Qing Jun side, punish traitorous ministers. This is a good way to say it, and what is not good is rebellion.

Since the death of Emperor Ping of Han, Liu Chong has been indignant in his heart, he has long wanted to kill Wang Mang, but looking at the clansmen around him, Liu Chong is cool in his heart, most of these clansmen are wasted.

"What I'm going to say next is some headless things, and I am willing to stay with them, and I don't want to go out immediately."

In the front hall, all the clansmen who were originally chattering stopped, and each looked at the people around them, ready to follow the trend at any time.

Liu Xiu, as an insider, thought with his toes and knew that Liu Chong was going to rebel, he shouted that he was a child, and he was not qualified enough to participate in the conference, and quickly left the front hall.

Usually Liu Chong loves Liu Xiu, this clan is clear, so sometimes don't underestimate the power of the bear child, Liu Xiu's trouble made many originally wavering clansmen follow suit, and just found an excuse and slipped away.

The waste people are gone, and not all those who stay are suitable, so Liu Chong called the names of several more families and asked them to leave quickly.

"Butler, you go and bring Liu Xiu back to me."

"Whoa!" As the housekeeper left and came back, Liu Xiu was tied up and thrown in the front hall.

This one has no weapons and no one, and the rebellion is to open the mode of outlaw world, Liu Xiu hated it in his heart, and he scolded Liu Chong's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.

When the people arrived, Liu Chong took the blood book of Emperor Ping of Han and announced the contents in the kneeling greeting of the clansmen.

The clansmen fried the pot, and they thought that the most they could get together was to discuss how to bribe officials or find loopholes to stabilize the fields, but they thought it was a rebellion.

It's still a familiar recipe, it's still a familiar taste. Anyway, everyone already knows about Wang Mang's assassination of Emperor Han Ping, whether you want to or not, you must participate, otherwise you will be the enemy of all the clansmen, and immediately go to the gate to hang yourself, but you can keep your family safe.

To live, who wants to die. Under the general trend, the first rebellious team of this era was officially established, and for the vision of the future, everyone must eat and drink to be proud enough.

During the meal, Liu Xiu poured himself horse urine cup after cup. From nine years old to twelve years old, Liu Xiu has only lived a little better life in the past three years, and in the blink of an eye, he said that he was going to rebel or was dragged onto the thief ship, not to mention how sad he was.

Looking at the clansmen around him who were all five big and three thick, and then looking at their undeveloped bodies, the drunken Liu Xiu walked towards Liu Chong with a wine glass.

After a glass of wine, Liu Xiu opened his mouth to ask for a weapon, and Liu Chong casually gave him the dagger on his body.

The dagger is one foot and two inches long, that is, 40 centimeters, and to fight with such a small weapon is simply to be cut down.

"I don't want this dagger, you give me a workshop address and money, and I'll go with my own weapons."

"Uncle Wen, you don't have to go to the battlefield, the dagger is for you to defend yourself."

Defend yourself against a fart, when it really comes to the fight, Liu Xiu is sure, sure that he will go to the battlefield, and if he is not fully prepared now, will he go to the underworld to quarrel with the king of Hades after he dies?

Waking up from the dream, Liu Xiu was determined to prepare for the rebellion, he asked Liu Chong again for the address and money of the workshop, Liu Chong couldn't stand Liu Xiu's noise, so he arranged for the housekeeper to take him around.

Liu Xiu followed the housekeeper all the way to a private house in a village outside the city, and saw a gray-haired old man making farm tools.

Look at the muscles on his body, look at his resolute and calm eyes. This image, this aura, in the last life, the absolute national male god, the killer of the grandmother, is really the older he gets, the more flavorful he is.

"Old man, my little master asks for a weapon to take advantage of, and please help!" The housekeeper bent down and saluted but replied: "The recent investigation is strict, I will not use weapons for the time being, you go to the east of the city, their craftsmanship is better than mine." ”

"The old gentleman is humble, and I ask you to help, money is not a problem." The housekeeper of the Anzhonghou Mansion is naturally also a human spirit, and he is extremely particular about his words.

After three days of begging, the old gentleman reluctantly agreed to help build weapons. Liu Xiu happily took out the drawings that he had worked so in the past few days, and the old gentleman's face instantly darkened. This is here to fight weapons, this is simply to find trouble.

"I can't fight this weapon, you can go back."

After three days of begging, nearly ten visits before and after, and finally when it was time to kick the door, you actually asked us to go back. Don't think I'm a bully when I'm young. The master is also a person with status and status, believe it or not, I killed your great-granddaughter who is like a flower.

"You try." The old gentleman started to hit the hammer and shouted, and Liu Xiu looked at the hard muscles all over his body and instantly froze.

"Tong Yan Wuji, old gentleman, please don't have a chance with the child, can you tell me what is the difficulty in building this weapon?"

"See for yourself." The old gentleman threw the drawings over, and the housekeeper saw that the back of his head hurt, and he couldn't wait to beat Liu Xiu with him.

The first requirement of Liu Xiu's drawings is to be hard, and then it is required to weigh 15 catties, the blade is three feet long, and the handle is four feet long, which is equivalent to the length of two meters and three in modern times.

"Uncle Wen, the weight of your weapon can't be beaten even by immortals, I mind if you increase the weight a little more." The words were so straightforward, Liu Xiu had no choice but to give up, asking how much this knife could hit at the lightest, but the final answer came out, Liu Xiu was crazy, I only weighed 100 pounds, and this broken knife actually cost 50 pounds.

Controversy comes and goes, Liu Xiu retreated step by step, the original drawings have been changed beyond recognition, and now the knife is five feet long, the blade is three feet eight inches long, the handle is one foot two inches long, and the weight is just fifteen catties.

Knowing the appearance of the new weapon and the time of forging, Liu Xiu left with the housekeeper, and when he passed by the carpenter's house, Liu Xiu gave the drawings to the carpenter and asked him to make himself an identical wooden knife according to the drawings to practice first.

Other people's knives can be hung on the waist or carried on their backs, but Liu Xiu's knife is one meter six and five long, and every time he practices, he can only carry the knife on his shoulder.

"Uncle Wen, what's the name of your strange weapon?"

"I don't know, I'm very safe holding it anyway, so I don't plan to name him."

Liu Xiu in the courtyard is adapting to his new weapon, he will use it with one hand, tossing and turning, fast and fast, and using both hands for a while, with the help of the overall strength of his waist and back, his body is like a bamboo.

Seeing Liu Xiu freely switch the use of weapons with one hand and both hands, Liu Chong's hands itched for a while, and he went up to practice with Liu Xiu, during which he kept pointing out his problems.