Chapter 7: Meeting the Dragon(1)()

"Jump the ship and grab the woman, get on the ship and share the money. A dead person will die in the sky, and you will never die for thousands of years!"

We all unarmed our weapons and handed them over to the slaves to clean and collect. Other slaves held torches to provide artificial lighting to the sea where the darkening night was.

The men were shirtless and only wore shorts. I followed the other sailors to hum a harsh pirate song while cutting the corpse of the mirage demon with serrations.

This guy is a flat body. Its length is close to our hull of 100 feet, but its thickness is only about 20 feet. It may not be until the first day that I can finish the work of cutting into a husk.

But this may be the last battle for us pirates.

My father announced that we would have a big banquet on the second day of the day and drink until sunrise tomorrow.

After the fierce battle, all the brothers relaxed rarely, and decades of killing and fighting were about to come to an end.

The blood sticks to my toned muscles and shiny and plump skin.

I did not clean up the blood that was sprayed by the mirage demon during the battle. I was going to take a good shower together after completing the slaughtering work.

My mother often teaches me the code of conduct of "a gentleman stays away from the kitchen". In fact, I never cook, I throw everything to Murong Zhi, the girl, and I also leave my underwear to her to wash.

But my father insisted that we men do the work of slaughtering squats and whale salamanders, and even the strongest slaves cannot interfere.

This work transcends the meaning of the kitchen itself, but is a ritual that tests the courage and courage of a man.

Siren or whale salamanders are powerful creatures. Warriors defeat and collectively eat their bodies, which implies that both psychologically and physically the human race overcomes the fear of these prehistoric seeds and can also increase cohesion in the group.

This is quite similar to the ancient human kings who led the Chinese people to hunt wild beasts on a large scale, and then held a banquet for Chinese people who were nothing more than identity.

The Songs in the Book of Songs contain vivid descriptions of such scenes.

In fact, under my mother's iron ring ruler, I can recite all three hundred poems from this ancient classic.

But I have decisively and selectively forgotten the Book of Songs.

This will cause me to feel a sense of distance from other pirates, and make my originally weak image in their hearts more favorable to those useless scholars, which is not conducive to establishing my prestige and the image of my young master wise and powerful.

Or yelling to "jump the ship and grab the woman" to burn.

"Ah! Young Master, Young Madam is here!"

"Haha, when did you give birth to a young master? Such a beautiful girl, have you never heard of your one yet? Isn't the young master so bad that I can't read the old master's books? "

The sailors suddenly started to make noise.

It turned out to be Murong Zhi.

She was climbing the escalator slowly and walking towards me.

She was no longer a homely costume dressed by a child bride, but changed to the costumes of the Central Plains ladies during festivals: a snail bun on the head, a brocade dress, a phoenix tail butterfly on it; her face was not covered with pink, and her face was as bright as the moon on the fourteenth night, and she was invincible.

I am fifteen and a half years old now, and she is sixteen and a half years old.

Girls usually mature earlier than boys, and they are already nearly plump.

However, the traditional women's clothing in the Central Plains cannot highlight the exquisite lines of breasts and fat buttocks. It is not up to primitive instinct, but to rely on another imperial capital gait and eyebrow. Only the ladies from several generations of the Gongqin family can do it. It is obviously my mother who teaches this little bitch.

However, no matter how beautiful she is, she cannot hide the hatred she has towards me between Murong Zhi's eyebrows and eyes.

All kinds of postures, the girl is touching her, and this little bitch is still in the way of death to my enemies.

"What's so good about it? Women, it's the same when they put out the fire at night, and they're just like a sow."

I said loudly, she must hear it, and insisted on stimulating her.

Murong Zhi's face was as usual, but I could see that her teeth were giggling and she was thinking about biting each piece of my little meat.

I don’t know how to see through it. This is called empathy and substitute for feelings. People with low levels do not understand it.

"Young Master, you should make the young lady cry. What a good girl. It's a blessing that the young master has cultivated in his previous life."

Several idiots began to spontaneously speak for Murong Zhi.

"The children must be idle. If you don't make a noise or make a fuss, you won't be a couple!"

There are a few more fools who are muddying.

In the eyes of these fathers, it was only a matter of time before Murong Zhi’s young lady’s wife was. After I gave the ceremony at the age of twenty, I would definitely be able to carry her to bed.

In fact, not long ago, my stubborn father finally let me get rid of this woman.

The real relationship between Murong Zhi and me was misunderstood by most of the pirates on the ship. This misunderstanding comes from the fallacy derived from their historical experience. I don’t have the energy to give each person their sincere explanations, and that will only become darker and darker as I describe it.

Her father was my father's brother. Not only was he very good at gunpoint, but he was also familiar with the history of the Ming Dynasty. His name was Murong Ziling.

After my father was appointed as a general by the leader of Nangong, he quickly took three hundred elite troops to loot the county city.

In the dead cell, he found Murong Ziling, who was being provoked, had his hands and feet still had small and small steel flails.

It must be a dangerous person.

My father made it at first sight.

"Why did the dog officer catch you?"

"rebel."

"Now everyone rebelled in this world, and you are not short of one."

"I'll call myself emperor."

