The slight autumn wind, the slightly wet and cold sea breeze brings a little old tone:

Thirty-three in heaven,

The immortals and gods are graceful;

Three thousand three underground,

All living beings are mediocre.

There is a state in the east called Sheng,

Ordinary people are hustle and bustle.

The wind comes and the wheat is roaring,

The fertile bird fan;

The snow is vast in winter,

People sigh that there is no food and clothing.

Xiao Hao stood in the courtyard, listening to the desolate tune, but he was a little confused, "Oh, I don't know where the refugees came from, this bad world. Also, the Dali Wangting is also in turmoil and the building is about to collapse!"

"Young Master, the master called you." A 14 or 15-year-old maid came over pretty and looked like Xiao Hao, who looked like he was fourteen or 15 years old, but was a little deep, with a nervous expression and a little admiration.

"Thank you, Sister Xiang'er." Xiao Hao's voice was crisp and his eyes were pure. His deep expression just now swept away, as if it was the mist under the scorching sun and wind.

Xiao Hao, who is already thirteen years old and still a silly year old, is very calm, just like a little adult, so he looks a little like he is fourteen or fifteen years old. Along the way, he walked leisurely towards the front yard with his hands behind his back and walking with his eight-character steps. In the eyes of some people, he looks very magnificent.

"Puff..." The little maid Xiang'er couldn't help it anymore and suddenly burst out laughing. This young master was so funny. He was only thirteen years old, but he insisted on learning this posture, which made people feel very strange when he saw it. However, Xiao Hao was happy and felt that with his hands behind his back, he felt that the domineering aura of the eighth man in Wang...

Hearing Xiang'er's laughter, Xiao Hao suddenly stopped, "Sister Xianger, everything is in the cook."

When I left the backyard, I saw two strong men at the door, looking in my 20s, with a long sword around my waist, each leading ten people on patrol. Each of them was walking and strolling, with bright light in their eyes, all of whom were good at being ten.

"Hello Brother Han Sheng, Hello Brother Zhang Yun." Xiao Hao's voice was crisp and unpretentious.

"Hello young master." Han Sheng had thick eyebrows, dark face, strong figure, and a very general destiny.

"Young Master," Zhang Yun looked a little fair, but he was also a good guy. He had a relatively long figure, and may have a little more reading, and had a little bit of a Confucian style.

Although both sides greeted each other, they did not respect themselves. Even Han Sheng and Zhang Yun's hands were pressed on the hilt. In this world, safety is always the first priority!

Han Sheng and Zhang Yun also grew up with Xiao Hao since childhood, and even had the same food, drink and training. Of course, this also made the relationship between the two parties very good, even very strong, which is also one of the inheritance methods of wealthy families. Of course, this is also a way for some poor families to live, and they can give children who cannot be raised to big families with good reputations. If the children perform well, they can still help the family, which is beneficial to both the other party. Generally speaking, wealthy families do not have to worry about betrayal, and poor families do not have to worry about being regarded as abandoned children; such a relationship has been passed down for thousands of years.

As soon as Xiao Hao left, Xiang'er walked out in a huge package. Seeing his clumsy look, his waist leaned back, and there was a bit of Donald duck smell. Zhang Yun, who saw him, suddenly laughed, "Xiao Xiang'er, do you need help?"

"Hehe, no, I can do it!" Xiang'er raised her head, her crescent-like eyes were filled with bright sunshine, and she was about to step forward; but the little girl accidentally stepped on herself and fell with a sound.

"Brush!" Zhang Yun flashed instantly, his figure blurred, and then appeared behind Xiang'er, grabbed Xiang'er's back clothes, and helped Xianger up, "Haha, little girl, I'll do it."

"Hehe, thank you Brother Yun." Xiang'er's eyes were pure, and she looked like she had not experienced any hardship.

Xiang'er walked in the front, and Zhang Yun grabbed the package that was more than 30 kilograms but was as light as nothing. He followed behind. The two of them left the side door one by one. Outside the door was a world of mud. The muddy ground after the autumn rain, and the poor families in thin clothes were busy, but everyone was enjoying the joy of autumn harvest; from time to time, they could hear words praising the Xiao family from the farmers.

