Chapter 508: I, Xu Mu, am the chief rudder of thirty states?

Style: Historical Author: Li PoshanWords: 2288Update Time: 24/01/18 17:13:13
Zhuge Fan was still chattering.

"Don't forget, I am also an old hero. Among these people, I know at least three who are good talents. But like them, in this troubled world, they are only willing to follow the heroes and provide dogs The officer’s information was provided, shelter was provided, and weapons, armor, and food were provided.”

For a moment, Xu Mu thought of Ma Liu for no reason. I guess Ma Liu also falls into this category.

"Senior, could it be that you want Xiao Xiaoyao——"

Zhuge Fan shook his head and interrupted.

"Li Zhiqiu's thirty-state gathering is so magnificent. It's a pity that he was ruined by a little beast. He is not as happy as a weak man, and his prestige is not enough. He can't do this yet."

"I heard Xiaoyao say that he wants to choose someone who can hold the sword to take over the position of chief helmsman?"

"That's the rules of the helm. Of course, you can also wait and wait for Xiao Xiaoyao to hold the sword in three years and regain the position of the helmsman. Or, choose an old knight to help support the sword. But you have to understand... …Which of the heroes Li Xiaoyao brought back has a reputation as resounding as Li Zhiqiu’s?”

"That's impossible." Xu Mu sighed.

Zhuge screamed and hit Xu Mu on the head.

"You are so impatient. Dad just said a few words and you became impatient?"

"Tell me about it, I'm all ears, come on."

Zhuge Lai rolled his eyes at Xu Mu and said, "If I were to tell you, there is actually another person with a big name and a reputation that is famous all over the world. He should also be able to take over the position of supporting the sword."

"Who is it?" Xu Mu was overjoyed, "I'll go and invite him personally."

Zhuge Lai picked up the wine bowl unhurriedly, took a leisurely sip, and then pointed a finger at Xu Mu's chest.

Xu Mu's face was startled, and he instantly understood what Zhuge Fan meant.

"Senior...you mean, it's me, Xu Mu?"

"You beheaded the traitorous prime minister, rejected Beidi, retrieved Li Zhiqiu's body to worship, killed Wei Diao, and protected Xiao Xiaoyao. Isn't this enough?"

"Idiot, your Xu Mu's name is already famous in thirty states in the world!"

Xu Mu lowered his head and said nothing, still considering the feasibility in his heart.

"I think it can be done. In the hearts of many people, you are also a chivalrous person who takes righteousness first. At the worst, just go to the hall and pay homage to the ancestor, and you will be considered as a helmsman. As for the qualifications of the helmsman, don't care, those gangs of chivalrous people Son, I wish you could be their chief helmsman."

"I, Xu Mu...the chief helmsman of the Thirty States?"

"To be precise, you were the chief helmsman of Fujian for three years. After three years, the hero Li Xiaoyao was crowned, and you quickly stepped down. But in these three years, you have thought of some ways, which is enough for you to recruit many great talents. .”

"But I don't know martial arts, so I still learned those three moves from you."

In later generations of television, there is no chief executive who is not bullish and coaxing. One day, when he was wearing white clothes and carrying a sword, someone came to him for a duel. He drew the sword three times without taking it out of its sheath. This must be a shame for a person?

"You are the king of Shu first, and then the chief rudder of the Thirty States. It will not delay you in conquering the world. You idiot, you are about to catch up with the stupid tiger."

"After all, he is our son. Second father, please don't be like this and speak more politely." The old scholar said with a serious face, "Third father, you should also give me some advice."

"I'm just trying to persuade you...this kind of idiot will be beaten to death." Chen Datie rolled his eyes.

After listening, Zhuge Lai's eyes lit up and he hurriedly picked up the twigs.

Afraid of causing unnecessary domestic violence, Xu Mu hurriedly got up and ran down the stairs.



Back at the palace, Xu Mu discussed Zhuge Lai's suggestion with Jia Zhou.

"My lord, the old man's suggestion should be feasible!" Jia Zhou's face was moved, "Except for those aristocratic families, in the world, Xia'er is regarded as a 'righteous' in the hearts of many people."

"In troubled times, there is no need to stick to trivial matters. My lord, you must understand that many of those who support the Xia'er Army are from the Han clan. Just like Mr. Chen's family background, they can be of great use."

