A poor son 65

The dry and cold wind outside caused Sanro to shudder severely.

Mr. Fu'an followed Sanlang tightly and said that the Fourth Master did not avoid him in this matter, but hoped that he could help the third master handle the matter more easily.

"Sir, follow me and let you down." Saburo turned his head and looked over.

Mr. Fu'an was stunned for a moment, and said calmly: "Young Master's choice is not wrong."

Sanlang then smiled bitterly: "I once saw a Tibetan mastiff on the road, which was a mastiff. It was very majestic and more majestic than a lion. I really loved it. At that time, I thought that no matter how much money I spent, I would bring it home." He looked at Mr. Fu'an, "Sir, do you know what the result is?"

"Almost killed the master," Mr. Fu'an turned his head and asked.

Saburo sniffed and laughed, "It's worthy of being a gentleman, it's just smart. Yes, I almost got bitten to death by that guy. It was picked up by a blind mother-in-law on the mountain and raised it. Because I could afford a big price, the mother-in-law's son and daughter-in-law sold it to me with the old lady. I couldn't take it away, so I gave it to it. But after a lot of hardships, it rushed home. If it weren't for the help of the family guards, I would have died long ago." In fact, it was indeed anesthetized.

Iang hit me. "At that time, my father told me a truth: Don't touch things that you can't master. Because that is playing with fire. Fire can burn others and burn yourself. If you really lit the fire accidentally and you can't extinguish it, run away quickly. Only when someone with ability puts it out will you be saved. In the past, I didn't understand this truth, and I always thought the old man was long-winded. Until now, I seem to understand the meaning of this." He has been playing with fire.

"I can't control it. I want to control it, but I don't have the ability to control it. If I really want to control it, they won't accept it. If I don't accept it, it's like buying that mastiff. If someone doesn't recognize his master, I will be backfired. In order to save my life, I can only rely on the power of others."

"Besides, Siro is more trustworthy than others. For the sake of his brothers, he will not kill him. As long as I am obedient, those who have been emperor like me will die in other people's lives. I have no other way."

As he said that, he sniffed again, turned his head to look at Mr. Fu'an, who looked surprised, "You will help me."

Mr. Fu'an restrained his expression on his face, "This is natural."

He felt it was difficult for him to locate Yin Sanlang. It was hard to say whether he was a smart person or a stupid person for a moment.

But Sanlang felt unspeakable. After such a long time of wandering, he really wanted to be comfortable. He wanted a soft bed and had a few clean and delicious meals. At night, he could sleep peacefully, not afraid of enemy troops coming in the middle of the night, or his head was removed by his subordinates. When he woke up in the morning, he could stretch his body freely, whether it was sunny or rainy. He didn't have to think about how to win over this or coordinate that every day. He just thought about what to eat, what to play, what to go out for a walk with a friend, and which beauty to go with. It's always better than now, dancing with wolves all day long. This is not a life for people.

Thinking about it now, from the unlucky world, the most reassuring days were the days when I was in that small mountain village and that farmhouse. It was comfortable, comfortable and safe.

He cursed softly, "Novels are all lies. The ancients were not stupid at all. He couldn't even play with those mud legs." Otherwise, why would Siro be more capable than himself in the same family environment? Look at his subordinates' respect to him, so he would be dissatisfied with it.

Sanlang quietly returned to Handan City. In the inner yamen, Shuang'er was not asleep yet, and was waiting anxiously at the entrance of the yard with a big cloak. The patrolling guards walked past her one by one, and then got together and laughed, obviously commenting on her.

These people are too bold.

Shuang'er moved her feet in a little uncomfortable, for fear of reappearing the drunkard that last time she wanted to lift his skirt to see how big her feet were.

She knows how bastard these people are. Didn’t she just think it’s strange that the young master falls in love with a girl like her big feet?

The young master said that those with small feet are disabled, and he has no perverted hobbies for disability.

Of course she wouldn't say this to others. However, these people dare to be so unscrupulous to themselves. After all, they are not so famous.

Seeing Sanlang coming back from a distance, she hurried over, "Young Master, you are back."

Sanlang absent-mindedly patted Shuang'er's hands, and the two went inside together.

A gentle and sweet girl saw that the two of them entered the house, she quickly handed the hot soup over with a smile.

