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"Brother, although you can survive these seven days relying on the help of the villagers, but the master will not want to see us like this," Zhou Fu said to Zhang Liang, changing the subject in embarrassment.

"Now I know the master's intention," Zhang Liang said, feeling a headache about the current situation.

So the two went into the mountains. They were more familiar with the mountains than anyone else. The valley where Jiang Ziya lived was full of everything, including birds, animals, animals and plants. Compared with them, the hills near the village seemed desolate. They hunted for a while. A wild boar and two rabbits, when they were about to go back home, they found that there seemed to be another family living in the mountain.

They looked at each other and found a simple bandit den along the trace. The camp was dilapidated, but there were many middle-aged men working inside. They quietly retreated to the village and found the old couple to inquire about the situation.

"There are indeed bandits in this mountain," the old man said in a loud voice after he was old and his ears were not very good. "But they are all good people. They are happy to ask them for help when there is trouble in the village. They have been guarding this mountain since two years ago, and even the village is much more stable, and they no longer have to worry about bandits and robbers coming to burn, kill and loot."

The old woman responded, "They used to be envoys serving in the small town in front of them. The county magistrate of the town bullied men and women and did all kinds of evil. They raised taxes and raised taxes for the sake of making money. The townspeople were miserable. The county magistrate ordered these servants The official envoys who built the river channel were transferred to build palaces for him, and they would be imprisoned if they were not completed within a fixed period, which forced the official envoys to rebel."

Zhang Liangruo thought about it: "So, these bandits were originally good citizens?"

"That's right," the old lady sighed, "They turned against the county magistrate, and the place is poor and remote, so the county magistrate naturally covered the sky with one hand and put them all on the wanted list."

"Will the superiors not discover what the county magistrate has done?" Zhou Fu asked curiously.

"Those officials have already colluded together, and it's too late to cover him."

"It's the county magistrate who got off his horse, wouldn't it be the same if someone else came?"

Fortunately, this village is poor and small, and the most powerful people are the officials in the village. The old man who is in charge of counting the population is somewhat related to the village chief.There are very few people in the town, so these bandits have taken root here, and occasionally bring some things from the mountains to exchange with the villagers for something, but they can still survive.

"Let's not talk about that, grandma, let's see, what should we do with our wild boars and rabbits, should we eat them or sell them?" Zhou Fu asked.

"This wild boar meat is fishy and sticky, and it can't be sold for a lot of money. It's a pity, but these two rabbits can be sold for a good price." The old woman pointed out where they could sell them and which ones were useless.There are a lot of wild boars in this mountain, and occasionally they will come down and harm the crops. In the past few months, the wild boars have been asked to help them to calm down the pigs.However, its meat is really unpalatable, not only fishy, ​​but also sour, which is difficult for ordinary people to swallow. The doctor said that these wild boars have always lived in places with poisonous grass, and some toxins that are not beneficial to the human body remain in their bodies. He warned the villagers Let's not eat it.

Zhang Liang touched the cold wild boar carcass, looked thoughtful, and then asked Grandma, "What should we do if we want to ask these mountain bandits for help?"

"Just go to them directly. Their cottage is in the southwest of the mountain, not far from us."

The two thanked the old couple and returned to the house. Zhang Liang took out the poisonous weeds he had collected while hunting, and said to Zhou Fu, "I know this herb. It's not very poisonous, and it smells sour. If you eat too much, it will make you sleepy. Originally, I wanted to use it to make Mongolian perspiration medicine, but the process of removing the smell is more troublesome and will affect the properties of the medicine."

Zhou Fu was stunned: "Brother, what are you doing to make Mongolian sweat medicine?"

"Will you be prepared?" Zhang Liang glanced at him, "If I also have the vajra physique of my junior brother, I will not be afraid of anything."

Hearing that Zhang Liang described himself as the King Kong orangutan mentioned in the book, Zhou Fu pursed his mouth unhappily, his chubby pink face was puffed out, and Zhang Liang pinched his hands itchyly.

Zhou Fugang wanted to slap him away, but his attention was diverted by his next sentence: "I have a way to solve these pig problems. I think every household in this village can eat pork in recent years."

Zhou Fu asked: "What method?"

Seeing that the younger brother was easily distracted, Zhang Liang's little fox secretly laughed in his heart.

Zhou Fu had sensed it a long time ago, and murmured in his heart that if he didn't tell the truth, he would let you be proud for a few days.

