C198 I'm Always the Leader of the Assassins

For nearly a year, as long as he was willing to listen, Lee Chizhen would take the initiative to talk about his past. When one was old, they liked to reminisce about the past. They liked to talk about things that they were proud of when they were young. They also had the intention of showing off. It was a very normal phenomenon.

Those stories that were close to legends were very attractive. The more he listened, the more he liked to hear them. This was also one of the reasons why he liked to interact with Li Jizhen, but it was definitely not the main reason. The reason why he was willing to interact with Li Jizhen was because. . . The main reason was that he had an aura that ordinary people did not possess. As for what this aura was, Gao Yiyong did not know exactly. But it was very attractive.

Although Li Jizhen hadn't read a book for a day, and didn't even know how to write his own name, However, his experience was very rich. . . It was quite legendary. Especially since he had been the secretary of the Fan Family's army since the beginning of the liberation period, he had been there for forty years. He had led his club members to do many amazing things. From what he saw today, it was simply a miracle and a mystery.

At this moment, seeing Li Man Rong speak like this, Gao Yong also smiled knowingly. He thought to himself that Li Man Rong was after all someone who had seen the world and understood his thoughts very well. He was also very good at speaking. Thus, he smiled slightly and also said a sentence from the bottom of his heart, "As long as the old secretary is willing to speak, I'm all ears. "

"Dad, just tell me about it. " Li Manrong did not want to miss such a rare opportunity to please his superiors. He urged, "These young people who came with Secretary Gao love to hear stories from you. Dad, just tell us a very interesting story. Let us broaden our horizons. "

At this time, Song Zhantao, who was checking the poverty alleviation situation with Gao Yiyong, Even Fan Caixia's fiancé interrupted and said, "Old Master, We do love to hear your stories, so just tell us one. Don't let us come to your house for nothing. " As soon as he finished speaking, a few young men also urged him. "Old man, tell me one thing. Quick, tell me one. " "We can't wait any longer. "

Seeing this scene, Li Zhi was very clear that it would be impossible for him not to tell. He sighed deeply and said thoughtfully, "Fan Zhengkun is already dead, and I won't be able to live for long. If we don't talk about the grudges between the two of us, I'm afraid we'll be buried in a coffin forever. "

After a short while, he drank a mouthful of tea and cleared his throat with all his might. He swept his gaze over everyone in the room with a very dignified and imposing manner, and when he saw all of them sitting upright and upright with gazes that revealed great desire, he couldn't help but laugh coldly in his heart, and he slowly spoke of a memory that had been hidden in the depths of his heart for a very long time.

The day of November, 1948, the year before the liberation of Da An. In an afternoon that was covered in dark clouds and heavy snow, Old Man Li, Li Jizhen's father, died. After letting the Fan family live for many years, he finally died in the shabby cave at the back of the mountain that could only shelter them from the wind and rain, ending his very miserable life.

At that time, because he lost in the competition with the Camel Tang Gang in Liang Province, it caused the Fan family to lose a chance to earn big money. In a fit of rage, Fan Zhengkun beat up Li Jizhen and then let him enter the back of the mountain. Together with his father, Old Man Li, they herded lambs for the Fan family all day long.

Ever since the first generation ancestor Fan Shide made a fortune by herding sheep, the descendants of the Fan family had always abided by the last words of the ancestor. No matter when, they raised a large herd of sheep to prepare for future troubles. At this time, the Fan family was already a well-known rich family on both sides of the Yellow River. The miserable situation they had when they first came to Daan could not be mentioned in the same breath.

Before Old Man Li died, he held his son's hand tightly. He used a lot of effort to call his nickname. He said one sentence. "Little Zhenzi, after I die, Don't hate the Fan family. After your mother dies, we have nowhere else to go. It was Sir Fan who took us in and gave us a bite to eat. Remember their benefits, don't do stupid things again.

At this time, Li Jizhen was already twenty years old, so he naturally understood what his father said. With tears in his eyes, he agreed to his father. Ever since Fan Zhengkun rushed to the rear mountain to herd sheep, his heart was filled with a very strong resentment. Sometimes, he wished he could kill Fan Zhengkun with a knife to vent his hatred. However, he did not have the courage and influence to do so, so he could only vent it out verbally.

