Jinan Sea

When Xiaojing Wang was awake, there was a person sitting beside the bed.He bent down and stared at him intently.He knew that the siege of Snowflake City was over.The wind is coming from the sky.

We met again after we parted at Kali Mountain.A sense of humiliation and anger surged in King Jing's heart.Feng Litian looked at him closely, he improved a lot after taking the antidote from the Northern Army.However, the illness for several days had caused him to have a high fever, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and his cheeks had a sickly blush.Feng Litian lost his composure and stared at his face and sweat.She reached out her hand to help him wipe away the sweat, and slowly stroked his face along the way.He stared at him like a glutton discovering delicious food, and a ferocious beast staring at its prey.Ambiguous and crazy.

Xiaojing Wang shuddered, trying to maintain the etiquette that a foster father should have for a foster son.He wanted to break free from his hand, but Feng Litian stared at him fiercely until he couldn't bear to avoid his eyes.This is the worst possible situation.He said helplessly, "You went all out to catch me, just for this?"

Feng Litian's hand didn't leave his cheek: "I want these and other things too. I don't want to use cruel means to force you to submit. You'd better cooperate."

"That won't work."

He looked up into his eyes in surprise.It would be unwise for King Jing to resist at this time.

"I can't give it to you. We'll all end up dead if we do that."

Feng Litian smashed the porcelain pillow next to his face with a fist: "You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, don't force me to turn my face, otherwise everyone will lose face."

What you want to do will lose face.Xiao Jingwang said sickly: "This is not a negotiation, I can't give it. You can try to torture me or kill me to achieve your goal. I can also kneel down and beg for mercy, and I can go to bed. But if you have other I can't do it."

"The demons outside the city were arranged by you. You colluded with the demons and let them flow into the North Territory to stop me. You have fought against the demons for many years and learned to use them. You gave up some good and evil things Just run to the goal. This kind of behavior can deceive Haoyue and the people of the world, but it can't deceive me. You have grown up. But you are playing with fire, and I can't play with you. I still can't promise you. "

Feng Litian stared at him, his violent eyes were about to explode in the lonely snowy night.He reached out and continued to caress his cheeks, lips and neck.Tude slapped him hard with his backhand.Little mirror king fell on his back.Feng Litian turned around and left, commanding the soldiers: "Torture him. Beat until he begs for mercy. I want to see how tough this playboy's bones are."

The courtyard was covered with snow, and the two subordinates Liu Zhen and Ge Qiu who followed Fenglitian to Snowflake City were stamping their feet and waiting under the eaves.Ge Qiu said: "Do you think Feng Shuai will repeat the same mistakes? As soon as he saw the tears of the old monster, he begged for mercy a few more times, and he was so soft-hearted that he fell in love with him? He finally caught him. I really don't want to see that Tired of human scenes."

Liu Zhenxi said: "That would be great, we can have a drink to celebrate. People are obsessed with what they can't get, and once they get it, they will get rid of the obsession. I hope Feng Shuai will soon fulfill his wish and have sex with him. He will find that old things are useless, and he is not even as good as the husband in the capital. The authority, monuments, and aura he erected since he was a child have all been lost, and he has been out of his control since then. The son of a bitch."

"...Oops, that's bad. I knew he wouldn't let him get it easily." The two of them watched dumbfounded as several soldiers dragged Little Mirror King down the dungeon.Liu Zhen said anxiously: "Don't beat him, and don't get angry or angry. The old monster did it on purpose, he knew that he would be more disturbed when he was beaten. He was playing tricks until he died, I have to go and order, don't break killed him."

"I don't understand! I don't understand either. The feelings of adults are really disgusting." Ge Xiaohou jumped unhappily: "I'm tired of this kind of sticky relationship, so I can't just fall in love with him or kill him." Have you betrayed him?" He looked left and right: "Where's that handsome young man? Did he sell his master just like that? Little white face, evil-hearted, he's impressive."

