Chapter 76 The podium of mud legs

Yang Xiong's attitude towards Li Yan is basically Yun Zhao's attitude towards Li Hongji.

Peasant uprisings are often tragic and in full swing, and are the most magnificent page in human history.

It is also a great movement for people to break the enslavement and pursue their own rights, and it is also the biggest cry from the lower class people with their own courage to the corrupt rulers!

Therefore, in Yun Zhao's view, there is no problem with the peasant uprising, and the ones in question are those greedy rulers.

Li Hongji is different from Zhang Bingzhong. He does not pursue personal extreme enjoyment, nor does he like beauty. He wears clothes with his soldiers and eats rough food, and can lead the way when fighting. He is a rare ambition among the many leaders of the rebel army, and is also deeply loved by his subordinates.

If Yun Zhao had no other Li Hongji in his head, he would definitely have a good impression of this person.

Just like Liu Zongmin yesterday, as long as he was replaced with a leader, this person would definitely surrender under Yun Zhao's bewitchment. However, Yun Zhao had no interest in this person at all. In essence, this person was a bad person. The loyalty and courage he showed at present was just the result of barely suppressing the desire in his heart.

Such a person will sooner or later be dismembered by Xie Zhiwuma!

People in Guanzhong thought it was natural to eat food when they were soldiers, and no matter what kind of soldiers they were, they ate. Therefore, the Qin army in the official army was hard-working and brave in combat. Similarly, the old Qin people in the bandits also had the same qualities.

Fortunately, the largest thief in Guanzhong is called the wild boar spirit, but the wild boar spirit is still the richest among the thief in the world. In addition, this wild boar spirit is squatting in Guanzhong, so he naturally has the most people in Guanzhong under his command.

Guanlong has been a place where powerful soldiers have been launched since ancient times, and it is also the most tragic group of people in the world. There is never a shortage of the figures of old Qin people among the uprisingers of all dynasties. They are the group of people who dare to wave their swords to injustice.

However, as long as they are properly ruled, they will become the most powerful helper of one dynasty after another. They once created the most powerful dynasty in the history books of the Han people, with power all over the world and energy spreading to all directions.

This is why Yun Zhao knew that Guanlong was not the richest land in the world, but had to firmly control Guanlong.

If you don’t have money to make money, and if you don’t have food to grow, you really have nothing to do.

Without this kind of upright spirit, no matter what you have, you are making wedding clothes for others.

If the people of Guanzhong did not have this injustice in their hearts, Yun Zhao would have taken his tribe overseas to explore his territory. How could he have any thoughts to play a game of dominating the world with a group of cowardly and bitterness?

Today the sky is still covered with red clouds and snowflakes are floating.

Yun Zhao was wrapped in a fur coat, holding a teacup and sitting under the eaves watching the heavy snow.

Yun Yang squatted beside a small mud stove, carefully baking his dried sweet potatoes.

Yang Xiong held a book and read it for a while, then lowered his head and sniffed his clothes, worried that there would be any bad smell left on it.

"Birds fly across thousands of mountains, people die in thousands of paths, and the old man in a straw hat and hat are alone, fishing alone in the snow in the cold river."

Yun Zhao chanted a famous poem for all ages. Yun Yang looked up at Yun Zhao and saw that he seemed not to be talking to him, so he continued to whisper the hot dried sweet potatoes with his hands.

Yang Xiong continued: "No fish will come today."

Yun Zhao snorted, "Some people always like to do things that are unexpected. I have already greeted him in the form of a bandit. He actually wants to play with me in the government. The gift is only three times, and someone will come today."

"Who will come today?"

"A liar."

"fraud?"

"A liar!"

"You mean Song Xiance?"

"Li Hongji always likes to do this. Even though I know that I don't have any interest in seeing his subordinates, even if I come here and get humiliated, I will even get humiliated three times. Who can I show off a bitter face?

This person is used to being poor, and always thinks that he is poor is the law of nature. If he is poor, other rich people are bastards. He is obviously thinking about robbing, but he insists on giving himself a reason to be honest and open.

Judging from what happened this time, this guy really had the idea of ​​killing me, Lantian County.

I'm trying to find an excuse for myself.

Since you want an excuse, okay, grandpa will give it to you."

Yun Yang looked at Yun Zhao in confusion. He didn't understand why Yun Zhao, who was reciting poems just now, suddenly became angry.

Yun Zhao raised his hand, and a guard in blue gave him the crossbow on his back.

The red flag on the top of the mountain shook twice, and Yun Zhao was cold and inserted a bowstring on the crossbow.

I saw a boy leading a donkey and turning from the foot of the mountain. A guy in a Taoist robe sat on the donkey's back.

He held a fishing drum in his hand and walked slowly from the mountain road under the thick snow. There was a copper bell tied under the donkey's neck.

Every time I take a step, the bell rings. After walking, the bell rings all the way.

Zhang Guo is older than his mother Zhang Guo Lao.

It had already reached ten feet away, and this bastard was not as good as the donkey, and he still lowered his head and pretended to be a half-sleeping bastard.

