The middle-aged man said, "You don't remember, but we don't. I'm here to remind you that you promised the Old Chief that you would carry on his dying wish and bring the Qing Tian Village to greater heights. When the time is right, you would lead us to attack the capital and drive the Tatars out of the Central Plains, so that we can also become Emperors and Princes. Your words are still ringing in my ears! Now that you've broken your promise, God can't punish you, but everyone will die. How can you face the Old Chief when you're in the underworld? "
Lu Qian said, "I have my own difficulties, you won't understand."
Another young man unsheathed his saber and sneered, "You have difficulties? What difficulties? "He turned his saber and pointed it at An Yesun," It's because of this person, isn't it? You listen to whatever he says. Is he your father or your grandfather? If each of us goes forward and slashes him, it's enough to cut him into pieces! The Qing Tian Village's rule is that no deserter is allowed on the battlefield. Even if we die in battle, we won't surrender, and we won't take a step back! Anyway, as long as we kill him, there won't be so much nonsense. Let's fight together! "
An Yesun said indifferently, "Chief Lu, your men are a little stubborn. You'd better do their work as soon as possible." Lu Qian smiled apologetically, "Yes, I'll do it right away." He turned around and said, "Brothers …"
Cheng Jiahua sneered, "Why do you have to go through so much trouble?" He unsheathed his sword and waved it around his palm, creating a ball of light. A few bandits did not have time to react. They did not expect the Second Chief to kill them. They all had their throats slit. Blood splattered everywhere, and their weapons were thrown to the ground. Some fell backward, some fell forward. Lu Qian was shocked, "You … you …" Cheng Jiahua pointed the tip of his sword at the center of the circle of corpses. He said coldly, "Look carefully, whoever dares to offend the Fallen King, say one word to refuse the offer of enlistment, and sway the people's hearts, these are your examples!"
An Yesun said, "Kid, you are promising." Cheng Jiahua bowed and said, "Thank you very much for Yun Wang's praise."
An old man dressed in purple came out from the crowd. His eyes were wide open in anger. He slammed the crutch in his hand heavily on the ground and shouted, "Cheng Jiahua!" The old man's name was Ji Shang. He was the sworn brother of the old chief and was highly respected in the clan. Cheng Jiahua glanced at him and said frivolously, "So it's Old Master Ji who has spoken. What advice do you have for me?"
Ji Shang snorted heavily. He raised his walking stick and pointed at the empty space in front of him. He said angrily, "Do you still remember that you knelt here and kowtowed to beg the chief to take you in? I was the one who strongly objected! I've always been a good judge of character. Judging from your tone, you're just a brute who's trying to be brave. In the depths of your eyes, you're evasive and sneaky. You're born with a cunning heart. When there's nothing going on, you'll be the first one to fly away. Later on, you abandoned your master and were taken in as a disciple by the chief. He even made you the second-in-command. I was the one who tried to dissuade you! As the saying goes, a teacher for a day is a father for life. That Kongtong Sect Taoist who taught you martial arts is no different from your second father. For your own benefit, you could easily betray him. As a disciple, you don't respect your master. As a son, you're not filial. Looking at small things as big as big makes me even more certain of my previous judgment. You're definitely not a good person. Unfortunately, the chief couldn't see clearly and didn't listen to my advice. He insisted on doing things his own way. I could only wring my hands and sigh. But to be fair, for the village to be where it is today, it really can't be helped by your contributions. Only then do I feel a little relieved. I hope I'm not worrying too much. Who would have thought that something that was destined to happen could not be avoided. Who would have thought that you'd try to climb up the higher branches? The old chief single-handedly built the Qing Tian Village and poured his life's work into it! But now it's ruined in the hands of you two little bastards! Forget it, we can only blame ourselves for being too stupid. For once, we became Mr. Dongguo and fed two untrained wolves! "
Cheng Jiahua coldly said, "You'd better watch your words. I've been polite to you because you're a senior member of the village and you're old and weak. But that doesn't mean you can take advantage of your seniority and be uneducated. I'm not trying to destroy the Qing Tian Village, I'm trying to save you. Is your wish to be a bandit for the rest of your life? As the saying goes, the people don't fight with the officials. If the uprising fails, you'll lose your head. Now I'm going to show you a clear path. Whether you're willing to take it or not depends on your awareness. "
Ji Shang angrily said, "I don't need you to warn me! I'll take my own life. Brothers, listen to me clearly. After I die, cremate my body and scatter my ashes on the top of Mount Taihang. Let me see with my own eyes what will happen to you two muddle-headed dogs! I'd rather die than let you touch my body with your dirty hands! It's a pity … I've followed the old master to establish the Qing Tian Village. I've seen it grow from a humble place to a peak, and then from a flourishing place to a declining one. That's enough, that's enough … "His voice trailed off, his body swayed a few times, and then he fell backward.
