[Water Margin] Ximen is a fake official

Before the end of the song, Ximen Qingqing folded his fingertips and drew carefully on the strings of the pipa.

With a few "chao cao", she broke several pipa strings at once.

Ximen Qingqing: "..."

She didn't have any tweezers on her nails, so how could so many strings fall off all at once?

"Ahem——" Zhang Wenyuan coughed earth-shatteringly while lying on the table.

Zhu Ting covered his ears, almost fainted by the magic sound.

Zhu Tong couldn't help but said: "Wen Yuan, I really can't agree with the music you like."

Zhang Wenyuan leaned on the table, raised his hand, and shook it feebly.

Zhu Tong: "However, maybe I drank too much, I seem to have heard a few familiar names."

Zhang Wenyuan's back broke out in cold sweat, he raised his head, and said with a smile: "You are inexperienced just by looking at Zhu Dutou. Don't look at her singing, but her appearance is first-class."

Zhu Tong: "Huh?"

Zhang Wenyuan quickly persuaded him to drink, "Come on, let's drink more."

Zhu Tong was dizzy, confused and drank a lot of wine.

It took him a while to react.

"No, no, aren't we talking about the lady who sings this song? Why do you always persuade me to drink?"

Zhang Wenyuan: "Suppress the shock, suppress the shock."

Zhu Ting swayed left and right, and asked inexplicably: "Look at what this lady looks like, but she still wants me to drink to calm her down? How scary does she look like?"

Zhang Wenyuan smiled without saying a word, and kept persuading him to drink.

Zhu Ting got drunk, pointed at Ximen Qingqing and said, "Look up, I want to see what a person who is so precious to Zhang Wenyuan looks like, you play the pipa, you sing the melody, Any passerby on the road is better than you."

"Unless you grow into a celestial being, I..." His face was flushed red from the alcohol, he hiccupped and spoke recklessly.

At this moment, the woman holding the pipa slowly moved away from the pipa and slowly raised her head.

The light in this room is not good. When she raised her head, her beautiful face appeared in the darkness. Then, she pursed her red lips and smiled at him.

Zhu Tong was shocked, like a bolt of lightning struck his celestial cap, his body shook violently, and he fell down from the chair.

He clutched his heavy head, unable to tell whether it was reality or fantasy.

Ximen Qingqing got up and approached him.

Zhu Ting pressed his thumbs to his temples, gritted his teeth and said, "Who... are you?"

Ximen Qingqing saluted with a smile, "I have seen this official before."

Zhu Tong felt a burst of cold air swept over his whole body, and goosebumps kept coming out.

He stared, "Are you a human or a ghost!"

He closed his eyes and shook his head violently, trying to make himself more awake.

It's a pity that now his left brain is made of flour, and his right brain is made of clear water. When he shakes it, his head will be full of paste.

"Zhang Wenyuan..."

Zhu Tie turned to look for him, but did not find Zhang Wenyuan.

That Yan Poxi was walking towards him step by step.

Zhu Tie gritted his teeth, a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he said, "Okay, if you take revenge on me, you can take revenge. I just hope you can let Song Jiang go."

Yo, it's a loyal one.

Ximen Qingqing smiled, "Officer, that's not how it is said. If you have a grudge, you have a grudge. If you have a grudge, you have revenge. Whoever kills the slave family, the slave family will seek justice."

Zhu Ting: "But Song Jiang killed you because you are watery!"

Ximen Qingqing said slowly: "Is it true that slaves will be killed if they cheat on their husbands? How many men should be killed when they cheat on their wives and look for prostitutes? Those men who have wives and want to marry concubines will also be killed." Did you kill it?"

Zhu Tong covered his head, "Nonsense!"

Ximen Qingqing sneered, "You men can't be loyal yourself, so why do you come to ask us women?"

Zhu Tong opened his mouth.

Ximen Qingqing said before he could speak: "Besides, Song Jiang didn't kill me for the watery things you said."

She raised the corner of her mouth, "He killed me because I knew a big secret of his."

Zhu Tong was so dizzy in his head that he sat down slowly while leaning on the stool.

