win the hairpin

Chapter 208 Absurd Man

While the down-and-out young general looked at death like home, there was a heavy rain outside. The rain was torrential, covering the sky and the sun. be submerged.

The down-and-out young general continued to express his heart in the sound of the rain. He would rather die than surrender. If he is not of my race, he will have a different heart. He looks like a loyal and patriotic person crawling out of the soil.

Tie Zhenshan heard the noise, and slapped him on the back of the head, making a crisp sound.

The young general fell forward and almost sent himself into the fire. He was obviously afraid of the fire. After a strange cry, he hurriedly backed away, trying to shrink into a corner, but was picked up by the vicious Tie Zhenshan .

"You barbarian women are rude and shameless..."

Before he finished speaking, Tie Zhenshan wanted to ask him to slap him again. He quickly raised his head, looked around among the remaining three, and picked Song Huiyue, who was the weakest, and crawled over with hands and feet, hiding up.

Song Huiyue was really kind, she didn't raise her hand, but smiled slightly: "We are not aliens, and we don't look alike."

"That's not necessarily true, many small works don't look alike," the young general said loudly, "If you're not from a foreign race, then you are the ones sent by the dog emperor!"

"Dog Emperor?" Song Huiyue narrowed his eyes, it seems that this person is not loyal to the emperor, but patriotic, "You mean Jinshang?"

The young general rolled his eyes and stopped talking.

Song Huiyue smiled kindly again: "Who are you?"

The young general snorted coldly and refused to answer his honorable status.

Song Huiyue approached him suddenly, her face was enlarged rapidly in his eyes, and the smile on her face was particularly glaring in the whimpering wind and the deserted house.

The smile is kind, but the eyes are very cold, the black eyes are condensed into dull gems, as if they are not looking at people, but dry bones.

Yin Xiao stepped forward and clasped the young general's neck with one hand. His fingers were firm, without any weakness, and his face was expressionless.

The young general smelled something bad from the eyes of the two of them.

These two people might really kill him.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and flinched slightly.

Song Huiyue whispered softly: "Although you were rude just now, I forgive you. Now I will ask you again, who are you?"

Xie Zhou and Tie Zhenshan sat on the side, not intimidated by the smile, but hearing her soft words, accompanied by the darkness and the sound of rain, made them feel intrusive.

So the two moved closer silently, feeling that they had become troubled brothers and sisters on this night—good brothers, let's cook together.

The young general shuddered. He was afraid and refused to admit defeat, so he stiffened his neck and said angrily: "If you don't want to change your name, if you don't want to change your surname, I am Li Jun, the Zhizhai of Nanshan Village!"

"Li Jun?" Song Huiyue sat back, inexplicably feeling that the name sounded familiar.

Xie Zhou also found it very familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly pointed at Li Jun excitedly and said, "You are the Duke of Lu!"

Li Jun angrily reprimanded again: "Presumptuous! I am the king of Runan County! Who allows you to call me the Duke of my country! My father is the king of Chen. When my father ascends the throne, I will become the prince and I will pass you through customs!"

"Oh!" Song Huiyue suddenly realized.

It turned out to be him, the son of King Chen who failed in the rebellion eighteen years ago.

No wonder he is only patriotic and not loyal to the emperor.

But why is he here and burned like this again?
She thought carefully about the assassins she met tonight, and the people who wanted to kill them might not be the same group as the ones who assassinated King Jin, but they had been guarding here for a long time, and only shot when they saw them breaking into this place.

Recalling the situation when they saw Li Jun again, the sharp gravels all over the ground, and Li Jun's defense seemed to tell that Li Jun was not free now.

Who is still guarding a Duke of Lu who has no henchmen and no gold or silver?
Today?

But today, if you really don't want Li Jun to live in this world, there are some ways to get rid of him secretly.

A fire can burn Li Jun's face, and naturally it can also burn him to death. Now that the Empress Dowager Pei is gone, and no one is in charge of Jinshang, why do you keep him alive?

Wanting him to live and guarding against him at the same time, so busy today?
Song Huiyue was puzzled, and suddenly asked Li Jun: "You are the Li Jun who made an appointment with Zhang Xutang to break into the palace gate at night, and he met him in the palace?"

Li Jun disregarded Yin Xiao's control this time, and became completely angry. He scolded Zhang Xuzhang all over the place, and finally asked Song Huiyue if he was Zhang Xuzhang's running dog. If so, he was the emperor's running dog. His lackey is also his enemy.

Song Huiyue waved her hand, indicating that she was also Zhang Xutang's enemy.

Li Jun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became kind to her, and conspired loudly: "Then we will rebel together! There are four of you, and although I am only one, I have the secret treasure left by my father, which adds up to seven points." Chances are, you don’t have to break into the palace gate at night, as long as the Jinming Pond opens next month, we pretend to be vendors and sell jade under the colorful shed, the dog emperor will surely come, and when the time comes, the opportunity will come, let’s kill him with a knife!”

Xie Zhou heard what he said clearly and logically, so he asked: "There are also many forbidden soldiers around me today, and the forbidden soldiers will not let you do anything, what should you do?"

"I've thought about this issue too," Li Jun said with a serious face, "When I have to travel privately with the Emperor Dog, I must bring only a servant with me. Then I will go down with a knife and kill him."

Xie Zhou also nodded solemnly: "Yes, it's a good idea. You don't need to use the secret treasure left by your father. It should be successful immediately."

He's serious, yet even more sarcastic than a hippie.

Li Jun sneered: "I'm not a fool, so you don't need to perfuse me. If you don't believe me, I'll show you the secret treasure left by my father."

Everyone in Chen Wang's Secret Treasure Gou was very excited, and they all got up and followed Li Jun out.

It was still raining heavily outside the door, so I could only walk along the palm-wide rocks under the eaves. It was so dark that I couldn't see the road clearly, and I would fall out if I was not careful.

Li Jun walked very fast, and there was no need to make any effort to distinguish his feet. Yin Xiao went first, while secretly guarding, while closely following.

The shoes, socks and clothes were all wet, but no one cared, staring at the closed door with scorching eyes.

There was a lock hanging on the door, and Tie Zhenshan was waiting for Li Jun to get the key, when Li Jun stretched out his hand and twisted the lock to take it off—it turned out to be a rotten lock, hanging here for a show.

After entering, Li Jun lit a bowl of oil lamp very carefully. The paint in the lamp bowl was black and the smell was unpleasant, like animal oil. The cotton thread was a good cotton thread, but it was almost burnt out.

"Look, this is the secret treasure my father left for me!"

Four pairs of eyes widened at the same time, looking at the row of swords in the room.

The sword—it can also be said to be broken copper and rotten iron, rusty, and there are many styles. Li Jun took out a sharp knife from it and hid it in his sleeve: "Look, there is a knife hidden in the sleeve. I guarantee that the emperor who kills the dog will catch me by surprise. Kill him with a knife."

Tie Zhenshan muttered: "Seven points to win? I'm afraid there is not even half a point."

Xie Zhou opened his mouth, and finally expressed his thoughts unbearably: "This is really a rebellion against the poor three generations."

(End of this chapter)