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Chapter 76 The Pomp of Mud Legs

Yang Xiong's attitude towards Li Yan is basically Yun Zhao's attitude towards Li Hongji.

Peasant uprisings are often tragic and vigorous, and they are the most magnificent page in human history.

It is a great movement for people to break slavery and pursue their own rights, and it is the biggest cry from the bottom people to the corrupt rulers with their own courage!

Therefore, in Yun Zhao's view, there is no problem with the peasant uprising. The problem is the greedy rulers.

Li Hongji is different from Zhang Bingzhong. He does not pursue personal extreme enjoyment, nor does he like beauty. He usually wears common clothes with soldiers, eats rough food, and can lead the way in battle. He is regarded as one of the rare ambitions among the many leaders of the rebel army. People are also deeply loved by their subordinates.

If Yun Zhao didn't have another Li Hongji in his head, he would definitely have a good impression of this person.

Just like Liu Zongmin yesterday, as long as you change him to a leader, this person will definitely surrender under Yun Zhao's bewitching. However, Yun Zhao has no interest in this person. In essence, this person is a bad person. His loyalty is just the result of barely suppressing the desire in his heart.

When such a person comes to Lantian County, sooner or later they will be divided by Hachi and five horses!

The people of Guanzhong think that it is right and right for soldiers to eat food, no matter what kind of soldier they are and what food they eat. Therefore, the Qin army in the official army bears hardships and stands hard work and fights bravely. Similarly, the old Qin people in the thieves have the same. Quality.

Fortunately, the name of the biggest thief in Guanzhong is the essence of wild boar. However, the essence of wild boar is still the wealthiest among thieves in the world. In addition, the essence of wild boar is squatting in Guanzhong, so the people in Guanzhong under his command are naturally the most.

Guanlong has been the place where troops were sent since ancient times, and it is also the most tragic group of people who have brought disaster to the world. There will never be a shortage of Lao Qin people among the insurgents of the past dynasties. They are the group of people who dare to wield a knife to injustice.

However, as long as they are governed properly, they will become the most powerful supporting arm of dynasty after dynasty. They have created the most powerful dynasty in the history books of the Han people.

This is why Yun Zhao knows that the land of Guanlong is not the richest land in the world, but he must firmly control the land of Guanlong.

If you don’t have money, you can make money. If you don’t have food, you can grow it. If you don’t even have any pride in your chest, you really don’t have anything.

Without this indomitable spirit, no matter what you have, you are making clothes for others.

If the people in Guanzhong didn't have this injustice in their hearts, Yun Zhao would have taken his tribe to explore his own territory overseas, where would there be any desire to play a game of contending for world hegemony with a group of cowardly wretched haha.

Today's sky is still covered with clouds and snow fluttering.

Wrapped in fur clothes, Yun Zhao sat under the eaves holding a teacup and watched the heavy snow in the sky.

Yun Yang squatted on the edge of a small clay stove, carefully baking his own dried sweet potatoes.

Yang Xiong took a book and looked at it for a while, then lowered his head and sniffed his clothes, worrying about any bad smell remaining on it.

"Thousands of mountains and birds flew extinct, thousands of people disappeared, lonely boats and small boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow."

Yun Zhao whispered a famous piece from the ages. Yun Yang looked up at Yun Zhao and saw that he was not talking to himself, so he continued to flip the hot dried sweet potatoes with his hands.

Yang Xiong answered, "No fish will come today."

Yun Zhao snorted: "There are always people who like to do things that are unexpected. I have obviously greeted him in the way of bandits. He actually wanted to play the official way with me. It was only three courtesy. Today People will come again."

"Who will come today?"

"A liar."

"con man?"

"A liar!"

"You mean Song Xiance?"

"Li Hongji always likes to do this. I know I don't have any interest in seeing his subordinates. Even if I get humiliated every time I come here, I actually have to be humiliated three times. Who will show me a bitter face.

This person is used to being poor. He always thinks that being poor is the law of heaven. He is poor, and other rich people are bastards. He is always thinking of robbery, but he has to invent a fair and upright reason for himself.

Judging from what happened this time, this guy actually had the idea of ​​killing me Lantian County in his heart.

Thinking of ways to make excuses for yourself.

Since you want an excuse, okay, grandpa will give it to you. "

Yun Yang looked at Yun Zhao incomprehensibly. He didn't understand why Yun Zhao, who was chanting poems just now, suddenly became angry.

Yun Zhao raised his hand, and a Tsing Yi guard gave him the crossbow on his back.

The red banner on the top of the mountain shook twice, and Yun Zhao coldly inserted the crossbow arrow and stringed it.

Seeing a boy holding a donkey and turning around from the foot of the mountain, sitting on the back of the donkey was a guy in a Taoist gown.

Holding a fishing drum in his hand, he stepped on the thick snow slowly from the mountain road, and a copper bell was tied under the donkey's neck.

Every time you take a step, the bell rang, and after walking all the way, the bell rang all the way.

Zhang Guolao is even bigger than his mother's Zhang Guolao.

Already at a distance of ten feet, this **** is still no less than a donkey, still hanging his head and pretending to be a half-asleep bastard.

The donkey went straight to a place less than ten feet in front of Yun Zhao’s thatched hut. Then he woke up like a dream, sitting on the donkey and arching his hands and said: "Shanren..."

