King Li Tian was afraid that the clues would be discovered, so he did not go back immediately. Instead, he went to the home of Xu Gun, the fifth master, to have a drink.
He ate until nightfall and the moon was high in the sky, then he left drunkenly.
Returning to his house, Li Tianwang staggered all the way into the back room.
Li Heihu was only wearing his underwear, and his thick black hair was draped wetly over his shoulders, as if he had just taken a shower.
In terms of facial features alone, Li Heihu is not very refined, but his phoenix eyes and cold temperament make people feel a desire to conquer.
Sitting in front of the dowry, looking from behind, the curve looks like a gourd.
Starting from the shoulders, slowly tighten along the waist, and then suddenly open downwards to form half a millstone.
hiss!
King Li Tian took a deep breath and felt a surge of anger in his heart.
Relying on the strength of his drink, he slowly stepped forward.
Li Heihu had heard the footsteps long ago, but he was too lazy to pay attention. He picked up a comb and combed his hair while thinking about the previously discussed matters in his mind.
It is not difficult to start an incident. It can even be said to be easy.
When the people at the bottom cannot survive, as long as someone stands up and raises their arms, countless people will immediately respond.
Throughout ancient times and modern times, peasant rebellions have been like this.
The difficulty lies in how to withstand the imperial encirclement and suppression after the uprising and develop and grow.
Li Heihu didn't like Gao Tuoshan and Zhang Di at all. These people were just pawns thrown out to attract the attention of the court.
The so-called 300,000 people gathered on the ground may seem huge, but as soon as the Western Army arrives, they will be beaten to pieces in an instant.
As strong as Fang La, he defeated fifty-two counties in six states. At his peak, he had an army of half a million men.
The results of it?
It only took a total of more than a year for the Western Army to move from Qinfeng Road to return to the capital.
Excluding the time spent on the road, less than half a year was actually used for fighting.
Therefore, the ending of Gao Tuoshan and Zhang Di was doomed from the beginning.
Li Heihu's expectation for them is to delay it as long as possible to buy time for himself.
Suddenly, a figure flashed through her mind.
The figure is tall, holding a black horse spear and carrying five armor-piercing swords.
Han Er!
Although this man was guarding a small village with no more than five hundred soldiers, and his armor was made of bamboo, Li Heihu did not underestimate him.
Accumulate food widely, build walls high, and slowly become king!
Everyone can understand these nine words, but few can do it.
Just in response to Mr. Yin's words, all the heroes were dormant in the deep pool at that time, waiting for the storm to come, and then they would emerge from the mountain and soar into the sky.
While thinking, a strong smell of alcohol hit his nose, and Li Heihu couldn't help but frown.
Standing behind, looking at the staggering gourd-shaped curve, Li Tianwang felt his mouth go dry.
He was still a little worried about his wife.
However, at this moment, drunkenness and cowardice made King Li not care so much, and said softly: "Madam, it's late at night, let's take a rest."
Being disturbed in his thoughts, Li Heihu felt unhappy and said coldly: "Go to your concubine and don't bother me."
In the past, when she scolded him like this, Li Tianwang would have gone to the next door room to find his concubine in despair.
But today, he didn't move.
I saw Li Tianwang looking struggling, so he simply changed his mind and said loudly: "Madam, are we married and married couples who have paid homage to each other? How is it that we sleep in separate rooms every day?"
After they got married, they could only sleep with their concubine in their arms. What man could bear this kind of anger?
As he spoke, he stretched out his big hand and touched Li Heihu's shoulder.
"I'm committed to sleeping with you tonight."
Glancing at the big hand on his shoulder, Li Heihu's eyes flashed with a hint of coldness.
I saw her slowly raising her hand and covering it with her big hand on her shoulder.
Seeing this scene, King Li Tian thought that his wife was planning to obey him, and he felt happy.
However, the next moment.
Li Heihu's white and slender hands turned into tiger claws at this moment, tightly grasping the pulse gate on Li Tianwang's wrist.
Before he could recover, Li Heihu twisted his seemingly slender waist and stood up suddenly. He twisted his entire arm behind his back and locked it. His other small hand, also in the shape of a tiger's claw, reached for his armpit.
Immediately afterwards, he raised his toes upwards, like a sharp knife stabbing his popliteal fossa.
The whole set of movements is smooth and flowing, with a unique sense of beauty.
Li Tianwang only felt a heartbreaking pain coming from the popliteal fossa of his right leg. His knees softened uncontrollably and he knelt on the ground on one knee.
"ah!"
Li Tianwang roared and was about to break free, but he saw that the small hands clasped at his pulse gate and armpit suddenly exerted force. An indescribable pain rushed straight to his brain. Half of his body was numb and he could not move.
Under the severe pain, a layer of dense cold sweat broke out on Li Tianwang's forehead.
Now that he had sobered up, he was frightened and frightened. He begged for mercy again and again: "Madam, I was wrong, I was wrong. I drank some horse urine tonight and my heart was clouded by lard. Please spare me this time." stop."
"snort!"
Li Heihu snorted coldly, with murderous intent in his cold tone: "Next time, I won't be lenient. Get out!"
After saying that, she let go of her arms, sat down on her own, and continued to pick up the wooden comb to comb her hair.
King Li Tianwang got up in embarrassment and ran out of the inner room.
All the way back to the next room, a pretty young woman immediately came to greet her.
This little woman is his concubine, named Xiaolian.
