Before Xia Xun could finish a sentence, he was surrounded by a flesh screen. Countless pairs of fists poured down like raindrops. In just one breath and one breath, Xia Xun was knocked down, followed by countless pairs of big feet, headless and faceless.
Kick him down.
Peng Ziqi was sitting in her boudoir in the back house, sulking. There were people guarding her door in front of and behind her house, and she couldn't get out at all. She had tried every means in the past few days, crying, and no one believed her.
Like a tomboy, Zi Qi, who follows his brothers crazy, climbs walls, plays with slingshots, digs out bird's nests, and swims in rivers, doing everything he wants, will shed tears? What a liar.
"Let's make a fuss? Let's make a fuss. Our Peng family is a big place. A village is like a village. You can make fun of it as you like. If you don't make a fuss, it won't be lively. If you are tired, you can still eat two more bowls of rice!" This is what her father said to her.
Said.
"Hang yourself? Don't be ridiculous. Even if you hang yourself, she won't hang herself." This is what her grandfather said to her grandmother.
In desperation, Peng Ziqi finally used her trump card. She solemnly declared to her aunts, aunts and concubines: "I am pregnant with Yang Xu's child!"
This move worked as expected. In a moment, her father and her grandfather came running over like hot wheels. One of them held her left hand, the other held her right hand, and gave her a call.
Pulse, Mr. Peng tossed his sleeves and went to play chess with his biological father, Mrs. Peng.
Peng Ziqi's biological father, Peng Yuning, and Peng Dazhuang, blowing his beard and glaring at her, shouted at her: "Give birth! Give birth to me! You stinky girl, do you want to piss me off to death? Just give birth if you can! You can give birth to a baby
Come on, Dan, even if you are capable!"
Peng Ziqi was very resentful: "Oh, when I am with my husband, let alone love every night, it seems that I have not had a few days of leisure, why haven't I done it yet? If I have a child...are you afraid that my father will not give in?"
Peng Ziqi stroked his flat belly and could only complain that his belly was not as good as it could be.
Peng Ziqi was not very sad. She was a very optimistic girl. She simply felt that since Xia Xun had agreed to marry her, there would be no resistance in her family. Maybe her father was just angry that she had gone beyond etiquette by running away with her husband.
Well, when he gets angry, he will naturally agree to his marriage.
Peng Ziqi didn't expect that because of Xia Xun's identity as a royal guard, this incident would alarm even the old man Peng Yingyu. He single-handedly supported Peng Yingyu, a powerful figure in the generation, and even Xu Shouhui, the emperor of the Tianwan Empire. Although he has no power now,
Kebao has a huge family property and many descendants. These are what he values the most. How can he care about the marriage of a small child?
He immediately ordered that Zi Qi should not have any contact with that Ming Dynasty imperial sword officer.
Monk Peng disdained the idea of marrying a daughter to gain official power. He was someone who had a rivalry with Zhu Yuanzhang. At the same time, the Peng family's brand of the White Lotus Sect could never be washed away, so it was indeed inappropriate to establish such a close relationship with someone from the government.
At this time, there was still a clear barrier between the White Lotus cult and the government. Unlike later during the Zhengde period, after repeated failures, the leader of the White Lotus cult, Li Fuda, simply bought an official position and sneaked into the court. In the Qing Dynasty, they simply recruited court officials to join the cult.
But this time, it became a difficult obstacle for Xia Xun and Peng Ziqi, who originally thought it was easy.
Xia Xun woke up. When he woke up, he found that the sky was blue and white clouds were blooming. Before he could figure out where he was, a huge horse's face appeared in his sight. The horse's face came over and stretched out his arms.
She took out her tongue, licked his face very affectionately, and then snorted with a "pop".
Xia Xun, with a bruised nose and face, struggled to get up, looked at the closed door of the Peng family in front of him, and secretly smiled bitterly: "I wanted to move people with my love, but I didn't know that the Peng brothers don't watch romance movies, so what should I do...
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"Stop! Don't go!"
In Jinan Prefecture, on the streets of a busy city, a team of patrol inspectors led a large number of civilians and suddenly rushed over and surrounded a house. Within a moment, the sound of fighting rang out from the house. A group of people rushed out from inside, broke through the siege, and headed toward the city.
He rushed toward the door, and the policemen behind him chased after him loudly and loudly.
A group of patrolling officers and soldiers suddenly turned around on the street in front. When they saw this situation, they immediately surrounded them. They were blocked in front and pursued by soldiers in the back. The wounded men could not run away. There was a fierce battle between them.
The men with sticks and weapons were no match for the elite officers and soldiers, and the dead and injured were scattered in a single blow.
Some people cried bitterly and abandoned their weapons and surrendered, while others were brave enough to be killed by the officers and soldiers on the spot. In the end, only three people were left standing back to back and resisting. At this time, the surroundings were full of officers, soldiers and policemen, and the people were strong.
, there was no way to escape, and the three people couldn't help but have a look of despair in their eyes.
A senior official, supported by the police, came forward and said sternly: "You are the four king kongs under Niu Buye, right? There are only three of the four king kongs left, why don't you give up your weapons and surrender!"
One of them raised a bloody steel knife and shouted loudly: "We, the General Master, set up Xiangtang to accept disciples in order to uphold justice for heaven and save all sentient beings, and only to cut off evil. You minions of the imperial court know that you have
Sir, don’t you know that the world is not a world for one person, but a world for benevolent people. It is for the virtuous to live in, and for the ungrateful to lose. Huang Tian should die, and the sky should stand. It won’t take long..."
