Chapter Eighty-Seven: Robbery, Nami?
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"Your Majesty, you have to be the master of the old minister!"
A hoarse and old voice sounded, as if he had been greatly wronged, and the surrounding ministers seemed to have expected it, without a trace of surprise. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Aiqing, what's the matter?" Emperor Ling said with a tired face, the urgent battle reports that came in the past few days caused him to be unable to sleep normally every night!
"Zhang Rang connived at his nephew to beat my family at the door of Xiaohuang!" Yuan Kui said sadly!
"Your Majesty, the minister has also heard of this!"
"Your Majesty, the minister's son has seen this with his own eyes!"
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A group of ministers in the court stood up in solidarity, obviously on Yuan Kui's side!
"Alright, let the father, come on!" The Spirit Emperor frowned and said slightly loudly!
Zhang Rang had expected this scene, and directly fell to the ground and said, "Your Majesty, Rong Lao Nu explained, Lao Nu's nephew has been following the master since he was a child, and he only came to Luoyang in the past two days, and he wants to do something for His Majesty!" ”
"The old slave saw that His Majesty fell asleep every night, so he dared to let his little nephew find a position to share his Majesty's worries, but he didn't think about it but was stopped by Yuan Shu, but fortunately, his nephew would not suffer a loss if he knew martial arts!"
Emperor Ling's brows slowly relaxed, and he secretly said in his heart: Let my father be distracted by me, as for this group of ministers, the war ahead is tight, and they are still worried about this little thing!
"I don't know which position my father will arrange, bring it to see!"
"Your Majesty, the little nephew is the county lieutenant of Leping County, Dongjun, and he has taken office, and he vows to defend this place for His Majesty!" Zhang Rang choked up and said, as if Wu Tian would be sacrificed at any time!
Spirit Emperor Long Yan Dayue glanced at Yuan Kui and said, "It's my mistake to blame my father!" Look, this is the talent of my Han Dynasty, who of you can stop this group of thieves for me! ”
Yuan Kui seemed to mean that it was not good to touch the Spirit Emperor at this time, and he didn't speak silently, and the ministers were also speechless for a while, they were used to peaceful pleasures, but they didn't want to go to the front line!
Soon, Yuan Shu, who was at home, also received the news from the court, and couldn't help but let out a roar.
"Wutian Xiao'er, you wait for Ben Shao, my Yuan Shu and you are incompatible!"
At this time, Wu Tian had been walking for a few days on a donkey with his appointment, and he had been on the forum from time to time to check some information, and he had a clear understanding of the entire situation in the world.
"Bo Cai entered Yingchuan and was about to fight with Zhu Jun, but I don't know what happened to Guo Jia, and Zhang Jiao seems to be in the layout of the giant deer, waiting for something, and the yellow scarves on other roads are also like bamboos!"
Wu Tian thought about the information of the forum and muttered, although the players are too far behind in strength, they also have their own advantages, such as it is very convenient to pass on some information!
If you can make good use of the information, you can still earn a lot of benefits, such as which place is broken by the Yellow Turban, you can enter it to copy some of the gentry family's homes or something, and you can take advantage of the fact that the war is affected by the war, you can transport items here to earn the difference!
Walking leisurely through the realms, hungry to supplement the donkey with some dry food, as for Wu Tian after reaching the king level, it was okay if he didn't eat for a month or two! Relying on the aura in the air was enough to put him into a long retreat.
"Stop! Leave to buy road money! ”
A rough voice directly woke up Wu Tian, who was lying on the back of a donkey, and then Wu Tian was stunned, "Nano? Robbed on my head! ”
Thinking about how many grass thieves he robbed in the Datang World back then, he didn't expect that someone would grab his head today, Wu Tian slowly opened his eyes, turned over and looked straight at the person he saw!
A stout black man appeared directly in front of him, Wu Tian could feel the condensed momentum coming from his body, and said softly, "It's still a practitioner, but this eyesight is a little poor!" ”
"What do you see, Lao Tzu looks down on a rich boy like you the most in his life, call out the money on your body!"
Wu Tian smiled secretly in his heart, he didn't expect that the tiger would not be powerful, and there were really people who regarded themselves as sick cats, and when they stepped out, the momentum on their bodies was like an abyss!
"You...... Who are you! ”
The strong man was under great pressure, his calves bent slightly, and he said with difficulty.
"I've always robbed others, but I didn't expect someone to rob me today!"
Wu Tian stepped out, the momentum on his body increased a little, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.
"Boom"
In the end, he couldn't bear the pressure, and the strong man knelt directly on his knees!
"What's your name, and why did you fall into the grass?" Wu Tian didn't kill him, just because he didn't hear the killing intent from his previous words, not to mention that it seemed that this thief still maintained his own principles.
"I... Call.. Surname....... Strong! The strong man gritted his teeth and said as best he could.
Wu Tian seemed to realize that he had done something stupid, and his momentum was dissipated, and the smile on his face was even greater, "Now you can say it well!" ”
It's just that this smile is like a devil in Song Zhuang's eyes, he was just a Qingzhou person, and he came to Yanzhou to do some manual work, but with the beginning of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, all this life was ruined!
He has been cultivating family heirlooms since he was a child, and he heard his mother say that this is an ancestral heirloom, but then no one cultivated, and he didn't think about it, but he let him succeed in cultivating!
When he was an adult, his parents were beaten to death for asking the landlord for wages, he was furious, buried his parents that night, directly killed the landlord's family, and fled overnight!
Then he came to a strange place, and heard others say that this was already in Yanzhou, so he settled here incognito!
Song Zhuang didn't listen to General Tiangong's speech, and he didn't have too many ideas, so he earned a little money every day to get enough food, and occasionally he could go to the Qinglou a few times!
It's just that the sky is unsatisfactory, the arrival of the Yellow Turban Army caused a large number of people to flee, and Song Zhuang was also unemployed, so he became one of the bandits, but he also had a principle to only attack some rich sons!
Listening to Song Zhuang slowly tell about his experience, Wu Tian's heart did not fluctuate at all, not that he had no feelings, but that he had seen too much!
Every war will lose a lot of lives and destroy many families, and if you don't have the strength, you are destined to decide nothing, and you can only drown in it with the general trend!
"Let's go!"
Wu Tian rode his little donkey and continued to hurry, seemingly without the slightest idea of what Song Zhuang had!
Song Zhuang was stunned, he didn't expect the strong man in front of him to let him go so easily, and he felt lost for a while, and then he had mixed feelings.
A trace of confusion flashed in Song Zhuang's eyes, and he said a little helplessly in his heart: Could it be that he has lived his life like this? Looking at Wu Tian's figure as he walked farther and farther, he seemed to have made a decision.
Without too many words, Song Zhuang silently packed up his things, silently followed Wu Tian's back, and followed behind him in a daze, deciding to follow in his footsteps!
Wu Tian also noticed the figure behind him, but he also said too much, only occasionally waiting for the donkey to be hungry, and also threw a big round cake at Song Zhuang!