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Xiaofeng is a little beggar outside Xuanyi City, a small town in the south.ten years old.Thin and tall, with long hands and feet, a mess of black hair like a hen's coop, and shabby clothes in sackcloth.He is a clever and loyal young leader of a local beggar gang.He has no father and no mother, and he has been begging, stealing, grabbing land, and being beaten and starved in this small southern city since he was sensible.I usually live with a group of little beggars in Yizhuang outside the city where dead bodies are placed.He never thought that he would be hunted down if he lived in Luan Graves.The biggest gangster in the city, Li Yingjiao, and the local security guards brought a group of people to Yizhuang. When they found the little beggar, they beat them up and ordered them to leave.Xiaofeng is holding a kitchen knife and wants to fight him desperately.

The dibao stopped Li ruffian: "Don't kill him, let them receive the original nobleman. That man is very suspicious. When he sees the little beggar living in Yizhuang, he will not suspect that this is the magistrate Mao's plan."

It's a conspiracy.The local magistrate Mao Yongyi resold the Luan Tombs, Yizhuang and Qingxian Mountain outside the city to a foreigner at a high price.They took the money, but they were unwilling to give him the grave.The county magistrate sent Li Yingjiao and Dibao to find a way.Random graves, Yizhuang, and Qingxian Mountain where bandits are rampant are really good places to prolong life.They set up a plan to lure foreigners into Yizhuang, inform the bandits and let them kill the foreigners.Then send officers and soldiers to wipe out the bandits.Black eats black, kills three birds with one stone.

The magistrate who ransacked the house, and the county magistrate who exterminated the family.It is not easy to kill an outlander.

They caught Fat Tiger and Xiaoya from the little beggars and threatened Xiaofeng to be obedient.

"I'll do it." Xiaofeng was forced to agree.

The young boy held a straw stick in his mouth, squinted his eyes, and watched a convoy of more than ten vehicles enter Yizhuang under the hot sun.It's like watching dead ghosts go to hell.Suddenly I understood why the magistrate and the gangster wanted to kill each other.

More than a dozen carriages, five or six luggage carts, and the thick ruts left traces.A dozen strong bodyguards and domestic servants, a mustache accountant, and a sickly old scholar.Several young page boys.There is also a handsome young man with a white face, black hair, a stocky figure, who is always so lazy that he can't open his eyes as if he can't wake up.Standing at the gate of Yizhuang, he looked at the graves of the dead and the dilapidated ancestral halls all over the hillside and sneered: "Yizhuang, yes, it's good! This place is very big and quiet, and no one is competing with me for the land. The magistrate, don't worry about it." .”

The land protector is not very polite to foreigners: "This is the largest barren hill outside our city of Xuanyi. There is no other place. If Mr. Li thinks the land is not good, you can leave."

The young and handsome Master Li stared at him and smiled, "If you don't go, let's go here. I'm tired. Thank you, Governor Mao, for me, and I will come to thank you later."

The Dibao and the local ruffian left in a huff.

Xiaofeng stood in front of the broken house and felt sorry for him.If he turned around and left, he would still be alive.

People filed into the dilapidated Yizhuang hall.The roof collapsed, the windows were broken, the chairs fell, and the memorial tablet for the dead on the altar table crackled and fell down.It was pouring rain outside again.Such as panic doomsday.

Master Li turned around and saw a group of little beggars standing blankly in the side hall, at a loss.There was a sneer: "Get out! Even the little beggar wants to compete with me for land, and I have fallen to the bottom."

"It's raining heavily outside, where can we go? We just need to find a place to shelter from the rain, and we will leave when the weather clears." Xiaofeng shouted unconvinced.Hehe, he is in the same category as Li Yingjiao and Dibao.Arrogant, cold-blooded, regardless of other people's life or death.He had no sympathy for him dying.

For his rebuttal.Master Li took another look at him.His gaze was like a cold and damp poisonous snake, sticking to his body, and pulling it away in an instant.It was as if he had seen through him and was plotting against him.Xiaofeng hurriedly lowered his head and led his companions out of the hall.

