Xu Zizhen wanted to talk again with great interest, but his body couldn't support it, the tunnel was cramped and the air was not circulating, and he had to half-bend over to speak, and his chest was still splint, and cold sweat oozed from his forehead after a while.

Su San accompanied him into the tunnel, and at this time, he hurriedly pulled him out half-helped and half-dragged him, and said in his mouth: "You are still tossing with such a serious injury, do you want to kill you?" ”

Wen Baer turned his head violently, the light in the tunnel was dim, he didn't find that Xu Zizhen was injured at all, and then he looked carefully and found that Xu Zizhen's face was extremely ugly, and he hurriedly dropped the tools in his hand and helped Xu Zizhen out of the tunnel with Su San.

After coming to the cave to breathe in the fresh air, Xu Zizhen gradually eased up a little, Zhending City does not have to go back, Jin Bing patrols all day long, maybe something will happen one day, or live in this remote place where wild cats don't poop.

Lu Ying called someone to arrange a room for Xu Zizhen to live in, Su San helped him to lie down, and couldn't help but complain a few more words, Wen Baer couldn't help but shake his head after learning that Xu Zizhen was injured: "Young master, your body and bones are so expensive, you really can't play like this in the future." ”

Su San was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "What gold does he have?" ”

Wen Baer looked at Xu Zizhen, and covered up with a smile: "He is my young master, isn't he more expensive than me?" ”

Su San pursed his lips and didn't speak again, Xu Zizhen smiled secretly in his heart, this girl doesn't know that she is a concubine of the Western Xia Kingdom, but she doesn't need to tell her for the time being, after all, there is a Lu Ying next to her, and it is better to keep a low profile for people who don't know the roots.

Lu Ying is going back to the city when he sees that he is fine, his coffin shop is now doing business openly, but secretly it is a place where the righteous people of the rivers and lakes gather in the entire Zhending Mansion, Su San somehow suddenly remembered something, grabbed Lu Ying, but turned back and asked Xu Zizhen: "The tunnel leads from here to the Golden Dog Camp, but what if the Golden Dog finds it here along the tunnel after my father and them are rescued?" Didn't you hurt Lu Ying? ”

Xu Zizhen smiled mysteriously: "Don't worry, I have arranged this matter early in the morning." ”

"Quirky and weird." Su San muttered and didn't ask again, she thought she was simple-minded, and she didn't have as many ghost ideas as Xu Zizhen, but she trusted his plan 100%, and even she didn't understand what was going on.

Before Lu Ying left, Xu Zizhen left him for a while, Shui Liuli had to go back to Lu Ji Shoucai Shop the day after tomorrow to bury himself, and there were some words that Lu Ying needed to bring, but Xu Zizhen was a little hesitant when he talked about this, because Zhao Gou's departure was absolutely no problem, but about Shui Liuli, Du Jin and Yan Zhao, until now he didn't have a perfect and thorough plan.

In the end, Xu Zizhen had to sigh helplessly: "One step at a time, Wushu shouldn't embarrass them." ”

Lu Ying and Wen Baer couldn't think of a reason after thinking about it for a long time, and Su San was even more dazed, but for her, it was still the same sentence, Xu Zizhen always had a way to solve it, so she didn't have to worry.

Wen Baer worked at night, and went to rest after chatting for a long time, Lu Ying and Su San also went back to the city, Xu Zizhen lay on the bed alone, watching a few guys outside the window scatter the soil dug out of the tunnel evenly in the yard, and the thoughts were turning in his head.

It has been half a year since he came to this unfortunate era, but his initial prediction was a long time late, and he should have been connected with the seventh master Zhao Gou a long time ago, but it was delayed until a few days ago, and as soon as they met, they accompanied him to Zhending and entered the golden camp, which completely caught him off guard.

In addition, Xu Zizhen found that he still thought about things too simple and beautiful, originally he always thought that he had more than 800 years of historical knowledge than others, and he should be under control, but it turned out that the plan was not as fast as the change, and many things were found to be outside the scope of his cognition when they came to him.

For example, the exile of the folk girls in Suzhou City, such as the First Battle of Lanzhou in Song Xia, and the difficulties of Wushu after entering the gold camp.

Xu Zizhen couldn't help but be a little scared when he thought of this, if he hadn't prepared in advance, he would really have to die in the golden camp this time, there was a big difference between the vultures and the books he had read before, he was by no means so reckless and rude as in the legend, but he was very scheming, and his joy and anger were invisible.

It's actually normal to think about it, if Wushu is really such a rough person, how could he become the marshal of the Jin State in the later stage and control hundreds of thousands of troops?

"It's difficult, it's really difficult...... Xu Zizhen sighed, and suddenly remembered the Qinggang Hongmen and other halls in later generations.

At that time, the hall had already matured after a long period of time, and both the organizational structure and the action plan were quite perfect, such as the three necessary people in the hall - red sticks, straw sandals, and white paper fans.

The red stick refers to the thug in the mouth of the hall, and is the first thug in the organization to represent the absolute force value, and always rushes to the front line when charging into battle.

Straw sandals may not be able to play, but people are familiar, everyone knows everyone, and it can also be said to be the public relations in the organization, if there is any trouble, straw shoes will be dispatched first, using a qiē can use the interpersonal relationship, with the least cost and the fastest speed to solve things, and then the red stick to solve the problem with violence when it can't be solved.

And the meaning of the white paper fan is the master, a mature hall and organization must have a wise and stable master, often in a blink of an eye can turn the tide and stabilize the overall situation, so that the organization can be both civil and military, rigid and soft.

Xu Zizhen pondered carefully, in his own imagination, Zhao Gou's Southern Song Dynasty in the future is like a super big hall, Zhao Gou is naturally the biggest boss in the organization, and he will be the specific operator of Tangkou, and then the huge Song Dynasty will gradually grow in his own careful planning.

But here's the problem, the boss and the trader have it, but the three elements don't seem to have been settled yet, Xu Zizhen thought about it, and he can barely be regarded as a red stick.

And in the past six months, he has also known a lot of people and forces, such as the Western Xia royal family, such as the Western Liao Yelu Dashi and his Sanjue Hall, and there is also a temporary shrinking Tianxia Society, if you barely make up your head, Zhuoya, the Tubo princess who is waiting for her in Bianjing Kang Palace, can also be counted as one, that is to say, the straw sandals can also be served by yourself.

But Xu Zizhen couldn't think of a suitable candidate for a white paper fan.

Among his brothers, Bu Fen and Li Mengliu Feng are all horns that can be played, and their brains are good, but they are still a lot worse than the height of their master, Du Jin and Wen Ba'er are similar, and they are not as good as those who can fight, at most they are craftsmen, not to mention Daye, except for loyalty, rough skin and thick meat.

Xu Zizhen looked at the blue sky and muttered, "God, send me a smart man!" ”

The door of the house was suddenly pushed open with a creak, and Su San appeared in front of him again: "What smart person?" What are you muttering? ”

Xu Zizhen said: "Why are you back again?" ”

Su San walked up to him and stretched out his finger and poked his chest: "Lu Ying's friends want to see you, how about it, you can't die yet, right?" ”