Looking at his son with his head lowered, Zhen Sanshan asked solemnly:

"Xiao Lin, are you still unwilling to take over the White Tiger Mountain?"

Hearing that Zhen Sanshan still asked this question, Zheng Xiaolin smiled bitterly and said:

"Dad, you already have the answer in your mind, why do you need to ask again?"

"Even if I have this idea, how can a disabled person like me subdue the vicious group of thugs under your command?"

Zhen Sanshan couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard this. After being silent for a while, he asked again:

"Then what are your plans after I die?"

Zheng Xiaolin said seriously:

"Although I am a cripple, I can't plant the land with my hands, and I can't do any hard work!"

"But fortunately, after studying with the master for many years, I can read and hyphenate, diagnose diseases, see, hear and ask questions, write documents for others, see a doctor and get medicine, it is still no problem. After all, I will not die of hunger, and my father does not have to do anything for me.

Worry·············"

Seeing Zheng Xiaolin speaking so easily, Zhen Sanshan shook his head and said with a smile:

"What do you think will happen to the situation in Green Forest after my death?"

Regarding this question, Zheng Xiaolin thought for a while and replied in a deep voice:

"Torn apart, you fight for it!"

After receiving this answer, Zhen Sanshan glanced at Zheng Xiaolin with admiration, and then continued:

"Since Xiao Lin knows this, why do you think you can stay out of it?"

"The most taboo thing about banditry is that if you cut the weeds without eradicating the roots, they will grow again with the spring breeze!"

"You are my son, even if you are pure and good-natured and don't fight with others! People will try their best to kill you in order to avoid future troubles!"

After Zhen Sanshan finished speaking, Zheng Xiaolin lowered his head and fell into silence. Having been born in a bandit's den, he certainly understood this truth.

It's just that Zhen Sanshan used to have a strong body, so he could self-anesthetize and avoid this problem, but now his father, the big tree that sheltered him from the wind and rain, was about to fall. No matter how much he wanted to escape, there was nowhere to hide.

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Looking at the silent Zheng Xiaolin, Zhen Sanshan felt a glimmer of hope in his heart and continued:

"Xiao Lin, do you know why your master, Mr. Du, made your father agree to the third condition and let you learn medical skills from him?"

Hearing Zhen Sanshan suddenly mention this, Zheng Xiaolin was a little surprised. He hesitated for a while and said:

"Master saw that I was born disabled and felt pity, so he taught me medical skills in the hope that one day I could heal myself?"

Hearing this, Zhen Sanshan shook his head and said:

"Xiao Lin, your legs were brought out from your mother's womb. They are God's punishment for me. Mr. Du can make you stand up, which is already a great blessing for you and me. As for more, it is a luxury..."

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"In this case, why does the master insist on letting me learn medical skills from you?" Zheng Xiaolin asked with some confusion:

Zhen Sanshan, who was lying on the bed, sighed and said with emotion and admiration:

"I've been in Sanshan, my whole life, and I've never blinked when someone held a knife to my neck. But I really admire your master!"

"Mr. Du has great wisdom, but I only realized it in these years."

"He knows that my life has been set in stone, and that it is hopeless and cannot be changed, so he wants to start with you, Xiao Lin."

"He took you with him to teach you through words and deeds, and taught you medical skills, just because he wanted you to have a benevolent heart as a doctor. After inheriting Baihu Mountain, you can make up for what your father did and do some good deeds for the Posuo Mansion and the people of Liaoyang.

Turn the White Tiger Mountain, which is full of tigers and wolves, into a place of goodness!"

After saying this, Zhen Sanshan looked at Zheng Xiaolin, saying nothing but shaking his head.

Listening to his father's words, Zheng Xiaolin finally came to a sudden realization. The scene when Du Jing taught him appeared in front of his eyes. He understood why, while studying medical skills, Du Jing taught him so many principles of life and taught him to be considerate of the sufferings of the people.

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Looking at Zheng Xiaolin, whose expression changed and seemed a little moved, Zhen Sanshan continued to encourage him:

"This world is like this: the weak eat the strong, and the strong is respected. When you have enough power, you can change the world and make the rules of the world run according to your ideas. But if you don't have the power, then you have to be honest.

Do things according to other people’s ideas!”

"Xiao Lin, tell me, do you want to control other people's destiny, or do you want others to control your destiny?"

Under the instigation of Zhen Sanshan, Zheng Xiaolin, who was originally determined not to inherit Baihu Mountain, began to loosen his inner persistence. In normal times, he would have sneered at these things, but now that he learned that Zhen Sanshan was about to die soon, Zheng Xiaolin realized

When he had no choice but to escape, he had to face the problem head-on.

After thinking about it seriously, Zheng Xiaolin smiled bitterly, spread his hands and said:

"Dad, you only have two months left at most, and you still have to face Ji Qiwei. Even if you want to help me rise, you probably won't be able to do it, right?"

