[Water Margin] Ximen is a fake official

After Huarong's sentence "Bitch", the courtyard fell into a complete silence.

A black crow flapped its wings and flew away from the eaves screaming "quack".

Ximen Qingqing smiled meaningfully at Huarong.

Zhang Wenyuan quickly poked Hua Rong with his elbow, "What nonsense are you talking about, this is a high official from Ximen!"

Huarong: "..."

He slowly raised his hand, rubbed his eyes firmly, and stared at Ximen Qingqing for a while without blinking.

This time, he finally saw Ximen Qingqing's eyebrows and eyes from under Yan Yan's makeup.

Hua Rong gasped.

"Officer, official, why are you dressed like this? Who, who is deliberately teasing you, official?"

As he said that, his gaze was fixed on Zhang Wenyuan's body, and his hand pressed the sharp knife for self-defense.

Zhang Wenyuan hurriedly explained: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand! We are here to display a strategy, not to tease adults on purpose!"

Hua Rong frowned: "What scheme? Beauty trap?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he himself was startled.

He scratched his cheek, "No, officer, I didn't mean that..."

Ximen Qingqing waved his hand, signaling that he doesn't need to say any more.

Come on, what a mistake to say!

Ximen Qingqing told Hua Rong about their strategy and asked him to cooperate.

Hua Rong nodded again and again, "Don't worry, officials, I will guard outside the door. If someone wants to harm the officials, I will shoot there with one arrow. It will not hurt their lives, but just restrain them."

As he spoke, he snapped off a flower branch casually.

Zhang Wenyuan: "..."

Why can't I believe your nonsense that it doesn't hurt your life?

Ximen Qingqing nodded, "Then you have to hide it well. When I want you to come in, you will throw a cup as a sign."

Huarong: "Officials, don't worry."

He looked at Ximen Qingqing's face a few more times, and said worriedly, "Why don't the officials cover his face?"

Ximen Qing's original appearance was excellent, but after using rouge and Qingdai makeup, it became more voluptuous and delicate, and even Hua Rong didn't dare to take a closer look.

Such a gorgeous beauty can be regarded as a sharp knife to some extent.

Ximen Qingqing asked him with a smile: "What's the matter? Am I so shameless?"

Hua Rong was speechless.

Ximen Qingqing put his hands behind his back, pointed his toes to the ground, raised his heels, and leaned over to look at him with a smile.

Hua Rong stepped back three steps and landed on Zhu Zhu.

Ximen Qingqing approached step by step, "Huh? What do you mean?"

Hua Rong closed his eyes, turned his head, and said cautiously and shyly: "No, the official is very good-looking..."

He licked his lips, blood dripping from the tips of his ears, "The official is extremely beautiful."

"It was Huarong who couldn't speak, and offended the officials."

Ximen Qingqing nodded, "You can't speak too much, how can you call a woman who is beautiful and beautiful?"

She took her hand from behind and patted his chest, "Hua Rong, you are a good man, but you should be gentle and respectful to girls."

Huarong felt as if a sharp knife embroidered with spring was pressed against his chest, and this danger made his heart beat non-stop.

He raised his head, knocked the back of his head on the pillar, and exposed his neck to the sharp knife.

Adam's apple moved.

He replied hoarsely, "I remember."

Ximen Qingqing withdrew his hand contentedly, and let Zhang Wenyuan, who was watching in a daze, go to make preparations.

Zhang Wenyuan came back to his senses, looked at Ximen Qingqing, and then at Huarong, showing an expression of sudden realization.

"Yes, my little one, I'll invite Zhu Dian here."

As he walked, he said to himself: "It turns out that the judge's favorite is not a poor official's wife, nor a rural medical girl, but the queen of the village."

Ximen Qingqing: "..."

Can you talk to yourself a little bit softer?

She turned her head and saw that Hua Rong was still leaning on the pillar and distracted.

She held the whip and shook it in front of his eyes, Huarong's eyes recovered.

Ximen Qingqing tilted his head and looked at him, "Did you hear what Zhang Wenyuan said just now?"

Huarong: "Ah? What?"

Ximen Qingqing: "...Okay, I know you're distracted."

"Oh... um."

Ximen Qingqing: "Why do you look like you've lost your soul?"

She blinked at him, her bright eyes moved closer, and she deliberately teased him, "Where is my brother's soul?"

Hua Rong blushed, surrendered and cupped his hands: "Officer, stop teasing me, I can't stand this."

Ximen Qingqing smiled and said, "Brother is indeed a young man with full of enthusiasm."

Hua Rong coughed, staring at the toe of her shoe in silence.

Ximen Qingqing: "What are you thinking now?"

Huarong: "Officials are good-looking..."

