Jie Wendong bowed his head and listened to his arrangements. When he finished speaking every detail, he felt secretly shocked: Master Zhan is really sinister!
"...Do you understand?"
"Yes, I understand." Xie Wendong said, "Let's go and arrange it now!"
Feng Haijiao led a large group of people to stumble forward in Huangdangou. Because there was not enough food, they had to stop for a day on the way and let some civilians return to Huwan to get food supplies. By the time they reached Daximen, it was actually later than Zhan Zhekun had predicted. for one day. After finally staggering to the west gate, there were already many people and horses exhausted.
At the foot of the mountain, more than ten water jars have been prepared. The jars are filled with herbal tea, and the preparations are very appropriate.
"Good morning, sir." Huang Daqiao was ordered to greet Huang Daqiao with a smile on his face. "Shopkeeper Xin sent a young man to greet the master. Please rest here for a while with the brothers. It's not too late to go up the mountain again." After saying that, he waved his hand and said A servant brought a table of eight or eight plates of cold meat and noodles.
"This is a little thought from Shopkeeper Xin. Please have some snacks first, Master and Baojuan."
Feng Haijiao had been sitting on the sliding pole for a few days. He only had to eat and sleep. His body was sore and his mouth was tasteless. Xin Laonan was so attentive, and he did not feel suspicious in his heart. On the contrary, he was very considerate. He thought that this old boy was very sensible!
Here, a servant brought a few more trays, but they contained a shining two hundred taels of silver.
"This is a little greeting gift from Mr. Zhan to the brothers."
When Feng Haijiao saw that Xin and Zhan were so attentive, he felt that he must be afraid of him, so he tried his best to welcome them. He was very satisfied and said, "That's so polite! Go and tell you two that I will rest here for a while and then go up the mountain to visit you."
Huang Daqiao said "yes" and was about to leave. Feng Haijiao suddenly stopped him and asked, "How are you doing, Shopkeeper Xin?"
"Thanks to Mr. Feng," Huang Daqiao was stunned, "Shopkeeper Xin is still strong and strong, but his legs and feet are slightly inconvenient."
This is Xin Laonan's old injury, so he washed his hands in a golden basin a few years ago.
"Don't you have any headaches?"
"Master Feng really loves to tell jokes," Huang Daqiao said with a smile, "The weather is nice, neither cold nor hot, but why do I suddenly have a headache and a fever..."
But Feng Haijiao didn't smile. He stared at Huang Daqiao with his clear yellow eyes. After a long time, he suddenly showed his face and said, "I'm also thinking about my old friend."
"Thank you, Mr. Feng." Huang Daqiao said another greeting and slowly retreated.
Feng Haijiao's test just now didn't make him notice anything strange. Large groups of people arrived here one after another. When the thirsty minions saw the water, they cheered and wanted to gather around to eat and drink. However, he asked his soldiers to disperse them with whips.
"What a shame, you are in such a hurry to reincarnate!" He scolded and called his doctor to test the tea water in jars with silver needles to see if there was any poison.
After testing, there was no poison, so he let the minions drink it. He himself was worried, and asked the doctor to test the food and wine at the banquet one by one. After making sure that there was no harm, he sat down and started eating and drinking.
After eating and drinking, we started to make arrangements for going up the mountain.
Although he has determined that Xin and Zhan have no conspiracy, the bachelor who has been a gangster for many years has a lot of evil intentions and must be on guard. He immediately called his cronies. Make arrangements for going up the mountain one by one.
"We men are about to go up the mountain." Feng Haijiao said to the leader of his cronies, "Every one of you should be brighter in your moves! Although Old Man Xin is old, he is still not confused. With so many of us going up the mountain, it goes without saying that he has to be on guard. Keep us company. I think it’s very awkward for everyone to be so defensive, so it’s better to have two families together.”
The leaders cheered loudly, and Feng Haijiao signaled them to keep their voices down.
"Xin Laonan has been doing business for decades, and he always chooses big government and merchants to do business. Needless to say, Zhuangzi has a lot of good things-"
At this point, all the leaders showed greed in their eyes, and they were all eager to give it a try. Feng Haijiao continued: "...But Old Man Xin is not an ordinary person. He is willing to let us go up the mountain, so he is probably somewhat prepared. You have also seen that the terrain of Leida Slope is very dangerous. We cannot act rashly. You all have to Do as I tell you.”
After saying these words, he assigned his men one by one. He had walked the road up the mountain and probably knew that the most critical terrain was the three gates starting from the Great West Gate. So he sent three capable men, each with twenty minions, to pass through a village gate and stay on the spot.
"There are people from Xinjiazhuang guarding each village gate. There are not many people. Just stay where you are and watch them. If they ask, they will say that they are looking after the team that will transport the goods. As long as you don't drive them away. Don't fight with them. Otherwise, you won't make any noise and disturb the mountain."
These men and horses are all his direct descendants. By letting them control the village gate, they also control the road up and down the mountain. They can advance and attack and retreat. Feng Haijiao will be in an invincible position. It would be fine if Xin Laonan was honest. If there was any conspiracy, in the worst case scenario, he could lead the team to run away.