"Mountain, your mother!"

Yun Zhao lifted his hand and squeezed the trigger of the crossbow. He saw three crossbow arrows shot out like lightning. Song Xian's soul was scattered, and he wanted to roll off the back of the donkey. His thighs were first numb as if struck by lightning, and then the pain was like pain. The waves generally swept over.

Fart. The donkey under the thigh hissed and shook his head sharply, and threw the boy holding the rein two feet away, and immediately after his four hoofs softened, he fell on the ground, and there were two crossbow arrows stuck in the donkey's belly. , More than a foot into the meat.

Song Xiance fell from the donkey to the snowy ground, lost the fishing drum, and after holding his thigh screamed twice, he pointed to Yun Zhao and said, "Why did the commander kill me? Don't you shoot the king to commit crimes?"

Yun Zhao shook off the fur cloak, threw off the crossbow in his hand, and lifted the fart. The folding stool under the thigh jumped off the steps and came to Song Xiance's side. Before Song Xiance begged for mercy, the folding stool in his hand slammed into his face. Smashed up.

When Song Xiance went down on the folding stool, he spit out peach blossoms, two teeth broke and flew, and the original high nose was also flattened.

Even so, Yun Zhao still didn't mean to stop. The folding stool hit Song Xiance's head, face, and body. For a while, only Song Xiance's screams and Yun Zhao's screams were heard in the wind and snow. , And the muffled sound of the folding stool hitting the flesh.

Yun Yang grabbed a piece of freshly baked dried sweet potatoes and forgot to eat it. The book in Yang Xiong's hand fell to the ground, and he didn't even know it. Those Tsing Yi guards who only felt that their elders and young masters were benevolent on weekdays had their eyes widened. I never expected to see such a cruel scene of my eldest young master today.

Seeing that Song Xiance had only the breath left, and there was no more breath to enter, Yun Zhao panted and stopped the broken folding stool in his hand, and pointed at Song Xiance who was only breathing.

"What kind of dog do you dare to find the scene for Li Yan. Grandpa's subordinates are vulgar. You probably didn't think that grandpa was a hundred times more vulgar than his subordinates, right?

Climb back and tell Li Hongji that Grandpa is waiting for him here, giving him a face, and trying again and again. Is it really a muddle for being a grandpa?

Everyone is a green forest hero, but he will pretend to be aloof and give grandfather his power?

I'm **** your mother.

Tell Li Gou'er that his wild boar grandfather is waiting for him here. If we are not convinced, we will start a battle. If we dare to send someone who doesn't know the so-called, grandpa will divide him by five horses.

Song Xiance vomited blood while staring at Yun Zhao in horror. When he came, he had already figured out the wording, that is, he was ready to accuse Yun Zhao's subordinates of being rude, and then used the Chuang Wang army to force Yun Zhao to bow his head and confess his mistakes, so as to reach him. The purpose of defeating people without fighting.

Before they heard that Yun Zhao was blocking the way, Song Xiance and Li Yan carefully studied Yun Zhao's life. After seeing Yun Zhao's life, a feminine but extremely proud and reasonable young man appeared before their eyes.

As long as such a person gives him enough face and respect, then a lot of things can be reasonable, as long as he starts to be reasonable, Song Xiance feels that with his three inch tongue, he can win back the king. Bureau.

At present, there is a big gap between what is happening and what he imagined.

For a long time, Yun Zhao has never regarded himself as a bandit or bandit. He is trying his best to show his nature as a scholar, even in governing the place, and marching and fighting. He has done a good job, so that people in the world forget. Because of him, the Yun family is fundamentally a bandit, bandit, and gangster.

Over the years, King Chuang has also created a new identity for himself—that is, King Chuang who rescued the hardships,'eat his mother, drink his mother, Chuangwang came to pay no food', all of which is the light of Song Xiance’s wisdom. Flashed inside.

Therefore, the event of the Xiangyang Conference occurred, the event of the Xiangyang army reorganization, and the event of seizing the entire Henan to isolate the traffic between the north and the south of Daming.

"Wild boar spirit!" Song Xiance struggled to spit out a mouthful of blood~www.wuxiahere.com~ barely raised an almost unconscious arm and pointed at Yun Zhao as if there were thousands of words to speak.

Just hearing a click, Yun Zhao didn’t know when he picked up the folding stool and slammed it heavily on his arm, and his raised arm twisted and fell down strangely. Song Xiance responded with a scream that did not resemble a human scream. , His head tilted, and he fainted completely.

Ignoring Song Xiance who was lying in a pool of blood, Yun Zhao returned to the eaves and looked at Yun Yang. Yun Yang quickly threw away the dried sweet potato, which was already cold, and took it from the guard of Tsing Yi. A copper basin waits for Yun Zhao to wash his hands.

Yun Zhao washed his hands and the blood stains on his face, and said to Yang Xiong who was guarding aside: "To draft a letter to King Chuang, saying that I accidentally killed one of his donkeys and prepared to pay him one. I don’t know if he wants a **** donkey or a white-mouthed donkey with flowers."

As soon as these words came out, Yun Yang and Yang Xiong trembled together.

He didn't hear Yun Zhao further explain the meaning of the words. It seemed that he was referring to a donkey, and there was no metaphor, so he was relieved.

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