Chapter 72 I'm going to show off a wave of moral kidnapping
Tiger Village has erected a brand-new five-character banner of "Practice for the Universe". It is said that it is to suppress the "Practice for the Universe" in Fulong Village. flag.
In Juyi Mountain Cave.
Shangguan Fan Qing sat on the tiger-skin chair with a weird posture, followed in order by Jiang Hezhu, a group of young men, Haitang maid, Sun Dali, and Sun Wu and Wang Hulu, who had a blue nose and swollen eyes.
They are indeed Xin Zhuo and his group walking on the front foot and climbing the mountain on the back foot.
There is no special meaning, it is simply because I have lost all my money, the city is at war again, and I have nowhere to go. There is still one month left before the appointment at Qiugong Pavilion, so I have to find a place to stay.
Moreover, they were stimulated by Xin Zhuo's various behaviors. Whether it was Xin Zhuo's showmanship in killing all the young masters of the four major families in one fell swoop, or his high spirits when he was besieged by 100,000 people, they were really not normal bandits. You can do it!
So they feel that it is not impossible for us to be bandits for a while!
"That little Xinzhuo is really cunning and hateful. He deceived me too much. When he called me alliance leader, he was very well-behaved. But he turned around and refused to recognize anyone. He called me Sun Laowu, which is nothing!"
At this time, Sun Wu covered his swollen face and looked at Shangguan Fan Qing: "The boss, the boss, must make the decision for me!"
I am used to being the boss, but I am not used to calling others.
"It doesn't matter!" Shangguan Fan Qing waved his hand, "Young Master... Since the boss has fallen into disgrace, I will naturally avenge you. By the way, you just said that Xin Zhuo is not good at literary talent?"
< br>“It’s not impossible, it’s too bad!”
Speaking of this matter, Sun Wu’s face couldn’t help but glow with confidence. Mang, "I heard about the poem he wrote in Hualou, Fucheng. I'm a little over the top, but to be honest, it's very likely that he copied someone else's poem. He's not as good as me in accepting the paper, and Hulu can prove it!"
Wang Hulu nodded immediately: "Yes! That Xin Zhuo used strange words and said nothing. He is a idiot."
"Fart!"
The Haitang girl on the side suddenly felt as if she had been insulted, and said angrily: "That Xin...Xin Zhuo's poem is clearly a new poem. It has never been heard by anyone, how can it be copied by others? "
Shangguan Fan Qing looked at her in surprise: "Haitang, do you want to marry him because you are so protective of him?"
"I don't think so, sir? The hall master is talking nonsense again..." Haitang pouted and looked at her toes, feeling unspeakable.
Shangguan Fan Qing looked at Jiang Hezhu again: "Mr. Jiang... the second master, what do you think?"
Jiang Hezhu patted the folding fan and said leisurely: "It's just a little thief, his martial arts is good and he has some tricks, but how can we let him be the best? Why don't we invite him to rob together before he goes to Qiugong Pavilion and see who robs?" More money and more outstanding things!”
“That’s all? Isn’t this too boring?”
“Of course not! Let’s lose face, young man. If he is not angry, he will most likely wait for an opportunity to retaliate, plunder, kill too much, etc., and his qualifications as a member of the Qiugong Pavilion may be deprived of him.
We will invite him to compete again. As for martial arts, try his marksmanship. If you are not talented at me, I feel that he is just ordinary. You can give it a try and blow his pride. This is a murderous and heart-wrenching strategy. The third-rate strategy will not hurt him at all. , it’s enough to kill him without defeating him!”
“Well, it’s vicious enough...” Shangguan Fan Qing pinched his chin: “Do you think you can beat the Ascetic Sword Murong Yi?”
Jiang Hezhu shook his head: "It's two realms behind, so I can't beat him!"
Shangguan Fan Qing asked curiously: "Then why do you think you can beat Xin Zhuo?"
Jiang Hezhu's expression changed. After a pause, he said haha: "Isn't there still a boss?"
"Report!"
At this moment, the person who delivered the message entered the cave: "Everyone in charge, little one I’m back with a reply from King Xin!”
