One mile away from the south gate of Jinan, outside a small and exquisite courtyard, a gate guard hurried over.
"Open the door, open the door! There is a military emergency!" The guard patted the door of the house hard.
"Who is it? It's so early in the morning, why don't you let anyone sleep?" After a while, an old servant pushed open a corner of the door. He rubbed his eyes, glanced at the guards' clothes, and saw only
It was just a little flag, and he said lazily: "My lord was tired from last night, and our girl just served him to bed not long ago. You can come back at noon!"
"You!" the guard was furious. He didn't expect the old servant who was guarding the door to be so ignorant! He suddenly pulled out the sword from his waist and shouted angrily: "Someone has an urgent military situation. If it is delayed for a moment, can you bear the responsibility?"
This guard was only in his early twenties, he was full of blood and had an upright look on his face. The old servant was really frightened by him, "Master, please wait a moment, I will take you there right now!"
The old servant opened the door gently, but there was a trace of hatred in his eyes.
After a while, the small-flag guards, led by the old servant, walked outside an elegant wing. The old servant said: "Master, this is it. Your Excellency is inside!"
After saying this, the old servant remained motionless and had no intention of knocking on the door for the guard.
The guard was stunned and glanced at the old servant, only to see that the old man had quietly closed his eyes, as if he was concentrating. The veins on the guard's forehead were exposed and he clenched his fists, but in an instant, he was discouraged.
After a moment of pause, he gritted his teeth, stepped forward and gently knocked on the wooden door of the wing, "Sir, sir, this is Huang San'er. I have something important to report to you!"
For a long time, there was no response.
The guard had no choice but to increase his strength and banged the wooden door, "Sir, sir, are you awake?"
"Who is it? What's the matter? Can't we talk about it later? I won't be able to sleep well!" came a woman's cooing voice from inside, which seemed to be filled with a bit of resentful anger.
"I have an urgent military situation and I want to see you, sir. Could you please let me know?" the guard said respectfully.
"Oh, I'm so annoyed!" The woman seemed a little impatient, and then there was a sound of getting dressed inside. For a long time, Qianhu Yang Yibin, wearing a nightgown and disheveled, opened the door a crack.
"What's going on? Why are you making such a fuss so early in the morning?" Yang Yibin looked unkind, with strong dissatisfaction in his tone.
Yang Qianhu's residence is not here, but at a gathering place for military officers not far from the Acropolis. However, this man has recently become obsessed with a former prostitute in a brothel, and out of desperation, he redeemed his body for her.
. But who would have thought that although Yang Qianhu’s wife was usually weak and she did not object to Yang Qianhu taking in several concubines, but when Yang Qianhu wanted this brothel girl to come in, his wife
It was like going crazy, not giving Yang Qianhu a chance at all, and painted Yang Qianhu's face!
His mother-in-law was originally a relative of Ma Futong, the former commander of the Acropolis, and she was also a powerful figure in the military. Although Ma Futong died, her influence is still there. The military is not the same as the political world, and there are no obedient people under her command.
He was simply a polished commander, and these relatives and relatives were the foundation he relied on. He wanted to fall out, but did not have the courage. Yang Qianhu had no choice but to buy a building for the fantou near Nancheng.
I finally settled down in the side house.
Nancheng, this is the residence of Yang Qianhu, but it is also a slum area in Jinan City. It is close to the Nanshan Mountains, with steep terrain, inconvenient transportation, and is far away from the bustling Daming Lake! This pink head has good looks and superb skills.
Seeing that she didn't get the treatment she wanted, how could she give up? So every day, she secretly and openly signaled to Yang Qianhu that she wanted to get a higher status.
Last night, Yang Qianhu drank a few more drinks and took the opportunity to be brave, so he went back to his house and told his mother-in-law about the matter. But the tragedy was that what greeted him was only two hard slaps and the sentence "
You're so shameless!" Thinking about his mother-in-law's waist as strong as a bucket, and then thinking about the pink-haired, tender, and crystal-clear body from the south of the Yangtze River, Yang Qianhu's mood became more and more irritable. Damn, the first half of his life was really wasted.
Live!
"Sir, there seems to be a fight in the ruins in the northwest! In the middle of the night, the brothers discovered that the head of Chengjiazhuang, Cheng Shiming, was running towards that direction with more than a hundred servants. Not long ago, Beizhi heard another news
There seems to be a cry for murder over there. If there is no investigation, there may be a murder case!" The guard anxiously reported the situation to Yang Qianhu one by one.
"Cheng Shiming?" Yang Qianhu glanced at the guard coldly, "Is this why you came to wake me up so early in the morning?"
The guard was startled, not knowing what to say. He looked embarrassed and stood on the spot numbly. He had good intentions and was afraid that something would happen, but he didn't expect to receive such a cold reception? The guard with a small flag suddenly felt cold.
People, not animals. Everyone has dignity!
The guard straightened up subconsciously, but tears seemed to flash in the corners of his eyes, and an angry feeling of grievance filled his chest and abdomen.
