Song An had learned Taoist massage therapy from the senior brother in the temple before crossing over, so the technique was very good.

"How does it feel?"

"Well, it's comfortable." Wang Ling'er said with great enjoyment, so she took off the shoes and socks of the other foot and put the other foot in.

"What are you doing?"

"A sheep is to be released, a group of sheep is also to be released, you might as well send the Buddha to the west, and help me to pinch both feet and wash them!"

Song An was speechless and glared at Wang Ling'er depressedly.

"What? I'm the godmother that your father personally identified you, what's wrong with being your godson's godmother washing her feet? I haven't taught you how to give and urine to your godmother. ”

"If you mention the godmother again, I won't wash it for you!"

Wang Ling'er pursed her lips and giggled at Song An and smiled proudly.

Song An submerged his hand into the water and pressed Wang Ling'er's feet evenly while looking at her feet through the refraction of the water in the wooden bucket.

A pair of thirty-six feet were very slender and white, and her calves were the same, and they were very delicate and silky when pressed......

Wang Ling'er took a folded quilt from the head of the bed and leaned against her back, squinting her eyes slightly to enjoy Song An's service, and after a while, she fell asleep, until the water in the barrel was cold half an hour later, and she hadn't woken up yet.

Song An saw that she was breathing evenly and sleeping Zhengxiang, so he helped her dry the water on her feet and legs, gently laid her flat on the bed, covered her with a tight quilt, blew out the candles, closed the door and walked out of the house.

Speaking from the heart, Song An has always had ill intentions towards Wang Ling'er.

At the age of thirty, she is not only stunning and dazzling, but also exudes a feminine temperament all over her body, which makes Song An want to stop.

If you use one sentence to describe yourself, Song An feels that the sentence on the Internet is appropriate.

"Be a layman, greedy for money, good S, and upright."

He is greedy for money and lustful, but at the same time he is upright.

Greed for money is the nature of all people, if there is a person who says that he is not greedy for money, then this person is either greedy for fame, or a great man who has not met in a century, or a god, or an extremely black-bellied hypocrite.

Good S is more of a man's nature, if there is a man who says that he is not good S, then this person is either a commission or has a unique taste.

As for the interpretation of righteousness, Song An thinks it's very simple, live happily and happily, do whatever you want, don't go to meet anyone, don't go along with anyone, put everything on the bright side, and when you see injustice, you will shoot when you should make a move, and this is enough!

Although he wants Wang Ling'er, he has a bottom line for men and women, that is, they are willing and happy with each other.

And he felt that Wang Ling'er seemed to only treat him as a child, and he didn't feel cold.

In fact, at the moment, he is indeed thirteen years younger than Wang Ling'er, no wonder Wang Ling'er sees him like this.

……

When Wang Ling'er got up in the morning, she found that her injured foot no longer felt any pain. The two of them continued on their way. Arrived at Nanfeng City at noon on the 10th day as scheduled.

Although Nanfeng City is not as large as Bianshang Jingda, which is 150 miles in radius, it is also 80 or 90 miles in radius.

Before going south, Song An planned to use the old method of Pingliao to break Jizhou City to deal with Yelu Dezhong to break the city.

That is, first use the parachute battalion to blow up the city wall to force the enemy into the mezzanine of the city wall, and then use the parachute to send the soldiers and wine and oil, and pile the wine and oil at each exit outside the mezzanine and ignite it...... At the beginning of Jizhou, Song An relied on this trick to burn to death and choke to death a full 40,000 Liao soldiers.

But when he made his way south through the cities that Wang Qing had occupied, he immediately overturned his idea.

There is only one wall of Jizhou City, so in the face of the indiscriminate bombardment of the parachute battalion, he can only choose to retreat in the mezzanine. When the parachute battalion was transporting troops to the city wall, they were unable to come out to resist because the parachute battalion kept throwing thunder downwards at the exit of the mezzanine, which led to tens of thousands of people being burned to death.

The cities occupied by Wang Qing are different, they all have two city walls, the outer city wall and the inner city wall are about 30 meters apart, and there are many emitters distributed in the mezzanine of the two city walls.

If Song An repeats his old trick and forces the Chu army into the mezzanine with earth-shattering thunder, and then uses a flying parachute to transfer troops to the city wall, then he will face the following problems:

If you want to land on the outer wall, the mezzanine embarrasse of the inner wall will shoot you with arrows;

If you want to land on the inner wall, the mezzanine embarrasse on the outer wall will also shoot you with arrows;

If you want to land on the inside and outside at the same time, then the Chu army shoots you on the inside and you on the inside;

In short, it doesn't give you a chance to land at all!

Including the Nanzhou City in front of them, they are all such two city walls!

At present, the smallest plan that Song An can come up with to break the city is to repeat the routine of breaking Jizhou, and now that he looks at it, he can't implement it at all.

At the moment, it seems that there is no good way to do it except to be tough.

But Wang Qing has more than 500,000 soldiers and horses, and there are many generals under him who can fight well.

In history, Liangshan Junping Wang Qing, although the same Tiangang was undamaged, the minions were heavily killed and wounded, and it was not until more than a year later that Liangshanbo recovered his vitality and regrouped and continued to go south to engage in Fangla.

One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, this is the thinking of the ancients, and Song An in the 21st century does not recognize it.

In his eyes, whether you are a high-ranking official or a dung digger at the bottom, the essence is the same, but the work is different, and there is no high or low in life.

The lives of the heavenly and earthly demons are fate, and the lives of the minions are also fate.

He wanted to settle Wang Qing at the lowest cost.

"Capture the thief and capture the king first" is the smallest price, in the 21st century, it is also called precision strike, decapitation action.

Unlike Tianhu, the native bun of Hebei, Wang Qing of Huaixi was originally an insider in the system, and he once served as a deputy platoon soldier in the Bianjing Mansion, and his official position was roughly equivalent to the deputy director of the XX Institute in later generations.

Because of the murder was stabbed, after the grass for the coward, pulled up a group of people to occupy the mountain as the king, gathered a large number of villains and the like, immediately attacked the city, taking advantage of the court's internal and external troubles, and now occupies the Huai River valley within a radius of three or four thousand miles.

After calling himself the "King of Chu", Lao Wang built a palace on the central axis of Nanfeng City in the same way as the Yanfu Palace in Bianjing. Your Lao Zhao's palace is called Yanfu Palace, and my old king's palace is called Yanxi Palace, right?

Middle!

When Song An came to the street outside Yanxi Palace, he had the feeling of coming to Bianshangjing.

Figuring out the origin of Chu Junfei's paratroopers is what Song An wants to do most at the moment.

Filling your stomach, this is what Wang Linger wants to do most at the moment.

It wasn't until Wang Ling'er said that she was hungry that Song An remembered that she had been in Nanfeng City for more than two hours, and the sun had already moved westward, and they hadn't eaten lunch yet.

"We don't know anyone in the whole Nanfeng City, who do you want to ask?" After a full meal, Wang Linger leaned on the window facing the street on the second floor of the restaurant, while enjoying the scenery of the Huai River Valley outside the window, and whispered to Song An.

Song An didn't pay attention to Wang Ling'er, but locked his eyes on the several Chu officers who were drinking at the wine table not far behind him.