When the scout was far away, Chen Jianhu, who had played a trick to buy people's hearts, looked up at the bright moon shrouded in mist, and then took a deep breath, turned around and ordered: "All the brothers listen. ”

"At present, although we have encountered miserable whites one after another, it is all because the government is too insidious, and it is all because Ye Xiba and Canghuotou have been bewitched by the government......"

Under the cover of night, hundreds of soldiers whose faces were numb and tired from running for days raised their heads and looked blankly at the scholar on the hill in front of them.

The hem of the scholar's cyan robe was trampled on, wisps of rags dragged on the ground, and his chest and back were covered with dirty dust, but his voice was high, his expression was excited, and there was a high-spirited, inspiring magic.

"Although we were defeated, it was all the tempering given to us by King Ming, and now the people who can still stand here with me, you have all gone through the most painful and harsh tempering and testing, and you have become real warriors!"

"I heard the call of King Ming last night, I want you to believe me!"

"I, Chen Jianhu, swear to King Ming and Maitreya here today, I will take you to defeat the government, avenge the king, avenge General Wang Neng, Chen Gongshan, Ye Xiba, Canghuotou, and those brothers who died tragically under the swords of officers and soldiers——"

With Chen Jianhu's high tone, those numb faces gradually ignited with fanaticism, as if they really heard the shouts of the gods, as if the scholar in front of them, who had led them to defeat repeatedly, had become an invincible and strategizing Liu Bowen.

"King Ming was born, and Maitreya was born. Save my people, White Lotus Zhongxing—"

As Chen Jianhu shouted these eight words with a flushed face, the climax of this speech finally arrived.

Those peasants and miners who joined the rebel army because of a mouthful of food were once again brainwashed, and the group assimilation effect made these people extremely convinced of the scholars in front of them at this moment.

Chen Jianhu looked at the renewed conviction in the crowd, then turned around and walked down, he let out a long breath, raised his sleeve and wiped the sweat oozing from his forehead.

He smiled self-deprecatingly, walked forward slowly, and said in a slight voice: "These mud legs are really deceitful." ”

The bright moon overhead, shrouded in mist, couldn't really be seen, and the dim round cake quietly looked at the wriggling crowd below, looking at the scholar who seemed to be carrying a burden of ten thousand catties.

Chen Jianhu actually didn't have the slightest confidence in it, and among the only choices he had now, the only way to succeed was to use these 800 people as a vote to break into Deng Maoqi's faction.

Although the number of rebels in Deng Maoqi's line is not as large as Ye Zongliu's, most of them are the elites of the White Lotus Sect, and it is said that Deng Maoqi himself also personally served as the head of the martial arts sect, and the combat effectiveness of these more than 7,000 people was quite considerable.

If he can really enter the upper echelons of the Deng family and influence their strategic direction, maybe ...... There's still a chance to defeat that man, right?

What if we lose again? After all...... The opponent is Chen Xingzhi, who is only seen in his life.

Chen Jianhu shook his head hard, trying to get this terrible thought out of his mind - they are all human beings, they are all scholars, and if I were in the same position as him, I would do better than him.

In fact, the name Chen Xingzhi, when he first heard the other party's lyrics, he was very impressed by the other party's talent, and then he didn't expect that the other party would follow Yu Kang here and become his opponent.

And...... He was such a terrible adversary.

Now the other party must have eaten and drunk enough, sitting at the desk in the fragrant private room with red sleeves and reading at night, and he-Chen Jianhu looked down at the ragged front hem of the scholar's robe, and suddenly frowned, and the anger in his chest suddenly rushed to his face.

He blushed, pulled a short knife out of his sleeve, and then crouched down and slashed the rotten hem of his garment.

……

Recently, he has been messing with Yu Kang a lot, and even the amount of alcohol with Chen Xian has increased a lot, and at this moment, he was a little drunk and wandered all the way to the city wall, leaning over and looking at Chong'an.

"Sir, my master said that every time someone dies, there will be flying stars in the sky." Wei Qingqing raised his eyes to look at the sky and said in a calm tone.

Chen Xian also looked up at the sky, different from the sky seen by Chen Jianhu a hundred miles away, the sky in Chong'an was exceptionally clear, as clear as a black cloth washed by water.

At this time, where is the light pollution of the later generations, the round moon is hanging in the west position with a dim yellow light, and the stars are all over the moon, and at first glance, the eyes are full of stars.

"Sir, why have so many people died in the past few days, but there are still no flying stars in the sky?"

Chen Xian knew that the kind of folk legend that Wei Qingqing said was from Dong Zhongshu, a Confucian master of the Western Han Dynasty, and his theory of heaven and man, three outlines and five constants, influenced later generations for two thousand years.

"Actually, this flying star does not mean that someone is dead, but that the person who sees the flying star should immediately close his eyes and make a wish, and recite it three times in his heart before it falls, and your wish will come true."

Chen Xian's eyes wandered in the sky, and finally found a meteor in the starry sky, so he raised his finger and said with a smile: "Look there, make a wish!" ”

Wei Qingqing looked startled, hurriedly closed his eyes, and silently recited in his heart.

After a while, the meteor disappeared, and the girl opened a pair of beautiful eyes, looked at Chen Xian, and said with some joy: "Sir, my wish is-"

"Stop!" Chen Xian raised his hand and said with a smile: "If you make a wish, you can't say it, it won't work if you say it!" ”

"Ahh Wei Qingqing hurriedly raised his hand to cover his mouth.

On the city wall, a little bit of alcohol disappeared, Chen Xian flicked his sleeves and said with a smile: "Let's go, I've drunk a lot of wine in the past few days, go back and give me a bowl of noodles to nourish my stomach." ”

"Good!" Wei Qingqing raised her eyebrows and answered sweetly.

The two returned to the inn, Wei Qingqing served a bowl of green and white noodles, and then sat quietly in front of Chen Xian, looking at the gentleman who was not a few years older than himself.

She was kicked to the person in front of her like a ball kicked by the second master, thinking that the other party would be as strict and harsh to herself as the second master, and would punish herself for meditating or copying scriptures at every turn.

But this man was very different from what she had imagined......

Throwing lime and shooting dark arrows against the enemy, of course, she knew that it was wrong, but as if it was a girl's rebellion, she gladly accepted it—in fact, she was at the age of rebellion.

The gentleman was sometimes cold and a little terrible, and at other times warm like the midday sun......

Chen Xian noticed the girl's straight eyes, then raised his head and smiled: "I don't care about such rules and regulations as respecting teachers, if you really think about me, I will never be your opponent......"

(End of chapter)

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