On the night of early spring, suddenly came to this small city in the north of Zhili, there were only a few pedestrians in a hurry left in the streets and alleys, most of the Gaoyang people had already eaten dinner, packed up the dishes and chopsticks, the women sprinkled and swept the bed, shouting to their children to go to bed quickly, and quietly urged their men to wash their feet quickly, otherwise they were not allowed to go to bed.

Li Chixin felt that he was in chaos, and he didn't even notice when the young son of the Sun family took away that weird and elvet little girl.

A person's depression is not as good as a father and son, but how to talk to his son about his mother's death is an extremely cruel thing.

While talking to his son without a match, he nervously pondered how to speak, "Son, what's wrong with Dad?"

Li Chixin felt at this time that it was better to talk about it later, and later, so that children who had never had a happy time could understand how heavy death was, and perhaps the most merciful.

"It's not easy for everyone in this world, since there is only one way to accept, you can choose to escape temporarily, or it is better to escape temporarily, covering your ears and stealing the bell is actually the most helpless choice for smart people", he thought, patting his aching head.

"Li Guo, what is the 'wave' in your mind for, didn't you treat yourself with an arrow wound?" The perfunctory little boy also has self-esteem, Li Laiheng's jumping thinking, suddenly remembered his father's bad past, "Why don't you use 'waves' to heal Sister Chi Ling, Sister Chi Ling always leaves the most broth and the best tent for the two of us, even if Sister Chi Ling has to sleep on the treetops like a bird every night......

Li Laiheng's casual questioning made the depressed Li Chixin stunned, "Yes! I didn't expect that the 'Wave' system would heal my wounds!"

"Smack!" is another crisp slap, there are people in this world who can punish three glasses of wine, but in order to punish their own mistakes, it is really rare to beat themselves a few times in a row.

The loud slap shocked Li Laiheng's teeth, "My father is too cruel to himself!"

If it weren't for what he saw with his own eyes today, Li Laiheng would always suspect that Li Guo, who could often ignore Sister Zhiling's obstruction and severely punish himself, would definitely not be his own father! Now he slapped Li Laiheng to understand how strict his father is with himself and lenient with others.

Li Chixin combined his blood and swallowed a wisdom tooth that had just erupted into his stomach. He fiercely ordered the 'wave': "Save Sister Zhiling, at all costs, even if you destroy ......"

After Li Chixin's order was issued, the 'wave' suddenly appeared in a mess of garbled characters, and then on the four-K display, a string of Song-style title characters of the first number appeared: "This system is only limited to the Ming Dynasty's first-class wanted criminal-drama Kou-'Li Chixin', and the first heir in line among his direct blood relatives (Li Laiheng);

Li Chixin stared at the title character of the first issue with a surprised expression, he couldn't believe that he had always regarded himself as God's 'wave', and his service attitude could be so bad, "This little temper can't be used to it!"

"I want to complain!" Li Chixinhu roared.

"This 'wave' is so thick that I don't know the height of the sky", he was so angry that the anger that exploded in an instant made Li Laiheng in his arms quickly take off the last belly pocket.

"Will Li Guo explode?" Seeing his father's belly bulge suddenly, it was a few points bigger than the toad belly he saw in the summer lotus pond.

"Although you are the boss, I also have my own dignity!" Although 'Wave' is called Tide, being a 'Wave' is also dignified.

"Li Chixin, a habitual bandit in the Ming Dynasty! If you force me to 'wave' again, my 'wave' will submit my resignation report now!" The first title characters that flashed out of the wave were repeatedly bold and red, like an eyebrow ready to fly.

Li Chixin obviously didn't expect the 'wave' to be so speechless, and he was simply the terminator of the negotiations.

Three hundred years later, even a small online writer understands that negotiation is nothing more than an art of mutual compromise, and that acting with each other is a bargaining weight, not to mention cherishing the cheeks and caring psychology......

"Can you still negotiate well?" Li Chixin was very disgusted with opponents who did not have the art of negotiation at all, and it was obvious that if the opponent did not compromise, then he had to compromise.

"You can fire me or destroy me, but you can't insult a conscientious and pursuing CPU!" "'Wave' has obviously left his anger, but after Li Chixin's red face and red ears dissipated heat, 'Wave' still resumed normal operation, "Also! Li Laiheng, don't think that if you are a second generation, you can look down on a worker, my full name is 'Wave' not Lang!"

The father and son quieted down all of a sudden, and Li Chixin's sadness and sorrow just now were immediately dispersed by a number of people called 'Tide'.

The eleventh year of Chongzhen, February.

The night breeze is not very cold anymore, but it can distinguish people from each other.

In the Forbidden City of Beijing, Emperor Chongzhen was dealing with the huge and complicated state affairs in a supper-day manner, and the sideburns of young people had begun to be dyed with hoarfrost. At three o'clock in the first day of February, Zhu Youzhen stood up from the dragon chair with his waist pinched, slowly moved his slightly heavy steps, and came to the imperial couch and his clothes to lie down in the Winter Warm Pavilion; Chang Xi, the head of the five permanent guards, gently took care of the sore waist and kidneys for the emperor, and his movements were gentle and in place, obviously because he was instructed and taught by the middle master.

Zhu Youzhen, who was so comfortable that he was pinched, asked Chang Xi as if he was sleepwalking: "Did you get the female snitch?"

Chang Xi replied in a low voice with a bitter face, "...... He was injured by an accomplice of female thieves again...... people, escaped. However, the Imperial Horse Supervisor has already been embellished, and it is reported that it was indeed committed by a group of thieves......"

"Order, Supervisor Hong Chengchou and Shaanxi Governor Sun Chuanting work together to suppress it, don't let the bandits escape!" Chongzhen fell asleep under Chang Xi's service.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse in the starry sky of Funiu Mountain, and in a small village that is not famous in the mountains, the Han family ancestral hall that will be used by Li Zicheng as the old camp is brightly lit.

Outside Funiu Mountain, you can already see the occasional greenery, but the mountain people in it still feel that the spring is cold.