Ximen Qingqing lowered his voice and asked him, "Do you know what that secret is?"

Zhu Tong's mind slowed down a bit, and after a long time, he shook his head hesitantly.

"do not know?"

Ximen Qingqing deliberately provoked him, "It seems that your relationship with him is nothing more than that, he has not told you many secrets."

Zhu Ting scolded angrily: "You are talking nonsense! How can my friendship with Song Jiang be something you, a woman, can casually provoke!"

Ximen Qingqing sneered, "Isn't a man's friendship formed by eating, drinking, and whoring?"

How could Zhu Tong endure her slander like this, veins popped out of his forehead.

Confused by this anger, his mind became even less clear-headed.

Zhu Ting: "Song Jiang even told me about his secret room under Song Taigong's house. Do you dare to say that the friendship between us is nothing more than that?"

Zhang Wenyuan, who was hiding under the table and eavesdropping: "..."

Officials are really amazing!

Ximen Qingqing: "Really?"

She fanned it with the round fan, and said lightly: "According to Song Jiang's disposition, he wouldn't tell you this secret in a sober state, would he?"

"Could it be that he said it while drunk?"

Perhaps Zhu Dian had drunk too much alcohol and his brain was not working well. He glanced at Ximen Qingqing in surprise, and stammered, "You...how did you know?"

Ximen Qingqing smiled, "The slave family is Song Jiang's pillow."

Zhu Dian: "Are you really Yan Poxi?"

Ximen Qingqing removed the round fan, pulled the collar, revealing a red line on the neck, just like a red line exposed after the head was cut off and reinstalled.

She stared at Zhu Tingyin and said: "I died so badly. Song Jiang killed me for a little gold. You villains still have to cover up for him?"

Zhu Ting: "Impossible, it is absolutely impossible for Song Jiang to kill for gold and silver."

"Then what if the gold doesn't come from a good place? If the source of the gold is leaked out, will he be hunted down by the government?"

Zhu Ting was stunned.

His eyes were straight, as if he was trying to remember something.

Ximen Qingqing asked him in a low voice, "What did you think of?"

He covered his forehead and said with a headache: "No, I didn't think of anything, and he didn't show it before..."

Ximen Qingqing sneered: "What a Zhu Dutou, you let the tiger go back to the mountain and acted as a minion for the tiger, and you still haven't pleaded guilty?"

Zhu Tong: "I, I didn't!"

He hesitated and said, "When I searched Song Taigong's house, I found the cellar secret room that he had leaked when he was drunk. Just running for your life."

Ximen Qingqing: "Then where is he going to escape?"

Zhu Tong leaned on the back of the chair and said in a daze, "It seems... there seem to be... three places."

Before Ximen Qingqing continued to ask, he said everything in a daze.

"One is Xiaoxuanfeng Chai Jinchai's mansion, he is used to making friends with heroes on the road and helping heroes in times of crisis; the second place is Xiao Li Guang Huarong's place, that Huarong and Song Jiang have always been friends, and will definitely be able to do their best help each other; the third place is Kong Taigong's village."

"Hua Rong?"

Ximen Qingqing covered his face with a round fan, "Then where did he finally decide to go?"

Zhu Ting didn't answer.

Ximen Qingqing poked his head around and saw that the man was completely drunk and passed out, snoring and sleeping.

Ximen Qingqing knocked on the table with his round fan, "Come out."

Zhang Wenyuan hurriedly got out of the table with the hem of his clothes in his hands.

He cupped his hands towards Ximen Qingqing, and complimented: "Your Excellency is really far-sighted."

Ximen Qingqing: "This is also a coincidence. He was drunk and met the dead Yan Poxi. Naturally, he lost his defense and was tricked by me. This trick may not be suitable for everyone."

Zhang Wenyuan sighed, "Everyone says that Du Du Zhu is as righteous as Guan Yu, so he probably didn't mean to let Song Jiang go."

"When brotherhood overrides national laws, the country is in total chaos."

Ximen Qingqing: "I will report the crime of Zhu Dian to the Shangguan."

Zhang Wenyuan was startled: "Shangguan?"

