"Let's go, the big boss is waiting for us outside." When they were leaving, they shouted in the yamen: "The bandits are coming." ”

Li Rujun was hugging his concubine on the bed and preparing to change his position to play, when he heard the cry of "bandits" outside, he trembled with fright, and immediately rolled out of bed and got under the bed.

"Come on, people, protect me, don't let the bandits come." Li Rujun yelled outside.

The remaining yacha dared to make a move, and they were so frightened that they found a place to hide.

What county orders and bandits are floating clouds, and it is the most important thing for them to save their lives.

Da Hei stood on the dark street with a big knife in his hand, and when he saw Er Hei rushing over with dozens of brothers, he smiled proudly: "Very good, now we have more than 90 people, and we are sneak into the Song family, can't we destroy their whole family?" ”

Da Hei was afraid of Song Wenjian's gunpowder, so they adopted the method of sneak attack.

As long as they infiltrate the Song family and fight with Song Wenjian and others, those gunpowders will not work.

"Yes, boss." Erhei nodded and took the order, turned to the bandit behind him and said, "Quietly climb the wall of the Song family and go in, see one and kill the other, understand?" ”

"Yes." The thieves clenched their fists and shouted with chicken blood.

Song Wenjian returned to the room after bathing, and saw that there was only an oil lamp lit inside, and the dim light made Song Wenjian unable to see the scene on the bed clearly.

"Lady." Song Wenjian called softly.

But no one answered on the bed, so Song Wenjian had to walk towards the big bed.

"You, you blow out the lights first." Mo Xintong's shy voice came from the bed.

"Don't you need it? How can you see this dark sky touching the ground? Song Wenjian had a bitter face.

"I'm scared of lights." Mo Xintong whispered.

Song Wenjian heard Mo Xintong say this, so he had to go over and blow out the lights.

As soon as the lights went out, it was pitch black all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Song Wenjian had to slowly touch the direction of the big bed, "pop", Song Wenjian hit the head of the bed and fell down.

"Oops." Song Wenjian screamed.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Xintong sat up from the bed in surprise.

"I hit my head." Song Wenjian touched his head. "Why don't you call Xiaoqing to come over and help, let her help us hold the lamp, and help us ......"

Song Wenjian was excited, if Xiaoqing helped them untie their clothes, and helped push their backs or something in the back, it would definitely be a beautiful sight.

"Don't." Mo Xintong hurriedly shouted. "Where do you hurt? Let me see. ”

A fragrant wind blew in, and Mo Xintong trembled and approached Song Wenjian.

Song Wenjian didn't care about the headache, and threw Mo Xintong on the bed suddenly.

After a while, Mo Xintong's clothes fell on the bed, although it was black, her snow-white delicate body was very conspicuous.

"Lady, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. Let's hurry up and ......" Song Wenjian hurriedly untied his clothes.

Ancient clothes are troublesome, and there is no light, so he didn't take off the clothes when he got around.

"A moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold?" Mo Xintong muttered carefully. "You did it?"

"Of course I did it." Sometimes being a man is shameless, especially at this time, of course, Song Wenjian has to put gold on his face.

"What are the last two sentences?" Mo Xintong asked with interest.

At this time, how could Song Wenjian care about going against Mo Xintong's poetry, he said anxiously: "Lady, I'll tell you tomorrow." ”

"I want to hear it now, can I?" Mo Xintong asked with a red face.

At this time, Song Wenjian actually described it with "a moment of Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold", which made her both ashamed and happy.

Although the first sentence was indecent, it was so appropriate and so well written, which made Mo Xintong very happy.

It seems that Song Wenjian still reads books when he has time during this time, otherwise he would not have written such good poems.

Even if she read poetry books to the fullest, she would not be able to write such good verses.

Song Wenjian heard Mo Xintong say this, so he had to read out the last two sentences: "The sound of the song pipe building is thin, and the swing courtyard is heavy at night." ”

In order to hold the beauty, what about plagiarizing Su Shi's poems?

"Good poetry." Mo Xintong admired from the bottom of his heart.

The poem describes the charming scenery at night, the fragrance of flowers, the moonlight, the faint sound of singing and music coming from the balcony, and the girls who are looking for fun in order not to let the good times pass in vain.

He, how bad is he? Mo Xintong blushed and glanced at Song Wenjian coquettishly.

But she thought that he had written such a good poem for her that night, and although it was a little ill-intentioned, it made her heart ache.

"Hehe, lady, I have a better one." Song Wenjian didn't care about his shirt, threw his pants aside, and was about to break his pure man.

"Oh no, someone sneaked up." Shrill screams rang out outside.

"Ahh Song Wenjian was already armed with a gun and was about to go into battle, and he was taken aback when he heard the shout.

Mo Xintong was also so frightened that she sat up and hit Song Wenjian, "Oops, it hurts me to death." Song Wenjian screamed.

"Someone outside said a sneak attack, will something happen?" Mo Xintong asked worriedly.

"I'll go out and have a look." Song Wenjian was still a little worried about those newcomers, after all, they hadn't been training for long.

At the same time, Song Wenjian was secretly in a cold sweat, but fortunately he asked Jian Yuping to arrange people to guard in the courtyard, and a group of five people was on duty for two hours.

Otherwise, he would be attacked by someone else in the yard, and he would definitely be killed while still fighting with Mo Xintong in bed.

Song Wenjian put on his pants and walked outside, and Wu Guanhai happened to run to the door anxiously.

Because he was afraid that Song Hua would be assassinated, Song Wenjian asked Wu Guanhai to follow Song Hua during this time.

In the evening, Wu Guanhai also rested in the Song family's guest room.

"Young master, it's a bandit, there are more than a hundred people." Wu Guanhai's face showed worry.

In order to kill Song Hua's father and son, in addition to the nearly 100 thieves, Chen Huatao asked Ma Wei to find twenty ruffians.

Chen Huatao has been rampant and domineering in the county for so many years, and there are some inconvenient things to do, so they want these ruffians to kill people and set fires.

Song Wenjian looked at Wu Guanhai and smiled: "What's wrong?" Are you scared? Don't have faith in us? ”

"I'm not afraid." Wu Guanhai saw that Song Wenjian was so calm, how could he be a bad seed? "Young master, Yu Ping is ready with those new dings, just wait for them all to come in."

Song Wenjian bowed slightly, it seems that his luck is still good.

If it weren't for Wu Guanhai pestering him to see what he bought from Tao Yunke tonight, and he familiarized everyone with it again, it might be very tricky to encounter these more than 100 bandits tonight.

Now Song Wenjian is not worried: "Guanhai, you go over, let them go and never return." ”

"Yes, young master." Wu Guanhai ran towards the darkness over there.

After a while, the big bull with the iron rod in his hand ran over, and Song Wenjian asked strangely: "Da Niu, what are you doing here?" ”

"Young Master, Lord Guanhai asked me to come over to protect you." The big cow shrugged his head and looked unhappy.

He likes this kind of fighting thing the most, and now that he is called to the backyard by Wu Guanhai, of course he feels uncomfortable.

PS: It's going to be on the shelves tomorrow, so I ask for everyone's support.