Young Master, it's time to leave...

At the gate of Qingxin Village, Shangguan Wan'er's distant relative Shangguan Li resisted the collision around him while urging Tang Song.

Growing up in the border area since childhood, he has been slapping the generals one by one. Shangguan Li has been in the northeastern border for many years and knows how terrible the crazy cattle and the frightened horses are. In front of such frightened cattle and horses, they are as fierce as tigers and as powerful as bears, and they can only flee in panic. If you hesitate, you will be trampled into mud. [The latest updates are all in search.]

The thousands of violent students and scholars in front of them were like crazy cattle and horses. At least before they were quiet, the destructive power they released was devastating. If Tang Song, the first target of the crowd, did not leave at this time, he would not be able to leave even if he wanted to.

"Let's go"

"Brothers of Tang, let's go"

As soon as Shangguan Li said this, the other students who surrounded Tang Song also urged him repeatedly.

In the middle of the crowd, Tang Song's face was already cold as iron. Unexpectedly, the Imperial College students were so reckless that they could not ignore the impact of Qingxinzhuang, but they could not see Zheng Zhili, Lu Minglun and others. Neither of them had ever appeared, let alone the Eight Old and Cui Yuanzong.

The top figures of the four schools disappeared and allowed the students of the Imperial College to attack. The more this happened, the more Tang Song had prepared for the response completely lost. There was no place to use it. There was not even a person to talk to, so how could he stop this violent torrent?

The Imperial Priest Lu Minglun never arrived, and the Imperial Students in front of him were completely out of restraint. The more they were like this, they became more manic and more destructive. At this moment, they were a group of crazy bulls, with wildness and animality bursting out together.

What will happen if such a torrent rushes into Qingxin Village? Tang Song doesn’t need to think about it.

Although the torrent outside the village was getting closer and closer, despite the urging sounds around him, Tang Song, who had gritted his teeth, still did not retreat.

He really doesn't want to retreat

He is really unwilling to give up!

If you retreat, even if it is only half a step, then your breath will be dissipated. Qingxinzhuang's persistence and Tongke's persistence will be over. Once you retreat, Qingxinzhuang and Tongke's ten thousand ** will never stand up again. This is like many changes in history. Once you start, you must never retreat again. Retreat means failure, and this kind of failure does not have the opportunity to start over.

The crowd outside the village is less than a hundred steps away from Qingxin Village. At this time, Shangguan Li was really anxious, "Young Master Tang, go."

Seeing that Tang Song had no intention of regressing, Shangguan Li winked at the other people, and the people immediately pressed over, holding Tang Song's shoulders and arms to force him away.

At this moment, Tang Song Yilu shouted, "Let go, come...

In an instant, Tang Song burst out with powerful power throughout his body, and he broke free from the four generals' locks.

Shangguan Li and others, together with the anxious Yu Dongjun, looked back and saw a group of farmers suddenly rushing behind them. Most of the farmers, dressed in shabby and covered in rough and frost, were covered in dust... holding various farm tools in their hands, which were clearly just coming from the fields.

The main entrance was blocked, and these farmers appeared from behind again, so they naturally walked through the side entrance.

These farmers who suddenly appeared were led by a brightly dressed middle-aged man in the forties. As the middle-aged man walked quickly, he said loudly: "Young Master Tang, don't panic, we will protect you..."

"Xu Lizheng... Just as Yu Dongjun called out, a "hammer" gong sounded from the four fields outside Qingxin Village. There were also a series of uneven and intricate shouts and shouts.

Tang Song turned around and looked out of the village and saw the crowd of Imperial Colleges gushing out of the fields like the same farmers in the village. There were a few people nearby that seemed to be able to recognize their appearance.

The farmers who came from all over the mountains were raking or branching, and in short, they were holding farm tools in their hands, and were gathering outside Qingxin Village with the sound of gongs.

After seeing this scene, Tang Song's heart, which had just been hanging, finally settled down completely. He shook his sweaty hands and held Xu Lizheng's hands tightly towards him, "Old Xu is really a blessing this time..."

Old Xu smiled honestly, "As soon as he received a notice from the young master, he came to get the Quyuan Plough. These people didn't even go back to their homes and came directly from the field. They ran faster than the other. How could they even need me to greet him?"

"Old Xu was joking." Tang Song pointed to the farmer who was ringing the gong in the distance outside, "If you just come to get the farm tools, why do you need this thing..."

"I laughed at you. The one who beat the gong was my incompetent sons. Mr. Tang used to help us a lot, so this time it's time for us to help Qingxinzhuang.

If you, Qingxin Village, is really gone, the people in the book will sell less rice and firewood every day, let alone the bell plow that the young master had already promised..."

When Tang Song heard Xu Lizheng repeatedly talk about Quyuanli, he felt a little embarrassed. But if he didn't know whether it was an illusion or something, he also felt that Lao Xu's words and laughter seemed to have some insincere words in his words and laughter.

But at this moment, he couldn't let go of the details.

At that time, whether it was to prevent water or theft, not to mention the people living in the mountains and fields, even the districts in Luoyang City were equipped with police gongs. When the gong sounded, the people gathered when the sound was heard. It was really convenient.

