From the foot of the mountain, the minions carried the ten carts of grain supplies brought by Zhu Wanqing onto the stockade. Everyone has not tasted meat for more than a month, and today the whole village held a feast, and everyone drank bitterly.

Murong Xiaosui had been drinking and making mistakes before, and it was not suitable to drink because of his serious injuries, so he was very honest today, and he didn't touch the wine glass after listening to Zhu Wanqing's advice.

"Sui Manzi, this meat has been eaten, and new clothes have been put on, should you fulfill your promise and hand over the prefect to me?" After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Zhu Wanqing made a request in a timely manner.

"When did my Murong Xiaosui speak and didn't count? But right now, the prefect, I'm afraid it's ......" Murong seemed a little difficult to say when he said this.

"I'm afraid of what?" Zhu Wanqing began to get nervous.

"I'm afraid it's not complete." Seeing that Murong couldn't open his mouth, the bearded leader wiped the oil on his mouth and said it for him with a smile.

Yes!?

Murong frowned and said, "At that time, I was also angry, I was just stabbed by Zhang Xiaohu, and you ran away again, and my heart was ten thousand unhappy." That guy hasn't stopped for a moment since I caught him up the mountain, and I thought he was noisy, so I didn't hold back for a while, so I pulled his tongue down halfway. ”

What the!?

Zhu Wanqing was 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in her heart at this time, thinking that she could go to the court to recruit you, so that a group of people could eat the emperor's food in the future.

Zhu Wanqing was not angry enough to have ten holes, and depressedly poured a glass of wine into her stomach.

"But don't worry, he still has half of his tongue left, I ordered someone to see it, and he can still speak, but it's not very neat, and he will drool after a long time......" I don't know what Murong thinks, and he is still explaining vigorously at this time.

"Enough!" Zhu Wanqing slapped the table, glared at the people around her, got up and left directly.

"Boss, go after it." The bearded man said as he gnawed on a leg of mutton.

Murong trotted all the way and followed Zhu Wanqing to the pavilion on the mountain behind the village.

The terrain here is high, and the mountains and rivers around Langcheng can be seen in full view. The full moon hangs high in the middle of the month, illuminating a mountain field, and in early spring, the peach blossoms on the mountain are even more playful and lovely with the silver glow of the bright moon. When Zhu Wanqing saw this scene, most of the resentment in her heart suddenly disappeared.

Murong Xiaosui took off her mink jacket and draped it over Zhu Wanqing's shoulder.

"Qing'er, this matter is my fault, I knew that you would speak for the people of Langcheng after you returned to Beijing, and let Zhang Hanwen go to prison, I definitely wouldn't do this." Murong didn't want to hear Zhu Wanqing's explanation at all, since everything was done, it was useless to say anything now.

"Okay, let's spend less saliva, let me tell you, the nearby squires will go to the city for a banquet in three days, you do something for me, maybe you, the villager, can still keep your head to eat." Zhu Wanqing made a second request.

"Okay, you say, what's the matter?"

Zhu Wanqing told Murong the detailed process and details of the plan, and Murong laughed after hearing it: "Isn't this our old job?" No problem, guaranteed to complete the task. ”

As he spoke, Murong waved his arm, as if he was about to move in the warm-up, but the wound on his back did not heal well, and he bled again all of a sudden, and he whined in pain.

Zhu Wanqing couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him when she saw it, so she hurriedly helped him into the house, and ordered Ling'er to get the best gold sore medicine brought out from the palace.

Murong Xiaosui took off his shirt and revealed the tattoo on his back, which was a god believed in by his people.

Although the laceration wound was not large, the knife went straight into the deep chest, and it was a miracle that he was alive.

Zhu Wanqing wiped off the blood stains on him, applied medicine, and stroked the tattoo by the way and asked, "Which fairy is tattooed on your back?" ”

"My dad tattooed me when I was a child, I don't know, it doesn't matter which way it is immortal, anyway, this time it blocked a knife for me, and it doesn't have white lines." Murong Xiaosui said.

"Sui Manzi, you listen to me in the future, don't take any parts from other people's bodies at every turn, do you hear?" Zhu Wanqing put his shirt on him.

Murong shook his body, shook off his shirt, and said with a wicked smile: "Why should I listen to you?" Who are you? ”

"You!" Zhu Wanqing saw that he was starting to hang his son again, so she simply ignored him and was about to leave with the medicine.

Murong hurriedly pulled her back into his arms, "Princess, you said it too quickly just now, I didn't hear the plan clearly, you have to tell me a few more times tonight, I don't have a good memory." ”

"Let it go!" Zhu Wanqing blushed and half-pushed.

Outside the house, Ling'er waited in the cold wind for almost an hour, it was really cold, and she was about to go up and knock on the door, but the lights inside suddenly went out.

It seems that the two of them are letting go of themselves at the moment, Ling'er sighed, and had to go back by herself.

......

The next day, Zhu Wanqing went to visit the imprisoned prefect of Langcheng and Zhang Xiaohu.

Because the whole village is a big cage, the two are locked together.

