There is only one narrow and steep staircase in the Meng family's gatehouse, which is the basis for Qin Chuan to dare to pull out his teeth.

He expected that after Bashanhu and Li Biaofeng's people captured Zhuangzi, their strength would be greatly damaged, and they would only be busy drinking wine, eating meat and playing with women, and they would definitely not have the heart to work hard.

In fact, when the thieves squeezed up the stairs, a few three-eyed guns stretched out from above, and after the gunshots, the thieves left a dozen corpses scattered in a hurry.

Someone proposed to Bashanhu to attack by fire and burn the sons of bitches, so Bashanhu asked people to get firewood soaked in fire oil, hang it on a long bamboo pole, and slowly approach the gatehouse.

The bird guns and a few horn bows on the gatehouse shot accurately, and lost more than a dozen lives, and finally approached the gatehouse, a group of old bandits from Jiuji Mountain suddenly jumped down from above, led by the surnamed Qin, dragged the long knife and strode to kill, cut all the thieves with firewood to the ground, and then used a wooden shield to retreat unharmed from the arrows.

Bashan Tiger saw a burst of pain in his flesh, those were all old bandits under him.

When he broke the village, he lost more than two hundred people, at least half of them were his descendants and old bandits, and now he sent dozens more in the blink of an eye, so how can he not be heartbroken.

When Li Biaofeng shouted for people to continue to rush and kill, no one moved.

Whether it is the bandits in Huangcong Mountain or the rogues in Linxian County, after eating and drinking enough to play with women, they don't want to fight hard for a long time.

Someone also asked: "Mengjiazhuang's money and food are all in hand, why do you have to fight with the surnamed Qin?" That gatehouse is easy to defend and difficult to attack, isn't it for the brothers to be sent to death? ”

Li Biaofeng just wanted to scold, but he heard Bashanhu on the side cough lightly: "Li is in charge, that gatehouse is really difficult to gnaw, if you have to fight down, I'm afraid you will have to fold another one or two hundred brothers, now we only have seven hundred people left, and it's not even safe to transport food, so don't fill in the head, and let the son of a son surnamed Qin live for a few more days?" ”

Li Biaofeng frowned: "Master Hu, you personally promised to give the head of the person surnamed Qin with both hands." ”

"That being said, who would have thought that the person surnamed Qin would play this hand?"

Tongtian Zhu on the side took over: "Master Hu, the most important thing in the rivers and lakes is Xinyi, you asked us to help you fight Mengjiazhuang, we came, Zhuangzi also beat you, but now the surname Qin is there, as long as the brothers rush up, they will be able to dismantle him, why do you ......"

One of Bashanhu's subordinates interjected impatiently: "This Zhuangzi was brought down by our two families, our brothers who died in Huang Congshan are no less than yours, and you still have to take half of the money and grain in it, how did you come here and become what you helped us fight?" ”

"How old the are you? Do you have a say in this? Get out of the way. Tongtian Zhu looked at it coldly, and scolded coldly without giving any face.

Bashan Hu's subordinate opened his mouth, and finally had to retreat in hatred.

"Ahem." Ba Shanhu cleared his throat, and said indifferently: "The two masters, as long as you rob all the food, there will be a large number of homeless people to take refuge in you, and you don't have to worry about no one at all, but my Huang Congshan is different, those brothers who just died are all my Huang Congshan's accumulated years, and it is much more expensive than your homeless people's gold, and Huang Congshan can't afford such consumption." ”

"Otherwise, give me your share of money and food to Huang Congshan, and I'll help you take the head of the person surnamed Qin, how about it?"

Hearing this, Tongtian Zhu was so angry that he grabbed the hilt of the knife on his waist, but he didn't dare to draw the knife.

It was more than a thousand stone of grain, dozens of cattle, hundreds of women, a lot of silver and satin cloth, and he couldn't give it to Bashan Hu.

Li Biaofeng frowned: "Master Tiger, you are sitting on the ground and starting the price." ”

"Hahahaha......"

Bashanhu raised his head and laughed a few times, and then arched his hand: "Both, it's useless to talk more, but it hurts the harmony, let's say goodbye, there will be a period later." ”

So saying, he turned his horse's head and took his men to load the grain.

Li Biaofeng had a gloomy face and looked at his back fixedly.

Babel pulled out half of the knife, thought about it, and thrust it back in hatefully.

