Jiang County.

Lao Chen from Xiyang Lane went out to the market early in the morning carrying a load of sesame seed cakes.

His beautiful wife, Wang, waved goodbye in front of the door.

"Da Lang, be careful along the way. And don't argue with others on the way." Wang raised her right hand, revealing her white arms, and warned.

"I know." Lao Chen replied without looking back, curling his lips inwardly.

"Who doesn't know that I, Chen Dalang, am the most loyal and honest person and never argue with others?"

The Chen family has been selling sesame biscuits for generations, and the sesame biscuits they make taste great. They are one of the time-honored brands in Jiang County. They have no worries about selling their sesame biscuits.

Lao Chen and his wife are very diligent, and their family is prospering. Lao Chen even plans to support his eldest son to study and obtain fame.

Everything is of inferior quality, only reading is of high quality.

When Lao Chen thought of his smart eldest son, he couldn't help but turn up the corners of his mouth and reveal a happy smile. After walking a few steps, Lao Chen saw neighbors gathering in front of him. He couldn't help but be curious and went up to watch.

I saw a poster posted on the wall of a house.

Lao Chen was illiterate and could not read, but fortunately his neighbor Chen Xiucai was able to read it loudly.

"Wu Nian discusses the Liu family's boxing sect's appeal."

"I am a small bannerman in Beishanbao. In the year of Wu, I was a member of the army of Chu. Now I swear on the land of the emperor and empress that what I said is true..."

The message was very long, and there were some words that Lao Chen couldn’t understand at all. It was very clumsy. But he understood the general meaning. Not only did Lao Chen understand it, but the neighbors around him also understood it.

Each one of them was angry from the bottom of their hearts, and grew evil and fearful. Their eyes were wide open, their fists were clenched, and they were gnashing their teeth.

"Liu Family Fist Sect!!! What a Liu Family Fist Sect, it turns out they are responsible for the plague."

"What a heartless bastard. He sacrificed his life for the Mongolian people and harmed his compatriots."

"I didn't expect that Liu Family Boxing would be like this. I originally wanted to send my son to Liu Family Boxing to learn boxing and keep fit, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect..."

The plague swept through Liaodong and poisoned the people.

Countless people were killed and injured. Their bones were exposed in the wilderness, and filial sons cried and buried their parents. The plague was a painful experience for the people of Jiang County.

But even though they were in pain and heartbroken, they were helpless in the end.

The plague is God’s will, what else can we do?

But I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it.

This plague turned out to be a conspiracy of the Meng Yuan people, and the Liu Family Fist Sect was an accomplice, a hateful accomplice.

After reading this memorandum, the blood of the neighbors was already boiling. They wished they could eat the flesh and blood of everyone in the Liu family's fists alive, even the chickens and dogs.

This hat is off, it doesn’t matter whether the Liu family’s fists did this or not.

The Liu Family Boxing Sect's influence in the Liaodong area is bound to plummet.

Of course, some people have questions.

An old man was relatively calm and said: "Wu Nian from Beishan Fort, is he reliable? Just from his mouth, he said that this matter was done by the Liu Family Fist Sect. Isn't it too weak?"

"Others don't believe it, but I believe Wu Nian."

"That's right. Let's not talk about Wu Nian's enemy with Ban Bian Zhang. This matter is a dispute between Han people. I have nothing to say. But Wu Nian killed Zhu Changtian in the Dongyuan City Formation and told the eight

Character."

"He is a descendant of the Yan Han people and wears Han people's clothes. He is truly a heroic husband and the backbone of the Han people. I believe in him."

Chen Xiucai, who was reading the memorandum, stood up unexpectedly, with clenched fists and veins popping out on his forehead. He was gritting his teeth against the Liu family's fists and supporting Wu Nian.

Although the saying is.

"For every man who slaughters dogs for justice, he will be a scholar for every man who is unfaithful."

But in such a large group of scholars, there are also many good people.

Chen Xiucai is a die-hard fan of Wu Nian.

The old man had never heard of Wu Nian's reputation before. He was surprised when he heard this and asked about it in detail. Chen Xiucai immediately beamed and told Wu Nian's great achievements.

