Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

Just as the discussions inside and outside the court were rolling like boiling water, Prince Li Dexian, who had always remained silent and as calm as ice, suddenly broke the hustle and bustle. His words cut through the sky like the first ray of sunshine at dawn, and said loudly: : "Father, my son and I have also gained some enlightenment during this discussion and want to express what is in their hearts."

This sudden speech was like a huge stone being thrown into the originally noisy hall. In an instant, everyone's arguments came to an abrupt end. All eyes seemed to be attracted by magnets, and they all turned to this person who was not usually a normal person. A prince who talks a lot but stands up for himself at critical moments.

When Emperor Jingjiang heard this, a flash of admiration quietly flashed through his deep eyes, as if he saw the spirit of the younger generation who dared to take responsibility and speak out. He smiled slightly, and that smile contained not only the father's joy at his son's growth, but also the emperor's expectation for his successor to be both wise and brave. He raised his hand to signal, and although his voice was soft, every word spoke loudly: "Since the prince has troubles in his heart, please speak out. I am willing to listen to your opinions."

Li Dexian, the prince who is still young but has already shown profound insight beyond his peers, is sitting in the hall at this moment, with a kind of solemnity and contemplation that transcends time between his brows. He stared ahead and said to the emperor seriously: "Father, I believe that if the imperial court forcibly intervenes in food prices in order to stabilize it, this may not be a long-term solution and it will be difficult to achieve the expected results. Therefore, this method should not be taken easily." use."

Hearing the prince's words, Lu Yinsheng's face suddenly changed dramatically, as if he was stung by the sharp words. Sparks of eagerness and worry flashed in his eyes, and he immediately responded: "What your highness the prince saw is too negative! If the government does not show its prestige, If the orders are enforced, won’t the world be plunged into chaos?”

However, in the face of Lu Yinsheng's fierce rebuttal, Li Dexian did not waver. His calm posture remained unchanged, his tone was steady and philosophical, and he described the cruelty of reality like gurgling water: "Imagine that in today's disaster area, food prices have risen. As much as two taels of silver per catty, if the government issued an order and forcefully suppressed the price to a mere twenty copper coins, it may seem like a policy that is close to the people, but in fact it may disturb the balance of supply and demand in the market, causing it to become seriously unbalanced. Those with special connections will be able to purchase food easily, while the majority of ordinary people will have to face the desperate situation of having no food to buy. What is even more worrying is that these privileged people will definitely face the situation of having no food to buy. I took this opportunity to hoard food. However, among all living beings, how many people really have this special relationship? Imagine from another perspective, if I were a food merchant living in this troubled world, what would happen to me? With such an unreasonable rule, I might choose to stop selling grain and instead sell bowls, and adopt the clever trick of giving away a pound of grain for buying a porcelain bowl, in order to circumvent the policy and achieve the so-called 'free grain'. So how can the court effectively monitor and manage this kind of behavior? Folk wisdom is like a star, and coping strategies are endless. Therefore, simply relying on force to stabilize food prices is not the fundamental way to solve people's livelihood problems. "

Emperor Jingjiang was like a dedicated miner, using his spiritual pickaxe to dig deeply into the mine of Prince Li Dexian's words. His focused eyes were like searchlights, traveling back and forth on Li Dexian, capturing every subtle expression and movement. He secretly admired in his heart, as if he saw a new life breaking out of the ground in Li Dexian. The figure was becoming increasingly plump and independent, and the light of thoughtful and unique wisdom was obviously the influence and teachings of Lin Xiaofeng that opened deep in his heart. Flowers bloomed.

At this moment, Lin Xiaofeng stood aside, his eyes focused on the prince, and his surprise was beyond words. He is like a farmer who sees the seeds he has sown so hard finally bear fruit. He feels unspeakable joy and pride in his heart. This emotion stems from his trust and persistent pursuit of the educational power of market laws.

