A few days later, in the majestic and imposing Yamen of Dongping Mansion, a policeman looked at Xu Wenfeng. No, Jiang Wenfeng now cupped his fists and said, "Sir, it seems that a group of unusual people came to our Dongping Mansion today."
"Unusual??" Jiang Wenfeng said unexpectedly.
"Well, they are all highly skilled in martial arts and have extraordinary demeanor. They are definitely not like ordinary horse racing businessmen. Li Asan, a ruffian from the north of the city, was beaten by one of them until he vomited blood after just a few moves. His subordinates secretly checked and found that they seemed to be... Inquire about the situation in Wuliang Mountain”
Jiang Wenfeng's expression changed, "Seriously??"
“Absolutely true”
Jiang Wenfeng thought for a while and said, "Where are they now??"
“Currently staying at Futai Restaurant”
"Ask Liu Ping and Xu Zheng to come over immediately."
"yes"
At noon, there were only a few people standing in a bedroom on the second floor of Futai Restaurant, located in the north of Dongping Mansion. One of them was Song Jiang's eldest brother Song Yang.
"Sir, this Liangshan seems to be nothing more than that. They were defeated by a mere Dongping Mansion." Next to Song Yang, I saw a burly man with eyes like an eagle, looking at the only person sitting, about forty years old. The many-year-old elegant scholar said with some disdain.
Upon hearing this, the scribe looked at another middle-aged man with a majestic face and a calm expression, and said, "Instructor He, what do you think?"
These people are none other than Fang La, who arranged to meet Song Jiang to seek an alliance. The scribe is Fang La's wise advisor, Shi Yuan, the strong man is Fang La's nephew Fang Jie, and the majestic middle-aged man is one of Fang La's most trusted generals. He Conglong.
The three of them took Song Yang all the way from Muzhou in the south of the Yangtze River. They should have arrived long ago, but many things happened on the way, so they were delayed for a lot of time.
Upon hearing this, He Conglong cupped his fists and said, "Sir, I asked carefully. This war seems a bit strange?"
"Tell me about it," Zu Shiyuan said warmly.
"Every warrior is first motivated by interests and secondly by hatred. But this time Liangshan sent troops and seemed to get nothing. They just killed Dong Ping, the two-gun general, and then retreated directly. This seems to be unreasonable, and this The one who led the troops this time was not Song Jiang!!" He Conglong said.
Zu Shiyuan smiled and said, "Instructor He has sharp eyes. I think this looks like a show!!"
“What do you mean, sir??”
"It's not certain yet, but no matter what, we came all the way here just to see the leader of Song Village. A win or a loss is nothing. But Mr. Jie, you really have to change your temper. This time On the way, we have wasted a lot of time because of you. I hope you won't lose a big thing because of a small thing." Zu Shiyuan said helplessly.
When Fang Jie heard this, he was a little embarrassed and said: "I know, sir!!"
"Bang, bang..."
At this time, a knock on the door suddenly sounded.
When He Conglong heard this, he glanced at Zu Shiyuan. After seeing him nodding, he walked to the door, opened the door and saw the waiter bending over and standing outside.
"I'm disturbing our guest officer"
"What's the matter??" He Conglong frowned.
"Someone wants to meet some guests," the waiter said.
"Meet us?? Who??"
"I don't know, but the young master said that he wanted to meet the heroes who beat up the ruffians in anger, and he is already waiting in the private room."
Hearing this, Zu Shiyuan shook his head, stood up and said, "Please tell that young master that we have something important to do, so we won't bother you."
"Sir, the young master said that if you don't go now, he will come over in person!!"
"Hey, you look pretty arrogant." Upon hearing this, Fang Jie immediately showed a hint of murderous intent.
Zu Shiyuan's eyes moved, "Since you are so polite, let's go and have a look."
“Thank you so much, guests”
Soon, in a private room opposite the house, when several people walked in, they saw Jiang Wenfeng in plain clothes sitting in it with two strong guards holding swords.
"Sir, some guests have arrived."
"Sorry to trouble you." Jiang Wenfeng threw out a money bag.
"Thank you sir"
After the waiter left, Zu Shiyuan took the lead in cupping his fists and saying, "I wonder what I call this young master??"
"Haha, I'm Jiang Wenfeng."
"What?" Except for Zu Shiyuan, the faces of the three of them, He Conglong, changed. Isn't Jiang Wenfeng the prefect of Dongping Prefecture who defeated Liangshan? ?
Zu Shiyuan's face changed, "It turns out it's the magistrate. The common people have offended me. What's the point of asking us?"
"I heard that some of them are inquiring about the Liangshan bandits??"
"No, I'm just curious," Zu Shiyuan said immediately.