However, there are still some poorer and more ragged poor people wandering aimlessly, destroying this harmony. These are refugees who are wandering. Now Dali Wangting is in decline, and the building is about to collapse, and more and more displaced refugees are; and the once barren Haizhou has become a well-known and wealthy place!

Of course, there are also some neatly dressed local naughty kids running around. Although the naughty kids are almost all old clothes, their mental outlook is obviously not comparable to those of refugees.

"Sister Xiang'er is here! Sister Xiang'er is here..." As soon as Xiang'er came out, she was discovered by some naughty children.

"Sister Xiang'er, my brother is sick, can you give me one more biscuit?" A child of seven or eight years old looked eager and sincere.

"Hmph!" Xiang'er's face turned up, "Little Shitou, I remember you, you are the youngest in your family!"

Farmers usually say that a low name is easy to support, so this child is called "Shitou", not a nickname, of course this is a nickname; in addition, the little kid's surname is "Xiao", which is Xiaoshitou. In this place, the surname Xiao is a big surname, and of course it is limited to the local area.

Xiao (Xiao) Shitou looked at Xiang'er with a confused and innocent expression: "Sister Xiang'er is so smart! Xiao Shitou remembers it wrong, Sister Xiang'er still remembers it. That... it was... I asked for my neighbor's younger brother."

"Little Shitou, lying is not a good boy. You are not yours today! Humph!" Xiang'er snorted with a sweet voice, "The rest, line up, everyone has it. Little Shitou, you last!"

"Oh..." Xiao Shitou walked to the end of the team dejectedly, causing ridicule from his friends.

"Little Stone, you're being scolded again. Haha..."

Afterwards, Xiang'er opened the package, took out some biscuits and other things, and divided them into three or two pieces according to their size. The children who got them left happily, some ate them on the spot, and some said they would take them home for their parents and so on.

The bustle here has made many refugees wandering to the local area see it and have to come over to get a share of the pie; hunger has already made them crazy.

Seeing that these people who were obviously not local, Xiang'er stood up suddenly: "Hey, hey, uncles, aunts, brothers and sisters, this is for the children! If you want a bite of food, go north of three miles here, the Xiao family is recruiting workers. As long as you work hard, you can have a bite of food."

"That's right, my parents work at the Xiao family. They earn three taels of silver a year, and they can eat and drink to keep their full. They can take leave during the busy farming season." Xiao Shitou jumped out again.

The children were very simple and soon stood in front of Xiang'er, blocking Xiang'er behind him.

Brush! Zhang Yun's footsteps flashed, standing in front of all the outsiders, with a clanging sound, and the long sword in his hand shone brightly, "Dear uncles, I know everyone is in trouble. Although our Xiao family is also a wealthy family, it is not a rich and unkind person. If you walk three miles north, you can see our family's recruitment site. As long as you work hard, you can still have a meal. You can ask the locals for specific situations."

The shiny long sword is like a pool of autumn water, with a few natural dark patterns on it, which is obvious that it is a treasure sword.

"The skull of iron?!" Among the refugees, there were a pair of eyes that were particularly bright. "A guard of an ordinary wealthy family actually used the skull of iron! What a Xiao family!"

Under Zhang Yun's intimidation, refugees did not dare to continue gathering here. Those who were brave and flexible in mind had found out the situation with the locals, they decisively pulled a group of companions to head north.

But at this time, Xiao Hao finally slowly shook to the front hall; there were more than a dozen guards around the front hall, some brave, long swords hanging on the waist, some elegant, carrying swords, some sensitive ones holding long bows in their hands. They were all not simple characters, full of strength; they were full of energy and could at least be a pioneer warrior when they were placed on the battlefield.

"Hello brothers, Xiao Hao has met you guys."

"Ha, little mouse, I've been missing for several months. What's the martial arts skills? How about finding some time to learn how to learn?" A big man who looked like a bear-back and a tiger-back slapped Xiao Hao's shoulder hard.