When Lu Yinsheng heard what Lin Xiaofeng said, his face instantly looked like ripples on the surface of a lake broken by pebbles, and his eyes shone with determination and unyielding fire. He straightened his spine, as if he wanted to resist any rebuttal with his own body, and his voice revealed an unshakable authority: "As you know, all grain merchants in our dynasty have official records, and the laws are strict. Once the emperor's order is issued, who can Dare to go too far? I advocate that the government should take decisive action and completely ban all food-related sales activities. In this way, the evil of hoarding and price gouging will be eradicated from the root." As soon as he finished speaking, he held his hands tightly. The knuckles of the wat board, which symbolized identity and responsibility, were slightly white due to excessive exertion. It seemed that the wat board had become the veins of the country and the country, carrying his determination and belief in protecting the country and the people.

Lin Xiaofeng did not back down even half a step due to the other party's rebuttal. His brows were furrowed, worry lingering on that young face like a dark cloud. He analyzed it in an unusually calm and thoughtful tone: "However, the world's Things are complicated and ever-changing, so how can everything go as planned? Even if the government imposes strict orders, it is difficult to ensure that no fish escapes the net. Those who secretly manipulate the market and speculate are like cunning foxes whose whereabouts are unpredictable. , which is often hard to guard against.”

At this moment, Emperor Jingjiang was sitting upright on the dragon chair, watching the debate in the court intensify. The atmosphere in the hall was like a taut string that might break at any time. Therefore, the emperor decided to end this seemingly endless war of words. His sonorous and resonant voice echoed in the splendid hall, like morning bells and evening drums beating everyone's heart: "Since the two dear ladies have their own opinions and are deadlocked, I will follow the ancient system. Please agree with Lin Xiaofeng's discussion Opinionists express their position by raising their hands." As soon as they finished speaking, Li Dexian and Zhao Zhongzhan seemed to be ready to go. They raised their firm arms almost at the same time, with bright eyes, revealing determination and determination. The bold belief seems to tell the world in silent language: they firmly believe that Lin Xiaofeng's views are the sharpest insight into the current situation and the wisest choice.

Following that moment of silence, Emperor Jingjiang, like a perceptive hunter, issued a silent call to those ministers who were inclined to Lu Yinsheng's point of view. He asked them to raise their hands to show their position. This order was like invisible ripples, stirring up thousands of waves among the officials. I saw the civil and military officials from all over the court respond one after another. For a moment, everyone's arms rose up like a forest, forming a magnificent and majestic picture, as if countless towering trees broke out of the ground in the hall, competing to reach the sky.

However, in this vast sea of ​​arms, Emperor Jingjiang keenly captured a detail that shocked him - Lin Xiaofeng, the counselor who always upheld unique insights and advocated humanitarian care, was also quietly in this "forest" Independent, his hand raised high along with the others. Seeing this scene, Emperor Jingjiang's face instantly darkened, like dark clouds covering the sun, and his eyes shone with incredible light. He shouted to stop Lin Xiaofeng, his words were like thunder, making the whole hall tremble.

After some inner struggle and weighing, Emperor Jingjiang finally made the decisive decision. His voice was majestic and deep, and every word seemed to come from the depths of history, carrying the emperor's wisdom and courage: "Very much." OK! I have decided to adopt the strategy proposed by Lu Yinsheng and immediately order the local governments to open warehouses and release grain. At the same time, we must closely monitor the price fluctuations in the grain market to stabilize prices, so as to save the people from the fire!" This sonorous and powerful statement! The words fell, like a heavy hammer hitting an anvil, stirring up waves of echoes, immersing the entire court in a solemn and tense atmosphere, waiting for the arrival of the storm of change that was about to sweep the country.

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In the Yangtze River City, a simple and silent house stands as calmly as an old man among the alleys. The rich silent atmosphere seems to have frozen time. In this house soaked by time, twenty-five famous squires and scholars from Yangqu County gathered together, each with their own thoughts, like twenty-five unfathomable mysteries, quietly surrounding In the center of the hall.

