In Menghu Village, a brand-new five-character banner with the words "Practice for the Universe" was erected. It is said that it was to suppress the "Practice for the Universe" flag in Fulong Village.

In the Juyi Mountain Cave.

Shangguan Fan Qing acted like he didn't recognize his relatives, sitting upright on a tiger-skin chair, followed by Jiang Hezhu, a group of young men, Haitang maid, Sun Dali, Sun Wu and Wang Hulu, who had a blue nose and swollen eyes.

They are indeed like Xin Zhuo and his group walking up the mountain with the front foot and the back foot.

There is no special meaning, it is simply because I have lost all my money, the city is at war again, and I have nowhere to go. There is still one month left before the appointment at Qiugong Pavilion, so I have to find a place to stay.

Moreover, they were stimulated by Xin Zhuo's various behaviors. Whether it was Xin Zhuo's arrogant maneuvers in which he defeated all the younger masters of the four families in one fell swoop, or his high spirits when he was besieged by 100,000 people, these were really not the actions of normal bandits!

So they think it’s okay for us to be bandits for a while!

"That little Xinzhuo is really cunning and hateful. He deceived me too much. When he called me alliance leader, he was very well-behaved. But he turned around and refused to recognize anyone. He called me Sun Laowu, which is nothing!"

At this time, Sun Wu covered his swollen face and looked at Shangguan Fan Qing: "Master, the master, you have to make the decision for me!"

I am used to being the boss, but I am not used to calling others.

"It doesn't matter!" Shangguan Fan Qing waved his hand, "Young Master... Since the boss has fallen into trouble, I will naturally avenge you. By the way, you just said that Xin Zhuo's literary talent is not good?"

"It's not impossible, it's just too bad!"

Speaking of this, Sun Wu's face couldn't help but shine with confidence, "I heard about the poem he wrote in Hualou, Fucheng. I was a little confused, but to be honest, it was very likely that he copied the poem.

If someone else’s paper is published, he is not as good as me, and the gourd can prove it!”

Wang Hulu nodded immediately: "Of course! That Xin Zhuo used strange words and said nothing. He is a straw bag."

"fart!"

The Haitang girl on the side suddenly felt as if she had been insulted, and said angrily: "Then Xin...Xin Zhuo's poems are new poems. They have never been heard before, so how can they be copied from others?"

Shangguan Fan Qing looked at her in surprise: "Haitang, you are so protective of him, do you want to marry him?"

"People, I don't have them!" Haitang pouted and looked at her toes, feeling unspeakable.

Shangguan Fan Qing looked at Jiang Hezhu again: "Mr. Jiang... the second master, what do you think?"

Jiang Hezhu patted the folding fan and said leisurely: "It's just a little thief. He has good martial arts skills and some tricks, but how can we let him be the best? Why don't we invite him to rob together before he goes to Qiugong Pavilion and see who robs?"

More money and more excellence!"

"That's it? Isn't this too boring?"

"Of course not! If you lose his face first, the young man will not be angry in his heart. He will most likely wait for an opportunity to retaliate, plunder, or kill too much. Maybe his qualifications as a member of Qiugong Pavilion will be revoked.

They are deprived.

At that time, we will invite him to compete in martial arts and try his marksmanship. If he is not talented at the next level, he feels that he is ordinary. We can give it a try and then blow his pride. This is a murderous and heart-breaking tactic, a third-class tactic.

, even if you don’t hurt him at all, it’s enough to kill him without losing anything!”

"Well, vicious enough..." Shangguan Fan Qing pinched his chin: "Do you think you can beat the Ascetic Sword Murong Yi?"

Jiang Hezhu shook his head: "It's two realms short, I guess I can't beat him!"

Shangguan Fan Qing asked curiously: "Then why do you think you can beat Xin Zhuo?"

Jiang Hezhu's face froze, and he laughed: "Isn't there still a big boss?"

"Report!"

At this moment, the person who delivered the message entered the cave: "Everyone in charge, the young one is back with a reply from King Xin!"

