AD 1116, the sixth year of Huizong Zhenghe's reign.

The officials in Tokyo used nepotism in both the government and the public, and vigorously reused Cai Jing, Tong Guan, Gao Qiu, Yang Jian and other treacherous jesters, which caused political chaos and the sale of officials and titles became common; they also procured "Hua Shi Gang" in various places in the south of the Yangtze River.

Officials at all levels imposed excessive taxes and made the people of the world miserable.

At this time, the country of the Song Dynasty was already riddled with holes. Bandits were rampant all over the state capital, strongmen were everywhere, and chaos was everywhere. The world was like a huge powder keg, just waiting for the last bit of flame to explode.

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Outside Yanggu County, Yunzhou, Shandong Province, there is a dangerous place called Dulonggang. There are three villages on the hill, called Zhujiazhuang, Lijiazhuang and Hujiazhuang. Zhujiazhuang is located in the center and is also the largest village.

Where the leader of the village is.

In Shandong in the cold winter, snow is the eternal theme. On a sloping lawn beside Pantuo Road, a young man in white lies quietly, his eyes seeming to be unopened, letting the rustling snowflakes fall on his body.

It seems to blend into the surroundings.

The young man in white is called Zhu Biao, and he is the third son of Zhu Chaofeng, the old man of Zhujiazhuang. He has been favored by many people since he was a child, and now he is actually the boss of the three villages in Dulonggang. However, no one knows that this

Zhu Biao, after he fell off his horse and fell into coma when he was ten years old, he was no longer the same Zhu Biao.

Since the age of sixteen, Zhu Biao has taken care of the three villages in Dulonggang like a single village.

For Lijiazhuang, the owner of the village, Li Ying, has become a brother and sister with Zhu Biao over the years; the flying tiger of Hujiazhuang, Hu Cheng, has grown up with Zhu Biao since childhood and has a deep relationship. His sister Hu Sanniang is even more closely related to Zhu Biao.

The childhood sweethearts have already made an engagement, and the wedding will be held only when the ice and snow melt next year.

Although big trends are irreversible, small trends can be changed.

Over the years, relying on their familiarity with the plot and the general trend of the world, under the leadership of Zhu Biao, the business of Dulonggang Sanzhuang has become bigger and bigger, and the scale of the private soldiers on the post has also become larger and larger.

Both black and white are somewhat thin.

Money comes and goes quickly. In the context of the late Northern Song Dynasty, Zhu Biao knew that just having money was useless. Once the torrent of history struck, under the iron heel of the nation that roared out from the black mountains and white waters,

, no matter how much money you have, it is just like the moon in the mirror, like a bubble that breaks at the touch of a touch.

Over the past few years, when heroes who were in trouble came to Zhujiazhuang, Zhu Biao would take good care of them, and when they left, they would give them gold and silver to save them from danger;

Whenever there is a disaster, Zhu Biao will also open the gate of the village, pull out cart after cart of gold, silver, money, food and clothing, provide clothing and warmth, set up tents to spread porridge, and help the people in Shandong.

With his generous actions, good looks, outstanding martial arts skills, and proficiency in bow and horse, Zhu Biao left a reputation as a "hero" in the world.

Because of his good deeds and rescuing people in distress, he was called Taishan Lord by the people in Shandong Province, which means that he is like the Lord of Taishan Prefecture in Dongyue, Shandong Province.

A common people.

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Although he tried his best to accumulate capital for himself, Zhu Biao never interfered with the early life experiences of the main heroes in Water Margin. For Zhu Biao, he only needed to make a little effort on certain things at a time point that he was familiar with.

Just repair it.

In ten years, Zhujiazhuang only had one more troubled coach from Tokyo, a rural teacher from outside Tokyo, a thief captured from Gaotangzhou, and two people from Kageyama.

A young man.

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In Zhu Biao's opinion, most of the so-called heroes in Water Margin are exaggerated, and very few can truly be called heroes.

This is an era that lacks heroes, and this is also an era that needs heroes!

What Zhu Biao wants to do is simple yet complex: let those who can become heroes become heroes, and let those who want to become heroes become heroes as much as possible.

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The Golden Crow fell to the ground, blooming with thousands of rays of rays of light. As if to suit the occasion, the originally rustling light snow gradually turned into goose feather-like heavy snow, and night came quietly.

Zhu Biao stood up slowly, and a young man in red not far behind him walked forward quickly. When he reached Zhu Biao's side, he carefully dusted off the snow on his body and put on the brocade robe that he had prepared.

"Sir, Madam Zhang has been here for a long time. She asked me not to disturb you and to wait for you over there." The young man in red looked behind him and signaled.

Zhu Biao looked towards the young man's gaze, smiled slightly at the gentle woman standing not far away, then looked far towards the end of the official road under the post and said.

"Lu Fang, you stay here and call me when someone comes."

There are some people in this world who will never be able to see themselves clearly in the sun without experiencing a nightmarish night.

How can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms without experiencing a bone-chilling cold?

The person I am waiting for today, Zhu Biao, may be cold to his bones now; but his "fragrance" has never bloomed in this era...
Chapter completed!