[Water Margin] Ximen is a fake official

For a moment, Ximen Qingqing even felt that the temperature in the room dropped a few degrees.

With a "kuang", Song Qing slammed the bowl on the ground in a panic.

"Sister-in-law, your neck...neck...neck..."

He pointed at Ximen Qingqing's neck and couldn't say a complete sentence.

Hua Rong glanced at her neck strangely, and his expression became tense in an instant.

He jumped up high, holding back his anger, "Who did it!"

Chai Jin looked at Huarong, Huarong looked at Song Qing, Song Qing stared at Chai Jin again.

After a while, they looked at each other and understood something.

...The two co-authors don't know either!

Ximen Qingqing: "What neck? What are you talking about?"

She touched her neck, let out a "hiss", and immediately understood.

She said helplessly: "There are too many mosquitoes in the back mountain. I walked around last night, and all the people who were bitten were covered with bumps. Take a look."

As she spoke, she rolled up her sleeves, revealing countless red marks on her fair forearm.

The place where she was bitten by a mosquito is also strange, the red area is like being kissed by someone, and the fair skin makes this red area extraordinarily beautiful, I can't blame others for thinking too much about it.

Chai Jin hurriedly turned his head away.

Only then did Ximen Qingqing pull down the sleeves of her clothes. She glanced at the three of them meaningfully, and said indifferently: "I don't know what you three think I did last night?"

Hearing her mention last night, Chai Jin and Hua Rong stiffened uncomfortably.

Only the second monk Song Qingzhang couldn't figure it out, "Last night? What happened last night?"

After a simple breakfast, Ximen Qingqing said that he was going to look for Song Jiang.

After going through the oolong last night and just now, Chai Jin felt so guilty towards Ximen Qingqing that he didn't dare to look at her at all, and he didn't stop her from hearing what she said. He just said: "After breakfast today, half a day will pass Delayed, why not set off early tomorrow morning? You should also rest well, and I can also order my servants to arrange the travel items for you."

Ximen Qingqing said with a smile: "Mr. Chai seems to have said the same thing yesterday."

Chai Jin lowered his head. He was wearing a scarf and a golden wealth flower on his head, looking quite romantic and wealthy.

In this era, a four-season flower on the head and a celebrity fan on the waist are fashionable.

Chai Jin lowered his eyebrows and said softly: "The things I said yesterday were indeed just to keep you. After last night, I won't hide it from you anymore."

Hua Rong looked at Chai Jin suddenly, "Where were you last night? Are you also in the back mountain?"

Chai Jin turned his head a little bit, grasping an important point, "Also?"

Song Qing clutched his head with both hands, his expression collapsed, "Wait, wait, what are you guys talking about? What are you talking about? What happened last night?"

Ximen Qingqing lowered his head, picked up his chopsticks and pretended to be eating.

Hua Rong stared at Chai Jin, Chai Jin stared at Hua Rong, and then both of them turned their gazes to Ximen Qingqing who was having breakfast at the same time.

Ximen Qingqing raised his head and smiled, "I hope Mr. Chai won't disappoint me this time. We should be able to go on the road normally tomorrow, right?"

Chai Jin was taken aback, "Of course."

"Speaking of which," Chai Jin sympathetically cooperated with Ximen Qingqing to change the subject, "Brother Hua, why aren't the high officials of Ximen by your side?"

Hua Rong smiled and said, "Official Ximen..."

Ximen Qingqing was afraid that his lies would not be tactful enough, so he said, "We separated from Ximen officials in Jeju Prefecture."

"It seems that I heard that the governor of Jeju Prefecture has something to ask Ximen officials."

Chai Jin looked nervous, "Why do you want the governor to ask the jade-faced judge? Is there another murder case?"

Seeing his unusual expression, Ximen Qingqing smiled, "This... I don't know about it."

Chai Jin was thoughtful.

He looked at Ximen Qingqing, and tentatively said: "Speaking of which, Ximen officials first became famous because of the murder of Wu Dalang, right?"