"Hiss... Third brother, please spare me. A little bean sprout like me can't even take five moves under your hands." Xiao Hao felt that these few slaps were almost disintegrating his body.

"Ha, you're still young bean sprouts, I'm just like that at your age. I'll definitely be the material for a pioneer general in ten years!"

"General, he is still a pioneer? Forget it, I don't want to wear a body!" Xiao Hao curled his lips.

"Bastard, you don't have ambitions at such a young age. What can you do when you grow up? Otherwise, as long as you can take my three moves, the third brother will give you a trick, a life-saving trick. This is the trick that the third brother has learned from killing. Of course, if you can't handle the three moves, the third brother can teach you, but just give me a long iron sword, what?" The majestic man had a gleam in his eyes.

"Hehe, third brother, a long iron sword outside can be sold at least 10 taels of gold, which is the lowest price! 10 taels of gold, but 200 taels of silver, Yue Feng, the third-rank official at the time!" Xiao Hao was not stupid, and looked at his third brother.

"Three Brothers" is actually nearly 30 years old, named Xiao Haiyun, and is ranked third in the family. However, because they are a little behind in terms of seniority, they can only be Xiao Hao's "Three Brothers"; they belong to the Xiao family.

"Okay, okay, brother, look, brother, you're all floating in the world. Having a good knife is to save your life. Do you just watch your brother get killed? Otherwise, the mackerel dumplings made by your sister-in-law will be the best. In the future, as long as you want to eat them, how about you make them for you?" Finally, the third brother Xiao Hailong began to play the emotional card.

"Um... OK..." Everyone was like this, and Xiao Hao could only nod. In fact, it was just a joke. The third brother was wearing a long iron sword on his waist. The dozen guards around him were all holding iron weapons - longbows were all iron tires; but weapons were never enough. In the fierce battle, the loss was very great. It was normal to change one knife a year. When encountering a fierce battle, they had to change the knife after a battle.

It is said that Yang Qianjun, the most powerful warrior in the Dali Wangting, and the general of the Zhenxi Army, fought a day and night in a border defense battle a few years ago, and replaced him with 72 long swords, so that the iron filings were everywhere after the war. The battle with cold weapons was actually very tragic.

It was too far away; but there was something to do around him, so he agreed to one, and the other agreed at the same time. However, through this method, Xiao Hao has learned all the killer tricks of these people over the years; he is also a little master.

After talking about the time of tea, Xiao Hao walked into the hall. The hall was a little dim. Xiao Hao's father Xiao Shilong sat upright in the center. He was a middle-aged man with a slightly dark face and a little elegant look, but the long sword at his waist showed that this elegant middle-aged man was not an honest man to bully.

On the chairs of the Grand Master on both sides, there were seven or eight people, with a total of fifteen people, and there were guards behind them. Compared to the people at the door, these guards were all elites among the elites. From a distance, you could feel the surging blood in each person's body - they were masters at first glance, and they were masters who had killed people!

When Xiao Hao came in, everyone was discussing something, which was very intense.

"Xiao Hao'er, come and let my uncle see it. Ha, I haven't seen you for a year and I've grown up a lot. I heard that I've been figuring out a lot of good things recently!" The first person sitting on Xiao Hao's father Xiao Shilong's right hand had a little white hair on his temples and a scar on his face. Xiao Hao has been a little scared of this uncle since he was a child; but now he is not afraid.

"Xiao Hao has met all the uncles, fathers, uncles, and brothers." Xiao Hao clasped his fists gracefully, then slowly walked to the end of his father's left hand and sat down.

On the left hand side of Xiao Shilong is a member of the Xiao family; on the right is a member of the Li family, which is the side of Xiao Hao's mother's family. Although the Xiao family is just an ordinary big family, it also has some intricate relationships. Looking around, the dozen people in the hall are all relatives within five generations.

However, if there is no emergency in the Xiao family, it is impossible to worry everyone, let alone find all the in-laws. Although everyone at the scene was chatting and laughing, Xiao Hao still saw the heavy feeling in everyone's expressions.

