Ximenqing loves Wusong [Water Margin]

The system fiddled with it for a while, and a sullen mezzo-soprano came out: "Sorry,? The user you called is not in the service area..."

"Fuck you..." Kong flicked his horse whip, but he also knew that he couldn't hit this bitch.

The system was whizzing again: "The signal is not good in snowy weather, and it's too far away, I want to see him sooner, sir, you should walk against the wind and snow!"

Don't quarrel with this bitch,? Keep your mouth warm and grandpa has to warm his stomach.

It was windy, frosty, snowy and rainy all the way. On the day we arrived in Demengzhou, the sky suddenly cleared up.

The snow on the side of the road has all melted away, mixed with muddy water and polluted the ground.

When I found out where the prisoners in supervision lived, I went to ask them, but they said that Wu Song was not here. A few days ago, the teaching camp took them home and lived there.

Shi Guanying, isn't that Shi En's father?

It seems that I was one step too late. The next plot has no suspense. Wu Er was bought by these two masters. He got drunk and beat Jiang Menshen, offended Zhang Dujian, and was framed by Zhang Dujian, and his surname was destroyed. The whole family was completely forced to fall into the grass.

As for Shi En and his son's use of small favors to buy Wu Er, I don't have the slightest liking for them. Holding a second-hand guy as a gunman, is this something a truly loyal person can do?

But it's Wu Song's way of doing it.

At this time of distress, it is the time of embarrassment, but if someone stretches out an olive branch, he will definitely catch it.

Next, teach them to treat them with good wine and good meat, and then give them good flattery, not to mention playing Jiang Menshen for them, if you teach this bastard to hit his head on the iron gate, he will go too.

Knowing where the next plot will go, he didn't care about delaying any longer. He inquired about the direction of Shi Guanying's house, and hurried over on horseback.

Looking at a big house with white walls and green tiles from a distance, before getting close, I heard laughter coming from the yard.

"Hey, the kick missed again, brother, your waist strength is not good enough."

"Isn't he still hanging with one hand? Brother, where did you learn Cuju? How good is it at kicking the ball?"

"In the past, I had nothing to do in the yamen, and I practiced with the soldiers under my command. It's not that good. Then! Hey, come in!"

"My brother is super powerful, and he played the ball wonderfully!"

One of the voices belonged to my beast, but I don't know if the one who played with him was Shi En?

I found a horse tethering stone against the wall, put my foot on it, and I could see into the yard.

I saw a white-faced gentleman standing in the middle of the yard, only in his early twenties, wearing a bluish-white gown, his forehead was wrapped in a white cloth, and his arms were hanging around his neck. He was guarding the goal and playing with my beast.

In such cold weather, I still feel cold in a wolf fur cloak. These two people are wearing single clothes, and they are sweating profusely from playing.

After kicking for a while, these two people may be a little tired.

The man taught the servants to serve tea, and he held a cup in his hand. Perhaps the beast was thirsty, so he simply lifted the pot and poured it to the corner of his mouth, regardless of whether he still drank or not.

Even so, the young man still had a puppy-like smile on his face, and said flatteringly, "Brother Erlang, when will you teach me Shaolin Kungfu?"

The beast said: "Brother Shi En, your injuries are not healed, and you still can't learn it right now. You should know that Shaolin Kungfu is hard work. If you don't practice properly, it's not good to hurt your muscles and bones."

The kid's smile was even more charming: "But the set of Shaolin sticks my brother played yesterday is too dazzling. If I can't learn it, I won't be able to sleep at night. Good brother, or else you can teach me the moves first. Shall I go back and practice slowly?"

Hearing this tone made my bones feel a little brittle, and the bastard of the beast couldn't bear such flattery, so he immediately lifted up the stick, danced in his hand and said: "My brother wants to learn this stick technique, I will I will practice it with you, you only need to memorize the outline, as for the essence, I will teach you in detail after your injuries are healed."

As soon as he finished speaking, the divine beast took off his shirt and got up to play shirtless.

The kid next to him stared at him intoxicated.

I took a look at Erhuo's figure from a distance, it seems that he hasn't suffered much during this period, not only did his muscles not shrink, but he seemed to be getting stronger again...

I was suddenly slapped on my calf, and I slid on the ground with an "Ah yo", and when I turned around, I saw an old courtyard squinting at me with a cigarette bag in his hand: "What kind of wall is it on a sunny day, but when you think of our house To steal something?"

