Ximenqing loves Wusong [Water Margin]

The triumphant return of the hero? At the same time, it is to celebrate Brother Chai's entry into the group. Naturally, there will be a big banquet in the Juyi Hall in the evening.

Song Taigong held a big pig's trotter and gnawed on it without even lifting his head.

I said: "Grandfather, you eat slowly,? I don't say that you are from time travel, so I don't care about your food? Do you have to eat like this?"

Song Taigong gnawed on the pig's hoof and said, "Ximenqing, don't you know? I only have such a little hobby now. When I came here, I was so ambitious.

Originally expected to train my son Song Jiang into a talented person? I paid him to make friends in the Jianghu? I asked him to recruit heroes everywhere. When the country is in danger, we can take the people of Liangshan to take the initiative. His Majesty came forward to invite Ying to resist the entry of the Jin people, and defeated the Mongolian soldiers.Continue the prosperity of my Northern Song Dynasty for thousands of years.In this way, Da Song will not perish. "

I served him a bowl of soup and said, "I can't tell,? You're quite patriotic, but have you ever thought about it? If history is changed by you like this, what will it look like thousands of years from now?"

He clapped his hands at me: "What else can I do? The Chinese football team directly won the World Cup!"

"Pfft!" I sprayed all the wine in my mouth, and coughed while patting my chest.

"Isn't it? Taigong, you are in this system to change history,? Just so that the Chinese men's football team can kick out of Asia?"

Song Taigong patted his thigh: "Yes, I bear the hope of hundreds of millions of Chinese fans!"

I patted my chest and couldn't come back to my senses for a long time: "That... grandpa, I dare to ask you, how old are you this year?"

"56."

"I'm asking you about the year you came here."

Song Taigong blushed: "You asked when? Hehe,? At that time, I was still 39 months old!"

"Fuck!" I jumped up in fright and hugged his head and looked around,

"Are you a genius? A dropout boy under the age of 15 broke through a traversal system worth hundreds of millions? How can he break two at once? You are capable."

Song Taigong smiled at me embarrassedly: "I can't help it, I just like this."

Song Jiang came over and coughed dryly: "Ximenqing, why did you talk to my father? Why don't you put your hands down quickly?"

Before I could speak, Song Taigong gave him a stern face: "Song Sanlang, why did you talk to your Uncle Qing? Why don't you apologize to your Uncle Qing?"

Song Jiang's face was blue and purple: "Father, you are confused again, who do you want me to call uncle?"

Song Taigong stood up and kicked his son several times: "I call you no big or young, I call you no big or young! If it is based on seniority, I have to call him uncle, and I won't let you It’s not bad for the boy to call him grandpa, but you’re still staring at him? Hurry up and call him Uncle Qing, hurry up, hurry up!”

Song Jiang was so angry that his hands were shaking: "Father, stop making trouble, take some medicine and go back to sleep!"

Song Taigong relied on his old man to sell his old man, chasing and knocking on his head with the big bone he just gnawed: "Stinky boy, I can't control you anymore, can I? If you don't apologize to Uncle Qing today, I will How the hell am I going to beat you to death?"

Song Jiang held his head and was beaten by his father so that there was nowhere to hide, and he shouted at me: "Ximenqing, what did you say to my father again? Why did the two of you talk for a while, and your generations are all messed up?"

Song Taigong chased him and was still beating: "You still talk to your Uncle Qing like this? How many times have I taught you? You can't call elders by their first names!

It's my fault that I came too late, I didn't catch up with you when you were young and taught you well, so that you can grow up to be the wicked and unlucky dead person you are now!

If I knew that I was here to be the father of a bastard like you, I wouldn't have come to this world at all!

Look at your ugly face, if you can't do it, you can't do it, you have no other skills except Yin and Yin!

Not to mention following your Uncle Qing and learning how to be a human being, you'll hold your stomach full of water all day and finish this and that, why do you think I gave birth to such a bastard like you? "

Everyone just thought he was a fool, and they all came to persuade him, and then protected Song Jiang to the side.

Song Jiang was as angry as a bullfrog, wishing he could stare me to death with his eyeballs.

When I came back at night, I took a shower and lay on the bed, still laughing.

Erlang also came in after taking a shower, brushing his hair: "Are you so happy because you coaxed the grandpa to beat Brother Song Jiang?"

I said, "I'm not so happy about this. What I'm happy about is that the thing I was afraid of at the beginning will not happen. Alas, do you remember the amazing person I just told you about today? It's Song Taigong!"

Erlang frowned: "Is he amazing? Have you eaten too much?"

"No, no, do you remember the thing that can control the weather in Gao Lian's mansion? It was made by Song Taigong."

Erlang shook his head: "It's really too much."

"Really Erlang, Song Taigong first transmigrated into the live-action version of the Red Police, stole the blueprints of other engineers, and could build super powerful weather control weapons.

