Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Two sparrows landed on a pine tree, turned their heads and stared at the empty yard. They looked curiously at the black-clad guards standing by the door, and suddenly spread their wings and flew away.

creak-

The gate opened, and the servant with his head lowered led Yang Pu out. The Bohai man from Tiezhou walked steadily and calmly as he followed the people in front of him towards the gate of the mansion.

Li Ziqian sat in the house, took the letter and read it again, as if he wanted to memorize every word of the content in his mind, and then threw it into the burning brazier beside him and burned it.

The burning flames made his mature face appear brighter, then slowly returned to its original state.

"...Someone come."

A guard in tight clothes and a sword on his waist walked in from the gate and bowed his head: "Master."

"Go and deal with the servant who just sent Doctor Yang." He leaned back a little, and the winter sun shone on his face through the window lattice: "Keep your hands and feet clean."

"Yes."

The guard said nothing, bowed, and stepped back to close the door, leaving Li Ziqian alone in the room, sitting with his eyes closed, tapping the armrests of the armchair with his fingers. After a while, he chuckled and said, "Qi State..."

On January 15th, Yang Pu formally bid farewell to the King of Goryeo and left the capital, boarding a ship at the harbor. Li Bao and Wei Zhaode led the fleet to pick up the delegation thirty nautical miles away from the Goryeo mainland, and then headed north back to Liaodong.

On Bingshen year, Zhang Lin and Lu Yan jointly wrote to Lu Bu to request the establishment of a reign title. Lu Bu ordered Zhang Lin, Wang Zheng, Gao Zhen and others to draft titles. Zhang Lin cited "The Book of Changes" "Kun is the most obedient in the world. Its virtue is always simple, so that it knows how to resist." and proposed "Tian Shun"; Wang Zheng sought "The end of all things and the beginning of their creation." and proposed "Cheng Shi"; Gao Zhen recommended "Qian Shi, who was able to benefit the world with beauty and benefits, without saying what he benefited. How great! How great is Qian! He is strong, upright, pure and refined." and proposed "Da Qian".

In the year of Wuxu, Lu Bu named the reign title Tianshun, and that year was the first year of Tianshun in Qi.

In the middle of spring, in the year of Guihai, Yang Pu returned to Liaoyang Prefecture.

On the same day, Da Song, Yunzhou, Songjiazhuang.

The aftermath of winter has not yet dissipated, and the land, frozen like pebbles, is difficult to cultivate. Many farmers have bitter faces and swing their hoes hard to make a small hole in the ground. While sweating profusely, they can't help but curse the unfairness of God.

Song Jiang hurried all the way, with white steam coming out of his mouth constantly dissipating in front of him. When it was getting dark, he looked at the lights in front of his house from afar and breathed a sigh of relief.

He had been hiding outside ever since he got into trouble. Although the most elite part of the Shandong green forest was taken away by Lu Bu, there were still some small characters in the marginal areas. With his reputation as a timely rain, these mountain strongholds also provided him with good food and drink. Although he could not say that he was living a happy life, at least he was not hungry or tired.

But without the heroes of Qingzhou, Song Jiang became even more aimless. He walked and stopped here and there, like traveling around the mountains and rivers. He met Kong Ming and Kong Liang at Baihu Mountain, and got acquainted with Wu Song dressed as a monk. He stayed there for two or three months before parting ways. He went all the way to Dengzhou, where he met uncle and nephew Zou Yuan and Zou Run at Dengyun Mountain.

From then on, he lived in the mountain as if he had settled down. He was a versatile person and had learned many things. Unfortunately, Zou Yuan and Zou Run had no rules except for their martial arts. Song Jiang set rules for them on the mountain and gave them ideas for training the minions. The two were so happy that they scratched their heads. They had already admired Song Jiang, so they gave the stronghold to this famous hero on the spot, and introduced the little Wei Chi Sun Xin and the mother tiger Gu Dasao to the new brother. Sun Xin and Gu Dasao were also accustomed to hearing the name of Song Jiang, so they were very happy and introduced their cousins ​​Jie Zhen and Jie Bao. A few days later, they brought Le He, who had received the letter, to the mountain, so that Song Jiang could feel the enthusiasm of the heroes of Dengzhou.