The donkey went straight to the place less than ten feet in front of Yun Zhao's thatched hut, and then woke up like a dream, sat on the donkey and bowed, "Shanren..."

"Mother Shan!"

Yun Zhao raised his hand and pulled the trigger of the crossbow. Three crossbow arrows shot out like lightning. Song Xiance was so desperate that he wanted to roll off the donkey's back. His thighs were as sore as if they were struck by lightning, and then the pain swept over like waves.

The donkey under the butt and shook his head with a loud hiss, then threw the boy holding the reins two feet away. Then he felt his four hooves softened and he lay on the ground. Two crossbow arrows were inserted into the donkey's belly, which was more than a foot of flesh.

Song Xiance fell from the donkey and lost the fishing drum. He hugged his thigh and screamed twice before pointing at Yun Zhao and said, "Why did the commander kill me? Wouldn't you just take the blame on the King of Chuang?"

Yun Zhao shook off the fur cloak, threw away the crossbow in his hand, and lifted his butt. The folded bench under his hip jumped off the steps and came to Song Xiance. Before Song Xiance could beg for mercy, the folded bench in his hand smashed him hard in the face.

After folding the bench, Song Xiance blew peach blossoms and two teeth broke away. The originally tall bridge of his nose was also smashed into a flat shape.

Even so, Yun Zhao still had no intention of stopping. The folding stool hit Song Xiance's head, face and body. For a moment, there were only Song Xiance's screams in the wind and snow, Yun Zhao's scolding, and the muffled sound of the folding stool hitting the body.

Yun Yang held a piece of dried sweet potatoes in his hand and forgot to eat them. He didn't know that the book in Yang Xiong's hand fell to the ground. The green guards who only felt that their eldest son were kind and widened their eyes. They never expected that they could see such a cruel scene in their eldest son today.

Seeing that Song Xiance was left with only breath and no more breath, Yun Zhao stopped the broken stool in his hand panting and pointed at Song Xiance, who was only breathing in one breath.

"What a guy, you dare to come to find a scene for Li Yan. Grandpa's subordinates are vulgar. You probably didn't expect that Grandpa is a hundred times more vulgar than his subordinates, right?

Climb back and tell Li Hongji that grandpa is waiting for him here, giving him enough face, and tempted over and over again, really thinking that grandpa is made of mud?

Everyone is a hero in the green forest, but he just wants to pretend to be arrogant and give his grandfather a warning?

I am powerful and your mother.

Tell Li Gou'er that his wild boar spirit grandfather was waiting for him here. If he was not convinced, he would start the battle. If he dared to send someone who was unknown to him, his grandfather would dismember him from his body.

While spitting blood, Song Xiance looked at the furious Yun Zhao in horror. When he came, he had already thought about the words, just to accuse Yun Zhao of his subordinates of being rude, and then use the army of the King of Rebellion to force Yun Zhao to bow his head and admit his mistakes, so as to achieve his goal of defeating others without fighting.

Before I heard that Yun Zhao was blocking the road, Song Xiance and Li Yan carefully studied Yun Zhao's life. After seeing Yun Zhao's life, the appearance of a feminine but extremely proud and reasonable young man appeared in front of them.

As long as such a person gives him enough face and enough respect, many things can be reasonable. As long as he starts to reason, Song Xiance feels that with his own flawless tongue, he can win a game for King Chuang.

At present, what is happening is very different from what he imagined.

Yun Zhao has always regarded himself as a bandit or a bandit. He tried his best to demonstrate the essence of his scholars, and even did a good job in governing the local area, as well as in marching and fighting, so that people in the world forget that Yun's family is fundamentally a bandit, bandit, and hooligan.

Over the years, the King of Chuang has also created a new identity for himself - that is, the King of Chuang who saves the suffering, "eat his mother, drink his mother, and the King of Chuang will not pay food when he comes." All of this is the light of wisdom of Song Xiance flashed in it.

Therefore, the Xiangyang Conference happened, the Xiangyang army was reorganized, and the capture of the entire Henan and the isolation of the north-south transportation between the Ming Dynasty.

"Wild Boar Spirit!" Song Xiance struggled to spit out a mouthful of blood, barely lifted an almost unconscious arm and pointed at Yun Zhao, as if there were thousands of words to say.

With a click, Yun Zhao picked up the folded bench and slammed it heavily on his arm. The arms that he raised were strangely twisted and fell down. Song Xiance returned with a tragic sound that was not like that of a human. His head tilted and he completely fainted.

Ignoring Song Xiance who was lying in a pool of blood, Yun Zhao returned to the eaves and looked at Yun Yang. Yun Yang quickly threw away the dried sweet potatoes that had been cold as if they were sawed by a chainsaw. He took a copper basin from the Qingyi Guard's hand and served Yun Zhao to wash his hands.

Yun Zhao washed his hands and the blood stains on his face, and said to Yang Xiong who was standing by, "I drafted a letter for the King of Chuang, saying that I accidentally killed one of his donkeys and was going to compensate him. I don't know if he wanted a big black donkey or a donkey with white mouth with flowers."

As soon as this said, Yun Yang and Yang Xiong trembled for a while.
Chapter completed!