Ximen Qingqing: "Huh? Is that so? I don't know much about it."

Chai Jin smiled, and said friendly: "A few days ago, I also met Wu Song who was assassinated in the army. He is also pitiful, alas."

Chai Jin sighed.

Hua Rong raised his head, "Wu Song, what happened to him?"

Chai Jin: "He assassinated the army camp, and when he passed by me, he suffered from dysentery, and he was still shaking, and his whole body was going to die."

"I kept him for a few days and let him go on the road again after he recovered from his illness."

Chai Jin: "I also asked him if he hated Ximen officials, do you know how he answered me?"

Huarong: "What did he say?"

Chai Jin smiled, and looked at Ximen Qingqing vaguely, but saw that Ximen Qingqing covered the lower half of his face with a round fan, and there was a little curiosity in his exposed eyes, as if she had never known Wu Song.

Chai Jin said softly: "He said he didn't hate, but he was grateful to the officials of Ximen, because of the existence of officials of Ximen, he felt that there was no way out, and there was still room for grievances in the world."

"He's just afraid that if he hasn't survived this illness, he won't be able to repay the high official Ximen."

Chai Jin's words made Song Qing and Hua Rong sigh in unison.

Song Qing: "Wu Song, who beat the tiger, can be regarded as a hero, but the Ximen officials are too unreasonable."

Hua Rong patted the table, "What do you mean? Do you think it's right for Wu Song to find the wrong villain and go to assassinate Ximen officials?"

Hua Rong: "Wu Song is a man, and I, Hua Rong, admire him too, but Ximen officials are not wrong in this matter!"

Chai Jin secretly looked at Ximen Qingqing's expression, and saw that she was still curious.

... Could it be that he really made a mistake?

At the table, Hua Rong and Song Qing had already quarreled. One said that Ximen Qing was too strict, while the other thought that Ximen Qing did a good job.

Ximen Qingqing watched the dispute between the two with cold eyes. After finishing the last mouthful of porridge, he pursed his lips with a handkerchief.

Ximen Qingqing: "I'm going to take a stroll in the yard, so I won't disturb you."

After that, she left on her own.

As if the person they were talking about had nothing to do with her.

……

When Huarong found Ximen Qingqing in the yard, she was squatting by the pond, throwing steamed cake residue into it to feed the fish.

He stood silently behind her, watched her finish feeding the food in her hands, and then patted her hands clean.

Ximen Qingqing stood up and said helplessly, "What do you want to ask me?"

Huarong was puzzled, "He said that about you, why didn't you explain something?"

Ximen Qingqing smiled, and said freely: "Because I understand that those who understand me will eventually understand me, and those who don't understand me, I don't bother to tell him these things anymore."

Huarong: "Then when I go astray, you still explain to me..."

Ximen Qingqing frowned, "Naturally because you are special."

Hua Rong's heart skipped a beat.

He felt that he was going to be finished, and the Hua family was really going to end.

Ximen Qing is like a sweet trap, once he falls, he will live forever forever.

Ximen Qingqing turned to look at the pond, and said calmly, "I will continue to uphold the justice I want to uphold. Why should I care what other people say or think?"

"You don't have to be angry with me."

Huarong: "I just don't like seeing them reject your efforts so lightly."

Ximen Qingqing smiled.

She turned back and said, "Didn't you just notice that it was Chai Jin who provoked the dispute on purpose?"

Hua Rong was taken aback for a moment, then gritted his teeth and cursed: "The old fox with the chrysanthemum on his hair!"

Ximen Qingqing recalled the flower on Chai Jin's head, not to mention, it really looked like a chrysanthemum.

She smiled "puchi", and tapped Huarong's shoulder with her fan, "You narrow-minded ghost."

Huarong also smiled brightly.

He reached out to hold her hand, looking at her brightly and intently.

"..."

Although her actions last night made him less melancholy and depressed, he is really clingy now.

