Chapter Forty-Six: The Jungle Eats the Strong

At this time, everyone understood what Song Wenjian's persuasion was about.

God, is this a persuasion? It's just to help Zheng Sike, Song Wenjian hugged Gao Shen and was beaten by Zheng Sike, this is two to one.

But everyone can't talk about Song Wenjian, because Song Wenjian has not moved, but came to persuade him, and loudly told Zheng Sike not to fight.

Zheng Sike didn't listen to Song Wenjian's words, so what could he do?

Mean, really not ordinary mean.

Song Wenjian saw that Gao Shen's battle was not strong, so he hurriedly let go and Gao Shen sighed despicably: "Alas, Gao Shen, if you tell me to let go, let me go, if you don't listen to me, just fight if you want to, I don't care about you." ”

If Zheng Sike didn't know what the young master meant by now, he should have been forced by the fat lady ten times eight times.

Zheng Sike rushed up again, punching and kicking Gao Shen, and hit the key point in his moves.

"Stop, don't fight." Li Rujun ran out of it and shouted angrily.

Li Rujun knows the golden mean, and his subordinates are not harmonious, which facilitates his management. Therefore, he did not blame too much, and let their masters take them back and teach them a strict lesson.

No one dared to fight anymore now, Song Hua took Zheng Sike back to teach him a lesson, and Gao Shen was also helped back to Chen Huatao's public house.

Zheng Sike's face was swollen like a pig's head, and he looked at Song Wenjian gratefully and said, "Young Master, if you hadn't helped me, I would have been ...... by Gao Shen in the morning."

"Sike, I didn't help you, I just persuaded you." Song Wenjian shook his head with a smile. "You have to practice in the future, and you won't suffer if you can't beat others."

Wu Guanhai, who came in, also said: "Yes, Sike, you have time to practice with me, so as not to be bullied by others next time." ”

Song Wenjian couldn't help but move when he heard Wu Guanhai say this. That's right, Wu Guanhai's martial arts are strong, why don't you let him teach Zheng Sike, Lao Zhuang, Liang Xing and others martial arts.

Although you can't learn much martial arts, you can also strengthen your body.

In this dynasty of the jungle, if you don't have the ability, you will be eaten by others.

"Yes, Guanhai, you can come to my house at noon to teach them a few tricks." Song Wenjian said.

In Chen Huatao's public room, Gao Shen said angrily: "Master, just now the second fool pretended to persuade me to hold me and let Zheng Sike beat me, otherwise I would have beaten Zheng Sike to call my father and mother in the morning." ”

"Do you really think Song Wenjian is a fool?" Chen Huatao said coldly.

"Today, Song Wenjian's performance is not like a fool at all, he used to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger." Ma Wei next to him nodded first. "Master, we ignored Song Wenjian before and let him take advantage of the loophole."

"Damn, I'll go and expose Song Wenjian's true face now." Gao Shen was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Chen Huatao smiled and said: "Don't expose it, let everyone think that he is a second fool, so that he can't play in Yangqing Township." If you spread the news that Song Wenjian is going to Yangqing Township to be the head of the township tomorrow, you must let some people know that they are looking for Song Wenjian to take revenge. ”

Ma Wei nodded knowingly, if Song Wenjian was killed by bandits in Yangqing Township, how could Song Hua still have the heart to go against the master?

The master's trick is really poisonous, and at first they couldn't understand why the master recommended Song Wenjian to be the head of Yangqing Township, isn't this a slap in the face of Mo Weibao?

Now they know that Song Wenjian went to Yangqing Township to be an elder and died nine times for life.

Song Wenjian's appointment as the head of Yangqing Township was quickly sent over, and Yue Chao was an adult at the age of fourteen, and he could marry and serve as an errand boy.

When no one wants to be the head of Yangqing Township now, no one questions Song Wenjian's temporary replacement.

Song Wenjian took the appointment document and returned to Song's house, and heard Xiaoqing shouting: "Miss, he's back." ”

"Xiaoqing, come here." Song Wenjian looked at this naughty maid, and actually had a ridiculous heart in his heart.

"I don't." Xiaoqing thought of the gambling contract that day, how dare she go over and let Song Wenjian be light.

Mo Xintong came out of the house and looked at Song Wenjian worriedly: "I heard that you are going to be the head of Yangqing Township?" ”

The people living here are all people from the yamen, and any big news in the yamen will come here.

"Well, I'll take office tomorrow." Song Wenjian bowed.

"Then I'll pack up with Xiaoqing now, and we'll go together tomorrow." After Mo Xintong finished speaking, he was about to turn around and enter the house.

Song Wenjian was surprised: "You want to go over?" ”

"You all went over there to be the head of the township, of course I have to follow. But then you'll have to come back and take the children's exam. Mo Xintong said.

Now that Song Wenjian is becoming more and more promising, Mo Xintong is also pleased. Although Yangqing Township Chief is not good in the countryside, it is not bad for the stupid Song Wenjian.

Song Wenjian shook his head and said, "You still stay at home, don't go down." ”

"Great." Xiaoqing heard Song Wenjian say that they should not go to the countryside, and jumped up happily.

Mo Xintong glanced at Song Wenjian, and saw that his face was firm, so he had to say, "Okay, you go down first, but be careful." ”

At noon, Wu Guanhai brought a young man to Song's house. "Young master, this is my old cousin Jian Yuping."

Song Wenjian glanced at Jian Yuping, he didn't say much, and he felt okay.

"Well, Yuping, if you do things with me, I can't treat you badly, the monthly salary is tentatively set at one or two silver." Song Wenjian thought for a while.

Wu Guanhai was taken aback, and hurriedly said to Jian Yuping: "Yuping, don't hurry up and thank the young master." "You must know that the monthly salary of the servants of their yamen is only a few hundred wen.

Song Wenjian's salary for Jian Yuping is very high.

"Young Master Xie." Jian Yuping hurriedly knelt down to thank Song Wenjian.

"Yuping, hurry up, everyone will be your own people in the future." Song Wenjian used the method of winning people's hearts in the last generation, and immediately stepped forward to help Jian Yuping up, which made Jian Yuping even more grateful.

Song Wenjian took out a tael of silver and gave it to Jian Yuping, asking him to arrange things at home and go to Yangqing Township with him early tomorrow morning.

Song Wenjian is not very worried about the affairs in the township, he has Wu Guanhai and Jian Yuping by his side, and Dai Wang will also face him, so it is not a big problem.

The problem is the matter of tax grain and Luogang bandits, alas, I don't want to, let's go to Yangqing Township tomorrow.

Before dawn, Mo Xintong asked Xiaoqing to go to the kitchen to serve hot porridge, and she checked Song Wenjian's luggage to see if anything was missing.

Song Wenjian said with a smile: "It's okay, Yangqing Township is only an hour's journey from the county seat, and when I miss you, I will come back to see you." ”

Song Wenjian knew that his body could not satisfy Mo Xintong, but he had to satisfy her psychologically, otherwise he would really go out of the wall.

"I, I don't want you to think about it." Mo Xintong didn't expect Song Wenjian to say such love words, and lowered his beautiful face with shame.

Song Wenjian's heart moved, and he stepped forward to hug Mo Xintong.

"Ah, what are you going to do?" Mo Xintong was so frightened that she wanted to run away, but Song Wenjian's hand around her made her fall heavily into his arms.

Song Wenjian felt the softness on Mo Xintong's body, and secretly scolded his body for being useless.

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PS: Let me declare that this book will definitely not be a eunuch, and I am also an old author, so I don't want to miss that person.