A twelve or thirteen-year-old boy in Tsing Yi chased out of the broken hall in an oil coat: "It's raining too much, you should find a house to shelter from the rain first. You can leave after dawn."

Another boy in a white jacket who was younger than him also came out, with a smile in his eyes: "My name is Mingzhu, and his name is Molongcheng. Our master has a bad temper, but he is actually a good person. He has great abilities. He Once you get this villa, you will manage it well. The villa still lacks many servants, boys and servants. You will have a chance."

Xiaofeng bit his lip and led his companion to the side room without saying a word.Mingzhu was very respectable in the convoy, and after a while, the maid brought four big white steamed buns and chicken legs.Xiaofeng was also grateful and came to the kitchen to help them clean the stove and start a fire.They brought their own firewood and rice, and people lit fires to cook and settle down.Taking advantage of the crowd.He put a packet of medicine in their bucket and got out.

Not long after, he quietly moved to the front hall, and the group made up their beds in the hall to rest after eating.A deep sleep.Xiaofeng jumped out of the house and lit a red lantern on the tip of a stone pagoda in the backyard.Then he ran out the back door with Fat Tiger.Their job is done.

The fat tiger devoured the drumsticks, and cursed: "How dare you scold us, they won't survive tonight."

Xiaofeng turned his head and looked at the precarious messy graves and dilapidated houses, feeling heavy in his heart.

It rained heavily at night, and the rain moistened the hillside, and a turbid stream mixed with stones flowed down the hillside.In the dark night, countless figures surrounded the mass graves.The bandits from Qingxian Mountain poured into Yizhuang like ants pouring out of their nest.Farther away, there are black officers and soldiers hidden in the darkness.Amid thunder and lightning, there were screams in the Yizhuang.

Xiaofeng shivered.Just because Mr. Li bought the random graveyard where they lived, he beat and scolded them out of the hall.That's all he did?How is this different from the ruffian Li and the bandits he hates?No, he did it to save his friends.So, is it the high credit of the local government ruffian, or the high credit of the unfamiliar Mr. Li?

He rushed out violently, raised a torch, jumped into the stable and lit the shed, shouting: "The mountain torrent is breaking out, and the mudslide is coming. Run!"There was another conflict with the officers and soldiers in ambush.The graves are in chaos.

The stranger did not escape from the hall of the main house.Xiaofeng plucked up the courage to run in to save others, and found a group of foreigners standing there looking at him sternly.The lights were brightly lit, and the smell of blood filled the sky.The guards overturned the bandits, Li Ying's feet and the ground guard were kneeling beside them with blood on their heads, and there were dead and injured bandits all over the place.The arrogant and confused Master Li sat on the teacher's chair and smiled: "Ha, the little beggar who is a spy is here, will he figure it out and want to join me? It's too late."

Molongcheng and Mingzhu stood on both sides, looking at him sympathetically.The little beggar rescued from Li Yingjiao and Di Bao also stared at him blankly.

"No. I..." Xiaofeng was too discouraged to speak.

They all lost sight.A group of pheasants were going to lure wolves and leopards away, but they attracted a vicious tiger.Master Li is much more professional than them in murdering and crossing households.

His men killed Li Yingjiao and Di Bao with their knives on the ground, and threw them into the pile of dead bandits.The head of the bandit leader was chopped off and thrown into the dead bodies of officers and soldiers.Kill more than 200 officers and soldiers.The corpse lay at the foot of the mountain.It caused the entire army to be wiped out in the night battle between officers and soldiers and bandits.Lumpy graves have become veritable mass graves.Only a group of outsiders who are proud and independent are left in the mountains.

As for the little beggar who is a spy who poisons the crowd and guides the bandits, he is also a bandit in the future.Master Li was about to speak with a pale face.Mo Longcheng winks at the little beggar.Mingzhu said gently: "Master, the little beggar came to deliver the letter in the end, and even frightened the bandits and officers and soldiers that there was a mudslide, which caused them to fight each other. It was a small favor. You have clear grievances and grievances, so spare his life."