A few of the bandits nearby called out, "Ji Zhanglao!" They rushed forward to support him. They saw a short sword pierced through his chest, all the way to the hilt. They checked his breathing and found that he was dead. Ji Shang was a highly respected person in the village. Suddenly, the whole mountain was filled with mourning. Lu Qian remembered that since he succeeded the throne, Ji Shang had been assisting him. He didn't find it strange that Lu Qian was young and inexperienced, and patiently taught him. Now that Ji Shang had died with hatred, he still thought that Lu Qian was a despicable person who betrayed his friends for glory. He was afraid that Ji Shang and Cheng Jiahua were in the same category.
Cheng Jiahua loudly said, "Ji Shang committed suicide out of fear of punishment. Do you think this is a courageous act? Do you think it's worth following? Wrong! A bad life is better than a good death. Even if he died and turned into ashes, he still couldn't change the fact in front of you. Whoever wants to follow in his footsteps, please do so! " The bandits gnashed their teeth, they hated the three people in front of them. Only Lu Qian guiltily avoided the gazes filled with hatred.
An Yesun waved his folding fan and said, "Isn't it easy to seek death? But I advise you, if you want to commit suicide, it's best that you all die. Otherwise, if tens of thousands of people come to me and commit suicide one by one, I don't know how long it will take. " Lu Qian's heart ached as if it was being twisted. He sorrowfully said, "Fallen King, take it as this lowly person begging you. My brothers in the village are all homeless and poor people. I beg you to show mercy and allow them to stay here and live. If worse comes to worst, let them make a solemn oath that they will never seek revenge from the imperial family! "
An Yesun coldly snorted and said, "Your face is bigger than the sky." One of the bandits spat and scolded, "You don't need to pretend to be a good person! If he wants to kill us, then kill us. If he has the ability, then kill us all. If one of us escapes, then he won't be able to sleep peacefully every night! "
Cheng Jiahua coldly snorted and said, "Master Lu, they don't appreciate your kindness, yet you still want to plead for their lives?" Lu Qian angrily said, "You have no right to speak here!" Cheng Jiahua curled his lips and spread out his palm.
An Yesun angrily said, "Whatever I say is what it is. You're not allowed to bargain with me! This group of idiots are like maggots attached to bones. Do they think I don't dare to kill them? "
Cheng Jiahua mysteriously smiled and said, "Fallen King, this lowly one has a way." He took out a match from his bosom and lit it. With a flick of his hand, he threw it to the corner of the hall. Then he scattered the other match on the ground. In a flash, a flame half the height of a man rose and burned fiercely. Cheng Jiahua said, "First destroy their base and cut off their escape route. After that, it's up to them whether they want to go down the mountain or stay and live or die with the Qing Tian stockade." Lu Qian angrily said, "Cheng Jiahua, you … are you crazy? I have never treated you unfairly. Are you really willing to destroy the Qing Tian stockade? "
An Yesun looked at the half of the sky that was illuminated by the flames. His face showed a somewhat miserable expression. He thought of the time when Jiang Liechen burned down the Shadowless Mountain Villa. The real and illusory scenes were already blurred. He muttered, "That's ruthless … can you really do it?" He thought of how Shen Shiyun said that Jiang Liechen could not get what he wanted, so his love turned into hatred. He deliberately framed Chu Menglin. For the past six years, he had been thinking about it repeatedly. Although he had already let go of the Xuan Shuang, deep in his heart, he still had some doubts.