Ximen Qingqing: "If my guess is correct, Chai Jin still has some doubts that I am Ximen Qing. I am afraid that I will go on the road with us. You should pay more attention on the road."

Hua Rong wondered, "Why is he chasing after Ximen Qing?"

Ximen Qingqing covered his face with a fan, "Yeah, I'm wondering too."

Hua Rong tapped her forehead with his fingertips, "Brother, did you know something, but didn't tell me?"

Ximen Qingqing blinked at him with a smile.

Hua Rong felt helpless, "What a little villain."

……

In the early morning of the next day, just as Ximen Qingqing expected, Chai Jin had already packed everything and was about to go on the road with them.

Song Qing didn't understand, so, "Shouldn't you need to bother Mr. Chai for this journey?"

Chai Jin: "Song Jiang and I are brothers, so naturally we have to escort his family members on the road."

Song Qing: "..."

But you are too considerate to your family, right?

Song Qing was a little wary.

But since Chai Jin had prepared a comfortable carriage for his sister-in-law, Song Qing had no way to refuse.

During the break, Song Qing saw no one around, so he sneaked into Ximen Qingqing's carriage.

Ximen Qingqing was half lying in the car, almost falling asleep, but when he saw someone coming in, he immediately woke up.

Because Ximen Qingqing was lying on his side, his trousers and skirt were stretched up, exposing the skin of his calf.

As soon as Song Qing came in, his eyes were stuck there, and he couldn't tear them off no matter what.

He became more and more popular, he looked like a boy who had never had sex but was suddenly captured by the goddess's radiance.

Ximen Qingqing coughed and covered her skirt down.

Song Qing knelt on the carriage board, tried to close his knees together, his head was about to be buried in his chest, and timidly called her: "Sister-in-law."

Ximen Qingqing: "..."

How could this kind of scene look like "sister-in-law teaches little uncle. avi" will be staged in the next second.

Ximen Qingqing smiled with difficulty, "What's the matter?"

Song Qing whispered: "Sister-in-law stay away from that Chai Daguan, I suspect he has bad intentions for sister-in-law."

Ximen Qingqing gave him a meaningful look.

Young man, you have no good intentions.

Ximen Qingqing: "But he also knows the relationship between me and your brother, Mr. Chai will not steal his brother's woman, right?"

Song Qing snorted twice, "Who knows? My sister-in-law is so young and beautiful, it's hard to guarantee that this high-ranking official will not have any wrong thoughts."

Ximen Qingqing hooked his chin with a round fan, "What about you?"

Song Qing's eyes widened, his face was flushed, and the hands on his knees almost scratched his pants.

"Sister-in-law..." He murmured softly, like a milk cat acting coquettishly towards her, shy, helpless, and vaguely expecting.

It's a pity that Ximen Qingqing doesn't care how rich he is.

She patted his head with a round fan and warned: "Don't think wildly when you are young."

"I... I'm already grown up." Song Qing was not convinced.

Ximen Qingqing smiled, "Really? But I think you still don't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong. Since you don't have the ability to distinguish right from wrong, you don't count as growing up."

Song Qing looked at her with bright eyes, "Sister-in-law is my right and wrong."

Ximen Qingqing: "..."

This child must not be charmed crazy, right?

Let me see how far you have come.

Ximen Qingqing frowned and said, "You were arguing with Hua Rong about Ximen Qing's actions before, what if I said that I especially agree with Ximen Qing's actions?

She scrutinized Song Qing's expression, "Speaking of which, I was able to return the sun thanks to the hard work of this jade-faced judge."

Song Qing seemed to have forgotten what he said before, and said without hesitation: "Since my sister-in-law thinks he is right, then Ximen Qing is right. I also think that although Ximen Qing's actions are harsh, they can make people feel better." , he is Qingtian! Ximen Qingtian!"

Do you want to face?Does this overturn what I said before?

Ximen Qingqing: "...that's not what you said before."

