The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 26 Farewell
"Indeed."

The steel bar that Liu Zhenhua bit to death was obtained from a bandit. Geng Zhangguang was an upright man and his family were all loyalists. Liu Zhenhua was sure that he would not embarrass himself.

Seeing what Geng Zhangguang wanted to say, Liu Zhenhua immediately said: "If Mr. Geng likes this iron rod, then I will give it to you. This iron rod is indeed strong and can be used as a good weapon. I hope Mr. Geng will not want it." I despise it as coming from the hands of rogue bandits."

Liu Zhenhua had already said this, and Geng Zhangguang was not in a position to ask further questions. He held the steel bar in his hand and said, "Thank you very much for the gift. If I hadn't been in such a hurry, Geng would have invited me to my house to talk about it." "

Geng Zhangguang's voice was as loud as a bell, and he was full of righteousness. Liu Zhenhua sighed with emotion. This man met a miserable end, as did his wife, children, and children at home. He returned the greeting and said, "Young Master Geng is very polite. If you have the opportunity, I will definitely come and talk to you. Today Let’s go on our way first.”

His father will step down in two years, and he will be killed in more than three years. I hope that this little butterfly flapping its wings can change the fate of this family.

"Brother, wait a minute." Geng Zhangguang looked at Liu Zhenhua with a sincere face. He was holding the steel bar with one hand and taking off the sword from his waist with the other hand. "Brother, it's so important that you can lead your servants to seize such a sharp weapon from the bandits." Heroes are also gifted with swords, so I will give this sword that has been with me for many years to my brother."

Liu Zhenhua looked at the sword in Geng Zhangguang's hand. The scabbard was simple and the word Geng was engraved on the handle. It was not gorgeous and it was not worthy of the status of the governor's son. However, it could also be seen from this that this family was incorruptible. If this If a person wants a good knife, there will probably be people queuing up to deliver it. In the late Ming Dynasty when officials were corrupt, such people were really rare.

"Thank you, Mr. Geng." Liu Zhenhua thanked him. He was not a polite person either. He motioned for Ren Zhuohuo to come forward and take the sword, then he raised his hand and said, "Goodbye."

After that, Yang Lichao led Liu Zhenhua's horse to turn around, and everyone followed him.

Just after taking a few steps, I heard Geng Zhangguang's voice behind me, "I haven't learned my brother's name yet."

"Liu Zhenhua."

"Liu Zhenhua," Geng Zhangguang chewed on the name, "Zhenhua, revitalize China? It's a good name."

"Sir, that sword was given to you by the governor. Why would you give it to a person you have just met?"

Li Liang on the side couldn't help but ask. He had followed Geng Zhangguang for many years, so it was not out of the ordinary to ask these questions.

Geng Zhangguang looked at the direction Liu Zhenhua left, "This man is quite mysterious."

"He didn't know me before. After I told him my name, this man told me my father's name. There was regret and respect in his eyes."

"Maybe it has a great background. The other party gave me a sharp weapon, and I gave him a sword."

Respect can also be explained. After all, his father is the governor of Shandong, a provincial official. He is the son of the governor. It is normal for others to respect him, but what is the meaning of regret.

Geng Zhangguang knew that being able to know his father's name and show pity for him must have a lot of background. At present, the eunuchs in the court are in power, officials are corrupt, and gangs and chaos are common. Feeling sorry for him, it is possible that the court is Someone who knows some inside information.

He inherited his father's character and disdained to go into the camp, but he met Liu Zhenhua by chance, and the other party gave him a strong stick. He will use a sword to make a chance encounter, which may be of great use in the future.

"In the first year of Chongzhen, it seems that the peasant army attacked Shanxi about a year after the uprising." Liu Zhenhua stroked the sword in his hand. Geng Zhangguang's father, Geng Ruxi, as the governor of Shandong, might send troops to resist.

"But with me, there should be fewer victims of the Shaanxi Uprising." One year is enough to do a lot of things, but Shaanxi and other places are so vast that it is impossible for Liu Zhenhua to recruit all the victims under his command.

His golden finger was not good enough, and he had to upgrade the maximum number of prestige meals, which made him quite helpless.

The current maximum number of reputation meals is two hundred, and the next upgrade requires three thousand reputations, which means it will take fifteen days without spending any reputation. "I hope the upper limit of prestige meals can be increased to [-] next time, and then the prestige meals will become three meals a day," Liu Zhenhua thought in his heart. Three thousand prestige meals means three war horses a day and nine sets of heavy armor a day. If the reputation meal is upgraded, you will get more reputation.

Liu Zhenhua smiled as he thought about it. In the early stage, he just had to be patient, and when he was strong enough, he would give the court a surprise.

In the early stage of the peasant uprising in the late Ming Dynasty, most of them used Fu Daizhen. It was not until the imperial court freed up its hands that the peasant army was defeated. Those people were scattered and could not compare with the cohesion of Liu Zhenhua here.

With his reputation as the Kitchen God, he is already a killer in this generation in the north. What's more, Liu Zhenhua is not only famous, but also real. If nothing else, just watching Liu Zhenhua handing out porridge, he must be as loyal as a dead soldier. .

Now when fifty prestige meals are summoned, these people immediately kneel down, let alone thousands of white porridge and pickled mustards appearing at the same time in the future.

When these victims saw that scene, they would immediately lie down on the spot and shout for the Stove Lord.

"Geigeigei," Liu Zhenhua couldn't help but chuckle.

Yang Lichao, who was leading the horse, trembled when he heard Liu Zhenhua's laughter. Why did the young master's laughter sound a bit lewd?

He didn't dare to look at it, but he was just a little distressed, "How should I mention the magic weapon to the young master?"

His magic weapon was given to Geng Zhangguang by Liu Zhenhua. Although the young master of the magic weapon may have more or less, it is a weapon that he has cherished for a long time, just like his wife was given away.

Now that I don't have a magic weapon in my hand, I always feel like something is missing, but I don't know how to mention it to the young master.

"We are almost reaching the Yellow River," Liu Zhenhua looked ahead.

Taiyuan is surrounded by mountains on three sides, with Luliang Mountain to the west. Liu Zhenhua looked to the west and saw that although the terrain had undulating terrain, like hills, it was an earthy mountain with no green at all.

Occasionally, we can see small groups of victims climbing over the mountains and ridges. From a distance, they look like piles of small ants.

Isn't it a little ant? No one cares where he dies.

"Yes, there is the Yellow River within two hundred miles," Zhao Shicheng's family came from Shanxi. Hearing Liu Zhenhua's voice, he stepped forward and stood on the other side and said.

"How will we cross the Yellow River then?" This thought came to Liu Zhenhua's mind, but he quickly cursed an idiot in his heart.

There is a nationwide famine, and there is a severe drought in the north. If the Yellow River had water, these victims would not be so miserable.

When the time comes, just walk over there. This is probably how these victims came.

"Fortunately I didn't ask, otherwise it would have been so embarrassing."

He muttered in his heart and looked up to see a large number of 'ants' walking towards this side.

Taking a closer look, they seemed to be coming here with a purpose.

(End of this chapter)