"Can you please keep your fucking voice down! I almost got killed by you!"
Liu Bang complained to Wang De dissatisfied. He didn't even look where he was talking. Where is this?
This damn city belongs to the Jin people!
Wang Yaksha touched his head and smiled, and saw that the emperor had taken him to hide in a corner, but he still followed an old man with white hair.
He glared angrily: "What do you want your father to do?"
Not only was the old man not frightened by the man's ugly appearance, but he shouted from a few steps away:
"You're rude, you dare to slander me, Daikin."
"If you tell the people in the Yamen what you said... hum."
Wang De just wanted to scold him, but Liu Bang caught him.
The emperor took a step forward and said with a smile:
"Old man, are you a golden man?"
The old man stroked his beard and said, "What you say is so strange. Since I live north of the Huaihe River, Shouzhou is also a county under the rule of the Jin Kingdom. I am not a Jin person. How can I still be a Song person?"
Seeing that Liu Bang didn't speak, he continued:
"Don't say so much. I heard everything you just said. If you don't want the officials to know..."
The expression on his face was exactly the same as that day when Lao Wangtou asked for bribes from Daoji and his disciples.
Liu Bang looked up at the moon and whispered a few instructions to Wang De. Wang Yaksha instantly seemed like a different person.
His eyes were so wide open that the bloodshot eyes seemed to burst out, the veins in his neck popped out, and his whole body was trembling slightly.
"You kid...couldn't you be scared?"
Wang De opened his mouth and smiled: "You have underestimated me."
"He's just a bastard from the Kingdom of Jin. How can I be afraid?"
"To tell you the truth, I am happy."
"Happy?"
Liu Bang didn't know this man's hobby at this time, but he didn't want to worry too much, so he asked him to call someone quickly, so that he could almost start.
When Wang De left, only his two sons Wang Qi and Wang Shun were left watching beside the emperor... People said that a father and his son go into battle. This sentence is vividly reflected in the Wang family and his son. Whenever they go into battle to kill the enemy, the three of them will People are never separated.
Needless to say, although Wang De is ugly, looking at the appearance of his two sons, he must be very lucky.
After Wang De walked away, Liu Bang looked at the old man again:
"If you say this, then if Shouzhou returns to the Song Dynasty one day, you will be a Song Dynasty again?"
The old man spat on the ground:
"You kid is talking nonsense! You want to frame me!"
"Don't say that Shouzhou can't return to the Song Dynasty. Even if it does, what will happen? I am a Jin man, so I am a Jin man. Can I still recognize the second father?"
"Hurry up and spend a hundred and eighty dollars to seal my mouth as soon as possible. Otherwise, I will definitely go to the prefect to sue you and get you into a huge lawsuit!"
This old man really deserves a beating, so it's up to me to collect the money.
But at this time, Liu Bang didn't want to get too entangled with him, so he reached out and touched...
Apart from the armor he was wearing, there was nothing left.
Speaking of armor, this is another rare object found by Liu Bang.
This thing is neither copper nor iron, nor rattan nor wood, but actually made of paper!
The people of the Song Dynasty were really smart. They could make armor from something so thin that was used for writing. It was indestructible with knives and could not be penetrated by swords. It was also much easier to wear.
Having said that, Liu Bang asked the two Wang brothers for money again. The two were stunned and shook their heads.
Anyone who goes out to kill people must have money with them.
The old man saw through their embarrassment at a glance, and without further ado he shouted:
"Zhang Yasi, Zhang Yasi! The little old man has something to say!"
Liu Bang hurriedly stepped forward and stopped him: "You old man, when did I say that I would give you less money?"
The old man's mouth was raised to the sky: "Then you will give it!"
"Give……"
Another gong sounded, and the Mid-Autumn Poetry Festival in Shouzhou had reached the second half.
Everyone has written poems, and the police have all posted them.
Soon, the winner tonight will be determined.
And the first...
There was a tael of silver donated by merchants in the city as a prize. This was agreed upon from the beginning, and the money was always placed on the table.
Liu Bang took a look and said to the old man:
"Wait! Wait until I take the money off the table and give it to you!"
The old man obviously didn't believe it: "You can't get anywhere with what you say!"
"I have read a lot of poetry and books, but you are so old that you didn't recognize it because of your old eyesight."
The old man did not fall behind: "If you read poetry and books, I might as well believe that the Song army will come in soon."
"If you don't let me try it, you will really lose all your coins."
As soon as he saw it, Liu Bang strode onto the stage.
