Jianghu people love excitement.

As dusk settled in, the area around the Golden Pavilion on the banks of the Qinhuai River was ablaze with lights, and the bustling atmosphere was already stirred up by the roaming greenwoodsmen.

This was one of the most prosperous areas in Jiangning City. The long street along the river was under the jurisdiction of "King of Reincarnation" Xu Zhaonan, while many restaurants and shops, such as the Golden Pavilion, were funded and invested in by "King of Equality" Shi Baofeng and "King of Justice" He Wen.

Due to the involvement of various forces, this area became a relatively sensitive part of the city. Negotiations and challenges often took place here, and many important figures also chose this place for banquets and receptions.

By nightfall, this area was a melting pot of people from all walks of life. Greenwoodsmen seeking revenge or fame roamed through it. Some heroes held open banquets, welcoming everyone with a flattering demeanor, while other chivalrous individuals suddenly turned hostile, engaging in duels in the courtyards and streets.

Some beggars, who had paid protection money or simply swam over from the river, knelt by the roadside begging for food. Occasionally, a grand patron would reward them with gold and silver, and these beggars would praise them repeatedly, helping them to build their reputation.

Historically, this area was not the core of the Qinhuai River in the past—that area had been burned down several months ago after being looted—but this area, after being preserved, had the Golden Pavilion as its core, and there were some special reasons for this.

According to the research of busybodies, this Golden Pavilion was the last Bamboo Lodge restaurant established by the Heart Demon Ning Yi in Jiangning City more than ten years ago. After Ning Yi rebelled and assassinated the emperor, the Bamboo Lodge restaurants were taken over by the imperial court and transferred to the Princess Cheng's estate, renamed. After the Justice Party came over, "Martial Overlord" Gao Huiyun, under "King of Reincarnation," changed it to the Golden Pavilion according to the simple wishes of the common people, and held banquets to entertain guests. In the months that followed, it became prosperous because everyone was accustomed to coming here for banquets and negotiations.

Regarding the relationship between the Golden Pavilion and Ning Yi, people were unwilling to talk about it in public, but in private, the news was always circulating. People stepped into the restaurant originally established by Ning Yi, giving their opinions on the world, joking, scolding, and secretly feeling as if they were humiliating the man from the Southwest, or at least proving that they were "not inferior to others." This was a private psychological satisfaction, and occasionally someone would fight here, as if it were particularly grand.

This evening, Chen Juefang of the "Undying Guard" hosted a banquet at the Golden Pavilion to welcome Meng Zhutao of the "Assembly of Resentment," who was also one of the Eight Pillars. Accompanying them were "Heavenly Saber" Tan Zheng and "Monkey King" Li Yanfeng from "King of Reincarnation's" side, as well as Jin Yongsheng and Shan Lifu from "King of Equality's" side, Guo Shengtian under "High Heaven King," and many other experts, making it a very impressive affair.

Outside the Justice Party, the delegation of Dai Mengwei, who came with a mission, also hosted various parties at the Golden Pavilion on this day. The leader of this delegation was named Lü Zhongming, one of Dai Mengwei's most trusted disciples. His deputy envoys, "Sword of No Edge" Wei He, "Fist King of Flowers" Chen Bian, and "Soul-Severing Spear" Qiu Changying, were all chivalrous figures who had been famous in the past.

After entering the city, this delegation began to peddle Dai Mengwei's idea of a "Chinese Martial Arts Assembly." Although they inevitably encountered some cynicism in private, Dai Mengwei's side promised to let everyone make a decision after seeing the results of the Bianliang Battle, which seemed quite generous.

This was actually similar to the hunger marketing used in later generations' publicity. Dai Mengwei's "Chinese Martial Arts Assembly" was not immediately realized, nor did he require everyone to bet immediately. But correspondingly, as long as you participated in it, it was immediately a situation where everyone was flattered.

