The leader of the village was startled. He looked the old man up and down, and after confirming that he was just an ordinary bad old man from the countryside, he laughed and said, "On you? Who do you think you are? Can you help us get rid of Sang Jialiang?"
The old man was so frightened that he kowtowed. The scribe smiled and said, "He has no other abilities. He just wants to marry a girl from the Sang family."
The leader of the village said oh, and became interested. He leaned forward and asked, "Sang Jialiang has a girl? What does she look like?"
The old man was at a loss for words, and the scribe said: "She is just a village girl. She is not a biological sister, but an uncle and a brother and sister from the same family. His sister will definitely be given away by the Sang family when she gets married."
The leader of the village pondered: "You mean we tie up his sister on the way to the wedding, let her go up the mountain to redeem her, and take the opportunity to hack her to death in the Juyi Hall? That's good, and we can still use his sister."
The scribe shook his paper fan and said, "Why bother? Since it is a happy event, drinking is inevitable. The man named Sang is usually careful. When his sister gets married, can he not drink the wine toasted by the in-laws? Just add some poison and he will not die. , will also be greatly weakened, and we will naturally be at our mercy when the time comes. Once he dies, won’t his sister, and the so-called impregnable Five Tree Castle, all be under the control of the master?"
The leader of Dazhai was overjoyed and said: "What a good plan. This time the man named Sang will die! I want to kill all the chickens and dogs in Wushu Fort and make him smell like a bird. Go and give this old man a pack of good poison, the best." Yes, you will die if you eat it.”
The old man said tremblingly: "Then the offerings from our village..."
The leader of the village was dissatisfied: "You old man..."
The scribe smiled and said: "If you handle this matter properly, you can naturally consider the matter of reduction or exemption."
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, kowtowed repeatedly, and left tremblingly.
The leader of the village waited for him to leave, then turned sideways and said, "Master, this idea was yours, right? I can't think of such a wicked... brilliant idea."
The scribe smiled and shook his head and said: "Master, don't underestimate the cunningness of these unscrupulous people. It is really his initiative to propose a plan. I didn't know that his daughter-in-law is a girl from the Sang family. He came up and asked for it. If you want poison, you obviously have a plan in your stomach. If you are too old to die, you are a thief."
The leader of the village laughed loudly and said: "Thanks to this cunning old man, I had such a good idea. When I returned to Baixiong Mountain this time, my eldest brother personally knew that I had made a big breakthrough and developed a strong energy. I was just thinking This time I will definitely be able to break the hard nut of Sang Jialiang. I didn’t expect someone to give such a big gift. If we can outwit it, we won’t have to worry about it. We will just consolidate our realm for two days on the mountain. Let the third and fourth sons go down the mountain. Go catch him. Just don’t poison him to death, tie him up to the mountain, and I will cut out his heart and liver and make him drink.”
The scribe said: "That's all up to the wishes of the master. Master, when you go back to Baixiong Mountain, it seems that the boss still favors you and favors you. Why is there another disaster?"
The leader of the village clapped his legs and said: "The eldest brother didn't tell the brothers, but unfortunately he has too many brothers. He insisted on giving me a bad thief..."
The scribe thought to himself: Evil thief? Aren’t we just evil thieves?
The leader of Dazhai said: "That guy... is a disgusting and domineering villain. I didn't look down on him back in the mountains. We were burning, killing and looting outside, but when we got home, we had to show some sense of brotherhood. But that guy knows how to do it. He kills his own people for fun according to his mood! But he got unlucky again and became a swordsman, overwhelming me. Now he has to stay in the village for a few days, which always bothers me."
The scribe straightened his back and said, "A swordsman is coming? When?"
The leader of Dazhai said: "He is an evil visitor. He will arrive tomorrow and you will be responsible for receiving him. Remember, it is enough to kill some small minions. Don't let him kill the boss of the mountain."
The scribe felt a chill in his heart and said, "Will you kill our master?"
The leader of Dazhai said: "You don't know that there are crazy people everywhere on Baixiong Mountain now. It's very different from when I was on the mountain. That's why my eldest brother hasn't changed much. By the way, I conveyed what you said to my eldest brother. ." He cleared his throat and imitated the scribe, "Now Lingzhou is in too much chaos, and we can't just plunder for a long time. Although the boss has a hundred thousand brothers under his command, they are all in disarray. They can only do bad things but not accomplish anything. Why not Gathering people and horses, using Lingzhou as the foundation, you can achieve great things if you advance, and you can protect your side if you retreat. Are you all trying to achieve long-term wealth?"
He learned it perfectly, and the scribe was nervous and excited at the same time, and said: "What do you say, Mr. Laobaozi?"
The leader of Dazhai said: "The boss said, OK, Peng Laoliu, you can say such things, haha, the old bird has really turned into a crow."
The scribe listened nervously to the next words and didn't realize that the old bird was the crow.
The leader of Dazhai stood up, with his hands behind his back, and his temperament imitated the other person, and said: "He also said that when people live in this world, they must know what they want to do and what they can do? I have worked hard to learn martial arts and swordsmanship, and now I have become a master of martial arts and swordsmanship." What do you want as a swordsman? Just two words, happiness!"
After hearing this, the scribe leaned back and softened.
