"Haha, are you the boss?" Lao Qiantou asked the fake Gao Bing. The fake Gao Bing replied: "Yes, yes..." Thinking of the military advisor's promise to give his wife and children a large sum of money, the fake Gao Bing, whose real name was Gou Laosan, still hesitated to answer.
The old money man chuckled and said,
"Then you go and call everyone in the village to the school field in front of the village. By the way, also ask them to bring their own weapons." The fake Gao Bing replied in confusion: "Old sir, what do you mean? ...?"
"If you want to survive, don't talk too much. I'm not the kind of person who wants to kill everyone. I just want to see how many people in your village are willing to take off their armor and return to the fields. Remember, prepare a big basket to hold your weapons." Qian Tou replied calmly.
But when this fake Gao Bing heard that he could survive, he was so happy that he took off his armor and returned to his field? Okay, everyone agrees, after you leave, we will gather together and go back to the village. In this way, you don’t have to die for the village owner, and you can also take this opportunity to make a fortune.
So the fake Gao Bing replied: "That's it. Thank you to the old man for giving me a way to survive. I also asked the old man to go to the school ground and wait. I will arrange for someone to notify everyone to go to the school ground and wait. After that, all the brothers in the village listened to the old man. Sir, I have no words to say." After the fake Gao Bing finished speaking, he stood up slowly and prepared to leave. Before he could turn around, he subconsciously looked at the old money man.
Lao Qian nodded, raised his hand and said, "Go, go, just remember to find someone to take us to the school grounds." The fake high school senior nodded and hurriedly ran out of the room. A room full of corpses.
The fake Gao Bing walked out of the room and straightened up. It turned out that the fear just now was all faked by him. No one who became a bandit could be so greedy for life and fear of death. But I just showed it to the old guy. Since he can't defeat him, he might as well show his weakness to the enemy and make him think that the brothers in the village are afraid of him. Since he has the intention to disband Gaojiazhai, and now he is the 'village leader' of Gaojiazhai, if he agrees to disband Gaojiazhai, If he could let him leave the village, he would be retreating from the enemy. Maybe he would be the next military advisor... Now he wanted to tell the boss about this, so he went straight to the woodshed behind.
Naturally, when he was passing through the corridor, he called a handyman and asked him to quickly go to the front hall to greet the old money man and take them to the martial arts school.
At this time, the leader of the Gao family, Gao Bing, had changed into a pair of coarse clothes and wrapped himself in his own fine brocade clothes, and was pacing anxiously in the woodshed.
Seeing the brother pretending to be himself arriving, Gao Bing hurriedly asked him: "Brother Ding San, where is Commander Zhang? What's going on ahead?" It is true that this fake Gao Bing is the man called Ding San by his brothers in the village.
Ding San looked anxious, pointed to his nostrils where the blood was still wet, and his bruised face, and replied: "Back to the village leader, the old guy didn't even taste our poisoned food and drinks. He overturned the table. Furthermore, all the people we were ambushing were beaten by him and were either fainted or dead, and lay all over the floor. This old guy was too powerful. Finally, the old guy who was preparing a sneak attack from the front was also beaten by Military Master Zhang. He fought back. Fortunately I was not beaten to death, but they drank wine to wake me up and asked me to send a message."
"Commander Zhang is dead?! All the plans are in disarray!!!... What's the news? Have you been discovered?" Gao Bing frowned in surprise and was silent for a long time. Finally, he looked at Ding San with disappointment and asked. road.
Ding San waved his hands repeatedly and replied: "Don't worry, village master. Although the military advisor is dead, they didn't find out that I was a fake. They also asked me to come over and spread the word to everyone, asking me to summon everyone to the martial arts school in front. I asked, It seems that the old guy wants us to hand over the weapons we have in hand and dismiss our brothers in the village. Leader of the village, since this old guy has this idea, we might as well comply with his wishes. Let's pretend to listen to him and disperse. Yes, when the three of them leave Qianzhou, we will gather the brothers and build the stronghold again." Gao Bing heard this and breathed a sigh of relief. He looked at Ding San and thought that this guy is quite smart. Jiner, the person the military advisor found is really good and can adapt to changes.
"Yes, yes, you did a very good job! As you said, your life should be worry-free. Go and pass on the message quickly. Just do it. There will be a big reward afterwards. If you send it today This God of Plague will be yours as the military advisor of our Gaojiazhai from now on. Go and make arrangements quickly, and spread the word in private. You all follow the old guy's arrangements. Just disperse, and come back to gather later." Gao Bing patted Ding San on the shoulder and praised him.
