"What a great place......

In the city of Songzhou, the old Qian Yu was walking on the street on crutches, and the surrounding wilderness not only did not make this polite old man feel uncomfortable, but made him feel like a fish in water.

Qian Yu, who was originally the father of Qian Jin, the commander of the Yizhou army, was the staff of Jia Wen, the former prime minister of Nanchen, and Jia Wen, the prime minister who was a descendant of the Yu people, the old Qian Yu has also been practicing the way of the sages who dominated the world in the past - of course, unlike the way of the sages who led people to goodness taught in Taixue outside, the way of the sages they learned represented strength in itself, and it was even enough to kill people.

But it's a pity that even with this kind of strange technology that points directly to the hearts of the people, Qian Yu has not been able to avenge his son after all, he has found his son-killing enemy Du Chengfeng several times, but he has never been able to kill the monster with strong strength.

It turned out that the monster was not something he could deal with, not only him, but also his proprietor, the prime minister Javin, who was far superior to him, was killed by this monster on the Jinluan Palace.

The combination of new and old hatred made Qian Yu more and more resentful, and he launched assassinations again and again, but all that was left to him was defeat again and again.

"Someday, someday......"

With the failure of assassination again and again, the hatred buried in Qian Yu's heart became deeper and deeper.

In fact, Qian Yu occasionally wondered if his son was killed by Du Chengfeng, after all, in the face of such a terrifying master, even if his son was the commander of Yizhou, this identity was a bit unsightly after all-but when he thought of the informant brought back by the crazy monk Jing'an in the prime minister's mansion in the past, he still firmed up his thoughts.

There is no other reason, the crazy monk Jing'an is a fool with no brains, a fool who does things but has brains, how can he deceive people in this kind of thing?

"So you have to master the power, you have to have enough power to kill that monster."

The money that is already dying of old age is extremely clearly aware of this fact.

But this time, it was not only Du Chengfeng who he wanted to take revenge, but also his enemy at the moment, as well as the Da Chen who was chasing and killing the remnants of Jia Wen like him - obviously everything they did was right, this dying Nan Chen should have ushered in an innovation, but these Nan Chen relics still chose to hunt them down, and they could even be called endless.

Well, it's no wonder he's going to be there.

"Since you don't let us live, then don't think about it."

The old Qian Yu clenched the crutches in his hand.

And this is also the reason why he came to Songzhou.

Although Songzhou is located in a remote area, but from the perspective of the north-south trend, it is still relatively in the hinterland of Nanchen, which is somewhat dark for those Nanchen chasing soldiers, not to mention that Songzhou itself also has its own chaos, and it is even more difficult to find people in this kind of place.

But the real reason for the surplus money is not just the convenience of escaping from the pursuit here.

It's because Songzhou is still a ghost.

Since ancient times, there has been a custom of worshipping ghosts and gods in Songzhou - of course, this is a relatively nice statement, if it is a little more ugly, it is superstition. Although as part of Da Chen, the Tao of sages was also spread here in Songzhou, but these Songzhou locals didn't care about the things written in these books to guide people to goodness.

Compared with those cumbersome words, the people of Songzhou believe more in what they can see with their own eyes, such as those shocking festivals, such as those mysterious sectarian rituals...... Even now, Songzhou has a tradition of throwing people into the river to worship the river god and pray for good weather.

They would rather throw people into the river than listen to the words of the scholars to build water conservancy.

Qian Yu, who used to work in the Prime Minister's Mansion, had nothing to do in the face of this kind of thing, and when he was still a staff member of the Prime Minister's Mansion at the time, he could only choose to appease, and in a way that some locals could accept, it was also useful to euphemistically make them willing to believe that the scholars were also useful - even if these stupid Songzhou people still thanked the dragon lord in the river in the end, not the scholars who racked their brains to draw hydrographic drawings, but at least the work could be handed over, and it would be forgotten.

But for the current money...... These former pains at work have now become his help.

Indeed, the people of Songzhou can be called stupid in terms of superstition, so stupid that he couldn't accept it as an official of Nanchen in the past, but now he is no longer an official of Nanchen, and even stands on the opposite side of Nanchen - then this bad thing in the past has naturally become a good thing, and it can even be said to be a good thing.

It is precisely because it is superstitious enough that it is convenient to deceive, and it is precisely because it rejects outsiders that it is more convenient to gather strength...... Perhaps he once wanted these Songzhou people to build water conservancy and build the countryside, and these Songzhou people would think that these outsiders were liars and outsiders who wanted to be beaten out.

But now, if he, who speaks fluent Songzhou dialect, takes these Songzhou locals to rob those out-of-state people in the name of ghosts and gods, who will not follow him?

"That's right! That's it! It's all for Lao Tzu! ”

More than ten days later, Qian Yu, who was already dressed in a strong suit, waved the crutches in his hand while directing his robbers to break up the last resistance of the caravan in front of him.

Yes, it only took less than half a month, and the old Qian Yu had already become the second leader of the largest local bandit gang in Songzhou, maybe this is impossible for others, but for Qian Yu, who was originally a staff member, it was simpler than drinking soup.

And this is just the beginning for Qian Yu, in the next words, he will continue to train the troops within two months, and at the same time rely on these robbers under his command to dominate the entire Songzhou - especially in the case of the lack of local commanders, whoever masters the local force is the uncrowned king of this Songzhou.

"Since you all want the old man to die, then the old man will live for you to see."

At this moment, Qian Yu was unprecedentedly high-spirited.

Who said that when you are old, you can't dominate the world! He could! Relying on that control of people's hearts, he will definitely be able to achieve this rare feat!

"Kill!"

Qian Yu, wielding a cane, was so heroic at the moment, he seemed to see himself commanding thousands of troops.

Until another convoy appeared on the road in the distance.

"Anyone else? Robbed them! ”

The high-spirited Qian Yu waved his crutches.

"Huh? Want to rob us? ”

The five-zhang long fire blade pierced the sky.

The second shift was delivered, and everyone rested early.

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Regarding the problem of lack of energy, I am going to go to the Chinese Medical Center to have a look in the next few days, as long as I drink the medicine for a few months, everything will be fine.

(End of chapter)