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Chapter 38: The Crowd (5)

Chapter 38 The Mob (V)

Author: Xianren Grass Tofu Milk

Chapter 38 The Mob (V)

The moon land

Yuheng Agricultural Reclamation Area

"A big rat and rat, I don't eat my millet! I'm three-year-old girl, I don't want to care about it. I'm going to be a happy land. I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land, I'm happy land?"

In a dilapidated thatched hut, Zhao Jun was kneeling on the ground and teaching the rat chapter of the Book of Songs to several tenants inside the house.

Since Wang Tairan, the head of the Wang family, promoted them to tenant farmers, he has also reduced the inspection of slaves.

Nowadays, the Wang family's servants only inspected the various agricultural reclamation areas and would return to their own positions to work, such as going to the winemaking workshop to help the Wang family brew wine, and the textile factory to help the Wang family weave silk cloth.

Against this background, Zhao Jun can finally be assured and boldly spread his ideas to every poor person who falls in Yueyuan.

"One day, the Emperor of Heaven in Hongyan Road will come to the world, the rats and other dirty rats, they will all perish! We! We will create a heavenly kingdom without rulers!" Zhao Jun knelt on the ground like a charlatan and raised his hands, looking up at the sky outside the window.

He established the Hongyan Road, and claimed that many years later, the Emperor of Heaven of Hongyan Road will come to the world and save the poor people in Luoyueyuan and even the world.

All those who join the Hongyan Road must undergo strict review. They all call themselves Hongyan, or Hongyan people, and at the same time call those poor people who have not converted to Hongyan Road a canfly.

Some of them were Han people from the Central Plains, some were captured Jian people, some were Korean people who were trafficked, Yue people, and Pu people.

Although they come from different regions and have different ethnic groups and cultures, at this moment, they only have one identity, Hongyanren!

At the same time, they called Zhao Jun, who guided them to the light, the great wise and the good teacher, the emperor's son, the saint son, and the prophet, and the Wang family in Liaodong who exploited and enslaved them, the Shuo Rat, the Han court, the Xiongnu, the guards of Korea, and the Nanyue Rat.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

At this time, the houses were ringing.

"Go and see if it is a geese? Or a candle? Or a rat?" Zhao Jun stood up and ordered a believer beside him.

"Yes." The believer agreed and stood up to open the door.

Others stood up and pretended to discuss which girl looked good so that they would not be discovered by the security team or the Wang family slaves.

Scream-

"Son of the Holy Son, the wild geese bring you news about the crow." A haggard middle-aged man whispered to the person who opened the door.

"Crow" is a slander of Hongyandao, meaning a betrayer.

Fortunately, only the core members of Hongyan Dao can get in touch with Zhao Jun. The other members of Hongyan Dao only know that they have joined Hongyan Dao, but they don’t know which other members of Hongyan Dao are. This is why Zhao Jun has never been discovered.

"Hongyan, come in quickly."

"yes."

At Zhao Jun's gesture, the middle-aged man stepped into the house and then closed the house. After confirming that each of them eavesdropped, he instantly tore off the calm disguise on his face, knelt down and cried in a low voice at Zhao Jun: "Son of the Holy Son, we have failed, wuwuwu-"

"Hongyan, don't be sad. Was it a certain Hongyan caught by a Zhuo Rat again? Last time one of our Hongyan went to the port to assassinate the young rat of the Xu family, and was caught by Shuo Rat, but he was a good person. He would rather commit suicide than expose other Hongyans. Hongyan, we should have been prepared to see the Emperor of Heaven after sacrifice, right?" Zhao Jun's face was filled with sacred light, and the sunlight outside the window shone on his face after suffering. His whole body was extremely holy, like a banished immortal from heaven descending to earth, as if he was about to be sublimated at any time.

He was once a descendant of the Zhao State Duke and had dreamed of overthrowing the Han Dynasty and rebuilding the Zhao State. But at this moment, he no longer cared about Zhao State, and did not bother to mention his identity as a prince of Zhao State. Now he is the pioneer of the Heavenly Emperor in the world and the holy son who saves the people.

While talking, Zhao Jun also hugged the crying middle-aged man in his arms and stroked the other person's hair, as if he was caressing his own child.

"Son of the Holy Son...I, I..." The middle-aged man felt the tenderness above his head, and bathed in the sacred glory of the Holy Son, and felt even more guilty. He cried and said to Zhao Jun: "The newly joined geese in the Yaoguang Agricultural Reclamation Area were no longer willing to continue to follow Hongyandao to resist the shovels. They even shamelessly respected the shovels as the reincarnation of the shovels. Holy Son, I have let you down. Please execute me and let me see the Heavenly Emperor. I will kneel humbly at the feet of the Heavenly Emperor and repent to Him for my incompetence."

"The geese and wild geese, only by sticking to our beliefs is the greatest courage. If you are not caught by the rat, you will commit suicide. This is just a weakness to escape reality." Zhao Jun became more and more holy, and every word he said made the believers present feel like spring breeze.

