The First Happy King of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 13 Be low-key and high-key (revised version)

Chen Mu and the others acted very quickly, and it didn't take much time to prepare all the roasted or boiled chicken, duck and geese.

Li Muyun didn't care about the three sevens and twenty ones, and first pulled the big goose that frightened him. In order to get revenge, he had to eat it himself.

Of course, don't ask why Li Muyun knew that he killed the goose. As an enemy, he is fully capable of recognizing the headless guy at a glance.

That little old man in Li Yuan held a chicken, and the little old man ate it slowly, chatting with Li Muyun indifferently: "Boy, since you want to be a bandit, I don't know which one do you want to be? "

"Which one? A bandit is a bandit, why are there classifications?" Li Muyun's mouth was stuffed with goose meat, which fits his image of a turtle in the hearts of Chen Mu and others.

"Of course there are classifications. People are classified into three classes, six classes, and nine classes. Naturally, this bandit is also classified into upper, middle and lower classes." Li Yuan said.

"Then, tell me!" Li Muyun really didn't think that bandits were divided into grades, and thought it was the rule of Tang Dynasty.

In the end, Li Yuan didn't want to, but said: "Let's talk about low-level bandits first. Generally speaking, low-level bandits are hairy bandits, that is, the kind that knock on widows' doors and dig the graves of dead families. 99, there is no one who doesn't bully when he just knows how to leave."

"What? Then, isn't that a local ruffian?" Li Muyun listened to it for a long time before recollecting it.

Li Yuan shook his head: "It's not the same. Sometimes local ruffians have morals, but low-level bandits are different. So, do you want to be this low-level bandit?"

"Don't do it, this is too immoral." Li Muyun shook his head, and continued: "Why don't you talk about high-ranking bandits."

"Hmm..." Li Yuan made a long voice: "This high-ranking bandit is the so-called 'thief who steals the hook, punishes the one who steals the country'..."

Before Li Yuan could finish speaking, Li Muyun shook his head and said, "Forget it, this one won't work either. I'm not that material. I can't steal the country. You should change it!" Who, who dares to steal Li Shimin's country, has lived for a long time and thinks he will die, or something.

Seeing Li Muyun's fierce reaction, a look of disappointment flashed in Li Yuan's eyes, but he quickly covered it up, and he continued: "Then only this middle-level bandit is left."

"Ultimate level?" Li Muyun's eyes lit up in a conditioned reaction.

"The one in the middle, what are you thinking about?" Li Yuan rolled his eyes at him, and continued: "This middle-level bandit is just like what you said, the so-called robber has a way, and he talks about a sense of proportion, knowing what to do and what to do. Shouldn't do it."

"Yeah, that's good, that's good, I'm going to be the 'ultimate' bandit." No matter what Li Yuan said, anyway, Li Muyun made up his mind that this is the 'ultimate'.

As for a man, the pursuit is the limit, and being a bandit naturally has to be that kind of 'ultimate'.

Seeing that Li Muyun was very excited, Li Yuan cleared his slightly dry throat: "Since you already have a plan, what plan do you have?"

"Plan? Be a bandit. It depends on who has the money to steal it. What kind of plan do you need?" Li Muyun felt that Li Yuan, this little old man, is really a strange thing. Even if it is a simple matter to him, it is a plan and a level. Well, I'm not a high-ranking official or mayor, wanting Mao's plan, don't all the bandits and bandits on TV want to do whatever they want.

As a result, as soon as his words fell, the old man Li Yuan became anxious: "Confused, although it is said that big things are done without regard to trivial matters, as a man, how can one act without a long-term plan."

Long-term planning... Chen Mu and the others, who huddled aside and ate meat, were stunned for a moment, looked up at Li Yuan, and worshiped all the gods and Buddhas in the sky that they knew, and said to their ancestors, don't make trouble Okay, let’s go back after two days of playing, don’t make long-term plans, you’ll be fine if you draft like this, we’re afraid we’ll lose our heads.

But the old man Li Yuan didn't even look at them, he just said to Li Muyun: "You should make a plan in a while, you must be clear about the time, place, and people, as well as the retreat plan, unexpected measures... um, That's all."

what?Still, still planning?Li Muyun was speechless, stared blankly at Li Yuan for a while and said: "Father, you should spare me, can't I be wronged by this bandit? I have to write a plan for the robbery, so should I write another application to report to the county?" Approve it?"

It's been a long time since I approved a paper, and the little old man Li Yuan was itchy in his hands, always thinking about what to approve. At this time, when Li Muyun reminded him, he suddenly came to his senses, and said solemnly: "Report to the county. It's good for your father, and I will guard you for your father."

Hey, the old man said he was fat, but he was still panting!Li Muyun looked at Li Yuan speechlessly, not even in the mood to eat meat.

However, the old man Li Yuan seemed to be aroused, and took a look at Chen Mu who was also in a daze: "Chen Mu, how is the matter that Xiao Yun asked you to inquire about this morning?"

"Ah?" Chen Mu didn't expect that there was something of his own here, so he was stunned for a moment before he realized it, and said after thinking about it: "The villain has inquired, and according to the owner of Shanyin County, there is a Zhuangzi five miles north of the city. There seem to be a few pigs raised in the village."

"Well, Xiaoyun, do you know that Zhuangzi." After hearing Chen Mu's reply, old Li Yuan looked at Li Muyun again.

What could Li Muyun say, as a native born and bred, how could he not know the Zhuangzi in the north of the city, so he could only nod his head.

"Now that you know, then write a plan and let your father see what your potential is."

As the saying goes, clay figurines still have three parts earthy nature, let alone top killers from later generations.

Li Muyun was repeatedly provoked by old Li Yuan, and while Chen Mu and the others looked at the turtles, they were heartbroken, and secretly thought that I will show you a little bit.

So, Killer Li randomly took a half-burned firewood from the bonfire that was roasting chicken, extinguished the fire on it, and came to the edge of the courtyard wall.

time: child time;
Location: Wangjiazhuang, five miles outside the city.

Environment: The terrain is flat and unobstructed, which is convenient for cavalry to retreat and cannot ambush.

Characters: Li Muyun, Chen Mu..., ten people in total.

plan:……

On the loess wall, rows of beautiful hard-tipped calligraphy lined on it, regardless of the content, Li Yuan couldn't help but nod his head just by saying this word.

But Chen Mu and the others were dumbfounded. They never thought that the turtle in their eyes could really write, and the writing was beautiful. What's more... the plan was so poorly written. Call it perfect, how to attack, how to retreat, how to deal with accidents, it can really be called watertight.

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