After hearing Gao Bing's words, Ding San felt secretly happy and turned around quickly to summon everyone to the school grounds. Before leaving, he looked at the village leader Gao Bing again and asked with a smile: "Then the village master, are you going or not?" Hearing this, Gao Bing chuckled, looked at himself in coarse cloth, and his tense mind instantly felt much relieved. He dusted himself off, looked at the two big axes standing on one side, and smiled at Ding San again. He smiled and muttered: "Then I'll go and have a look. Even the second master's superb skills couldn't be defeated by him. This time we summoned more than 20 masters in the village to besiege him. It turned out that I still lost, I want to see what this old guy looks like, and I have to stay away from him in the future to avoid touching the tiger’s butt, which is bad luck!”
Ding San hurriedly stepped out of the way, made an invitation gesture, and said to Gao Bing: "Master of the village, please go ahead." Gao Bing nodded and thought, this Ding San is not bad, very good, so he turned around and took it. With both axes in hand, he walked towards the martial arts school.
Gaojiazhai, martial arts school venue. On the martial arts stage, against the wall, there are two small wooden coffee tables in the middle, separated by three wooden chairs. Sitting on the left is Jing Zhaoyue, in the middle is the little girl Jinzi, and on the right is Jing Zhaoyue.
Concubine happily watched the excitement. After a while, she took Lao Qiantou and asked him what the wooden frame was for and what the stone pier was for. .
Jing Zhaoyue, on the other hand, sat quietly on one side drinking tea, letting things develop without him intervening. The old money man took care of many things, saving worry and trouble.
Under the direct greetings of the fake Gao Bing Dingsan and the secret greetings of the real Gao Bing, all the troublemaking brothers from the real Gaojiazhai came to the school ground and stood in rows, separated from the left and right. About three feet apart, they gathered neatly together, waiting for orders on the martial arts stage.
Fake Gao Bing saw that all the brothers had arrived, and then he cautiously came to Old Qiantou, respectfully clasped his fists and replied: "Old sir, all the brothers in the village have been gathered here. Please give me your advice." Old Qiantou Then he pressed his hand to Jizi, signaling her to stop talking. Now that the real thing was coming, Jizi obediently closed her mouth.
Old Qiantou shook his sleeves and stood up. Ding San followed him respectfully. Old Qiantou stood in front of the martial arts stage and said with a smile to the fake Gao Bing in front of him: "Master Gao, I asked you to prepare the basket." You understand the intention, right?" Ding San smiled apologetically and replied: "Old sir, I will arrange for two people to go and let everyone collect the weapons." Lao Qian nodded and said with a smile: "You can teach me." Ding San frowned and cursed in his mind: "Sir, I'm forty years old, and I'm still a child to teach, you old thing."
But he still had to smile.
"Tell everyone, if you don't kill the person who disarms you, disarming means agreeing to leave Gaojiazhai." Old Qiantou ordered.
After Ding San heard this, he turned around and loudly made arrangements for everyone, and then asked two young men to lift the basket and collect the weapons one by one.
The old money man nodded with a smile and glanced at Zhen Gao Bing, who was standing in the crowd not far away. He was "holding two axes, eight feet tall, with a full beard and a ferocious appearance", which was exactly as described. , he stepped forward and led the fake Gao Bingding down to the martial arts stage three times, just like the leader of the village inspecting the villagers, holding his hands behind his back and wandering leisurely in the crowd.
Not long after, he pretended to be casual and walked up to Zhen Gao Bing, who was dressed in coarse cloth and pretended to be a brother in the village.
Old Qian looked him up and down, and he was actually half a head taller than himself. Then he pointed at Gao Bing and pretended to be surprised: "Oh, this brother has a strong back and strong waist, and his weapon is a pair of axes. He must be in the village." Are you an expert in the village?" Ding San watched the old guy commenting on the true leader of the village. Naturally, he did not dare to reveal his identity. He hurriedly smiled and said: "Old sir, all of our brothers in the village are experts. Please go forward. Take a look." Old Qiantou looked at Zhen Gao Bing. He was wearing coarse clothes, and the obscene clothes exposed around his neck were indeed silk. He was very different from the other brothers, which showed that this guy was Gao Bing, the leader of the village. That's right.
Old Qiantou stood still and asked the fake Gao Bing: "Dare I ask this brother's name?"