"shut up!"
The official official shouted sternly: "What you say sounds nice, is it true that the current emperor is unjust? Think about what the world was like a few decades ago? The people had no means of living, and they exchanged their children for food! Look at the world now, the world is peaceful and the people are happy, you don't
Live a good life, but you have to use some heretical techniques to confuse people's hearts, trick and coerce the gentry and good people into joining a cult, and force them to donate property for you and others to enjoy, and you still talk about doing justice for heaven! Bah! Put down your swords and guns immediately, and wait for the sanctions of the country's laws!"
The big man suddenly saw a timid outsider standing behind the official, who was my disciple named Li Siyi. He immediately understood why they had been exposed, and couldn't help but became furious and cursed: "Bah! Li Siyi, you
You traitor like a dog! Mr. Hui will never let you go! I am an old mother with no life, my hometown is empty, kill, kill, kill!"
As he spoke, he raised his steel knife and rushed toward the official.
The big push officer was angry, his face darkened, he slashed down with his palm, and shouted: "If you persist, kill me!"
The archers immediately released arrows, and the man danced the sword in his hand like a wheel, but it could not reach the state of invulnerability. First, his left eye was hit by an arrow, which penetrated deep into the eye socket, and then several more arrows hit it.
His face, chest, this man was unwilling to give in, but could no longer hold up, and fell to the ground.
"Big Brother!"
The two White Lotus cultists from behind rushed towards them. Minzhuang waved his scratching hook and slashed at their feet. The scratching hook used by Minzhuang was like a long sickle. The sickle blade was extremely sharp. A cut was made on his body, and he was cut.
It cuts into the ankle and can cut off the hamstring in one go.
Seven or eight scratching hooks are coming, how can the two people resolve it? At this time, the yellow sky is about to die, the sky is about to stand, and the protection of Lema Buddha, who can avoid all disasters of water, fire, swords, and soldiers, all have no effect. The scratching hook comes to the body,
The two men screamed and fell to the ground. Those people didn't care whether they lived or died. They just put a sharp scratching hook on their bodies and dragged them over forcefully.
The detectives immediately pounced on them fiercely and tied them up with iron chains and ropes...
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The captured religious bandits were escorted by officers and soldiers, and the ordinary people who had just stayed away from them crowded over again, pointing and pointing at the excitement.
Xu Huan, the second manager of the Liu Mansion in Jinan, had just entered the city after picking up his cousin Wang Yiyuan. He saw soldiers, patrols, and strong people escorting a group of blood-stained people past. Wang Jingangnu was surprised and said: "Cousin, what's going on?
What's going on?"
Xu Huandao: "Hey, it's not the White Lotus sect bandits who are causing the trouble. The White Lotus sect bandits in Shaanxi are rebelling. You know this, right?"
The Vajra slave's eyes flashed slightly, and he nodded and said: "I know, along the way, I saw that the checkpoints at various passes were much stricter than before, and they all said they were arresting the White Lotus Cult. These people...are they the White Lotus Cult?"
Xu Huandao: "No, you can't live a good life, you have to rebel. Is it impossible to survive in this world? Hey! If you don't think about wealth and glory, become king and hegemony, and don't weigh yourself, this emperor will be like this to everyone.
What can be done?”
There was a sneer on the corner of the Vajra slave's mouth, and he responded calmly: "Yes, these religious bandits use coercion and inducement to coerce the people, plot evil, and commit chaos. They really deserve to be killed."
Xu Huandao: "Don't say it, but then again, the people of the White Lotus Sect are not all criminals. It is said that after they join the sect, the wealth gained from the sect will be equally divided, and those who practice the sect will wear it.
We have no distinction between food and clothing, we help each other when we are in trouble, we die when we are in trouble, and we can travel around the world without holding on to a single penny. Of course ordinary people like it, and they support each other."
The vajra slave said with some surprise: "My cousin is very familiar with their teachings?"
Xu Huandao: "Hey, White Lotus cult bandits are being arrested everywhere now. Do I still know? The government has organized scholars from the government schools to tell us about the White Lotus cult in the city all day long. But, their power
When they get older, they will inevitably use their power to bully others. Are all their members being bullied? Not necessarily. When there is a dispute between neighbors, they will naturally help their relatives but ignore them.
Besides, those scoundrels, idlers, and thieves are the ones who like to form gangs the most. Once they join the cult, hey! Needless to say, there are also some White Lotus cult leaders who are greedy for lewdness, disguise themselves as ghosts, and trick rich gentry into joining the cult, and then treat them.
Extortion and extortion, forcing them to donate their family property. This is just bullying others and doing evil among the people. After they have been pretending to be gods for a long time and deceived a large number of people, their greed will naturally become bigger. At this time, they want to become kings and emperors, and they will rebel. Shaanxi
This is not the case for Tian Jiucheng.
I think back when our Emperor Hongwu fought against the Mongols, the territory was so huge, with millions of soldiers and horses, and thousands of generals. He was always called the king but not the emperor. It was not until he defeated all the powerful enemies that he ascended the throne.
, what about them? That Tian Jiucheng, who summoned a bunch of mud-legged people and occupied a mountain top, dared to call himself the emperor? He is not afraid of people’s ridicule! "