Struggle in Russia

The old man and the other on the bullock cart obviously also noticed Alexander Vasilyevich. For such miserable serfs as them, the old man who rode a tall horse and wore an elegant military uniform was naturally a **** who couldn't afford to offend.

The two were in a hurry for a while, and what was worse was that Alexander Vasilyevich was still running fast on his horse, and rushed in front of them as soon as they met each other.

Seeing that the horse and the ox cart were about to have close contact, fortunately, Alexander Vasilyevich pulled the rein sharply with strong riding skills, so that the horse's front hooves were lifted into the air, and it stopped dangerously.

"Bastards, you don't have eyes! How do you drive!"

Without even thinking about raising his hand, Alexander Vasilievich whipped the horsewhip, and the whistling whip hit the old man with a snap.

At the critical moment, the old man stood in front, firmly blocked the whip, and protected the guy behind.

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm sorry, let's make way!"

The old man apologized in haste, and almost knelt down to Alexander Vasilyevich. It was obvious that he was an honest and responsible person.

It was a disaster for him. The two of them were walking on the road in an orderly manner, and a disgusting toad like Alexander Vasilyevich flew out of the sideways. What are you calling it!

Originally, the road on the ridge was not used for running horses. You just want to gallop your horse to the main road, and the space there is as wide as you want. But you just want to run to the road to play tricks, scolding others when you make a mistake, what the hell!

It's just that these words are impossible to come out. It is reasonable for a serf to come to a master like Alexander Vasilyevich. Even if he is very unreasonable, who makes him a master? The master himself represents air management, and serfs can't talk about it and can't afford it!

If you really offend him, maybe the family members will die, so just treat it as a loss and you are a blessing, let others make troubles!

Alexander Vasilyevich didn't think he was wrong. Anyway, he looked left and right and felt that the old man was very obtrusive, so he whipped another whip and threw it directly on the old man's face, giving the old man a good beating Stagger!

"If you know that you have to give way, hurry up. You can take responsibility for delaying my military affairs!"

The whip was really heavy, and it happened to be drawn between the old man's eyes, and a blood-red trace appeared immediately.

The old man suppressed his dizziness and hurriedly nodded and bowed down to apologize again. He knew that if he didn't move faster, the third whip and the fourth whip would probably fall like raindrops.

Gentlemen, what is it to kill a serf?

He has lived for more than fifty years, and has suffered more beatings than cheese. His grandfather, his uncle, and nephew all died under the whip of the master. I paid dozens of rubles to settle the matter.

Thinking of his nephew who died tragically at the age of four, the old man felt an urgent sense of crisis. This is what happened in his life. If he dies, he will die. relief.

But nothing can happen to his Ivan, how cute and clever he is! The priest is gone. This child has the gift of learning. He may not be able to go to a seminary to become a priest in the future. At worst, he can learn a valuable craft and become a useful person to the master.

He knew too well what a difference between a useful man and a useless man were to gentlemen. You see, he is also a serf, that **** Ivanov can be a housekeeper just because he knows how to settle accounts, and he lives almost like a gentleman.

But their family can only plan food in the soil for generations. They are as tired as dogs but eat worse than pigs.

So no matter how hard and tiring he was, he tried every means to get Ivan to go to a church school. He firmly believed that his Ivan was definitely no worse than that old guy Ivanov, and it was up to Ivan whether he could change the fate of his ancestors!

The old man took a deep breath, and while protecting Ivan behind him, he turned around unsteadily and tried to drive the car out of the way.

It's just that he miscalculated his body. Think about it, he was hungry, and then he chopped wood all morning, and his clothes were thin, and he was hit twice again.

One or two of these things may not be able to break him alone, but together they can kill him!

As soon as he turned around, the old man felt top-heavy and his feet were spinning lightly, and then he was about to fall to the ground when his eyes were dark. He subconsciously wanted to grab something to stabilize his body, but he was too weak, and his outstretched hands grasped emptyly. After two slaps, he fell onto the floor with a plop!

Because he almost lost consciousness, naturally he couldn't take any action to protect himself. This time, he hit the ground almost straight and hard, his mandible was on the ground, and a few yellow and black teeth flew straight away. go out.

"Dad, Dad! What's wrong with you!"

Ivan was terrified. He had never seen such a weak father. No matter how he shook, he didn't respond. His eyes were closed and his mouth was covered with blood. He looked so scary!

It's just that the scarier ones are yet to come. Alexander Vasilyevich didn't have much sympathy, and the moment the old man fell down, the anger in his heart ignited instantly.

He was angry like never before, and also angry like never before. He felt that the old man in front of him really deserved to die. He was told to get out of the way to get out of the way, but he even dawdled and pretended to be dizzy, he wanted to rebel!

In a rage, he burst out all the dissatisfaction and resentment since he arrived in Ukraine~www.readwn.com~ He raised his horsewhip and whipped it crazily.

He didn't care whether the old man was dead or alive, and he didn't care whether the half-grown boy would be beaten to death, he just wanted to vent his anger, and he wanted to kill these blind bastards!

When Leo Tolstoy heard the news and rushed to the scene, the old man had already been beaten **** and passed out on the snow. However, Alexander Vasilyevich was still outputting like a lunatic. Looking at his crazy appearance, it is hard to imagine that this person is a so-called gentleman recognized by St. Pump Castle.

Obviously, Russian gentlemen have two faces. They are really polite and doglike towards the tsar, ladies and high-ranking dignitaries. But for the inferiors, especially the serfs, it is even more terrifying than the evil spirits in hell!

Tolstoy rushed to Alexander Vasilyevich, grabbed his arm and shouted loudly: "What are you doing! Do you want to kill them!"

Only then did Alexander Vasilyevich calm down a little bit, but he still cursed outrightly: "So what if you kill them, these two dogs are so brave that they dare to block my way, shouldn't they be killed?" !"

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