed and continued to claim that she was, but Li Jinbing and Zheng Yutian stood up in a hurry and said repeatedly: "How dare you trouble Madam to cook? If you let the Lord know about it, you won't skin us two."

Zheng Yutian praised again: "Madam is so beautiful and charming, no wonder you will never forget her."

Su Zhiniang's face turned red, and she didn't know how to answer. Aunt Wang next to her quickly held her hand and said with a smile: "Now that Zhiniang has become the general's wife, how can she continue to do such menial work? When I get home, I will be fired for two jobs." Bring the side dishes."

Then, Aunt Wang walked back without waiting for Su Zhiniang's reply.

Not long after, after hearing the news, Li Zheng was twisting a few pieces of pork, and a few old hens came over in a hurry.

In front of the Wei family's door, there was a sudden bustle of people. People were watching and helping. When they heard that Wei Jichen was the world-famous General Wei, they all gathered over.

And as the news spread, the magistrate, county magistrate, chief registrar, dianshi, etc. of Jinghai County were all frightened, and they all came to Xiaonanhe Village carrying gifts.

The county magistrate scolded several of his subordinates. They didn't understand that Wei Jichen was a citizen of his own territory, and they didn't even visit him until now. It was quite rude.

We can't blame these officials. Wei Jichen's rise was so fast that it made people dizzy and caught them off guard.

Su Zhiniang leaned at the door, looking at the smiling faces in front of the door. She pinched her arm secretly and realized that this was really not a dream.