Yanggu County. Qinbei Pavilion
"Wu Dutou, there's nothing going on in the county today, let's go have a drink!"
In the county government office, several Dutou officials looked at Wu Song and said, the county government does not have something to do every day. It is already past noon today and there is no incident. It is estimated that the whole day will go by like this.
"Let's go have a drink!"
Seeing that nothing happened, Wu Song agreed to have a drink.
"I heard that there has been a lot of commotion in Liangshan recently. Not only Qinghe County was defeated, but also the officers and soldiers who came to Jeju Prefecture recently were defeated!"
"Yes, I heard that the Liangshan bandits captured the officers and soldiers and demanded ransom from the Jeju government."
"This is really a strange thing in the world. The thieves kidnapped the officers and soldiers. Isn't this a turning of events?"
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A group of government officials started chatting while drinking. The most troubled place recently was Liangshanbo. Yanggu County was not far from Liangshanbo, which made them a little worried.
"Last time we went to rescue Qinghe County, didn't we bump into each other halfway? If Wu Dutou hadn't been brave and invincible, we might have been kidnapped too!"
The gentleman who went to Qinghe County with Wu Song last time immediately talked about Wu Song's bravery. With this tiger-fighting hero here, Yanggu County would not be afraid of any bandits.
"Everyone is so proud of me, Wu Song is only one person, and Yanggu County has to rely on everyone."
Wu Song raised his wine bowl and shook his head. However, he had indeed heard a lot about Liangshan recently. He felt a little regretful when he thought that his brothers were working hard to help the weak and do justice to the cause of heaven every day, but he had to waste his time in the government office.
After drinking until sunset, everyone dispersed. Wu Song also walked home.
"Second brother, are you going to drink again?"
I happened to meet Wu Dalang who was closing the stall.
"Brother, didn't I ask you to stop working at the stall? Let's rent a shop to avoid the exposure to the wind and sun."
Wu Song looked at Wu Dalang and was about to take over the burden of cooking cakes. Wu Dalang really refused to give it to him. Wu Song was now the capital of Yanggu County, the hero of fighting tigers. What was carrying the burden of cooking cakes?
"Second brother, my cakes are only eaten by poor people. Only by walking around the streets can I sell them well. If I open a store, I may not be able to get my capital back."
Wu Dalang shook his head and said, Chubing is not a delicacy at all. It is eaten by villagers who go to the city to buy and sell and workers who work. These people are scattered all over the city and cannot open shops to do this business.
"Brother, our family is not short of money."
Wu Song said nonchalantly that he didn't understand business and had no idea about money. Now that the family had a lot of money, the eldest brother could just open a shop and feel comfortable.
"Second brother, when this family's wealth is exhausted, they will be able to make ends meet with all their skills. Although selling cooking cakes won't make you rich, you can still support your family in Hukou."
Wu Dalang said with a smile that although his family was rich, they could not just focus on enjoyment. The cake business could not be lost.
"I'm just worried about my brother being tired."
Wu Song said.
"Second brother, I have been selling cooking cakes for more than ten years, so there is nothing to be tired of."
Wu Dalang smiled and said.
Soon the two returned home. After having money, Wu Dalang was not reluctant to spend it. Wu Song was now the head of the tiger fighting hero Yanggu County. A good residence was indispensable. Wu Dalang bought it directly on the lively Zishi Street. Got a house.
"Brother Wu, Brother Wu!"
Pan Jinlian saw Wu Song and Wu Dalang coming back and hurriedly greeted them.
"Why are you doing housework again? Let's find a maid."
Wu Song saw that Pan Jinlian was wearing an apron and seemed to have just finished doing housework. He said that Pan Jinlian was sent by Sun Lei and it seemed inappropriate to be a maid.
"I am a maid, this is what I should do."
Pan Jinlian shook his head.
"What maid? We are all a family. I will ask someone to pick a good day tomorrow to help you get married."