Cheng Jiahua said, "If you want to succeed, you should not be tied down by any emotions. What kinship, friendship, love, they are all obstacles in the way. In the face of power, they all have to give way! "An Yesun's mind was shaken. He said in a low voice," What did you say? Are you mocking me? "
Lu Qian was delighted. He thought to himself, "Stinky brat, you are eager to take credit. You flattered the horse's foot. Let's see how you will deal with this. An Yesun loves Chu Menglin to death. For her, he would even give up his life and suffer the pain of love. Now you are saying this to him. If this is not sarcasm, then what is? "
Cheng Jiahua was quick-witted. He said, "What Xiao Ren means is that Yun Wang is the most outstanding. Other people are forced by circumstances to make a choice. But you are able to do it without neglecting both sides. An Yesun's heart was bitter. "Forget it," he said, "You are very good. Your style is ruthless enough, just like me. Let's go. "He stepped around the bandits and quickly walked away. Cheng Jiahua quickly caught up with him. He supported him with an arm and happily said, "According to Yun Wang's honorable wish, you agree to accept Xiao Ren as your disciple?"
An Yesun coldly said, "Even if it comes from my own mouth, if other people want to relay it, they must not miss a single word. But if I did not say it, you are not allowed to make up stories. "" Yes, "Cheng Jiahua said," Xiao Ren obeys. "
An Yesun said, "To tell you the truth, those who bow and scrape in front of me, those who flatter me, are not worthy of my attention. A person cannot be without pride. If you first position yourself as a servant, cautious and cautious, and do everything according to your master's wishes, who will respect you? In life, there is no distinction between high and low. This distinction is created by your own willingness! Today's situation is the law of the jungle. If you want to win respect, you must first make yourself strong. Therefore, as the weak, there is no need to beg for fairness. "
Cheng Jiahua was about to reply out of habit, but he stopped himself in time. Instead of nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice, he said, "Hmm, that makes sense. I understand!"
Lu Qian watched as the flames climbed to the eaves and waves of heat hit him in the face. It was too late to put out the fire. He stamped his foot hard and flashed out of the fire encirclement. "Brothers," he called out, "you have pledged your loyalty to the Qing Tian village. Although it is not loyalty to me, I, Lu Qian, still want to express my gratitude to you. I only want to say a few words. Cheng Jiahua is a traitor to the village, but he was right about one thing. A good man dying on the battlefield, wrapped in horse hide, is indeed a worthy death. But what good is it to throw away one's life here? If begging for death can protect the Qing Tian village, there is no need to say anything more. I will take a knife and slit my own throat with you! Elder Ji committed suicide in front of everybody. I admit that he died a heroic death, but you also have to admit that his death was not worth it. What is the most precious thing in this world? Is it not your own life? When a person dies, everything becomes nothing. What's the point of talking about protecting the village? You can say that I am greedy for life and afraid of death. That's right, I want to live. Only by living can I have hope and dreams! Although I am spurned now, I still advise you to take care of yourselves. After you die, all troubles will be solved. But don't you think about your parents, wives, and children? How miserable would it be for a white-haired person to send off a black-haired person? Isn't our uprising for our relatives and friends, and even for the common people of the world to live a good life? Is it just for ourselves? "
As he was speaking, a cluster of flames burned the bottom of his trousers. Lu Qian dragged his leg on the ground and said, "That's all I have to say. Everyone, think about it carefully! It's not too late to leave now. "As he said that, he quickly chased after Cheng Jiahua and An Yesun. The bandits were in high spirits, but now that they were faced with a prairie fire, not everyone had enough courage to face death. They did not think much and followed down the mountain. By this time the troops were scattered. Several bodies were lying alone on the mountaintop. No one remembered to carry them.
When they were halfway up the mountain, Lu Qian could not help but look back. He saw the whole palace was almost burned into a big ball of fire. The fire had spread to the roof beams and was coiling around the black plaque with the three characters' Qing Tian Village 'engraved on it. It jumped a few times and swept up the last' Qing 'character. The fire on the open space on the mountaintop slowly blocked their line of sight. He expected that in a few years, if anyone came to Taihang Mountain, perhaps they would not even see the ashes of the house.
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