Ximenqing loves Wusong [Water Margin]

Tong knew: "Come to someone, show him."

Wu Zuo stepped forward to hold my pulse and said: "Your Excellency, this man is in good health..." His sleeve sank, and it was I who stuffed a silver ingot into it. This guy immediately changed his words: " This man's body is very good... It's dangerous, I'm afraid he has internal injuries,? If he is battered, he will die!"

I knew that old boy was shaking his hands and feet in anger, I squinted at the beam, and whistled with my pointed lips.

There was a stalemate in the hall for a while, and I knew that the old boy's kidneys were not very good. He heard me whistle for a while, and the urine was about to come down. He clamped his legs, and angrily said, "I can't beat you, but I can cure you." Don't you? Sentence you to 120 years,? Go to die of old age in a prison camp!"

This prosperous world really came as I wished. In a blink of an eye, I became an official staff member from a non-staff member of the Mengzhou Camp, and I was the one with the longest sentence.

When I returned to the Mengzhou camp again, I was escorted by two soldiers. They stripped off all the original luggage, packages and clothes.

Wearing a rotten prison uniform and holding two pairs of torn sandals in his hands, he was escorted to the quarry.

Wu Er saw me from a distance, and he was about to speak with tiger eyes, but was stopped by Uncle Da and Lao Tao.

The battalion commander lectured me a few words in public, nothing more than to obey the rules when entering the camp, don't worry about restlessness.

I slanted my shoulders and looked at him: "Why is there so much nonsense? This is not the first time I have come in."

The battalion commander put on a fierce face: "You have entered the camp, and there is still a formality to be completed. Come here, imprint a gold letter on his face on the spot to prevent him from escaping."

Four or five people behind me came up and held me down, and a clerk-like man was about to tattoo my face with a needle and pen and ink in his hand.

Wu Er rushed out from the crowd, knocked over everything in his hands, and said in a tiger voice, "I see, which one of you dares to write on his face?"

Those people were timid, and the battalion commander said: "Everyone calm down, as a new prisoner, it should be a tattoo."

Wu Erjiang clenched his fist: "I just said that he can't get a tattoo on his face, so what about you?"

This group of people knew about Kong Wu, so they dared not speak up one by one.

I stood up slowly, picked up the pen, ink and needle box and handed it to the little clerk: "Don't listen to him, I will be a prisoner in the camp, just like everyone else, just tattoo."

The man looked at Wu Er anxiously and dared not make a move.

I said: "Why? Don't dare, then I will stab myself."

I took the silver needle and stabbed it in my face. Wu Er rushed over and grabbed my hand, and said angrily, "Don't mess around anymore! You can't get this word stabbed off in your life. Such a good-looking person, but now he doesn't care?"

I snorted: "It's my own face, how I want to play with it, others don't care."

He took the needle box out of his hand and threw it into the hand of the clerk: "Tattoo me a prison character, write it better, I like the thin gold body the most."

Wu Er couldn't hold back me, and finally shook his hand in hatred: "Go with you!"

I sat down on the ground, and the little clerk stood in front of me with a needle box, and asked in a trembling voice, "Trick, where is the stab?"

I flipped my hair up: "Just on the left forehead."

He asked again: "Is it round or square?"

I rubbed my chin and thought: "The square one seems to suit my face shape better, but the round one should make me look cuter, so let's stab the round one, ah, the round one should not be thin and golden, but cute The round body looks better."

Wen Shushu lowered his hand slightly, and the needle tip pierced his forehead, causing a sharp pain, and blood cells dripped down his eyebrows, staining half of his face red.

From the corner of his eye, he saw Wu Er leaning over, and there seemed to be light shining in the corner of his eyes.

A mellow word "Prisoner" was left on the forehead, and the man inked it, packed up his things, turned around and fled.

I bent down and took the hammer off, took off my shirt, and went straight to smash the stone.

Wu Er looked at me, his eyes couldn't hide the pain in his heart, Lao Tao and Uncle Da persuaded him from left to right, and forced him to go aside.

For dinner, I ate boiled whole lamb pancakes. I was holding a bowl of soup and eating a pancake. Suddenly, two lamb legs fell from the bowl in front of me. Wu Er sat next to me and said, "This leg of lamb is my favorite." I specially taught them to leave it for you, the work is too tiring, you have to make up for it."

I took the leg of lamb out of the bowl and threw it out the window, and continued to drink the soup.

Wu Er's face froze: "You..."

I picked up the bowl and left without looking back.

When it was time to take a bath at night, before anyone else could speak, he stood in the middle of the yard and took off his clothes until only a pair of briefs remained, and poured well water on his head.

The prisoners next to me didn't dare to go forward, they watched me slashing and washing with cold water alone.

Wu Er's face was already bruised from suffocation, he wanted to come over a few times, but was dragged to death by Uncle Da and Lao Tao.

Uncle Da said in a low voice: "Young Master has a good temper on the surface, but he is stubborn on the inside. You have to take your time."

Wu Er said: "What is he trying to do? Is he just trying to ruin himself? He came from a wealthy family, how could he suffer so much..."

When I heard this, I threw the ladle in my hand to the ground, and shouted loudly: "Wu Er, you know who I am, right? Who the hell do you think you are? I want you to take care of my business." ?”