At this moment, cursing and swearing, first make a name for themselves, if Dai Mengwei can't take down Bianliang in the future, then of course the promise will be void, and the participants here will not suffer any losses. But if Dai Mengwei really takes Bianliang, then the promise at this time can bring benefits. For the busybodies who are currently in Jiangning, it is really a win-win deal.

In addition to this, if occasionally some people accuse Dai Mengwei of "selling out the country for personal glory," Lü Zhongming, as Dai Mengwei's disciple, would cite classics and start talking about the dangers of the Chinese Army reopening roads.

The general trend of the world, after a long period of division, will unite, and after a long period of unity, will divide. But if the Chinese Army fails to achieve results after fifty years, wouldn't the whole world have to kill for another fifty years in chaos—for this principle, a relatively complete theoretical support has been formed under Dai Mengwei's rule, and Lü Zhongming is eloquent and impassioned, coupled with his scholarly demeanor and handsome appearance, many people can't help but nod their heads after listening. They feel that with the Chinese Army's radicalism, it may not be able to turn around in the future, and there is really such a risk.

In this way, Dai Mengwei threw out a blank check, and for a time it stirred up a huge momentum in Jiangning City. A group of busy martial artists rushed to the front, and said that if Duke Dai could restore the old capital in the future, everyone would definitely go to congratulate him. And this kind of bundled public opinion atmosphere more effectively publicized Dai Mengwei's ideas. Lü Zhongming held banquets for guests in the city every two days, appropriately guiding this kind of public opinion to continue fermenting, and it can really be called a remarkable operation.

He chartered the first floor of the Golden Pavilion this day. Among the characters he entertained, there were also members of the delegation sent by Liu Guangshi—The envoy sent by Liu Guangshi was named Gu Anhe, who was already familiar with Lü Zhongming, and the deputy envoy under Gu Anhe was the "Monkey King" Li Yanfeng who was attending the banquet upstairs today—In this way, one side is the internal Justice Party

Representatives of the major forces, and the other side are all important figures in foreign missions. The two sides colluded up and down, immediately wrapping up the entire Golden Pavilion, and setting up tables and chairs in the front yard downstairs, gathering heroes from all directions. For a time, within the entire Golden Pavilion range, they opened a heroes' gathering.

Since the Bamboo Lodge promoted martial arts in storytelling, in these ten years, the greenwoods heroes in the world have liked this "Heroes' Gathering" the most. In the recent month in Jiangning City, large and small gatherings have emerged one after another, from roadside encounters between three or five friends to debates in the lobby of an inn by a group of greenwoodsmen, all of which must be crowned with some heroic names.

Everyone talks about the northward transmission of northern boxing and learning art to save the country, or sets up a formation in the open space and competes with each other. As long as there is a little bit of substance, it will be passed on as a "good story" by the participants.

On this evening, except for the five kings, almost half of the second-tier figures of power in Jiangning City were in the Golden Pavilion, which can really be called a gathering of heroes. After the news spread, heroes and people of insight walking nearby came to visit and participate, and "King of Reincarnation," Lü Zhongming, and others sent people to guard the door. If they encountered Jianghu people who came admiringly, they would shake hands, report their names, and if they encountered literati with some fame, as long as there were acquaintances, they would also report their names and welcome them in.

In this way, as the voices of renowned nicknames and origins sounded, the newly added seats on the first floor of the Golden Pavilion and in the outer courtyard were gradually filled with heroes from all walks of life.

Between the toasting and exchanging of cups, there were heroes or literati who were good at coming and talking, either talking about their respect for the "Justice Party" and admiration for Meng Zhutao and others, or loudly expressing their understanding of national hatred and family feuds, or complimenting Dai Mengwei, Liu Guangshi, and others. Amidst the repeated responses from everyone, Meng Zhutao, Chen Juefang, and others gained face, Lü Zhongming peddled Dai Mengwei's ideas and achieved results, and the heroes made a fortune, which was really a scene of guests and hosts enjoying themselves and a harmonious atmosphere.