The leader of the group, Xiang Xiehong, a man in a long gown dressed in simple and elegant clothes, has become the focus of everyone's attention with a letter in his hand. The words on the letter paper are like spells engraved by the God of Destiny himself. Every stroke seems to indicate an upcoming change. He studied it over and over again with concentration, and every turn of the page was like trying to figure out a stone tablet of destiny that weighed more than a thousand pounds. Every slight sound of the paper rubbing was like an alarm bell that struck everyone's heart.

Finally, as everyone waited with bated breath, Xiang Xiehong slowly placed the letter on the table. His movements revealed a deep helplessness and determination, as if he was bowing to an irresistible fate. The surrounding atmosphere became increasingly oppressive. Everyone was as motionless as a sculpture, and even their breathing was carefully suppressed.

Just when the suffocating silence was about to break through the roof, a curious person finally couldn't restrain his inner impulse and cautiously and nervously broke the dead silence: "Master Xiang, what are the instructions in the letter? ?" Although his voice was soft, it was enough to disturb the silence in the entire hall.

Hearing this, Xiang Xiehong lowered his head slightly and spread his broad palms gently, as if to release invisible pressure or accept an unbearable burden. His eyes shone with complicated light, and his voice was deep and powerful, and he stated the content of the letter word for word: "The master blamed us for spending countless public funds, but in more than two months, we have failed to achieve anything." As for me, if I return empty-handed now, I’m afraid I won’t be able to escape severe punishment after returning to Yangqu.”

Among the bustling crowd, Han Guiliang's figure stood out particularly. His face flushed red, and his anger exploded like magma surging under the earth's crust. He slammed the desk, causing the wooden tabletop to vibrate, making a dull sound that shook the surrounding air. There seemed to be two clusters of blazing anger in his eyes, mixed with a hint of deep reluctance: "That's unreasonable! Dozens of us, a group of people, worked hard in this foreign land for two months, and in the end we only bought one house. , How can we face the eager and hopeful villagers with such meager results?" After saying this, a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes, and the ordinary happiness in his hometown could not help but appear in his heart: The aroma of fried chicken was overflowing, and the sweetness of milk tea was refreshing. These trivial but warm memories pricked his heart like needles at the moment - this should not be a place where they sweated and worked hard but could not get equivalent rewards. The place.

At this time, next to Han Guiliang's angry flames, Xiang Xiehong's face turned pale, and a look of sorrow quietly crept onto his brows. He sighed softly, as if all his helplessness turned into this silent sigh: "Although the master is magnanimous, he will never impose heavy punishment on us, but God's will is unpredictable. Since he has ordered us to return home, After hearing Xiang Xiehong's words, Han Guiliang became even more excited. His eyes widened, and his pupils reflected his questioning and resistance to the unfair fate: "What if?" This so-called "consumption of public funds" has really touched the invisible ruler of the imperial court and been severely punished. So, those of us who have been working as merchants for the master for many years, have gone through wind, frost, rain and snow, when have we ever fallen into such a state? Nothing has been achieved, and even the most basic promises cannot be fulfilled to our people?" His voice was loud, and his words were filled with a kind of grief and anger that had been suppressed for a long time and finally reached its peak.

These words were like a bolt from the blue, causing ripples in the house that was as silent as a lake, spreading out layer by layer, hitting everyone's heart. Everyone's expressions were different. Some were stunned for a moment, as if they were shocked out of their bodies by the sudden truth; some couldn't help but burst into tears, and the tears fell silently, just like the painful marks carved by the years on their hearts; and even worse. , quietly stood up and left the table under these heavy words. The sound of footsteps echoed in the empty room, as if time was mercilessly mocking their helplessness and helplessness.