"Thank you for your hard work, Xiao Zhao." Saburo took it and drank it. Looking at the two beautiful girls, he said viciously, even for them, he had to eliminate these hungry wolves so that he could change his wealth and a stable environment.

Cold weapons are so scary.

This time, he summoned these subordinates and used the name to recruit people.

The Fourth Master besieged Handan City, which was beyond my mind. And when he left the city late at night, those who were interested would naturally know.

Instead of making them suspicious, it is better to invite people to discuss it openly. This is the advice given to him by Mr. Fu'an.

The front hall was filled with the smell of barbecue. Saburo never liked this. The method of roasting lamb was too rough and was simply wasteful. There was a smell of mutton in the room.

A small sachet was hanging on his wrist, with chrysanthemum petals inside. He put it under his nose and smelled it. The two big men sitting below immediately burst into laughter.

"Young master is just a young master, and even if you are romantic and romantic, I can't compare to you." Wang Da looked at Li Wu on the other side and winked.

Li Wu curled his lips, "I told me, this woman is not all the same feeling."

"Farting" a bald man on the other side cursed, "If it's the same, why don't you care about your big-footed wife, but instead picking the wife and daughter of the gentry. It's fragrant, it's smelly."

Sanlang vomited it out so disgustingly. These people are so arrogant.

"Okay, everyone," Sanlang waved his hand, "Everyone eats meat and drinks first. When everyone arrives, let's talk about serious things."

Although these people stayed in Handan and seemed to be doing nothing. In fact, their brothers have been scattered all over the place. Their respective forces are still quite reliable. Because their subordinates are all from the same clan, the same clan and the same hometown, and their foundation is very stable. These leaders gathered together just to join forces and cooperate. Each of them is not the strongest, so they hope to be united in this way. At the same time, as long as they join in, they will not be attacked and scrapped by another group of people.

Saburo is the bond between them. When they usually contact each other, they have disputes between each other, for the sake of territory and interests, they come to be the mediator.

Such a group of people has no possibility of being united and moral. For each county and township, there have been many disputes with each other.

Saburo was already in a state of anxiety.

As soon as he finished speaking, two more came in at the door, tearing each other.

"Damn it, you are not authentic. We agreed at the beginning that Kaifeng City belongs to all of us. When the spring begins, we will rob his mother. Now, the fool around you, who is taking people, has seen it, and the fuck is going to Kaifeng."

"Where are you going to be the one who has less blood on me? What do you think about you? You are staring at me for nothing. I'm going to sleep with your wife or your girl."

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the flesh fist.

Saburo can now watch them fight calmly, without raising his eyelids.

"Stop it all." Saburo shouted.

But the people watching the fun are still watching the fun, and the people gloat about gloating are still gloating.

Sanlang sneered in his heart, but his voice became softer: "Stop fighting, it's useless to fight. The court is about to recruit peace."

Recruitment

The hall suddenly became quiet.

"Why don't you want it?" Sanro raised his head, "In order to find a way out for everyone, I personally went to the camp outside the city last night."

There were large army of the imperial court stationed outside the city, but these people were not worried at all. Because they had already thought of the next stop, that is Kaifeng.

If you don't let us rob here, we can just change one. It's all this kind of virtue.

"Ask a bullshit" Li Wu sneered, "I can have brothers that day and live comfortably now."

Sanlang laughed: "I was chased away and ran around like a beleaguered dog, and I am comfortable. Today's wealthy days are stolen. I have never seen the stolen things for a long time. I am willing to change to a long-term wealthy and become a prince and a marquis."

"You can really be the prince." Wang Da asked hurriedly, and even his breathing became heavier.

Sanlang laughed in his heart. They all looked like Song Jiang. No matter how great it is to be a bandit, they all wanted a serious background. "It doesn't mean that everyone can be a prince. It depends on their own attitude. Whether they are sincere or not, but even if they are not a prince, they can get a marquis, generals, and even their brothers, who can be a hundred and thousands of households. It's not as cost-effective as taking the lives of their brothers."

The trustworthy people under their command are brothers and nephews of the same clan, and they feel sorry for anyone if they lose it.

No matter how evil this group of people is, their hearts towards their family and brothers are the same as ordinary people, and they are real.
Chapter completed!