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Chapter 91 Fatty meat can't be eaten

Even Shuijin knew that Liu Da was Marshal Liu's biological son, and others could not suppress him. Liu Da himself didn't know what was going on?

Liu Da Nian is older than Tu San. How could a person in his thirties be reckless?

The only one who can force Liu Da to this point and press down on the people below like a mad dog is not someone else, but only his brothers who really pose a real threat to him.

Liu San is young and has poor abilities, so Liu Er can only defend against it.

The two brothers fought each other, Liu Da ruined his reputation and Liu Er couldn't make any good at it.

Otherwise, a person who knows how to plan money in his teens can be so stupid that he "will be silent after drinking"?

There is also Tu San, who, no matter how powerful he is, he is also under the command of Marshal Liu.

Liu Da is not a lunatic, so he can't tolerate Di San, but he can't tolerate Di San with a good relationship with Liu Er.

Huo Bao didn't have to think about it, he could guess that Liu Er was not holding back his weight.

It is said that Tu San was excluded, but Liu Er deliberately approached Tu San and used this to dig a hole for Liu Da.

In addition to his status as the leader of the Huainan Daohui, Marshal Liu also became famous for his "benevolence" and was respected by the scholars and common people in Bozhou.

It is Chuzhou. Everyone knows that there is a great charity from Liu in Bozhou. Otherwise, when Huo Wu went south in March, he would not have been instructed to Shi Cong, who had no way to go to Bozhou.

Liu Da was like a mad dog, catching one and biting another. Marshal Liu could tolerate one and two times, but he would not tolerate it again and again.

Marshal Liu was over fifty years old and had a half year of uprising. He had not yet finalized his heir. Maybe this is the reason.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to, it’s probably because he has no choice.

Everyone in the world values ​​the eldest son, but Liu Da, the eldest son, was obviously aborted.

The second brother is known for being vicious, and Marshal Liu, who is "kind and kind", cannot choose this.

The third brother was not responsible for the trouble when he was young. He chose his son-in-law from his personal soldiers, and he had no choice but to make a move.

Liu Da and Liu Er both were worried about forming an alliance with the opponent Marshal Sun, and it might be said that it was just to break the deadlock.

"Brother Shui, don't worry, someone will stare at Liu Da, Marshal Liu will protect his uncle!"

Huo Bao was sure to figure out the key.

"Haha, that's right! If the third brother is in charge of more than 20,000 soldiers, if they are brought to Bozhou, let alone Marshal Liu, even Marshal Sun will have to be a little polite!"

Niu Qing listened quietly, without interrupting, but seemed thoughtful.

When Shui Jin was gone and there were only two people, Niu Qing whispered: "Marantor Liu's reputation is so chaotic now. He is not sure of his heirs. He is fighting and not at ease at the bottom... Master Tu San is not young anymore. Even if it is smooth, it will be too late to add a child next year... Brother Bao, don't stay in Quyang, so go to Master Tu San is more likely to go to Master Tu. Don't take advantage of others..."

There was Du Laoba who adopted an adopted son, Xue Biao raised an adopted son, and adopted daughter was the first. No wonder Niu Qing was worried that others would pick peaches.

Others don’t know, but Niu Qing saw the present from the beginning.

Without Huo Wu and his son giving in, Tu San would not have received the Black Python soldiers, nor did the Quyang soldiers later, so where would there be the momentum of the current situation?

It would be fine if Tu San did not establish an heir. If he had established an heir, it would be Huo Bao, which would convince these old people.

Huo Bao didn't say anything, and he felt inexplicably terrified.

Even Niu Qing thinks this way, what will my father think?

And my uncle, now I will be grateful to their father and son for their previous help, but will it be regarded as a burden over time?

My uncle is a sensible person. The younger generation can see that Marshal Liu has no successor, so he probably will adopt his son soon.

By then, my daddy...

It's really a headache.

*

The evening banquet was less lively due to the limited number of people, but more casual.

Everyone sat together.

Mr. Deng also came. Xue Biao was so obsessed with Maitreya. He pulled Mr. Deng and muttered: "I have stopped eating... I am studying scriptures this morning and evening, and I only feel that the Lingtai is clear and clear..."

Although Mr. Deng did not like the teachings of Maitreya, he had been carefully exploring them for more than half a month and responded with great confidence: "Keep the Five Precepts, accumulate blessings, and understand the mind, and are not far from sudden enlightenment!"