Xiang Xiehong had a bitter and ironic smile on his lips at this moment, his eyes were deep, intertwined with helplessness and perseverance towards fate. His tone was slow and forceful, and he explained the punishment that seemed gentle but was actually extremely cruel: "The pain of the flesh may be bearable, but the punishment that is even more disgraceful and dignified is to be stripped off." Clothes were hung on the city wall for three days to be displayed to the public. Although the court would ensure a constant supply of food, when it came to defecation and defecation, it could only be hung in the air. If you were not careful, dirt would drip, even like Xie Hongxin's. The despicable people looked on and laughed coldly. Although this situation does not touch the boundary between life and death, it is thousands of times more embarrassing than death. It is a kind of purgatory of both mental and physical torture. "

When Han Guiliang heard this, his face suddenly changed color, as if a fire ignited his anger and determination in an instant. He slapped the case angrily and his voice was as loud as thunder: "What is the real difference between this and direct execution of the death penalty? Today we must Take action, never sit back and wait for death!" His impassioned speech was like a ground-breaking statement, arousing everyone's long-suppressed anxiety and anger. Everyone responded one after another, with anxiety and indignation written all over their faces: "That's true! If this mission fails to achieve its goal, how can we in Yangqu County hold our heads high and conduct ourselves in the future? If this matter cannot be properly resolved, I'm afraid that our family members will also be separated due to our negligence, and the family will be broken. How can we survive in life? "

Xiang Xiehong's eyes slowly swept across the crowd around him, and the helplessness and sadness contained in his eyes were as heavy as the dusk mist on everyone's hearts. His words seemed like ancient poems drifting from the depths of the years, each word filled with tragic and firm emotions: "The master once taught us: do your best and obey destiny. However, today's seemingly destiny Destiny, even if we are as strong as an ox, we cannot go against the current and turn things around." His voice was low and powerful, and every word he spat out was like an invisible carving knife, carving out heavy images in the air. The desolate picture made the entire space tightly wrapped in a strong tragic emotion.

In this oppressive and almost suffocating silence, Han Guiliang's eyes suddenly lit up with a light, which was the long-lost spark of determination and wisdom and courage. He straightened his back and spoke in a passionate and high-pitched voice, like a Hong Zhong Dalu: "Having said that, how can 'doing people's work' stop at this? The changes in food prices in the market must be caused by someone secretly manipulating them. How can they be manipulated secretly? Is this responsibility being shied away from the illusory destiny? I still remember that when the news about Shengshishu came out, the price of food fell immediately, which proved that human power can affect the market, so why should we just wait and see if someone makes trouble? The most direct and effective way to fight back is to take back the manipulated food! After all, we have never been involved in such things, and we are certainly not powerless to deal with them!" His words were loud and clear, like a spring thunder explosion! The sound echoed in the cold winter night sky, instantly breaking the haze that shrouded the hearts of the crowd and igniting the hope and fighting spirit in their hearts.

These words were like a thunderbolt that cut through the gloom, hitting the depths of everyone's hearts and instantly awakening their hidden courage and determination. They responded in unison, and the voice was like the echo of the valley, sonorous and powerful: "The act of robbing food is really a human necessity. No matter what the cost, we must protect the people's jobs and livelihoods!" At this moment, the atmosphere in the whole room suddenly rose. It seems that everyone's blood is rushing through the blood vessels, like a surging river. A tenacious and unyielding force quietly gathers in the crowd, like a torrent converging into the sea, indicating that a big drama about people's survival, dignity, honor and disgrace is about to happen. The curtain opens on the stage of this precarious era.