"And even if you help me to take the position, who can convince me if I am disabled? I will definitely be kicked out before long, and my death will be even more ugly..."

Zhen Sanshan not only did not lament when he heard this, but he looked at Zheng Xiaolin and nodded with satisfaction. As a superior, your body may have some shortcomings, but your brain must be good at least being able to make decisions about the situation in front of you.

A clear and calm judgment!

"Xiao Lin, don't worry. Although you have been unwilling to accept it these years, you have been preparing to be a father. Although I can't say that I am 100% sure that I will help you take over, I am still 60-70% sure!" Zhen Sanshan is very confident.

Said confidently:

Zheng Xiaolin was a little doubtful after hearing this, as if he couldn't believe what Zhen Sanshan said, but at this moment Zhen Sanshan also lowered his voice and told all his preparations.

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Whisao Mansion, Shenmen Ridge.

Thousands of Liaoyang soldiers were resting on this small mountain ridge. At this time, these Liaoyang soldiers looked dejected like a defeated rooster. They were no longer the first to enter the Whispering Mansion, and they would not break the Baihu Mountain until they broke through.

He was also high-spirited and majestic.

The painful wails of the wounded could be faintly heard from the camp, which made the already demoralized army even more demoralized.

They had just withdrawn from Baihu Mountain six hours ago. Although the 30,000 Liaoyang soldiers only besieged Baihu Mountain for about seven days, because of the strict order of the coach Ji Qiwei, the fierce attack regardless of casualties resulted in

The number of people killed in this Liaoyang army exceeded 3,000, and the injured soldiers were countless...

Paying such a huge price is not the worst!

The worst thing is that so many people were killed and injured. Ji Qiwei's troops did not get any benefits from Baihu Mountain and could only retreat in a hurry after leaving thousands of corpses in Baihu Mountain.

At this time, in the Chinese army camp, Fan Ke, who joined the army, was introducing the army's logistics situation to Ji Qiwei, the general of the pirates, who was sitting in the main seat.

General, our army still has about 500 shi of food. According to the current consumption rate, our army can survive for two days. If we save some food, it can last for about three or four days."

"In addition to the food problem, we are still short of medicines. Where did the military doctor tell me that we are short of more than ten kinds of medicinal materials such as Panax notoginseng, Dao Kou Cao, Chui Feng San, etc. The bigger the urgent supply, the better. Many of our brothers now have no herbal treatment.

, I can only wait for death."

"According to the intelligence report, our army's grain transport team is still wandering near Qilipu due to harassment from surrounding bandits..."

Hearing this situation, Ji Qiwei, who was irritable by nature, roared angrily:

"What do these bitches in the food transport team do?"

"Why hasn't it arrived yet?"

"Do they want to starve me and my brothers to death?"

"I assigned more than 2,000 people to them, and a few bandits scared them to the point where they stopped moving forward?"

"Did their parents give them the courage?"

Amidst Ji Qiwei's scolding, all the generals in the camp did not dare to bite, for fear of drawing Ji Qiwei's anger onto themselves. After scolding for a while, Ji Qiwei gradually stopped cursing and sat down.

He took off his tiger fur coat and looked at the group of silent and useless subordinates in front of him and said angrily:

"Let's discuss it!"

After hearing what Ji Qiwei said, Fan Ke, who joined the army, raised his head and introduced:

"General, I suggest that we retreat as soon as possible before the remnants of the Baihu Mountain bandits catch up..."

Although Fan Ke said nicely that he was retreating, Ji Qiwei didn't understand. He was implicitly telling himself to run away. Ji Qiwei's face instantly turned ugly.

The distance from Baihu Mountain to Shenmen Ridge is only more than thirty miles. The reason why it took Ji Qiwei and his troops six hours to cover such a short distance was not because the officers and soldiers were already moving so slowly, but because the troops were moving so slowly.

It was because Ji Qiwei was unwilling and left in despair.

I still remember that when the troops were sent out, he, Ji Qiwei, slapped his chest in front of Song Wenhui and promised to bring the head of Zhensanshan back to Song Wenhui.

And now if he goes back like this, where will he put Ji Qiwei's face? Where will he put his reputation as the number one fierce general in Liaoyang?

If it wasn't for a logistical emergency, he really wanted to fight Zhen Sanshan until death, and he would never return it until Baihu Mountain was broken!

Even though he was in a difficult situation and was forced to withdraw from Baihu Mountain, Ji Qiwei deliberately walked very slowly, hoping that the troops from Zhensan Mountain could chase him out of Baihu Mountain and fight with him on the plain.

In the field, as long as Zhen Sanshan chases them out, Ji Qiwei is confident that he can turn the tide in one battle!

Unfortunately, Ji Qiwei's behavior was like ogling a blind man. Zhensanshan was not fooled at all. This put Ji Qiwei in a dilemma. He also knew that he was now in a logistical crisis and had to transport food.
To be continued...