The old man was immediately in awe and said with emotion: "Beishan Fort is not far from our place. If I have a chance, I will go to Beishan Fort and have a drink with this Wu Xiaoqi."

Who doesn't like heroes?

When it comes to achievements, of course Cao Cao is the best.

But in terms of popular favorability, Guan Erye can kill Cao Cao instantly.

At the same time, many slogans appeared throughout Jiang County, as well as in the thirty-two counties of the five prefectures in Liaodong, posted on walls, pillars of the City God's Temple, and even on government bulletin boards.

The people believe it.

Nothing else, just two words.

Wu Nian.

Wu Nian of Beishan Fort.

Only people like Wu Nian and Wei Changqing could do this. Wei Changqing was an old general. Although he did not have a good relationship with his colleagues, he was ten times more reliable than the county magistrate or prefect in the hearts of the people.

The people believed what he said.

Wu Nianzhen killed Zhu Changtian, the commander of the Meng Yuan Dynasty, and said those words in Dongyuan City. It was in the limelight, and the people believed what he said.

simply put.

The so-called appeal depends on whose name it is published.

During the Three Kingdoms period.

The princes of Guandong issued a proclamation against Dong's traitors in the name of the three princes (prime ministers) in the court. The princes themselves were not powerful enough.

The current year of Wu is very heavy.

The fineness of gold is 9999 pure gold.

People have only one word.

"letter".

And Wu Nian's reputation also took advantage of this strong wind, soaring to 90,000 miles, and almost the entire Liaodong knew about it.

There is a small flag in Beishan Fort called Wu Nian.

He published [An Essay on Discussing the Liu Family Fist Sect].

In a real sense, Wu Nian became famous in Liaodong.

And it is definitely not just that. This matter will definitely become more and more serious and spread to the hinterland of Chu State.

Outside the Zhang Mansion.

Zhang Bu rode a tall black horse and came in a hurry with a group of soldiers. After he got off the horse, he immediately held on to the hilt of the sword at his waist and strode into Zhang's mansion and went straight to the main room.

Zhang Youwei sat on the imperial chair and had been waiting for a long time.

Zhang Youwei lowered his head and looked at the notice in his hand. This thing was not posted by the government. It would be easy for Zhang to get half of it.

After hearing the footsteps, he raised his head and looked towards the door, and said with a wry smile: "Budi, this Wu Nian is really getting more and more capable, and it makes me a little scared."

At first, he thought Wu Nian was just a small flag.

Of course, it's still Xiaoqi now.

But this little flag is no ordinary little flag. It is a special-coded, super-twistable little flag.

Can ordinary small flags be used to post messages throughout Jiang County without anyone noticing?

Can an ordinary small flag kill a Meng Yuan leader?

I'm afraid some commanders can't do it.

It's such a person, and the hatred with half of Zhang is like the deep sea.

Zhang Youwei's attitude towards Wu Nian has been changing, from hatred to caution to now feeling fearful.

Special code.

Zhang Bu was much calmer than Zhang Youwei. He took a deep breath, came to sit next to Zhang Youwei, reached out and took the message from Zhang Youwei, and said with a smile: "Brother, you just need to read this

From this appeal, I can tell that Wu Nian is terrifying. But from this appeal, I can tell that Wu Nian is not far from death."

"Oh. What did Budi say?" Zhang Youwei's eyes lit up and he asked with interest.

In the year of Wu, the sun was clearly at its peak, so why was it so late?

"The reputation of the Liu Family Fist Sect is so bad that it can't be washed away. It's completely over. But they helped the Mongolian Yuan people to spread the plague. Now the population and military strength in Liaodong are greatly damaged. The Mongolian Yuan people will definitely occupy Liaodong this year. They won't

Let Wu Nian go."

Zhang Bu sneered, his face showing the presence of an old god.

Zhang Youwei was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, he smiled and said, "Hahahaha. That's it, that's it. Wu Nian is indeed not far from death. Hahahaha,"

It's refreshing, it's really relaxing.

Zhang Youwei was extremely happy.

The whole of Liaodong was in a state of excitement because of Wu Nian's message, and the Liu Family Fist Sect, which was at the center of the storm, was of course greatly affected.


Chapter completed!