——

Silver Moon Port

"Cousin Taiyang, cousin Roujing, it's been a long time since we met. It seems that it's been more than ten years, right?"

Wang Tairan and others came to the port to welcome the second brother and sister of the Wang family who were directing sailors to transport the cargo on the ship.

"Cousin Tairan, long time no see you." Wang Taiyang hadn't returned to Liaodong for too long, and actually forgot how to ceremonies, and he was a little embarrassed for a moment.

"It's all a family, so there's no need to do that." Wang Tairan saw that Wang Taiyang had been overseas for too long and had forgotten the etiquette of the Central Plains, so he held the other party's palms full of calluses, and was very sad: "Thank you for the hard work over the years."

"It's not hard work, it's all right for the family." Wang Taiyang grinned, and then said to Wang Roujing behind him: "Jing'er, take the map and let the head of the family... Hum? Where is the head of the family?"

Wang Taiyang was about to show his HNA achievements to "Host Wang Taihao", but found that "Host Wang Taihao" did not come. He thought it was "Host Wang Taihao" who looked down on him, so he said coldly: "Hoha..."

"Cousin Taiyang, you haven't come for too long. Brother, he, he has passed away..." Wang Tairan quickly explained, and his face was filled with sadness when he spoke of the word "die".

"Immortal passing? Could it be when I followed the army of the seven countries to attack Chang'an?" Wang Taiyang asked.

"No, no, the rebels of the seven kingdoms have long been defeated."

"Rebels? Isn't they the royal army?"

"He was defeated, so he was a rebel, and the court won, so the court was our royal army."

...

After some explanation, the second wife finally understood what was going on.

"I didn't expect that so many things happened in the years we went to sea." Wang Taiyang sighed, then took the navigation map, handed it to Wang Tairan, and said respectfully to him: "Head of the family, this is the navigation map we drew according to the route of HNA after we went to sea. It may not be very accurate, but there is no mistake."

"Yes." Wang Tairan nodded happily, then looked at the map, and after a rough look, he was even more amazed: "There are actually still survivors of the Shang Dynasty overseas. The Japanese archipelago is so large, and the three Koreans have a large population. It turns out that the Wei family is not too far from our Wang family in Liaodong."

Bang!

At this time, several warriors of Yin whipped their whips to beat the group of slaves tied up with hemp ropes.

"What are they?" Wang Tairan was attracted by these overseas barbarians.

"The whip is the survivors of the Shang Dynasty, and those who were beaten were Mahans, Koreans, and Japanese." Wang Taiyang happily showed off his great achievements in going out to the head of the family and suggested to him: "These Japanese people are short, very obedient, obedient by nature, and are very suitable for slaves. The head of the family can keep them as animals, and then tame them and put them in a cage for others to see. This is also a beautiful scenery in my Liaodong Wang family."

"Your advice is very good." Wang Tairan chuckled and agreed casually. He didn't care much about such trivial matters. There were too many slaves in the Wang family manor, and there was no shortage of these dozens. When he put away the map, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the four children held by the maids behind his cousin Wang Roujing. Three of them looked extremely ugly and one looked very charming.

However, before Wang Tairan could ask, Wang Taiyang, who was standing beside him, was sweating coldly on his forehead and quickly explained in advance: "These are all children born to me and my maids, and they are also my Wang family."

"Oh." Wang Tairan nodded, believed his cousin's words, and then used his golden finger to check the information about the four children.

【Member: Dynasty Song

Genetics: national beauty, pure blood

Talent: Holy Lord]

【Member: Wang Changshou

Genetics: blood relative defects, ugly, epilepsy

Talent: mentally retarded, crazy, bloodthirsty]

【Member: Wang Changtang

Genetics: blood relative defects, ugly, epilepsy

Talent: mentally retarded, stuttering]

【Member: Wang Daji

Genetics: blood relative defects, ugly, asthma, leukemia

Talent: mentally retarded, sadistic]

???

Seeing the situation of these children, Wang Tairan was confused and did not understand what was going on, so he checked in detail about the introduction of these hereditary and talents.

[Pure Blood: Descendants with the same blood relationship have a very small probability of mutating the inheritance, and the low probability of being passed on to the next generation

Effect: Reject all negative inheritances, and the body's recovery ability has increased greatly. As long as there is no death, no matter how serious the trauma is, it can slowly recover. Even if the arms and legs are broken, it is easy to have positive talents]

[Blood relative defects: There is a high probability that the descendants of the same blood will be mutated from the inheritance, and it is likely to be passed on to the next generation

Effect: Reject all positive inheritance, extremely poor physical recovery, difficult to recover from trauma, even if you cut your finger, you may die, and you are prone to negative talents]

[Saint Lord: When you are rulers, all subjects have a greater likeness to you, and the public's awareness of resistance to you is extremely weak]

Looking at these introductions, Wang Tairan's eyes at the two people in front of him also changed, but it was difficult to expose them, so he had to smile awkwardly; "Hehe... cousin, you... hehe... go back to the village quickly... the maids have already prepared all the meals. You should take a rest all the way. As for your... cousins ​​and those maids, the manor will raise them."
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