Mr. Li sneered: "At such a young age, he has an honest appearance. But he conspired with local ruffians and bandits to do things. He is very promising. This type of person is only worthy of serving as a soldier for a lifetime. If he is beaten with a hundred lashes, if he does not die, he will die on his forehead." Put the word 'Xin' on the tattoo. Let him remember the word of faith. If you meet him again in the local area, kill him!"

He is the biggest gangster and ruffian he has ever seen in his life, he would even do this to a ten-year-old child.

The little beggar was beaten with a hundred slabs and tattooed.dying.Then they threw him into the side hall.Molongcheng quietly sent the wound medicine.

In the past few days, Master Li has arranged for the captured little beggars.The younger ones were sent to others for adoption, and the older ones rushed to work in cities and towns.Afterwards, people were ordered to flatten the old tombs and build new houses. Taoist priests were invited to do the same, and the old tombs, broken ancestral halls and dead bodies without owners were removed.The random graves were named "Ytterbium Xia Villa".lived down.

Master Li is from the Central Plains, a famous wife. 25 years old.There is no proper career, and I don't know why I came all the way from the Central Plains to the south.His servants called him "Mirror King".It is said to be the title of an ancient feudal lord in the Central Plains.These days, rich people like to put gold on their faces, saying that they are from a famous family.As long as he is rich and powerful, most people are willing to address him respectfully.In fact, what kind of king is he.

He changed the random graveyard to "Jingxia Villa".It means "sit in meditation and often think about it".But I didn't think about it.He builds mansions, courtyards, gardens.More than 500 bandits, officers and soldiers who were killed were buried deep in the ground of the villa, and camellias were planted on it.Serving tea with a smile and admiring the camellia flowers is like sitting contentedly on a mountain of corpses of more than 500 people.

Master Mao, the local prefect, also forgot about his local guards and officers and soldiers, and did not show up.

Master Li also built a martial arts arena.Recruit some bodyguards, nurses and servants.One is to take root in the South China Sea.He recruited hundreds of clever children in the vicinity as page boys.Order people to take them to study literature and practice martial arts.He said that he would select a few smart and handsome children to be adopted sons.It attracted the envy of the people near Xuanyi City and sent the children here.I hope that Mr. Li can be selected.

Xiaofeng became an embarrassing person after recovering from his injury.Ten years old is neither too old nor too young, he has nowhere to go, and he doesn't want to brazenly stay in a random graveyard.He also had a prisoner-like "letter" tattooed on his forehead, which was a shame and humiliation that he had never encountered in his life.Xiaofeng felt that word seep into his heart from his forehead.

He watched coldly as the villa recruited servants.He is used to the life of a free and slow beggar, and he will not be a slave.But he was envious of them being able to learn martial arts.That night, he saw with his own eyes that Mr. Lan Da, the most humble accountant, killed more than a dozen bandits and bullies with a pair of silver chopsticks.They are not showy legs in street martial arts gyms, they really have the art of subduing dragons and binding tigers.He decided to stay, and brazenly followed Mo Longcheng to the martial arts field every day to watch them learn martial arts.

After watching it for a few days, he was able to learn it decently.Molongcheng quietly found King Jing, saying that Xiaofeng was talented and repented.Ask him to keep him.The black-hearted and vicious Xiaojing Wang sneered, "You dare to keep a stubborn and stubborn little bandit. He has suffered a great crime, I have stabbed him in the face, and his personality is so serious that he is distorted. It is a big trouble. Forget it, you want to raise a dog Just raise him, if he gets into trouble in the future, you will solve it."

Mo Longcheng was so grateful that he saluted him and ran away.

Afterwards, Xiaofeng became Molongcheng's follower.Stayed in Jingxia Villa.

Jingxia Villa is not doing good deeds.All the servants who teach must sign a contract of sale with the King of Mirrors.The master has the power to discipline and kill the servants.The little beggar also bit his toothpick, and King Jing agreed with him to enter the villa.

