Wan Jun came to look for Zhang Sheng and saw Zhang Sheng sitting in front of the house basking in the sun and pinching lice. Xiaoyan was still hiding in the house with dirt on her face. Wan Jun sat down next to Zhang Sheng and thought about it but didn't know how to ask.

, Zhang Sheng said, "There are so many lice in the thatch of this cottage. Did my benefactor get bitten while sleeping last night?" Seeing Wanjun hesitate to speak, he asked in a low voice, "My benefactor is thinking about how to escape from the den of thieves?"

Wan Jun glanced at Zhang Sheng and asked, "Do you have any idea?"

Zhang Sheng smiled and said, "My benefactor, please be patient and wait for a few days. We have just entered the village, and the bandits usually have hidden stakes to follow us. After a few days, when the thieves relax their vigilance, we can find opportunities to sneak away."

That was all he could think about. Wan Jun nodded, thought for a while, and then made some insinuations. He chatted with Zhang Sheng about the situation. After a while, the two of them couldn't talk anymore. They were hungry, and a bowl of thin soup in the morning couldn't cope with it.

It worked a little. The two of them could only think about food, and they couldn't help but talk about the things they had eaten before.

The women were doing laundry and carrying water, and they were all thin and pitiful. The male bandits who were said to be working were either gathering together to gamble and throw dice, or looking for fun in the Shenxian Pavilion. The boss and a few core bandits were drinking in the Zhongyi Hall.

While eating meat, each of them held women in his arms and raised and lowered his hands, letting out a few lewd laughs from time to time.

I was hungry and felt that time passed very long. I endured this for most of the day. At about three o'clock in the afternoon, the bandits finally started to eat. This time Wan Jun was very active and rushed over in three steps and two steps at a time. Sure enough, in the afternoon

There was not a woman here during the meal.

Wan Jun received a bowl of rice, which was much thicker than in the morning. After swallowing it in a few mouthfuls, he immediately felt comfortable all over.

After eating, the bandits went about their own business. Wan Jun lay in the room and began to think about where to go. It won't be long before he stays like this and only one mouthful of food is left in his mind. This is the 17th year of Chongzhen in the Ming Dynasty.

It is said to be one of the rare years in history when the earth collapsed. Li Zicheng conquered Beijing and Emperor Chongzhen died in Meishan. Li Zicheng was still in Beijing when he was defeated by Wu Sangui and the Manchu army at Shanhaiguan. Then the Manchu cavalry went all the way south, and the peasants

The Qing army and the Nanming army were defeated again and again, and finally the Manchus swept the world.

Wan Jun hates braid scenes the most. He shaves off his hair and grows a money rat tail braid. This is something Wan Jun has never thought about. What can he do? Not even a group of bandits can do anything, let alone a fierce army.

Manchurian Army.

"Is Brother Wan here?" Zhang Sheng's voice sounded, and Wan Jun got up from the bed and said, "I'm here."

Zhang Sheng came in with a man, whom Wan Jun recognized.

"Your Majesty, Zhao Boyuan is very polite." The person who came was none other than Zhao Boyuan, the military advisor from the bandit den. Wan Jun had a good impression of this gentle bandit military advisor. His "conquering people with virtue" indirectly saved the lives of Wan Jun and three others.

"What instructions does Military Advisor Zhao have?" Wan Jun asked politely.

Zhao Boyuan waved his hands and said, "The world is unpredictable and you have no control over it. If you just stay here, you cannot be called a military advisor." Zhao Boyuan said a few polite words and asked, "I heard that you two were the first to discover auspiciousness. I wonder if you saw any words.

Or painting?”

Zhang Sheng said, "This is my life-saving benefactor, the latest thing discovered from heaven."

Zhao Boyuan said, "Brother, can you describe again what you saw when we first met you?"

It turned out that this was what I was asking, Wan Jun thought. Recalling what Zhang Sheng said, Wan Jun said, "Yesterday at dawn, I was fleeing and walking to the boundary of Xiejia Gang. Suddenly I saw a flying star in the sky. It was as big as a bucket flying through the air.

Suddenly, as if exhausted, he turned around and fell from the sky to the ground, with a loud sound like thunder."

Zhang Sheng said, "That's right, that's what I saw. Not long after the meteor landed, a dragon-shaped red light rose into the sky, swimming in the air for a long time, and from time to time it made a noise like a cow."

Zhao Boyuan pondered and said, "There is indeed a record in ancient books that the dragon's cry is like a cow mooing. It seems to be a real dragon."

Wan Jun was dumbfounded when he heard this, and thought to himself that it was lucky that I knew what was going on, otherwise it would have been a supernatural incident. Seeing Zhao Boyuan looking at him, he suppressed his smile and said with a serious face, "Yes, yes, the same goes for me.

So, as Brother Zhang sees it."

After thinking for a while, he added, "I was the first to get there. After the flying star landed, it was followed by a dragon with four claws struggling on the ground, drawing a deep groove. Soon it flew up again, rising into the sky to the west.

went."

Zhang Sheng said, "No wonder when I arrived, there was only a deep ditch on the ground. There was a huge black sphere in the ditch. I didn't see the flying dragon. It turned out that the dragon had flown away. Could that black thing be a dragon egg?"

