Three years ago, in order to better listen to the news of the rivers and lakes and the people, Zhu Biao arranged for a group of people with outstanding martial arts and clever and fine skills in the village to open inns and wine shops in various key roads and passes in Shandong to collect useful information from all walks of life.

This group of manpower was planned by Zhu Biao as an independent organization alone, called - embroidery messenger, and Zhu Biao's fiancée - Hu Sanniang was in charge.

Today's Hu Sanniang is not the woman who only knows how to dance knives and guns in the original trajectory, she has been influenced by Zhu Biao since she was a child, and she has been taught by Mr. Wen, a teacher in the village, who can be literary and martial, which is not what it used to be. The rivers and lakes gave her a resounding name, called - Female Zhuge .

Embroidered clothes!

Zhu Biao hopes to re-develop this intelligence organization that shines under Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and become an existence comparable to the bad people of the Tang Dynasty and the Imperial City Division of the Northern Song Dynasty.

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Since Lin Chong stepped into Shandong, his whereabouts have been under the supervision of the embroidered envoy, until he walked into this wine shop under Dulonggang until night.

Zhu Biao, accompanied by Lu Fang and Guo Sheng, walked quickly towards the wine shop under the post, looking at the goose feathers and heavy snow flying in the sky, Zhu Biao couldn't help but smile.

This Lin sect head really has a relationship with the snow, there is a temple of Fengxue Mountain in front of him, and there is a snow night on Liangshan Mountain.

When Zhu Biao arrived at the wine shop under the gang, under the arrangement of intentional or unintentional, in the huge wine shop, only a man in coarse linen clothes sat at the table in the corner.

There is a gold seal tattooed on his forehead, a leopard's head and eyes, and a swallow's forehead and tiger whiskers.

The man lowered his head, one hand pressed on the bladed knife at his side, and the whole figure seemed to be in the dim candlelight.

Although the wine sold in the liquor store is not as heavy as the wine in the Western Army, it is strong enough. There were already several wine jars beside the man, drinking bowl after bowl, as if he didn't feel drunk, and seemed to be bent on getting drunk.

Zhu Biao opened the heavy door curtain, the man in the corner raised his head suddenly, and quickly glanced at Zhu Biao, who had just entered the door, the light in his eyes flashed, his right hand pressed heavily on the Pu knife, and he lowered his head again to drink.

Not in a hurry to move forward, Zhu Biao stopped in front of the counter of the wine store, picked up the account book on the table and flipped through it.

There was a fine man standing at the counter, with an unremarkable appearance and an unremarkable figure, if it weren't for the occasional gleam under his eyes, such a person would never be found in the crowd.

Flea on the drum - time changes.

This character, who was seriously underestimated in the original Water Margin book, and even had a black history, was despised by the vast majority of people on Liangshan, and ranked second to last in one hundred and eight generals, now occupies a pivotal position under Zhu Biao.

In Zhu Biao's view, in the original Water Margin, in modern terms, Shi Qian is the most cost-effective person.

Whether it is the gathering of generals in Liangshan, or the fight against the Liao State in the back, and finally the pacification of Tian Hu, Wang Qing, and Fang La, Shi Qian has indelible achievements.

"How's business going?" Zhu Biao asked towards Shi Qian.

"They are all bitter people, and passers-by in the rivers and lakes, and the business is not bad, but according to the instructions of the son, they are all some loss-making transactions."

Shi Qian drooped his face slightly, and replied with a wry smile.

"It's okay, we don't make money from this." Zhu Biao smiled slightly.

"Many things are told to you now, and you may not be in vain, but in the near future, you will know that all our efforts today will blossom and bear fruit one day."

"Whoa." Shi Qian responded respectfully.

Since Zhu Biao reluctantly arrested Zhujiazhuang four years ago, and then saw Zhu Biao's series of methods, Shi Qian has only endless admiration and respect for this man who has given him a new life.

"Childe, look at the wall over there, I drank wine just now."

Zhu Biao looked at the corner of the wall where the man was, and on the white wall behind him, he was writing a five-character poem with undried ink.

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Righteousness is Lin Chong, and he is the most simple and loyal.

The rivers and lakes are famous, and the Beijing country is a hero.

The life experience is sad and floating, and the fame is turned into a canopy.

If he is young, he will be in Taishan.

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Look at the person with words, and look at the ambition with poetry.

After reading this poem on the wall, Zhu Biao shook his head slightly, and smiled meaningfully at the corner of his mouth, Lin Chong at this time was still the Lin Chong he knew before.

Zhu Biao walked in the direction of Lin Chong and shouted, "Lin Jiaotou." ”

Lin Chong's body in the corner shook violently, and suddenly became vigilant, pressing the Pu knife beside him with his right hand, looking up at the man who walked in front of him, and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter with the son?" ”

"Sect Leader Lin doesn't need to be nervous, we are not enemies."