Teaching is also very strict.An old master hired outside taught them how to read and write, and Mr. Lan Da came to teach them military skills.The children who fail to practice martial arts every day will have no food to eat, and they will be assessed and competed every month. The last person will be punished and beaten. the villa.There are a total of more than 100 servant boys, and the top ten are considered successful.All others are losers.This practice is cruel.

Some children can't bear the hardship halfway and want to quit school or run away.Li Fu sent someone to interrupt their meridians or take medicine to make them useless: "If you want to leave here, you can, and give me back the skills I taught."

This is a road of no return.Become a master after learning, or become a slave, or a useless person.Fear welled up in the children.

He is very strict with Xiaofeng, and he is also very ordinary. Xiaofeng is the one who is beaten the most in the school, and he comes back with serious injuries every night.Mo Longcheng was a little stronger than him, so he came to help him apply the medicine: "Don't hate Master. He is stricter so that you can learn literary and martial arts." "What about you?" Feng Litian looked at him who was also injured.The young man from a wealthy family in the north also has the tact of a wealthy family: "Hee hee, I'm not angry. I have to learn my skills. I came here to be the city lord in the future."

Mingzhu said worriedly: "Your foundation is the worst, so it is inevitable that you will not be able to keep up with the assessment. I will go and tell King Jing, gentlemen, please be merciful."

"Don't show mercy. I can do it." The whole villa knew that King Jing didn't like him.He is even more unwilling to lag behind, so he has to learn more deeply.

Xiaofeng thought of an old beggar he knew when he was a child hanging out on the streets.He said that some big city lords and rich people in the north will train dead soldiers.Let people teach them arts and martial arts, and strictly select qualified people.Often hundreds of people can select a qualified dead fighter, and the others died or were disabled in the middle of martial arts training.This is called hound training, also known as "boiling the eagle".

After the hunter captures the little wild eagle, he carefully feeds it, takes care of it carefully, releases it every day, and conducts taming.I usually don't let it sleep or eat, and suffer it to suffer, so that its physical strength is exhausted, and then it is obedient and obeys people's commands.This is called domesticating it.

Xiaojing Wang adopted these children as "boiled eagles".He just did it more tenderly, saying that he would adopt a well-educated child as a foster child.He selected more than a dozen servant boys out of a hundred, unlike the northern city lord who only selected one or two out of hundreds of people.The rest became failures and ghosts under the knife.He was kind.

After Xiaofeng figured this out, he became even more frightened.

Little Mirror King is not a good master.Emotional instability, sometimes crazy and sometimes self-pity, drunk and like to howl and curse in the garden, pointing at the north, like a madman.He also doesn't like teenagers who learn martial arts.He's too arrogant to hide his liking.He likes smart, beautiful, winky, talented children, and hates rude, dirty, stubborn country bumpkins and ordinary people.

Among the servants he has received, Mingzhu is the smartest and smartest, the most popular is Molongcheng, a child of a family, Duanmuqian is honest and lovable, and even the reckless He Erchun makes people laugh.He was smiling when he looked at them, not funny.Only seeing the tall, thin beggar with disheveled black hair, a pair of stubborn black eyes, silent but full of thoughts, he was puzzled and reserved.

The little beggar was also puzzled.He is not with them.Wealthy, proud, scheming, like a profound high-ranking official on stage.He is not similar to the rude and ignorant young people in the small southern towns, the greedy businessmen, the cunning and lazy farmers, and the children playing in the mud with a runny nose.But they came to the south to pay money and people to train children.

He felt as if he had just stepped out of the wolf's den and into the tiger's den.

But he is very protective of his disciples.He can beat and scold them, but others can't.Once, the energetic servant boys broke into the farm of a big landlord next to the "Jingxia Villa" to steal peaches, and they were caught and beat up by the other party before notifying King Jing.King Jing was angry: "My disciples are useless, I will control them. What are you, the one who dares to beat me?"

He led people into the manor next door, beat up the landlord, and burned the manor to nothing.He became fierce and crazy, not like a sick cat and a wimp.Like a mad tiger baring its fangs and shaking people's hearts.The more Xiaofeng understands him, the more afraid he is.

