Chapter 1: Gao Yang's Lost Family

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In the eleventh year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, Gaoyang County was in the north.

In the Yuelai Restaurant in the north of the city, it is full of friends and lively, and the reason is that Gaoyang has just received a report from the imperial court.

Under the command of the governor Hong Chengchou and Sun Chuanting and others, the imperial army completely occupied the initiative on the battlefield, and Li Zicheng, Zhang Xianzhong and other righteous armies, under the encirclement and suppression of the army on all sides, did not even have a chance to breathe, suffered heavy casualties, soldiers and grain could not be replenished, in order to avoid the pursuit of the Ming army, they could only run for their lives and hide in Tibet.

At that time, the huge thirteen families and seventy-two battalions of people from all walks of life, the dead and the dead surrendered, and the eight kings Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai, known as Cao Cao, all died down and accepted the imperial court's recruitment.

And Li Zicheng, the thief leader who inherited Gao Yingxiang's position, also fled into Shangluo Mountain under the encirclement and suppression of the imperial army.

A scholar raised his glass and said: "Brothers, today we will congratulate the saint and the Daming, and the kings will win." Then he drank the wine from his cup.

The rest of the scholars did the same, and they raised their glasses and drank together.

The scholar saw that everyone's wine glasses were empty, but he laughed, and made a circle salute to the diners in the restaurant and said: "I suddenly heard good news today, and the country will be safe in the sea, so today's wine money, Sun Mou has paid for it." ”

"Good...... Good! Sun Gongzi is worthy of being the grandson of Sun Ge Lao, and he is really proud! ”

"Okay, Sun Gongzi is refreshing, I will give Sun Gongzi a cup."

The diners in the restaurant were all overjoyed, and they were like a tide of sycophants to Sun Gongzi.

At this time, a big grinning voice sounded: "Is today's wine money Sun Gongzi all inclusive?" ”

Everyone looked back, but it was Li Xingzhi, the son of Li Laoshi's family in Beicheng, who entered the restaurant with a few ruffians, all of whom showed disdain, but no one dared to say more, the reason was that Li Xingzhi had been practicing martial arts diligently for the past two years, and a few idle men couldn't get close to him at all.

Li Laoshi's family relied on ancestral wine-making technology in Gaoyang, but the family had a little spare money, and the husband and wife also placed twenty acres of land outside the city, but Chongzhen built slaves into Kou Jinggi in the ninth year, perhaps it was the will of heaven, and the husband and wife happened to meet Jiannu's sentinels outside the city, and only one son Li Xingzhi was left.

Although both parents died, there was a lot of surplus money at home, and the fields outside the city could also be rented, as long as Li Xingzhi kept his duty, he could live this life.

But this Li Xingzhi shouted to avenge his parents, and actually worshiped Wang Zhong, the head of the martial arts hall in the city, as a teacher, and soaked in the martial arts hall all day long.

Therefore, Li Xingzhi's reputation soon spread all over Gaoyang City, and even the people outside the city knew that Gaoyang had a loser Li Xingzhi.

Li Xingzhi didn't care what these people thought of him, because he knew that in August this year, the Jiannu of Liaodong would knock on the pass again, and then the people of the city of Gaoyang County would be taken captive by the Jiannu and taken outside the pass, and the grandson of the Sun Pavilion in front of him would also be martyred for the Ming Dynasty in Gaoyang City.

As an orphan, he was also an orphan in his previous life, Li Xingzhi, who grew up in an orphanage, was not cared for by his parents at all, and of course he had no money to marry a daughter-in-law, and his only hobby after work was to read novels, in fact, he could only read novels, and he could only read pirated novels.

Faced with the countless pop-ups of pirated novels, Li Xingzhi had to keep turning off those hateful advertisements with his old mouse, but what he didn't know was that the power cord of his eight-year-old computer had been burned red and still rattling.

"Okay, the cannon is bombarding his mother, so you have to deal with these traitors and lackeys like this." Seeing the excitement, Li Xingzhi slapped the table violently.

"Bang!"