Wu Dalang put down his pick and said with a smile that Wu Song and Pan Jinlian were Lang's concubines, but they were holding back and didn't know that it was time for his brother to give them a push.
"Brother, why are you talking about this again?"
Wu Song felt annoyed and waved his hand and entered the back room.
"Isn't it normal for a man to marry a wife and have children?"
Wu Dalang chased after him and said, leaving Pan Jinlian alone in the courtyard with a wronged face, Wu Song never accepted her in his heart.
Pan Jinlian, who was about to cry, just stood at the door aggrievedly. It happened that a man wearing a flower scarf on his head, wearing a silk scarf, holding a paper fan, twenty-seven, and with a drunken look on his face walked by on the street. What a coincidence. The man happened to see the aggrieved Pan Jinlian, who was about to cry, and his soul was taken away. This man was Ximen Qing, known as Ximen Dalang in Yanggu County.
"Whose home is this? How could there be such a lovely little lady?"
Ximen Qing's eyes widened when he saw it, and he took a few steps towards the door without realizing it.
Pan Jinlian also reacted at this time. When she saw a prodigal boy coming to the door, he looked over with a lustful smile and quickly closed the door. There were many prostitutes on the street.
When Ximen Qing saw the door closed, he felt regretful and turned around to leave, but the lovable little lady was still in his mind.
"Master Ximen, there are fresh pears today. Would you like some?"
Just when Ximen Qing was losing his soul and feeling regretful, a young man's voice rang out. He was about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing coarse clothes and carrying a bamboo basket with a basket of pears inside. It was Brother Yun who was selling fruit on the street.
"Sydney? Let's have two!"
Ximen Qing picked two big ones and took a bite. They were indeed sweet and delicious.
"Let's keep it in the account and I'll give it to you another day!"
Ximen Qing ate the snow pear and looked at Brother Yun and said.
"If you are a high-ranking official, you can eat it, it doesn't matter."
Brother Yun smiled and said, although Ximen Qing has a bad reputation, the money is still refreshing. He is usually his biggest customer.
"Who lives in this house? How come I haven't seen him before?"
Ximen Qing took the opportunity to ask about the hospital just now. He didn't often wander around the streets. Brother Yun, a little monkey who walked around the streets, must know.
"This house? It's the house of Brother Wu who just moved from Qinghe County!"
Brother Yun replied with a smile.
"Brother Wu? Which Brother Wu?"
Ximen Qing seemed to have some impression but couldn't remember it for the moment.
"It's Wu Da who sells cooking cakes in front of the county government. His brother is the hero of fighting tigers, Wu Erlang, the head of the county government!"
Brother Yun continued, Ximen Qing was active in the county government all day long, so he should know that Wu Erlang was the one.
It turns out that Ximen Qing is just a poor and wealthy man in Yanggu County, who runs a herbal medicine shop in front of the county. He has also been a treacherous person since he was a child, and he is good at boxing and sticks. Recently, he has become rich and specializes in managing official affairs in the county and playing tricks on others. He was abusing, talking about things and paying for things, and snaring officials, and everyone in the county gave him some mercy.
"It turns out to be Wudutou!"
Only then did Ximen Qing think of the man of the hour in Yanggu County—Wu Song, the tiger-fighting hero. It's just that Wu Song is so arrogant that he won't buy anyone's fault except the county magistrate.
"Yes, Wu Dutou ranks second and is Brother Wu's biological brother."
Yuncheng has its own way.
"Then why does he still have a young lady at home?"
Ximen Qing continued to ask, this was the key point he wanted to know.
"Little lady? Oh, it must be that Pan Jinlian. I heard from Brother Wu that someone gave her to Wu Erlang as a maid."
Brother Yun wasn't sure. He heard Wu Dalang talk about this by chance when he and Wu Dalang were setting up a stall together. He could tell that the person's identity was not ordinary, but Wu Dalang was unwilling to elaborate.
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