Of course, since it was a heroes' gathering, there could be no shortage of martial arts competitions and exchanges. The Golden Pavilion was originally designed by Ning Yi. The drainage and beautification of the large courtyard were excellent. The courtyard was paved with large blue stone slabs and small pebbles. Although there had been continuous autumn rain in recent days, and the roads outside were already muddy, the courtyard here had not turned into a muddy mess. Occasionally, confident martial artists would come down to fight.

At this time, if they encountered someone with good skills and a beautiful fight, Chen Juefang, Meng Zhutao, and others would wave their hands and invite them upstairs to drink together. This martial artist was also considered to have submitted a certificate of allegiance, and the group of experts upstairs would comment and help him make a name for himself. Then, of course, there would be a lot of wooing. Compared to the hard work of passing the arena in the city, this kind of upward path was much more convenient.

"I am You Mingming from Hedong, known in Jianghu as 'Raging Saber of the Chaotic World'. Have you heard of my name, brother?"

After scouting around the surrounding roads for a while, seeing that many people from all walks of life had already entered the Golden Pavilion, You Hongzhuo went to register and enter. The guards at the door were also considered experts in the Great Bright Sect. After a brief handshake, the two sides were evenly matched in terms of strength. They immediately pointed him to a place with smiles and then asked people to sing his name loudly.

"Hedong Road! Raging Saber of the Chaotic World, You Mingming—Hero You has arrived!"

The names of the heroes these days are not as particular as in the books. Therefore, although "Raging Saber of the Chaotic World" was named You Mingming, it did not attract too much attention for a while. At most, someone on the second floor asked "Heavenly Saber" Tan Zheng:

"General Tan, you were once mighty in Hebei and renowned for your saber skills. Do you have any impression of this 'Raging Saber of the Chaotic World'?"

Tan Zheng just shook his head and smiled: "Since the name contains the words 'chaotic world', it must be a young hero who has not been famous for long. I have never heard of him, but I am ignorant. However, these years, there have been years of war in Hebei and Hedong. Anyone who can kill their way out of there must have amazing skills and should not be underestimated."

He is now also a feudal lord and an elder in the saber art world. He knows the principle of flattering people, so he usually gives good evaluations to the younger generation he doesn't know.

You Hongzhuo found a place to sit down and watched several martial artists debating the saber techniques of the world and then fighting each other for the people upstairs to comment on. He just clapped his hands and did not participate. Then, taking the opportunity to go to the toilet, he carefully observed the sentries and security situation inside the Golden Pavilion.

Daring to open the door to entertain guests from all directions, establishing a reputation is certainly fast, but naturally, you can't prevent the infiltration of those who are interested, or the destruction of the opponent. Of course, at this moment in Jiangning City, the world's number one master, Lin Zongwu, who is pressing the world, is the "King of Reincarnation's" supreme emperor. The Chen Juefang, Meng Zhutao, Li Yanfeng, Tan Zheng, and others who are sitting here are also top-notch experts in the Jianghu. In addition, with the power of the "Undying Guard" and the "Assembly of Resentment," if anyone dares to make trouble, whether it is a one-on-one fight in martial arts or waving the flag and calling people, comparing the forces, I am afraid that they will not be able to get any good.

The other party also understands the hidden dangers of this kind of thing. The entire security situation is tight on the inside and loose on the outside. Inside the Golden Pavilion, a large number of checkpoints are staring at all aspects such as the kitchen and serving food to avoid the risk of poisoning. Even the greenwoodsmen who are walking around taking the opportunity are bound to be looked at a few more times.

You Hongzhuo simply walked around and then went back without acting rashly. He has a feud with Tan Zheng and Kuang Wenbai, which he can slowly avenge and is not in a hurry. This time, he is preparing to find a way to kill Chen Juefang, but the other party's lightness skill is powerful, and his vigilance

He is also strong, and he has to find a good opportunity.