"There must be people who want to do the big things you mentioned, so let them do it. They work hard, win people's hearts, fight on the battlefield, and compromise with the people above them under the pressure of evil. In the end Even if I take away the flowers and mountains, how many days will I be able to use them? Before them, I have been using them for half my life. Drinking heavily and eating large amounts of meat, I am free and happy. When the day comes when the army really comes, and I am recruited, who will How can you refuse the service of a swordsman? Wouldn't it be better if you still retain your title of lord?"
The scribe's face turned pale when he heard this, and he couldn't help but said: "Then what should we do?"
The leader of the village continued: "Eldest brother also said: 'As for the brothers who follow me, if you are ambitious, you will naturally join the Ming Lord. There are so many Ming Lords out there that are not enough for you to serve? The only ones who are willing to enjoy happiness with me are all He is my one-hearted brother. I don’t set any rules, and everyone can do whatever they want. Good wine, good meat, gold, silver, and beauties, just go get them if you have the ability. As long as I’m here, Lingzhou will always be a happy place for everyone. And you……'"
When he said this, he hurriedly covered his mouth and said in his heart: I don't want to say the next thing.
It turns out that what the boss said to him later was: "Sixth, don't listen to the nonsense of those unworthy scholars around you. When it comes to doing great things, are you the right one? Are we brothers the right one? Those scholars are the most thoughtful." Bad, he wants wealth and honor for himself, he doesn’t dare to go into battle and fight to the death, and encourages others to use him as a gun. When bad things happen, he will run away and ask you to take the blame. Just be cautious and kill when you need to. You won’t find a piece of white paper anywhere. fan?"
Although the leader of the village is a rough man, he is not completely stupid. Of course, he knows that he cannot say this to him. But he didn't want to do anything to his master. He was very good at using this master. If he wanted to do something, the master would have a bad idea in a blink of an eye, but it was much better than using his own brain.
He patted the scribe and said: "You already know what our eldest brother means. Don't think so much. Isn't this second master very happy? Let's live the life in front of us first, deal with the bad guests first, and then settle the matter. The annoying Sang Jialiang is important."
The scribe weakly raised his hand.
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The next day, Tang Zhao and Jiang Shenyi stayed and taught martial arts to the children in the village. Wusuntong and Chesha were very surprised. Tang Zhao and Jiang Shenyi discussed it and kept the matter of the secret realm and the sword secret for the time being, at least until they left Wushu Fort. They only said that Sang Jialiang had paid a price to hire a few people to teach martial arts. Tang Zhao naturally paid the price.
Wusuntong and the others thought about it and decided that if there was nothing going on, it wouldn't hurt to stay for two or three days. Xianlai also taught a set of Liangzhou sword techniques.
In the past few days, Tang Zhao mainly commented on the Xuan Gong, and Jiang Shenyi came to teach the children the internal and external skills. He originally thought that he had teaching experience. After all, he had tutored Tang Zhao for several years with remarkable results. What was the difficulty in tutoring children?
Then he realized that people are different.
The children in the village have never been to a serious school, let alone draw inferences from one instance or answer ten questions, they cannot even explain one thing. Only then did Jiang Shenyi realize that someone had explained it once, twice or even three times and still didn't understand.
It only took Jiang Shenyi half a day to go from confident to upset to furious to doubting life. Instead, Wusuntong said, "Let me do it. I was stupid in learning martial arts when I was a child."
When it comes to martial arts, Jiang Shenyi surpasses Wusuntong by more than one level, but when it comes to teaching, Wusuntong is infinitely better than him. Jiang Shenyi watched from the side as he took the trouble to demonstrate and answer the questions to the children over and over again. He felt a little ashamed. He went back to the room and silently wrote an entire internal skill, specifically explaining it to Sang Jialiang, so that he could teach it to the children in the future. Although Sang Jialiang is not the most intelligent, he can understand. Jiang Shenyi's teaching went relatively smoothly this time.
In this way, two days later, Wusuntong and the others taught martial arts for three days and ate stewed chicken for three days. The village knew that the distinguished guest was kind, so they stewed the village's chickens one by one for the guests.
On the third day, Tang Zhao finished explaining Xuan Gong and briefly discussed it with Sang Jialiang. He asked him to memorize some key points, then go back and slowly understand them, and then said goodbye.
Although Sang Jialiang was reluctant to leave, he also knew that he could not stay any longer. It is already a great blessing to have such distinguished guests here, teach the children these martial arts, and give them many skills. If you are greedy again, you may lose the blessing. He also said: "Tomorrow my sister will leave the palace and marry to the south. We are going to the village, and we are on the same road with you, why don’t we set off together and stop by to have a wedding banquet in the village over there?”
Tang Zhao didn't expect such a happy event. After discussing it with his companions, he naturally agreed.
It turns out that the girl Sang Jialiang is not a biological sister, but a cousin of her grandfather. Although she is not the same mother, she is very close. She has no adult brothers, so Sang Jialiang is sent to her as her uncle.
Sang Jialiang also sighed: "I was reluctant to let this girl marry outside, but the boy from Huzhuang is really a handsome man. My girl fell in love with me, so we can only make it happen. This is called..."
Tang Zhao said: "The man is talented and the woman is beautiful, a couple of gods and immortals."
Sang Jialiang said: "Exactly. I will borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha at Hu Village, and I will toast you with a few glasses of wine."
