Fanmian Village is located in the deep mountains, where is the source of the Qingliu River, no one knows, the ancestors who have lived here for generations have never thought of exploring, only know that the Qingliu River flows out of the boundless Mangshan Mountain, if you go up fifty or sixty miles, the water temperature is extremely cold.

Sixty miles away from the nearest Shunjiang set, on the territory of the Daliang Dynasty, although there is an elegant-looking name of Fanmian Village - this name was given by the master, and it used to be called Xiaoba Village.

But the entire Daliang Dynasty, who kept the fan noodle village in mind, estimated that he was the one who was on the Shunjiang set.

Strictly speaking, Fan Mian Village is a paradise without architectural stratification.

Not even the village chief.

Now there is suddenly another dynasty, there are sons of heaven and queens, and a bunch of princes and generals, which completely tears the balance of Fanmian Village and makes the peaceful village cloudy.

More than 30 people gathered together, and for the other villagers, it was a huge and unshakable tumor organization.

The important officials of the Da'an Dynasty, led by Sun Widower, gradually developed a sense of excellence.

Forcibly taking and plundering has not been reined in more and more.

Li Sanpang's chickens and ducks are finished, and there is no left of the little fat sheep of Lao Yang's family, and Aunt Zhou's tofu is supplied regularly...... Complaints boiled in the small village, and there were people who did not give in.

It's just that after being beaten by the two bastards of the Zhenguo general and the hussar general Zhao Ergou led the crowd to beat him up, he chose to retreat.

The farming season has finally arrived.

The princes and ministers of the Da'an Dynasty, who were full of greasy mouths of food and drink, finally restrained themselves and prepared to harvest rice.

But Sun Widower didn't think so.

He is the son of heaven of the Da'an Dynasty, and he still does farm work with farmers at a lower price.

ran to Li Sanpang's house early in the morning, and asked Li Sanpang and his family to cut grain for him, Li Sanpang himself also had a field, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Of course, Sun Widower was not satisfied, so he only drove Li Sanfat and his family to find a few honest people.

After half a day's effort, his more than three acres of rice was spread out on the drying field...... Good guy, with the precedent of Sun Widower, he suddenly got out of control.

Zhao Ergou and Ergou and the two bastards, these Huang Zi Gongqing, when they see it, yo ho, Sun widowers can sit back and enjoy their success, and Lao Tzu is also a prince and general, where can they go.

Decisively, the villagers threatened to harvest their crops for them.

The villagers worked under the scorching sun, and the princes and ministers of the Da'an Dynasty gathered in the shade of the poplar trees to exchange their official experiences, and they were all very proud and proud.

That's it.

After the rice was dried and put into the warehouse, Sun Widower actually summoned all the princes and ministers of the Da'an Dynasty and said that we are a dynasty anyway, and if it is a dynasty, we have to collect taxes, otherwise what is the point of calling the emperor a country?

As soon as he heard that it was a good thing for nothing, those princes and generals were suddenly beaten with chicken blood.

In the end, a statute was made noisily: non-Daan Dynasty people were to collect taxes of one stone per household.

This stabbed the sky.

The villagers of Fanmian relied on that little field to live, and a stone was taken away at once, and the people with a bad harvest may not be honest in the next year, and their wives and children will drink the northwest wind?

As a result, fights are not uncommon.

With the second bastard of the general of Zhenguo, the foolish slash on Lao Yang's back, it was suddenly clean.

Poor mountains and bad waters, many people.

But Diao Min ran away to the Da'an Dynasty, and the rest were honest people, how dare they cut people with knives.

So the tax collector led by the second stunned man quickly collected more than 100 stones, and the people with good harvests were forcibly charged an extra stone...... But no one objected.

There is a private school in the village, and there are many young people who have studied for a few years and know that Sun Widower is a rebellion.

So I thought about going to Shunjiangji and telling Lizheng.

Unexpectedly, Sun Widower had long expected this, and led many nobles of the Da'an Dynasty to search houses from house to house, except for kitchen knives and woodcutters and other necessary agricultural tools, but all threatening hunting bows and the like were confiscated.

He also let the hussar general Zhao Ergou divide four people, take turns on duty for twelve hours, and hold Zhao Ergou's hunting knife and hunting bow on the passage out of the village.

Without the holy decree of His Majesty the Son of Da'an Tianzi, that is, His Majesty the Widower Sun of the Sheng'an Shenwu Zhaotian Desheng Emperor, no one is allowed to leave the village without permission.

Otherwise, there will be no mercy.

The superstructure of Fan Mian Village has since taken shape.

In just two months, Fanmian Village has changed from a quiet and peaceful paradise to a smoky Da'an Dynasty.

The private school is still loud and loud.

Although the scourge of the village was enough to choke, the private school had Li Fuzi, a respected scholar, in charge, and the princes and ministers of the Da'an Dynasty also had many sons studying in the private school, so it became the last pure land.

There is another place that has never been coveted: Li Ruyu's house.

Li Ruyu is an orphan who grew up eating hundreds of family meals, and a few of those nobles in the Da'an Dynasty have helped him, and he really can't bully an orphan, no matter how evil a person's heart is, there is a soft place in his heart after all.

In recent days, the chickens and dogs in Fanmian Village have been jumping, but Li Ruyu has become tired of becoming a dog.

The Master no longer allowed himself to study.

First, I let myself practice standing in the beach water, and then I tried to run against the current in the beach water, and after dozens of days of exhaustion, I finally met the master's requirements.

The thirteen-year-old boy is now dark, but when he grins, the neat white teeth always make little Lori Zhou a little happy, saying that it is the brightest star in the night sky.

Soaking in the water under the scorching sun every day, it's strange that it's not dark.

However, the matter was not over, and the master found a stick and let him practice.

It's also very simple.

Chop a thousand times a day.

On the first day, Li Ruyu had only chopped more than 500 times, his hands were covered with blood blisters, and he lost consciousness.

Little Lori was very distressed, and boiled hot water to put on his hands.

What a hard-working little daughter-in-law.

Neither did the Master punish him.

The second day continued, less than two hundred times, the blood blisters on his hands burst, and Li Ruyu, who was covered with blood, endured the pain and continued to chop.

The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their muscles and bones, starve their bodies and skins, empty their bodies, and act chaotically, so they are motivated to endure and gain what they cannot.

After the Master had said this, the sky was filled with muffled thunder, and the thunder almost fell.

The Master seemed a little annoyed.

Glaring at the sky.

Li Ruyu, who was covered with blood on his hands, was unable to continue after slashing dozens of times, and he slashed more than a dozen times with instinctive numbness, and Xiao Lori couldn't stand it anymore, so she rushed out of the private school and pulled it back to take medicine, and ordered her to rest.

Li Fuzi has been watching quietly and does not stop it.

But in the afternoon, after Xiao Lori fed Li Ruyu a meal, she continued to come to the private school outside and picked up a wooden stick to chop.

Blood soaked the gauze.

After the little Lori's eyebrows and cold eyes were ineffective, she squatted aside and burst into tears.

His big eyes were full of distress.

Li Fuzi held a book to teach students, looked at the childhood sweetheart outside the window, and pulled the corners of his mouth with a relieved smile.

This wood can be carved also!

Li Ruyu should be the big fish of the Northern Underworld.

Repeatedly, constantly.