Originally, I planned to travel to our historical script, let Song Jiang listen to him, and when he grows up, he will lead the heroes of Liangshan and change the fate of the entire Song Dynasty, and he can also use that stuff to help Song Jiang.

But what I didn't expect was that Song Jiang was not at all the same as the ones in the TV series. He was born with a dirty bag.

So more than ten years ago, Song Taigong gave up this dream and devoted himself to being a small landlord and a foodie.

The blueprints brought in are simply thrown to the craftsmen and left alone.

Unexpectedly, the craftsman became so thoughtful, and took the blueprints to offer treasures to the former prefect of Tangzhou, saying that he could make such a powerful thing.

At that time, the prefect of Tangzhou said on the surface that he was bewitching the public with his demonic words, but in fact he was locked up secretly, saying that he was asked to do this thing well before releasing him.

But where is this thing so easy to make?This guy was imprisoned for several years, and by the time he made the thing, the magistrate had changed several times, and the person who was imprisoned earlier had forgotten him when he was transferred from Tangzhou.

The craftsman was alone at the bottom of the well, yelling that every day should not be done, and the ground was not working. Later, he was starved to death in the well. "

Erlang wiped his hair in front of the mirror, and his black silk nightgown was opened, revealing his firm abdominal muscles.

He answered me casually: "It's really pitiful that such a god-man ended up like this."

I took his towel and helped him wipe his hair: "Later, the craftsman probably wanted to attract the attention of the head of the well, so he threw the completed controller out of the well, hoping that others would find out and rescue him.

It's a pity that the well had been abandoned for a long time at that time, and no one knew what was thrown into it. After he was starved to death for a long time, the erroneous thing fell into the hands of Gao Lian. He accidentally discovered that the thing could Calling the wind and calling the rain, he treasured it as a treasure given to him by the gods.When he played against you that day, he just used it. "

Erlang looked down at me: "Where did you know these things?"

"Tangzhou Fuzhi! In order to find out who that person is, I went to look through the Fuzhi, and found a few words in it: There are monsters who confuse the crowd and can control the gods to protect against wind, rain, thunder and lightning. Imprisoned, not allowed to leave for ten years..."

Erlang tapped my nose: "According to this sentence, you can deduce so many things?"

"Erlang, don't believe me! Song Taigong's testimony coincides with this sentence, and the time also matches, so I can conclude that more than 80.00% of my reasoning is correct."

Erlang wiped his hair clean, and then sat in front of the mirror to comb his hair. His long hair was draped over his shoulders, with a little watery shine, faintly blue.

I leaned over to look at him: "Erlang, don't you believe me?"

Erlang smiled: "Yes, I believe everything Qinger says, but I just don't understand."

Well, Millennium Gap, it's a bit difficult for him to understand these things.

I hugged his neck from behind and shook back and forth: "Erlang is really stupid."

He pinched my face: "Well, I'm stupid, I can't think of too complicated things, I just know how to do the things in front of me.

Right now Liangshan has a strong army and horses, there are nearly a hundred generals, and more than ten thousand soldiers and horses under him, I have to strengthen my military drills.

Yesterday I just borrowed a few military books from Hua Rong to read, and after reading it, Mao Sai was enlightened. "

I kissed him on the face: "My Erlang is the most amazing, he is the material to lead thousands of troops."

Erlang lowered his eyes and smiled: "Actually, I still have bigger dreams, but...forget it, let's not talk about it."

"Erlang, when did you become so hesitant to speak?"

He carried me to the bed: "Qing'er, if I tell you, will you laugh at me?"

"Of course not, how can my Erlang's dream be ridiculous?"

He put his lips close to my ear: "I want to serve the country and protect the safety of all people."

I was stunned, and when I looked up at him again, a strange surge arose in my heart.

His face flushed slightly: "Look, you think I'm ridiculous too?"

I held his hand tightly, my voice trembling uncontrollably: "No, I, Erlang, this is the real you! You are a hero in your bones, a hero who is loyal and righteous, and vows to protect all people! It is the previous script Delayed you!"

**

"That is to say, the real Erlang in history should not be a bandit, but should be handsome!"

"Tch, what kind of a genius is it that can catch Fang Wa with only one hand left? Can an ordinary little bandit have this ability?"

"That is to say, it was fate that trapped him and made him become reckless and mediocre?"

"The real Wu Song in history is one of the few among the [-] people who died well, but he is a sitter! Just see it through, see it through, know that there is no room for heroes in this world, and he has become a monk!"

"That means we have the possibility to change history and let him become his true self!"

"You, Ximen Qing, have already changed your own destiny, why can't you change his?"

"You fucking system finally spoke the human language."

The system smiled cheaply: "Next, what do you want to do?"

I walked back and forth in the room a few times: "? Change the fate of these one hundred and eight people, let them become the real pillars of the country from barbarians!"

"Don't forget, the people on Liangshan haven't got together yet, there are still more than [-] people left."

I laughed: "Then let him do it!"

"Who will make it? Your Erlang?"

"No, it's Song Jiang."