Chapter Ninety-Two: The Stars of the North Are Stained with Blood (Ask for Subscription!)

Zhang Rang's face instantly turned ugly.

There are many rumors about the uprising of the Red Turban Army, but everyone knows that this fuse was the peasant uprisings that broke out one by one after the Ten Standing Servants seized power, oppressed the common people, and caused the people's livelihood to suffer.

In the Red Taiping Dao preached by its uprising leader Zhang Jiao, in addition to describing the beautiful peaceful and prosperous era preached in the Red Taiping Dao, the rest of the morality was directly aimed at the ten permanent servants of the Later Han Dynasty.

As a result, the people of the Later Han Dynasty gradually referred to the decline of the Later Han Dynasty, the uprising of the Red Turban Army, and the merger of the princes of the Ten Roads as the "Rebellion of the Ten Standing Servants".

Naturally, no one dared to mention this matter in front of Zhang Rang and others, but today He Jing said it.

The dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will die!

The great eunuch, who was arrogant in front of his subordinates and very kind in front of his peers, had an unusually cold face at this time, and his eyes were full of killing intent.

"General, do you know that in life, there are some things that cannot be said nonsense. ”

He Jing smiled nonchalantly: "Grandpa Zhang means to threaten this general?"

Zhang Rang laughed and said: "The threat can't be said, it's just a reminder that the general said the wrong thing." ”

He Jing raised her eyebrows and scolded, "How does Lao Tzu speak, when do you need to teach?"

Zhang Rang sneered silently, and then threw the wine glass in his hand to the ground.

He Jing's face changed slightly, how could a person who had been meditating all the way to the position of a general be an ordinary person?

When Zhang Rang made this move, he understood everything.

So the sword was unsheathed, and the light of the sword illuminated the hall.

At this time, in all corners of the hall, countless Xiliang sword and axe soldiers suddenly came out.

Those black armor and sharp knives and axes shimmered with a chilling glow, making people feel the piercing chill of death.

For a moment, the entire hall was in chaos.

At this moment, the general He Jing shouted: "Don't panic!"

Through his profound cultivation, this voice traveled extremely far, very loudly, and clearly fell on everyone's ears.

It sounds like the roar of a lion on the prairie.

The general He Jing is a lion-like man, but this lion doesn't seem to have a very developed mind.

With his loud shout, the originally chaotic hall was no longer chaotic, and those officials who were well-dressed and well-fed, who only knew how to enjoy good fortune but had no ability, hid in the corner and huddled together to keep warm, shivering.

And those officials with a little ability are guarding their surroundings, like a vigilant cat, looking for an opportunity to escape for their lives at any time.

He Jing's gaze finally fell on Wen Zhuo's body, with an irrepressible anger: "It turns out that now you are aiding and abusing!"

Wen Zhuo smiled and said: "General, this is not bad, this is not called aiding and abusive, this is called knowing the times, and being a junjie!"

He Jing sneered: "Don't put gold on your face, just rely on you miscellaneous fish, you want to deal with the old man, it's too tender!"

As he spoke, a crisp sword roar resounded through the hall and stabbed towards Wen Zhuo's faΓ§ade, like a thunderbolt.

Wen Zhuo panicked and fled towards Zhang Rang and the others, looking very cowardly.

But no one saw that when he ran behind the rebellion of the Ten Standing Servants, a cold and evil light flashed in his eyes!

Compared with the sword and sword shadow on Luoyang's Chinese New Year's Eve, Yizhou's Chinese New Year's Eve is quiet and peaceful.

Zhang Jiao left, and he told Ji Yu that his departure might be goodbye.

Ji Yu persuaded Zhang Jiao to try to resist his life, but he didn't succeed.

A person who has given up on himself cannot be saved.

After Zhang Jiao left, Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang came to the roof of the state capital to accompany Ji Yu to drink.

