Moth

Liu Changzhou is a veritable activist. He is worried about the border defense in Yuanhe County, so he plans to go there in person immediately.

Yuanhe County is a long and narrow county town running north-south. It constitutes almost one-third of Daqing's western defense line, and the other two-thirds are the Gobi and boundless desert endowed by good fortune.This also made Yuanhe County a hub for trade with the Western Regions, and also made it the focus of frequent harassment by the Western Twisters.

When the first emperor was in power, Liao Xuan, the general of Zhenxi, had always led troops to garrison.At that time, Liu Changzhou had not yet left the mountain, and he had only heard about the life of the famous General Liao Xuan when his master was talking about Daqing.However, God is jealous of talents, the old Liao Xuan unfortunately died on the battlefield at the beginning of the new emperor's accession to the throne, and the ten thousand good men under his command suddenly became leaderless, and was defeated by the West Nian cavalry, and the defense line stretching thousands of miles was defeated in an instant. Wolves and tigers serve.

The weak western defense line now has only the very weak Yuanhe County General Barracks as its main defense, with less than [-] old, weak, sick and disabled.

Before he left the capital, the new Zhenxi General who had already been appointed was Gu Yao.

After the Eighth Prince's Party fell, the Three Prince's Party celebrated with each other for a while, and Gu Yao was the backbone of the Three Prince's Party.And Gu Yao's border defense was actually decided by the emperor against all opinions, pushing a boat along the water of the third prince.

By doing this, the emperor is actually using the entire western defense line to support this group of tigers.

Liu Changzhou is very disapproving of this, because factional disputes are difficult, but they cannot compete with the safety of the entire family and the world.At that time, the young emperor just stood in front of the window of the imperial study room, with long eyes, then nodded himself with his index finger, and then Liu Changzhou, and chuckled lightly.

The young emperor's name was Zongyi, and he had grown Liu Changzhou for three years.Liu Changzhou looked at the smile that didn't reach his eyes at all, and suddenly he was enlightened, and he understood everything.

Early in the morning, the master who kept the "chicken flying dog jumping" without any risk, went to Xuanhekou.Liu Changzhou has always been a little uneasy about this brand new organization composed of several gang members who used to fight.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the workers who relay the stones are all in their own way. They don't hand them to the person closest to them, but insist on throwing them to the next person who is close to them.

Their leader, Su Yu, was holding a surveying tool in his hand, and he was gesturing with a few core masters not far away, maybe he didn't notice this situation at all.

Liu Changzhou's positioning of this Su Yu is more accurate - he is a talented fool.

With the crowd behind his back, he kicked Fang Bingbi's ass, who was still wiping his eye feces, in a very subtle way, and said in disgust, "Are you awake?" Fang Bingbi left a very poetic footprint on his body.

Fang Bingbi yawned, pointed upstream, and answered the wrong question: "If you don't leave, the morning boat will be gone. There is no money in the yamen for you to hire someone special for you."

Liu Changzhou squinted his eyes and looked to the west, said "Oh" slowly, and reminded like an old lady: "You lead this team to me, if something goes wrong, do you hear me?"

However, the facts proved that his guess was right. As soon as he arrived in Yuanhe County, an officer sent him a quick book. First, some people in the team quarreled, and it was easy to force a mediation. There was an unexpected movement upstream. The torrent rushed down suddenly, destroying most of the fortifications.

When the two hurried back to Qinghe County, they saw a field of wounded soldiers and disabled generals.

On the Xuanhe Estuary, the stone slabs that had been erected not long ago disappeared, and the high and low watchtowers along the south bank of the river collapsed in large pieces.The 500 manpower of the preventive fortifications, except for a hundred or so people carrying stones and wood along the river, the rest are more or less dressed in red and green. The most distressing thing is that some young men in their prime of life were directly washed downstream by the flood. Su Yu himself also broke his arm.

There was chaos along the coast.The ladders and watchtowers were all broken down the middle, and wooden sticks were strewn all over the place, looking unlucky as a tornado passed through.

Su Yu finally stopped keeping a blank face—so many people were broken in his hands—he was obviously fooled, and he was still trying to be brave enough to ask one person to do things and one person to take responsibility: "It's because I didn't think carefully. , underestimating the Hanging Estuary."