When Jiang Wenfeng heard this, he sighed and said: "Nowadays, thieves and bandits are rampant in all directions, and it is the time for the imperial court to employ people. I see that these two men behind you are very noble. I wonder if they are willing to serve the imperial court?"
"Haha, the magistrate is offending you, they are all just rude people."
"Really??" Jiang Wenfeng glanced at Song Yang, who was a little timid at this time, and suddenly raised his eyebrows, "I don't know how to call this person??"
"Grassman Song Yang" Seeing that the other party turned out to be the prefect, Song Yang said quickly with some fear.
As soon as he said this, Zu Shiyuan's expression immediately changed. Song Yang was also shocked and quickly covered his mouth, his face turning pale.
"Your surname is Song." Jiang Wenfeng's face suddenly darkened.
"Sir, although his surname is Song, he has nothing to do with Song Jiang. We can't break the law just because of Song Jiang! We are Song people," Zu Shiyuan said immediately.
After Jiang Wenfeng looked at it carefully, he said: "Of course it is not illegal to have a surname of Song, but it is best not to have anything to do with Song Jiang."
"Of course"
After the two sides chatted for a while, Jiang Wenfeng stood up and said: "There are still things at the Yamen, so I won't disturb you. I hope you all have a pleasant stay in Dongping Mansion!!"
"Thank you sir"
When Jiang Wenfeng led the people away, He Conglong said angrily to Song Yang: "How can you tell your real name!!"
"me.."
"Forget it, he was also panicked for a moment. This magistrate is not ordinary. He is not one of those mediocre people. He will leave immediately tomorrow," Zu Shiyuan said seriously.
"yes!!"
At night, in the government office lobby, when the man in front of him took off his bamboo hat, Jiang Wenfeng was a little surprised and said: "Brother Song Qing??"
"Brother Jiang, that Song Yang is my eldest brother's name," Song Qing said seriously.
"What??"
"Brother asked you to immediately mobilize the troops of Dongping Prefecture and surround Futai Restaurant. I want to see it with my own eyes," Song Qing said.
When Jiang Wenfeng heard this, he immediately said: "Okay"
That night, with the sound of rapid footsteps, Zu Shiyuan and others who were sleeping in the restaurant immediately opened their eyes and stood up one by one.
He Conglong nimbly came to the window, opened a gap, and saw that in the night, the lights outside were indeed bright, and hundreds of elite soldiers had surrounded the surroundings.
"No, sir, the prefect has taken action."
"Sir, let's fight out"
"Don't be impulsive, we can do it. What should Brother Song Yang do??" Zu Wenfeng said with a serious look on his face.
Soon, there was a noise outside, and it seemed that all the customers in the store were driven away. Following the sound of footsteps approaching the house, He Conglong and Fang Jie held the weapons in their hands tightly, with expressions on their faces. Killing intent.
But the footsteps finally stopped in front of the door, and Jiang Wenfeng's voice came in, "Brother Zu, are you there?"
When Zu Shiyuan heard this, he immediately asked He Conglong and Fang Jie to retreat, and whispered: "Put away your weapons and protect brother Song Yang."
"gentlemen"
"keep it!!"
"yes!!"
Zu Shiyuan breathed a sigh of relief. After opening the door, he looked at Jiang Wenfeng who was wearing official uniform and surrounded by elite soldiers. He pretended to be worried and said: "Master Magistrate, I wonder what happened?"
"Haha, brother Zu, don't be nervous, we are just here to confirm something."
"one thing??"
"Why don't you invite us in and sit down?"
Zu Shiyuan glanced at the figure next to Jiang Wenfeng who was wearing a bamboo hat and covering his face. A trace of doubt flashed on his face and he said: "Of course, please!!"
After Jiang Wenfeng and Song Qing entered, they saw He Conglong and Fang Jie protecting the pale-faced Song Yang behind them.
As soon as Song Qing entered, he looked directly at Song Yang as if sensing something. After taking a closer look, he immediately opened the hat in excitement and said, "Brother."
Song Yang was stunned for a moment, then couldn't believe it: "You, you are the fourth brother!!"
"It's me! Brother"
"Mr. Ancestor, he, he is my brother Song Qing." Song Yang ran over excitedly.
After the two hugged each other, Song Yang immediately cried: "Fourth brother, I finally see you."
"This..." Seeing this scene, He Conglong and Fang Jie were stunned.
"Brother Zu, now you can tell me your reasons for coming!!" Jiang Wenfeng smiled at this time.
Zu Shiyuan's expression changed, and then he shook his head and said: "I admire it, I admire it. It turns out that Dongping Mansion has been controlled by Liangshan. It seems that we have come all the way, so we made the right choice."
"Who is your Excellency??" Jiang Wenfeng asked curiously.
After hearing this, Zu Shiyuan clasped his fists solemnly and said: "My lord Jiangnan La!"