Everyone looked at each other and hurriedly moved over. Shangguan Fan Qing snatched the letter and saw a paragraph written on it:
"Two orioles sing at the green willows. Whose spring swallows peck at the spring mud and pick up gold underneath?" A person who is not ignorant and uneasy, has a confident mind, bends his bow and shoots a big eagle, a white horse passes through the gap, and he glances at it for thousands of years, laughing and joking, uneven..." Jiang Hezhu and Haitang looked at each other, what did they write?
Sun Wu couldn't help laughing victoriously: "How's it going? It's just as I expected. He's just uneducated and can't understand it at all."
"Shut up!"
Shangguan Fan Qing scolded everyone with a serious face. He read the content of the letter in detail again, sighed softly, and said with certainty: "This letter is actually very profound and professional. I completely understand what he means. What he means is You provoked me, your words were very sharp, you can’t carve them out. Reply!”
The tea bowls in Sun Wu and Wang Hulu’s hands fell to the ground, and Jiang Hezhu and others looked at each other blankly. How can this be analyzed? of?
One night, plus one morning.
The messenger broke his leg while running.
The two wrote twelve letters back and forth.
Fortunately, it is short, clear and easy to read.
It’s just that I really don’t know what the meaning is.
However, every time Shangguan Fan Qing spoke sincerely and resonantly, Jiang Hezhu, Haitang, Sun Damu and others had to carefully observe each letter, and then became confused.
It was not until noon that the last letter from Fulongzhai arrived. Xin Zhuo's language style suddenly changed, with only a short line of vernacular:
"Suspension of correspondence, Dongyi Kingdom invades" , the rebels siege the city , the reinforcements are not coming. As the people of the Great Zhou Dynasty, we have to take the overall situation into consideration and decide to support. It is said that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the country. You and other idiots cannot understand this profound sentiment of family and country, and I despise it to the extreme!"
Shangguan Fan Qing was silent.
Then,
He felt it made sense!
......
Of course Xin Zhuo does not have such a profound awareness.
It was just that Murong Xiu received a letter from Fei Yao. It was said that the rebels and the Dongyi Kingdom's allied forces were besieging the city, and a temporary army composed of remnants of the border army, warriors from the four major families in the city, and some idle warriors were confronting them!
This kind of thing has nothing to do with just a few people in Fulong Village, but Xin Zhuo didn't wait for the next visitor to Qiugong Pavilion.
We cannot rely on such unreliable backers!
I killed eleven warriors from the Four Families this time. Thinking from my perspective, if I defend this city, the government and the Four Families may have to settle accounts with me.
Although he didn't understand why advanced warrior forces like Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue An didn't go to support them, he felt that he might be able to show off his presence.
A mature and stable bandit must learn to take advantage of all situations to reduce his own potential dangers, such as moral kidnapping.
As soon as the idea came up, he took Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu and a group of people straight to the direction of Fucheng.
Fulong Village is far away from Fucheng, but there are horses brought from Menghu Village. The seven people worked hard and arrived at a low mountain outside the city at dusk the next day.
Looking down from the top of the mountain, you can see that Fufeng Mansion is very large and cannot be clearly seen in its entirety. However, the city has lost its former prosperity. The streets are in a state of depression. Occasionally, a few passers-by appear in a hurry and are in a hurry. .
And outside Dongcheng, there is another scene——
Under the city, there was a large crowd of people. There were probably tens of thousands of people as far as the eye could see, but the people wearing imperial armor accounted for only a part of them. There were also warriors in various costumes from the four families and idle warriors with various costumes and weapons. At first glance, Look, it's colorful.
Opposite the trench and the horse-rejecting pile, there was another wave of men and horses, numbering about ten thousand, thirty-four, with neat armor, a forest of spears and spears, and neighing war horses. But it is divided into two parts, one is the rebels with black armor and iron helmets; the other is the Dongyi soldiers with leather armor and leather hats, bald pigtails, and carrying scimitars.
The two waves of troops combined totaled nearly 30,000 people, with flags fluttering and murderous intent rising to the sky. The solemn battlefield strangulation momentum alone was frightening to watch.
(End of this chapter)