Bai Wuchang looked at the yellow oriole hairpin on Ji Yu's head, and he didn't know if it was because he was drunk, but his eyes were red.

After a while, he took a big sip of Qingshan Brew and asked, "General, why did you agree to let the judge return to Lushan County and become the county guard?" ”

Ji Yu smiled and said meaningfully: "Because he likes Lushan County." ”

Bai Wuchang was silent and did not speak.

If a person regards a certain thing as more important than life, it is naturally very suitable to be the owner of this thing.

Therefore, the judge is naturally the most suitable person to rule Lushan County.

Thinking of this, Ji Yu suddenly asked, "Xie Bi'an, why don't you go back to Lushan County and follow me to fight in all directions?"

Bai Wuchang smiled and said: "I? Cui Liu was born in a troubled era, so he caused this misfortune, if it is a peaceful and prosperous world without struggle, this maid will probably be able to save enough money, redeem herself, and then go to see the world." ”

"What's more, wherever the yellow oriole hairpin goes, I Xie Bi'an will go!"

The stars in the night sky, the glowing crape myrtle, and the northern starlight is like blood.

Ji Yu took a sip of Qingshan Brew, seemed to be a little drunk, and muttered: "Luoyang's killing machine is so heavy." ”

Fu Bang narrowed his eyes and said, "Several jackals, tigers and leopards have entered Beijing, how can the killing machine not be heavy." ”

Ji Yu said with a smile: "Fu Bang, your personal guard is coming back, you can teach him this book, and take him into this cultivator's avenue to heaven." ”

"As for how to lead this road to the most efficient, it's best, you can do it yourself!"

Fu Bang glanced at Ji Yu a little strangely, wondering how Ji Yu could know that Fan Kuan was coming to find him?

However, he still replied respectfully: "Yes, Brother Yu!"

Fan Kuan was born with divine power, and his physique was different from ordinary people, and this was called the peerless N of the mountain, which was very suitable for it.

On Chinese New Year's Eve in Jinxian another year, the sky was full of fireworks and fireworks dotted the night sky, and the people laughed and laughed.

If it weren't for Ou Ye Zhishui and other craftsmen leaving, I am afraid that the master would have taken the craftsmen to build a sculpture for Ji Yu in the courtyard of the county government according to the wishes of the people, and let people worship him.

It's just that there is no excellent craftsman like Ou Ye Zhishui, but I am afraid that I will not be able to carve a flawless face like General Ji Yu.

Therefore, this sculpture is only afraid that Ou Ye will stop the water for a day and not come back with a team of craftsmen, and it will not be made in one day, and the simple people of Jinxian will inevitably feel a little guilty.

With this guilt, many people prayed for General Ji Yu on Chinese New Year's Eve, in front of the land lord.

However, the filial son Fan Kuan did not.

It's not because he doesn't have half a sense of gratitude to Ji Yu, but because his mother finally couldn't stand the cold and fell on the bed, dying.

At this time, if he didn't use his blessings for the land lord to save his mother's life, how could he send the blessing of the land lord to General Ji Yu, who was far away in the sky?

For those big heroes in troubled times, it is the country first and then the family, and for a filial son like Fan Kuan, it is the family first and then the country.

After boiling the decoction, he brought it into the back room, and came to the old mother's bed, Fan Kuan sat down, began to carefully blow the decoction in the bowl to a suitable temperature, and then began to feed the medicine carefully.

While feeding the medicine, Fan Kuan muttered and repeated these words in his mouth.

"Broken and broken, broken and broken, broken and peaceful, years and years of peace, year after year, year after year, year after year, peace and security. ”

A man in his twenties, with red eyes beside the bed at this time, kept repeating these words with a sad face, no matter how he looked a little stupid and clumsy.

But except for those who have no heart and lungs, no one in this world will feel that Fan Kuan is stupid and clumsy when he sees this scene.

There will only be tears in my heart, and I will never be able to give birth to other emotions. 11