As the destitute young general felt like he was about to die, a heavy rain began to fall outside. The rain was torrential, covering the sky and the sun. The rainwater flowed down the mountain and soon filled the road. Fortunately, the village was built on high ground, so it would not
be submerged.
The down-and-out young general continued to express his feelings in the sound of rain. He would rather die than surrender. He would have a different heart if he was not of my race. He looked like a loyal and patriotic person crawling out of the soil.
Tie Zhenshan heard the noise and slapped him on the back of the head, making a crisp sound.
The young general fell forward and almost threw himself into the fire. He was obviously afraid of fire. After letting out a strange cry, he quickly retreated and wanted to shrink into a corner, but was carried back by the fierce Tie Zhenshan.
.
"You barbarian women are so rude and shameless..."
Before he finished speaking, Tie Zhenshan wanted to give him another iron slap. He quickly raised his head, looked around among the remaining three people, picked the weakest Song Huiyue, crawled over using both hands and feet, and hid.
Got up.
Song Huiyue was indeed very kind. She did not raise her palm, but smiled slightly: "We are not aliens, and you can see that we don't look alike."
"That's not necessarily true. Many of the little ones don't look alike," the young general said loudly what he was thinking, "If you're not a foreigner, then you are people sent by the Dog Emperor!"
"Dog Emperor?" Song Huiyue narrowed her eyes. It seems that this person is not loyal to the emperor, but just patriotic. "Are you talking about Jinshang?"
The young general rolled his eyes and stopped talking.
Song Huiyue smiled kindly again: "Who are you?"
The young general snorted coldly and refused to answer his noble status.
Song Huiyue suddenly approached him, her face quickly enlarged in his eyes, and the smile on her face was particularly dazzling in the whimpering wind and deserted house.
The smile was kind, but the eyes were cold, and the black eyes were condensed into dull gems, as if they were not looking at people, but withered bones.
Yin Xiao stepped forward and clasped the young general's neck with one hand. His fingers were very hard, showing no signs of weakness, and his face was expressionless.
The young boy smelled something bad in their eyes.
These two people might really kill him.
He swallowed his saliva and winced quietly.
Song Huiyue whispered softly: "Although you were rude just now, I forgive you. Now I ask you again, who are you?"
Xie Zhou and Tie Zhenshan were sitting nearby and were not intimidated by her smile, but hearing her gentle and gentle words, accompanied by the darkness and the sound of rain, made them feel enchanting.
So the two of them silently got closer, feeling that they had become brothers in distress at this night - good brothers, getting into the hot pot together.
The young general shuddered. He was scared and refused to admit defeat. He frowned and said angrily: "I will change my name or my surname, but I am Li Jun, the Zhizhai Zhizhai of Nanshan Village!"
"Li Jun?" Song Huiyue sat back, inexplicably feeling that the name sounded familiar.
Xie Zhou also thought it sounded familiar. After thinking about it for a moment, he suddenly pointed at Li Jun excitedly and said, "You are the Duke of Lu!"
Li Jun rebuked again: "How presumptuous! I am the king of Runan County! Who allows you to call me the Duke of my country! My father is King Chen. When my father ascends the throne, I will become the prince and lock you all up!"
"Oh!" Song Huiyue suddenly realized.
It turned out to be him, the son of King Chen who failed in his rebellion eighteen years ago.
No wonder he is only patriotic and not loyal to the emperor.
But why is he here and burned like this?
She thought carefully about the assassins she met tonight, and thought that the people who wanted to kill them might not be the same group as those who assassinated King Jin, but had been guarding here for a long time, and they took action when they saw them breaking into this place.
Thinking back to the situation when they saw Li Jun, the sharp gravel on the ground and Li Jun's defensiveness seemed to tell that Li Jun was not free now.
Who is still guarding a Duke of Lu who has no party members and no gold or silver?
Today?
But if you really don't want Li Jun to live in this world, there are many ways to get rid of him secretly.
A fire can burn Li Jun's face, and it can also burn him to death. Now that the Queen Mother Pei is gone, and no one controls Jin Shang, why is he still alive?
You want him alive and you are on guard against him, why are you so free today?
Song Huiyue was puzzled and suddenly asked Li Jun: "Are you the same Li Jun who made an appointment with Zhang Xutang to break into the palace at night, and he was there to take care of you?"
Li Jun ignored Yin Xiao's control this time and became completely angry. He scolded Zhang Xutang and finally asked Song Huiyue if she was Zhang Xutang's lackey. If so, she was a dog emperor's lackey.
His lackey is also his enemy.
Song Huiyue waved her hand and said that she was also Zhang Xutang's enemy.
Li Jun's eyes lit up, and he suddenly became friendly to her, and loudly conspired: "Then we will rebel together! There are four of you, and although I am only one, I have the secret treasure left by my father, which adds up to seven points.
The odds are good, we don’t have to break into the palace at night, we just need to wait until the Jinming Pool opens next month, we pretend to be vendors and sell jade under the colorful shed, the Dog Emperor will definitely come by, and then the opportunity will come, let’s stab him to death with a knife!”
Xie Zhou listened to what he said so eloquently and asked: "There are many forbidden troops around me today. The forbidden troops will not let you do anything. What should you do?"
"I have thought about this issue," Li Jun said with a serious look on his face, "When I go on a private trip with the Dog Emperor, he must be accompanied by only one servant. When the time comes, I will stab him to death with a knife."
Xie Zhou also nodded solemnly: "Yes, it is a good idea. You don't need to use the secret treasure left by your father. It should be successful immediately."
He is serious, yet more sarcastic than playful.
Li Jun sneered: "I'm not a fool, there's no need for you to deal with me. If you don't believe me, I'll show you the secret treasure my father left behind."
Everyone was very excited about King Chen's secret treasure, and they all got up and followed Li Jun out.
It was still raining heavily outside, so I could only walk along the rocks a palm wide under the eaves. It was so dark that I couldn't see the road clearly, and I would fall out if I wasn't careful.
Li Jun walked very fast, and there was no need to bother to distinguish where he was going. Yin Xiao went first, taking precautions secretly while following closely. After waiting, Song Huiyue and others ran directly over from the rain.
My shoes, socks, and clothes were all wet, but no one cared, staring intently at the closed door.
There was a lock hanging on the door. Tie Zhenshan was waiting for Li Jun to get the key when she saw Li Jun reached out to twist the lock and take it out - it turned out to be a broken lock, hanging here just for show.
After entering, Li Jun lit a bowl of oil lamp very carefully. The paint in the lamp bowl was black and the smell was unpleasant, like animal oil. The cotton thread was actually a good one, but it was almost burnt to the bottom.
"Look, this is the secret treasure my father left for me!"
Four pairs of eyes widened at the same time, looking at the row of swords in the room.
The swords can also be said to be scrap metal, stained with rust, but there are many styles. Li Jun took out a sharp knife from it and hid it in his sleeve: "Look, the knife is hidden in the sleeve. I guarantee that the dog-killing emperor will be caught by surprise. I
Knife him to death."
Tie Zhenshan muttered: "A seven-point chance of winning? I'm afraid it's not even half a chance."
Xie Zhou opened his mouth, and finally expressed his thoughts unbearably: "This is really the third generation of rebellion against the poor."