My lady, I'm going to rebel.

Two plates of wild vegetables, a plate of game from an unknown animal, five people, three dishes, and a fist-sized steamed bun.

not enough!

Grab the soup and rice!

The key is that there is not even enough food!

Mu Zheng was not full. He blinked and stared at the only steamed bun on the table, muttering to himself, aren't these people too polite?

Not moving at all?

Could it be left for him as a guest?

Haha, how can I feel embarrassed about that?

"Young friend!" Mu Zheng was wondering whether he should go and get the steamed bun when he heard Master Gong calling him.

"Master Gong!" After spending the whole morning together, Mu Zheng also knew this man's identity.

Liu Gong was a descendant of the royal family. His ancestors were granted the title of Marquis of Yan. Liu Gong had two younger brothers, Liu Mao and Liu Penzi.

Liu Penzi was the legitimate son, and according to ancestral rules, he should have inherited the title.

However, instead of receiving the imperial edict to confiscate the family property, the Liu family received an imperial edict to confiscate their property. This was because Liu Gong's father was dissatisfied with Wang Mang's usurpation of the Han Dynasty and spoke out against it.

As a result, Liu Gong's father died of illness during exile. Before his death, he specifically instructed the older Liu Gong to take good care of Liu Penzi and assist him in his growth.

Liu Gong knew that his father was looking forward to the revival of the Han Dynasty, so that his legitimate son Liu Penzi could inherit the title and allow their family to continue to multiply.

Liu Gong had no objection to this.

Because only the legitimate son can inherit the title, if Liu Penzi died or was deposed, even if the Han Dynasty was revived, their family would not be eligible to regain the title.

For this reason, the brothers Liu Gong and Liu Mao always took good care of Liu Penzi.

In this way, five years passed in a flash. During these five years, the Liu brothers had been developing their own power in Mafushan, waiting for the opportunity to rise up in rebellion.

But what he never expected was that on the eve of the uprising, Liu Mao rebelled.

Of course, Liu Mao was not rebelling against the imperial court, but against his elder brother.

He said, who said we have to fight for our third brother all our lives? If it really works, he hopes that the eldest brother will become the emperor.

This made Liu Gong very angry, and he scolded him for disregarding his father's dying wish and violating the ancestral rules.

Liu Gong's refusal directly angered Liu Mao, and thus the main branch of Ma Fushan was split.

"Since ancient times, there has been a distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children. Why is that kid so ambitious?" When Liu Gong said this, his face was full of indignation.

In this regard, Mu Zheng didn't think Liu Mao did anything wrong.

Everyone has to make their own way. Why should I ask my two brothers to fight for a young boy? Just because his mother is the eldest wife?

If Liu Gong's father valued the son of the first wife so much, he should not have kept a concubine!

However, Mu Zheng did not reveal his true thoughts. After all, in history, it was Liu Penzi who sat in that position.

"My dear friend, welcome to join us at Mafu Mountain!" Liu Gong said with a smile, "I'm not in good health now, so I'm sorry I haven't prepared any decent meals for you."

"Hey, look at what you said. Nowadays, being able to guarantee three dishes is already very good." Mu Zheng was not being polite. After all, other places were eating tree bark, but at least he got to eat some green leaves.

What's more, isn't there still a steamed bun?

Mu Zheng stretched out his hand to grab the steamed bun, but when his fingertips were still half an arm's length away from the bun, he keenly felt a murderous aura coming towards him.

Withdraw your hand.

The table was instantly peaceful again.

"Want to eat?" Sai Zhangfei looked at Mu Zheng.

Uh.

Mu Zheng glanced at the others, and everyone was looking at him with burning eyes.

That look made Mu Zheng feel a little uneasy.

Isn’t this a welcome banquet prepared for him?

So should he answer whether he wants to eat or not?

"Just tell me if you want to eat." Gong Ye also joined in, his eyes shining.

Mu Zheng wanted to get up and leave. He felt that this group of people was abnormal.

"Brother Mu, please don't be so tight-lipped. There are no outsiders here." Li Lian seemed to have anticipated Mu Zheng's attempt to run away and held him down.

Mu Zheng chuckled twice and looked at Li Zidu for help, only to find that the other party's eyes were even more eager than Zhang Fei's.

Fucking ah?

When Mu Zhengjin arrived, how could a real man be frightened by these people who were deliberately trying to be mysterious?

"Want to eat!"

"Yahoo!"

Master Gong yelled, and quickly stretched out his right hand to grab the plate at lightning speed, muttering, "Hey, I can't miss this steamed bun."

Unexpectedly, Sai Zhangfei was even faster. She slammed the table and pulled the plate in front of her with one hand like lightning. Seeing Master Gong standing there in a daze, she raised her chin and said proudly, "Master Gong, whoever grabs this steamed bun first gets it. Don't be dissatisfied."

Gong Ye's eyes widened, his face full of resignation. He stood up, pointed at Sai Zhangfei and said, "Sai Zhangfei, you're too quick! This steamed bun must be shared by everyone." Sai Zhangfei snorted, tightly guarding the plate, and said, "You wish! Whatever I grab first is mine."

At this moment, Li Lian couldn't hold back any longer. He chuckled, rubbed his hands and said, "You got it? Did you ask me?" Then he pounced on the plate in Sai Zhangfei's hand.

Sai Zhangfei quickly dodged to the side, avoiding Li Lian's attack. Li Lian missed and nearly fell flat on his face. After stabilizing himself, he smiled awkwardly, "Hehe, mistake, mistake."

Li Zidu saw the lively scene and laughed out loud, saying, "Haha, how can I miss such a fun thing?" Then he joined the fight for the steamed buns. Li Zidu jumped around like a monkey, muttering to himself, "Steamed bun, steamed bun, come to my bowl!"

Suddenly, the table was in chaos. Gong Ye again tried to snatch the plate from Sai Zhangfei; Li Lian waited in wait, ready to strike; Li Zidu circled the table, searching for the perfect moment to grab the plate.

Sai Zhangfei held the plate tightly and shouted, "Don't even think about grabbing it. This steamed bun is mine." She dodged left and right, responding flexibly to the attacks of the crowd.

Gong Ye was anxious and said, "Sai Zhang Fei, you can't be so domineering."

Sai Zhangfei retorted: "Who is being overbearing? I got this by my own ability."

Li Lian also said, "Let's share it together. Don't be so stingy."

Li Zi nodded and said, "That's right."

Mu Zheng was stunned watching from the side. The scene of a group of people scrambling for a steamed bun reminded him of his time in the military camp.

Comrades would also grab steamed buns, or a piece of chocolate, or a big apple...

That kind of innocence, a kind of comradeship, and a progressive relationship.

Suddenly, Mu Zheng understood why these people stayed in Pianfeng.

"Hey!"

Sai Zhangfei patted Mu Zheng's shoulder and pulled him out of his memories.

"It's your turn now!"

Sai Zhangfei had a steamed bun stuffed in his mouth and his speech was not very clear.

"What do you mean it's my turn?" Mu Zheng didn't understand.

"You started the war, and now you've lost. Washing the pots and dishes is your punishment."

ha?

Mu Zheng suddenly understood why they asked him if he wanted to eat steamed bun.

It turns out it’s really a trap!