As a result, his direct lineage was reduced to less than fifty people. However, considering that Xin Laonan only has 20 or 30 men, and although Zhan Zhekun also has about 30 men, he is an outsider, and there is no need to stand up for Xin Laonan, who has no strength. After all, after Sun Dabiao is finished, he He is the most powerful sect among the three tribes in Yangshan, and Master Zhan is still counting on him to fight against the Kun bandits.
If he doesn't drink wine as a penalty, it won't be difficult to eat him. After all, he has an absolute advantage in terms of military strength.
He calculated it over and over again in his mind. He was sure to make a profit from this matter.
After assigning his men, Feng Haijiao ate and drank some more. It was almost noon when he saw Bi Xuansheng riding a bad horse and slowly catching up from behind.
Although he was no longer as defensive as he was at the beginning, he always regarded him as an "outsider" in his heart, so during this relocation, he was sent to the rear to escort the property.
Escorting property and food is hard work and requires responsibility. If Bi Xuansheng can do it, he might as well promote him more in the future.
He did not say hello to Bi Xuansheng, but only called one of his followers:
"You pass my order to Master Bi, saying that he has worked hard escorting the luggage. The brothers and their families who are carrying the luggage are also tired. Let them rest for an hour at the bottom of the mountain before going up the mountain."
Then, he called Mo Chong:
"Take a hundred new brothers and follow the Chinese army up the mountain. If there is a change ahead, you and your people will rush over immediately to respond!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Up the mountain!"
In the temple hall, there was a constant stream of people reporting on Feng Haijiao's movements. Zhan Zhekun felt a little nervous. Looking at Yang Juren, he didn't care about talking and laughing. He couldn't help but admire him in his heart - he was indeed a man of great influence in Guangning. !
Thinking of this, he forced himself to calm down and act calm and composed, not wanting Yang Juren to underestimate him.
"Two gentlemen, Mr. Feng has passed the second village gate."
"Is there anyone left at the village gate?"
"Stay here! It's just that it's far away and I can't see clearly. There are about twenty or thirty people there."
"How many people are there with him at this moment?"
"The younger one counted fifty or sixty people."
"These are probably all his direct descendants." Yang Jinghui said.
"Are there any more people to follow?"
"About a hundred people followed us up the mountain, but we haven't passed the second gate yet."
"This Feng Haijiao is really cunning." Yang Jinghui said with a smile, "It's hard for him. The arrangements are quite strict."
"If he wasn't cunning, how could he be willing to take advantage of me?" Zhan Zhekun was confident at this time.
Feng Haijiao led the team with great ambition, climbing the mountain and passing through obstacles without any obstacles. Of the two village gates passing by, only the first gate was guarded by twenty young men, and the second gate was guarded by just two old men. And no one dared to object when he left people behind.
Seeing that the main gate is ahead, after passing this gate, there is no danger to defend Leidapo. Xinjiazhuang is in his pocket.
The more he thought about it, the more proud he became. He saw several more dealers coming in front of him, and they came to greet them respectfully.
"Where is your shopkeeper Xin?"
"The shopkeeper is waiting in front of the temple, waiting to take care of the master." The banker said with an apologetic smile.
Feng Haijiao nodded, and when he reached the top of the mountain, he saw that everything was deserted, with only seven or eight villagers guarding the main entrance, and more than ten people working in the rice fields. There were no birds in the forest, and there was obviously no large group of people hiding, so I felt a little calmer.
When he arrived in front of the temple, he saw Zhan Zhekun with a springy face and already waiting in front of the temple. There were only three or four followers around him. He couldn't help but secretly wonder in his heart, he raised his hands and returned the greeting: "Where is Shopkeeper Xin?"
"Shopkeeper Xin has been injured in the past few days and has difficulty moving. He is waiting in the hall." Zhan Zhekun said with a smile. Feng Haijiao felt vaguely uneasy, but he insisted that there were thirty or forty minions around him, all of whom were his direct followers. Even if there was an ambush inside, they could still save him from rushing out, so he said fiercely: "In that case, let's go Let's talk after we go in!" After saying that, he winked at his men and followed Zhan Zhekun in.
His men followed him in immediately, but the temple itself was not big. As soon as dozens of people came in, the courtyard was immediately full. The door to the main hall was open, and Xin Laonan was sitting in front of the Buddha statue in the hall. Although he couldn't see clearly, he seemed to be looking good. There were only a few servants in the palace, and he felt calm at that moment. He raised his head and entered the palace with a smile, and said with a smile: "Shopkeeper Xin, you are well..."
Before he could say anything, he could only hear a gust of wind behind him, followed by a loud bang and flying dust. Feng Haijiao was startled, and just when he was about to turn around, he felt his face was heated, as if hot water had been sprinkled on him. However, the special sticky feeling made him immediately understand: this is human blood!
Feng Haijiao was shocked and turned pale. When he looked back, he saw that the four servants who followed him into the main hall were beheaded to the ground. The originally open main door of the main hall was also tightly closed. Several minions were holding the door. On top of the bar.
Outside there was the sound of the minions screaming and banging on the door that he had brought. Feng Haijiao wanted to draw his sword, but he was forced to move by several spears.
He forced himself to calm down and roared: "Xin, what do you mean?!"