Ximen Qingqing: "...I'm not talking about this!"

She smiled helplessly: "I mean, are you still standing on Song Jiang's side?"

Huarong reacted abruptly.

He raised his head and looked at her.

No.

Still can't control my heart.

Hua Rong looked away in a panic, and said, "I understand the painstaking efforts of the official, and I also understand that he is indeed a murderer."

"Although emotionally speaking, he has helped my elder brother; but legally speaking, he is a guilty person. The law is merciless, and Hua Rong is not confused."

Ximen Qingqing nodded in satisfaction.

"It's just that Hua Rong doesn't understand something."

Hua Rong: "This matter was initiated because Hua Rong asked the officials. Since Song Jiang has been proven guilty, why should the officials waste their energy on this matter?"

Ximen Qingqing: "This statement is wrong. Although I already know that Song Jiang is the murderer, I don't know the motive of Song Jiang's murder. I have a strong curiosity about all the truth of the case, and I must find out. Moreover, we must To catch Song Jiang, sending out countless returns will be like looking for a needle in a haystack, but if you know his motive for killing someone, you might be able to understand where he will go next, and you can easily find him."

"I see."

Ximen Qingqing looked at an old tree in the courtyard, and said calmly: "The corpse tells us the clues. If we want to live up to the corpse, we should figure it out."

"I hate these people for neglecting their duties and wantonly destroying clues because of favors."

Huarong didn't speak.

Ximen Qingqing: "What kind of person do you think Song Jiang is?"

Huarong: "Filial piety and righteousness, and relief for those in need."

Ximen Qingqing smiled and said, "In my opinion, he is a cowardly and hypocritical hypocrite."

Hua Rong's eyes widened, "Why did the official say that?"

Ximen Qingqing: "Don't dare to catch rape even if you're cuckolded. You just want to calm things down and pretend nothing happened. Isn't that cowardly and cowardly?"

Huarong: "Maybe he doesn't want to..."

He couldn't think of any excuses.

"There is also Xiaoyi in your mouth. If he is filial, he will ignore the involvement of his father and brother. After murdering, he will flee to the place where Song Taigong lives. He has already prepared a certificate of citizenship three years ago. It seems that he will not be a burden. Father and brother, don’t you actually abandon your father and brother? There is also righteousness, I heard that he released many thieves who were suppressed and captured, and he is a man of righteousness, but this kind of righteousness has broken the country’s laws and regulations, and is even the same as those thieves.”

Ximen Qingqing sneered, "He's full of benevolence, justice and morality, full of male robbers and female prostitutes, extremely hypocritical!"

She swept her sleeves and went inside the house.

Hua Rong stood in the courtyard, the more he thought about Ximen Qingqing's words, the more he felt chills down his spine.

"Officer...why do you want to go back?" He was about to say something, but the words turned into another sentence.

Ximen Qingqing's voice came from the room, "There are cosmetic utensils here, and I suddenly thought of a good idea."

"Hey?"

"Go and find someone for me..." Ximen Qingqing continued to order.

……

"Director Zhu, please hurry up, this way please." Zhang Wenyuan smiled and pulled Zhu Dian towards him.

Zhu Tong smiled, "You and I don't know each other very well, I didn't expect you to invite me to dinner and drink."

Zhang Wenyuan: "Zhu Dutou is as righteous as Guan Yunchang. I have heard of Zhu Dutou's reputation for a long time. I have always wanted to associate with Zhu Dutou. Now I finally have the opportunity."

Zhu Ting smiled, but his expression was very vigilant.

He entered the room with Zhang Wenyuan, and saw a round table covered with dried fruits and dishes, a jug of wine on it, and several jars of wine around the table, but there were three stools in the room.

Zhu Tong frowned, "Wen Yuan, did you invite other people?"

Zhang Wenyuan smiled, "No, no, I just invited a singer, it's so boring just the two of us drinking."

Zhu Tong laughed, "You still like this one."

Zhang Wenyuan laughed, "I'm laughing, I'm laughing."

Zhu Ting tentatively said: "I thought you still missed Yan Poxi and hated Song Jiang in your heart."

Zhang Wenyuan suddenly remembered the few words Ximenqing reminded him this morning.

——"You invited Zhu Dian here for no reason, he must have doubts about you, so he will test you, asking if you remember Yan Poxi, or hate Song Jiang, you must not answer that you don't remember, don't hate , this kind of happy answer is even more suspicious."

——"You should say this, saying that you remember it and hate it, but since a person is dead, it is useless to pursue it, and you have received Song Jiang's favor, so you can't hate it anymore, so he can believe you."