The old man also cut off the meat and fish, but it was not because of the "Five Precepts", but because he prayed for peace for his children and grandchildren.

"The Ming King came to the world...The Ming King came to the world, hundreds of thousands of scholars were looking forward to it..."

Xue Biao's face was a little fanatical: "The leader is martyred, but the leader is still there..."

“…”

"The little leader is a Miao descendant of the Qing Dynasty. He is right to rectify the chaos and restore the Daqing country!"

Xue Biao made a statement.

If you say that he was still in a daze before, he followed the trend as the situation changed, and now he had hope.

Change of dynasty!

The power of following the dragon!

Mr. Deng was stunned.

The nominal leader sat, and Mr. Deng certainly knew who the leader was.

The leader of the Maitreya Sect, Tong Shan, was from the Central Plains. His family preached for several lifetimes. Last fall, he was unveiled the anti-flagship and was named the White Shirt Army.

However, this leader had no luck and did not need to send troops to conquer the court, so he was killed by the county magistrate and county soldiers.

But his wife and children were escorted by their subordinates and ran out, not knowing where to hide.

The leaders of the white-shirted soldiers in each prefecture are nominally subordinates of this leader.

But Quyang County is different.

Although everyone rebelled now, it was because they were not tolerant of the court and could only make a living in the white-clothed army.

In fact, no matter whether it is the Daqing Dynasty or the Daning Dynasty, what does it have to do with everyone?

Xue Biao looked at Mr. Deng’s reaction, shook his head helplessly, and went to lobby Deng Jian and Huo Wu again.

"Now the white-shirted soldiers in various places have risen and are in charge of their own affairs. Whoever welcomes the young leader first will take over the righteousness!" Xue Biao looked at the two of them with anticipation.

Huo Wu sneered: "How old is a baby? Everyone knows it is a golden lump, but there is a large army of bandit suppression from the court behind this person! Even if it is a piece of fat, it is not something we can eat now. Lao Qi, just be down-to-earth, don't think about this good thing!"

Deng Jian also said: "The time is no longer!"

Xue Biao was filled with regret.

Huo Bao remembered something and said, "Where is the little leader now?"

Xue Biao shook his head and said, "I don't know, I was taken away by the Great Protector and hid."

Huo Bao frowned and thought for a while, saying, "The white-shirted soldiers appeared in many prefectures in the Central Plains, and the court ignored them. In March, he specially transferred troops from Shandong to attack Xuzhou... I wonder if it has anything to do with this little leader..."

Everyone looked at Huo Bao.

Huo Baodao: "In the eyes of the court, cult associations are a disease of scabies, and they are despised and not taken seriously; the Miao people in the previous dynasty were a major concern and they must be wiped out to the end!"

Everyone looked at each other and heard the key.

Xue Biao closed his mouth tightly.

Xuzhou is a large town in the Central Plains, and the Xuzhou White-Shirt Army is known to be hundreds of thousands of people.

Even if there is moisture in it, compared with the two in Chuzhou, 30,000 people are also giants.

Even so, everyone understands that as long as the court dispatches people, Xuzhou will be in danger.

This little leader is a disaster star!

Huo Wu raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Our Chuzhou location is really good, it is separated from Xuzhou by Bozhou..."

Whether the young leader fled or the court pursued and suppressed him, Bozhou was the first to be hit.

The others were relieved.

As Huo Bao listened, he became more and more worried about Jinling coming.

In Huanghuai, the church is too powerful and the proportion of believers is high. Like Xue Biao, there are many people who take the leader and the young leader seriously.

The influence of the Maitreya religion in Jiangnan is smaller.

No words all night.

The next morning, Quyang had 2,000 soldiers, 1,000 soldiers on the riverside, and 200 children, totaling 3,200 soldiers. They gathered together and prepared to go to the prefecture.

In addition to the Quyang soldiers, the Binjiang soldiers and the child soldiers also wore white clothes.

This is Li Qianhu's ability. He gathered all the white cloth in the liu shop in Quyang County, so he responded so promptly.

There is also the Quyang soldiers who also divided the troops a few days ago.

After Deng Jian discussed with several thousand households, he thought the Scouts had a good model.

If the troops are clear, you can use people according to the director's strength.

Deng Jian prepared a gift here, which was directly worth 500 taels of gold and 5000 taels of silver.

Surprisingly, Mr. Deng helped Huo Bao prepare a gift separately.

Huo Bao thanked Mr. Deng, took the gift list, glanced at him, and immediately felt embarrassed.
Chapter completed!
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