Everyone's poems have been written and are now posted on the wooden board below. Magistrate Xiao is leading a group of people to taste them.
Except for the two policemen and the money, there were not many people on the stage.
Liu Bang originally wanted to be polite, but when he saw that Wang De had walked over from the street, he simply stopped being polite.
With one hand, he grabbed the silver in his hand.
"Where did the thief come from? He was so poor that he stole from the Yamen!"
It was already very sudden to see someone running up to him, and everyone's attention was attracted to him.
But no one expected that he would go directly to get the money!
No matter how good-tempered Magistrate Xiao was, he was still a little angry at this time.
This is not withdrawing money, this is simply withdrawing his official reputation!
"Get it quickly!"
As soon as these words came out, Liu Bang stopped him:
"slow!"
Then he asked: "What is this money used for?"
"It's the prize for being ranked first in the poetry club... What does this have to do with you!"
"I am the number one in the poetry club. This money belongs to me. Why can't I take it?"
He said "I" in one word, and Magistrate Xiao hated him for despising him.
Hearing him say that he was the first in the poetry club, he sneered:
"The results of the competition have not yet been determined. Where are you number one? What did you write and where did you post it!"
Liu Bang chuckled and saw someone pushing a few more cars behind Wang De... There was everyone's business there.
"I didn't write it."
"Take it!"
"But, I can recite it with you. When I finish reciting it, you will know whether I am number one."
As he said this, regardless of whether Magistrate Xiao agreed or not, Liu Bang recalled in his mind that day when he was drinking with everyone in Lin'an City.
At that time, he was not fragmented yet... Even if he was fragmented, he would never forget this matter.
He first cleared his throat, then took a deep breath, and recited extremely calmly:
"Manjianghong..."
Magistrate Xiao scolded: "This is a poetry meeting. When did you say we would compare poems and poems?"
"Shut up you bitch!"
Liu Bang's emotions that had finally been brewing were interrupted, and he cursed very dissatisfiedly.
The old man who was begging for money was so frightened that he didn't expect that he would be begging for money from a madman, but he didn't want to be implicated by him!
He scolded everyone again into silence, and Xiao Gong... actually calmed down a bit.
This person...could he be some noble person in disguise?
I just heard that a noble man came from the north... The last time the Sizhou magistrate entertained Zhang Tonggu who went south, he had his eyes gouged out because he neglected him.
Because he is said to be a dog looking down on others.
I can't figure out the origin of this person now...but he is so arrogant, or he is really a madman.
Otherwise, there must be something to rely on.
If he is really a lunatic, let's see what he says first, and then it won't be too late to take him down.
But if it is really that noble person...
Xiao Gong already had a plan in mind and stopped the police officers who were eager to try.
There was no one to disturb him this time, and Liu Bang was very satisfied.
Then he continued: "The river is full of red, expressing my feelings."
"I am so angry that I lean on the railing, and the rain breaks. I look up and roar to the sky, my heart is strong..."
Although his voice was calm and tight, these words...
If you don’t tell me whether it’s good or not, how can it have anything to do with the moon?
Since everyone in the audience dared to come to the poetry meeting, they were all educated. This person only wrote lyrics, and he also wrote a poem that had nothing to do with the moon.
No matter how well written it is, it is still off topic.
Furthermore, on the occasion of such a reunion, he read something so tragic. For a moment, the audience was filled with boos.
Liu Bang didn't care about them at all, or he never cared about them.
He had missed it for a long time, but that day Yue Fei sang this song and was scolded by him.
Naturally, it was not directed at Yue Fei, but because he asked others whether they thought this song "Man Jiang Hong" was better or that song "Big Wind Song" was better.
In the end, "Big Wind" lost to "Man Jiang Hong" by a slim vote. Everyone said that Liu Bang's song was after he became famous, and now the Song Dynasty... Yue Fei's song is more in line with everyone's aspirations.
In this way, he never read this poem once.
But it has been repeated in my heart thousands of times.
Now that he had the chance to read it out, he naturally spoke loudly:
"Thirty years of success and fame are dust and dust, and eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. Don't wait for a moment. The young man's head will turn gray, and it will be empty and sad."
He didn't know how Zhao Gou and the Song Dynasty forced a general to do this.
He didn't know why, despite this, this person hadn't rebelled yet.
He only knew that no matter what time, a general should not be forced to this point.
A general can die on the battlefield, fail, fail, surrender or even rebel.
The only thing is, you can't be bullied like this.
Seeing Wang De installing the several-foot-high shelf, he raised it high.
Everyone exclaimed for a while, but no one thought it was anything.
