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Wang Bo - The shock is generally short, and the summer flowers are as gorgeous

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Tang Xian died during the reign of Yu [gu6] State.

It was night, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the crows were noisy.

Barren mountains, dead trees, firewood houses. A middle-aged man, curled up in the corner, with a look of fear and fullness

Eye anxiety.

Oh, there was a knock at the door outside.

The man quickly burrowed into the wood stack, not daring to make a sound.

"Oh, oh, oh," and continued to knock on the door.

The man poked his head out and asked in a trembling voice, "Who?" ”

"It's me, bringing you food." A whispered response from outside.

The sound is familiar.

The man put his mind at ease, crept to the door, and gently pulled open the latch

The man disbanded himself and saluted. "Cao Da once again thanks Gong En for taking him in...

A young man walked in the doorway.

The visitor quickly intercepted the conversation: "Don't make a sound, eat it while it's hot." ”

After Cao Da continued for several consecutive days, the grain of rice did not enter, took the bowl and chopsticks, and ate it in a big mouthful.

The young man went to the wall and squinted his eyes; through the window, he carefully glanced out.

After confirming safety, he circled behind Cao Da.

Cao Da chewed the meal in his mouth and turned back to give the young man a smile.

He was originally an official slave, because of theft, after being discovered by his master, he hid here and was taken in by the young man.

At this moment, his mind was full of gratitude to the young man, and he did not know that danger was approaching.

In the darkness, the young man suddenly untied his waist and strangled Cao Da's neck to death.

Q: "Why..."

Cao Da was caught off guard and fell to the ground in an instant. He struggled, three squeezed out of his throat

The young man stuck a rough breath: "I'm sorry, someone found out, you must die!" ”

For a long time, Cao Da finally stopped moving and collapsed softly on the ground.

Then a group of soldiers broke into the house.

The young man let go of his hands, fastened his belt, and was about to leave, when suddenly there was a fire outside, and then the leading officer raised his torch and walked over to Cao Da, confirming his death, facing the young man

A sneer: "Wang Jin, you are so bold, the thieves are hidden first, the officials and slaves are killed later, come, take me away, the soldiers flocked to him, tied him up, and sent him to a cell, this year Wang Bo was twenty-three years old." The story isn't over yet...

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Wang Bo - The shock is generally short, and the summer flowers are as gorgeous

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