At this time, the wind was howling, there were layers of lead clouds in the sky, the snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the sky and the earth were completely white.
In a small courtyard in the deepest part of Dai Mansion, no one is allowed to approach within thirty steps. There are eight burly men wearing leather armor and holding long knives. They are looking around carefully. All of them have martial arts.
And there are people patrolling the yard with giant mastiff dogs.
This is the Rongshou Garden where Dai Wei, the old man of the Dai family, lives. It is located in the northwest corner of Dai Mansion.
This is a large courtyard with five main rooms, five side rooms, a study room and a small garden.
At this time, heavy snow was falling and the weather suddenly became cold. Dai Weizheng was admiring the snow in the pavilion with Yun Zhenshan, the owner of Yunshui Villa, and Murong Jiu, the owner of Murong Family.
Dai Wei was half-leaning on the soft couch. His temples were white with frost, and he showed his age. Only the shining light in his pupils made people know that he was no ordinary old man.
There was a copper pot warming wine on the stone table in the pavilion. There was no servant waiting on it. There was only an old servant standing outside the pavilion, waiting from a distance.
Yun Zhenshan is wearing a navy blue brocade robe and an iron crown on his head. He is over fifty years old, but he still has a handsome face and a tall and tall figure, but his big hands are hidden in his sleeves.
He stood up from the stone chair and looked far to the south.
"This snow is not bad, it snows so well!"
"With this heavy snowfall, the fighting will stop temporarily."
"We can also take a breather for a while."
When Dai Wei heard this, he felt a little melancholy. He drank a glass of wine and said: "To be honest, the Yuan Dynasty was still relatively clear. That Wokuotai Khan led his army to conquer the north and south. Wherever the army went, it destroyed everything and left no one behind. You can fight with him."
"The Jin Dynasty, which had been arrogant for many years, was defeated in a single battle by 300,000 Mongolian cavalry, and was attacked by the Song Dynasty court. In the blink of an eye, the country was destroyed and the people were destroyed."
"Thinking about this dynasty's luck really makes me shudder!"
In the corner of the pavilion, there was a lady sitting on a soft chair. She had tall temples, a goose-yellow palace skirt around her waist, thin eyebrows and long eyes, and her skin was as delicate as jade, with no trace of time.
She looked at Dai Wei and spoke. There was a coldness in her voice, but it was particularly pleasant. "What do these things have to do with us?"
"In the end, we are just ants in this general situation. It is not easy to survive."
Dai Wei sighed and said: "I also want to be blind to the world's affairs. After all, at such an old age, how long can I live?"
"It's just that in the end we have to consider the future generations who are useless and find a future for them."
"Now the Han court has moved its capital to Lin'an, a corner of the country; the Jin people have retreated to Zhongzhou; the Mongols occupy the north."
"We are now living under the rule of the Mongols. We have already been a thorn in the side of the Song Dynasty. Those hawks and dogs in the Privy Council's computer room have intimidated us, lured us, and even assassinated us in recent years."
"We are in the Northland now, and there are enemies everywhere. If we are not careful, it will lead to the disaster of annihilation. We must not be careless!"
After hearing this, Yun Zhenshan couldn't help but meditate, and his expression became even more gloomy. After a while, he smiled and said: "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. It is not easy for us to survive in this furnace of troubled times."
"Now that we are cooperating with the Mongols, even though we are seeking skin from a tiger, as long as we are cautious, we can still survive."
"It's better than being like those old friends, whose heads are missing, or who are gathering in the mountains and forests to live on the run."
"Ogedei Khan has great talents and strategies, and he is in his prime. I don't think the Great Mongolia will change in a short time, but there is hope of unifying the world."
Dai Wei's eyes flashed and he murmured: "I think so too. This is also an opportunity for us. We must seize it tightly."
"If we can play a role in Ogedei Khan's unification of the world, the three of us will definitely be able to gain a foothold in the North."
"Not to mention becoming a prince or a general, at least it will bring glory and wealth to the descendants. There will be no problem."
Murong Jiu looked indifferent and did not participate in these conversations. Instead, there was some helplessness and lamentation in her eyes. She raised her glass and took a drink. She was about to lower her hand when she suddenly froze.
A loud noise like the roar of thunder was heard from the gate of Dai's mansion, followed by a cold voice, "People of the Dai family, listen, I am going to kill all the chickens and dogs with my bloody hands today!" "
Dai Wei also heard the movement, his face was gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Butler, are you going to see what's going on?"
The old servant who had been standing in the snow and wind for a long time agreed, and then quickly went out to inquire.