Ximen Qingqing: "Wen Bin, the county magistrate, is also on good terms with Zhu Dian, right? Then how can you trust him? This case can only be handled by the state government."

Zhang Wenyuan didn't expect Lord Ximen to be so strict, so he immediately obeyed and didn't dare to say much.

Ximen Qingqing: "Let's go out of the city."

Zhang Wenyuan: "It's going to be dark and the city gates are locked, where do you want to go?"

Ximen Qingqing: "It's better when it's dark, I can still use my body to others."

"what?"

Ximen Qingqing: "You lead the way, I'm going to Song Taigong's house."

Zhang Wenyuan thought to himself: This Ximen Qing doesn't look more like Huajiao than Huajiao, but he is very hard-hearted and tricky, even the old ones are not spared, let alone a judge, this is clearly the king of Hades.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Wenyuan hurriedly said: "Okay, I'll take the adults there."

When they went out, they saw Huarong standing leaning against a tree with arms folded.

When Hua Rong saw Ximen Qingqing coming out, he immediately stood up and greeted him eagerly.

Zhang Wenyuan gave him a complicated look.

Hua Rong wondered: "Why is Zhang Yasi looking at me like this?"

"Hey, it's nothing, it's nothing." Zhang Wenyuan didn't dare to say anything, because Hua Rong clearly had a good relationship with Master Ximen, and he was afraid that he would be hated by Master Ximen.

Ximen Qingqing said: "Tell you on the way, prepare your horse."

Hua Rong responded, and immediately went to the backyard to lead the horse.

Zhang Wenyuan also brought out a little donkey of his own.

Riding on a little donkey, he led the two of them out of the city and went straight to Song Taigong's house in the countryside.

Ximen Qingqing let Hua Rong ride the horse, and sat behind him, wrapping his arms around his narrow and strong waist.

Hua Rong took a tight breath, and hesitated to speak: "Officials..."

"Huh?" Ximen Qingqing looked nonchalant.

Huarong's ears were red, and she didn't dare to turn her head, so she could only lower her head desperately.

"Oh, by the way, are you asking why Zhang Wenyuan is looking at you like that?" Ximen Qingqing raised the corner of his mouth, "That's because Zhu Tong said that Song Jiang mentioned three places that could best accommodate him at this moment, and you were among them." Hua Rong's place."

Hua Rong froze.

He hurriedly said: "Officials, please don't misunderstand. In the past, Huarong went astray, but now he has understood the painstaking efforts of the officials. He has already understood that covering up for Song Jiang at this time is not helping him but harming him."

"En." Ximen Qingqing responded lightly.

Huarong was worried that she had misunderstood, so she looked back.

Ximen Qingqing slapped him on the back, "Ride well, what are you going to do later?"

Hua Rong had no choice but to turn his head, feeling anxious to death, it looked like a needle was hidden under his buttocks.

Ximen Qingqing coughed and said intentionally, "Brother Hua, you have registered with me. I have to watch your words and deeds in the future before deciding whether to believe you or not."

Hua Rong's mouth was bitter, so he could only respond: "Yes."

Ximen Qingqing covered his mouth with a round fan, his eyebrows and eyes curved.

……

The three arrived at Song Taigong's Zhuangzi after sunset.

Zhang Wenyuan consciously went to knock on the door.

An old voice answered.

Zhang Wenyuan turned to Ximen Qingqing and said, "This is probably Song Jiang's father, Song Taigong."

Ximen Qingqing slapped her away and stood at the door by himself.

There was a sound of opening the door.

The door opened slowly, and Song Taigong carried a lantern to illuminate Ximen Qingqing's face.

When Song Taigong saw Ximen Qingqing's face, he immediately let out a scream, fell to the ground, and the lantern in his hand fell into the mud and extinguished.

Ximen Qingqing half covered his face with a round fan, and asked with a smile, "Why is Grandfather so panicked? Could it be that the Nu family is a ghost and not a human?"

Song Taigong's face turned pale with fright, "Yan Poxi, you are not dead!"

Ximen Qingqing smiled and said: "Thanks to Sanlang, the cut was a little shallower, and I had to meet a miracle doctor, which made me come back to life like this."

