There are two important ferries on the Dadu River, one is Fulin and the other is Wan Gong.

Wangong is located more than ten miles downstream of Fulin, and is an important passage from Jiazhou to Tibetan and barbarian areas. The important geographical location has contributed to its prosperity, and there is an endless flow of merchants carrying mules and horses on their backs every day.

In the gambling hall run by the Yang family in Changzhen Town, a group of people were playing Pai Gow. There were many people watching, and they kept shouting, making it very lively.

Deng Shoulu slapped the cards on the table and shouted loudly: "Di Tian Jiu, kill." Suddenly there was a chorus of exclamations, praises and sighs. He was very lucky today.

At this time, a young man ran up to him and said, "Uncle Deng, we have found more than 40 people."

Deng Shoulu grabbed some chips and threw them on the table. "Take these and divide them among the brothers. I'll work hard tomorrow. Don't be afraid of killing me. Let them know that the pot is made of iron."

"Which one do you want to get?" asked the gangster with help.

"Liu Shuwan put down his words and said that tomorrow he will open up the land of Uncle Yang's house. Isn't this a riot? I will go there in person tomorrow and take care of his mother-in-law and children. I will beat anyone who dares to come to the edge of the land. I will beat their own parents.

I can’t even recognize it.”

"Hey, Brother Deng, there is still such a thing, count me in tomorrow, Brother Deng's business is my business." A bastard who lost all his money shouted.

A few more gangsters echoed. Deng Shoulu laughed and cursed:

"You guys are useless and can't afford to be early. I already have enough people, so how can I use you?"

"Brother Deng, don't say that. You want to beat them until they are afraid for eight lifetimes. Get more people to beat him not only in the fields, but also to chase him to the village. I heard that Liu Zhongyuan's aunt is handsome. She is still fifteen years old.

I didn’t mention the residence, I’ll bring him here to play with you, Brother Deng.”

Deng Shoulu laughed loudly: "You are a rotten man. You will use rotten medicine to destroy my boyish skills." Then he threw out some chips: "Take care of this guy tomorrow, and be careful not to let Liu Zhongyuan jump over the wall in a hurry."

…

At night in Xiadaoyan Village, about a dozen people vaguely gathered beside the haystacks outside the village.

"No wait, the meeting is now underway. Let me introduce the current situation first." This was Xia Ping speaking.

After coming out of Liushuwan, Xia Ping and Liu Huaqiang rushed to Xiadaoyan to gather the backbone of Renyi Society for a meeting.

Renyi Society is a secret organization established during Xia Ping's propaganda work. The program proposed is "get rid of bullies, divide the land, resist donations, and reduce rent and interest." These people are like-minded key personnel for Xia Ping's development. Xia Ping passed these

The backbone carries out the work.

"...The situation is like this. Although things started in a hurry and we were not fully prepared, fortunately, we can definitely win if we have mental calculations but not care. Now let's talk about how to fight. I suggest that there is no need to force it, just win."

Everyone had a heated discussion and quickly formed an action plan.

"Huaqiang, you will go to Uncle Zhou to get five crossbows later. Remember to hand them over to the people you trust most. Tomorrow you will confront Deng Shoulu head-on, so be more careful."

"Okay." Liu Huaqiang was trembling with excitement.

Uncle Zhou was equally excited. It was finally time to start. He had been waiting for this day for a long time.

Uncle Zhou's son was beaten to death by Yang Yi'an's thugs Deng Shoulu and his men when he and his companions salvaged ebony from the Dadu River without notifying Yang Yi'an. This violated Yang Yi'an's rules.

He always wanted to take revenge, but was unable to do anything. It was not until Xia Ping's arrival that he saw the hope of revenge.

After arranging all the matters, the people dispersed. Xia Ping came to the Wangongchang River alone. He wanted to meet someone.

There was no one at the riverside. After waiting for a while, a thin body came over carrying a bucket.

The man came to the water and scooped water with a gourd while observing the surrounding situation.

Soon I heard familiar footsteps, and a hazy and familiar figure walked towards me.

The man dropped the melon gourd, ran towards the figure, and jumped into the figure's arms.

"elder brother!"

"Cheyenne!"

This little figure is an orphan. Everyone in the field calls him Little Bench. He is now the Yao Master of Juyou Teahouse in the field. When Xia Ping first came to this world, he was storytelling in this tea garden. Because the book is so good, he has never heard of it before.

The business of "Shooting the Condor" was so good that he made a lot of money. Fulin, Jiuxiang, and Qingxi all invited him to give lectures.

At that time, the two of them were sleeping next to each other. When Xia Ping earned money to make clothes, he also made a set of small benches.

The little bench held the clothes, and tears fell down. It was the first time since I was fifteen to wear new clothes.

So the two became brothers. Xiao Bench didn't have a big name. He wanted to be named after Xia Ping, so Xia Ping named him Xia An, which means peace and safety.

Xia Ping explained a lot of truth to Little Bench, and Little Bench finally understood that it was not his bad fate that made him poor, but the society that made him lose his parents and starve since he was a child. He also hated this society.

Became the first Renyi Club member to develop in Xia Ping, and used the advantages of the teahouse to secretly collect information for Xia Ping.

Little Stool would come to fetch water every day after putting away the litter, and this became their meeting place.

Xia Ping took out a bamboo tube from his arms and poured out the meat: "Eat it quickly!"

"Brother, you always bring food."

"You have grown taller."

It's nice to have relatives. The meat is so delicious when the little bench puts it in his mouth! But he didn't dare to savor it any more, so he told Xia Ping the information he collected. Xia Ping listened quietly and kept the news in his heart.

After the small bench finished speaking, Xia Ping also informed him of the action to fight for water at Willow Bay tomorrow and asked him to pay close attention to Xiang Yong's movements.

Xia Ping didn't tell him the specific plan of action until he left. He only told the bench to rest assured that he had arrangements.

But how can we be so relieved? Deng Shoulu is a well-known ruthless man, and behind him stands the hugely powerful Yang Yi'an. He is a figure who would make the entire Qingxi County tremble with just a step.

He was worried, nervous, and somewhat expectant at the same time.

Get up early in the morning, clean up the shop, light a fire and boil water, and prepare breakfast for the boss. When the boss gets up, he hurriedly brings the washing water in, empties the toilet, and then serves breakfast.

After doing this, it was time to open the door. The small benches were opened and the streets were filled with an endless stream of passers-by and animals making clanking noises.

Diagonally across the street, outside the Xujia Noodle House, there was a crowd of crows. There was no room to sit in the hall, so people were squatting or sitting on the street. Some were eating with bowls in their hands, while others were waiting.

They were talking and laughing loudly, some were holding sticks and eating noodles, while others were leaning on the sticks in a disorderly manner.

Brother Xu and his wife squeezed out some smiles and hurriedly worked around. Little Bench knew that the two of them must be scolding their mother in their hearts, but if these crooks can't afford it, I hope they won't lose too much.

After a while, when the noodles were almost eaten, Deng Shoulu appeared.

He is not tall, but he is very strong and strong. A wide cowhide belt is tied around his waist, showing the demeanor of a master.

Several of his cronies behind him actually carried foreign guns.

Seeing so many people coming, Deng Shoulu's face dropped: "What? You're all here to bully me. I can handle a small Willow Bay with twenty or thirty people. How can I use so many of you? Huang Qingwa, you and him What are you doing here with a big smoker? Get out of here and pay for your face yourself. Zhong Erwa, you can’t keep your tax card? Hu Laosi, where are you patrolling the streets..."
Chapter completed!