From his son's daily words and actions, Old Man Li had already noticed a trace of clues, and he faintly felt very uneasy. His son was an extremely stubborn person, commonly known as a simple-minded person. Although he was in his twenties, when he did things, sometimes he was very reckless and did not consider the consequences. A martial arts competition with the Tang Gang was a very typical example.

Therefore, in the free time when the sheep were eating grass, Old Man Li had to take himself as an example. He consciously taught his son how to survive in this chaotic and cruel society. Even though he had suffered for his entire life, he was still herding sheep to the Fan family.

"Little Zhenzi, let me ask you, in this world, what is the most important thing to a person?" In the hot summer, lying in the shade of a cliff, looking at the herbivorous flock of sheep eating grass on the hillside, Old Man Li chewed on a piece of grass and casually asked his son, "Tell me about it. "

In fact, Little Zhenzi was not his biological son. However, it was him who pulled it up with his own hands. He had very deep feelings for him. Twenty years ago, a very coincidental opportunity. . . Widow Tao walked into Old Man Li's thatched hut and begged him to be kind. To take her in. At that time, widow Tao had just lost her man. She had a big belly and had no one to rely on. She had nowhere to go.

Therefore, Old Man Li, who had been single for half his life,. . . He even took good care of this pitiful woman. As long as there was a bite to eat. . . Even if he were to starve, he would let widow Tao eat to her heart's content. As time passed, widow Tao was very touched, even though Old Man Li was older than her by more than 20 years. She was poor, but she still resolutely married him. And just like that, The two of them became husband and wife on the way.

More than four months later, widow Tao gave birth to a son. He was fair, fat, and very cute. He had a son when he was old. Although he was not his own son, Old Man Li was dancing with joy. It was not enough to hug his son and kiss him, so he happily spent two dollars. He asked the educated teacher in the village to give his son a name, Little Zhenzi. The official's name was Li Jizhen.

What was the most important thing in a person's life? Li Jizhen had never thought of this seemingly simple question. At his age, everyone. . . Whether it was the male or the female, it was a time filled with all kinds of fantasies. In the past, he was very envious of Fan Zhengkun, an awe-inspiring elder brother who would shake the Yellow River three times with a stamp of his foot.

Now, as long as he saw Fan Zhengkun, he would hurriedly hide far away, afraid that he would be seen by him. However, the resentment in his heart did not lessen. Instead, it grew stronger and stronger day by day. He also hated this Dragon's Head, who had a very violent temper and often carried out harsh family laws, even more. He thought that one day, he would replace him.

"The most important thing for a person is to have ambition. " After thinking for a long time, based on his limited knowledge and experience in the martial arts world, Li Jizhen fiercely said an answer, "With ambition, one can become a superior person and no longer be bullied by others. "

From the fact that he was defeated by the Tang Gang and severely punished by Fan Zhengkun, Li Jizhen faintly realized the importance of ambition. During the time he was herding sheep with his father, He got up very early every day and slept very late. He made the best use of his time to practice his martial arts and did not stop for a day. Now. . . He thought to himself that his martial arts had already been trained to a very high level. He could defeat Fan Zhengkun now.

Old Man Li only smiled coldly at his son's answer. He did not confirm or deny it in front of his son. Instead, he looked at the herbivorous flock of sheep. After a short while, he said his understanding meaningfully. "Little Zhenzi, as a person, the most important thing is to not forget your roots. Remember the benefits of others. "

After having a son, Old Man Li was in high spirits and worked even harder than before. Apart from worrying about his two acres of land very well, he also raised a group of chickens and a few sheep. He hoped to earn more money so that his son would not lack food and clothes since he was young. He would grow up happily and happily.

His simple wish was when his son was seven or eight years old. Like soap bubbles under the sun, it was completely destroyed. The reason was very simple: His wife suffered from tuberculosis and coughed up blood all day long. Half a year later, she was so thin that she didn't look like a human being. She had spent all the money in her family and owed him a huge debt. After spitting out the last big mouthful of blood, he left the man and his son behind. He died painfully on his own brick bed.

After burying his wife, Old Man Li only had his son left. Other than paying the bill, the rest of the money was spent on his wife's funeral. Helpless, in order to survive, he could only hold his son's hand and thicken his face. He walked into the Fan family's courtyard and herded sheep for the Fan family.