Zhao Boyuan said, "It's not a dragon egg. I've checked it. It's an iron lump. But is the dragon going west? Really west? Li Zicheng founded the country in Xi'an, known as Dashun. It was in the west. In this way, he ruled the world.

Could it be that he is really Li Zicheng?"

Zhao Boyuan fell into deep thought at this time and murmured, "It's just that God's will is unpredictable. Li Zicheng was shot out of one eye when he besieged Kaifeng a few years ago. If the destined emperor has God's protection, how can he be missing an eye? If

If he is not the right one, why did Long go west? Could it be Zhang Xianzhong? His country name is Daxi, right?"

What does this auspiciousness mean?

Wan Jun didn't know that Zhao Boyuan was thinking about this, but when he saw him brooding for a long time, he left in despair.

The next day, Zhao Boyuan brought wine and meat again and came to Wan Jun and Zhang Sheng. The two of them were hungry and couldn't ask for anything. After Zhao Boyuan asked about the scene of falling stars from the sky again, he and the two toasted each other with several bowls of wine.

, compared with modern distilled liquor, the strength of this brewed muddy wine was really not good enough for Wan Jun. Zhao Boyuan and Zhang Sheng were already slightly drunk.

Zhao Boyuan took a sip of wine and suddenly put down the bowl with tears in his eyes, crying, "The sky is dead."

Zhang Sheng pushed Zhao Boyuan's arm, "Brother Boyuan is drunk."

Zhao Boyuan sighed, "I, Zhao Boyuan, have disgraced my ancestors. I originally wanted to report to the country and bring peace to the people, but I didn't want to, but ended up like this."

Wan Jun said, "Brother Zhao has such an ideal.

, why don’t you join the army, but here you are working as a bandit strategist?”

Zhao Boyuan said, "I can't help myself either."

Zhang Sheng said, "A man should rise up when the country is in danger. Even if he dies, he will leave his name in history as Prime Minister Wen of the Song Dynasty!"

Zhao Boyuan thought for a while and said, "No, no, Prime Minister Wen is indeed loyal and courageous, but it is not what I want. I believe that the world is not a world of one family and one surname. Since the Qin and Han Dynasties, there have been countless dynasties and changes, but the changes have not been limited to

The world belongs to one family and one surname, not the world to everyone."

Zhang Sheng was shocked and said, "Brother Bo Yuan must be careful, these treacherous and unethical words will kill the Nine Clans."

Zhao Boyuan sneered, "Do you think the emperor still has the time to punish me for my crimes? Since Sun Chuanting died in Tongguan, anyone with a discerning eye can see that the Ming Dynasty has exhausted its 270 years of power, and the destiny has been changed."

Wan Jun said, "Since Brother Zhao is not a foolish and loyal person, why are you crying for the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhao Boyuan wiped his tears and said, "I cry for the Ming Dynasty, and I also cry for the people of the world. Dynasties change, and heroes compete with each other. It's just that there is a poem that says, 'When prosperity occurs, the people suffer. When it dies, the people suffer', for the people of the world, it is nothing but

It’s just another military disaster! I, Zhao Boyuan, originally wanted to choose a wise master to serve me. I just wanted to obey the destiny and stabilize the world as soon as possible so that the people would not suffer from the suffering of being upside down. But now this revelation from the sky has made people miserable.

Confuse."

Wan Jun knew this period of history, took a sip of wine and talked eloquently, "I think the world today is only between three families."

Seeing that what he said was serious, Zhao Boyuan asked, "Tell me about it?"

Wan Jun said, "The first one is Li Zicheng. He was surrounded and suppressed by officers and soldiers many times and was defeated again and again. Now he has millions of troops stretching across thousands of miles. The north is looking forward to surrender. Has Brother Zhao ever thought about joining him and serving him?"

Zhao Boyuan said, "I have thought about it too, but I think Li Zicheng has a rather low vision in his actions. Although he owns thousands of miles of land in Shaanxi, Henan and Hubei, the poor are still poor, the land is still abandoned, the people cannot save, the financial resources cannot be fully used, and there is nothing new."

The weather is good, and as for the millions of troops, most of them are just hungry people."

Wan Jun secretly admired this man, and said, "The second is the Ming Dynasty. Although wars broke out in the north, the south of the Yangtze River was not affected, and Nanjing was the capital. Once the situation changed, the Ming Dynasty would retreat.

If Jiangnan is waiting for action, the worst it will do is another Northern and Southern Dynasties, just like the Jin and Song Dynasties in ancient times. Why don't Brother Zhao defect to the imperial court and become a minister of the Zhongxing Dynasty?"

Zhao Boyuan was silent for a long time and said, "There will be two hundred and seventy years of tomorrow. Today is often out of order, the seasons are out of season, hungry people lie in the fields, and flying stars fall to the ground. It is really a sign that the destiny is not there and the country is about to perish. Moreover, all the officials in the court are

I grew up in party struggles and put more emphasis on fame and fortune. The ancients said, 'The right time, the right place, and the right people.' But now it is not the right time, and people cannot be harmonious. Just relying on the Yangtze River and the right place, I am afraid that the country will be in danger!"

Zhang Sheng didn't know what to say for a moment. He only said, "This, this, this..."
Chapter completed!