"Big boss, there have been a lot of sentinels and cavalry comings and goings in the past two days, and the imperial court is going to send troops again, right?"

Perched on a tall wooden chair was a one-eyed man. A slash from his forehead to his cheek seemed to split his skull in half. It was the knife that robbed him of his eyes. Now all that's left is a potholed meat pit. With the only remaining eye, he scanned the left and right men in the hall, and said in an urn voice, "Hasn't the news from the city come yet?" ”

As soon as the words fell, I heard footsteps outside, and someone shouted: "The military advisor is here!" ”

A scribe dressed in a dirty robe, with his hair in a messy bun, but wearing a square scarf, strode forward, holding a folding fan in his hand, and slapping his palm, and laughing before he saw everyone, but he looked a little crazy.

The others didn't care, and looked at him quietly.

"Good thing! Great thing! The scribe who had fallen into the grass walked to the chair on the left side of the one-eyed bandit, and the boss sat down unceremoniously, saying, "These days, the horses are galloping, and it turns out that the imperial court wants troops to aid Luoyang." ”

"What's so good about that?" The bandit was unimpressed, and looked at his military advisor with one eye.

"It was the crown prince of the East Palace who went to raise the army, and the emperor Lao'er gave him the honor guard of the Son of Heaven. Now there are two big flags outside the gate of the East Palace, one book for the heavens, and the other for the heavens. The scribe's face was full of joy, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a chill on his face: "So I asked someone to pull the spy out and beat him." ”

"Oh? Why hit him? The big boss asked.

"I'm afraid this guy listened to two stories in the teahouse, and he dared to come back to Meng!" The scribe said angrily: "The crown prince is a soldier, not a grass, what to write 'for the heavens'!" ”

"It's just that we didn't write when we fell into the grass." A leader chimed in.

"Why don't we write one too?" Someone suggested.

"Picking up people's teeth and wisdom are all used up!" Someone objected.

"Even the thieves would say 'Fengtian advocates righteousness'. Are we still 'doing the right thing for heaven'? ”

……

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the cottage hall, but the topic had shifted to what banner to play.

"Shut up!" The one-eyed bandit let out a loud shout, raised his index finger, and slowly pointed upward.

Everyone followed the fingers of the big boss, and their eyes moved up inch by inch. When their fingers stopped, they also saw the plaque on the high hall, as if they had been struck by thunder, and in an instant they stopped laughing and their faces became solemn.

"See?" The giant man raised his arms and asked three words coldly.

Everyone hung their heads one after another, and they no longer dared to be the slightest presumptuous.

"Loyalty, filial piety and sincerity!" The giant man paused word by word, and his voice was like thunder: "We are reckless, and we are loyal and filial." It's just that after a few years of consumption, you have already forgotten about the superintendent! ”

The heads of the people hung lower.

Only then did the giant man take a breath, turned to the sloppy military division, and said, "From the perspective of the military division, what is good about this news?" ”

"The crown prince does things in line with my spleen and stomach, and he wants to go to Luoyang to raise the army, so I feel good." The military advisor did not look like a wise man at all, and he did not care about the cold weather. Shake off the fan and fan it violently. The folding fan was originally plain noodles, but it was already dirty and yellow. There is also a little bit of wine stains on it.

"." The big boss's face sank: "I asked you if you have any ideas." ”

"The hell is not the idea." The military advisor said proudly: "I have an idea to let you ghosts return to the yang. ”

"Don't talk!"

"Go to the crown prince and get yourself a background." The military advisor said as a matter of course.

"Lao Tzu is not uncommon." The big boss's face sank, but the remaining one-eyed turned around: "But...... Doesn't the Overseer even have a nickname? ”

The military advisor shook his head.

"You say, if we recruit An, can we change the name of the superintendent?" The big boss seems to have an idea, and carefully verified: "Didn't you say that literati have to have that to live in vain? ”

"But the king is in the world's business. Earn the name before and after your death. Alas, alas, alas......" The military advisor's face was full of pain, and the fan in his hand was folded and closed, and his palms were hit heavily.

"What are you crazy again?" The head scolded: "Say it clearly." What are the plans? ”

"It's this ......" The scribe with a square scarf turned his back with one hand, scratched the itch on his back through his clothes, and said: "In the past few years, the brothers have made a name for themselves in this area, and they are also like dogs, but think about it carefully, how many catties and taels do we have?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent for a while.

"I'm just a master who supervises grain and grass under the superintendent's account, and I'm not a talent of the dragon and phoenix." The military advisor said lonely: "You are just a personal soldier, and the superintendent has never even spoken to you." Not to mention these, count as a ball! ”

This group of mountain bandits listened to the military advisor's scolding, but they didn't even have the courage to refute.

