Chapter 17 Punishment Kill that ungrateful bastard The

flag officer’s voice was like a bell, and most of the firemen in the camp heard it.

The firemen who were busy washing and preparing vegetables and the women in the barracks all looked at Chunxiang with surprise.

There was contempt, surprise, and mirth.

“Bah! So that’s how she got the braised pork that day!”

The woman who was grabbed by the hair and slapped by Chunxiang last night spat at her.

“She pretended to be the reward given to Master Jiang by the general, and she came back to act pretentiously. She is so shameless!”

Several women who were friends with Chunxiang also looked embarrassed. They knew they had no face, so they didn’t dare to speak for Chunxiang at this moment.

Chunxiang has always been very face-conscious, but now she doesn’t care what others think of her.

She didn't know the crime of falsely claiming the reward, but if a life was lost, she would definitely be dead!

Chunxiang was held by two soldiers. She struggled desperately and cried and begged at the top of her voice: "It's unfair, sir, I didn't--" The

flag officer was severely reprimanded and scolded by his superior this morning because of his poor performance yesterday. Now he was very angry. When he heard Chunxiang, the culprit, still had the nerve to shout that she was innocent, he raised his foot and kicked her hard in the abdomen: "What are you shouting about, you scumbag, I'm not so blind as to recognize the wrong person!"

Chunxiang felt that the kick almost broke her intestines, her stomach was cramped, her stomach was churning, and she almost vomited the overnight meal. The sound of her shouting instantly became smaller.

The women in Hu Yanglin's barracks all saw the flag officer waiting for Chunxiang outside the door that day. Now that the matter was exposed, they connected the cause and effect, and looked at Chunxiang with even more contempt.

Liu Cheng heard the flag officer's shout in the barracks and felt something was wrong. When he walked out of the barracks, he happened to see Chunxiang being taken away. He couldn't help but have a bit of panic in his eyes. Chunxiang glanced

at Liu Cheng from the corner of her eye, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to him, shouting miserably: "Save me - save me -"

Liu Cheng was so scared that he took a half step back. Fortunately, at this moment, the front of the Huotou Camp was full of people who were crowded to watch the excitement, and he was standing at the back, so others couldn't tell that Chunxiang was calling him.

Seeing Liu Cheng like this, Chunxiang suddenly went crazy and ran over here. The escorting soldier could hardly hold her back and kicked her several times in anger. Chunxiang was kicked so hard that she couldn't even stand. She was kicked several times in the stomach and had no strength to shout. She was dragged away like a broken sack.

Liu Cheng watched this scene and quietly retreated from the crowd.

He went to find Ma Zilian to ask him how things were going, but he didn't see Ma Zilian after searching the entire Huotouying.

Liu Cheng had no choice but to ask the people who were in the same military tent as Pockmarked Face: "Zhu Lengzi, have you seen Pockmarked Face?"

The fireman who was stopped by him shook his head: "I haven't seen him since I got up this morning. I don't know where he went to hide. What's the matter, Brother Liu, do you have something to do with him?"

When Liu Cheng heard that Pockmarked Face didn't go home all night, his heart suddenly sank a little more, and he could only reluctantly respond with two words: "Nothing, I just asked about the boy since he was not there. Okay, go and do your work."

The more he thought about it, the more panicked he became. Whether the matter on Pockmarked Face's side was exposed or Chunxiang was interrogated, he could give himself away.

The only way now was to escape before the military camp sent people to arrest him.

But running away privately was a serious crime. The defense of the Xizhou camp was strict, and he was afraid that he would be shot into a sieve before he could escape.

Asking for leave to leave the barracks also had to be reported one day in advance. Now the only way to leave the barracks openly was to get a pair of cards from Zhao Tou'er.

Zhao Tou'er was in charge of the procurement of the Huo Tou'er Camp and often took people out to buy food. The guards at the gate of the camp would not be suspicious if he went out with his pair of cards.

Liu Cheng immediately decided to steal Zhao Tou'er's pair of cards.

Zhao Tou'er was busy this morning connecting food and grass with the Liaoning Army brought by the general, and he was unable to do anything else. Liu Cheng was the apprentice of Chef Li, and Zhao Tou'er was completely unprepared for him. Liu Cheng easily took Zhao Tou'er's pair of cards under the pretext of helping, and slipped away on the pretext of having something to do at the stove.