Liu Changzhou frowned, he was a little annoyed when he heard that he was so generous, but he chose the person himself, and when it comes to responsibility, his might be even bigger, so he ignored him.

On his way to the yamen, he passed a group of women with children in front of the Hengmen teahouse.

Those women dragged their families one by one, some held one in their arms, and another on their backs, with tears all over their faces—these were women whose husbands had died and orphans whose father had died.They should be going in the Yamen, fearing that they are going to seek justice.

There are always people who stand up and talk about "the benevolence of women" without back pain, but because they have never been there, let alone think about those suffering low-level people with their hearts.

Liu Changzhou has seen bigger and more tragic deaths than this. The casualties of this fortification are not comparable to the casualties of the smallest war he has ever participated in, but he still cherishes every life until now.

No one deserves to be sacrificed, and everyone's sacrifice should be worthwhile.They are all raised by fathers and mothers. There may be high and low births, but fate should be treated equally.

When he turned his head and saw the closed doors of Hengmen, he felt a surge of anger inexplicably.

So he kicked up without even thinking about it.After one foot was not enough, he added another foot. The door, which was quite strong at first, had a few cracks in the middle after he kicked it down in anger. In the end, it lingered alive and collapsed in a row.

Hearing the sound, Lu Hanzhang happened to come out from the bamboo gate, and he hadn't said a word yet——

Liu Changzhou broke his face completely, sneered, deliberately slowed down his tone, suppressed his anger, and said unhurriedly: "The bird's nest on the tree fell down, it's none of your business; the neighbor's house has water, it's none of your business." "It's none of your business to repair the water gate at Xuanhekou; it's none of your business if the Xiyan horse team comes over; I'm afraid Daqing is going to be over, so it's none of your business, right? You should be a wimp for the rest of your life Hiding in your shabby house, what else do you do besides playing Tai Chi with others? Three invitations, four invitations, three resistances, four resistances, I wonder if so many lives can invite your big boss Lu now?"

It is rare for him to have a bad temper. At that time, he never knew how to write the word "face".However, there is still a lot of things waiting for him to deal with the aftermath. Instead of wasting time talking with this weird person here, it is better to think about countermeasures.At the same time, he felt that he would give him a blow after the first confrontation, and he only sneered and said: "There are so many troublesome people in the poor mountains and rivers!" Then he walked away.

Lu Hanzhang could use his toes to guess why he was so angry—Liu Changzhou once mentioned the matter of the Water Gate Gate to him very frankly, but he bypassed it, and now that something happened at the Water Gate Gate, he naturally Of course, we should vent our anger on him.

However, it is still possible to coax him to recite this pot with gentle words, but today he was pointed at his nose and called "a coward", so he especially didn't want to recite it.

The more anxious others are about jumping off the wall, the more he will be able to act as if he has nothing to do with himself, and he is extremely sincere on the surface, but in fact he adds fuel to the flames: "Thanks to Master, I can appreciate it, but I can't add a little bit to Qinghe." Brick by brick, Lu felt guilty and hated."

As soon as Liu Changzhou stepped out of the threshold, such a harmless sentence came from behind, and his anger, which was not that big at first, suddenly exploded.

Youdao is to be courteous first and then soldiers. He used to treat this person with courtesy, but not only did the shit not work, but he also made himself full of anger.This kind of person is simply born to be beaten.

The veins on Liu Changzhou's forehead twitched, and he decided to teach this bastard a lesson for God, and then a scheme suddenly appeared in his mind.

So his figure was so fast that people could only catch an afterimage, and the person suddenly moved in front of Lu Hanzhang's eyes. Without saying a word, he pressed his shoulders, pushed his knee hard on his lower abdomen, and grabbed him. The collar gritted his teeth and said: "Your face is the most disgusting, and you only have your own bad business in your heart. What can you say to make you not so indifferent?"

Xie Qingyun was taken aback, and hurried up to fight, but Liu Changzhou slapped her nose and face bruised and swollen with a flick of her sleeve.Regardless of the pain on his face, he got up and went to the yamen to ask for Fang Bingbi.

Unlike Fang Bingbi, who is a pseudo-scholar, Lu Hanzhang is a pure scholar who has no power to restrain himself. He was bent down like a bow by that knee, and he felt that his internal organs were about to be broken, and the corners of his mouth There is also warm blood sliding down.

