The most powerful patriarch in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 8
To grab the arena is to form a team of 15 people. Teamwork is about cooperation, not fighting alone.

Lu Changwei was a little bit unwilling to lose the position of captain, but he accepted it.

Who made Lu Changle's brains better than his own,

The captain adjusts the team members, Lu Changwei has no objection,
But it's not good to pull anyone, pulling the skinny monkey, isn't this nonsense?

The thin monkey is as thin as a bamboo pole, and his physique is worse than that of Lu Changle. What can he do in the ring?
It must be selfishness. The clan attaches great importance to this competition. In order to ensure physical strength, all team members are treated with a liter of rice and a catty of meat every day.
Lu Changle usually gets close to Shouhou, and pulling him into the reserve team is openly taking advantage of the clan.

The onlookers cast their eyes on Lu Changle, to see how he would defend himself.

Facing the doubts from the clansmen, Lu Changle said without changing his face: "I am the captain and have the right to choose candidates. If you are not satisfied, you can complain to the clan elders."

Lu Changle was a little upset when he questioned himself at the first order.

The day after tomorrow, we will be fighting against the Fuzhou Yang family. Unity is very important, otherwise we will just kick this guy out of the team.

This answer obviously didn't satisfy Lu Changwei, and he said with a sneer, "It's not like a child playing in the mud and sand with the surname Yang. It's really a mistake. Lu Changle, can you afford it?"

Since Lu Changle made such a fuss, does the Fuzhou Lu family still have a foothold?

The authority was repeatedly challenged, Lu Changle became a little impatient, turned his head and bowed to the old patriarch: "Old ancestor, can I let Changxing join the team?"

Reasoning with Lu Changwei is too much saliva, so go directly to the old patriarch to solve it.

"You are the captain, you have the final say on the personnel."

"Is there anyone who doesn't cooperate?"

The old patriarch raised his head and inspected the clansman with his eyes. No one dared to meet the eyes of the ancestors, and all lowered their heads.

"If you don't cooperate, look for Uncle Jin Yuan, he is the head of the pillar." After the old patriarch finished speaking, he walked away slowly with his hands behind his back.

When Lu Jinyuan heard the old ancestor's words, he immediately shouted loudly: "Did you hear that, the old ancestor has spoken, and if there is any violation, the clan rules will serve you."

In fact, Lu Jinyuan didn't agree with Lu Changle's approach.

But the ancestors have already spoken, so they must listen.

The old ancestor is the god of Dinghai in the clan, experience tells Lu Jinyuan that he can't go wrong by listening to the old ancestor.

The second uncle also said at this time: "Okay, line up and follow me into the ancestral hall to offer incense."

When Lu's was busy for the ring, Yang's was not idle either.

In front of the Yang's ancestral hall, more than 20 Yang's children with bare arms were training hard. The patriarch Yang Zhengbao watched with his hands behind his back, with a look of satisfaction in his eyes.

Standing beside him was his precious daughter Yang Xuan.

Yang's disciples on the field, some with sticks and others with knives, formed a small team of three. The small teams fought independently and assisted each other.

Yang Xuan learned art from a famous teacher when she was five years old. Five days ago, Yicheng returned to the Yang family and brought back this set of three kills.

It is said that the expert was inspired by the formation of the Qi family army, and combined with the three-talent formation passed down, came up with this three-kill formation.

In this clan fight, the leaders of the Lu family were all injured, and their strength was greatly reduced. The Yang family had an extra daughter with high martial arts skills and a set of three kills, so they had a great chance of winning.

The battle at the beach was a bit sudden, and the triple kill formation hadn't had time to teach it yet.

If he had learned it earlier, he might have defeated Mrs. Lu in the beach.

"Xuan'er, it's up to you whether or not Mrs. Yang can vent her anger." Yang Zhengbao looked at his daughter and said dotingly.

I have no children under my knees, but fortunately, my daughter is not inferior to the man.

It's just a baby girl, who else can I spoil if I don't spoil her?
Yang Xuan has been clever and competitive since she was a child, and she is also a natural martial arts genius.
The captain of the Yang family's fighting team, Yang Xuan was able to snatch it with his superb martial arts, and the clansmen were convinced.

"My daughter will definitely not disappoint my father," Yang Xuan said confidently.

In these two fights, Yang Xuan knocked down more than 30 people by himself, and he was unscathed.

Confidence bursting.