The anger in Xiang Xiehong's chest burned, just like the flames in the furnace that were ignited by the wind. He slammed the table and got up. The wooden table made a dull sound due to the violent impact, which echoed in the empty room for a long time. His eyes shone with perseverance, mixed with indignation and determination, like two blazing flames. He sternly rebuked: "It's ridiculous! Although we are traveling in the world, we are business travelers, but we are not the bandits who bully the countryside. ! The master is now in a high position. If this matter spreads in the capital, how can you expect the master to gain a foothold in the court? What's more, once the government learns that we have done something like this, I'm afraid it won't happen. When things get serious, my head will fall to the ground first and I will be the victim of injustice! "

Han Guiliang heard Xiang Xiehong's words, and his squinting eyes were full of disdain and ridicule. His expression was like the cold moon facing the blazing sun, and he completely ignored Xiang Xiehong's indignation. He raised his rich voice, and his tone was rough and passionate: "Old Xiang, you have just stepped into this circle, and you dare to point fingers at us! I came out of a bandit's den, what kind of storms have I not experienced? What kind of world have you not seen before?" As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed at the people in the room sharply like an eagle's claws, revealing their dusty identities and backgrounds one by one. His voice was like iron and stone hitting a copper bell, which was shocking. "Lv Yuefeng, known as the leader of a generation of cults in the world, once caused a bloody storm in Duantian City; Ming Congliang is a fast and well-known thief in the world, and even the tightest locks cannot stop his magic hand; Di Dizi, a man who continuously touches gold A master of tomb robberies that even the school captain was ashamed of, he could explore both the Yin and Yang worlds with one hand; Qin Yubo, another being known as Digguzi, thought it was his master who kidnapped him in the first place. They went deep into the ancient tomb together and almost died in death. under."

Han Guiliang talked endlessly, and his words were full of pride, but also revealed a bit of helplessness: "Thinking back to those days, who of our group was not dancing on the line of life and death, licking the bitterness of life on the tip of the knife? How could we ever be afraid? No matter what happened, have you ever flinched from moving forward? Now we are just facing a food grabbing operation. If the world really deteriorates to the point where people are in dire straits, I am afraid that it will lead to a great turmoil sweeping the earth by then. Do you care about the past of us low-level people? Instead of sitting around and waiting for the end to come, why not fight to the death and do it first?" These words were like a sharp sword thrust into a hard rock, which stirred up waves in everyone's hearts and could not be calmed down for a long time. .

After listening to Qin Yubo's words, Xiang Xiehong's face instantly solidified like an ice sculpture, his eyes were deep, like the last layer of frost when a winter lake freezes, and endless doubts and astonishment welled up in his heart. He hesitated slightly, and his tone was mixed with surprise: "I didn't know that the master had experience in tomb robbing?" Qin Yubo lowered his eyelids, his voice was low and unclear: "It did happen once. It was a long time ago, when I was robbing tombs. Being intercepted by the master, he had no choice but to break into the ancient tomb with him. Unexpectedly, the tomb suddenly collapsed. The master was so greedy that he didn't even let go of the gold teeth in the mouth of the deceased. It was this greedy man. In an instant, the almost fatal disaster occurred. Since then, I have said goodbye to those dark days, and the fear in my heart still lingers."

Mentioning the past of Lu Yuefeng, the leader of the cult, Lu Yuefeng's face turned red and he waved his hands hurriedly, with unconcealable embarrassment and sadness in his words: "Let those old scores go away with the wind." However, Han Guiliang brought With a joking smile, he revealed the past events of Lu Yuefeng's early years one by one, telling how he controlled the wind and rain in Duantian City and founded a cult. However, in the end, a mutiny caused by dozens of roasted chickens broke the ice in the originally solemn atmosphere and caused a stir. Everyone couldn't help but laugh, and the whole room suddenly turned into a sea of ​​joy.

When Xiang Xiehong saw this, a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. The smile was like the last touch of warmth under the setting sun in winter, trying to use gentle but firm power to refocus everyone's swirling thoughts to the grim reality in front of them. He said calmly and forcefully: "Okay, enough of the joking. We urgently need to discuss a feasible way out at this moment. Otherwise, I'm afraid we will all have to pack our bags and return to our respective hometowns in disgrace, facing the disappointed eyes of our parents and fellow villagers."