After sitting like this for a while, he listened to a group of Jianghu hooligans at the same table talking about how familiar they were with a certain Jianghu tycoon, "Old Man Six Senses," and how they talked and laughed. When more than half of the hour of Xu had passed, a round of fighting on the field subsided, and the people upstairs invited the winner to drink. Just as they were praising each other and enjoying themselves, a round of change in the banquet finally appeared.

That was next to a square table sitting opposite You Hongzhuo. Four people who looked like they were from the same gang took out white sackcloth and put it on their bodies. These four people were three men and one woman. The woman in the lead looked no more than twenty years old. The three men beside her were a little older and took out a few steel whips from their cloth pockets.

Wearing mourning clothes on such an occasion, it looked like they were going to cause trouble. When the people maintaining order nearby wanted to come forward to stop them, it was already too late. The woman in the lead held up a memorial tablet and walked out. The older of the three men shouted in front of the courtyard: "Meng Zhutao, you ungrateful beast who deceives his master and destroys his ancestors! We are here, dare you come downstairs to see us—"

Another person shouted: "Senior brother, come and see the spiritual tablet of Master!"

The noise on the second floor stopped temporarily. In the courtyard on the first floor, everyone whispered and brought up a buzzing sound. Everyone thought, this time there is a good show to watch. A person in charge under "King of Reincarnation" came over and wanted to stop them, but someone in the crowd spoke out of justice: "Let them say what they have to say."

"I think this little lady looks pretty good..."

In this kind of place where "King of Reincarnation" and others are making the home field, if you rely on your strength to make trouble, you will be directly piled to death by the other party's numbers. Since this group of four people dared to come forward, they naturally had something to say. The first man to speak loudly told everyone present the ins and outs of this visit.

It turned out that Meng Zhutao, who is now one of the Eight Pillars under "King of Reincarnation," in charge of the "Assembly of Resentment," was originally a disciple of a small sect that moved south from the north. This sect was good at the fighting method of single whip and double whip. The previous head of the sect was named Ling Shengwei. Meng Zhutao was the eldest disciple who joined the sect with his own skills. Under him, there were several junior brothers, as well as Ling Shengwei's daughter Ling Chu, who was considered a closed disciple, a little junior sister.

Ling Shengwei's small sect was not famous, but it was very kind to Meng Zhutao. Not only did he impart all the martial arts in the sect, but he also had the idea of ​​accepting him as his son-in-law a few years ago and betrothed Ling Chu to him as his fiancée. Originally, he thought that the two of them would get married when Ling Chu was a little older, but who knew that Meng Zhutao had great skills and an unsettled mind. He made friends with bandits from all walks of life a few years ago, became a black boss, and had a very unpleasant relationship with Ling Shengwei.

Later, the Jurchens went south for the fourth time, and the people in the world were in dire straits. Meng Zhutao gathered black forces to harm one side, and Ling Shengwei went to the door several times to reason with him. Until the last time, the master and apprentice started fighting, Ling Shengwei was seriously injured by Meng Zhutao, and after going back, he died in depression for a year.

The greenwoods Jianghu is full of grievances and resentments. If you really want to talk about it, it is nothing more than those stories. Especially in the past two years, with the dangers of war and the turmoil of the world, not to mention the master and apprentice turning against each other, even the brothers fighting each other is not uncommon in this world. The man who spoke among the four showed sadness when he said this.

"...When my master Ling Gong was still alive, he covered up this matter and prevented us from seeking revenge, ordering us not to cause more trouble! I know that he saw that the eldest senior brother's momentum was vast, first occupying the mountain as king, and then following the Justice Party. He has become one of the 'Eight Pillars' under Commander Xu. It is no different for us to hit a stone with an egg, and perhaps even others will not see him, and he will be buried for no reason. As for shouting injustice, absolutely no one will hear it."

"...But teachers are like parents, how can we stand in the world if this revenge is not avenged! After my master passed away, we also happened to hear the news of the Jiangning Conference, knowing that today the heroes of the world are gathered, and with the status and virtue of the predecessors from all sides, it will definitely not allow Meng Zhutao to cover the sky with one hand!"