"Sir, it's raining now, why don't you sleep with me for a while longer?" A cooing sound came from the room.
Yang Qianhu waved his hand at the guard in disgust, "Young man, use more brains when doing things! What kind of person is the head of the family? How can you worry about his affairs? Go ahead!"
After saying that, Yang Qianhu hurriedly closed the door. Soon, a woman's cooing and a man's lewd laughter came from the room.
"Master, please?" the old servant said happily.
The guard ignored that his clothes were soaked by the rain, clenched his fists tightly, and walked tremblingly toward the door step by step.
The old servant looked at his back and smiled disdainfully, "If you have a hairless mouth, you will not be able to do your job well!"
…………
…………
At this time, on the ruins four or five miles away from Yang Qianhu's small courtyard, the cold rain did not break away the will of both parties, but instead made this small-scale war more intense.
The ground was a mess, with broken arms and limbs everywhere, blood stained the jagged piles of rubble, discarded weapons and cold corpses everywhere.
"Go up and disperse them!" Liu Ruyi's eyes were red, and his clothes were stained with blood. He held a single sword and rushed left and right, constantly attacking the enemy's battle formation.
Xiao Liuer also looked like a bloody man. Countless corpses fell under him. Under the wash of the rain, it was impossible to tell whether it was the enemy or me. His chest and thighs were even opened with steel knives.
There were two long gashes, and the blood couldn't stop pouring out, but he didn't care.
"Donkey balls, grandsons, come together! Come on, let your Mr. Liu Er kill him all at once!" Xiao Liu'er looked up to the sky and roared, as if the god of murder were still alive, making people dare not look at him!
"Go, die!" An old man held a two-meter-long iron rod, rounded it up, and hit Xiao Liuer's face hard.
"Haha, you're good to go. Mr. Liu'er has been looking for you for a long time!" Xiao Liu'er laughed like crazy, swung the long knife and smashed it into the old Maozi's heart.
Two strong giants fought together in the rain.
The original fifty-man team had already lost more than half of its members. The dozen or so spearmen who were still standing were all injured. Even Huo Lang fell into the rain and fell unconscious.
"You bastards, you all deserve to die!"
Liu Ruyi's heart was as sharp as a knife. These sincere soldiers were his lifeblood, the foundation for him and his mother to live in peace! It was just because of his unforeseen mistakes that there were so many
How could Liu Ruyi accept the loss of life here?
"Death——!" Liu Ruyi shouted, casually knocked over a man in black, and saved a soldier from his knife, "Brother, are you okay?"
It seemed that the artery in the soldier's left arm was cut open, and the blood was like a fountain. He pulled the skirt of his left arm hard, tied the wound tightly, and said loudly: "Sir, I'm fine! I'm still alive
Fight, I want to avenge my brothers!"
After saying that, he smiled at Liu Ruyi, raised his spear with one hand, and rushed towards the men in black as if fighting for his life.
Liu Ruyi is about to shed tears!
What kind of monsters are these men in black? How can they be so powerful in combat? Are they really just elite domestic slaves who have married? Do you really have to answer for your life here today?
Seeing the familiar figures fall under the knife of the man in black, Liu Ruyi suddenly felt a trace of despair and let the cold rain wash down her cheeks. Is it really God's will that cannot be violated?
"ah---"
Suddenly there was a scream not far away, and an old man's iron rod was swept across Xiao Liu'er's chest, knocking him seven or eight steps away.
A large mouthful of blood spurted out from Xiao Liu'er's mouth. He struggled hard to get up, but could not succeed. He looked at Liu Ruyi desperately, "Xiao, young master, Liu'er, Liu'er can no longer serve you in the future."
…”
Just now, Xiao Liu'er could handle the old man, but another person suddenly attacked from behind. Xiao Liu'er was caught off guard and fell into their trick!
"Fuck! You bunch of bastards! I'm going to cut you into pieces!" Liu Ruyi looked up to the sky and roared, raised the steel knife, and was about to rush towards Xiao Liu'er.
But a tall figure next to him suddenly stopped in front of Liu Ruyi. It was the old man who used the iron rod. The other person pulled out a nearly one meter long boning knife from his leather boots and pointed it at Liu Ruyi.
Ruyi made a face and walked towards Xiao Liuer with a ferocious smile!
"I will fight with you!" Liu Ruyi went completely crazy. He raised his hand and stabbed his old man in the chest with a knife, hoping to kill him with one blow and kill him completely.
But the more impatient he was, the easier it was for him to reveal his flaws. In addition, Liu Ruyi was already a little exhausted after charging for most of the night. The old man dodged Liu Ruyi's slightly weak blow, raised his foot, and kicked Liu Ruyi straight away.
After taking seven or eight steps, he fell hard to the ground.
"What a bad day..." Liu Ruyi was about to curse when she suddenly touched a hard oil paper bag stuck to her waist!
"Heaven will not destroy me, God will not destroy me!" Liu Ruyi was overjoyed like crazy, rolled sideways, stood up suddenly, and took out the contents of the oil paper bag.