Song Qing said shamelessly: "Ah, let's pretend that Song Qing died yesterday. Anyway, the one in front of my sister-in-law is Song Qing who firmly supports Ximen Qing. Since he saved my sister-in-law, he is also my savior, Song Qing." gone."

He also said even more shamelessly: "If the official Ximen is here, I will kowtow to him in front of him, treat him like my ancestor, and thank him for saving my sister-in-law's life."

Ximen Qingqing was stunned, the fan in his hand tilted, and fell into the carriage with a "click".

You have recognized an ancestor for yourself, does your brother Song Jiang know?

Obviously, Song Qing didn't care about anything when he licked the dog.

He hurriedly picked up Ximen Qingqing's dropped fan with both hands, wiped it with his sleeve graciously, and handed the fan to her with a smile.

……

The four of them walked on the road for several days.

In the past few days, the autumn rain has been continuous, and several people have to stop and walk in order to avoid the rain.

Not far from Mengzhou City, another heavy rain fell.

Chai Jin said: "Mengzhou City is not far ahead, let's enter the city quickly, so we can find a place to hide from the rain."

Both the horse and the cart picked up speed.

Ximen Qingqing lifted the curtain of the car, and saw big drops of rain falling down. After a while, milky white rain and fog appeared, and the yellow mud on the ground gradually became muddy.

The car suddenly bumped and then stopped moving.

Hua Rong came to have a look and said, "The wheels of the car are sunk in the mud, didn't it scare you?"

Ximen Qingqing: "It's okay, how about I come out first and push the cart with you."

Hua Rong: "No, no, there are enough of us."

Song Qing: "Yes, yes, you must not get the soles of your shoes dirty."

Chai Jin has always been pampered, so he would not like to push the cart with them. He looked around and saw three people walking in the rain and fog from a distance, as if two escorts were escorting a prisoner in shackles on his way.

Chai Jin described this scene, and then said: "I'll get some money, and let them help push the cart."

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and it was almost impossible to see people's faces clearly.

Hua Rong wiped the water from his face, "I think it's okay, if there are more people, the car can be pushed out earlier."

Chai Jin urged the horse to come forward, and drove back with two servants and a prisoner.

The prisoner was wearing a heavy shackle, and his hair was so wet that it was all mushy on his face, so he couldn't see his face clearly.

The two servants took Chai Jin's money and kicked the prisoner to push the cart.

Hua Rong was not used to it and said, "Don't let him push it alone, both of you."

A tolerance said with a smile: "He is very strong, don't worry, he can push it alone."

"That is, whoever makes him commit a crime can only suffer a little more."

Ximen Qingqing frowned in the carriage.

Prisoners should be punished, but not to be abused, let alone for these people to play for fun.

Ximen Qingqing opened the curtain and saw the prisoner half-kneeling in the mud, leaning his shoulders against the big wheels, lowering his head, pushing the car hard, but he himself sank deeper and deeper, and the wheels would slide down after a few steps .

Big raindrops hit him hard.

He lowered his head, and stuck the iron leaf pan headlock on the bottom of the wheel to prevent the wheel from sliding down.

Use the strength of your head and body to carry the wheel and push it up.

Before Ximen Qingqing could speak for him, he quickly pushed the wheel out of the mud pit.

He fell powerlessly to the ground.

He lay on the ground, raised his head, and his thick hair, which had absorbed enough moisture, fell to the sides. A familiar face met Ximen Qingqing's eyes.

Ximen Qingqing's lips trembled, and he said in disbelief, "Wu Song!"

The author has something to say: In the last chapter, I wanted to face the wall crookedly~

At the end of this chapter, I can't help but play the BGM

Holding the steamed corn bread in my hand~ there is not a drop of oil in the dish~

感谢在2020-02-2623:41:39~2020-02-2723:59:31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: there were originally 2 in Jiutianxi Zhongzhou; Xiaoyu only had 1;

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: add 5 bottles of morality; Wu Ji. 1 bottle;

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