"...Everyone heroes, everyone elders!" The man cupped his hands and looked around, "Today Meng Zhutao's power is overwhelming, we are not afraid to die, we only hope that everyone can remember this matter, and publicize the actions of this villain in the future, and publicize today's events! I believe that the heavens are clear, and one day, someone will be able to give my master justice. Thank you so much!"

His words were impassioned, and later, he did not ask for justice today, but just hoped to make things public. This was a method of instigation, and immediately some greenwoodsmen said: "Since you are here to reason today, you may not die."

"Everything in the world is nothing more than reason..."

Someone said again: "Mr. Meng, this kind of thing has to be explained clearly."

"'Assembly of Resentment' is in charge of the power of criminal responsibility among the 'Eight Pillars'. If this matter cannot be justified, it will be difficult for the Justice Party to convince the public!"

In such a round of public opinion, You Hongzhuo hid in the crowd and said a few words: "Meng Zhutao deceives his master and destroys his ancestors, don't be afraid!"

"I, Sculpting Hero Huang Ping, support you!"

He is highly skilled in martial arts. At this time, hiding in the crowd and deliberately fanning the flames, no one noticed where he was when the sound was made. However, this is also because not many experts paid attention. After deliberately saying two sentences, he immediately restrained himself. He admired Meng Zhutao's calmness upstairs, and he allowed them to finish their words without interrupting them by relying on his strength.

After the commotion below for a while, the upstairs was quiet and confusing. After the initial momentum of the commotion passed, a figure was seen coming down from upstairs.

The design of this Golden Pavilion is grand. The lobby on the first floor is quite high, but for most Jianghu people, it is not difficult to jump directly from the window on the second floor. However, this figure slowly walked down step by step from inside the building. The guests on the first floor gave way. When the person came out of the hall and arrived in the courtyard, everyone could see the person's appearance clearly. He was tall, with broad eyebrows and a tiger's back and ape's waist. Anyone who saw him could tell that he was a born strong man. Even if he didn't practice martial arts, with this kind of body, three or five men would probably not be his opponent when fighting.

Some people who had been in Jiangning City for several days and began to be familiar with the "King of Reincarnation" party couldn't help but think of the "Martial Overlord" Gao Huiyun. The other party was also in this kind of vajra posture. It is said that when holding a big spear to charge into the formation on the battlefield, the momentum was especially fierce, and those who stood in his way were invincible. And Lin Zongwu, the world's number one master, also has a body like a mountain, but he is a little fatter.

This Meng Zhutao, as the leader of the "Assembly of Resentment," in charge of internal and external criminal law, has a dignified appearance, and carries a large iron ruler on his back, which is longer than a steel whip and shorter than a stick. Some people will remember his past nickname when they see this thing, called "Measuring the Sky Ruler."

He appeared in front of everyone like this, with a calm gaze and looked around. The majesty in that calmness has calmed down everyone's words, and everyone is waiting for him to express his position. He looked at Ling Chu in the center of the courtyard and the memorial tablet in her hand, and slowly walked a few steps over, lifted the hem of his clothes, bent his knees, and then kowtowed three times solemnly on the bluestone to the memorial tablet.

After this solemn salute, Meng Zhutao lay on the ground for a while before getting up and standing up. His gaze swept over the three men and one woman in front of him, and then he said: "You are not dead yet, this is a good thing. But why bother coming to join in this excitement."

The man who spoke earlier said: "The revenge of parents, how can you not come!" His voice was deafening.

Meng Zhutao glanced at him: "Yu Bin, you are the second child. After my master and I leave, you should protect these junior brothers and sisters and keep them away from danger. It is a pity that your mind is still so dirty, and you speak in a way that is truncated and tailed, which is disgusting."

Everyone then knew that the second junior brother who spoke was called Yu Bin.

