"A gentleman can be deceived!"

As he spoke, Hei Fu walked towards the small pavilion erected in the middle of the backyard.

The pavilion is three feet high, with a sloping top. There is also a ladder for going up and down the pavilion. The steps are three feet. There is a ridge stove on the second floor of the pavilion, which can light a fire and make smoke...

It was originally used to send warnings to the county, but now...

"Just light a cigarette."

Heifu gave the order calmly, then handed everything over to Dongmen Bao and others, and went to take a nap in his old room in the backyard.

After Sha Xian ate and drank so much, Heifu had been awake for several days. On this slightly hard couch, he had a dream.

I dreamed of a solitary black man in the head of Guizhou, walking by the Yunmeng River. I dreamed of the little pavilion chief who was a "black man", wandering about Anlu...

Fortunately, as we climb all the way, our original intention has never changed.

Finally, he reached a turning point in his life.

Success or failure depends on this!

Half an hour later, when Hei Fu yawned and went out, outside the Huyang Pavilion, in addition to the five thousand people who came north with Hei Fu in the boat, there were another six or seven thousand people. They were either standing upright, some were crossing their legs, and some were even

Those lying down were in high spirits, chatting noisily, and crowded the fields, roads, and meadows.

They range from a fourteen-year-old yellow-haired boy to a sixty-year-old bald old man.

In the entire Anlu County, all the men who have not been captured by the army are concentrated here!

Hei Fu nodded, instead of wearing a filial piety, he tied a red scarf as bright as blood on the top of his head!

Anlu people know this place and understand this symbol.

Younger people are better able to tell every story that happened here.

Catching thieves by the lake, the case in the blind mountain, the tomb robbery case, the Chu spy case, building public toilets, developing water conservancy...

He was promoted repeatedly, and finally reached the position of Chehou!

Everyone in the world said that he was dead, and the traitorous officials in the court wanted him to be dead, but in fact, he was still alive!

Without saying much, Heifu mounted his horse in front of the tengu sculpture on which his mount was tied, and walked towards the crowd with a smile.

"Ting chief?"

A man with wrinkles on his face called to him. He seemed to be the soldier Yuliang who had followed Hei Fu. He rubbed the back of his eyes and bowed repeatedly, with tears streaming down his face:

"That's right, it's the pavilion chief!"

Next, everyone who had seen Hei Fu also responded.

"It's Marquis Wu Zhong, and the eight hundred Anlu disciples who left two years ago. Bu Cheng is right, the Marquis is really resurrected!"

Everyone cheered for Heifu, cried bitterly to him, and told him about the suffering they had suffered these days, and they all called him different names:

Some people call them "tun chief", others call them "county captain", or "Sima", or "junhou Changnanhou Wuzhonghou".

The chanting and shouting gradually intensified, gradually spread, gradually expanded, and finally soared into the sky!

The loud chorus scared Hei Fu's mount. This dragon horse, given by Qin Shihuang, came from the Western Regions and was named "De Lu" by Hei Fu. He had never experienced so many mouths opening and yelling at him at a close distance.

It backed away hesitantly, shaking its head and swishing its tail.

But Heifu kicked the spur and drove it forward, into the midst of thousands of tearful country party members.

At this moment, they were all rushing towards him, pushing and stumbling, reaching out to him, kneeling to him, wanting to touch his fingertips, stroke the horse's mane, or be swept by the scabbard on his waist.

Overhead...

"He lives to live a better life for the majority of people, and the masses hold him up very high, very high."

Heifu recited these words silently and decided that he would never deviate from his ambition!

Heifu became the center of this vast sea. He first galloped on his horse, then trotted, and then flew along the familiar road like the wind, letting his red turban float behind him!

Thousands of people followed Heifu to fight in the north and south of Yunmengze, and the soldiers and civilians who regained their freedom in Wuchang Camp and Anlu all followed him forward with their own weapons or weapons distributed to Anlu.

Let’s go to Lucheng!

When this huge team arrived outside Anlu County, in response to the beacon smoke from Huyang Pavilion, there was also a thick smoke rising into the sky in the chaotic county town!

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Chapter completed!