Zuo Yin didn't seem to see the puzzlement of others, and he showed a bit of nostalgia on his face, "To be honest, I know that Mr. Luo's existence is this year, and I have only known him for a few months, but these times are enough for me to retain my respect for him." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Some people are dead, but his spirit is immortal, Mr. Luo's last wish is to establish a new country without a family, and therefore, the rebels are the first to shout the slogan of abolishing the 'Jiupin Zhongzheng' within the empire, which is where the people of the rebels want."

"After I came, I inquired about the development of the rebel army, at the beginning, it was because of the great drought in the Western Wilderness, Gan County and Qin County almost had no harvest, but the family hoarded food and refused to accept it, so some people rose up and roared."

"I don't know much about politics, and I don't dare to say anything, but I know that what positions a person can reach should rely on his own ability, not his own family background, and I agree with this concept, so I am willing to help Mr. Luo."

"Is Mr. Luo dead? I think that he is not dead, he will live forever, live in the minds of the world, for Ganjun and Qinjun, but the commoners of the world, he will never die, he is the first person in our time to shout against the world, with him, there is today's righteous army, there is the future world! ”

"I came here, Mr. Luo and I have had a few conversations, I benefited a lot, he said that what we oppose is the system of the world, not the world itself, he also said that he actually does not like those ordinary people who only focus on food and clothing, he is extremely self-cultivation, he is almost meticulous, for his own actions, for the future of the world, there is a restrained fanaticism, he is the smartest person in our time, because only he sees the pattern of the next hundred years."

"A wise man, seek peace for oneself and happiness for one's family."

"At such a moment, what we need to do is not to discuss these details, but how to carry on his old man's wishes."

"In that era when there was no family and everyone could rely on their own ability to seek the position of official."

"That era of class peace and power in the hands of the imperial power."

"Can we make it happen?"

In the mourning hall, there were elderly people who had participated in the eight-year war, and tears welled up in their eyes.

I don't know if I remembered my former self.

Drinking ice for eight years, the blood is difficult to cool.

Luo Qianqian stood behind Zuo Yin, looking at the back of the person in front of her, and suddenly had a wonderful feeling, it seemed that as long as Zuo Yin spoke, then it would be a decisive finalization.

In a word, Jiuding?

More people showed surprise on their faces, speaking of which, after Zuo Yin and the others came to the Righteous Army, they generally had direct contact with Lei Xiaotian and did not communicate much with the generals of the Righteous Army.

For the generals in the mourning hall, the Zuo Yin they know is just a stunned man from Cangnan, who fights with courage and relies on the strength of the Fire Tiger to be invincible, but if it is about strategy, tactics, and strategy, no one can afford this kid.

But at this moment, Zuo Yin's heartfelt words are similar to his indifference just now, but in any case, at this critical moment, Zuo Yin pointed out the future direction of the righteous army - abolishing Jiupin Zhongzheng and breaking the monopoly of the clan.

Such a banner is undoubtedly clear and clear, and Xiao Xiao and another general, who had just asked for the battle, were all excited, as if they had suddenly caught something, they immediately knelt on one knee, Xiao Xiao said respectfully to Luo Qianqian: "Miss, we think Zuo Yin is reasonable, the purpose of the righteous army is to establish Mr. Luo's new country, and it is not necessary to elect the president of the righteous army at this moment, and it is the most important thing to hunt down Luo Feng." ”

Although the words were said to Luo Qianqian, anyone with a discerning eye knew that Xiao Xiao's words were in response to Zeng Tingyu's objection just now.

At this moment, everyone was shaken by Zuo Yin's words, and it seemed that they no longer insisted on choosing the commander.

Zeng Tingyu saw that the situation was not good, his expression was gloomy, and he said something, but a voice interrupted his thoughts.

"Da!"

The sound of slight footsteps sounded, but it brought a trace of chill to this mourning hall, and this cold air was like a cold poisonous snake serving everyone.

The crowd turned back.

The morning sun was a little dazzling, but it still reflected the figure of a young man.

The young man was dressed in a black coat, he didn't seem to be too hot, his fair right hand was holding a white porcelain teacup, and the whole person looked black and white.

It's just that there is a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if nothing in the world can escape his palm.

That is, the self-confidence of controlling the world.

Sammi Lin.

His slightly lazy and meaningful eyes slowly scanned, and most of the generals of the rebel army couldn't help but retreat.

Zuo Yin didn't shy away from it, and greeted calmly, "Why are you here?" ”

Lin Xiuwen smiled slightly, "The people who are chasing Luo Feng have already set off, but at present, Luo Feng can't die, at least not openly." ”

Zuo Yin was puzzled, "Why is this?" ”

Lin Xiuwen stretched out his hand, slowly rubbed the teacup, and said leisurely: "With Luofeng, Shen Mufeng will think that our righteous army is still in civil strife, and in this way, his determination to attack us will also be weakened by a point." ”

Some people agree with this explanation, but Huo Ran, a thin general, got up and arched his hand: "Lin Dynasty Dutong, no matter what you say, Luo Feng is a person within our righteous army after all, and you are responsible for arresting it, I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?" ”

Lin Xiuwen slowly turned his head and said nonchalantly: "Come General, who can deal with Ying Yan in the current rebel army?" ”

This was a direct question, but Lin Xiuwen's meaning was also very clear, even though Ying Yan was seriously injured, but after all, he was a heartless powerhouse who was good at concealment, if he wanted to hide with Luo Feng without effort, who could easily find out.

What's more, the strength of the rebel army is already tight, and the number of troops sent is also a problem.

Silent.

There was a long silence.

Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Lin Xiuwen slowly took a sip of tea and said gently: "Since there is no opinion, then the generals please prepare for war, at most three days, General Lei Xiaotian will wake up, and we will discuss it then." ”

A crisis that was enough to centrifuge the rebels seemed to be resolved in this way.

After the generals incensed the Luo Qiu cicada, it began to disperse.

The fat Zeng snorted when he heard the rain, and suddenly strode out, but when he passed by Lin Xiuwen, the big fat man said intentionally or unintentionally: "It's raining just now, don't slip." ”

After speaking, Zeng Tingyu didn't wait for Lin Xiuwen to respond, and left directly.

Behind him, there are six or seven generals, following Zeng Tingyu, it seems that this fat man's connections are still very broad.

For this kind of provocation, Lin Xiuwen shook his head slightly, as if he didn't take it to heart, he watched the generals disperse, preparing for battle, and said softly: "He's here." ”

In the mourning hall, only Zuo Yin and Luo Qianqian remained.

Zuo Yin was stunned for a moment, he looked at Luo Qianqian, then at Lin Xiuwen, and wondered: "Who?" ”

Lin Xiuwen's eyes seemed to suddenly have a glow, he looked at Zuo Yin, and said seriously: "Caijun Yang, the number two person of the younger generation, Yang Zi'an." ”

The future "king" and "emperor" seem to have the silk thread of fate that binds them in the dark. (To be continued.) )