Chapter 189

With the words coming from outside the house, Qiu Baocai, who had just sat on the stool drinking tea, was choked by a mouthful of water.

Coughing, he knelt down again before he could speak.

Outside the house, I remembered the voice of the Yamen: "Your Highness, Qiu Baohua has brought it."

"Let him in." Xiao Zimu frowned lightly. After listening to the vulgar words outside the house, he felt a little unhappy. He didn't know why he wanted to find these individuals in early summer.

The door of the study was pushed open, and a man in his forties and early seventies swaggered in.

He was dressed in a short suit that was slightly worn because he had been washed many times. His hands were shackled, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were like a tiger.

In contrast to Qiu Baocai's skinny brother, he is very tall and just looks bandit.

At this time, he was standing in front of Xiao Zimu.

Hold your head high and don't be afraid.

Seeing this, Qiu Baocai began to tremble again. He hammered Qiu Baohua's knee from behind, intending to make him kneel down.

Who knows, Qiu Baohua's left leg just bent slightly and stood straight.

"What are you doing, brother? Why should I kneel on his knees?" As soon as Qiu Baohua's voice fell, Xin Ya flashed behind him, put his right hand on his shoulder, pressed down hard, and put his legs and knees against his knees.

Qiu Baohua knelt down with a "plop".

"Old man Ge, you sneak attack." Qiu Baohua knelt down and was pressed on his shoulder by Xin Ya.

So he can't get up at this time.

He could only turn his head and scold Xin Ya with a bitter look on his face.

Xiao Zimu has a headache in helping his forehead. All the people he met from childhood to childhood are polite to him.

Even if important officials like prime minister Du Cheng, who had power over the government and the opposition, were unhappy with him, he still had to be polite on the surface.

I've never seen such a naughty person before.

"Baohua, behave yourself and speak well. This is your seventh highness today." Qiu Baocai slapped Qiu Baohua on the back with a look of resentment.

"The favored son of heaven is not in the deep palace. What are you doing in this ancient Anhui where the people are living in poverty?" Qiu Baohua snorted coldly and began to sneer.

"Have you ever read a book?" Xiao Zimu was surprised at the speech.

Qiu Baohua hissed and turned his head away, as if he didn't intend to answer.

"When there was no famine in ancient Anhui, our life was OK. When Bao Hua was a child, he not only read books, but also joined the army." Qiu Baocai, who was beside him, made a noise and answered for his brother.

"Brother, are you stupid? Why do you say everything?" Qiu Baohua glanced at his brother complaining.

"Oh? Which general did you talk to before?" After hearing this, Xiao Zimu became interested. He had read books and joined the army. Why did he run to become a bandit.

Qiu Baohua shook his head to his brother with a solemn face and motioned him not to say.

Qiu Baocai looked at his brother's face and Xiao Zimu. After half a ring, he still said, "he entered Zhao Jiajun before."

"Under the rule of old general Zhao, he has always been rigorous. How could you be a soldier and bandit who doesn't understand dignity and inferiority." Xiao Zimu deliberately provoked.

"It's my own business for me to be a mountain bandit. It has nothing to do with old general Zhao. If the famine in ancient Anhui hadn't been serious five years ago and my brother wrote to me, I wouldn't have come back and become so frustrated." Although Qiu Baohua's attitude was outrageous, he looked very respectful when referring to old general Zhao.

"Old general Zhao has trained you for many years and taught you all kinds of skills, so that you can dominate the mountains and bully the weak? I'll ask him later. The soldiers he brought out are so capable." Xiao Zimu took a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth and made another deliberate ridicule.

"It's said that I'm the one who fell prey to the enemy. Don't buckle the excrement basin on the head of old general Zhao. It has nothing to do with him. Old general Zhao has been in the army all his life. Even if you are the prince, it's not up to you to talk about him." Qiu Baohua was a little excited and very protective of General Zhao.

"If the people of ancient Anhui didn't make a living, why would I occupy the mountains as king, become bandits and bully the weak? I've always been robbing the rich and helping the poor, and I've never robbed the weak." He looked at the beautiful young man with delicate skin and tender flesh on the spectator's seat, and snorted with disdain.

"Your Highness, it's true. Although Baohua has become a mountain bandit, if he didn't help the villagers, I'm afraid many more people would die in ancient Anhui in the second year of famine." Qiu Baocai wiped his tears and begged for his brother.

"You get up first." Xiao Zimu was filled with emotion and said in a warm voice to Qiu Baocai.

"Your Highness, if I hadn't sent him a letter to come back, he also had some military achievements in Zhao Jiajun in those years. If he didn't die by chance, he would enjoy glory when he retired in the future. I hurt him." Qiu Baocai choked in his voice and blamed himself.

"Brother, it's none of your business. I want to stay myself." Qiu Baohua looked at his brother crying and wanted to come forward to appease him. Unfortunately, he was forced to kneel and put chains on his hands. He could only coax him up with good voice and anger.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Zimu felt a touch in his heart.

Tough guys are tender and particularly moving.

"Get up, both of you." Xiao Zimu said and looked at Xin Ya.

Xinya let go. Qiu Baohua immediately stood up. Seeing his brother kneeling, he took his shoulder and shrugged him.

Qiu Baocai took a look at Xin Ya and started trembling.

"Qiu Baohua, as you said, if there were plenty of food and clothing in ancient Anhui, would you still be a bandit?" Xiao Zimu glanced at the proud Qiu Baohua and asked aloud.

"If so, I'm still a mountain bandit." Qiu Baohua turned his head and took it for granted.

When Qiu Baocai heard that he called himself Lao Tzu, he slapped him again.

"I will solve the famine in ancient Anhui. As for you, if you allow me one thing, I can forget the past." Xiao Zimu looked at Qiu Baohua with a warm complexion and a soft tone.

"What's up?" For the first time since Qiu Baohua entered the house, he didn't shout at the top of his voice. Instead, he asked carefully. Just before it lasted for a moment, he suddenly realized: "do you want me to take you up the mountain to suppress the bandits? I can't do such a thing of betraying my brothers."

Xiao Zimu smiled at the speech.

This smile is like a spring breeze.

Both brothers were stunned.

"I'm not going to take people to suppress the bandits. On the contrary, I'm going to take a pen of silver and let you set up a stronghold on that mountain." Xiao Zimu said with a smile in his mouth.

？？？

This time, don't say that the two brothers were stunned. Even Xin Ya, who stood behind him, was surprised.

Your highness, what are you doing?

Forget it if you don't suppress the bandits.

Isn't it that I'm going to raise mountain bandits?

Qiu Baohua looked confused at his brother who was also confused and asked again.

"Elder brother, what did he just say? Did I hear something wrong?"