The surroundings suddenly became very quiet, and everyone looked at Wu Er in horror, watching this tiger-fighting hero being scolded like this in public.

Wu Er held back his temper and said, "Don't be ignorant, I'm doing it for your own good..."

I looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "Oh, I don't know good and bad? Ha, Wu Er, cover your conscience and think about it! Who are the two of us who don't know good and bad?"

Wu Er's face was black and blue, without saying a word, he took a piece of clothes, wrapped me up, and carried me to the house: "You kid is addicted to death, aren't you? It doesn’t matter if you wash it with cold water. What kind of body are you? Are you the same as us? If you get sick after washing, can someone here treat you?”

I jumped out of his arms, slapped him with my fists, "I can live as I like? I want you to care? Which one do you think I am?"

Wu Er didn't fight back, he gritted his teeth and taught me to hit him.

The scene was a bit too chaotic, and everyone came up to persuade them.

Wu Er was stopped by the crowd, and he was so angry that he beat his chest: "I really feel heartbroken! This kid is going to have a good life, but what are you doing here every day! I want to piss me off!"

I scolded him with a straight neck: "You are good for me? I'm good for you. How often have you seen me treat you well? When have you accepted my favor? I will kill you? Why don't you think about how you bullied me in the past?"

He stretched out his hand from the gap between people and pulled me: "You are a businessman, you are a rich man, you have a wife and son, you are praised by everyone, can you be the same as us?

Your day is something that many of us here can't even look forward to!If you don't live a good life, you're a fucking bitch! "

I rushed over and scolded him: "You are cheap, you are cheap, you are cheap, your whole family is cheap, your ancestors are cheap for eighteen generations!"

With a roar, he broke away from everyone and rushed to me, punching me.

I stared straight into his eyes without showing weakness, just waiting for his fist to come down.

He gritted his steel teeth tightly, and gestured back and forth against my head with his iron fist a few times, his face flushed red.

I sneered: "Oh, Wu Er, you hit me, you do it, you can punch me to death now if you have the ability! Tell you, even if I die, I will die in Mengzhouying, and I will die in you I will continue to disgust you!"

The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, and finally he stomped his foot? He hugged his head and beat it several times: "I'm so mad! You kid is going to make me mad!"

A group of people dragged him back to the house, and he was so angry that he pounded his chest with his fist.

Lao Tao and Uncle Da put the clothes on for me, coaxing and persuading me to go back to the room.

After closing the door, the two talked again.

They said that Wu Er had never treated anyone so well before. I shouldn't always be stubborn with him. He forced me to leave before. They really felt that I shouldn't live like this. They really didn't have any malice.

I said: "That's because he thinks too much. I'm the same person as you in my bones. I just want to live this kind of life. He can't control it, and there is no need for him to control it."

Those two people couldn't persuade me, so they turned around and left with a sigh.I sat on the kang for a while, and then I got my breath together.

Wu Er, now you finally know what it's like to treat someone with all your heart and soul, but he doesn't appreciate it anyway?

Do you finally know how uncomfortable it is to be ignorant and ignorant for someone?

Are you yelling, cursing and self-harming now?Will my heart ache when I do?You asked for it!You deserve it.

I slept until midnight, the window flickered, and a black figure jumped in, jumped onto my bed, and lay down close to my body.

I reached out and hugged it: "Hanhan? I'm not here these days, do you miss me again?"

Hanhan snorted twice, as if thinking about it.

I laughed: "Then from now on, our father and I will live together here, don't think it's hard for you to follow me."

Hanhan bowed her head into my arms, picked up the corner of my clothes and pulled it in front of the window.

I went to the window and took a look, only to see a straight figure standing under the shadow of the moon, dressed in moonlight, like a fierce tiger.When he met my gaze, his eyes moved, and he took a few steps forward.

I rolled my eyes, closed the window with a "snap", lowered my head and said fiercely to Hanhan, "You're a bitch, you? You're not old, but you've learned to meddle in your own business?"

Hanhan rubbed my leg a little aggrieved.

I led it to the kang: "Don't talk about such idleness in the future. Master now thinks clearly, people don't take us seriously, and we don't show our eyes in front of them. When you see him in the future, you Hide away with me, and watch out that one day he will peel you off and make soup for you!"

Lying next to each other on the kang, Hanhan scratched me again, looked up and saw that tall figure reflected on the window paper.

I patted Hanhan on the head: "Sleep, don't talk anymore."

I don't know how long that idiot stood outside the window this night.

The next morning, I went to the mountain to collect stones as usual, just as if nothing happened yesterday.

After working for a while, Wu Er came over and snatched the hammer from my hand: "This one is too heavy and your hands are tired. Use this smaller one."

I snatched the hammer back with a straight face and continued to hit the stone.

Wu Er stood awkwardly for a while, then whispered: "I came to you last night to apologize to you, I shouldn't yell at you like that in front of everyone."

I turned away from him.

He chased after him again and said, "It was my fault that I forced you to leave and didn't discuss it with you beforehand. Don't be angry anymore."

I snorted, but still didn't speak.

He was a little anxious, and said: "I have already apologized to you, and you still show me your face like this, is it interesting?"

I said: "Aren't you bothering me? Why do you have to follow me? Are you cheap?"

He choked.