This little tiger looks at nothing, but the prefect Wang Qi is miserable. His hair was scattered, he was wearing dirty clothes, he probably hadn't taken a shower for more than a month, his body smelled, and his face was dark and he couldn't see what he looked like.

"Well, how is he now?" Zhu Wanqing asked Zhang Xiaohu in a low voice.

"I don't want to speak, my head is good and bad, and when I was awake last night, I dipped it in water and wrote on the bluestone slab to communicate with me, saying that I just want to die now." Zhang Xiaohu said.

"Lord Wang, I am a messenger sent by the emperor, I have come to save you, come with me." Zhu Wanqing cautiously approached Wang Qi.

Well~!

Wang Qi made a strange sound in his mouth, curled up as if he had seen a ghost, and looked at Zhu Wanqing in horror.

"I'm afraid this person has lost his mind, so he has to delay it for ten days and half a month." Zhang Xiaohu looked at his fellow inmates with sympathy, completely forgetting his situation, maybe he would have to be unloaded a few parts in a while.

Zhu Wanqing was coaxed and deceived, and it took a long time to get Wang Qi out, and Ling'er temporarily became his nanny, taking him down to freshen up and change his clothes.

"Don't squat, Murong Xiaosui is looking for you, come with me." Zhu Wanqing said to Zhang Xiaohu.

Zhang Xiaohu knew that he couldn't escape this catastrophe after all, so he mustered up the courage to follow.

The Xiwu platform was surrounded by Hongyan Village gangs, Murong Xiaosui was sitting on the high platform, and Zhang Xiaohu was driven to the center of the Xiwu platform.

"Boy, don't you want my life? I'll give you a chance today! After saying that, Murong bounced up from his chair and reached out to grab the weapon.

Seeing this, Zhu Wanqing hurriedly stopped: "You don't want to die, be careful of the wound!" ”

"Your medicine really worked last night, I'm already good." Murong smiled evilly, and when Zhu Wanqing saw him like this, she shook him off angrily and let him go.

Murong Xiaosui came to Zhang Xiaohu with two knives and threw one to him.

"Boy, let's compare the high and low today, and make a move." Murong put on a posture of accepting the move.

Zhang Xiaohu hesitated, this Murong was seriously injured and had just recovered, even if he won, it would be dishonorable, and he had already stabbed in the back before, so he couldn't lose his chivalrous demeanor this time.

And that Murong is very insidious, deliberately starving himself for two days, and now that he is really fighting, he may not be able to take advantage, and if he loses again, he will not be ashamed.

Zhang Xiaohu simply threw the knife away and said: "I have avenged the revenge of the king butcher, it is the will of God that you do not die, I think that my skills are not as good as others, and if you want to kill, you will be killed." ”

"Yo, is this the apprentice of the three-foot real person? Gave up before you even fought? The audience began to heckle.

Murong raised his hand to signal everyone to stop sneering, "It's a good thing to be self-aware, but even if you say so, I still can't just let you go, I heard that you chopped off a finger in order to show loyalty to the princess before." ”

"You are also a man at this point, but I almost died after I stabbed you for no reason, I am afraid this cannot be solved with one finger." Murong said that you have to at least remove an arm or thigh or something.

"You killed the king's butcher's family, and I returned you a knife, which is reasonable, where did you come from for nothing?" Zhang Xiaohu couldn't help but be a little scared when he thought that he was going to become a one-armed cripple at a young age.

"Which eye did you see me killing the king and the butcher? I did squat in the corner of his house that day, just to steal two pieces of meat to satisfy their hunger while they were unprepared. Who would have thought that the girl was stealing a man behind his back, and the pork king came back and happened to bump into him, and killed the woman in a fit of rage, and he also suspected that his two children did not look like they were someone else's species, so he simply killed them together. Half an hour later, he regretted it again, and fell headlong on the edge of the well. Then I went in and drained out his money, which had nothing to do with me. ”

Murong told everything that happened at that time in one go, and it sounded reasonable.

"Then why didn't you say it at the time, and how do you prove that what you said is the truth?" Zhang Xiaohu asked.

"If I really want to rob money, I can knock people out with a slap on the back, why scrape dozens of knives on that girl's body, that is obviously someone who has a deep hatred for her will do this. Besides, do you know who the girl stole is? There was mystery in Murong's eyes, meaning that Zhang Xiaohu would never have been imagined.

"No, no, it can't be a master, right?" Zhang Xiaohu spouted.

"Fart! What's going on in your head? When Murong heard this, he almost didn't make Xiaohu angry, and slammed Xiaohu's skull with the back of the knife.

"That lady steals the man and steals it is the big pilgrim Li Yuanwai in our view, our master can count on others for a year's livelihood, do you dare to give him out?" Murong snorted when he said that, he was obviously a victim, but he was stabbed in vain as a murderer.

Zhang Xiaohu pondered for a moment, picked up the knife on the ground, and raised the knife to cut off his arm.

Seeing this, Murong didn't stop him, but Zhu Wanqing and Ling'er were so frightened that they shouted: "Don't, Xiaohu!" ”