Chapter 16: Stumble
Lao Yu looked at the confused Li Ji and said with a smile:
"These petty thieves are nothing to worry about. I have a friend who is an official in the Eastern Capital. We can go and seek refuge with him."
Li Ji said, "Now is not the right time to seek refuge with the government. The Sui Dynasty is in trouble and its good days will not last long."
When Lao Yang heard this, his face suddenly darkened.
He looked at the handsome young boy in front of him and asked, "Is he a traitor?"
A question mark appeared in his mind.
Li Ji thought that the old Yang in front of him had the appearance of an emperor. If this person could stand out, he would surely be able to attract a lot of followers.
Since Yang Guang's court was on the verge of collapse, why bother going to the Eastern Capital to wade into muddy water?
There has to be a leader when you gather a crowd to revolt. It is better to do it early than late. By the time others have taken over all the territory, you will have no place to stand.
He was drunk and whispered to Lao Yang:
"Brother, how about we rebel together?"
Lao Yu burst into laughter when he heard this.
When Li Ji saw Lao Yu laughing so hard, he didn't know what was going on and glared at him.
I said, Lao Yu, what are you laughing at? You can't start trouble at your age. It's better to let Lao Yang take the lead.
When I look at your face, I see that there is not even a bit of flesh on your face. Your bones and flesh are uneven, which is a bad omen in the short term.
I still nominate Lao Yang to be the leader of the rebel army.
Look at Old Yang, how stylish he is, with prominent cheekbones, a lucky sign for someone in power.
Li Ji was mumbling to himself when Old Yang suddenly asked in confusion:
"In such a bright and clear world, you, a little kid, want to rebel? Do you want to snatch the world from Yang Guang with those bandits?"
Li Ji thought, it’s not that I want to rebel, I just want to fight you.
He still insisted on his own opinion. He patted Lao Yang on the shoulder and advised:
"Old Yang, I see that you have the qualities of an emperor. If you become the king, I will have something to rely on."
He stood up and paced back and forth on the temple floor.
"With the world in chaos, it's hard to say who will win. If you don't rebel, you will lose the favorable opportunity."
Old Yang thought to himself, this good boy really has good vision.
If it were any other time, I would have killed him.
Even if you, Li Ji, had ten heads, it would not be enough to chop off.
But he wants to make me his king, how can I kill him?
When Lao Yu saw that Li Ji was getting more and more excited, he quickly stopped him.
"Brother, we should think long and hard about the rebellion."
"The Great Sui Empire is at its peak. Those rebellious thieves will never achieve anything. Don't rush to follow the crowd."
Li Ji said to Lao Yang helplessly:
"Old Yang, I have to remind you. Things in this world are unpredictable. You never know what will happen in the next second."
Old Yang disagreed with Li Ji's words.
"The Sui Dynasty is as solid as a rock. It's not like what you imagine. If there was any danger, the Eastern Capital would have known about it long ago."
However, Lao Yang also had a confusing question. Yesterday, the Secretary's Office's Tai Shi Jian observed the clouds and said that the areas of Taiyuan and Jinyang had the aura of an emperor.
Old Yang doesn't believe the bullshit arguments of these censors.
Is it an attempt to cover up one's faults?
At this time, Lao Yu looked embarrassed.
However, when Li Ji saw Lao Yang's indifferent expression, he suddenly felt hurt.
At present, bandits are rampant, heroes from all walks of life have set up their own factions, and rebellion is surging.
The Sui Empire is already in turmoil, where is the safe place?
You see, Liu Wuzhou started from Mayi, Lin Shihong started from Yuzhang, and Liu Yuanjin started from Jin'an, and all of them proclaimed themselves emperors.
Wang Hua started from Xin'an and Du Fuwei started from Huainan, and both of them called themselves King of Wu.
Luo Yi started from Youzhou, Zuo Nandang started from Jing, and Feng Ang started from Gaoluo. All of them called themselves general managers.
Li Yiman started from Pingling; Qi Gongshun started from Qinglai; Chunyu Nan started from Wendeng; Xu Shishun started from Rencheng; Jiang Hongdu started from Donghai; Wang Bo started from Qijun.
Li Gui rose from Hexi and called himself King of Liang; Xiao Xin rose from Baling and called himself King of Liang.
…
Li Ji spoke eloquently and discussed the world in a manner very similar to that of Zhuge Kongming.
He said, wondering:
"Why does Old Yang have such a low EQ? Why is he sitting on the Diaoyutai when the situation is so turbulent?"
He asked tentatively:
"Lao Yang, Lao Yu, why don't you follow me and form a team to rebel against me?"
“Bold!”
Old Yang suddenly turned hostile.
He pointed at Lao Yu's nose and cursed: "Lao Yu, you old thing, you only report good news and never bad news."
He stood up with a whoosh, "The world is in chaos, how come I, Old Yang, don't know about it?"
Lao Yu was trembling all over and replied in a trembling voice:
"What my little brother said is absolutely true, but I dare not report it."
Old Yang had a mouthful of sticky phlegm blocking his throat, and it took him a long time to let out a breath.
He looked at Lao Yu, his nose was not a nose, his eyes were not eyes, and he was so angry that he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
He cursed in his heart:
"You blind man, you keep saying that the world is peaceful. No wonder the people of Liang County say that if I go to Jiangdu, the Sui Dynasty will not belong to me."
"The mountain temple is about to become a den of thieves, and you're still acting like nothing happened."
Before Li Ji could react, Yang Guang took a breath and shouted:
"Someone, take this guy down!"
With a clang sound, Lao Yu suddenly turned into a living devil, with a sword on Li Ji's neck.
Dozens of followers outside the door also revealed their shining swords.
"This is your mother's gang robbing gangs. If you want to do it, do it. If you don't want to do it, then go away. Why are you guys so angry?"
Li Ji was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.
Old Yang shouted:
"Take him away! You little traitor, you finally took the bait."
A group of guards escorted Li Ji out.
At this moment, a gong suddenly sounded from the mountain in the east.
"Hurry up and grab your weapons. Don't let the thieves take Master Li away."
When Lao Yu saw the farmhands gathering around him, he raised his knife and started chopping.
For a moment, heads rolled, blood splattered, and screams shook the earth.
"The soldiers are killing people, run!"
“Bang, bang!”
“Bang, bang!”
At this moment, a horse neighed in the stable in the west.
The housekeeper Li Ai was quick and pulled out a chestnut warhorse. He rushed into the crowd with a spear in hand.
I saw him wielding his silver spear with great force, as if he was in an empty space.
Half an hour later, after repelling the guards, he reached out from the crowd, picked up Li Ji, and put him on the horse's back.
"drive!"
Li Ai roared, and the warhorse's hooves flew everywhere. It left the mountain temple and galloped away in a cloud of dust.
There was the sound of horse hooves. General Linghu led three thousand imperial guards and surrounded the mountain temple like an iron barrel.
Li Ji shouted on horseback:
"Put me down, butler. I was just saying it verbally, but I didn't know it would lead to a fatal disaster."
Li Ji dismounted from his horse and everything around him was pitch black.
This is a black pine forest. The shouting of government troops in the distance can be heard from time to time, and it is getting closer and closer.
"Li Ai, let's break up now! Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God. I can't defy fate, and I won't run away."
Li Ai knelt on the ground, "My Lord, if I abandon you, it would be a great betrayal. We must die together."
Li Ji shouted sternly:
"You spineless creature, hurry up and run away. If one of you runs away, he's gone. Do you want us all to become victims of the soldiers' swords?"