Because what he said was true.

In this mountain, the one-eyed dragon with the first courage and the poisonous scholar with unparalleled wisdom are actually just two small people.

Real little people.

There are no tigers in the mountains, and the monkey is the little man of the king.

"Recruit a ball! Who's going to recruit us! As soon as the officers and soldiers arrived, we would be exterminated without even a chance to plead a case! The poisonous scholar pointed at these minions and roared loudly.

The one-eyed dragon sighed and said, "The military advisor has a point. He looked up again and said, "But every time you go crazy, you have a ghost idea that doesn't stink very much, tell me about it." ”

"Idea?" The poisonous scholar sneered, grabbed the bowl of water on the table, poured it down, and said, "There is only one: defection." ”

"Defection?" The one-eyed dragon was stunned.

"What if you don't run away?" The poisonous scholar shouted: "If it is a superintendent who has no soldiers, we can still find a way out under the banner of the superintendent." However, when you meet the crown prince of the East Palace, you go to ask someone to recruit peace, who do people care about you? Say you Xiao Donglou can fight? Or do you have a beautiful skin and can serve wine? "The swagger of the south wind in the late Ming Dynasty and in the army. Many generals find a prostitute with fine skin and tender meat to serve wine, just like a beautiful concubine.

Xiao Donglou, the master of the one-eyed dragon, raised his hand and touched the scar on his eye, only to feel a hot pain.

"Less shit!" Xiao Donglou scolded: "Can people want us if they go to the past?" ”

"You were mixed in the market on a dog day, and you were appreciated by the supervisor before you became a family member in the pro-military camp, and now it's the same as returning to your old business?" The military advisor laughed and scolded: "What? Can't bear this family business? ”

"This is a dick hair's family business!" Xiao Donglou scolded back and looked at the leaders under him. Most of these people were comrades-in-arms who joined the army together that year. After the defeat, they gathered together and fell into the grass for the coward, robbed the house on weekdays, and disturbed the trade routes, because he was the most able to fight, so he was regarded as the big treasurer. Speaking carefully, there is still more brotherhood than master-slave differences.

"The big boss, the military advisor. I only asked: What kind of person is Donggong? Is it worth our lives? "There was a bald leader with a plaster on his head, black from head to toe, as if he had crawled out of a pile of carbon.

As soon as this black skin spoke, the other leaders couldn't help but mutter, and they all lost confidence in the officials and masters of the Ming Dynasty. If you can produce a talent like an inspector again, even if you have a liver and brain, you can't say anything. But if you are a mediocre talent, it is better to roar in the mountains and forests, and pull out a knife to eat meat when you meet a fat sheep.

"I'll tell you so." The poisonous scholar propped up the table with both hands and curled his legs and squatted on the chair. Tilting his head and thinking about it, he said: "The prince left the palace two months ago, and lived on Wangfu Street to provide disaster relief and epidemic prevention. It's that pimple plague. ”

When everyone heard the pimple plague, they took a breath of cold air, and their faces were full of horror and solemnity. These people are all from Hebei, and they know how powerful the pimple plague is, once it spreads. It is that most of the village is dead, and as long as it is infected, there is no way to live. It's scary.

"The prince was born as a microstar, and he quickly suppressed the pimple plague." The poisonous scholar looked like a matter of course.

"This prince has some ability, he is a good prince." Xiao Donglou responded perfunctorily.

"If only that were the case, I wouldn't want to go to him." The poisonous scholar snorted and said, "Guess what? The small families in the city are not plagued, but the big ones. The families of wealthy nobles began to suffer from the plague, and once it happened, the whole family died, and no one escaped. ”

"Did the prince let the plague god go?" Everyone was terrified and discussed.

"Hey, the prince has to have this ability. Isn't it okay to open the altar? Do you still need to go out of the palace? The poisonous scholar mocked: "Since then, those nobles in the city have begun to donate money to the prince. He paused and asked, "Do you understand?" ”

Xiao Donglou was the first to react, and slapped on the table with a bang: "If you don't give money, you will suffer from the plague, this is ruthless!" ”

"You are the crown prince like you are a reckless man?" The poisonous scholar glanced at Xiao Donglou: "If there is a real plague, who can bear it?" In the entire Jingshi, the prince is the only one who understands this pimple plague, and he has two groups of people under him. One is called the Tsing Yi Doctor, who is the imperial doctor of the Tai Hospital. One is the East Palace guard battalion. The Qingyi doctor said that if any family suffers from the plague, the guard battalion will live in which family, and no one can get out. Got it? ”

"If you say that you are plagued, you will be plagued, and if you don't, you will suffer! Haha! Xiao Donglou hahadaxiao got up: "There are masters around this prince!" ”

"Yes, eighty percent is also the king who goes down the mountain!" The poisonous scholar gave him another roll of his eyes: "From this matter, I feel that the student is really the seed of his old Zhu family!" Like Taizu and Chengzu, his hands are black! ”

"This ...... That...... If we follow the prince, won't we have to suffer in the future? Blackskin was dumbfounded.

