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Li Baiqian said to himself: "Master Hou is doing great things, why should he be so kind to a woman." Hundreds of thousands of scholars, ten years of study, repeatedly failed. Abandoning literature and martial arts, fighting with others, hurting the roots, and having no strength to fight.

has been stumbling for decades, and it is also the year of its establishment, and it turns out to be a group of women who eat in the hook bar. The world looks down on the Qinglou woman, but Baiqian is not, just a group of poor people like Baiqian.

Baiqian does not ask for thousands of women to send each other after Liu Sanchang's death, but only asks that after death, he can let Hou Ye write the word loyalty on the tombstone with his own hands.

A big man like Hou Ye has a place where he can get hundreds of thousands, and it is an honor for hundreds of thousands.

How many people want to climb up, and climb to the end, just to leave a name in history.

Baiqian is a scholar and a martial artist, who understands reason and proportion.

In another three months, Baiqian will have to turn into a handful of loess, so it is better to keep a useful body for the Hou Ye to use.

There was a miasma of smoke above the court, and the martial arts and hundreds of officials were pouring into each other, and the Hou Ye was even more ups and downs.

However, what Hou Ye has done over the years, the officials who only know silver and hats can't understand it, but the common people can understand it.

Li Erniang's family in Zhengdongfang used to only eat meat during the Chinese New Year, but now they can eat meat once a month. Why? That's because Hou Ye opened the sea ban, so that the men of his family could be a small businessman. The imperial court set up post stations in various places, and the Wenxuan provided protection for small merchants.

The trade routes are unimpeded in various places, and the thieves and horse bandits have disappeared, all of which are the work of the Hou Ye!

There is no such opportunity in the hundreds of thousands of mixed markets, and hundreds of thousands of people are afraid that they will not be able to leave a name in history for the rest of their lives. Baiqian knelt down and begged the Hou Ye to give Baiqian a chance. ”

After saying that, he really knelt down.

A man has gold under his knees, especially for a scholar who has been in the market for a short time, what is on his knees is more important than anything else.

The people who can be proud of the Son of Heaven and despise the princes are either the kind of generals who have worked hard and made countless achievements, or they are ordinary people like Li Baiqian, reckless people in the mountains,

"I..." Zhang Ru suddenly felt panicked in his heart.

He seemed to think of the person who fought with the left guard of Datong outside Datong City, the Chudi scholar named Liu Peng, the scholar who dared to tear his robe apart and kill the Tartar with a scimitar.

The Li Baiqian in front of him is so similar to Liu Peng.

"If Master Hou doesn't make a decision, Baiqian still has to die. Taishi Gong said that death is heavier than Mount Tai and lighter than Hongmao. Hundreds of thousands can be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than Hongmao, all in the Hou Ye's thoughts. When Zhang Ru hesitated, Chang Wei added a fire very appropriately.

This fire made Zhang Ru completely fall.

He nodded with difficulty: "I will personally engrave your name on the monument of history, if I don't die!" ”

Some unconfident words made Li Baiqian smile proudly.

His persistence finally made this Hou Ye make the right choice. Li Baiqian is not a saint, and he can't sacrifice his life for righteousness. The reason why he did this was nothing more than to leave his name on the tablet.

Just like those soldiers who fought for the country and died on the battlefield, they are admired by future generations.

Zhang Ru left, he didn't stay and wait for Li Baiqian's death, he couldn't bear to see a righteous man die in front of him like this.

Chang Wei smiled and said to Li Baiqian: "This Hou Ye is a little different from our impression!" ”

Li Baiqian said lightly: "It used to be hearsay, and we all understand the truth that three people become tigers, but sometimes we don't pay attention to it." He's very different and I hope he can go further and further. ”

Chang Wei pulled out a knife from his waist: "Are you ready?" ”

Li Baiqian didn't have the slightest fear before death, but still had the heart to tell Chang Wei a joke: "If it weren't for the fact that taking poison would change the color on my head, I really didn't want you to send me on the road with a knife that killed livestock." Come on! Good brothers! Die early and die late, you always have to die, I have already chosen the road, and going on is the right way. ”

The knife is small, only the length of the middle finger, but the knife is sharp.

Whether it's a big insect on the mountain or a blind bear, this knife can easily cut through the skin of the other party.

This knife is the knife that Chang Wei used to kill livestock, and it is also the knife used to kill people.

He only had a knife, a knife that made everyone who knew him feel fearful, except for Fan Wuyi.

Killed Li Baiqian very calmly, looking at his old friend's peaceful expression, and waited until the blood was almost dry, Chang Wei gently cut off his old friend's head with a knife.

This head, he is useful.

The disguise technique is nothing to Chang Wei, and those who walk the rivers and lakes have more hope of living with more faces. A person like Chang Wei, who licks blood with a knife, does not like to fight with the government, but to appear in front of his enemy wearing another mask, so that the enemy is grateful to Dade.

Speaking of which, Chang Wei is a somewhat psychopathic person.

Unlike many people in this era, he insisted on his own Tao in his heart, and even his best friend Li Baiqian didn't know what this Tao was.

Today, he has to make his own choices for the sake of his own way.

For two days, for two whole days, Chang Wei was guarding Li Baiqian's head.

The human head changed little by little, and when the knife was finally completed, it was no longer possible to see the difference between Li Baiqian's face and Zhang Ru's face at all.

There is another day, and there is another day when Zhang Ru comes to get the head, and it is also the last time for Chang Wei to accompany his old friend.

That night, he carried a pot of old wine, marinated Li Baiqian's head in lime, and poured himself a drink in front of Li Baiqian's headless corpse.

"Brother, you go first, or it won't be long before my brother will come down to accompany you. Seriously, I'm very upset that you could make such a decision. But there is no way, we owe people what we need to repay, and we owe not one or two lives.

What kind of person is that Hou Ye, we just have a rough look now, you won't be lonely on Huangquan Road. If he's a two-faced and three-faced person, it's a big deal that we can come back to him.

Your journey is also hard, just a few days of good life, Lao Tzu used two years of savings to find you the best kiln sister in the capital to serve you for three days. You still enjoyed this kind of fun before leaving, and Lao Tzu is worthy of you.

That's it, you're already dead, and it's useless for Lao Tzu to talk so much nonsense. Anyway, people are going to die sooner or later, if Lao Tzu can still engrave his name on the stele after he dies, maybe my family's old and disrespectful master will have to jump out of the grave and go to the west of the village to make a pot of old wine.

We're all hard-working people, what's ......?"

It was night, and Chang Wei was drunk.