Soldiers Card System - Chapter 777

The moonlight was like water, leaking from the straw gap on the roof of the shack, and sprinkled it on Wang Gaoqiu’s tattered hemp blanket. The worn-out corner of the blanket was exposed with invisible white cotton, shabby and cold.

Wang Gaoqiu couldn’t sleep, thinking about what Han San said in the daytime, his whole body was a little restless.

Because the elder brother of the same clan was in the guard, Wang Gaoqiu knew the benefits of this title.

Seeing officials do not kneel, four or five acres of land does not pay for food, officials come to see each year and holidays, and also send their nephews and nieces to talk about martial arts school, ten miles and eight townships, who does not envy, even the magistrates of Jinshi I’m so envious.

If you can find special gold, that would be great.

It’s a pity, here is a broken coal mine, there is no gold for anything, not to mention the special gold that can be knighted.

It would be great if you weren’t trapped in this coal mine. You can still look around for it. There may be this gold in the hills of our old king’s family land.

Watching an opportunity to be crowned, Wang Gaoqiu regretted it as it slipped away from him.

“save……”

Suddenly there was a cry for help outside the shack.

Wang Gaoqiu was stunned for a moment, and someone else ran away and was caught back?

This coal mine is located in the northernmost part of the Rouran Prairie, which is beyond the jurisdiction of the imperial court. This coal mine is deserted for hundreds of miles, and there is no door to escape.

Those black-hearted thief who took care of the coal mine, rode a horse and ran a lap, and could catch those who escaped.

Everyone who was not caught was beaten to death.

Thinking of the tragic situation of the last miner who was killed, Wang Gaoqiu’s heart became even more irritable. A good chance to be titled made this group of black-hearted maggots corrupt.

The sound of walking footsteps sounded outside the shack, the sound was noisy, there should be a lot of people.

The sound of crying for help, the sound of a knife slashing into the flesh, and the sound of a weapon hitting, made Wang Gaoqiu no sleep.

Are the black-hearted maggots fighting in their nests?

With this thought in mind, Wang Gaoqiu poked his head out, looked at the neighborhood, and wanted to see if he could steal a horse and escape. With a horse, the black-hearted maggots would definitely not be able to catch up with him.

That’s a chance to be crowned.

Wang Gaoqiu thought this way. As soon as he got up from the shabby bedding, he saw two men in black walking into the door of the shack with knives.

“What are you doing?”

The leading man in black raised his sword, pointed at Wang Gaoqiu and asked.

Wang Gaoqiu was taken aback, he slid back on the bedding and stammered:

“I, I, I have urgency.”

“Endure”

The man in black snorted and pointed at the rest of the people in the shack.

“Let me sleep well, whoever dares to come out, be careful of your own head.”

After speaking, the man in black turned and went out. After a while, the same voice rang from the shack next to him.

Wang Gaoqiu didn’t dare to go out again, and retracted into the bed, thinking of the black-clothed men just now, their voices seemed to be a bit wrong, and they seemed to be different from the black-hearted maggots.

The frightened Hansan cursed:

“Mother, these grandsons just cut someone off, and there is still blood dripping from the knife.”

Wang Gaoqiu only noticed that where the man in black was standing, a few drops of black blood were scattered on the ground.

With an uneasy mood, Wang Gaoqiu fell asleep in a tattered bed, and was almost suffocated by urine.

The next day, after getting permission, Wang Gaoqiu was the first to get out of the shack, ran to the hut, opened his pants and let out a refreshing water.

When he left the cottage, Wang Gaoqiu saw Hansan holding his rice bowl and two wotou in his hand.

“Where did your grandson get the wotou?”

Wang Gaoqiu asked in surprise, this group of black-hearted maggots were only allowed to eat one meal, where did the grandson Hansan get it.

Han San looked at Wang Gaoqiu stunned, and cursed:

“Grandson, don’t hurry up to take your share, my gentlemen are kind-hearted, and let me have dinner in the morning.”

It’s eaten.

Wang Gaoqiu ran to the shack, and went late, but there was nothing to eat.

Looking at the black-clothed people who served the meal, Wang Gaoqiu was very strange. How strange these people looked, they were different from the Han people, Rouran people, and Tule people.

After leading the wotou and drinking the soup, Wang Gaoqiu followed Han San and was driven up to the coal mine.

“Hey, Hansan, these people are different from ours.”

Hansan glanced around, lowered his voice and said:

“Nonsense, those are the Snow Barbarians in the Northland, look, we don’t want to die in the future, I’m afraid it’s impossible.”

Wang Gaoqiu was stunned. Is it impossible not to die?

How could this happen? I still haven’t got the knighthood yet, and I haven’t married a wife to pass on the family, why is it going to die.

When the group arrived in front of the coal mine, a man in black stood in front of a crowd of miners holding a piece of coal that was glowing yellow.

“Look for this kind of coal, found it, and reward it.”

After the order was over, the men in black scattered around, drove the miners up the mountain, looking for coal.

The whole morning passed quickly, and a large group of miners only found a piece of coal mentioned by the man in black.

Wang Gaoqiu raised his head and looked at the sky. If he can’t find it anymore in the afternoon, I’m afraid he won’t be able to go back at night. Seeing how much the man in black attaches to the coal, it’s impossible not to die.

“It’s dinner, it’s dinner.”

The voice of a man in black sounded on the flat ground.

Wang Gaoqiu looked down and saw that the man in black lifted a few large buckets and placed them on the flat ground. The bucket was steaming, obviously something like rice soup.

“You have to die yesterday.”

Wang Gaoqiu murmured and crawled down.

Soon, the miners lined up, and Wang Gaoqiu led two bowls of soup.

Sitting on a rock, Wang Gaoqiu was drinking soup and gnawing at the head, his heart was full of sorrow. After changing to the mine manager, his life would be better all of a sudden.

In the afternoon, I must work hard to find a piece of yellow coal.

After a busy afternoon, Wang Gaoqiu found a similar piece and handed it to the man in black.

The man in black rewarded Wang Gaoqiu with a soft nest on the spot.

With the reward, the miners became more motivated. In one afternoon, six miners found the yellow coal.

In the following days, a group of miners excitedly found the yellow coal.

That night, Wang Gaoqiu woke up in the middle of the night, blindly seeing Han San holding a piece of yellow coal, hiding in the bed and studying.

This is a soft wedge.

Wang Gaoqiu slid out and grabbed Hansan’s coal. Just about to say a few words, Hansan made a quiet gesture to Wang Gaoqiu.

“I feel this is not coal.”

Han San’s words immediately suffocated Wang Gaoqiu, this is not coal, what else can it be.

Taking the coal from Wang Gaoqiu’s hand, Hansan pointed to the yellow spots on it and said:

“I suspect this is gold.”

Excited light flashed on Han San’s face, and his tone was full of triumph:

“I heard those snow people say, this is gold.”

Yeti?

Wang Gaoqiu looked at Wang Gaoqiu strangely, could it be that those people were really snow people.

Han San glanced at the outside of the shack and said hoarsely:

“I used to be a trader who ran to the territory of Xueman, met these grandsons, and heard them speak the Xue language, mother, a tune.”

A thought suddenly flashed in Wang Gaoqiu’s mind:

Why do the people of the Snow Clan come to our territory to dig for gold? Are they not afraid that the prince will send an army to conquer them?

At this moment, the sound of fighting suddenly sounded outside the shack, and the sound of horses neighing sounded continuously.

“It turns out that the gang of mine managers came back.”

Han San blurted out, wrapped the tattered hemp around his body numbly, and glanced at Wang Gaoqiu:

“If you want to live, go with Lao Tzu.”