I just thought that Magistrate Xiao was generous and invited a fireworks artist.
And Wang De lived up to expectations and brought the fire folding piece to the edge of the copper wire...
Soon, the night, already illuminated by the moon, became even more sparkling.
After finishing this errand, Wang Yaksha's attention returned to the stage.
He smiled at the emperor: "I told you before that I was studying, so I really didn't lie to you... Besides, how dare I dare to lie to you."
"Take this poem as an example, I also know it."
After listening to his words, everyone became even more contemptuous of the man on the stage.
It turns out that he had already made something, so no matter what, he couldn't get the first place in the Moon Chanting Poetry Club.
In fact, this poem shouldn’t be number one, right?
Such sadness really ruins the beauty of this wonderful holiday!
Wang De ignored the voices of others and continued what the emperor was saying, loudly reciting:
"The shame of Jingkang has not yet been resolved. The hatred of the ministers, when will it be destroyed!"
When he spoke properly, his voice was loud and tight. If it wasn't like this, there would be no chance for the old man to blackmail him.
But now, he roared with all his strength, which made the ears of others swell.
But it’s not just the ears that are swollen?
This word...
The content of "Man Jiang Hong" has nothing to do with the moon.
This is simply...rebellion!
No matter how stupid you were to read "Jingkang Shame" in the city of Dajin Kingdom, Magistrate Xiao had already realized it at this time.
He was about to ask someone to take down these bad guys, but soon, other voices sounded around him.
“Driving a long car, we can traverse the gap in Helan Mountain!”
The voice seemed to be right next to his ears, and Xiao Gong was so frightened that he almost collapsed to the ground.
"The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty for laughter!"
Not just one, not just two.
That's a hundred, a thousand voices!
Fear comes from the unknown.
Now everyone in Shouzhou City is terrified.
Everyone was looking around them, and everyone felt as if the person reciting this word was right next to them.
Liu Bang was not angry at all when Wang Yaksha stole his limelight.
Mainly just thinking about stuff alone, which is indeed a bit silly.
But when a group of people recited this thing, they seemed to have a different feeling.
It is infinite momentum and infinite power.
This Shouzhou city is full of "Man Jiang Hong", but it seems that there is more than just "Man Jiang Hong".
Like a burst of energy, he rushed out of Shouzhou City and rushed directly into the sky, trying to wash down the moon.
Liu Bang listened to the shouts of killing outside the city, and looked at Wang De's ugly face much more pleasing to his eyes.
"From the beginning..."
He recited one sentence, and Wang De followed:
"Stay from the beginning,"
Wang De said one sentence, and thousands of voices followed:
"Stay from the beginning,"
So, Shouzhou City moved.
"Clean up the old mountains and rivers..."
"Chaotianque!"
By the time this last sentence was spoken, Xiao Gong had completely sat on the ground. The sounds of killing were heard outside, but in the city... thousands of people suddenly pulled out their swords and immediately subdued the people in the city. The messenger immediately went towards the city gate to kill.
Wang De chuckled, grabbed the head of the Oshi next to him with both hands, and then gently twisted it left and right...
Then he cut off the man's head... The blood splattered everywhere, making everyone else covered in blood and Wang De's face turned bright red.
His appearance was already ugly, but now it had an extra layer of color, and he really looked like a man-eating demon crawling out of hell.
At this time, Liu Bang truly understood the meaning of his 'Yaksha'.
I have killed a lot of people, and I have seen a lot of people who were killed and people who killed.
But someone like Wang De kills people like squeezing ants, and he enjoys it to the fullest while killing people.
It is indeed rare.
No wonder, the dog-hearted Hui said he was happy.
It turns out that killing people really excites him.
Look at his two sons... Although they are still by Liu Bang's side, they are staring at their father.
That expression was exactly the same as the expression on Wang De's face when Liu Bang ordered Wang De to take action just now.
It's just that they are better looking than Wang De, so they don't look so scary.
Forget it, don't hold it back.
Liu Bang whispered: "Don't touch the people, only kill the golden people."
As if they had received amnesty, the two of them didn't even take their knives. They just chopped off the wooden railing next to them with their hands. One of them took a piece of it, and then rushed towards the golden soldiers who came to support them.
This sight made the Emperor of Song Dynasty feel a little confused.
They all say that the Jin people are cruel, but no matter how you look at it, these people are even more cruel than the Jin people.
Seeing the old man in the corner with a wooden sign blocking his body, Liu Bang smiled, took the silver from the table, and walked towards him.
(End of chapter)