Everyone looked at each other and hurriedly moved over. Shangguan Fan Qing grabbed the letter and saw a paragraph written on it:

"Two orioles sing at the green willows, and spring swallows peck at the spring mud and pick up gold underneath. The uneasy man has a confident mind. He bends his bow to shoot the big eagle, and the white colt passes through the gap. He glances at it for thousands of years, laughing and joking, uneven..."

Jiang Hezhu, Haitang and a group of people looked at each other, what did you write?

Sun Wu couldn't help but laugh victoriously: "How is it? As I expected, he is just uneducated and can't understand it at all."

"Shut up!"

Shangguan Fan Qing scolded everyone with a serious face. He read the content of the letter in detail again, sighed softly, and said decisively: "This letter is actually very profound and professional. I completely understand what he means. What he means is

He provoked me, his words were very sharp, and he was like a piece of rotten wood that cannot be carved. Please reply!"

The tea bowls in Sun Wu and Wang Hulu's hands fell to the ground. Jiang Hezhu and the others also looked at each other blankly. How...how could this be analyzed?

One night, plus one morning.

The messenger broke his leg while running.

The two wrote twelve letters back and forth.

Fortunately, it is short and clear, with lots of idioms and idioms, making it easy to read.

It's just that I really don't know what the meaning is.

However, every time Shangguan Fan Qing spoke sincerely and resoundingly, it made Jiang Hezhu, Haitang, Sun Damu and others have to carefully observe each letter and then become confused.

It was not until noon that the last letter from Fulongzhai arrived. Xin Zhuo's language style suddenly changed, leaving only a short line of vernacular:

"The exchange of letters has been suspended. The Dongyi Kingdom has invaded, the rebels have attacked the city, and reinforcements have not arrived. As people of the Zhou Dynasty, I have to take the overall situation into consideration, so I decided to go to support. It is said that everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of a country. You and other idiots cannot understand this.

I despise you for your profound sentiments about family and country!"

Shangguan Fan Qing was silent.

Then,

He thinks it makes sense!

…

Of course Xin Zhuo does not have such a profound awareness.

It was just that Murong Xiu received a letter from Fei Yao. It was said that the rebels and the Dongyi Kingdom's allied forces were besieging the city. The remnants of the border army, a temporary army composed of warriors from the four major families in the city and some idle warriors were confronting them!

This kind of thing has nothing to do with just a few people in Fulong Village, but Xin Zhuo didn't wait for the next visitor to Qiugong Pavilion.

We cannot rely on such unreliable backers!

I killed eleven warriors from the Four Families this time. Thinking from my perspective, if the city is defended, the government and the Four Families may have to settle accounts with me.

Although he couldn't understand why advanced warrior forces like Qiugong Pavilion and Shuiyue An didn't go to support them, he felt that he might be able to show off his presence.

A mature and stable bandit must learn to take advantage of all situations to reduce his own potential dangers, such as moral kidnapping and so on.

As soon as the idea came to his mind, he led Cui Ying'er and Murong Xiu and a group of people straight to the direction of Fucheng.

Fulong Village was far away from Fucheng, but there were horses brought from Menghu Village. The seven people worked hard and arrived at a low mountain outside the city at dusk the next day.

Looking down from the top of the mountain, we can see that Fufeng Mansion is very large and cannot be clearly seen in its entirety. However, the city has lost its former prosperity and the streets are in a state of depression. Occasionally, a few passers-by appear in a hurry and are in a hurry.

And outside Dongcheng, there was another scene——

Under the city, there was a large crowd of people, probably ten thousand as far as the eye could see, but only a part of them were wearing imperial armor. There were also various costumes and weapons of warriors from the four major families and idle warriors. At first glance,

Look, it's colorful.

Opposite the trench and the horse-rejection pile, there was another wave of troops, numbering about 13,400, with neat armor, a forest of spears, and horses neighing. But they were divided into two parts, one with black armor and iron helmets.

; A Dongyi soldier wearing leather armor, a leather cap, a bald head and pigtails, and carrying a machete.
Chapter completed!