"You mean...... secretly slaughtered this kid and used his head to befriend Changsun Hong? Jin Rucheng's eyes rolled, and he touched his beard at his chin, which was messy like a puff of straw because he didn't take care of it.

"I wonder what the effect will be?"

An Taishan laughed fiercely and said in a low voice: "It must be good, the revenge will be avenged, anyone will be in a good mood, and they will definitely be grateful to us, and if they send some benefits, great things will be done!" Wasn't that how we were with Gui Ruyuan back then? ”

"Gui Ruyuan's birdman strips how much silk from us every year, I'm afraid he can't count it himself, what you said is right, how can an official not love money? Doesn't there be a saying among scholars, seeking officials for thousands of miles just for money? You can give it a try. Kim Ru-sung's hand that was playing with his beard suddenly stopped, and he made up his mind.

"However, there are many people in the Li family in the gang, so we must be cautious in this matter and not leak the news." He reminded An Taishan: "I can be the leader of this dragon, the dead old man of the Li family is highly respected, once the gang knows that I want to harm his descendants, you and I will not die well." ”

An Taishan promised: "Naturally, you have to be careful, the dragon head puts the heart in the stomach, and I will be foolproof when I do things." ”

The two were muttering together about a conspiracy, and in the distance on the other side, Li Xian was also talking to several hall master-level figures of the Jingshen Gang.

They sat in one place, looking at the busy Tibetan people with disgruntle, drinking sullen wine.

"It's really fucking boring, how many brothers did we die this time to get back so much salt, the Tubo people didn't contribute at all, and they had to share the money when they sat on the ground, how can there be such a reason?"

"Alas, under the fence, how can you not bow your head?"

"You and I are both born to work hard, a fighting man with his head tied to his trouser belt, when did you suffer such a bird spirit?"

"Where is Jiangnan in Tubo? The wind and water in the south of the Yangtze River are beautiful, the women are charming, and the water is very seductive, I really don't understand why the big dragon head took us to hide here? ”

"Shhhh Don't be heard! ”

"What about that? The brothers have long been resentful, and I am not the only one who said so. The complainer, though with a hard mouth, lowered his voice a little.

"Hall Master Li, you are the Li family, the Jingshen Gang was founded by your ancestors, you go and talk to the dragon head, don't stay here, let's go and get rich in another place." Someone instigated.

Li Xian shook his head with a dark face, glanced at Jin Rucheng's direction, and said coldly: "You also heard, I just advised him to go back earlier, but he was scolded for no reason, if you persuade him to leave this place again, I don't know what punishment he will incur, and it is not necessary to help and serve." ”

So everyone's indignant emotions became more and more intense, and someone said: "I see that the dragon head is getting older and older, and his courage is getting smaller and smaller. Even the people of the government did not dare to provoke us, and now, hiding here like rats! ”

"It's better to go back to Sichuan, the Mongols retreat, we don't go back to occupy the territory, when will we stay?"

"I heard what the dragon said, he was afraid that the Great Song Dynasty government would change people, strictly check the illegal salt, and there would be no good fruit to eat when he went back."

"What about the government? We are thieves who sell smuggled salt, the government is soldiers, soldiers and thieves are enemies, and if we are beaten, who are the Jingshen Gang afraid of? ”

"Humph! I see, the Great Song Dynasty government doesn't want to see us, so it's better to simply take refuge in the Mongols, haven't you seen it? Those Han people in the north rely on the Mongols, the same chic and free, besides, the Mongols are so fierce, sooner or later they will cross the Yangtze River, the Great Song Dynasty is dead, the dynasty has changed, everyone has to change the emperor to worship, it is better to take refuge as soon as possible and change the background! ”

Take refuge in the Mongols?

This unintentional proposal made Li Xian, who was sulking with his head down, light up, yes, change the master to eat, maybe you can eat more.

At this moment, there was no national righteousness flashing in his mind, no guilt such as being a traitor, and only the yearning and desire for how to live a rich life in the past.

In fact, this is not only the case in his heart, but also in the Jingshen Gang, or more widely, in the eyes of many ordinary people who have not studied, it is like this, and the change of dynasties has nothing to do with them.

The emperor of the iron-clad rivers and rivers, it doesn't matter what the surname of the Son of Heaven is, the important thing is that his life can continue.

This mentality was especially obvious in the hundred years of turmoil after the Sui and Tang dynasties.

Five dynasties and ten countries, many countries are minority regimes, the Central Plains area that is regarded as the heartland of the Han people has been fought over, and the orthodox status of the Han family has long been lost, and the ancient capital of Luoyang Chang'an has been in the hands of foreign people for a longer time than the Han people.

According to the ancient saying, the Liao State, which ruled the Yellow River Valley for the longest time after the end of the Tang Dynasty, had more rights to call China than the Song Dynasty.

Therefore, not only the Han people in the north, but also many people in the Yangtze River valley do not reject foreign rule, although many people, especially scholars, still maintain a firm belief in resisting foreign enemies and jointly safeguarding the Han family, but it is not uncommon for Li Xian to have such an idea.

"Let's talk about it, do you want to do this thing about taking refuge in the Mongols?" Li Xian raised his head and looked at everyone.

These people are the backbone of the Jingshen Gang, and to some extent, they are the skeleton of the Jingshen Gang.

After listening to Li Xian's words, someone immediately jumped out in agreement: "What can't you do?" The Qingyan Gang in Guanzhong, there are people who are familiar with me, they used to make a fortune from the Jinren, and later they made a fortune with the Mongols, so there is nothing wrong with it. ”

"By the way, I have also heard that the Mongols not only do not despise the Han people who are loyal to Mongolia, but also give money to the officials, as long as they are loyal to them, maybe they can also find an official who is a salt supervisor!"

"Really? That's a good dare, what did these Tubo crumbs give us? I didn't give anything, and I was still urging us to die! ”

"Haha, wouldn't that justifiably sell smuggled salt?"

"You're a big person, you're an official, and you're selling smuggling salt!"

"Oh, yes, yes, when you are a thief, you are used to it, and I haven't thought of this stubble!"

Everyone laughed, their eyes shining, as if they had changed their identities and immediately became prosperous and wealthy.

"Go to the faucet and discuss." Everyone began to instigate, looked at each other, and pushed others to talk to Jin Rucheng.

When he said that, everyone was foaming at the mouth, he was really going to go, and he began to admit it again, everyone knew Jin Rucheng's temper, this person can be the leader, relying on a ruthless force to win the appreciation of the previous leader, doing things viciously, thoughtful, reckless when he started, with blood on his hands, sticking a lot of lives, and he is very prestigious in the Jingshen Gang.

In the end, no one pushed it, all together, there are many people and great power, if Jin Rucheng is angry, he will not be able to do anything with so many people.

(End of chapter)