"Children and grandchildren are useless!" Dai Wei sighed after the housekeeper left, and said: "I am still asked to work hard at such an old age. I really don't know when I can make people worry less."
Yun Zhenshan smiled bitterly and said: "You old guy, your three sons are talented in literature and martial arts. They are called the Three Heroes of Pingyao. They have become famous in the north over the years."
"It's much stronger than the evil obstacle in my family. If you say that, then I will really be ashamed of myself."
While the two were talking, the old servant had already hurried back, walked up to Dai Wei, and said with a pale face: "Master, something happened."
He didn't dare to raise his head and only listened to Dai Wei say: "What happened?"
"Sir, the eldest young master was beaten to death by strong men who came from unknown places in front of his house. His two disciples and the patrolling guards, a total of thirteen people, none of them survived. They all died tragically on the spot."
The old servant paused and said, "The strong man claimed to be the Bloody Man Slaughterer. He was holding an iron staff and had already entered from outside the gate."
"The twenty-seven guards in the front yard, together with the deacon Zhao Huaizhong, were all killed!"
"It's almost unstoppable..."
With a "bang", Dai Wei dropped the cup from his hand, and the ground was suddenly covered with debris and wine.
He stood up, gritted his teeth and grinned: "Are they all dead? Even Chang Gong is dead? Are all the eight deacons in the front yard dead?"
"What you say is unbelievable, I don't believe it!"
Dai Wei was furious and roared: "You dare to kill even my son. This bloody-handed massacre is so brave. Aren't you afraid that I will confiscate your home and exterminate your clan?"
The roar shook the wind and snow and spread far away.
Hearing only two "dong dong" sounds, he saw the old servant touch his head to the ground repeatedly, and suddenly his forehead was black and blue, and he said loudly: "The villain will never dare to deceive the master."
Dai Wei was breathing heavily, his eyes were blood red, he kicked the old servant in front of him away, and his head hit the rockery not far away. Scarlet blood and brains immediately flowed all over the floor.
"What bad luck!" The blood in front of him finally made him wake up from his rage, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It seems that if I haven't taken action in these years, cats and dogs will dare to bully me."
"First there is Red Refined Fairy Li Mochou, and then there is this bloody-handed human slaughterer who appears from nowhere. If this person is not cut into pieces with a thousand knives, I am afraid that all the heroes in the North will regard my Dai family as a laughing stock."
Yun Zhenshan and Murong Jiu on the side both turned a blind eye to the dead old servant, and they didn't even feel the slightest bit of forbearance.
These days, the life of one's own servant is not as valuable as that of a mastiff, so he will just kill him.
In troubled times, human life is like a piece of grass, and death is commonplace.
Yun Zhenshan said: "Brother Dai, please calm down. I have never heard of the bandit name Blood Hand Tu. I'm afraid he is a madman who ran out of that deep mountain forest."
"I don't know how high the sky is, but I want to become famous in the world by using the name of my three great families."
"It's also because of his bad luck that he happened to hit the hands of the three of us."
"Since we have met, why don't we go out together and have a look, and see where the madman comes from!"
Murong Jiu also stood up at this time, picked up an ancient sheathed sword on the table, raised his slender eyebrows, and said in a cold tone: "Old Ghost Dai, I think you are getting better and better."
"If anyone dares to make trouble, just go out and kill them. What's the use of being unable to rage here?"
Dai Wei's face was livid, and he suppressed these words from his mouth: "Thank you both, let's go."
He stood up and walked out of the courtyard first. When he arrived at the entrance of the courtyard, he shouted: "Wang Zhongsi."
Immediately, a confidant wearing leather armor from the front came to Dai Wei and responded loudly: "What are your orders, sir?"
Dai Wei gritted his teeth, and the words fell out of his mouth: "Pass on my oral instructions, command the three hundred guards to guard the hospital, carry swords and bows, and be ready at any time."
"Yes!" The confidant responded quickly and was about to go out.
At this moment, a short figure wearing a bamboo hat and walking across the wind and snow appeared outside the courtyard gate.
The eight guards who were guarding outside the hospital were shocked and drew their swords out of their sheaths.
There was a loud bang as the man held an iron staff and smashed a corpse over from a distance. It fell to the snow and blood flowed all over the ground.
Lu Nianchou came to the hospital as if he were walking in a leisurely courtyard. As he approached the small courtyard, he saw Dai Wei and the other three.
He smiled slightly, bowed, and said: "This junior has seen Mr. Dai. There is a river of blood in Dai's house, but the old man can still remain calm. It is really admirable."