Although it was very hard to herd sheep, the wind came and the rain went, and he spent most of his time in the desolate mountain. He could not see a single person, and his salary was not much either. He could only make a living, but to Old Man Li, who was at the end of his rope, he was already very content. Sometimes, when he thought about how the Fan family kindly took him and his father in when he was at his lowest point, Old Man Li would feel a trace of gratitude.

There was a deeper meaning to his father's words. Li Jizhen only nodded his head a few times. He did not really take it to heart, nor did he take it to heart. At this time, he was only thinking about a very important thing. In his opinion, it could even be said that this was a big matter that could completely change the fate of the two of them.

Old Man Li was completely unaware of his son's very secretive thoughts. If he knew a little bit, perhaps nothing would have happened. A few days later, in the middle of the night, when the rain was pouring, his son ran back in a panic. His face was covered in blood, and he looked terrified. It was only then that he was on high alert.

However, under his repeated questioning, his son only said, "I went out to do one thing. " Then, he went to sleep. No matter how Old Man Li asked, he did not say another word. From the bloodstains on his son's face, it could be seen that this kid did not do a good thing.

As expected, just as Old Man Li was lost in his thoughts, feeling anxious and at a loss of what to do, he could not sleep. When the sun rose, Fan Zhengkun brought a few brothers from the Elder Council and walked into the house with killing intent.

Before Old Man Li could say anything, A man called Xu Fu rushed forward and grabbed Li Jizhen's hair. He lifted Li Jizhen from under the covers and threw him into the ground. He kicked him a few more times and scolded, "Damn it, you have guts. How dare you assassinate Uncle Fan? Are you tired of living?"

At this moment, Old Man Li finally understood. It turned out that his son had braved the heavy rain and went to the Fan family's courtyard late last night to assassinate Fan Zhengkun. Thus, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and kowtowed a few times to Fan Zhengkun, begging him: "Uncle Fan, Little Zhenzi doesn't know reason. After offending your tiger's might, I'm willing to die for him. "

"You're going to die for him? That's easy for you to say. " Fan Zhengkun said coldly with an ashen face. "I've raised you all for so many years, but you've actually become ingrates. Not only do you not want to repay me, you even ran to my house in the middle of the night. You want to take my life? You really don't want to live anymore. " As he spoke, He took out a short gun and aimed it at Li Jizhen's head.

Seeing this scene, Old Man Li tightly hugged Fan Zhengkun's right leg. He cried out loud and said, "Uncle Fan, you are a good old man. If you want to shoot me, shoot me to death. Don't hurt Little Zhenzi. " After saying that, He suddenly stood up and pressed his chest against the muzzle of the gun. He firmly said, "Uncle Fan, shoot me to death. "

"Dad, you don't need him. Just let him shoot me to death. " Li Jizhen lay on the ground, covering his red and swollen face. He struggled to raise his head and shouted at his father. He gritted his teeth and said to Fan Zhengkun, "Fan, others are afraid of you. But I, Li Jizhen, am not afraid of you at all. If you have the ability, shoot me to death.

Seeing that his son was about to die, he still acted like he didn't know what death was. Old Man Li turned around and kicked his son in the face. He scolded sternly, "Ignorant fool, hurry up and admit your mistake to Master Fan!" Then he turned around and said to Fan Zhengkun, "Uncle Fan, he's just a kid. He doesn't know what's good for him. Please be merciful and let him go. "

At that moment, the sun shone through the narrow window. It shone into the house and onto Fan Zhengkun's face. He gritted his teeth and closed the door. After thinking for a while, he said: "Xu Fu, take this kid who doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, who smells like rice and smells like farts. . . Drag him to the back mountain to feed the wolves. " Then he said to Old Man Li, "Every injustice has its debtor. What your son did. . . It has nothing to do with you," Old Man Li said.

So, Xu Fu and his brothers dragged Li Jizhen to a cliff without hesitation and kicked him down fiercely. A few screams immediately rang out in the spacious valley, attracting a flock of ravens that were looking for food. They hovered in the sky for a long time without dispersing.

"Old man, how did you survive?" Speaking up to this point, everyone could not help but let out sighs of admiration. While Song Zhantao was sighing in admiration, he took advantage of the time when Li Jizhen drank water to rest and interrupted with great interest, "Quickly speak. "

At this time, Gao Yiyong stared at Li Jizhen and thought to himself. In history, the Old Li family and the Old Fan family indeed had many unexplainable things, such as right, wrong, and grudges. No wonder the two families had a fierce competition in the Fan family.