But he couldn't escape.The mirror king has been pondering every boy with a pair of calculating eyes, thinking about how to make good use of them.He also showed occasional youthful emotions.Get closer to Mingzhu and Molong City.Mingzhu is a rare talent for a prime minister in a thousand years, and Molongcheng is the young lord of a big city in the north who is about to return.He only loves smart, powerful people.

Mingzhu is also very good at doing what she likes, like a loyal dog that cannot be separated from its master.Xiaofeng looked down on him very much.Mingzhu calmly continued to do her own thing.When he made a mistake, he interceded for him, and gave him wound medicine after being beaten.

The boy's blood was still hot.

Mingzhu occasionally revealed some truth: "Follow him, don't be stubborn. The more you behave like this, the more he hates you. Mr. Jing Wang is the most intelligent person I have ever met. He looks like a god, and understands human nature. He sees We ordinary people are like gods looking at ants. He just pretends to be stupid. Moreover, he is whoever you take him to be. If you respect him as a father, he will become a father; Master is afraid, he will make you more afraid; if you treat him as your enemy, he will be your worst enemy... He is very busy, has a lot of worries, and has no time to pay attention to others. Learn how to survive."

It is worthy of being a prime minister who is rare in a thousand years.His tone was not like that of a child, but like a wise old man who watched life with cold eyes.Xiaofeng shivered in shock.Mingzhu is using all her mind to spy on the Mirror King.He also hated the mirror king?No, he seems to be loyal to the mirror king.

He couldn't help being secretly jealous of Mingzhu, Jingwang and other geniuses who "had no plans to spare", which made him even more mediocre and incompetent.He was extremely envious of them, so he could only work harder.

Three or four years passed.The teenagers who didn't die, escape, or become disabled are considered teachers.There are more than a dozen servant boys who can worship King Jing as their adoptive father.Mingzhu is the first person to be a teacher, with perfect talents and learning, much wisdom and close to monsters, and good at winning in danger.The second is actually the silly Duanmuqian, an honest child who wholeheartedly admires the master and only studies economics and official career.He said that he would be in charge of the city of Jinshan for his foster father.After that, He Erchun had the loyalty and strength of a tiger.It was only logical that Mo Longcheng would become his adoptive son.They are the children of the rich family, who are civilized and martial arts, peaceful and drunk, and have grown up to be Pianpianjia's sons... There are also several capable adopted sons.

The last is Xiaofeng.Xiao Jingwang looked at the 14-year-old high-spirited boy with complicated eyes.Among his adopted sons, he has the best martial arts skills and the most proficient art of war, and he loves to line up troops on the sand table and attack cities and lands.In reality, he is the person who can best help him collect debts and seize cities in various cities.

A handsome talent.

Xiaojing Wang wanted to scold his mother in his heart.He wanted to raise a bodyguard who could fight and block knives, but he found a handsome talent who loved the geography of mountains and rivers, studied how to lead troops and move food every day, and conquer the world... I really hate it, so troublesome!

Xiaojing Wang smiled and motioned the boy to kowtow to his adoptive father.

He is not happy.The future marshal stared at his adoptive father with pitch-black eyes, deducing his adoptive father's psychology with military tactics.

He worshiped King Jing as his adoptive father.He gave him his name.King Jing stared at the respectful young man in a daze.Being too conscientious and capable is a virtue, and it also means that he is more assertive, ambitious, and not encumbered by others.Not a good subordinate who bows his head and obeys his ears.He also had words tattooed on his forehead.If he remembers this grudge... Mingzhu tugs on King Jing's sleeve, and King Jing smiles: "Let's call Feng Litian, and have a higher ambition. Although I don't know where my family is, I regard the world as my home."

"My place is your home. One cannot live without a home." He pressed his hands on his chest, his eyes glowed brightly, and said to the young man with deep meaning.

"Xiaofeng wrote it down. You will always be my adoptive father." Feng Litian knelt down and worshiped his father.