A dull explosion sounded, and the quilt next to the computer desk ignited instantly, and Li Xingzhi, who was stunned by the sudden explosion, didn't have time to react, and drowned in the raging fire.

Yang or Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies, or butterflies dream of Zhuang Zhou, Li Xingzhi traveled to Li Xingzhi, who had just died tragically because of his parents, and through the memory of his predecessor, an unlucky man, Li Xingzhi quickly sorted out the background of this era.

In the ninth year of Chongzhen, there was a great drought in Guanzhong, Henan and other places, the Liukou plundered the Central Plains, the hungry people were everywhere, the people were not happy, there were no roosters for thousands of miles, and there were white bones everywhere, and the Manchurians in Liaodong were also constantly poisoning Gyeonggi, and the Ming Dynasty had really reached the autumn of critical survival.

He clearly knew that in seven years, those crazy pigtailed soldiers would slaughter the Central Plains, so that China would sink into darkness, they used butcher's knives to drive traitors to enslave the people of all ethnic groups in the Central Plains, and in two hundred years they would sign thousands of traitorous treaties with the foreign powers, and the ugly woman even said, "I would rather be a friend than a slave." Such a shameless and shocking quote.

Li Xingzhi, who grew up under the red flag, naturally did not want to keep that disgusting pig's tail and accept the enslavement of the Manchurians.

Surrender Ming as a soldier to resist the Manchurians, hehe, according to the current combat effectiveness of the Ming army, I am afraid that I am not unhappy to die; To vote for Li Zicheng as a rogue, as a newcomer who has just entered the camp, he will definitely become cannon fodder for the army to attack the city, Li Xingzhi does not think that he can become the lucky person who can survive under countless rolling logs and stones.

It is not possible to surrender to Ming and Shun, so you can also sell your property and flee overseas, which is also a way out, but can you get out of this Gyeonggi land by yourself with these rogues and rebels everywhere?

After negating many ideas, Li Xingzhi decided to go it alone, the big deal is to fall into the grass as a coward, occupy the mountain as the king, the Ming army came to rob the Ming army, and the Jiannu came to rob the Jiannu, in short, this Gaoyang City can never stay.

So after burying his cheap father and mother, Li Xingzhi decided to go to the martial arts hall in the south of the city to practice martial arts first, laying the foundation for being a thief in the future.

Wang Zhong was born as a miscellaneous monk in Shaolin Temple, because he did not abide by the temple rules, he harmed the daughter of a village family under the mountain, and the two were found by his daughter's father when he drilled the grove once, Wang Zhong had to secretly take the woman back to his hometown in Gaoyang, and he didn't have any money-making skills, but he opened a martial arts hall in the south of the city.

Although Wang Zhong only learned half of the material, Li Xingzhi learned a lot, and followed Wang Zhong every day to boil his body, practice his fists and feet, and practice the black tiger fist and plum blossom knife well.

Being a thief is not easy to be, you must at least have someone, ordinary people will naturally not follow you up the mountain and fall into the grass, so after Li Xingzhi's martial arts were practiced, he and Wang Zhong, the flower monk, relied on force to collect more than a dozen Gaoyang ruffians, so there was an opening scene.

As Sun Chengzong's grandson, Sun Gongzi naturally would not be afraid of Li Xingzhi and the ruffians he brought, but he had already said his words, how to take them back, but he smiled and said: "My son is true to his word, and your wine money is naturally all-inclusive." ”

"Good! That's it! Li Xingzhi slapped his hand heavily on the desk with a golden knife: "The store will serve all the best wine and food to Lao Tzu." ”

The boss Wang Fugui listened to Li Xingzhi's words, and looked at Sun Gongzi hesitantly.

"Up, give it to him, and record it in the account of this son!" Sun Gongzi stomped heavily angrily and scolded secretly: "Spoiled!" He hurried away with a few soldiers, and the rest of the diners also walked out one by one.

"There is wine today, and there is drunkness today! Come brothers, let's go one. Li Xingzhi didn't care, beckoned the ruffians around him to drink, and borrowed other people's money to envelop his subordinates, Li Xingzhi was naturally very happy.

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