Chapter Ninety-Three: Elm's Head

The appearance of Tao Ke this time gave Song Wenjian a new idea.

If Tao Ke can get the credit for this time, he will definitely be promoted and become the commander of the guard post of the sixth grade. As long as he has a good relationship with Taukola, he can cover them.

Tauco owes him a favor, and he will definitely pay it back in the future.

Tao Ke listened to Song Wenjian's suggestion, glanced at the other party, and thought to himself: "This Song Wenjian is not ordinary, people who can not put three thousand taels of silver in their eyes will definitely have a future in the future." ”

You must know that although Tao Ke is usually greedy for ink in thousands of households, he usually has to take care of his head, and his family is only a few thousand taels.

Just now he said that he would give Song Wenjian 3,000 taels of silver, which is like cutting off his heart.

"Okay, Brother Wenjian, my brother will take advantage of you this time." Tauco said with a smile. Three thousand taels called Song Wenjian a brother, it's worth it.

"Brother Tao, let's go in for breakfast together and leave in half an hour, how about it?" Song Wenjian said to Tao Kedao.

"Okay, then I'll bother you." Taucco laughed. He called Wang Zhiheng, the deputy of the thousand households, and told them that these generals should take care of the sergeants and not cause trouble.

Song Wenjian took Tao Ke into the dining room, and the old man Hong had an accident, and the township invited another subordinate to watch the door and cook.

There was some mutton and pork on the table, and Tao Ke immediately drooled when he saw it. "Wow, Brother Wenjian, the food in your township is good."

Rushing from the county seat to Yangqing Township early this morning, Tao Ke only ate two meat buns.

"Come, let's eat." Song Wenjian beckoned Tao Ke to eat.

Half a time later, Song Wenjian and Tao Ke rushed to Luogang Mountain with their respective men and horses.

And the people from the yamen came to transport the tax grain away, and the remaining thieves were also handed over to the people of Suixi Qianhu, so Song Wenjian only left a few people in the township, and the others went to see the world.

The officers and soldiers of the Qianhu Institute have always bullied the weak and feared the hard, but now that there are only more than 30 people left in the Luogang bandits, and they have several hundred people, of course they are not worried.

They are all high-spirited, like loose sand.

Luogang Mountain is not far from Yangqing Township, and everyone came to the foot of the mountain without rushing for an hour.

Luogang Mountain is more than 300 meters above sea level, the trees on the mountain are verdant, and several sheep intestine trails circle up, which makes people look a little daunting.

At this time, there were several crow cries from the mountain, which made people feel chilled.

Tao Ke came to Song Wenjian's side a little worriedly: "Brother Wenjian, are you sure there are only more than thirty of them in Dahei"

"Well, don't worry, even if there are more than 200 of them, we have a few hundred, are you still afraid of them?" Song Wenjian looked at Tao Ke. "Brother Tao, you won't be scared, will you?"

"I, how could I be afraid?" Tao Ke called Wang Zhiheng over. "You immediately let the hundred households take their soldiers up the mountain, and kill the bandits when they see them, and don't show mercy to your subordinates."

"Yes, sir." Wang Zhiheng went to order the hundreds of households to act.

A group of people walked up the mountain, and a hundred households were full of 120 people, but because of the greed for ink from 1000 households, there were only 70 or 80 people in a hundred households.

When the sergeants rushed to the hill and panted, they found houses on it.

They rushed inside and found that the house was empty, and there was not a single figure.

"My lord, the people on the mountain have run away." A hundred households ran over to report to Tao Ke.

"Damn, it's like this every time, these bandits belong to rabbits." Tauko scolded angrily.

Song Wenjian next to him said with a smile: "Master Tao, we will tear down their houses and let them come back without a place to live." ”

When there are outsiders, Song Wenjian still calls Tao Ke an adult.

"Yes, there are only about 30 of them, and it is difficult to build a house." Taucco shouted, "Come on, knock down their houses." And those bandits, too, killed. ”

When the hundred households heard Tao Ke say this, they couldn't help but be stunned. "My lord, there are no more bandits up there."

"Damn, are you drunk, how could you not? Obviously there are still some bandits, you have already killed them, and the corpses will be carried to the door of Yangqing Township in a while. Tauco winked desperately at Hyako.

Anyway, they are the only ones who go up the mountain, and only they know if there are bandits or not.

There are so many of them coming up, if they don't kill some bandits, how can they go back and receive the merit.

There are bandit corpses at the door of Yangqing Township, just take some and pretend to be some when the time comes.

"Sir, is there something wrong with your eyes? Why do you keep blinking? Baidu immediately rushed forward and patted Tao Ke's ass. I'll carry you to the city to see the doctor now. ”

"Qian Si, I look at your sister, you elm head." Tao Ke kicked down the hundred households called Qian Si in a fit of rage.

If Qian Si wasn't his cronies, he really wanted Qian Si to become the corpse of a bandit.

Qian Si knelt on the ground in a panic: "My lord, I was wrong, I deserve to die." ”

"Qian Si, the corpse of the thief we killed on the mountain is now there in Yangqing Township, do you understand now?" Tauco walked over and tugged hard at Qian Si's ear.

"I see, sir." If Qian Si didn't understand what Tao Ke wanted him to do, he wouldn't have to be this hundred households.

Qian Si got up from the ground and ran to it and shouted loudly. "Hahaha, we've killed a hundred more bandits."

"Damn, this Qian Si's head is really elm." Tauco felt his old blood spurting out again.

Kill a hundred bandits again? Are there still so many corpses in Yangqing Township?

Half an hour later, the sergeant of the Senhe Office knocked down all the houses on the mountain, and everyone went down the mountain.

Back in the township, Song Wenjian said to Tao Ke: "Brother Tao, I will congratulate you in advance on your prosperous official fortune." ”

"Hehehe, this is not accurate, everything has to wait for the appointment from above." Tao Ke was afraid that Song Wenjian would temporarily change his hexagram, so he advised: "You remember to cooperate with the book I wrote to suppress thieves." ”

"I understand, please rest assured." Song Wenjian patted his chest and promised. "But in the future, please also ask Brother Tao to take care of the little brother."

"Of course, if you have anything to do in the future, just look for me." Tao Ke patted Song Wenjian's shoulder and smiled.

Song Wenjian's face changed immediately, this martial artist's strength is quite great, and if he continues to shoot like this, he will be injured internally.

After Tao Ke and the others left Yangqing Township with the live bandits and the dead bandits, Song Wenjian also asked the new Ding to return to the warehouse for training.

Dai Wang: They continue to be in charge of the management of the town, and the people of Yangqing Township are now talking about the change of Song Se.

Many people saw the corpses of the bandits in front of the township, these are terrifying bandits, they were killed by Song Wenjian, how could the people of Yangqing Township dare to provoke Song Wenjian?

They secretly falsely rumored that Song Wenjian was a big devil who killed people without blinking, and whoever provoked him would die.

Regarding this, Song Wenjian just smiled and didn't comment, how can the rumors on the streets and alleys be taken seriously.

"Young Master, Master Su Botong came to see you." Dai Wang reported to Song Wen outside.

"Let him in." Song Wenjian put the mobile phone in his hand into his arms, so as not to be discovered by others.