"Big brother, big brother." At this time, Yang Zhengshu, the head of the fourth room, ran over excitedly, and said excitedly, "Look, who is back."

"My nephew has met my uncle." The two middle-aged men with strong bodies and sharp eyes saluted Yang Zhengbao together.

When Yang Zhengbao saw the two people in front of him, his eyes lit up, he nodded and said, "Qijun, Qiyi, that's great. With you here, our Yang family's chances of winning will be higher."

Yang Qijun and Yang Qiyi are experts in the Yang clan. Because of their good skills, they were invited by wealthy businessmen to be private guards with a lot of money.

As soon as something happened in the clan, Yang Zhengshu, the head of the house, sent someone to call them back quickly.

Yang Zhengshu said proudly: "Brother, the head bearers surnamed Lu were all injured, and there are still a few good men working as guards in a carriage and horse shop in Fuqing. The guerrilla general Zheng Zhihu was ordered to lead troops to Henan to suppress the bandits. Those few The one surnamed Lu is going to protect the grain and go on the road, and he will definitely not be able to return in the near future, our Yang family will definitely win this time."

"This time, we must step on the Lu family." Yang Zhengbao gritted his teeth.

The chances of winning are great, and Yang Zhengbao's confidence has never been so much.

On the ninth day of May, the weather is fine. It is advisable to offer sacrifices, renovate stoves, break ground, avoid marriages, and open markets.

Beside Huaxi, Dragon King Temple.

The Dragon King Temple, which used to be less popular in the past, is now crowded with people. The side of the square and the hillside in the distance are full of people. Some people who can't find a place even climb to the village to watch.

It is even more lively than the temple fair during the New Year in Changle County.

There were many people, but it was not chaotic. Many people looked dignified, and even if they spoke, they obviously lowered their volume.

Not only were vicious officers and soldiers standing guard at the scene, but also government servants from Changle County maintained order.
The two major clans in Fuzhou, the Lu family and the Yang family, are located here.

The person who presided over the competition was Zheng Zhibao, younger brother of Fujian General Zheng Zhilong and commander of the Fuzhou Guards.

Who dares to say that half of them are not.

In the center of the square is a arena built with moso bamboo layer by layer, more than two feet high.

The Lu family of Fuzhou is to the east of the arena, and the Yang family of Fuzhou is to the west of the arena.

"Dangdangdang!" An officer and soldier knocked on the gong three times and shouted loudly: "Silence!"

After everyone quieted down, Zheng Zhibao's confidant Chen Qianhu walked up, took out a piece of paper and read aloud.

The general idea is that the Lu and Yang clans have fought fiercely for many years, which not only caused great harm to the two clans, but also caused adverse effects on the local area. The Fuzhou Wei Commander Zheng Zhibao couldn't bear the two clans to continue fighting fiercely, and set up a ring to resolve the grievances of the two clans on the ring .

After the ring, no matter what the result is, neither side can have any objections, let alone fight in private.

Zheng Zhibao looked at the two patriarchs Lu and Yang beside him, and asked calmly, "Both patriarchs, did you hear clearly?"

The old patriarch and Yang Zhengbao hurriedly stood up and bowed to salute: "I heard what the commander said clearly."

Don't look at the fact that the two of them are the same in the clan, in front of Zheng Zhibao, they are just insignificant little people.

Zheng Zhibao, who was born as a pirate, not only has power and soldiers under his command, but also has a bad reputation.

Zheng Zhibao nodded, and drank the wine in his hand: "Okay, sign the life and death certificate."

Sign the life and death certificate:
In the arena, life and death are in harmony with fate, and death and injury are borne by each;

After leaving the ring, all grievances and grievances are wiped out, and it is strictly forbidden to settle accounts after autumn.

Under the auspices of Zheng Zhibao, first the two patriarchs signed as guarantees, and then the people from the two clans who participated in the ring signed.

There are not many people who can read, and most of them draw a small circle and then put their fingerprints on it.

Lu Changle signed his name with a complicated expression.

Unexpectedly, the first name signed here was on the life and death certificate.

"Hey, isn't this the little child prodigy of the Lu family? Why did you come to grab the ring? There is no one with the surname Lu?"

"Dare to come, don't be scared to pee later?"

"That wretch of the Lu family is actually the captain, haha, the Lu family really has no one left."

When Yang's team members saw Lu Changle, they were surprised at first, and soon they laughed.