The Han tribe refers to the poor family, which is generally composed of small landowners or small wealthy households, and does not belong to the large gentry clan. For example, Mr. Chen Jiaqiao of Siwu came from a poor family.

Of course, even from a poor family, Xu Mu estimates that the number of people who dare to support the Xiaer Army will not account for a large proportion, but there will always be some.

"Wenlong, I'm still a little confused, so I want to be the chief helmsman of the Thirty States..."

He couldn't tell what it felt like. A long time ago, he thought that the world was still far away from him. But he never thought that in a blink of an eye, he would be the chief helmsman of the gangsters.

On Xiao Xiaoyao's side, the problem won't be too big. As Zhuge Lai said, as long as he opens his mouth, things should go smoothly.

"Lord, go ahead." Jia Zhou did not persuade him deeply, but just smiled and said, "There is actually no separation between the temple and the Jianghu. The benevolence of the temple and the righteousness of the Jianghu are both benevolent and righteous, so why not."

"In three years of supporting the sword, my lord can expect great things."

Xu Mu exhaled, made up his mind, and bowed his hands to Jia Zhou.

"Wen Long's words are like enlightenment."



As Xu Mu said, when he tentatively said it, at least hundreds of heroes, led by Li Xiaoyao, cheered.

Si Hu, who followed, was stunned for two breaths, thinking that he would be able to eat after shouting, but he also started shouting for a while.

At this moment, Xu Mu realized how correct both the young Marquis's layout and his decision were.

"Xia Zi Xiaoyao, meet the chief helmsman!"

"I'll wait to meet the chief helmsman!"

The knights' temporary hall was filled with sounds of worship.

"Please, chief helmsman, please beg your blood!"

Hundreds of people dressed in white all clasped their fists in greeting.

Afraid that Xu Mu would regret it, Li Xiaoyao hurriedly fetched a white robe and hurriedly put it on Xu Mu. He also tied three red flower sword spikes on his sword.

"Let's go!" Xiao Xiaoyao shouted excitedly.

Xu Mu vaguely remembered that "kai di" means the knights holding a meeting. He raised his face, without any pretense, and followed Xiaoyao's words, holding two bouquets of red incense, each pointing to the God of Heaven and the Mother of Earth. After three bows, he firmly placed them on the incense burner.

"The mountains and rivers are shrouded in mist and rain, and in ten years the dynasty will be cut down with one sword!"

"The red list is here, Sanxiang greets you!" Xiao Xiaoyao sang solemnly.

"Here is the red incense, three incense sticks to pay homage to you!" Xu Mu lit three more bunches of red incense. After worshiping, he inserted them into the incense burner again.

For some reason, a world vaguely emerged in his mind at this moment. The handsome man in white clothes carries a sword, and the angry horse in bright clothes gallops wildly under the mist-shrouded mountains and rivers.

Not long after, when Xu Mu came to worship at the entrance of the Xia'er hall, the worship of the Xia'er could be heard again from all around. After going through great changes, the Xiaer Army finally experienced a happy event.

Xu Mu suddenly felt that the sword on his back was a little heavier. This sword was a gift from an old official in Wangzhou. He had never changed it, nor did he want to change it. Among them, there is an old official's long-cherished wish for peace in the world.

Now, this sword is tied with Xia'er's three red spikes, making it so heavy that it weighs down my waist.

"Si Hu, go get some wine. Today I will gather all the righteous knights from thirty states. I won't come back until I'm drunk!"



Sitting under the corner outside the palace, Si Hu touched the puppy Fu's head.

"Little dog Fu, you don't know. That day, I thought Brother Mu was taking me to eat steamed buns, so I went with him. I didn't finish the steamed buns, so they insisted on giving me a red stick, saying that I was a hero responsible for fighting. Son."

Fu, the little dog holding a book, glanced at it but didn't reply.

"Brother Mu was even worse. He was still a little dazed at that time, but when he came to his senses... hey, he was put in a white robe, and he became the chief helmsman of the Thirty States!"

"When I grow up, I will make a golden one with a dragon on it for my boss." After hearing this, Little Dog Fu put down the book and laughed loudly.

"Puppy Fu, is Jin's delicious?"

"Brother Tiger looks like an idiot."