Central Plains, Luoyang beggars gang rudder.

Looking at the Xixia military information that kept coming back, Qiao Feng and the others, who had already retreated to Luoyang, fell into deep thought.

"Elder Zhuang, where did you get all this military information?"

Ma Dayuan asked in disbelief.

You Tanzhi made great contributions in Yingchou Gorge that day, so when he returned to the beggar gang, he was promoted to the four elders, and he was in the limelight for a while.

"Huima Gang Master, these news were not heard by his subordinates, but Murong Gongzi of Gusu Yanziwu contacted me and passed it on to our beggar gang."

Originally, Murong Fu planned to expose his identity when he was in Yingchou Gorge and make a big reversal, so as to enhance the prestige of the rivers and lakes.

But he was too heavy, and almost beat Qiao Feng to death, if he was exposed at this time, it would be self-defeating, so he thought of this way to publicize his exploits through You Tanzhi's mouth.

The beggars naturally heard the Murong clan who "gave back to the other in the way of the other", and they were all curious about how the other party could obtain these top-secret military information.

You Tanzhi is no longer the idiot he was at the beginning, now he can speak well, and in just a few words, he praised Murong Fu as a benevolent and righteous chivalrous man who endures humiliation and burdens and serves the country and the people, plus when he used to be a beggar in Gusu, he often went to listen to people talk and sing.

Knowing where to pause and where to fly, the important points are just right, and even all kinds of subtle twists and turns are explained in great detail.

When the beggar gang heard this, they couldn't help but sigh and be convinced, full of curiosity and admiration for this Murong Gongzi who had never seen before.

Qiao Feng said: "I can't imagine that in addition to my beggar gang, there is such a benevolent and righteous person in the rivers and lakes, Elder Zhuang, I don't know how Murong Gongzi can contact you?" If there is anything that needs help, we beggars must be duty-bound! ”

Zhuang Juxian said: "Murong Gongzi is now hiding in Lingzhou City, his identity is sensitive, and he usually takes the initiative to contact his subordinates and pass on the information, and his subordinates only have a one-sided relationship with the other party. ”

"I see, with the information of Murong Gongzi, our Great Song Dynasty can finally take precautions in advance, so that we will not be caught off guard by the Western Xia."

"Elder Zhuang, now that you have made great contributions to my beggar gang, Qiao really doesn't know how to reward you, it's better to do this, the gang's stunt descends the dragon eighteen palms, and you will be awarded three moves as a reward, what do you elders think?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this, thinking that the helper's move was intended to cultivate Zhuang Juxian as the next helper!

However, thinking that Zhuang Juxian was young and promising, and had repeatedly made great contributions, he deserved Qiao Feng's attention, so they agreed.

You Tanzhi didn't expect that he was just moving his mouth, and there was actually an unexpected joy, so he immediately knelt down on one knee and saluted Qiao Feng: "My subordinates have thanked the helper!" ”

Qiao Gang Leader Lang laughed, pulled him up, and said: "Brother Zhuang, we don't have to see each other in the future, our own family can be commensurate with brothers, speaking of which, you are still Qiao's life-saving benefactor!" ”

"The helper is gracious, and his subordinates take the liberty to call Brother Qiao!"

"Good brother!"

Qiao Feng was overjoyed, shook hands with the other party, looked at each other and laughed.

At this point, Zhuang Juxian's reputation in the beggar gang is getting higher and higher, and he is almost no longer under Ma Dayuan, even in the rivers and lakes, he is also well-known, and is gradually known by fellow martial artists.

Juxianzhuang's You Shuangxiong is one of the few people who knows You Tan's identity, and they are also very relieved to learn that their son (nephew) is now so competitive, and at the same time, they are even more grateful to Murong Fu.

The only regret is that You Tanzhi's identity cannot be exposed for the time being, otherwise the two of them would have followed the light and set up dozens of tables to celebrate.

At this time, Murong Fu, who was far away in Western Xia, naturally didn't know about You Tanzhi's situation.

On this day, Murong Fu was resting, and he originally wanted to take the opportunity to rest for a day, but unexpectedly, the queen mother in the palace came to summon him to serve again.

Murong Fu scolded and scolded, and after seeing Qing'er come out of the room, he was even more unhappy.

"Wash these clothes, don't let anyone help!"

He took out his old clothes, threw them to the other party, and left the mansion.

Looking at the clothes thrown by the other party, Qing'er was so angry that she threw it to the ground and stepped on it a few times.

But when she saw someone passing by, she hurriedly picked it up and pretended that nothing had happened.

During this time, she and Murong Fu got along day and night, although the other party did not have any rudeness, but the other party would tease her every day, and help the other party warm the bed every day, like a maidservant.

Princess Yinchuan was resentful, so she often sent messages and asked Li Qiushui to be responsible for teaching the other party a lesson.

However, every time Murong Fu suffered from Li Qiushui, after coming back, he would make up for it from her, which made Princess Yinchuan feel like she was herself every time she was injured, and she couldn't help crying without tears.

Originally, before Murong Fu didn't know the identity of the other party, he just wanted to ask the other party to wash his feet and massage him every day.

When he learned that the other party was the princess of the golden branches and jade leaves, he was full of evil fun, and asked the other party to do laundry, cooking, burning a fire and warming the bed.

There is no lack of revenge on Li Qiushui.

I came to the Queen Mother's dormitory with a familiar car.

Li Qiushui is still dressed very coolly, so that Murong Fu can feast his eyes while getting his hands on and off, but this suffering is not something that ordinary people can bear.

I have to say that every time Murong Fu sees Li Qiushui, the other party will give him the most primitive impulse from his heart, even if he knows the identity and age of the other party, he still has a desire to throw the other party down regardless of everything.

It can only be said that this woman is too demonic, compared to Kang Min's romantic and foxy, Li Qiushui in front of her is almost the culmination of the word "charming", with a smile and a smile, there is no place on her body that exudes a seductive charm.

Today, Li Qiushui is dressed in red gauze and cloud brocade, which is different from the real and illusory, cloud-like hazy sense of sight a few days ago, only covering a few important parts, and the snow-white lotus arms and round long legs are exposed, giving people a charming and enchanting heartbeat feeling.

Murong Fu forcibly suppressed the evil fire surging in his abdomen, thinking that he would suffer from your sins during the day and your granddaughter at night.

He expertly picked up the other person's ankle and gently kneaded it from the bottom up.

Li Qiushui's jade body was horizontal, lying on the soft couch on his side, with a fruit plate on the side, and from time to time he would pick up a peeled grape and send it to Murong Fu's mouth.

Murong Fu, who was familiar with the current mode of getting along, was not polite, opened his mouth to swallow the grapes, and was about to spit out the seeds, but Li Qiushui stretched out his slender hand in front of him like holding a clear spring.

Murong Fu was slightly surprised, and then spit out the seed kernel onto the other party's white and tender palm.

Li Qiushui laughed, then threw it aside, took out a silk scarf and wiped it gently, and continued to feed Murong Fu.

Murong Fu endured the soft touch from his fingertips, and at the same time restrained the other party's teasing, if the other party was thirty or forty years younger, who would suffer from this?

But he thought about it, and if he was thirty or forty years younger, was this a human thing?