I quickly cupped my hands and said, "I'm not here to steal, I'm here to find someone."

The old man's ears may be a little hard, he leaned sideways and stretched out his ears: "Who are you looking for?"

I asked, "You have a man named Wu Song here, right?"

The old man was startled, squinted his eyes and looked down at his pants: "My pants are not loose."

I said, "It's not Kusong, it's Wu Song!"

"Ah, it's not loose! Who are you looking for?"

He stroked his forehead and asked again: "Well, is your master's surname Shi? Is your son's name Shi En?"

The old man understood this sentence: "Ah, my son's name is that, are you his friend?"

I said: "It doesn't count, I just heard that he was injured, so I came to see him, that...he was injured in a fight with Jiang Menshen, right? How could he accept this loss? He didn't take anyone to fight back ?”

The old family courtyard wondered: "His injury was caused by himself while riding a horse. What does it have to do with Jiang Menshen?"

I was also a little confused: "Did you drop it yourself? Didn't you hear that he had a dispute with Jiang Menshen and taught others to beat him?"

The old man looked at me even more strangely: "What is he fighting with Jiang Menshen? Jiang Menshen is his cousin!"

Nani?

Are you sure I didn't get the wrong script?Or is this old man confused?

I stepped aside and asked the system: "What's going on? Didn't Shi En specially bribe Wu Song to drive away Jiang Menshen for him? Why are he and Shi En now cousins ​​again? This channel Is it a bit too far to run?"

The system said: "Ask me about this? According to common sense, you died under the Lion Bridge at the end of last year, or you were killed by Wu Song himself.

But now, Wu Song rescued you, and you came to him alive and well, so where is the reasoning for this matter?Hey, so I said, history is a little girl who can be dressed up? It's up to you how you want to write it. "

I still felt that something was wrong, so I asked a few stalls next to me.

After getting a definite answer, Shi Guanying's family is indeed related to Jiang Menshen's aunt's cousin. Before that, Shi Guanying personally sent a letter to Jiang Menshen, telling him to come and help manage Happy Forest's business.

So, am I misleading by calling the masterpiece again?

Shi En has no enmity with Jiang Menshen, and he can't bribe Wu Song to beat him.

If Wu Song didn't hit Jiang Menshen, he wouldn't get into trouble, so why would I come here again?

Sitting on the street and blowing the cool breeze for a long time, he laughed at himself, got on his horse and walked back.

The system called out: "Hey, are you planning to go back now?"

I said: "Go back, there are a lot of things at home to be busy, how can I spend time here?"

"Don't be angry, Ximen Qing, it's really not easy for us to come this time, we should see each other before leaving."

"Nothing to see. Let's go!"

He raised his hand and flicked the whip, and the good horse galloped along the avenue...

**

At noon, the sun rose in the sky again, and gradually I was hungry. I saw a beautiful restaurant in front of me, so I rode my horse over.

I found a seat in the building and settled down. I ordered a bowl of noodles, a side dish, and a small pot of wine. I sat on a chair and concentrated on eating.

Suddenly my eyes dimmed, and a person fell down from the opposite chair, but it was a young woman who looked me up and down from head to toe with a pair of beautiful eyes, and asked with a charming smile: "Isn't this official like a local?" ah?"

Seeing that her tone of greeting did not seem to be from a good family, I pretended not to hear what she said, and poured myself a glass from the jug.

But she stretched out her jade wrist, touched my fur robe, smacked her lips and said, "Excellent silver fox fur, this one must cost a hundred taels of silver, right? It can be seen that the official is a rich customer Why did you order such a pot of wine and a dish?"

I still bowed my head to eat and ignored her, the woman smiled coquettishly: "Hey, why is this official ignoring others? Doesn't it mean that he doesn't like women because he is so tall and handsome?"

I said: "Yes, I just don't like women."

She was startled when she heard the words, and moved closer to me again: "Oh, I don't want you to like me, I just want you to take care of my business. The weather is bad these days, and there are very few merchants coming and going. Money is not easy, why don't you give the official a discount?"

Being entangled by her in a panic, I wiped my mouth with a handkerchief, and flung my fingers coquettishly at her: "Sister, why don't you get the hang of it? In fact, I'm with you, and I'm also doing it. It’s a man’s business. Do you see any proud customers around here? I’ll introduce some to my sister too!”