The place where Tang Song stood was very conspicuous. It was just the time of these few greetings. The people from all over had noticed him. Then some people ran over quickly with farm tools in their hands. The one running in front was Er Ji'er's father Niu Youfu.

After Niu Youfu and the villagers around him came, they stretched out the farm tools one by one without saying a word and set up a solid barrier in front of Tang Song.

The students of the Imperial College, who were already in a state of great momentum, were startled by the police gongs from all over the world, and stopped for a moment. At this time, the disadvantages of their lack of strong leaders were immediately revealed, and hesitation was inevitable when a sudden change occurred. Even in this hesitation, the protection in front of Tang Song had been completed, and the farmers in all directions had also been collected.

The students of Imperial College have had such a big battle today, but they will not retreat easily. In addition, they will not look down on these mud-legged farmers from the bottom of their hearts. They did not hesitate for a long time. As someone in the crowd shouted the "right way" again, the students of Imperial College, who were slightly frustrated, were immediately excited, and the torrent that had been stagnant for a while rolled forward again.

As soon as the students of the Imperial College moved, the atmosphere inside and outside Qingxin Village suddenly became tense again, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at Tang Song and Xu Lizheng.

Looking at Niu Youfu in front of him, his hands were not sliding on the farm tools. Tang Song felt inexplicably soft and sighed: "Thank you, fellow villagers, Bufeng... Brother Xu, please call them back. Dongjun, Brother Shangguan, let's... retreat."

When he said the word "公", Tang Song suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

Seeing and personally feeling the approaching of the Imperial College student, Xu Li, who was standing side by side with Tang Song, trembled on his face. He was really afraid at this time, but just when he was hesitant and gave in, a look on the right side behind him stabbed like lightning.

After taking this look, Xu Lizheng's hesitation and retreat in his heart suddenly disappeared like the melting ice and snow. Then he closed his eyes and shouted loudly: "Friends, think about the benefits that Mr. Tang and Qingxin Village bring to us. Since you have caught up, you can't let Qingxin Village be destroyed by someone in front of us. Come on, come forward to block it, protect Mr. Tang and Qingxin Village, and we can also take the Quyuan Pier home early..."

Over the past few months, whether it is intentional or not, Tang Song has spent a lot of effort on these farmers, and has actually given them many benefits. After months of getting along, Tang Song's image of a kind person has long been established in the hearts of these farmers.

If Tang Song wanted to lead these farmers to do something illegal, the farmers would naturally not agree. But now that he was bullied, he would go up to help protect the door, but the farmers would not be too ambiguity. In addition, the matter was just spoken again, so they naturally had to do even more.

As Xu Li shouted, the police gong outside the village rang again. The farmers who were originally gathered on both sides rushed towards Qingxin Village in response to the gongs. Niu Youfu, who was standing in front of Tang Song, suddenly shouted loudly and led the farmers beside him to approach with farm tools.

The Imperial College students who advanced to Qingxinzhuang, the farmers who rushed out from Qingxinzhuang Gate, and the farmers who rushed from the left and right sides, thousands of people collided with each other at a distance of twenty or thirty steps in front of Qingxinzhuang Gate.

The students of Imperial College were moving forward with all their hearts and the farmers tried their best to stop them. At first, there were fewer farmers and were still at a disadvantage, but they only retreated more than ten steps. As more and more farmers came from both sides, the torrent of Imperial College students was finally blocked outside Qingxin Village.

At this time, the Imperial College students were only about ten steps away from Qingxinzhuang Gate and Tang Song, but at this ten steps, they were facing hundreds of farmers. As more and more farmers came on both sides, it was impossible to break through this ten steps away.

Taking advantage of this powerful obstacle, the students of the Imperial College naturally flattened along the array of roads. At this moment, a vigorous battle between scholars and farmers was staged in front of Qingxin Village. After all, the farmers were simple and did not dare or had the intention to hurt others. Therefore, when both sides approached, they both abandoned the farm tools and used their hands to tear them away from the obstacle.

In terms of the number of people, the farmers are not superior, but in this competition, they are unique in their strength. Often, a farmer can't even fight with three or five Imperial College students. Therefore, the scene has become a flat trend. Although the farmers cannot expel Imperial College students, it is difficult for them to make progress.

Hundreds of thousands of people were mixed together, and you tear me over. For a moment, the shouts outside Qingxin Village were shocking, and the torn clothes were thrown all over the sky, and there were also the flying Confucian crowns. The scene was so chaotic.

In the distance of this scene, some mature students and scholars of the Imperial College have never participated. Looking at the scene in front of them, they never expected that the sacred "right way" move would turn into this way. As they looked, someone paused his feet and stopped.

"There is no end to the end of the politeness, but how can the politeness be no end to the end of the politeness!"

"This incident in the Imperial College will completely become a laughing stock..."

"Tang Song's villain is really a villain!"

"A group of fools insult my gentle lineage is too much..."

The crisis outside Qingxin Village in front of him actually evolved into such a farce. Seeing that although the scene in front of the village was extremely chaotic, it did not intensify into a large-scale bloody conflict, Tang Song finally completely relieved.

At this moment, a large area of ​​smoke rose up in the distance in the road in front of Qingxin Village. Although it was late, the person who was leaving the matter came finally.
Chapter completed!