"Hahaha. You're a ill brain." The father at that time developed a curiosity. There were countless strong men in this era, either seizing the mountains or sieging the city to become kings, but after they had gained enough resources in the territory, they still left some face to the emperor. After submitting a formal self-recommendation to the imperial capital, the court would send a letter of reconciliation and pardons, and the strong men could become generals, governors, and even kings who had both names and realities.

But it is still a taboo to be called emperor. There is no force in the secular world that can independently overthrow the imperial system. Once this bottom line is reached, the imperial capital still has enough strength to launch a crazy counterattack.

Proclaiming himself emperor will also give other separatist forces an excuse to attack.

Although the person saved by my father has the strength of the Golden Pill Realm, it is not enough in this world.

"I have a big delusion in my chest. It has been like this from generation to generation since my ancestors and will not stop until death. This is the curse of my family."

"What's your country's name?"

"Dayan."

"I think I've heard of it somewhere?"

"Dayan was my homeland two thousand years ago. In terms of genealogy, I am the 69th emperor."

"Your brain is already very bad, and even gods can't cure you."

From then on, Murong Ziling became the second-in-command of my father, and his father's power expanded rapidly, surpassing the other six little dragon kings.

Although Murong Ziling's broken muscles and bones were continued by the top-quality golden spear medicine, his martial arts could only stop at the lower level of the golden elixir; however, what his father really relied on was Murong's organization and management talents.

At that time, my father's power expanded to three or four thousand people. However, the gang lacked experience and did not have a strict constitution. The decisive battles were all done by my father, and other minions could only kill, set fire, and carry spoils.

Murong Ziling proposed three major strategies to streamline the regular soldiers, enrich military funds, and select slaves as auxiliary soldiers.

Unlike the six little dragon kings who blindly expanded their power to 57,000 people in the same period, he kept his father's subordinates at a scale of 5700 people. On the one hand, he compiled teaching materials on culture and martial arts to cultivate loyal and qualified people to improve combat power; those who were cunning and ambitious would expel and persuade them to withdraw, and purify the components of the gang; the auxiliary soldiers who had done in the past were handed over to the plundered strong slaves; he also suggested that his father seize various good harbors in the Kanfeng Kingdom and establish fundamental causes, and the wealthy funds would be used to purchase enough large ships, cannons, and muskets.

When the other six little dragon kings came to their senses, their father's power was already the strongest force under the leader of Nangong. We can even serve as the pioneers of the Nangong family and the pseudo-Qi king Gongsun family for the territory of the East China Sea.

In the minds of the pirates in the Yuan family, my father is undoubtedly the first combat power and spiritual leader, and Murong Ziling is the brain of the gang. Without father, there would be no gang; without Murong Ziling, the gang would not be able to operate. In a sense, Murong is even more unable to replace him than my father, and he is the "banker" who integrates everything in the gang.

When I was young, I would learn and apply analysis. When I was idle for a long time, I would think hard:

If my father unfortunately died in the war, who would inherit our organization?

Is your surname Yuan still?

Or do I become a decoration, and Uncle Murong is responsible for the care of me as a minor?

My mother is a Confucian book, and she never tells me how to deal with this situation. A gentleman should not talk about these things, especially to children with pure hearts.

This assumption always occurs.

When their father and Murong Ziling's reputation reached the highest point, they received the task of tentatively attacking the capital of the Kanfeng Kingdom issued by the Nangong family. Murong Ziling, who was used to behind-the-scenes planning, took the initiative to ask to accompany his father to attack, and finally died for his father under the raided General Shenwei shells.

Murong Zhi was adopted by her father as her adopted daughter and became my godsister.

That year Murong Zhi was six and a half years old, and I was five and a half years old.

Then there is my father Erdao Kanfeng Kingdom, and he used the heart and soul of the king of Kanfeng Kingdom to celebrate his brother's story.

Since then, our organization no longer has the aura of the past, and has been dying. It gradually has a relationship with the Six Little Dragon Kings and has barely maintained its position among the seven gangs with its old foundation.

Finally one day, my father took us out of the Central Plains.

In the minds of muscular men with simple minds, Murong Ziling is my father's brother and the second leader of the gang. Of course, his daughter should be the wife of the eldest son. From then on, the two families are united as one family, which is normal.

In fact, my mother always complained that my father had a fever and agreed to my marriage with Murong Zhi.

Murong Zhi shouldn't marry me.

Her brain is also sick.

Murong Ziling and my mother had no chance to meet each other. My mother abides by the sages and automatically disagrees with men outside. Therefore, Murong Zhi and her contact was also a matter of Murong Ziling after her death.

At that time, my mother took the initiative to ask Murong Zhi to study with me. My mother despised and hated the robbers, but she had not really vented her an innocent little girl. She planned to treat Murong Zhi as her daughter at that time, hoping that the light of the sage would influence this robber boy.

"What have you learned before?" My mother wanted to touch the cultural background of six and a half years old Murong Zhi.

I am already very smart at the age of five and a half. Little Murong Zhi also has a face as smart as me. However, girls have always been discriminated against in the tradition of robbers, and may not know their words when they become adults. The daughter of a noble family is no different from a man in terms of learning culture, and her mother is happy to let a pirate's daughter be able to write poems and essays.
To be continued...