"You're worthy of it? If you want to be jealous of the emperor, you have to be a prince first! The poisonous scholar spat on the ground and looked at Xiao Donglou: "To go or not to go, you say!" ”

Xiao Donglou touched the scar on his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I just want to know something." ”

"What?"

"The prince did this, even you can see that the whole Jingshi is a fool? No big official impeached him? Xiao Donglou looked at his military advisor suspiciously.

"Are you stunted?" The poisonous scholar said disdainfully: "That's the prince!" The Emperor's own son! I want to say that your mother-in-law seduced me, do you believe me or your mother-in-law? Besides, all the people who died of the plague were burned to ashes, and they didn't even have a human figure, you said that they didn't suffer from the plague, they were hacked to death by the prince, what about the evidence? You dare to accuse the prince without a certificate? Suspicious of life? ”

Xiao Donglou looked suddenly enlightened, slapped the table heavily, and said, "This fucking prince is brave and strategic!" Lao Tzu has to go and mess with him, maybe he can really earn a nickname for the overseer. What do you guys say? ”

There are more than ten leaders of the minion below, all of whom are doing the business of licking blood on the blade, and killing the dead in the pile, listening to what the shopkeeper said, his heart can't help but be turbulent, and he talks left and right. Under the plaque of loyalty and filial piety, there was a light sound of Suosuo.

Whether to go, or to stay, that's the question.

Because of this either/or issue, the voice of discussion became louder and louder, and finally turned into arguments and curses.

"Keep a ball!" Heipi suddenly jumped on the willow long table, pulled out his waist knife and thrust it on the table: "Lao Tzu began to think that killing a few big households, grabbing money, food, and women is more refreshing than being a soldier and eating food." In the past few years, it has become more and more greasy! What kind of name is this murder? Back then, Lao Tzu followed the superintendent to kill the thieves and kill the slaves, that was the hero! If the big boss wants to leave, Lao Tzu will follow, which of you wants to stay, in the future, we will be officials and thieves! ”

"Heipi," Xiao Donglou stared at Heipi and shouted, "You donkey ball sun, dare to draw a knife in front of Lao Tzu?" ”

The pride of the black skin disappeared in an instant, like a wilted eggplant, he laughed at himself and climbed off the table.

"This matter," Xiao Donglou looked around the scene, "I have to make it clear to everyone in the village, if someone wants to stay, it's okay." However, each of the people who left had a set of iron armor and weapons. The rest of the stuff depends on whether they can hold it. Erhu Mountain, those rammed goods, but the idea of beating us is not a day or two. ”

"The big boss, the military advisor," a middle-aged man at the front of the banquet said in a deep voice, "Many brothers have families, if they want to follow, will it be difficult to abandon their wives and children?" ”

Xiao Donglou pondered for a moment and looked at the military advisor.

The military advisor frowned: "As soon as the big boss leaves, most of this village will not be able to hold it." Simply so, those who want to leave will go to join the princes' army. Those who don't want to join the army share the money to buy some land and go for a peaceful birthday. In the future, if the brothers are lucky not to die, they will have a head, and they will have a care when they are old. ”

"The military advisor has a point!" Xiao Donglou patted the table: "It's decided, let's go out and make it clear to the brothers." We were originally officials and soldiers, bandits who were balls! If you want to leave, you have to stay and listen to yourself, and there is nothing to force it to ask for. Count the number of people for Lao Tzu earlier! ”

"Yes, big boss!" Everyone agreed, took their weapons, and scattered in a swarm.

Xiao Donglou shot like lightning, grabbed the wrist of the military advisor, and gently tugged at it.

With just a slight pull, the poisonous scholar was pulled and staggered, and the whole person was almost dragged into Xiao Donglou's arms.

"You just said that my mother-in-law seduced you, it can't be true, right?" Xiao Donglou asked in a low voice.

"Guess." The poisonous scholar looked like a cunning villain, but he was actually pinched by the iron hoop-like hand of the giant man.

"It must be fake!" Xiao Donglou said with a firm face.

"You believe me?" The poisonous scholar asked again.

Xiao Donglou's eyes flashed with doubts, and he said, "Although you are just a master, your mouth is stinky...... But it's pretty reliable...... I fuck her eighteenth generation ancestor! Did she really seduce you? ”

"Hey, hey, guess!" (To be continued......)

PS: Have a great weekend everyone~~