When Han Guiliang heard this, his expression suddenly became resolute. His eyebrows were twisted together, as deep as a knife carving, and his eyes were shining, as if they were burning with raging fire: "Never mention the matter of returning home, we are so proud. Why? If we can take advantage of this troubled time to rob food, we can not only save the people in distress, but also live up to our own conscience and responsibility. "

After hearing this, Xiang Xiehong lowered his eyes slightly, a light of wisdom flashed in his eyes. He quietly turned his gaze on Qin Yubo and Ming Congliang, as if searching for the shadow of the past on their respective faces, exploring the wisdom and wisdom hidden in them. courage. After a pause, he cleared his throat, his voice low but powerful: "In that case, I have a plan - why don't we secretly dig tunnels and steal food secretly? What do you guys think about this?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the mute button seemed to be pressed in the entire hall. Only the candlelight swayed in the wind, reflecting the complex emotions on everyone's faces: doubts, worries, expectations, and struggles. Everyone holds their breath and concentrates, as if the balance of fate is subtly swinging at this moment, waiting for the final decision.

Ming Congliang's eyes flickered in the dim candlelight, and a trace of worry passed over his cheek. He shook his head slightly, and his words revealed worry: "This matter is quite difficult. The granary is certainly heavily guarded, not to mention the current situation. People are in panic, and the security will be even tighter, fearing that it will be difficult to find any loopholes.”

However, Xiang Xiehong did not flinch. On the contrary, his eyes sharpened suddenly, like a sharp sword unsheathed, pointing straight to the core of the problem: "What we are targeting is not the granaries closely guarded by the government, but those who hoard and take advantage of the national crisis." A private warehouse where you can make a huge fortune!" His retort was loud and clear, and his words revealed unyielding determination and perseverance, as if he had understood the chess game behind this life-and-death battle.

Under the dim flickering candlelight, Ming Congliang's face is like a complex print, with tangled emotions engraved on it. His fingers gently rubbed the rough texture of the tabletop, and his words showed deep concern: "Alas, this matter has not yet been investigated and carefully planned, and I have not been involved in this kind of business for many years, so my techniques are inevitably a bit unfamiliar. "Especially the tunnel digging aspect, which is a challenge that I have never tried before. I really don't know what to do."

Xiang Xiehong was not affected by Ming Congliang's concerns. He turned his head calmly, looked directly at Qin Yubo with his piercing eyes, and said loudly: "Brother Qin, what do you think of this matter? If we find a suitable place outside the city, Is there any chance of success in digging a tunnel to the private warehouse?" After hearing this, Qin Yubo smacked his lips slightly and fell into a brief and deep thought. After a while, he spoke slowly, with a steady and philosophical tone: "Although it is not absolutely impossible. It's possible, but such actions must be based on in-depth understanding of the terrain environment and precise calculations. After all, I haven't done this kind of business for a long time. The biggest problem is that if the tunnel is too close to the target, it will be easily exposed; If it is too far, it will be time-consuming and laborious, and whether it can be reached accurately is still unknown. In addition, whether the geological structure is suitable for excavation is also crucial. Wooden beams need to be installed inside the tunnel to prevent collapse. The amount of earth and rock cleanup required is huge and manpower is required. The material cost cannot be underestimated. All in all, despite the difficulties, as long as we plan carefully and construct carefully, we may be able to find a way out of these difficulties. "

When Xiang Xiehong heard this, the expression on his face became solemn, as if time had quietly stopped between his frowning brows. His eyes flickered in the dancing candlelight, sometimes like sharp knives on the surface of the autumn lake, sometimes turning into soft and gentle ripples. Finally, after this inner struggle, he spoke decisively, and his voice echoed in the quiet space: "Before us are three paths of destiny: one, robbing head-on; second, stealing in secret; third, Return home to escape the world. Brothers, please express your position. Those who agree with directly grabbing food, please raise your hands." After the words fell, seven or eight arms responded to his call like a flock of frightened birds flying in the forest.