Zhang Wenyuan paused, sorted out his language, and said slowly: "Oh, Yan Poxi and I were just a romantic relationship, and death is nothing, but it's a good life anyway, if you forget it like this, I will Isn't Zhang Wenyuan that wolf-hearted person?"

Zhu Tong: "So, you still hate Song Jiang because of this?"

Zhang Wenyuan let him take a seat, poured wine for him, and poured a glass for himself.

He took a sip, smacked his lips, and sighed: "Although I miss Yan Poxi, what can I do? After all, Song Jiang is also kind to me, I want to hate... well, I can't hate."

He covered his face in distress, but secretly watched Zhu Dian's reaction through his fingers.

Zhu Ting frowned and drank the wine in his glass.

Zhang Wenyuan immediately poured wine for the two of them again, sighed sadly, and said, "Song Jiang is also my good brother, but he...how could he do such a thing? I really don't believe it!"

Zhu Teng drank another gulp, "I don't believe it either, but it was indeed what he did, he is confused."

Zhang Wenyuan drank him a few glasses of wine and asked inadvertently, "Is there a reason why Song Jiang had to do this? I heard from Wu Zuo that he also found paper scraps from Yan Poxi's nails."

Zhu Tong paused, "Who knows, it's probably because of emotion."

Zhang Wenyuan knew that he had aroused Zhu Dian's suspicion again, so he wished to give himself a big mouth and make him talk more.

The two drank a few more glasses, and Zhang Wenyuan saw that the smell of alcohol was getting on his face, so he said with a smile: "The singer I invited should also be here, I'll go and have a look."

Zhang Wenyuan went out and asked Ximen Qingqing to come on stage.

When he saw Ximen Qingqing for the first time, he was almost out of his wits and screamed, but fortunately, Hua Rong covered his mouth in time.

Ximen Qingqing held the pipa and smiled at him, "I just haven't seen Sanlang for a few days, Sanlang, did you forget about my family?"

Zhang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, "You... no, no, you can't be her."

Ximen Qingqing: "It's me, Ximen Qing, don't you recognize me?"

Zhang Wenyuan's frightened soul finally returned.

He stroked his chest, "It turned out to be Master Ximen, I thought Yan Poxi's soul had returned."

That's right, the current Ximen Qingqing looks like Yan Poxi through clothing and makeup.

Hua Rong said: "The officials specially ordered me to find that godly woman, put on Yan Poxi's clothes, and learn Yan Poxi's words and deeds."

Zhang Wenyuan: "Your Excellency is truly a man of God."

Ximen Qingqing: "Don't talk so much, go in first."

Zhang Wenyuan nodded again and again, "This time I must scare that fellow Zhu to death!"

Zhang Wenyuan ran back happily.

Ximen Qingqing put on her veil, hugged her pipa, lowered her head, and stepped into the room with small steps.

She took a peek at Zhu Tong, who had bright eyes, a ruddy complexion, and a long beard.

Zhu Tong just glanced at her, but didn't take a closer look.

Ximen Qingqing hurriedly lowered his head.

Zhang Wenyuan smiled and persuaded Zhu Dianjiu vigorously.

After the two drank for a while, Zhu Tong's head was dizzy, but he felt that something was wrong.

"Hey, yes," he rubbed his forehead, "Why didn't you ask the singer to sing?"

Zhang Wenyuan turned to look at Ximen Qingqing: "Yes, why don't you sing?"

Ximen Qingqing: "..."

I sing a ghost!I'm tone deaf, are you trying to scare yourself to death?

Zhu Tong slammed the wine bowl with his chopsticks, "Come, come, sing quickly!"

Well, since you have to die, I won't stop you either.

Ximen Qingqing sank into his dantian, plucked the strings of the pipa with his hand, swiped and pulled it suddenly, and opened his mouth to sing: "Tao Ye'er has a sharp tip..."

Pentatonic insufficiency, turned nine bends and eighteen turns, and directly "sharp" broke the sound.

With a sound of "crash", Zhu Dian broke the wine bowl with all his strength.

After singing the first line, Ximen Qingqing forgot the words, so he could only hum a few lines indiscriminately, and continued: "...Slaves are like Diao Chan thinking of Lu Bu, and like Yan Poxi sitting on the building thinking of Zhang San—ah——ah -"

Zhang San and Zhang Wenyuan spat out all the wine in his mouth with a "poof".

The author has something to say: "It's like Yan Poxi sits upstairs thinking about Zhang San" in "Exploring Qingshuihe" refers to the affair between Yan Poxi and Zhang Wenyuan in "Water Margin", Zhang San=Sanlang=Zhang Wenyuan

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感谢在2020-02-2022:04:43~2020-02-2111:18:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: it was originally one from Jiutianxi Zhongzhou;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!