The girl's face turned green, she trembled, she turned and ran away.

After hot noodles and good wine, people feel much more comfortable. I stood up and was about to leave when suddenly a group of people rushed in from outside the door. The woman who asked me for business just now said to the strong man next to me: " Xianggong, that’s him, he wants to do skin and meat business in our local area, but he hasn’t paid the sesame oil money yet.”

The strong man walked over with his chin stroked, and looked around me up and down: "Boy, don't you know the rules? If you want to sell yourself on our site, you have to prepare sesame oil money first. Open without oil money, but want to Teach me to scratch your face?"

Well, just kidding and recruited the underworld.

He cupped his hands and said: "Brother, you misunderstood, I just didn't want to talk to that girl just now, I was just making a joke, you see, I don't look like a prostitute."

The girl immediately jumped up: "Why aren't you? Just now you kept saying yes, and you said you wanted me to introduce customers to you. You are a duck!"

Everyone in the room was looking this way, I couldn't hold back my old face, and said annoyedly: "You mother-in-law just clung to me and interfered with my eating. I'm just fooling you, which man have you ever seen sell himself? This is unknown!"

The strong man held his chin and smiled: "It's just that there are no men selling their bodies on this street, so you are the only one in this business.

Come on, Ming people don't say dark words, if you want to start a business here, you have to give enough sesame oil money first.

In the future, I will not only cover you, but also pull you there when I have customers. Based on your face, I think the business will not be bad.Alright, let's pay! "

The guy stretched out a big fluffy hand in front of me, and looked at me with a frivolous smile.This expression, as if I am eager to take off my clothes and wait to be prostituted.

The men behind him also came over, formed a circle, and looked at me playfully with their chins on their faces.

Now I was annoyed, and said with a cold face: "Get out of the way."

The big man smiled: "Hey, you can't afford to pay for just this few money? You are dressed so neatly in vain, is it possible that you haven't opened for business today? Or else, let me sleep for a while. , it’s worth your sesame oil money, okay? Hahaha..."

I picked up the jug on the table and struck at his head. The guy just looked up to the sky and laughed, his forehead burst into blossoms. He covered his head and cursed loudly: "You rabbit, how can you do that?" If you dare to fight with Jiang Menshen, come and beat him!"

It turned out that he was Jiang Menshen.

Heh, it really is just like what is written in the book, he is a rascal.

In a blink of an eye, those hooligans rushed up together, and I grabbed a bench and started fighting with them.

After a few strokes, I suddenly heard someone shouting at the door: "Brother Erlang, look at that horse, could it be that the person you want to chase is inside?"

Looking up, I saw my second-hand guy and Shi En running in the door together. Seeing this posture, Shi En shouted: "Cousin, who is here to make trouble?"

Jiang Menshen danced with a stool and was about to throw it on my head: "This guy wants to sell himself on our territory, but he refuses to pay for the sesame oil. I'm teaching him a lesson!"

When I lowered my head, the stool missed, and several wine vats behind the counter were smashed to pieces!

Jiang Menshen cursed angrily, and was about to come and catch me with a steel fist. Wu Song stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, and threw him back. The guy couldn't stand upright, and fell straight into the big wine. in the tank.

Shi En was stunned: "Brother Erlang, you are..."

Erhuo grabbed my hand: "Why are you here?"

I raised my head and yelled, "Be careful!"

Erhuo didn't look back at all, raised his iron fist, and the person behind him who wanted to sneak attack was sent flying by him.

He continued to stare at me and asked: "Ximen Qing, I asked you something, why are you here?"

Still with such a fierce look, Lao Tzu was also full of anger, and said angrily: "I'm here to run business, do I still have to tell you?"

Shi En fished Jiang Menshen out of the wine tank, and Jiang Menshen jumped and pointed at me and shouted: "Cousin, you came at the right time. This rabbit master wants to sell himself on our site, but he still refuses to pay for the sesame oil. I Whatever he wants, he still beats people. The black man next to you is still here to help him?"

"This..." Shi En glanced at me, and said to Wu Song: "Brother Erlang, is this the friend you are looking for? He is actually in the flesh business?"

Wu Song stared at me intently, with a gloomy expression.

I cheekily smiled at Shi En: "Flesh business is also a business, what's wrong with doing it? Don't you just eat this?"