It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 129

Youzhou, Youzhou City.

Youzhou City was not originally called this name. This city has its own name, but since Youzhou King Yang Long stopped sitting here, this place has represented the entire Youzhou. Gradually, when people mentioned it, they would think of the three words Youzhou City, and when they mentioned Youzhou City, they would think of Yang Longting, who was sitting here.

Yang Longting didn't look like a military general, but a Confucian scholar. He often wears a plain white Confucian shirt, a fan, a sword, and sits in a sedan chair instead of riding a horse. He was also tall and slender as he got older.

In a wing room of the City Lord's Mansion, the light was dim, and there was a row of spiritual places on the stage. With the weak light outside, I could scan the names on it...

Zhou Yuyu, Qin Lei, Mu Renyi, Chang Feng, Li Shan, Pang Hu... The last name seems to be: Han Hu Zhan...

Yang Longting sat cross-legged in front of the spirit, with a long sword on his lap, a jar of wine and several bowls on his side.

"Old Han, you are gone too. I am the only one of our brothers who came out of the camp."

"Chang Feng was the first to leave. At that time, we were still pawns. Later, the officials got bigger and bigger, and they brought more and more soldiers, but there were fewer and fewer brothers around."

"Old Han, you are really not a fucking thing. I really envy you. When you leave, I will send you. When I leave, no one will send me."

"Brother Hu, wait for me, take the enemy's head and pay homage in front of your spirit."

Yang Longting raised his glass, drank the wine in the bowl, got up, held his sword, and strode out of the room.

The sun was shining outside the room, and the group stood with their hands down.

"Lord!"

"It's windy outside, don't get cold, let's go to the conservatory to talk."

The house is not big, there is a kang burning inside, and a servant comes in with a charcoal stove, and the warmth will come up in a short time.

"My lord, according to your order, the news has been spread out to inform the bandits in Youzhou City to stay in the Wind and Rain Pavilion for a while. The roster is here, please take a look at the lord." Li Shanyan, the military advisor of Youzhou Prefecture.

Yang Long stopped sitting cross-legged on the kang, waved his hand and said, "Sit, all sit, don't all stand. Show everyone the roster first."

"My lord, these bandits are a group of rabble, and they do a lot of evil on weekdays. Are we really going to take them under the account? Isn't it ruining the reputation of the lord?"

Yang Long stopped his fingers and tapped the kang table: "There are good ways to use them, and there are bad ways to use them. Garbage is not necessarily useless. The key depends on how you use it. Bandits in Youzhou are rampant, but it is not a day or two. This group of people We can never be our own people, it’s better to use them to sharpen the blade. Besides, Qingniu Mountain…”

"My lord, I have been to Qingniu Mountain. Now it is a man named Cheng who is in charge. He has a very good attitude and means to serve the lord."

"Oh, it's a wall grass that knows business. Well, the military advisor of the Wind and Rain Pavilion sees him. If he can really use it, he will be rewarded for an errand. If the mud can't stick to the wall, it's fine. I won't go, the military advisor will go to meet the gangsters."

"Yes!"

"Foster father!" The door suddenly slammed open at this moment, and a tall man walked in: "A gang of bandits, if they are destroyed, why bother. Foster father, give me five hundred soldiers and horses, within a month. I'll eradicate them all and save trouble."

This person's name is Luo Tie, the adopted son of Yang Longting. He is the most arrogant and arrogant, and no one looks at him. He was the only one who dared to break into Yang Long's door.

Yang Long stopped pouting and said helplessly: "Fork out, fork out, look good these days, don't let him go to the Wind and Rain Pavilion."

...

Youzhou is a thousand miles away, and most of it is popular in winter. Small families are worried about food and clothing, and big families are nesting in their houses, and they are reluctant to go out in this weather.

There are many rules in big families. The lady in the boudoir is easily not allowed to go out. Youzhou is more remote, and there are not many entertainment activities, so the days are more boring.

In Youzhou City, in an unknown mansion, the lady embroidered inside the building.

The body of the maid on the ground fell to the ground, bleeding all over the floor. On the embroidered bed, the young lady of this family was naked and covered her mouth with embroidery, but she was completely naked.

"Good girl, don't call me. If you invite your parents, you will be saddened if you are killed by the Lord."

On the bed, a pale man leaned against the head of the bed, his expression was tired and smug after being satisfied, and he was playing with a delicate dagger in his hand. As he said that, the dagger turned beautifully in his hand and chopped off a strand of hair from the young lady's forehead.

Saiyanzi flew solo.

The famous Snitch on Youzhou Road, relying on his good delicacy, he walks through the house as if he is no one. Relying on his delicacy, he does not partner with others, so he does the business himself, so he doesn't take anyone else seriously. eyes. But few people on Green Forest Road know that Solo is not only a snitch, but also a flower thief.

In the past few years since her debut, I don't know how many Miss Qianjin have been harmed. It's just that even if this kind of thing happens, it's still a family shame. You lose your teeth and swallow in your stomach, and your arms are folded and hidden in your sleeves. If you really force people to kill themselves, the family will make up a fall into a well or something. The reason is deceitful.

The young lady fell on the bed, her face as white as paper with fright, but she couldn't say a word, only tears fell down drop by drop.

"Have you heard that the surnamed Yang wants to recruit a brother from An Dao, and when the master goes to be a general or something, he will come to your house to propose marriage in an upright manner. By that time, the master will also marry his concubine from more than 30 rooms, and you will too. Don't get angry, no matter when..."

Solo's hand suddenly patted on the woman's shoulder, Chi Guo's body trembled, and there was inexhaustible fear in his eyes.

"You are the big house!"

Having said that, Solo Fei laughed weirdly, jumped out of the window and rushed to the roof, and several of the rising and falling figures had disappeared in the night.

...

Yerendu, a thatched hut, and a fishing boat moored on the frozen water.

"Little Er's frostbite hasn't healed yet. If he goes on like this, his legs will be ruined. Now the river is frozen, and we haven't done business for more than half a month." He knocked on the table: "I did that deal half a month ago, butchered the woman and child, but let the man run away, otherwise I could last a few more days."

He lit another bag of cigarettes, took a deep breath and said, "This time the surnamed Yang wants to recruit us. I don't know if he has any bad intentions, but it's a chance. Hit your luck."

There were no lights in the hut, only the flames of the tobacco pouches flickered on and off. While smoking, the man passed on life lessons to his sons.

Far away, someone sticks out a hand from a deserted tomb...

Farther away, there was a fierce man on Fuhu Mountain who opened his eyes in his sleep, turned over and rubbed his eyes and continued to sleep. There were two large axes on the bedside.

Under the order of King Youzhou, the sleeping Youzhou Road was disturbed. How many devil kings opened their eyes in hibernation and thought the same thing.

Ten days later, the wind and rain pavilion.