Ye Chuiyang is a rude man, who has been in the bandits' den for many years, and he has long been aware of the warmth and coldness in his chest, and he is in his arms. Although he is now the owner of the village and enjoys great authority, he has rarely participated in the robbery of houses over the years, but the cunning and indifference in his bones is still a man's forte.

The little gourd lowered his head, still a little unrelieved, just looking at the unfamiliar big boss in front of him and didn't know how to start. The man wondered to himself, and secretly thought to himself about when the famous boss Ye Chuiyang became so good-tempered. Not only did he shush himself and ask for warmth, but the smile on his black face was also warm and calm. Even if you don't reach the warmth like a spring breeze, you are about to approach another mountain and river scenery.

"This, big boss, ......" The little gourd was frightened, his lips trembled, and the remaining words were still stiffly held back by the man when they reached his throat. He wiped his forehead, which had been slightly wrinkled, for fear that he would be severely beaten by the big boss if he was not careful. As for beatings, for the lowly born little gourd, it has long been commonplace and accustomed to it.

And in such a fog, the confusion and panic that he didn't know what was going on, for the little gourd, made him even more scared and didn't dare to speak.

Ye Chuiyang listened to the words of the little gourd cloud, and he didn't know what the problem was for a while. I was just thinking about the broken old plaque, how could I have expected such an ending.

The man was both soft and hard, reached out again and grabbed the thin shoulder of the little gourd, and said earnestly: "Little gourd, how is the big boss treating you?"

The little gourd didn't know why, but he couldn't stop nodding.

"The general article of the big master. Ye Chuiyang lifted the little gourd and quietly bent down, word by word, and asked seriously.

The little gourd felt even more foggy, but he couldn't stop nodding. Because in the slightly broken image of the man, it seems that it is only right to nod and bow. No matter who it is, it's true, even the big boss Ye Chuiyang who never looked at him in front of him.

"Then why the hell doesn't she want to look back at me? even a glance!" Ye Chuiyang frowned, and a little mist suddenly appeared on his dark and bright eyes.

Ye Chuiyang's expression changed in an instant, and the smile on his face turned into a little bit of sadness, and this extraordinary change in the eyes of Xiao Hulu made people even more dumbfounded.

"Which one is this?" The little gourd opened its mouth wide, but it couldn't be closed for a long time.

The man who had been climbing the mountain hard had finally climbed over a mountain more than a foot high, and at this time he stopped under an open-air ginseng pine and wiped his forehead without the slightest bead of sweat.

"Alas, the leaves of this mountain are dim and yellow, and the grass and trees are shady, and they are still the same. It's just that I don't know if Bai Mou's head stored here is safe!" The man nodded and smiled, pulled the half-lame donkey, and touched a human head hanging on the donkey's back.

Ye Chuiyang shouted for a long time, but it was half the work, and the foreshadowing done in front was ignored by the man, and the little gourd was still the second monk who was puzzled and didn't understand the reason.

Seeing that the words were still ineffective, the man had no choice but to grab the collar of the little gourd, pull him to the side of the plaque that was divided into two halves, and go straight to the point: "Little gourd, you can recognize the inscription on the plaque"

The little gourd suddenly came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and stroked the big gold characters embroidered on the plaque, squinted and looked at it, carefully identifying and considering.

Qingxia Mountain accommodates two bandits in one mountain, so it is naturally divided into two mountains. In addition to Ye Chuiyang, who occupies the east side of the mountain, there is also half of the gangster Jia and Luocao who are surrounded by another bandit here. In just a few years, a force has also been pulled, although it is not said that it can resist the official army head-on, but it is also a trend of resistance with Ye Chuiyang, and the two groups of grass are also between them.

In a deep valley, Jia He wore a black robe and walked among the mountains and streams. Or the mountain breeze is cool, but the man in a thin coat subconsciously gathered the black robe he was wearing, and smiled at the woman in yellow who came in the distance.

The woman's long hair is draped, and she is wearing a light yellow long coat obliquely, although the clothes are simple, but there are also seven points of charm, light and pleasant, beautiful and delicious.

"Husband, it's cold in autumn! It's better to go home quickly. lest the autumn water be cold and hurt the body. The woman smiled playfully, took two quick steps, and before Jia He could speak, the woman's slender fingers were already on the man's shoulder.

It is said that women are as gentle as water, such a bewitching woman stretched out her slender finger and pointed at the corners of the man's eyes and eyebrows, not to mention how strong and indescribable Jia He's heart, who is used to being the emperor of the soil.

Jia He couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and reached out to take the woman's silky arms.

"Husband, you have something on your mind. The beautiful woman with a charming aura lowered her eyelids, and placed her fingers from top to bottom next to the corners of the man's mouth.

Although Jia He pretended to be calm and tilted his head to look at the mountain peaks from afar, his mind had undoubtedly drifted to the woman's side. He held the woman's silky arms around her neck with his backhand, and whispered, "Those who are barefoot are not afraid to wear shoes." Madame, you don't know that what you're doing now is playing with fire. ”

The woman covered her sleeves and smiled, swaggering, close to the man's ear, exhaling like an orchid.