"Xiao Hao, come here and come to my father. Now we have a problem. Consider our child prodigy." Although Xiao Shilong is majestic, he is still very gentle to his son and his only son now.

"Okay father." Facing everyone's eyes, Xiao Hao naturally stood on his father's left hand.

"Xiao Hao, we are all here today because we have encountered the biggest problem now, that is, the royal court finally noticed us, and the prime minister of the dynasty wants to set up a formal county seat here and prepare to dispatch troops to garrison.

Although the Dali Wangting has declined now, it is the royal court after all, and it is not something we can compete with! However, if we do not resist, we will probably be punished by any crime by the Prime Minister, and our family will be destroyed, and even the family will be confiscated and the clan will be exterminated. There have been many such things recently!

But if we directly confront the imperial court, it would be like a mantis armed mantis armed with a chariot, which would only speed up our demise! We will need at least two years of preparation."

Xiao Hao was young, but frowned and listened quietly, "The prime minister of the dynasty? Is the representative of the miscellaneous family in the Dali royal court?

I have been studying at home recently and I don’t know much about this person and related matters. I also ask my father to answer my questions."

"Yeah!" Xiao Shilong frowned when he heard this name, "Not to mention which one this prime minister represents, he himself is also a talent. When the Dali Wangting Building was about to collapse, he actually supported Dali Wangting with his own strength and wrists. He supported the sky with all his strength, but that's it!

Prime Minister Lu Bi even compared himself to the minister of the Dali royal court, and determined to be the Dali royal court: to support the building to collapse and turn the tide. He is honest and talented, and to be fair in his work, at least on the surface, so he praised it from the king to the powerful and the people.

Rumors: his talent, thorough Confucianism and Mohism, excellent reputation and law, mastery of Jingwei (Astronomy), and understand numerology (Fortune telling). He was praised by the kings today as: to overcome the heaven and earth, and to implement the wise and capable of ancient and modern times. At the same time, he is also the first of the lowest-ranking miscellaneous families in the Dali royal court today.

Because both in political talents and in aristocratic families, the influence of the people is very significant. Three years ago, Lu Bi was promoted to the prime minister of the Dali royal court, and was under the king. He commanded the domestic civil affairs and wealth, and was on par with the military general and the censor who was responsible for officials. However, because he was favored by the king, he had greater power and was called Lu Banwang.

In the past three years, Prime Minister Lu Bi has made the situation of rectifying the traditions, re-establishing the rule of law, vigorously promoting water conservancy, establishing official schools, and rectifying the imperial examinations, so that the Dali Wangting actually showed signs of revival.

But in the end, the building was about to collapse, and Wang Ting was inadequate in wealth; for this reason, Lu Bi gave the Wang Ting some capital by rectifying some decayed places and encouraging trade, etc., but in the end, it was insufficient.

Therefore, the prime minister looked at some gaps that he had once refused to intervene. The gaps were places at the junctions of some prefectures and counties. They were generally not big, long and narrow, but these places were indeed rich in oil and water. In the past year, the prime minister had brought enough benefits to the royal court and drove away the poor families in the gaps.

And our Haizhou is a gap.

Now, the Prime Minister actually looked at us. We have learned through some cooperative relationships that the Prime Minister had written a letter and would be in Haizhou in at most two months. At that time, it would be difficult for us to resist the royal army and would not have allies!

There is also our Xiao family and the Li family are also Han family. Once the prime minister reaches out, what will be waiting for us will be the fate of the Manchus to escape.

So, we have to gather together to discuss now, but there is no good idea for the time being.

This is the most dangerous moment for us! We do not have enough ability to compete with the court!"

After Xiao Shilong finished speaking, he looked at Xiao Hao tightly. Xiao Shilong had high hopes for his son. He has been unique since childhood. He was able to read and write at the age of two, made a method of cooking salt at three, and started to plan a base in the Beishan area at the age of five, and studied various strange techniques and made the Xiao family a wealthy family in just a few years.

After listening to his father's explanation, Xiao Hao was also pondering. Although he had been studying and doing his own things recently, he was not deaf ears to the outside world, but it was not comprehensive.
To be continued...