Zhu Biao smiled slightly, sat down opposite Lin Chong by himself, and continued: "My name is Zhu Biao, and this wine shop is my family's property. ”

"I never thought it would be a Shandong hero, Taishan Jun Zhu Biao Gongzi in person." Lin Chong stood up with a swish, stepped out, and was about to bow down.

Zhu Biao also got up, held Lin Chong's arms, and said with a smile: "The rivers and lakes are just famous, Lin Jiaotou doesn't need to be like this, I came here tonight, but I have some things to ask the sect leader, and if there is any disrespect later, I hope that the sect head Haihan." ”

Lin Chong was slightly stunned, looking at the man who was always smiling in front of him, his brows were slightly furrowed, and with doubts in his heart, he sat down again under Zhu Biao's signal.

"Zhu Gongzi has a question, but he said that it is okay, Lin Chong knows everything." Lin Chong was vigilant in his heart, and said in a deep voice with a cramped face.

"Lin Jiaotou is from Cangzhou, and he wants to go to Liangshan?" Zhu Biao asked.

Lin Chong's brows tightened instantly, and after a while, his face relaxed helplessly, the other party came here tonight, obviously for a purpose, it was not strange to know his whereabouts, and replied: "Yes." ”

"Sect Leader Lin knows who Liang Shanbo is in charge of now?"

"I heard what Chai Daguan said, and the current big boss of Liangshan is a fallen talent he supported back then, called Wang Lun, a white-clothed showman."

"Then how does Sect Leader Lin know about Wang Lun and his person?"

"I don't know yet."

Zhu Biao smiled and said with a mocking face: "Although Wang Lun is the lord of a village, he has a small amount of energy, but anyone who is stronger than him is not able to go to Liangshan. With the skill of the head of the sect, there are only two ways to get to Liangshan, one is to go down the mountain with a disgraced face, and the other is to kill Wang Lun and replace him. ”

"Choose one of the two, what choice does Sect Leader Lin make?"

Lin Chong frowned, he didn't doubt the authenticity of Zhu Biao's words, with the other party's current reputation, there was no need to deceive himself.

"Do you have to choose?"

Zhu Biao smiled slightly, did not answer, and then said: "Even if Wang Lun changed his temperament, left the head of the sect, and entrusted him with heavy use, the head of the Lin sect will be willing to be a thief for the rest of his life?" ”

"Lin Chong has fallen to this, how dare he have other thoughts, and where is there any other way out."

Lin Chong sighed, as if his spirit was exhausted in this sigh, and his tiger eyes were full of tears, and he was unwilling.

"The road is in the heart of man, and the road is under his feet."

Zhu Biao's face sank, "Lin Jiaotou, my sister asked me to ask you a word on her behalf, Lin Chong, are you still a man?" ”

Lin Chong's expression changed, his face was embarrassed, and he only felt a nameless fire in his heart, which rushed straight to his head, and asked sadly: "Dare to ask who is Gongzi Sister Ling?" Why is it so humiliating to Lin Chong. ”

"My sister Zhang Zhenniang, a person from Bianliang, Tokyo, can still be recognized by Lin Jiaotou."

Zhu Biao stared at Lin Chong, his face sank like water, and replied word by word.

Lin Chong stood up suddenly, his body trembling uncontrollably, staring at Zhu Biao in front of him, like a wounded beast.

After a while, as if someone had drained all the muscles and bones of his body, he sat on the ground in a dejected manner, his eyes were empty, and he muttered a word in his mouth.

"Zhenniang... Is she okay..."

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Zhu Biao glanced at the counter, Shi Qian understood, stepped forward quickly, and helped Lin Chong up from the ground.

Outside the liquor store, the north wind howled, and the goose-feathered snow beat against the windows, making only a creak. The cold seeped into the house through the cracks between the windows.

The night became quieter and quieter.

Lin Chong's eyes were distracted, and tears of bean size flowed down, since he heard Zhang Zhenniang's three words, the breath that had been supporting the chest of this eight-foot man seemed to leak out.

The end of the hero, the liver and intestines are broken, how many times have I dreamed back at midnight, and it was the name Zhang Zhenniang that woke him up.

Zhu Biao waited quietly for Lin Chong to come back to his senses, and did not urge him, only sold a bowl of wine and handed it to the table, sighing: "Since it is so uncomfortable, why did Lin Jiaotou write that letter of resignation in the first place, only to make my sister wash her face with tears all day long, and she was in pain." ”

When Lin Chong heard this, he was even more speechless, he only felt like a boulder in his chest, and he couldn't breathe.

"Sect Leader Lin, this world is difficult, everyone lives carefully, there are not a few people like you, don't feel sorry for yourself."

Zhu Biao drank a bowl of wine, stood up and said: "My sister is now in the village, whether to go back to Zhujiazhuang with me, or go to Liangshan, Lin Jiaotou thinks about it himself, and Zhu is waiting for you to reply outside the door." ”

With that, he led Shi Qian towards the door, and when the heavy curtain closed, a biting cold wind poured into the wine shop, and the dim candle flame swayed.

In the empty liquor store, only the once famous 800,000 forbidden army leader remained, burying his head and undecided in his heart.

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