Daming: Wanted to be a small landlord, but was forced to ascend the throne

Chapter 13 Encountered a Raid
"Don't worry! Master Qin is very skilled, a dozen people are not his opponents, there will be no problem!"

The third son is full of confidence in Qin Shao.

In his eyes, Master Qin of their family is No. 1, at least he has never seen anyone who can beat Master Qin, at least in his limited knowledge!
It was his master of the eyebrow-level stick technique, who was very powerful in the eyes of Xiao Sanzi.

Now he feels that if the master competes with Master Qin, he may not be able to win!

Master Qin is young!
"Then what do you think Lord Qin practiced? He's so good!"

Han Jinrong blushed when she mentioned Qin Shao.

She used to call Qin Shao Brother Qin, but now she followed the third son to call Qin Shao Master Qin.

Qin Shao was only a few years older than them, but his demeanor and majesty, for some reason, always made people respect him.

"I don't know what Master Qin is practicing. Anyway, he can use sticks, knives and guns. He is very strong and powerful. I just can't find the way to his kung fu!"

"From now on, I'll be as good as Master Qin!"

The third son scratched his head and said.

Then he picked up the stick and gestured aside.

"Little Sanzi, what are you practicing?"

Seeing that the third son's gestures were different this time, Han Jinrong was a little curious.

Where did he seem to see those moves?
"I'm using a stick to show Lord Qin's halberd tricks. I want to incorporate these tricks into my stick skills!"

The third son said triumphantly.

"Okay! I said, why are you so familiar! Being able to absorb the essence of Lord Qin, you are also called original creation!"

"Yes! This is what I call original creation. I will also name my kung fu in the future and pass it on to my apprentices. From now on, I, Li Liangqin, will also be famous in the world!"

The third son's dream is quite lofty.

"Haha! Little Sanzi, not bad! Your idea is very good, but what name are you going to name this stick technique?"

Han Jinrong rarely laughed.

"Girl, I haven't read the book. Master Qin said you are a daughter of a rich family, so you should have read the book. What do you think is the right name?"

"I don't know, and I don't know Kung Fu. I, the monk Zhang Er, can't figure out what you practice, and I don't understand anything!"

Han Jinrong smiled.

"What is Monk Zhang Er? What you said is good! My master is a monk, and my stick technique also incorporates Master Qin's kung fu, so it's called Zhang Er stick technique!"

The third son said solemnly.

It made Han Jinrong bend over again laughing.

"Little Sanzi, we are going to De'an Mansion soon. My uncle's family has manors, fields, and many shops, and there is also an ethnology where you can study. You wander around all day, do you want to settle down?"

"If you want to stay, you can go to my uncle and the others to learn how to study. You don't need to study, you can go to the shop to be a clerk first, and then you can be an accountant or shopkeeper!"

Han Jinrong had always been looking forward to going to her uncle's house, but now she was not far from De'an Mansion where her uncle's house lived, so she was a little flustered for some reason.

Thinking about how they depended on each other all the way, they were very reluctant to part with each other, especially not to part with Qin...

But she didn't dare to say, it was also against etiquette, so she could only test the third son, looking for some psychological comfort.

She knew that Qin Shao was going to Anluzhou to find her father, and she had no reason to stop her, and she also had unfinished business.

It's just that she hopes in her heart that the third son can stay with her as a company, that way...then the two of them are together, maybe Qin Shao may visit them in the future and have more contacts, this becomes Han Jinrong's only hope.

"Then... Do you want to leave Master Qin? I promised to follow Master Qin in the future, and to be his servant! But what you said is also very good. If... If Master Qin can stay, I am also willing. Anyway, I have no home, so I will go wherever Master Qin goes."

The third son admired Master Qin's kung fu, and Master Qin saved his life, and only after following Master Qin did he eat enough and not starve to death. The third son did not want to leave Qin Shao.

And for those who practice martial arts, the most important thing is reputation, a man should keep his word!

Little Sanzi wanted to say something, when he suddenly saw a group of people coming out of the woods on one side of the hill.

The group of people were dressed in rags, their bodies were thin, and they held sticks and other instruments in their hands. When they saw them, their eyes suddenly flashed.

Han Jinrong saw it too, and the hairs on her body instantly stood on end.

"Little three!"

she cried.

Master Qin went to the front to find water, and there were only the two of them left, yet so many strangers came.

"I saw it, you hide behind me!"

The little third son, who had a childish face before, turned cold, and instantly clenched the stick in his hand.

Batch after batch of refugees fled, and these were obviously the ones in front of them.

The refugees are complex, including ordinary people, prisoners, officials, and robbers.

The original so-called good people may also become crazy robbers under special circumstances. According to the clothes and behavior of these people, they should be those.

When those people saw them, they were stunned for a moment, and when they saw their large and small packages, they rushed over directly.

Xiao Sanzi was dexterous, brandishing the wooden stick, and smashing it directly at the head of the person in front.

The man groaned and fell to the ground.

The people who rushed up from behind didn't expect this kid to be so powerful, and looked at the third son and Han Jinrong with some horror.

"Go! There are only two of them!"

A somewhat frail man shouted.

Looking at the situation, these people have been hungry for a long time and have no strength. They are here to rob.

As soon as he said hello, those people rushed towards the third son in an instant.

The youngest son had a stern look on his face, and he went up to him without showing any weakness.

It's just that there were many of them, and they were all adults. After all, Xiao Sanzi was just a child. Although he was good at fighting, he became slower and slower as he beat him, and he was greeted by sticks from time to time.

Seeing Han Jinrong shouting for help holding two bundles, two cunning people turned around and pulled towards her.

"Crash!"
The food in the bag was pulled away, and the cloth scarf on Han Jinrong's head was also removed by one person!
"Second brother, she's a girl, and she's quite pretty. If you get it in Xiangsilou, it will be worth at least 70 taels of silver!"

One said obscenely.

"What are you thinking! People are starving to death! I have to go to Anlu to grab some food. This girl is still alive. She belongs to a rich family. There must be a lot of food and soft food in the bag!"

Another person stepped forward to snatch the baggage from Han Jinrong's hand.

"You can't steal our food!"

Han Jinrong shouted, she was a little afraid of these two people before!
Now that they heard that they were going to rob them of food, they didn't want to fight with those two!

It's just that she was just a woman after all, and was quickly pushed to the ground by those two people.

Little Sanzi's side gradually couldn't support it...

Qin Shao didn't enter the village. He looked at several wells at the head of the village. There was no water, and they were all dry wells.

There were bursts of stench, and some unrecognizable objects lay scattered and scattered in the distance. When he raised his eyes, he knew that they were corpses.

There is no need to enter the village!

He jumps to conclusions.

Then he turned around and walked out of the village. He was a little worried because Xiaosanzi and Han Jinrong were still waiting there.

The sudden "Help" yell in the distance made him shudder even more.

He hurriedly moved towards the hill where Han Jinrong and the others were staying.

When he saw the situation on the other side of the hill, he rushed forward in two steps in three steps.

"Master Qin!"

The third son exclaimed in surprise, his voice choked with sobs.

(End of this chapter)