Chapter 1 Legend (III)

"What did you say?" Hu Yancong strode forward and pressed his hands tightly, clenched his fists, gritting his teeth.

The word slack is not literally important. However, it is a very dangerous accusation on the Green Forest Road. In this era when princes kill emperors like chickens, there is no unbreakable loyalty between superiors and subordinates. Believing in the power of respecting Green Forest Road, especially this. A master's spiritual slackness means that he is no longer suitable to lead his brothers to fight in the east and west. Then, his best choice is to take the initiative to give in, otherwise, sooner or later, someone will be pulled down from the golden chair and smashed to pieces.

One wolf dies, the other wolf stands. The so-called strength is the law of the naked wolf pack. When the old wolf king shows fatigue, whether psychologically or physically, the challenger will bite the throat. The new wolf king stands on the corpse of the old wolf king and receives everything it once had. The female wolf and the little wolf in the wolf pack will never think of revenge for the former king, they will take everything for granted!

"You are lazy, you are lazy, you don't realize it yourself, or you don't want to admit it!" After being forced to retreat, Jiao Baogui of the seventh head of the army refused to change his words, "Since that serious illness, you have lost your ambition. When you meet Chang Si and Liu Chong, you can only hide, but you dare not take everyone to fight desperately. Now that you are bullied by three scammers, you still want to wait and see, instead of immediately leading people down the mountain and tearing them to pieces! Big brother, what we do is to do is to keep your head on the waist of your pants. When will you beg for it? Big brother, as a brother, you asked me to lead the team to climb the city wall, and I won't say anything. But you asked me to squat in the mountains with you and wait for death. Big brother, I can't do it, really can't do it!"

Fearing that Hu Yancong would be beaten to death in the next moment, Jiao Baogui opened his voice and said with pleasure in one breath. Then, he leaned against Zhuzi, closed his eyes, and waited to welcome Pili Wanjun.

However, the expected fist had not fallen on him for a long time. He quietly opened his eyes. He saw that the boss Hu Yancong had been slumped on the golden chair closest to him at some point, his eyes closed, and his figure was as lonely as an old tree that had been hit by wind and rain for many years.

"Brother--" Jiao Baogui immediately felt very reluctant to do so, rubbed forward and called in a low voice.

He could swear to the sky that every word he said just now was for the good of Taihang Mountain and for the good of Hu Yancong. He never thought that instead of taking it, nor did he think that others would do better than Hu Yancong when sitting in Hu Yancong's position. However, he could not tolerate Hu Yancong continuing to slack off, and could not tolerate Hu Yancong bringing the once glorious Seventy-Two Union Villages of Taihang Mountains step by step into the Jedi.

"Lao Qi, you're right!" In just a few breaths, it seemed that a century had passed. Finally, Hu Yancong raised his right hand and waved it gently, "It is because he is his brother that you told me this. Others may not have seen it, but others do not have the courage to change to the boss, or they are ready to change to the boss in their hearts."

"It's not that serious yet. At least, no one has contacted me privately!" Jiao Baogui shook his head and whispered to comfort him. "Even if you don't force me today, I will find a way to show you a warning. Brother, you are still able to cheer up now!"

"Cheer? Swish-! Why should I cheer up?" Hu Yancong looked up at him, and the air conditioning in his nostrils blew wildly. "Lao Qi, do you think I was really broken by my backbone because of a few defeats? Then you underestimate me too much! I am always at ease with everything I do now, not because I suffered several defeats a while ago. But I don't want to be this boss anymore! You are right, I'm lazy. I've done enough!"

"Brother, what do you mean?" Jiao Baogui was so scared that he shivered again when he heard this. He raised his hand and instinctively wiped Hu Yancong's forehead.

In the palm of his hand, Hu Yancong gently pressed it with his finger joints. "I don't have a fever, Lao Qi, I'm very awake now. I don't want to do it anymore. I can't see the end of this road. You and I will be born with our son and inherit our father's business and become a hero in the green forest. I don't want our next generation, Brother Zan and Brother Song, and their children, to be bandits for generations!"

"Brother, you said this is too profound! We, our grandparents, and our own lives, aren't we just here? What's wrong with it?" Feeling the heavy pressure in our palm, Jiao Baogui raised his head and looked at Hu Yancong blankly, with a confused face.

Hu Yancong's son Hu Yanzan, his son Jiao Shisong, and the sons of several other village leaders are now studying outside the mountain with pseudonyms. Whether it is knowledge or martial arts, they tend to be superior to their youth. According to the customs of the older generation, after the children have achieved great success in their studies, they have to go back to the mountain to accept the mantras of their parents. Just like Hu Yancong and Jiao Baogui back then, it is natural for their son to inherit their father's business!

Just as he was puzzled, Hu Yancong's voice came from his ears, with an unconcealed heaviness, "Indeed, our grandfather's generation was in the green forest. By the time we were already the third generation of green forest heroes. It is reasonable for Brother Song and Brother Zan to be the fourth generation. But back then, it is now. In Hebei and Shanxi were almost every day, and near Taihang Mountain, it has become a paradise. We are equivalent to a local government, and any fortress near the mountainous areas will be solved.

If you can't do anything, you will ask us to stand out. If the officers and soldiers attack, the people usually vent their anger with us. All kinds of news will be sent to the Juyi Hall one after another without us spending less effort. In other words, in the eyes of the people, we are officials, and foreign officers and soldiers are the only ones! But last year, did you feel that things have turned around. The people are using their eyes to Chang Kegong and Liu Chong, informing the officers and soldiers, and helping the officers and soldiers to deal with us together!”

"They, those people are all ungrateful, ungrateful ungrateful!" Jiao Baogui punched the pillar beside him, shaking the beams of the room.

Of course he could detect the change in the attitude of the people. However, in his eyes, the people are all fence-bearers. Chang Kegong and Liu Chong are stronger than those on the Taihang Mountains, so they will naturally fall to the government side. If the heroes of Taihang Mountains recover their strength one day, their attitude will definitely be reversed immediately.

"It's not that ungrateful, but that people are at ease!" Hu Yancong shook his head and sighed and retorted. "Are the Khitans strong enough? When the Khitans were in the Central Plains, how many people would ask for information for them? I began to feel that the world had changed last year. Everyone was tired and didn't want to live such a day of stagnation. The road to Green Forest will probably be narrower and narrower. If we ask Song Geer and Zan Geer to return to the mountain to pass on their legacy, it is equivalent to killing them with their own hands and killing themselves!"
Chapter completed!