"That's true."

Liu Zhenhua bit this steel bar from the hands of the rogue, Geng Zhangguang is upright, the family is loyal to the martyrs, Liu Zhenhua is sure that he will not embarrass himself.

Seeing that Geng Zhangguang was going to say something, Liu Zhenhua immediately said: "If Geng Gongzi likes this iron rod, then I will give it to you, this iron rod is really strong, and it is a good weapon, and I hope that Geng Gongzi will not dislike it from the hands of the rogue." ”

Liu Zhenhua has already said this, Geng Zhangguang is not easy to ask, and immediately held the steel bar in his hand and said: "Thank you Brother Tai for the gift, if it weren't for Brother Tai in a hurry, Geng Mou would definitely invite Brother Tai to the house to talk." ”

Geng Zhangguang's voice was as loud as a bell, righteous and upright, Liu Zhenhua who watched it sighed with emotion, this person ended up very miserable, and so did his wife and children at home, he returned the salute and said, "Geng Gongzi is polite, if you have the opportunity to come to the door to talk about it, you will go first today." ”

In two years, his father will step down, and he is estimated to be killed in more than three years, hoping that his little butterfly can change the fate of this family by inciting its wings.

"Brother Tai is slow," Geng Zhangguang looked at Liu Zhenhua's sincere face, he carried the steel bar in one hand, and took off the saber at his waist with the other hand, "Brother Tai can take the family to take such a sharp weapon from the hands of the Liukou, it is a hero, and the sword is given to the hero, and this saber that has been with me for many years will be given to Brother Tai." ”

Liu Zhenhua looked at the saber in Geng Zhangguang's hand, the scabbard was simple, and the handle of the knife was engraved with a Geng character, which was not gorgeous, and it was really not worthy of the identity of the governor's son, but it could also be seen that this family was incorruptible, if this person wanted a good knife, I am afraid that someone would line up to send it up, in the late Ming Dynasty when officials were corrupt, such a person was really rare.

"Thank you Gongzi Geng," Liu Zhenhua thanked him, he was not a polite person, motioned for Ren Zhuo to step forward and take the saber, and then arched his hand and said, "Goodbye." ”

After that, Yang Lichao led Liu Zhenhua's horse and turned around, and everyone followed.

As soon as he took a few steps, he heard Geng Zhangguang's voice behind him, "I haven't known the name of Brother Tai yet." ”

"Liu Zhenhua."

"Liu Zhenhua," Geng Zhangguang chewed on the name, "Zhenhua, revitalize China?" It's a good name. ”

"Childe, that treasure sword was given to you by the governor, why should it be given to a person you have just met?"

Li Liang on the side couldn't help but ask, he has been with Geng Zhangguang for many years, and it is not out of place to ask these questions.

Geng Zhangguang looked at the direction of Liu Zhenhua's departure, "This person is quite strange. ”

"He didn't know me before, but after I told my name, this man said my father's name, and his eyes were filled with pity and respect."

"Maybe there is a big background, the other party gave me a sharp weapon, and I gave him a treasure knife."

Respect can also be explained, after all, his father is the governor of Shandong, the parent official of a province, he is the son of the governor, and it is normal for others to respect him, but what does that regret mean.

Geng Zhangguang knows that he can know his father's name, and he shows regret for him, it must be not small, now the eunuchs in the court are in charge, the officials are corrupt, and it is common for gangs to form factions, so he regrets him, it is difficult to be a person in the court, and knows some inside information.

He inherited his father's character and disdained to drill camps, but he met Liu Zhenhua by chance in front of him, and the other party gave him a strong stick.

......

"In the first year of Chongzhen, it seems that the peasant army revolted for about a year, and then attacked Shanxi," Liu Zhenhua stroked the treasure knife in his hand, Geng Zhangguang's father Geng Ruqi, as the governor of Shandong, might have to wave troops to resist when the time comes.

"But with me, there should be fewer victims of the Shaanxi uprising," a year is enough time to do a lot of things, but Shaanxi and other places are vast, and it is impossible for Liu Zhenhua to bring all the victims under his command.

His golden finger is not powerful, and he has to upgrade the maximum number of prestige meals, which makes him quite helpless.

The maximum number of reputation meals at the moment is two hundred, and the next upgrade will require three thousand reputations, which means that it will take fifteen more to get it without spending any reputation.

"I hope that the upper limit of the prestige meal can become three thousand next time, and the prestige meal will become three meals a day," Liu Zhenhua thought in his heart, three thousand prestige meals, that is, three war horses a day, nine heavy armor a day, if the prestige meal is upgraded, you will get more prestige.

Liu Zhenhua smiled at the corner of his mouth when he thought about it, he was going to be reluctant in the early stage, and when his strength was enough, he was giving the court a surprise.

In the early stage of the peasant uprising at the end of the Ming Dynasty, most of them were in Fudai Town, and it was not until the imperial court freed up their hands that the peasant army was defeated.

In the name of the god of the stove, he was originally a lore in the northern generation, not to mention that Liu Zhenhua is not only famous, but also real, not to mention anything else, just watching Liu Zhenhua distribute white porridge with his own eyes, he must be as loyal as a dead soldier.

At the moment, fifty prestige meals were summoned to make these people kneel directly, not to mention that thousands of white porridge and mustard appeared at the same time in the future.

After seeing that scene, these victims must have fallen down directly on the spot and shouted for the Lord of the Stove.

"Geigeigei," Liu Zhenhua couldn't help but chuckle.

Yang Lichao, who was leading the horse, trembled when he heard Liu Zhenhua's laughter, why did the young master's laughter sound a little obscene.

He didn't dare to look at it much, but he was a little distressed, "How should I mention the matter of the divine soldier to the young master." ”

His divine soldier was given to Geng Zhangguang by Liu Zhenhua, although it is said that this young master of the divine soldier may have as many as he wants, but after all, it is a weapon that he has cherished for a long time, just like being sent out of his wife.

At the moment, there is no magic weapon in his hand, and he always feels that something is missing, but he doesn't know how to mention it to the young master.

"It's almost the Yellow River," Liu Zhenhua looked ahead.

Taiyuan is surrounded by mountains on three sides, Luliang Mountain in the west, Liu Zhenhua looks west, although there is undulating terrain, like hills, but it is a dirt mountain, not the slightest green.

Occasionally, you can see a handful of disaster victims climbing over the mountains and mountains, and from a distance they look like piles of small ants.

Isn't it a little ant, no one cares where it dies.

"Yes, the Yellow River is less than two hundred miles," Zhao Shicheng's family came from Shanxi, and when he heard Liu Zhenhua's voice, he stepped forward and stood on the other side and said.

"How will the Yellow River be crossed then," Liu Zhenhua thought in his mind, but he scolded a fool in his heart.

There is a national famine, and there is a great drought in the north, and if there is water in the Yellow River, these victims will not be so miserable.

When the time comes, just walk over, and these victims are probably here in this way.

"It's a good thing I didn't ask, otherwise it would have been a shame."

He muttered in his heart, and looked up to see a large number of 'ants' walking towards him.

On closer inspection, they seem to be coming this way with a purpose.