However, his happiness did not last for two days. Before the Chinese New Year last year, the news that Song Taigong was seriously ill spread throughout Shandong through the gangsters in Yunzhou. The filial Song Jiang dared not stay in the mountain any longer and insisted on leaving. The uncle and nephew of the Zou family had no choice but to pack up gold and silver for him. When Jie Zhen and Jie Bao heard about this, they found some mountain delicacies from the mountains and asked Le He to find a caravan heading south and let him follow all the way to Qingzhou. Only then did he run back to Yunzhou on foot.

After standing in front of the door and hesitating for a while, Shandong's timely rain, filial and righteous Heisaburo finally knocked on the door gently.

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The door opened a crack, and a head popped out with a smell of alcohol in his mouth. He looked Song Jiang up and down, and his eyes were filled with joy: "So it's San..."

"Stop yelling!" Song Jiang reacted quickly, covering the doorman's mouth with his hand, and looked around: "Go in and talk."

"Mmmmmmm..."

The doorman also reacted and nodded to make way. Song Jiang stepped in, closed the door, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Is my father home?"

"Yes, the master is resting in the house."

Song Jiang thought that his father was lying in bed unable to move, so he became even more anxious. He said, "Close the door and don't let anyone in." Then he ran away.

"Hey!"

The doorman responded, and just as he put down the bolt, he turned around and didn't see Song Jiang anymore. He rubbed his head and said, "Why is Third Master so anxious? I wonder if the master is in a bad mood because of him recently... Alas, he is asking for a beating!"

Song Jiang naturally didn't hear what he said. At this moment, his mind was full of his father lying in bed sick and unconscious. He was also careless. He didn't care that there was no smell of medicine in the air. He ran into the main house and just opened the door and shouted, "Dad, you..." In his sight, his father was sitting at the table with a wine glass in one hand and a wine pot in the other. The meal on the Eight Immortals table was half eaten, and a roasted chicken leg was placed on the plate in front of his father. When Grandpa Song heard the sound, he looked over with a look of surprise. On the side, his brother Song Qing also widened his eyes and looked at him when he came in. He quickly winked at the outside -

That means...

Get out now while you can.

bang——

The old father put the wine pot heavily on the table and sneered: "Look who this is? The famous Song Jiang Song Gongming is back." He wiped the crutches on the table and slammed them on the ground: "Kneel down!"

"Hey!" Song Jiang was used to being yelled at since he was a child. When he heard the yell, his knees softened and he knelt down at the door. He just glanced at Song Qing with a pair of confused eyes.

Isn’t our father seriously ill?
Song Qing lowered his head and covered his face, thinking to himself, it's not that I don't want to help you, but I can't save you when you suddenly barge in...

"Song Jiang! You are so brave. Not only did you kill someone, but you also fled for fear of punishment. Are you trying to piss me off to death?" A figure stood up and walked over. The old man was born tall and had nothing to do in his later years. He left all the household affairs to Song Qing. He ate and drank well, and couldn't help but practice some old man's boxing. His body was much stronger than the previous two years.

Song Jiang watched his father's shadow cover the candlelight. He raised his cane with steady hands, moved his throat twice, and forced a smile: "Dad... can you hit me a little more gently?"

bang——

"Hit me gently!"

"what!"

bang——

"kill!"

"what!"

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"Escape from the Jianghu!"

"what!"

The old man stopped and looked at Song Jiang lying on the ground. He then slapped him hard again, saying, "I told you not to listen to your father and make friends with gangsters."

"Well--"

Song Jiang covered his mouth and groaned, smiling bitterly in his heart, thinking that Chao Baozheng was not a bandit before the accident.

But he couldn't say this, so he had to lower his head and said, "It's all my fault. You are the one who taught me a lesson, Dad."

"Alas..." Seeing that he was exhausted and sweaty, Song Taigong put away his cane and went back to his seat: "Stand up, don't kneel anymore."

"Thank you, Dad." Song Jiang moved his body, pulling the wound, and suddenly he grinned and inhaled with a "hiss". Seeing this, Song Qing hurried over to support him.

The old man snorted twice, reached out and poured a glass of wine, and offered it to Song Jiang: "Tell me, how have you been recently? Have you suffered any harm outside?"

Song Jiang first thanked him, closed the door and came to sit down, reached out to pick up the wine glass, and smiled: "Dad, I didn't suffer any loss outside. I was loved by my fellow martial artists and I am living a good life."

He immediately told the old man his story, and the old man glared at him: "So you really have become a bandit? And you still want to rebel!"

"Don't you dare!"

The short dark figure slid to his knees. (End of this chapter)