"I speak in a way that is truncated and tailed?" Yu Bin said, "Eldest senior brother, let me ask you, did Master not approve of your actions, and every time he came to reason with you, did you leave unhappily? The last time, was it that you fought each other and seriously injured Master. After he went home, he initially told us that he was robbed by refugees and hit by a hidden weapon, ordering us not to look for him again. If he hadn't let it slip later, we wouldn't have known that the injury was inflicted by you!"

"This is where you are truncated and tailed." Meng Zhutao sighed, "If you want to ask me, then I will ask you, did Master always bring back a large amount of rice, grain, vegetables, and fruits when he went home every time he reasoned with me? You say you don't approve of my actions, I ask you, how many people in Yujia Village up and down are on my side, and how many are on your side? When the Jurchens came south, the entire Yujia Village was destroyed, and everyone turned into refugees. I ask you, how did you guys survive, how did you survive better than others, let everyone see, how is your complexion..."

Meng Zhutao's words paused, and then the voice he made sounded like muffled thunder in the courtyard: "Several junior brothers and sisters, do you know what cannibalism is? Have you...eaten children!?"

His question resounded through the Golden Pavilion. Among the crowd, some people turned pale for a while. In fact, in the past few years since the Jurchens came south, how rare are the things that are utterly horrible in the world? In the two years that the Jurchens ravaged, all kinds of materials were looted. Although they have already left now, the production that was destroyed in Jiangnan is still recovering slowly. People rely on eating big households and devouring each other to survive. However, these things are usually not mentioned in decent occasions.

At this moment, torches were lit around the courtyard. By the light of the shaking fire, when everyone carefully looked at the people seeking revenge, they realized that these people were indeed not thin. According to Meng Zhutao's statement, perhaps they had received his relief and had been doing well all along.

Seeking revenge for the teacher is certainly what righteous men do, but if they have been receiving relief from the enemy, then it is a bit ridiculous.

Yu Bin's face changed several times: "Are these the reasons for you to kill your teacher?"

Meng Zhutao looked at him with disgust. His gaze swept around, and after a while, he opened his mouth loudly.

"I know that everyone has doubts about today's events. They say that Meng is covering the sky with one hand, but Meng is not. Today, I am here to let them finish what they want to say, but Meng also has an account of the ins and outs for everyone to comment on. As for what happens after that, right and wrong, everyone will judge for themselves."

He faced everyone, solemnly clasped his fists, and cupped his hands.

"Meng Zhutao has practiced martial arts since he was a child. From the time he studied Meng to now, he has followed a total of three masters. He has followed the last old hero Ling the longest. The old hero taught me how to fight with steel whips, and he taught me all his unique skills. Meng treats him like a father, and this is true."

At this time, he commanded tens of thousands of people under the King of Reincarnation. When he uttered his words, he had a majestic aura. Compared with the junior brothers and sisters in front of the courtyard, this color aura

The field doesn't know where it's higher. Many greenwoodsmen present heard that he had worshiped three masters one after another, and they were not surprised. They all said that with his physique, he was a good embryo for practicing martial arts. Ordinary martial arts teachers would be delighted to see him and impart all his unique skills, which was a very natural thing.

Some people looked at the opposing sides and thought that Ling Shengwei's sect was unknown, and the other disciples he taught were just mediocre people. And Meng Zhutao has now made such a big name, it is not Ling Shengwei's whip skills that helped him succeed, it is really that Meng Zhutao is a born hero. He learned the Ling family's whip skills, but it is more like the Ling family's whip skills were fortunate enough to be in his hands and gained glory from it.

Meng Zhutao said: "Because I joined the sect with my own skills, although I am like father and son with the old hero Ling, there are some differences in our judgments on the situation in the world and our usual actions. The old hero Ling often discussed with me, but it was different from what these junior brothers and sisters thought. That was a dignified debate between gentlemen, not a simple and unquestioning obedience between master and apprentice... I would like to tell you all that when I worshiped the old hero Ling as my teacher, it was when the Central Plains fell and the sect moved south. These few people present were either teenagers or children, how could they know anything about the relationship between me and the old hero?"