Song Taigong: "Since you are not dead, Saburo is not guilty."

Ximen Qingqing: "I'm not dead, it's my fate. It's a fact that he wanted to kill me."

"I'm here to ask you where Song Jiang has gone? I'll take revenge if I have a grudge, and if I have a grudge."

Song Taigong shook his head, "I don't know."

Ximen Qingqing: "Then you are hiding Song Jiang in your cellar, what crime should you be for harboring the imperial court?"

Song Taigong: "You...no such thing!"

"Do you want me to escort you to the cellar?"

Song Taigong's face was completely ashamed.

Ximen Qingqing: "I'll ask you again, where is Song Jiang going?"

Song Taigong shook his head, making up his mind not to speak.

Ximen Qingqing: "Eh? What about your fourth son, Song Qing? Didn't he run away with Saburo?"

Song Taigong bowed his head and remained silent.

Ximen Qingqing sneered, "What Xiaoyi Hei Saburo, I don't think any of Song Jiang's words other than Hei Sanlang is true, and he had to bring his younger brother with him on his errands on the road when he fled, and he abandoned his old father. Before that, I forced my father to write down the certificate of citizenship."

"I will definitely report this matter to the government, and let the government make a list, so that everyone in the world can see the true side of this fake filial piety and righteous Song Jiang."

Song Taigong hurriedly said: "You and Sanlang also had a fight, why bother to bully others too much!"

Ximen Qingqing smiled, "When he cut my neck, did he ever think about having a fight with me?"

Ximen Qingqing stood at the door and made a "please" gesture, "Please come with us to the government."

Song Taigong thought that most of the people in the Yuncheng county government knew Song Jiang, even if he went there, he would definitely come back with all of them, so he locked the door, took Song Jiang's certificate of citizenship, and left with a few people.

However, he was taken for a while, only to find that the road he was walking was not going to Yuncheng County at all.

Song Taigong raised his voice: "Where are you taking me? This is not the way to the county government office!"

Ximen Qingqing rode on the little donkey, and said to Song Taigong: "Do you think I will send you to the county magistrate, let them go around, and then let you go? You are very old, it is too naive Right? We are going to the government office in the state."

Song Taigong was pissed off by her, "You...you are really treacherous, you want an old man like me to travel thousands of miles to the state government office with you?"

Ximen Qingqing: "Although you are old, you have a very bad heart. A bad person is a bad person when he grows old. Why do you think that the law can't punish you?"

She smiled, "I advise you, grandpa, don't get excited. What if you fell off your horse and broke your leg? Even if you are in good shape, as long as you dare to run, I won't treat you as politely as you do now. Uh, I can't do anything else, but it's still possible to tie you to the government office."

Song Taigong was taken aback by her words.

He looked at the young and strong Huarong, and finally closed his mouth.

The author has something to say: Song Jiang in the Water Margin is really hypocritical. If something happened to him, he had to take his younger brother Song Qing, the iron fan, to wander around the world with him. As early as two years ago, Song Taigong had to sue him for disobedience. He was expelled from the country, but he still advertised himself as "Xiaoyi Black Saburo".

I always feel that the author is full of irony when writing about this person.

There is no hero in the time to make Shuzi famous!

When I wrote this article, I had a brain hole. If I wrote a green hat article, I could completely dress up as Yan Poxi, all kinds of green Song Jiang.

Because Song Jiang knew that Yan Poxi had a good relationship with Zhang San and fell in love with him, and was persuaded by the godmother to go to Yan Poxi's place, and slept with her in the same bed, thinking about Yan Poxi coaxing him, Yan Poxi ignored him, He didn't get up until five o'clock, cursed, and was beaten back by Yan Poxi.I always feel that this guy is particularly abusive.

The author also said a few interesting words before, "It turns out that this color is the most frightening", "If he has no intention of falling in love with you, you will sit in the pile of gold and silver, and he will ignore you", "A beautiful woman is interested in the village. Fu Qiao, the village of the prodigal son of the pink fan Wuxin."

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感谢在2020-02-2111:18:37~2020-02-2221:08:58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;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 7 bottles of a naughty child; 5 bottles of green mantou;

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