At this time, Yang Xuan also finished signing the certificate of life and death. When she saw Lu Changle, her eyes showed disdain, and she shook her head and said, "Lu Changle, right? Are you a child prodigy in Fuzhou? Still a prodigy."

Speaking of the latter, Yang Xuan couldn't help laughing.

He looks like a handsome young man, but in fact it is useless at all, and he will let himself down just by meeting him.

I despise this kind of silver wax rust gun and embroidered pillow the most.

There was another burst of louder laughter at the scene.

"If the little lady was more gentle and virtuous, and could show some virtue in her mouth, she might have married off early. Young lady Yang, don't let her be called a little lady when she grows old." Lu Changle retorted unceremoniously.

As the saying goes, when you hit someone, you don't slap someone in the face, and when you expose someone, you don't expose the shortcomings. Calling people by name and mentioning embarrassing things are still the main culprits who killed her predecessor. There is no need to save face for her.

"Hahaha" Lu's team members couldn't help laughing out loud.

Lu Changwei, who laughed the loudest, pointed at Yang Xuan while laughing and satirized: "Who dares to want this tigress, hahaha"

It turned out that the proud Yang Xuan's pretty face turned red in an instant, and she glanced at Lu Changle. She raised her chin slightly, and said with a sneer, "After studying for a few years, you really have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth. I hope your skills are as sharp as your mouth." , Miss Ben promises that when she is in the ring, she will never beat you to death with a single blow."

With a well-proportioned figure, a good face, and a slender and fair neck, she looks like a proud swan.

Still a violent swan.

It is the wish of an ordinary woman to have a husband and a child. For Yang Xuan, who loved to play swords and guns since she was a child, Fuhao, Liang Hongyu, Qin Liangyu, and Princess Pingyang of the Tang Dynasty are her role models.

Yang Xuan took the initiative to fight in the melee of thousands of people on the tidal flats, as well as in this arena.

The status of women in the Ming Dynasty was not high, and they could only walk out of the boudoir in three steps, which could only be done by wealthy families.
Ordinary people's daughters, they still have to work,

Now that the flames of war are raging and the rituals and music are broken, let alone take care of it.

Qin Liangyu, the famous commander of the white-armed soldiers, is a living example.

In the coastal waters of Fujian, Japanese pirates and pirates were rampant in the middle and late Ming Dynasty. Women and children are also a fighting force in critical times.
Most people didn't feel anything wrong with Yang Xuan showing up to fight,
At most, say behind the back that this little lady is so good at fighting.

"Drinking was a mistake that day, and you took advantage of it. This time it won't happen, little lady, don't cry when you lose later," Lu Changle teased deliberately.

His performance was too cowardly, and he made a mistake of drinking. As the captain, he couldn't lose his momentum.

"Losing?" Yang Xuan seemed to have heard a big joke, with a mocking look on his face, he looked at Lu's fighting team, then looked at Lu Changle, and deliberately provocatively said: "Young master Lu is so confident, Do you dare to make a bet with Miss Ben?"

The two clans have been fighting for so many years, and they know each other very well. The Lu family has lost a lot of good players, and even people like Lu Changle and Shouhou have come to fight for the team.

Isn't this delivering food to Mrs. Yang?
Yang came back with two masters, and added himself and the three-kill formation. Yang Xuan is now full of confidence.

"What are you betting on?" Lu Changle said a little "anxiously".

"It's simple, my family lacks a servant who can beat Yexiang. If you lose this time to grab the ring, you can come to my house as a servant for ten years and help Miss Ben, dare you?"

The child prodigy of the Lu family in Fuzhou became his servant, and just thinking about it would relieve his hatred.

Lu Changle asked back: "If you lose, come to my house to be a maid for ten years and make my bed and quilt?"

"Brother Le, don't fall for her aggressive tactics." Lu Jinyuan, who led the team, hurriedly dissuaded her.

Lu Jinyuan is the head of the column, and he is well aware of the strength of the two clans. Right now, the Yang family has a great chance of winning.

In Lu Jinyuan's heart, a tie with Yang's this time is a big victory.

"Okay, it's a deal. All the elders and folks present are witnesses. Those who don't believe their words will be struck by lightning and die without a place to die." Fearing that Lu Changle would go back on his word, Yang Xuan blocked the way out with words.

Before Lu Jinyuan could speak, Lu Changle responded without thinking: "It's a deal."

(End of this chapter)