Everything was done without anyone noticing.

But Liu Cheng's palms still had a thin layer of sweat. He secretly glanced at the half-worn wooden sign on his palm, and his heart beat particularly fast.

Now he just needed to find another excuse to leave Huotouying, and he could go back and get the fifty taels of silver and leave the barracks directly!

At this moment, a deep shout came from behind:

"Liu Cheng!"

Liu Cheng was so scared that cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He hurriedly put the pair of cards into his sleeves, turned around and saw that it was not Zhao Tou'er who called him, but Chef Li, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

He forced a smile on his face: "Master, you called me?"

Chef Li's old face was covered with wrinkles like pine bark. He was always serious, but today he looked a little more serious than usual.

He glanced at Liu Cheng and said, "Come with me. I have something to ask you." He

then turned and left with his hands behind his back.

Liu Cheng thought that Chef Li had seen him stealing the cards from Zhao Tou'er, and his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He followed Chef Li, his back was cold and his feet were weak.

Chef Li led him into an empty military tent where grain and straw were piled before stopping.

He sat down at the paint-chipped table and picked up the teapot to pour tea.

Seeing this, Liu Cheng hurriedly stepped forward and took the teapot: "Master, I'll do it."

He poured the tea for Chef Li.

Chef Li took the tea bowl but did not drink from it. He looked at the apprentice who had followed him for nearly ten years with a dark and complicated look: "Ever since you offered me a bowl of tea and worshipped me as your master at the age of twelve, all the tea I drank in these ten years has passed through your hands."

"Who knows what was added to this tea bowl one day?"

Liu Ben was already worried, and when he heard Chef Li's meaningful words, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead.

He forced himself to smile and said, "Disciple doesn't understand what Master is saying."

Chef Li put down the tea bowl heavily, his eyes that had seen decades of vicissitudes were as sharp as hooks: "Ah Cheng, tell Master honestly, have you done anything to let Master down?"

Liu Cheng knelt on the ground with a sad face: "Master, you are my second parent. If I do something to let you down, wouldn't my conscience be taken away by a dog?"

Chef Li closed his eyes to hide the disappointment in his eyes. He said: "I wanted to give you a chance. You know I have an old problem. Whenever I touch a little raw bean powder, my stomach gets upset. Huo Touying killed you, and even Lao Zhao doesn't know about this..."

Liu Cheng knelt down and hugged Chef Li's legs, crying, "Master, I am innocent! Yesterday was my mother's birthday, I took a special leave to go home and make birthday noodles for her. I was not in Huotouying, how could I have tampered with your tea bowl?"

Chef Li's eyes turned cold, "I didn't tell you, how did you know that the raw bean powder was smeared on the tea bowl?"

Liu Cheng didn't expect that he had let the cat out of the bag. He lowered his head and a sly look flashed in his eyes.

Now that things have come to this, since the old man is rushing to die, it's not his fault!

Chef Li didn't know that Liu Cheng had already made up his mind to kill him. He had been his apprentice for ten years, but he was actually playing dirty tricks on him. Chef Li felt very bad. He turned his head away and said, "Our relationship as master and apprentice has ended. From now on, you... uh..." Before

Chef Li could finish his words, Liu Cheng suddenly grabbed his throat and he fell to the ground with the chair behind him.

Chef Li struggled hard, but he was no match for Liu Cheng's strength.

Liu Cheng grabbed his neck, not showing any sincerity at all, his face was ferocious as if he was treating an enemy: "You old bastard! I have been ordered around by you for ten years, and you have never taught me any cooking skills. How dare you say that you have done me a favor?"

Chef Li was speechless, breathing more out than in, his eyes rolled up, and he was slapping Liu Cheng's hands with less strength.

At this time, voices came from outside the military tent.

"Master Li brought Liu Cheng here just now. I wonder what you are looking for Liu Cheng for?"

Liu Cheng was panicked when he heard the chaotic footsteps. After he loosened his hand, he saw that Chef Li was no longer moving. He didn't know whether he fainted or really died, but he didn't have time to check his breath.

He found a dagger and cut the tent cloth behind the military tent, and fled in panic.