At this moment, deep in Lin Zhenye's heart, of course, it was like a stormy wave. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But he is accustomed to the wind and rain and the vicissitudes of life, even if a mountain of gold is really placed in front of him, if he doesn't see a real chapter, he won't easily trust anyone anymore.

Especially now, not only is his family ruined, but he has also lost his children and grandchildren, except for a granddaughter Lin Wei, there is no blood relative to lose, how can he allow another half a point difference!

"Boy, don't talk about the sky, it's not too late for you to blow the conch on that day."

When Liu Jian heard this, he thought that in the blink of an eye, Li Zicheng was going to break through the capital, and the poor Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself, and finally let the Manchu pigtail army pick peaches, at that time everything was irretrievable, and he came to such a trip in vain.

In a hurry, he couldn't help but darken, and suddenly fell silent.

Because, at this moment, at least in the short term, he is indeed blowing the conch. If Lin Zhenye really wants to force himself to come up with any treasures, he is really empty-handed!

Lin Zhenye saw it in his eyes, and finally showed a snicker like an old fox, coughed, and suddenly changed his words:

"Boy, although the old man is forced to occupy the mountain as the king, like a lost dog. But as the saying goes, the tiger is not overwhelmed, and the old man has a 100-person army all the year round, and he has never been defeated. Since you said that the sky is so wild, then the old man will believe you once. ”

"The old man dares to give you ten people, do you dare to make a military order, within three months, as you say, defeat a hundred people?"

When Liu Jian heard this, he was immediately pleasantly surprised, and nodded solemnly again and again:

"Yes, but I have the conditions, these ten people must obey me 100%. And how to do it, how to do it, no one is allowed to interfere! ”

Lin Zhenye's eyes suddenly flashed with a trace of murderous intent, stared at Liu Jian, and nodded slowly:

"As you wish!"

The gambling contract was completed, and the old man Lin Zhenye not only immediately gave him a paper to take the general position and act cheaply in three months, but also divided the few wooden houses into one, which was also directly equipped with a rough maid and a maid in the warm house, and a personal soldier who was also a herald and a messenger, and let Liu Jian live in that night.

In ancient times, it was not lively, and there was no all-night lights. But in ancient times, there was one of the most satisfying psychological benefits for men, that is, not only could there be a group of wives and concubines, but also a warm house maid who was corrupt to the house.

Of course, Liu Jian is not yet an idiot to the point where his eyes are black, and he really treats himself as a master. After drinking a bowl of mush, he fell asleep without any distractions.

The next day, when everyone was still asleep in the bright stone house, Liu Jian had quietly got up, grabbed his so-called pro-soldier Cao Sanmao, and touched Lin Zhenye's compound all the way, and then walked through the courtyard and stood silently outside the barracks of the pro-soldiers.

"Trumpet, wake up—"

When Cao Sanmao heard this, he was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses, clumsily lifted the thing called "whistle" that Liu Jian handed over to him last night, and blew it up.

"Damn, what doesn't have long eyes to make Lao Tzu sleepy?"

A scarred face rushed out of the stone house with a chopping wood in his hand, scolding at a pair of bulls' eyes.

Liu Jian stared at him for a moment, then glanced at his watch, tilted his head and said:

"Three minutes, not bad, at least the first one. What's his name, Luo Esheng? Well, make a note of it. ”

After a while, another person rushed out, directly holding the night pot, and saw Liu Jian happy:

"Okay, this guy is more interesting, what's his name, Ni Liuzhi, does he have more fingers than others? Okay, don't miss it! ”

As more and more stunned greens and thorns came out of the house, there were ten places, and soon there were nine people. But there was still one last one, and Liu Jian never added any more names.

Cao Sanmao was looking strange, and suddenly got a kick on his buttocks:

"What are you doing, go into the house and take a look, look at the bed—there's a bastard on it!"

Oh, Cao Sanmao touched his buttocks, and wanted to turn his head and stare at him.

But as soon as he thought about it, the old man's face of the owner of the village who was not angry and arrogant appeared, so he hurriedly got into it without looking back, looked at it carefully, and then ran back with a smile on his face and said:

"Short-haired boy, there's no one in it."

Liu Jian nodded, and then glanced around at the crowd where almost everyone was holding their arms and glaring at him, and shouted without fear:

"Whoever is the last to run out of the house, stand up and give his name."

For a long time, the crowd didn't move, as if it was still a pool of stagnant water, surrounding Liu Jian, as if it would swallow him up in the blink of an eye.

Liu Jian smiled, didn't speak, closed the book unhurriedly, turned around and flashed outside the camp gate, and walked away directly.

Well, why did this short hair suddenly leave without saying a word, wasn't it still aggressive just now?

After being stunned for a while, Ni Liuzhi saw Cao Sanmao scratching his braincase, turned around in place several times, and then was about to chase after Short Hair, so he hurriedly grabbed him and said:

"You're dead, the master asked you to be his personal soldier, and he really treated him as an official young master, the master actually taught you to secretly look at him and know it? Come on, the master said let him pick ten people, why didn't he pick any of them and ran away! ”

As he was talking, a thin and neatly dressed young man suddenly smiled in the crowd:

"A bunch of fools, can't he even see if he wants to get caught?"

"So you say, fuck, what are you showing all day-"

Before the words fell, more than a dozen pairs of fists suddenly stretched out, and the head and face were beaten violently. Seeing this, Cao Sanmao hurriedly pushed Ni Liuzhi away and ran out.

"Short-haired boy, now, what now?"

Liu Jian glanced at him, and continued to walk towards his cabin without looking back. When he was about to reach the door, he snorted:

"Go get the master's warrant, and then go to the kitchen, you are not allowed to eat in the barracks today."

Ah, Cao Sanmao was stunned, and it took a long time to react, and then hehe, Yile, with a gloating smile on his face, rushed away.

At night, on the side of the Qin barracks, there was a sudden sound of angry scolding:

"Damn, I can't eat enough now, and I don't give my mother food for a day!"

"What are you ****** arguing about, you have the ability to beat that shorthair!"

"Straight lady thief, this can't be blamed on others, who told you not to give people a good face!"

"Okay brothers, the lord is already very good to the pro-barracks, at least there is food every day. Look elsewhere, even the inner house has one less meal than us in three days! ”

In the midst of the noise, Su Gui stood quietly outside the courtyard, listening quietly and nodding thoughtfully......