He knew that his subordinates composed of military households and croppers were no match for Bashanhu's gang of bandits, and he couldn't get any benefit from turning his face with Bashanhu now.

"When our army comes, it's not too late to clean up the bashan tiger's bitch." Li Biaofeng gritted his teeth and said.

"What about the one surnamed Qin?" Babel asked.

Li Biaofeng shook his head: "There are only about 300 of us left, and there will definitely be a lot of damage to this gatehouse. ”

"Fuck it!"

Tongtian Zhu scolded unwillingly.

"Let's go, transport the money and grain back first, exchange the money and grain with Leopard Wu for some people and horses, and then come and clean up Bashanhu and the one surnamed Qin."

Li Biaofeng and Bashan Hu also turned their horses' heads and instructed their men to load money and grain.

……

Qin Chuan stood on the gatehouse, looking at the two gangs of Bashanhu and Li Biaofeng, driving the carts out of Mengjiazhuang through the gap in the courtyard wall, and the complicated taste in his heart was indescribable.

There is excitement and anticipation, but also helplessness and heaviness.

Except for Meng Guiming, the people in Mengjiazhuang are basically dead, and those who did not die were also taken away by the thieves, and the strong men were thieves, and the women were either obediently played with by the thieves, or waited to be tortured to death.

Qin Chuan couldn't save those people, but from another point of view, the death of the Meng family was a good thing for him.

He could snatch the property of Zhuangzi and the Meng family from Meng Guiming and transform himself from a bandit leader to a landlord.

It's a bold plan, a real-life version of the story of the dove occupying the magpie's nest.

For Meng Guiming, he has no psychological burden, the little old man is not a good person, it is still a trivial matter to run rampant among the fish and meat people in the township, and the most important thing is that the Meng family provides countless grains and pig iron to the Fan family every year, and the Fan family transports those goods out of the customs and sells them to Tartar and Jiannu.

Natural disasters in the Xiaoice era not only befell the land of Daming, but also fell in eastern Liaoning, and the life of the people of Jianzhou was not much better; if it were not for the plundering of the customs, if there was no grain trafficked by the Jin merchants, Jiannu would not have the ability to enter the Central Plains at all, and this great river and mountain might eventually fall into the hands of Li Hongji.

In this troubled world, no one is innocent.

What Qin Chuan wants to do most is to turn the troubled times into prosperous times.

He wants to use the Meng family's land to accumulate wealth, use the status of the landlord to do something that the thieves can't do, and then give full play to the professional expertise of the old bandits in Jiuji Mountain, accumulate resources and strength through continuous robbery, and slowly expand his team until he can wrestle with Huang Taiji and Li Hongji.

Being a master during the day and a bandit leader at night is a technical job.

"Big boss, do we want to go out and do him a vote?"

Seeing that Ba Shanhu and Li Biaofeng's group drove dozens of carts full of money and grain out of Mengjiazhuang, Luo Daniu asked unwillingly.

That's enough food, but it's enough for them to eat for a long time.

Qin Chuan came back to his senses from his thoughts, looked at the two convoys, and then shook his head: "They are on guard, nearly a hundred men and horses are pressing the formation behind, we can't get any benefits." ”

"Those bitches have taken all the food away, what are we going to eat?"

"Don't worry, didn't Lao Huang say that dozens of grain trucks entered Mengjiazhuang a few days ago? That batch of grain should still be in Zhuangzi. ”

Qin Chuan smiled, then went downstairs and walked into the house.

Meng Guiming's clothes were soaked in cold sweat several times, wet and dry, dry and wet, and the whole person was in a very nervous state.

Seeing Qin Chuan coming in, he glanced up and asked anxiously, "Haohan, how is Xiao Lao'er's family?" ”

Qin Chuan didn't reply, he only pulled a stool and sat opposite him.

"Master Mengzhuang, let's say, where did the batch of grain that was transported into Mengjiazhuang a few days ago go?"

Meng Guiming was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Good man, the batch of grain you said belongs to the Meng family, and their family is afraid that the rogues will capture Jiexiu, so they transported all the grain to Xiao Lao'erzhuang for temporary storage, and they have already shipped it away in batches a few days ago." ”

"Hehe, Master Meng, do you think I am a pig?"

"Hero, that batch of grain is really ......"

"Let's go, let's go see how your family is doing."