Then, he asked people who were willing to use covert means to obtain food. Most of them had a look of determination on their faces, and their raised arms were like tall branches in the forest. When asked about those who were willing to return home to protect themselves, only two or three people responded. Xiang Xiehong looked at the scene in front of him, with a helpless but understanding smile on his face. He nodded slightly, respecting and accepting everyone's choice.

"Then, brothers who decide to give it a try, our strategy will be a two-pronged approach. If we fail to steal, we will take advantage of the chaos." Xiang Xiehong's voice was deep and powerful, like a heavy hammer breaking the ice and clearing the way. "But there is currently a shortage of manpower. We must quickly recruit a group of reliable refugees to join the team. Lu Yuefeng, you once founded a cult in Duantian City with the power of your words and gathered a group of believers. Can you still use your power of incitement to buy people's hearts with money and recruit some capable people? Someone who can help us?" When Lu Yuefeng heard this, a gleam of cunning and memories appeared in the depths of his eyes. He lowered his head and pondered for a while, then raised his head, his voice was gloomy but full of power: "I remember that in Duantian City, only two Ten taels of silver can summon 300 fanatical believers. Although the current situation is different, I estimate that 500 taels of silver should be enough to recruit more than 2,000 fresh people who are willing to work for us. "

The corners of Xiang Xiehong's mouth were slightly raised, outlining a light but meaningful smile, which contained a mixture of sarcasm and confidence. He refuted loudly and firmly: "This action is not to set off a vigorous uprising. There is no need for thousands of troops to come, only more than a hundred elite people are enough to deal with it." The words were loud and ringing, like tapping on copper. Above the clock, a thought arose.

When Lu Yuefeng heard this, a strong sense of historical vicissitudes instantly condensed between his eyebrows, as if heavy and mottled pictures were slowly unfolding in his pupils. His eyes flashed with the brilliance of memories, he shook his head slightly, and his words revealed a helpless and sad feeling: "Brother Xiang, you have never experienced the dangerous world in which I traveled in the early years. Once you get involved in it, it will be like opening Pandora with your own hands. The magic box was surging, as violent as a ferocious beast. At that time, all my subordinates were enthusiastic and devoted themselves to the almost crazy storm of faith. The power was hot and difficult to control. I'm afraid I can barely resist the thousands of iron cavalry, so I can only do my best to suppress the unsatisfied ambition deep in my heart. "

After hearing this, Han Guiliang couldn't help but look up to the sky and let out a burst of heroic laughter. The laughter was rough and informal, as if he was laughing at the absurdity and impermanence of the past. "Old Lu, are you really inscrutable, or are you exaggerating the truth?" He joked, "I wonder how I could have allowed you to be so arbitrary and domineering back then?" Lu Yuefeng did not get angry when faced with the teasing, but just sighed. He sighed and looked beyond the crowd to the distant memory at the other end of time.

"Compared to the master, I, Lu Yuefeng, can really only be regarded as a frog in the well." He spoke in a long tone, seeming to be immersed in deep nostalgia for the past, "Actually, it is not complicated to create a sect. The key is to use the ignorance and desire of the people, and use a few sensational words Only words of encouragement and a few clever rallies can convince them. At that time, the master's methods were truly amazing - he quietly extended his favor and recruited all kinds of fortune tellers and magicians. He promised his followers that as long as they were loyal to him, they would quickly accumulate wealth; he even carefully planned a series of illusions of gods and goddesses to make people feel excited. Awe. As a result, the believers who were originally under my banner deserted and joined his army. As a result, my ideas and skills are more than a hundred years ahead of our generation. Not only is it admirable, but it’s also unmatched!”

After listening to Lu Yuefeng's narration, Xiang Xiehong's eyes were as deep and undulating as the stars, and his look of surprise was like he was digging up a secret legend that had been buried for a long time. He raised his eyebrows slightly in astonishment, with a hint of surprise and admiration in his words: "It turns out that the master has some secret past events such as being involved in a cult. The only stories circulating in the world are stories about his old beggar gang, but this strange episode has never been mentioned. A well-known experience.”

