"Big brother, why are you so groveling to that little white face," Wang Hu's face was full of indignation, his eldest brother was obviously three thousand, and there were more people than the little white face.

He just needs to lead someone to kill and ensure that the little white face surrenders obediently, but the eldest brother doesn't let him, which really makes him puzzled and angry.

"That person has the talent to lead the troops, but he is handsome," Wang Er had already expected Wang Hu's reaction, this person was only suitable for leading the troops to rush and kill on the battlefield, this kind of thing made him understand that it was too difficult to take him.

Wang Hu didn't know what it meant to be handsome, he only knew that this person didn't give face to the eldest brother, but when he saw the eldest brother explain to him, he also understood that the eldest brother didn't care about this matter and didn't let him say more.

Wang Er's team did not go too far, they found an open place two miles southwest of Zhangjia Village and stationed it, he was ready to go to the stove king many times to persuade him, at least three times to look at the thatched house.

"I'll go once tomorrow, and you two will go with me, without any soldiers."

Wang Er sat in the only big tent in the team, looked at Wang Hu and Wang You in the tent and said.

Wang Hu was puzzled, but still nodded, Wang You thoughtfully, thought of the allusion of the three visits to the thatched house in the past, Liu Guanzhang, his eyes swept over the tent, thinking about himself, the protagonist of the story of the "three visits to the thatched house" this time, which is not as good as the original text, he is still a little self-aware.

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Day after day.

Wang Erthree rushed to Zhangjia Village.

On the way, he met a group of armed peasants, Wang Er looked at the weapons in the hands of these peasants, most of them were stained with blood, and they had obviously fought with others.

"I think it's the villagers who revolted nearby," Wang Youyou said, how similar they were to these people in the past, and now they recognized it at a glance.

"The rebellious peasants, why did they come here and join the Stove King?"

Wang Er looked at the peasants and muttered.

"Hey, why don't you say that you are defecting to the eldest brother, let's bypass the extension, and I think that the nearby villagers have already got the news and are following us."

Wang Hu's voice was rough, so that the peasants on the opposite side listened.

Those peasants came to Wang Er's side, and when they walked over, they asked respectfully, "Dare to ask Your Excellency, but you are the king of the stove?" ”

When Wang Hu heard this, his face darkened, he originally thought that his voice had let these people know where they came from, who knew if the first thing these people came to ask was whether it was the king of the stove.

Wang Er was not surprised, many of his subordinates took the initiative to vote, not only the victims everywhere, but also many defeated Ming soldiers, and most of the peasants would choose some people who had already revolted to take refuge after choosing to revolt.

Trees attract wind, but they also absorb more sunlight, more nutrients, and grow stronger.

"Blind your dog's eyes, it is King Shun who is in front of you."

Wang Hu didn't have Wang Er's advice in advance, so this time he couldn't bear his temper and yelled at the farmer in front of him.

The peasant was stunned for a moment, and looked at the people around him, who is King Shun? They haven't heard of it.

Now three people dare to be kings?

"Wang Hu shut up," Wang Er scolded, and then said to the group of peasants with a smile, "I'm also going to find the Stove King, so it's better to go together." ”

Wang Er knew that his name might not have spread here, and his name would be thunderous if he extended south and then went south to thirty miles outside Baishui Town.

The peasant smiled at this time, this feeling is good, "Then let's go together, I heard that it is right in front of here." ”

The three villages have all been under the rule of the Stove King, and the news is spreading very quickly, so the surrounding landlords or the people who simply can't survive are leaning towards this side.

The sentinels had already spotted the approaching peasants, but they were used to it, and there were a few people coming here yesterday alone, and today there were only a little more of them.

Outside the landlord's compound of the Zhang family, it happened to be in the direction where this group of people came.

Catching up with the morning meal, the heavenly soldiers were all eating, squatting and holding white porridge one by one, with a plate of mustard at their feet, or directly pouring the mustard into the white porridge, and a bowl of flavorful white porridge appeared.

The militiamen's breakfast was wheat mush, and a hundred militiamen were pulled out to look at the approaching people.

They could smell the porridge from afar.

"Big brother, it's so fragrant."

Wang Hu's nose twitched, this tasted like rice porridge, they had found some white rice in the county magistrate's house in Chengxian County, and they were excited to boil a big pot of porridge to drink, but it was not as fragrant as it was now.

Wang Er also smelled the smell, "The Stove King is so rich? ”

They fought from south to north, the landlord Laocai County Lingguan Mansion, the granary was full of corn barley, rice was rare, and now they could smell such a fragrant smell of rice porridge.

Could it be that the New Year is in advance.

"Really! It's true, Edi Niang, it's really the king of the stove, "Unlike Wang Er's and three people's performance, the eyes of the people who came to vote were shining, and they trembled one by one, as if they had seen some great joy."

Can you not be excited, those rumors turned out to be true, there is white rice porridge between the wave of the stove king, there is rice porridge to drink when you are a heavenly soldier, and those who are squatting are the people who are heavenly soldiers, it is really enviable.

"Brother, what are you saying is true?"

Wang Er was very puzzled why these people were so excited, and the people who came to him in the past did not see this picture.

"The Stove King is real! This is the real Stove King! ”

The man replied excitedly, "I won't tell you, I'm going to be a militiaman." ”

As he spoke, the peasants in front of him hurriedly walked towards the people of the Stove King who came to greet them.

Wang Er was stunned, didn't what this person said the same as what he said in vain, the real stove king, could it still be fake?

The two of them sat behind a desk, Zhao Shicheng was holding a booklet, and Ren Zhuo was beckoning people to line up and register here.

"Wang Wu, the militia, the grain six buckets, and the family? If there is a piece to register tomorrow, the child will have three buckets of food, and the elderly will have four buckets. ”

The people who came to vote greeted and lined up in a long line, and listened to Ren Zhuo's words with a happy face.

"No, I'm the only one, I'm fleeing."

"Single household, one acre of land, go over there to get food, and then wait to stand up."

Ren Zhuo shouted, and Zhao Shicheng registered.

Wang Er looked at this scene in amazement, the chaotic team that was originally with him actually formed a straight line after coming to the table, just because the man shouted.

His team also distributes food, why is it not so neat, as for the land, there is no need, now the land pimples can't grow, and some can't eat.

"Is it because I don't have a land?"

Wang Er fell into deep thought.