There is a saying that a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands. It is estimated that the mouths of all the gentlemen in Qinghe County can't compare with Lu Hanzhang.Liu Changzhou and him were perfect complements, and the combined hands of all the gentlemen in Qinghe County were probably inferior to Liu Changzhou.

But Lu Hanzhang is a man of face, he never thought that Liu Changzhou would launch an attack in an instant.

Although Liu Changzhou doesn't think he is thin, he uses skillful strength, specially bumping into the softest part of the person's body.He was completely bullying, he used Lu Hanzhang as a punching bag, and he would spit out the bile from Lu Hanzhang's top with a few knees.

His voice could almost freeze people: "This is my Qinghe, not your Qinghe? Is it my Daqing, not your Daqing? Boss Lu is a smart man, so it's impossible not to know why I'm here? Why don't you come out of the mountain?" Is it even more difficult than inviting the Heavenly King? You are the one who deserves to be beaten up the most. God has given you such a good skill that you are simply blinded by God!"

Lu Hanzhang saw a bunch of widows and orphans standing in the autumn wind through the dilapidated doorway, and he knew in his heart that Liu Changzhou was saying that "there are no eggs under the nest".

But he just wasn't happy.

His plain white gown was stained with blood, and he was in an unprecedented embarrassment.

In the past five years since his parents passed away one after another, he has never been taught such a lesson. After so many years in peace, today he suddenly feels a little impatient to live in such a evasive way.Then he didn't know that there was a saying called "A good man doesn't know the loss in front of him". Regardless of the blood that flowed out of his mouth as soon as he opened his mouth, he said intermittently: "Joke! God gave me a good skill? Why didn't I see it? Why did you see it? Please I go out of the mountain? How can I do it!"

As soon as Liu Changzhou let go of his hand, the beaten bloody man staggered back a step like mud, bumped into a row of bonsai and slid down.

The scene was very bloody.

When Fang Bingbi arrived after hearing the news, he saw their father spit flying all over the place.

He unceremoniously kicked their father away—their father has a bad problem, except on the battlefield, as long as he sees a large area of ​​death, he can do anything——with rich experience, he helped Lu Hanzhang up , and at the same time I couldn't laugh or cry.

People often say that when recruiting talents, one must pay attention to the thatched cottage and stick to one end, or the rich and the tiger are behind.Their father originally planned to go the former way, but the situation changed later, and he was forced to go the latter way, and he didn't know what the effect would be.

Their master suddenly gave him a meaningful look, and he had a flash of inspiration--excitement?

Liu Changzhou originally didn't intend to use the trick of driving ducks to the shelves, but a coincidence also made him turn the situation into a mess and it got out of hand.He simply went too far, deliberately making his words very ugly: "You are a piece of trash, I bet you may not be able to do better than Su Yu."

After speaking, he turned around and left.

Then... the corner of the clothes was grabbed by a bloody hand.

He looked down, and the man curled himself up in pain. His long and smooth hair was now tangled, and his face was stuck to his face with cold sweat. His lips were also a little white. The feathers also dimmed a bit.He squatted down, and heard him say angrily: "You're a waste, just don't dirty the master's eyes."

Then people lose consciousness.

Liu Changzhou's nose was crooked in anger, and he felt like his head could burst into flames -- logically speaking, the situation couldn't develop like this, and even a person with a little bit of backbone couldn't accept being slandered like this by others.

Is this Lu Hanzhang big-hearted or bohemian?

The **** has only heard of pigs inserting onions and pretending to be elephants, but never heard of elephants pulling out their teeth to pretend to be pigs.

The more Lu Hanzhang pushes back and forth, the more Liu Changzhou strengthens his belief that this person is talented, just like those people with modesty who dare to be confident because of their talents, and usually the more modest people are, the more capable they are--Liu Changzhou has seen so many people in different places. People who see this very accurately.

Xie Qingyun, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, pushed him away, held Lu Hanzhang's shoulders and told him to lie in his arms, stared and squinted at Liu Changzhou with difficulty, his eyes could breathe fire: "Master Liu, I really am I don’t know what kind of person you are to invite someone out of the mountain? The first time, you asked your dog to toss the smoky atmosphere in Hengmen, the second to the penultimate time, nearly ten times, and Jin Dou came to harass him from time to time Tea guest; this time, just beat our boss unconscious. You always say three invitations and four invitations, which is obviously three fights and four fights! You have a great future, and we want to be a commoner with our boss , are two different things!"