Zhang Liang took out another plant and said to Zhou Fujie: "This is the root of the poisonous weed. It can remove the smell and detoxify the medicinal properties of the poisonous herb. The pharmacological conflicts make it impossible to make Mongolian sweat medicine. It is used to treat wild plants. Pork would work."

So Zhang Liang fiddled and fiddled, and directed Zhou Fu to deal with the wild boar. He dissected the wild boar and soaked it in the water soaked in roots. A meal of pork was given to him.Put the pork skewers on the processed branches, fat and thin, and put them on the fire. Then brush the boiled lard on the skewers, sprinkle with salt, and the pork without the sour smell exudes a strong aroma. .

Zhou Fu took the meat skewers that Zhang Liang handed him, and after eating, he said, "The taste is much better, but the fishy smell has not been dealt with. It smells like pigs."

"These villagers don't have the spices to cover up the pork," Zhang Hao said with a smile, "It tastes so good, it's enough for them."

"So we should go find those bandits next," Zhou Fu quickly followed Zhang Liang's rhythm, "There are wild boars in the mountains, and only these strong laborers can hunt wild boars. They couldn't eat them before, but now If the toxicity problem is solved, these wild boars may be eaten up in a few years."

"Since it's flooding, it's breeding very fast," Zhang Liang said, "If they have a long-term plan, they can raise some wild boars in captivity."

The two hit it off immediately, and seeing that it was getting late, they decided to go up the mountain tomorrow.

The next day, they found the bandit leader and discussed with him about the wild boar.

"I've heard of you," said the bandit leader, "the two young men who came to the village suddenly a few days ago."

The news of the village is closed and the population is simple. It is most obvious that strangers have come, not to mention the bandits who have been paying attention to the village. It is just that these two young people who are suspected of being in distress have no ill intentions towards the village. action.

The bandits were overjoyed when they heard that Zhang Liang had solved the problem of wild boars being difficult to eat, and the leader of the bandits even invited him as a guest.

In the next few days, whenever there was any problem, the bandit leader would personally come down the mountain to ask Zhang Liang the solution. He trusted and admired Zhang Liang's IQ. Zhang Liang's title has also changed to Mr. Mouthful, and he is also called Mr. Zhou Fu Xiao. He will come to ask Zhou Fu for some questions when Zhang Liang is not around.

Seeing that this white-faced man is tall and powerful, has a straightforward and hospitable temper, and has made friends with a bunch of loyal brothers, Zhou Fu secretly regrets that this Han Gaozu, who created the foundation of the Han Dynasty in Chinese history, has not yet awakened, and has not been able to watch the true face of celebrities ,what a pity.

The seven days passed quickly. The guard chief Jing who came to pick them up originally thought that they would have a hard time, but he never thought of coming to see them. The two young boys are doing very well, with meat to eat every day. The bandits treated them with courtesy, and the villagers were very close to them. When they heard that they were leaving, they reluctantly stuffed them with many farewell gifts.

Before parting, Zhou Fu pulled Liu Bang who had come to see him off, and motioned the tall man to bow his head.

Liu Bang wondered that Mr. Fuxiao was mysterious, with a serious and serious face, secretly amused in his heart, and listened with his head down as he said.

Zhou Fu whispered a few words into his ear, Zhang Liang saw Liu Bang's surprised expression, then nodded eagerly, the curiosity in his heart was like a cat scratching.

Afterwards, Zhang Liang asked Zhou Fu what he had whispered, but he heard Zhou Fu say: "It is recorded in ancient books that the smell of pork is closely related to his glands, and the most affected is his prostate. I want Liu Bang to try it. Try to raise a batch of piglets, castrate them to see what happens, if it is true, it will be great."

"Ancient books, what ancient books have such records?" Zhang Liang asked in surprise.

Zhou Fu tilted his head, "I forgot, it seems that I saw it in the palace?" After that, Zhou Fu himself was also puzzled, maybe this knowledge was given to him by his mother?He didn't remember either.

After the two returned, Jiang Ziya praised their performance during this period of time and gave Zhou Fu a bunch of extra-curricular extracurricular courses on pharmacology. Zhang Liang was even more miserable, because he was too weak and was thrown away with Chief Guard Jing Training, falling asleep every day when you are tired.