Xiaolian was originally from Jinan Prefecture. When she returned to her hometown to visit relatives, she was kidnapped and taken to the mountain by the Black Mountain bandits. King Li Tianwang begged for it for a long time before Li Heihu rewarded her as a concubine.
Seeing his frightened expression and his head covered in cold sweat, Xiaolian asked with concern: "What's going on with Alang?"
King Li Tian scolded: "Don't ask any more questions. Go get me a basin of water."
"Slave, go right now."
Xiaolian responded, picked up the copper basin and went out.
This well-behaved appearance is in sharp contrast to Li Heihu.
Li Tianwang sat on the bed, getting more and more angry as he thought about it.
What happened just now was like a fire break, igniting the resentment that had been accumulated in the past.
The words of Lei Han, the fourth master, could not help but come to mind.
"The wife that the media is marrying? Don't deceive yourself. Has she ever thought you were your husband?"
It's funny to say that over the years since they got married, the two of them have been sleeping in separate rooms.
Never allow yourself to participate in discussing important matters in the village.
His husband-in-law is actually worse than outsiders like Mr. Yin and Sun Zhi!
In front of outsiders, he showed no mercy at all and scolded him casually.
When he thought of the disdain and ridicule in the eyes of those heads, Li Tianwang felt a surge of humiliation in his heart, and his whole face turned red.
"Since you don't care about the relationship between husband and wife, don't blame me."
Li Tianwang clenched his fists, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes.
…
Back room.
After King Li Tian fled in embarrassment, a woman stepped in.
The woman was over forty years old, and her facial features vaguely resembled Li Heihu's.
"aunt."
Seeing the woman, Li Heihu called out.
The woman asked: "Did you quarrel again?"
She just heard a loud roar, and when she rushed over, she saw King Li running out of the back room in embarrassment.
"Um."
Li Heihu nodded and did not deny it.
"It's time to change your strong temper."
The woman sighed and advised earnestly: "Nanjia, I know you don't like him, and I also complain about your father's arrangements in your heart. But Chen Ping is your husband after all, and this man only needs to live with dignity, especially In front of outsiders, you should always take care of his face."
"I understand."
Li Heihu responded perfunctorily.
Seeing her look like this, the woman knew that she didn't listen at all, and said helplessly: "Oh, my eldest brother has raised you as a boy since you were a child, and you have suffered a lot these years. As long as your brothers argue with each other, the burden will not fall on you." On the shoulders.”
Li Heihu couldn't hear these words and frowned: "Auntie, why do you have to say this? I am living a good life now."
"Okay, okay, aunt won't say anything anymore."
The woman immediately stopped and warned: "It's getting late, you should rest early."
After watching his aunt leave, Li Heihu sat for a while. When his hair was dry, he got up and blew out the oil lamp, then went to the bed and lay down.
In the darkness, Li Heihu was not sleeping, and kept his eyes open in a daze.
Since childhood, her father has often whispered in her ears.
Zhao Song is the life and death enemy of my Li family.
Destroy my family and country, destroy my ancestral temple, bully my ancestors, and rape my ancestors...
All kinds of evil deeds are too numerous to describe.
And she has always had the goal of overthrowing Zhao Song as her life goal. Other than that, she has no other thoughts in her heart.
Now the opportunity finally came, but she felt confused again.
If Zhao Song can really be overthrown, then what?
But this daze was quickly dispelled by her, she closed her eyes forcefully and forced herself to fall asleep.
…
The next day.
At dawn, Li Heihu got up.
She tied her long hair high behind her head with a ribbon, put on a pure white samurai uniform, washed herself, and came to the school grounds carrying her zanma sword.
Pulling out the long knife, Li Heihu held the knife with both hands, stepped forward with his right foot, and then stamped the ground violently.
The raised sword was also swung down, causing a harsh sound of breaking wind.
Swinging five hundred swords every day has been an unbreakable habit for fifteen years since he was a child.
Although his body looks slender and thin, if he takes off his coat, he can see that his arms and lower abdomen are covered with strong muscles.
Except for monsters like Han Zhen, no one can achieve success overnight.
The so-called strong martial arts is just the result of sweat and sweat.
By the time the five hundred swords were swung, the sun had just risen.
Li Heihu was breathing heavily, holding his sword and standing on the top of the mountain to quietly enjoy the beautiful sunrise.
At this moment, the head of Heishan Village had a calm expression on his face, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a faint smile hanging on his face.
Watching the sunrise is the most pleasant and relaxing moment of her day.
"The boss!"
At this moment, Mr. Yin's voice sounded behind him.
After glancing at Hongri greedily, Li Heihu turned his head and returned to his usual cold appearance.
"What's the matter?"
"The black kite sent an urgent report. Zhang Shuye couldn't sit still and prepared to send troops to quell the rebellion." Mr. Yin replied.
Given his nature, he couldn't help but feel excited at this moment.
Li Heihu's eyes narrowed and he asked, "Are you sure?"
Mr. Yin nodded and said: "It's confirmed. The Xingde Army will launch in three to five days at most."
It is impossible for ordinary people to know the decision of the prefect of a prefecture, but as a spy, he naturally has his own channels.
Moreover, the deployment of an army is not that simple.
As the saying goes, before the soldiers and horses move, food and grass go first.
Careful people can often know the recent situation simply by looking at the fluctuations in food prices in the city.
"good!"
Li Heihu raised his chin slightly and said energetically: "Inform the leaders to organize the army and practice martial arts!"
(End of chapter)