"Husband, I heard that there is a big movement over there in Yejiazhai. Isn't Mo Fei Fu Jun afraid?" the woman's red lips opened lightly, and the musk pierced her nose.

Jia He is an ordinary man, and people in the world naturally have seven emotions and six desires. Not to mention that he has been the king of the mountain all these years, although he is a commoner, he can live the same life as the emperor who is far away in Shouchun. It's all a day when clothes come to open hands and food comes to open mouths. Even if it is not as luxurious as the rich in the capital, the aura card has been better than a lot.

The man grabbed the woman's slender waist, put the very beautiful face beside him, and after looking carefully for a while, Jia Hecai sighed leisurely: "It is said that beautiful women are easy to grow old, and they are wrapped in loess." Now that Mrs. is more and more delicate, it's a pity that my husband and I have been tired and tired all these years. This foundation has been laid with hard work. ”

The woman frowned, and for a while she couldn't tell the good from the bad in the man's words.

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In the Ya of Qi'an County, Fei Jun changed into the light green official robe, sat on the top of the hall, and looked at the many officials below.

The officials of Da Chu clearly stipulated that the seven-rank officials wore light green official robes and were not decorated with gold and jade stripes. At this time, although Fei Jun, who was dressed in a light green official robe, was slightly shabby, his bearing and heroism were no less than those feudal officials with geese embroidered on their clothes.

The man was sitting in a precarious position, his thick eyebrows were tightly knotted, and after looking at everyone below one by one, the man with his own majestic bearing said indifferently: "You also know that Luoxia Mountain has been suffering for many years, and it has been paid to no avail. The reason for this does not need to be repeated by Lord Ben, but this time the suppression of bandits, the chief of the government and the state and county assassins participated in the planning, if the effect is the same as usual, I am afraid that Lord Ben will not say much, you have been rooted here for many years, and you should also understand the meaning. ”

Fei Jun's face changed suddenly, he stretched out one hand to pick up the shocking black wood placed in the corner of the table, and slammed it against the long case made of sandalwood black wood.

"Master Zhang, show the strategy prepared by the staff of the government office to the public......" The man's lips opened lightly, and the strategy in his chest was clearly revealed to the public.

It's just that at the end, as Bing Feng pointed out, the path of the army up the mountain, and the logistical baggage have been taken care of one by one, but the leader of the army is still in the clouds and has never shown his origin.

Even Zhang Duwei, who was relied on by Fei Jun as a confidant in the past, Zhang Zhiji never stepped forward to take the war book next to the man's case.

Fei Jun was calm and relaxed, and he didn't give his order for a long time. After waiting for the sun to rise, a tall figure in black went to the hall with a sword, Fei Jun stood up with a smile and handed the paper that was coveted by everyone to the man's hand.

Liu Jingang's eyes were hot, but his face still didn't show too much, he just held the light ink and fixed himself on his side, just waiting for the figure in the light green official robe to give the order to suppress the bandits.

Master Zhang stood beside Fei Jun, holding a slender sword in his hand, looking up sideways from time to time, and the focus was naturally Liu Jingang, who had already won Fei Jun's favor since he was a fledgling.

Master Zhang's eyes were still indignant, but because Fei Jun had succeeded in suppressing bandits several times, the short and fat man was naturally much more restrained at this time. No matter how unwilling he was, he could only lower his head at this time, waiting for the man who couldn't figure out what was going on to fight for fame.

The old man is already in his sixties, and he has reached the age of retirement, but due to the situation in the Chu State, the hinterland of the Central Plains is ten rooms and nine empty, not to mention that the major military towns in the ravines at the north and south ends are even more unprepared, so that there are vacancies in the state capitals and counties from time to time. Not to mention Fei Jun's Qi'an County, which is directly plugged into the border plug, even in the hinterland of Longhai County, Meiping, Fufeng, and Dingyuan, there are often vacancies for long-term officials.

Gong Yong is highly respected, and the old man is in the first-class Gong family in Qi'an County, although he only serves as the master in this Qi'an County, his reputation is faintly overwhelmed by Fei Jun, a scholar who entered the south from the north.

Seeing Gong Yong stepping into the court, he was naturally like a savior with his intertwined officials. If it weren't for Fei Jun's affection as a magistrate, I'm afraid that many disciples and protégés from Gong Yong's disciples would have stepped forward to support him to show respect.

The old man paused one step at a time, hesitated, walked straight to the bottom of the hall, squinted and saw Fei Jun, and then the old man said solemnly: "This place is not the position where the old man stands, I don't know when the adults occupied this ground." Could it be that the old decay is about to die, and the adults think that they can replace it now. ”

Gong Jipi didn't smile, and looked at the handsome man sitting in the high hall and spoke slowly.

Fei Jun was still watching from the wall, but he casually glanced at Zhang Zheji.