"...The Jurchens searched the mountains and picked the seas. After a great chaos, our master and apprentice settled in Yujia Village north of the Yangtze River, and then this second disciple Yu Bin joined the sect... After the Jurchens left, in the years of the Jianshuo Dynasty, the situation in Jiangnan was very good, with flowers and brocade and cooking with fire. By taking advantage of the Northerners who lost their fields and land, Jiangnan became rich, and some people were even shouting to fight back, but I always knew that once the Jurchens attacked again, these prosperous scenes would be nothing more than castles in the air and would be knocked down with one push."

"...The old hero Ling is a tough person. Outside, they say that Southerners return to the South and Northerners return to the North. He said that Southerners don't welcome us, and he has always stayed in Yujia Village and refused to cross Jiangnan. Everyone, the Wu Dynasty later trained troops in Jiangning, Zhenjiang, and other places, and they themselves called this area the Yangtze River defense line. Although many places north of the Yangtze River are theirs, who can resist the Jurchen army when it comes? The old hero Ling wants to stay in Yujia Village, I respect him as a teacher and persuade him, but it is difficult."

"...But living in one place, you have feelings for one place. I and the old hero have been in Yujia Village for several years, and Yujia Village has more than just me and the old hero's family! There are three surnames and more than seventy households living there! I know that the Jurchens will come sooner or later, and these people cannot leave in advance. For the sake of the overall situation, I have been preparing for the future war since the eighth year of Jianshuo! Everyone, I am a person who came from the north, I know what it feels like to be broken and dead!"

Meng Zhutao's words were loud and clear. When everyone heard this, they admired him in their hearts. In the most prosperous years of Jiangnan, everyone only felt that the counterattack against the Central Plains was just around the corner. Who knew that Meng Zhutao had already seen the result of the inevitable defeat at that time? Even You Hongzhuo in the crowd couldn't help but feel admiration. What kind of foresight is this?

No wonder he has reached this status today.

"Regarding the Jurchen war to the south, the old hero Ling had his own ideas. He felt that one day when facing the Jin army, he would just fight hard and die righteously! Everyone, such an idea is what heroes do, and Meng admires it in his heart and agrees with it very much. But in this world, there are those who die righteously, and there must be those who try their best to smooth things out so that more people can survive, just like the people around Meng, like these junior brothers and sisters, like the people in Yujia Village. My old hero Ling and I are not afraid to die, can we just throw all these people into the battlefield and let them die!?"

"Regarding this matter, I have had many discussions with the old hero Ling. I understand his thoughts, and he understands mine. However, when it comes to action, the master's approach is straightforward. He sits at home and waits for the Jurchens to come. Meng needs to make many plans in advance."

"At that time, the Jurchens had not yet gone south. I made friends with heroes from all walks of life in Jiangbei, occupied land in the mountains, and hoarded rice and grain. The means in the middle, frankly speaking, were both black and white. Meng will not make any excuses. I work outside, and occasionally when I return to Yujia Village, I see these junior brothers and sisters... They live their lives innocently, and I feel comforted in my heart, including my junior sister, Miss Ling Chu. She is the master's daughter, and I also have a marriage contract with her. Because I go back less often, she and I... are not familiar, and she spends all day playing with her senior brothers. She has a very good relationship with this fourth junior brother, and I have known it for a long time."

Meng Zhutao looked around. Among the three men who came today, the one in the middle may be Ling Shengwei's fourth disciple. Meng Zhutao looked at Ling Chu and looked at him: "You are already married, right?"

Ling Chu, who was wearing mourning clothes, trembled slightly, and the fourth junior brother also flickered his eyes, and could not answer for a while.

Meng Zhutao nodded.

"In that case, it is also very good."

Among the crowd, there was an uproar.