Liu Changzhou sensitively heard the implication from these words - the little hermit is in the abyss, the big hermit is in the city, maybe he is talking about Lu Hanzhang.

He bent down with a face as cold as ice, and easily picked up Lu Hanzhang, who was soaked in blood, and walked out. He said in a wrong way: "You know what a fart. Do you know how big Daqing is? Just rely on the meat of the court." Or, how can you support such a big world?"

The Hengmen was ruined like the scene of a large-scale murder in a secret room, especially the big pool of blood in the middle of the lobby, which was very bluffing.Fang Bingbi consciously stayed to deal with the aftermath, took out the always-prepared Dieda medicine wine from his pocket and handed it over, and said in a friendly way: "Shopkeeper, wipe it off."

Xie Qingyun's sluggish mind was still in the blood of their boss, and she didn't even think about "how can the master be better than the county magistrate" at all, and angrily pushed away the jar of bruise medicinal wine, saying nothing. Cho Yan said coldly: "Don't dare, I'm afraid of poisoning me to death."

Fang Bingbi: "..."

He probably also felt that their master did a little too much today, even if it is better to invite generals than aggressive generals, there is no need to beat people into such ghosts, so he decided to treat Xie Qingyun, the small-eyed Chiyu who was affected by the disaster, kindly. .

He rudely poured the medicinal wine into the palm of his hand, and slapped the small-eyed Xie Qingyun's brilliant face vigorously: "It's better to poison you to death. If you poison you to death, there will be one less troublemaker."

Xie Qingyun let out an "Aww", jumped three feet high in pain, and cursed: "Damn you!"

Here, Liu Changzhou carried the unconscious Lu Hanzhang into Guangji Hall with a cold face.Just now, he was cautious when he struck, and he picked places where the pain was obvious but not fatal, so even though there was a lot of bleeding, it wouldn't leave any serious problems.

This person's body is so soft, one can tell at a glance that he hasn't practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he can't bear to be beaten.If Fang Bingbi was beaten by him, that pseudo-scholar could survive the whole night without blinking.

He grabbed Lu Hanzhang's wrist, and when he was about to pull him onto the chair, he was stunned for a moment—where are the tendons on the palm side of the wrist?

He hesitated for a moment, bent down to try his ankle, and the hamstring was also broken.

People who practice martial arts know that after the limbs and hamstrings are completely broken, at least three years, people can't do anything about walking, let alone practicing martial arts.Looking at it this way, this person had his tendons broken at least three years ago, but according to the news from Zhan Baili, this person came here five years ago, that is to say, at least eight years ago. forward.

Eight years ago, when the first emperor was in power, there was civil strife in southern Xinjiang, and the auxiliary minister headed by the Southern Xinjiang Group had a lot of shit in their minds, and they went to Daqing to rescue soldiers.

At that time, the first emperor was instigated by a few reformers to inflate his ambition to unify the universe, and he was blinded by eating lard and handed over the military power to his master.His master quelled the civil strife in southern Xinjiang in one fell swoop, but when his teacher returned to the court, he did not receive the welcome he deserved for the triumphant hero, but was tortured by Ling Chi.

Liu Changzhou knows the reason without even thinking about it, it's because of his great achievements.

From ancient times to the present, heroes have always emerged in endlessly, and the empire has always spared no effort to chill the hearts of these heroes.

He stood and talked without pain in his back, thinking, either swords, lights and swords shadowed by horse leather shroud his body, or he died under the emperor's command, this is probably his final destination.He lowered his eyelids, as if seeing through the Ling Chi eight years ago, he saw the future that was already on the road—and no matter what the outcome, there is always a kind of unyielding, which is fatal ambition.

He shook his head lonely, shaking Lu Hanzhang's weak and boneless wrist, suddenly wondering if this person might have something to do with the accident eight years ago?Or is it just a coincidence?

Then...he remembered when he first met, this man was still doing some messy tattoos on his neck, and immediately scattered and rubbed his thoughts to pieces.

He brushed away the man's sweaty hair with some disgust, looked at the well-behaved feather up close, and snorted disdainfully, realizing that he couldn't appreciate the art of such high mountains and rivers at all.