Jiang Ziya is a standard eagle teacher, his philosophy is full of Spartan style, and his wish is to achieve world nuclear peace.

That's right, it's not peace, it's nuclear peace, proper villain thinking.

For example, the worldview he instilled in Zhou Fu, he told Zhou Fu that sacrifice is necessary for greater things.

"Destruction is for greater creation."

It can be said that this Eagle brand teacher has left a profound impact on Zhou Fu. Zhou Fu, his senior brother and senior sister, none of them are fuel-efficient lamps. The future is far away.

In the winter of Zhou Wu's 26th year, the second prince was arrested for treason, and his accomplices were wiped out. Countless people were beheaded in front of the Meridian Gate. On this day, the entire sky was filled with terrifying blood.

The Imperial Mausoleum could not receive any news from the outside world. In the endless sea of ​​books, Zhou Fu studied tirelessly. Under the guidance of a god-level lecturer, he never stopped enriching himself, and lived a fulfilling and satisfying life.

On this day, Zhou Fu ordered people to pack up his things, as well as the mastiff dog that was about to mature. I don’t know what Jiang Ziya ate for the first one. Today, the first one has grown into a giant. It is as tall as a person, which is unmatched by ordinary mastiffs.

When it was over, Jiang Ziya gave Zhou Fu a bottle of the first favorite jelly beans, and asked him to feed it one every day, and told him mysteriously that this was a gift prepared by his master, and there would be surprises in the future.

Zhou Fu saw that the first one had become smarter after eating jelly beans, so he nodded and accepted it.

Seeing Zhou Fu stroking the first fluffy hair, Zhao Gao asked casually: "How does Your Highness know that someone will come to pick you up today? These servants have been with His Highness all these days, and no one has come to say anything."

Zhou Fu rode on the first body, condescending, and felt that the vision from the height was very good, and his handsome face was unpredictable. This young man, after being taught, was like a piece of jade in the rough, blooming his unique charm.

Zhao Gao was in a trance for a while, suddenly, he seemed to see the heroic and powerful overlord of the past again.Suddenly regaining consciousness, Zhao Gao shook his head, secretly wondering about his previous feelings.

On top of Zhao Gao's head, the handwriting that marked the name has been blurred to the point where only a shadow remains.

Zhou Fu was ready.

Zhou Fu smiled at Zhao Gao and said, "Because the year has come."

The novice protection period is over.

~

In the spring of the 27th year of Zhou Wu, the collusion between the eldest prince and the third prince to poison was revealed. The emperor bestowed poisonous wine, and the emperor of Zhou was bedridden with poison. .

The sound of the bell resounded in the silent night, and under the moonlight, the crowd carrying lanterns walked through the Zhou capital in an orderly manner like ants.

"The late emperor collapsed..."

The crowd carried out their respective tasks in an orderly manner. The mourners and the senders arrived one by one. The Imperial Army guarded the entire King of Zhou tightly. On both sides, who dare not cry hard at this time, if they don't cry hoarsely, the watchers hidden in the dark will record their every move, and if they are a little careless, they will be sent to the late emperor to be buried. Among these concubines, five "lucky ones" will be selected for the funeral ceremony.

The two young princes knelt on the other side with pale faces, but no one was allowed to shed tears, otherwise it would be unknown and disrespectful to the emperor's father.The fourth prince was born with a leg problem and was unable to walk, so far he has been able to hold on to his limit. His face was pale and lifeless, and he looked like he would faint at any time.

As one of the only three remaining princes today, the eighth prince, the youngest, is only five years old, but he was so frightened by the accident at the age of just the governor, his mind went blank, and only the whistling wind and the crying of the girls remained in the hall. The sound was shrill.

Accompanied by the shrill cry, the little prince gradually felt a splitting headache, as if there were thousands of troops fighting in his mind, the bloody smell of the battlefield, the angry howls of the enemies, the impeachment of the ministers with high merit, the suspicion and conflict of the emperor... The cold gaze, and that glass of wine...

"Da da da……"

The sound of footsteps gradually increased, and a figure appeared outside the hall. Outside the hall gate, all the officials knelt to see the late emperor off.

As the figure walked in, it turned out to be a boy in his teens. The hall was dark and the expression on the boy's face could not be seen clearly for a while. The ceremony officer bowed his head and saluted, ordered the maid to bring a white cloth, and said respectfully, "Your Highness, please build the coffin for the late emperor."