Lu Yuefeng smiled bitterly, his smile mixed with self-deprecation and helpless bitterness. He said in a gentle and sincere tone: "There was indeed a past that I couldn't bear to look back on. I once tried to create a new sect. However, in an accident, my disciples mistakenly Breaking into the territory of the Beggar Clan to preach was tantamount to touching the bottom line of the powerful martial arts master. At that time, funds were scarce and the believers were hungry. Under the pressure of survival, they had to turn to the Beggar Clan to seek refuge. "

Xiang Xiehong's eyes moved away from Lu Yuefeng and fell on the carvings on the table. His fingers tapped lightly on the table. Each tap seemed to be setting the tone for the upcoming major action plan. His voice was calm and decisive: "Lu Yuefeng, you lead Han Guiliang and a group of brothers to recruit those who are hungry and in urgent need of redemption. You must carefully select them to ensure their loyalty and reliability. Qin Yubo and Ming Congliang , you need to quickly explore the specific location of the rich granary in the city and the character and reputation of its owner, and be sure to bring back detailed intelligence information within three days. At the same time, arrange for others to secretly purchase the required equipment and materials. All actions must be concealed and low-key. Don’t attract any unnecessary attention, so as not to alert the enemy and undermine the implementation of the entire action plan.”

As Xiang Xiehong's words fell, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became as heavy and serious as a rock, and everyone seemed to be able to hear the sound of time passing quietly like an hourglass. In this silence, a big curtain concerning the life and death of countless people is quietly opening.

When all the tasks were basically assigned, Han Guiliang stood up from his seat with an embarrassed look on his face. His slightly fat body looked particularly awkward under the dim candlelight. He pursed his lips, and his inner uneasiness was revealed in his words: "Lao Xiang, this food grabbing plan you proposed is not child's play. If there is a slight mistake among hundreds of people, I have never experienced such a big battle at my age. , I'm afraid it's difficult to control." Hearing this, Xiang Xiehong frowned tightly, forming a steep hill, his eyes were as sharp as a sword, and asked: "It was difficult to command even a hundred people, how did you get on the bandit back then? What is the basis for the position of leader?”

After hearing this, Han Guiliang squeezed out a bitter smile on his face, which was full of helplessness towards reality and ideals. He spread his arms, as if to show everyone the hardships of life: "Oh, you are so confused by the great principles in the book! I think when I was a bandit, I was just a dozen desperate people. The brothers hugged each other for warmth, and led a dozen brothers and sisters to eke out a living in the deep mountains and forests, so they were taken in by the master so easily. "

In this discussion, everyone finally determined the division of labor. However, at this moment, they suddenly discovered that the selection ability for key positions was really worrying, which made everyone beat a little drum in their hearts. Xiang Xiehong looked around. The silent environment was filled with an atmosphere of helplessness and anxiety. It seemed that no one could shoulder the heavy responsibility. At this critical moment, his voice was low and decisive, and he made an extraordinary suggestion: "Now that the matter has come to this, it seems that we have to find another way to find a suitable candidate. Maybe Luo Huajun, the top martial arts champion, can try to let him take this role. "

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of sneers and doubts in the crowd. Han Guiliang couldn't restrain the doubts in his heart: "Luo Huajun, that idle guy, is not only good at eating, drinking and having fun, but he is also often criticized by Xie Hongxin among us." Who gave him such a joking name as 'Martial Champion'?" Xiang Xiehong's face suddenly became serious when he heard this, and he corrected: "It's not a joke, Luo Huajun is indeed a genuine Haiyun product and came from the imperial examination. The top scholar in martial arts." These words were like a bolt from the blue, instantly shocking the laughing crowd into silence. Everyone's eyes invariably focused on the usually unknown Luo Huajun. (End of chapter)