Cheng Xiaolian was very relaxed: "What are you planning?" Let's just wait for Uncle Yuan to sweep them away, okay? ”

Confucius scratched his head: "You think too easily, with the strength of that reckless man, how can you sweep away these bandits?" Do you know why the thunder is so loud and the rain is so small today? ”

Cheng Xiaolian's face showed a look of surprise: "Are they not afraid at all?" ”

"Of course I'm not afraid, the periphery is full of powerful opponents, no matter how powerful Yuan Zonghao is, he won't dare to get in, if he is made dumplings, there will be nothing, and now he has just annexed two more cottages, the more cottages are annexed, it is not that the stronger the combat effectiveness, but the more troubles. I don't know who the people are inside, but it's very troublesome to fight if you don't make a heart. ”

Cheng Xiaolian scratched his head: "Are you saying that Uncle Yuan is now at the end of the crossbow?" ”

"Of course, otherwise how could that Feng Qi take this opportunity to gather everyone together to take down Yuan Zonghao, it's just that the other bandits can't see this."

Cheng Xiaolian scratched his head: "Then how long will Uncle Yuan take?" ”

"It will take at least half a year, and during this time you have to expand your power well, and when the time comes, the more people you have, the more help you will have."

Cheng Xiaolian nodded: "Does that mean I still have to be a thief for half a year?" ”

"Or what do you think?"

"But Wu Sangui's side can support it for seven or eight years, isn't it a waste of time for us to waste all our time on being a bandit."

"This is already the shortest time, we have expanded this wave of thieves, and we are still an ant in front of Wu Sangui, but now there is no other way to think about it."

"I plan to take someone to Myanmar, and the original hatred should be calculated, and by the way, I will train the army."

"It's okay, but there is no way to give you manpower within half a year, you just have dozens of people, and if you go, you have to be slaughtered, so let's stay here and train with peace of mind."

Cheng Xiaolian nodded, reached out and took out a stack of paper from his arms: "This is the experience I summarized in military training, you can take a look, and then give Uncle Yuan a copy." ”

Confucius laughed: "When did you learn the art of war?" ”

Looking at his disbelieving eyes, Cheng Xiaolian couldn't say, I didn't read so many books in my later life in vain, just write something, can I open the door to a new world for you, okay? After thinking about it, he felt that he still followed the customs, and according to other people's habits, he said: "This is one day I dreamed, and I dreamed that a military general handed it to me, and he said that he was the founder of the Zhongshan King, and he specially entrusted me with a dream for the sake of Daming." ”

Confucius had a suspicious look on his face: "Didn't you kid talk nonsense to me again?" As he spoke, he took the pile of paper, only looked at two, and his eyes lit up, he put the paper in his arms, and reached out to clasp Cheng Xiaolian's shoulder: "You really dreamed of the general Xu Da?" ”

"Of course, how could I lie to you."

"Great, great, I thought that the restoration of the Ming Dynasty was far away, but now with the general's military book, we must have hope. Otherwise, the general wouldn't have given you a dream, would he? ”

Cheng Xiaolian has never seen him so happy since he met Confucius, and there is an indescribable sadness in his heart, these people are running around for the hopeless Ming Dynasty, without complaints, and when they hear a little hope, they are crazy with joy, maybe it is too cruel for them to lie like this, maybe there is no hope for the Ming Dynasty, and now he is the son of the Holy Tomorrow, Kangxi, and he is not the last emperor of mediocrity.

But after thinking about it, he was relieved, no matter what, they will not give up the revival of the Ming Dynasty, in this case, if they can be happy for two days, they will be happy for two days, the important thing is to use their own things, this is a valuable experience for future generations.

Confucius nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely keep these things well, and they will never leak out, we rely on it." ”

Cheng Xiaolian left Confucius's cottage, a little anxious, he was already an anxious child, what he wanted was to take advantage of the two tigers to intervene and get the greatest benefits, but he never expected that he would have to stay here for half a year, I don't know if he could catch up with the end of the rebellion of the three feudatories, if he couldn't catch up, could it be that he really wanted to fight the power of the Manchu Qing Dynasty with his own strength?

But now it's useless to be in a hurry, he can only make plans to develop his strength.

Just when he was thinking about things, Zhang Peng suddenly shouted: "Be careful! Stretched out his hand and pulled him, Cheng Xiaolian was stunned for a moment, stabilized his body, and looked fixedly, it turned out to be a veiled woman, who had just thrown over a row of steel needles.

Cheng Xiaolian was a little angry: "Hey, I said that we had no grudges in the past and no hatred in the near future, why did we fight and kill as soon as we met?" ”

The woman snorted coldly: "Dog thief, sooner or later someone will kill you." After saying that, he turned around and left.

Cheng Xiaolian shouted loudly: "Neuropathy." ”

Wang Wuke was stunned: "Third brother, do you want me to beat her to death?" ”

Cheng Xiaolian waved his hand: "Forget it, you are a psychopath, I don't know her at all, I guess I recognized the wrong person, this place is someone else's territory, let's make less trouble, go back quickly." ”

Zhang Peng laughed: "How can you look like this third brother, you are sorry?" Have you become a negative man and abandoned others? ”

Cheng Xiaolian's mind was confused for a while, he had never even seen a few women since he came to this world, let alone being negative, he remembered that it might be the sin of Zhu He who had collapsed before, originally he wanted to make up for the woman who was going to marry Song Shusheng before he came, but after inquiring, he found out that he had committed suicide by jumping off a cliff with a desperate book, this is not a martial arts novel, there can't be an eagle living under the cliff.

What he couldn't understand, Cheng Xiaolian had always put it aside for the time being, he hurried back to the cottage to do things, and left this matter behind him in a blink of an eye.

Besides, that woman, she turned around and left without a hit, her light skills were terrible, if Wang Wu came to chase her, maybe she could really catch up, and kept muttering: "Martial arts are still too weak, even a little thief can't be slaughtered, when will she become a generation of heroines?" ”

Of course, in her consciousness, those thieves are all bastards, and they will be killed when they are killed, and they have no psychological burden at all.

After Cheng Xiaolian rushed back to the cottage, he told Zhai Songjin the news he brought back, Zhai Songjin understood the stakes, nodded and responded: "What they said is indeed reasonable, let's not be too anxious, if you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, let's sharpen the knife in our hands quickly, and it will be fun to take revenge when the time comes!" ”

Cheng Xiaolian smiled bitterly: "But I'm going to be a bandit here for half a year, and it's hard for us to really rob the people?" If we don't rob others, sooner or later those colleagues will have to wonder what we do. ”