Chu Zhenhai heard that the young man in the village wanted to seek revenge on Hujiazhuang, and he was so angry that his beard turned up.

He just decided to pull the flag to rebel and restore the glory of Da Chu, these little rabbit cubs are about to mess up?

Chu Zhenhai knew that the rebellion could be done without touching his mouth, and he had to make all preparations, plan everything, raise money, silver, grain and grass, train soldiers, build armor, secretly accumulate strength, and so on.

In Chu Zhenhai's heart, even if it takes twenty or thirty years to prepare, it is acceptable, and he may not even be able to see it in Chu Zhenhai's lifetime.

After all, once it fails, the Xiang family's bloodline will have to disappear completely, and there will be no hope of recovery.

If Chujiacun and Hujiazhuang start a war, at such a juncture, they will definitely attract the attention of the government, how can the Chu family secretly plot everything?

"Come with me!"

Chu Zhenhai said in a deep voice.

In Chujia Village, Chu Zhenhai's prestige is extremely high. The old patriarch was old and weak, and he was ready to pass on the patriarch's position to Chu Zhenhai.

Chu He's heart moved, and he suddenly said, "Grandpa, I'll go back to the house first and bring the steel sword." ”

A cold light flashed in Chu Zhenhai's eyes, and he had already guessed Chu He's plan, at this time, it was the time to gather people's hearts, so he said: "You take the steel sword, go directly to the ancestral hall." ”

Chu He responded and left.

When Chu He ran home, he took the steel sword, and without delay, he quickly ran towards the ancestral hall.

When they arrived outside the ancestral hall, they were densely packed with people, and the surname Chu in Chujia Village, four or five hundred men over the age of six had all arrived at the ancestral hall.

The young and strong people were surging and shouting and scolding, all of them wanted to find the people of Hujiazhuang desperately, obviously knowing that Hujiazhuang's Ding Servant had arrived at the head of Qinghe Village.

Only the older men remained silent, but their faces were solemn.

Occasionally, a few people know that this is inappropriate, but their prestige is insufficient, and even the patriarch can't suppress it, so what's the use of them talking.

Chu He heard Chu Zhenhai shouting loudly from a distance: "What are you messing around! Fighting hard with Hujiazhuang can solve the problem?"

"We were going to draw as many as 100 dings, and we started a war with Hujiazhuang, and the young and strong were injured, where can we still deal with the Ding service? Once the government sends people down, can you still rebel?"

For the villagers, the deterrent power of the government is still very great, and as soon as Chu Zhenhai's words came out, Qingzhuang's voice became smaller.

"Chu Heizi, your family is just your two brothers and the blind Chu Su's father, you go to Hujiazhuang, in case you lose your life, who can serve in Ding?

The more Chu Zhenhai spoke, the more angry he became: "And you, Chu Yuan! There are fewer males in your family, and your wife and children, do you still want to take care of them?"

The old patriarch Chu Wang is the most prestigious in Chujia Village.

The problem is that he can't speak clearly now, his hands and feet are shaking, he has to be supported when he stands on the ground, one foot has stepped into the coffin, and the other foot has also entered most of the soles of his feet, where he can still suppress the young man in the village who is full of anger.

What kind of game have people in these mountain villages played since childhood, Chu He has seen it with his own eyes.

It is really difficult for these guys who have been fond of martial arts since childhood to calmly listen to the words of the old patriarch who can't say a word for half a day.

Chu Zhenhai, the future patriarch, is more deterrent than the old patriarch, after all, it may not be many days before Chu Zhenhai is in charge of Chujia Village.

Moreover, Chu Zhenhai's words are also directed at the hearts of the people, and many of the young people who have slowly calmed down are no longer shouting and fighting with Hujiazhuang.

However, no matter how high Chu Zhenhai's prestige is, it is impossible to convince the young people in the village in three or two sentences.

Chu Yuan said unconvinced: "Uncle Zhenhai, even if we don't fight hard with Hujiazhuang, but the government comes down to smoke, we are not the same as the end!"

"My family is just my labor, even if I serve as a soldier and don't have to fight with bandits, but who will feed my elderly father, my wife who has just given birth, and two young children?"

Speaking of the back, his eyes were red, and a big man said with a crying voice: "Uncle Zhenhai, your family of five is male, but my family is just me and my father!"

"Dad told me that he would serve in the Ding service, I didn't agree, so my dad secretly hanged himself by hanging himself, wanting to reduce one male and let me avoid the Ding service, if I hadn't found out early, my dad wouldn't have it!"

Chu Yuan's words immediately resonated with everyone, and the feelings that had calmed down were about to surge again.

At this time, of course, it was Chu He's turn to play.

This is the best time to show off and increase your prestige.

"Uncles and brothers, Chu He can guarantee that there will be no danger in serving Ding this time!"

"The old and young women and children in the family, if they are in difficulty, even if they come to me Chu He, I guarantee that they will not go hungry!"

As soon as Chu He's words came out, countless eyes suddenly focused on him.

Chu He parted the crowd, walked into the ancestral hall with a calm expression, and said as he walked: "When you encounter difficulties, you need to find a way to solve them, instead of acting impulsively, which will not do any good to solve the problem." ”

Chu Heizi glared at Chu He, if it weren't for the ancestral hall, he would definitely scold him for what the yellow-haired boy knows.

However, in the ancestral hall, he didn't dare to talk nonsense, so he had to ask angrily: "Chu He, what do you know about Ding Gong, how can you guarantee that Ding Gong is not in danger, and how can you guarantee that our family will not go hungry?"

By this time, Chu He had actually been difficult to ride a tiger, and if he said that he couldn't rebel, I was afraid that Chu Zhenhai would be the first to break his legs.

Of course, whether to rebel or not, that is a matter for the future, anyway, it was his plan to secretly accumulate strength.

When you are old and have authority, it is not too late to think about it.

He walked to Chu Zhenhai's side, and faced everyone's eyes calmly: "Although Chu He is young, he doesn't dare to talk nonsense in the ancestral ancestral hall!"

"I don't know if you uncles and brothers, do you know the situation in our Datong County. ”

Chu He gestured with his hand: "Our Datong County is surrounded by mountains and seas on three sides, there is only one way out, and the bandits have no way to retreat when they enter our Datong County, so they will not attack our Datong County, and there will be no danger in serving Ding Service." ”

"The second question, you can look here!"

Chu He suddenly tore open the black cloth and raised the steel sword in his hand high: "This is a steel sword!

"Chu River has been taught the method of casting steel, which can make steel swords. The money obtained from selling steel swords, Chu He is willing to help the old and weak women and children in Qinghe to ensure that they have no worries about food and clothing!"

As he spoke, Chu He's wrist shook, and the steel sword stabbed into the blue brick ground with a sonorous sound from top to bottom, but the hilt of the steel sword did not move.

Although the bricks are not very hard and can be broken by many children with one punch, it is different when they are smashed with something.

After all, if you don't cultivate martial arts, you can't generate internal strength, and you can't bless internal strength in your weapons, making them sharper and harder.

Why did the hunting team in Qinghe Village, such as Wu Shizhu, use iron jujube wood as thick as a pillar as a stick?

For villagers who have no internal strength and no strength, thick growth is the last word, and only by growing up can the lethality of weapons be guaranteed.