The housekeeper removed all the servants and maids who served in the backyard.

Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng were familiar with the road and entered the side hall.

The eldest prince, Su Jieyu, was dressed in a fox fur, holding the kettle with his hands cocked with orchid fingers, yawned elegantly, and motioned for the two to sit down: "How are things going?"

Zhuo Buqun and Mu Chengfeng looked at each other, and then said, "I found some eyebrows." ”

Su Xie Yu had a dark smile on his face, and his sleepiness disappeared in an instant: "Let's hear it." ”

Zhuo Buqun, the son of the squire of the military department, said: "There is a village in the nameless mountain twenty miles south of the city, called Qingfeng Village, which is a place where scum gathers in the rivers and lakes. Liu Xuance, the owner of the village, is a middle-aged scholar with a somewhat principled style of action, and he has never touched the bottom line of the imperial court, so he survived. ”

Su Xie frowned: "Talk about the point." ”

Zhuo Buqun, who was interrupted, paused, and said: "In the past month, the Nine Emperor Princes have gone to Qingfeng Village every three or five times. ”

Su Xie raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Zhuo Buqun said: "His purpose is very simple, only to compete with the down-and-out people in the village, lose money and lose money, saying that it is to accumulate practical experience." ”

Su Xie sneered: "The dignified prince of Su Tang, actually comparing himself with those vulgar people, it is really a unique idea!"

Zhuo Buqun said with a smile: "Over time, the Nine Emperor Princes are no longer as vigilant as they were before against those thieves in Qingfeng Village, and they have a few times they have a very happy conversation with Liu Xuance, the owner of the village. ”

Su Xie said: "It seems that they are very speculative, and they hate to meet late. ”

Zhuo Buqun said: "Yes. ”

Su Xie Yu looked at Mu Chengfeng again and asked, "What about you?"

Mu Chengfeng said: "It is not difficult to find two good men with a case record from the rivers and lakes, and I have sent them to Qingfeng Village." ”

Su Xie picked up the teacup and stared at the water in the cup with his eyes: "Can you be trusted?"

Mu Chengfeng said: "Your Highness, don't worry, there will be no problem." ”

Su Xie took a sip of tea and wiped his lips with a towel very carefully. Then wrapped in fox fur, he got up and walked towards the side hall door, and paused slightly when he walked to the door: "Remember, only success is allowed, and no failure is allowed, and no handle can be left." ”

......

The snow in the nameless mountain twenty miles south of Tiandu City naturally can't be expected to be cleaned up by the group of gangsters in Qingfeng Village, and the only possibility of melting snow is the sky and the sun.

In the depths of winter, the sky is often overcast, and the wind in the mountains is as cold as a knife. Therefore, even if the snow clears for a few days, the mountains that few people care about are still blank.

A man in white with a folding fan in his hand carrying two pots of fine rice flower fragrant wine, greeted the brothers who were keeping vigil in front of Qingfeng Village warmly, and walked in.

The man in white is named Luo Lang, and he is quite famous in the ranks of picking flowers in Sutang Jianghu.

Hu San, who had fought with Su Hanshan, was also a flower thief, and compared with this Luolang, it was the distance between fireflies and moonlight.

Hu San picks flowers and does everything he can, while Luo Lang is different, with his handsome face and a bit of literary talent hidden in his belly, a poem and a fan, walking the rivers and lakes is regarded as owing a lot of romantic debts.

It is said on the rivers and lakes that wherever Luo Lang passes, wild bees and butterflies are rushing to his face. The so-called white moon sleeve shadow has no intention of being full of evil. The flowers he picked were all taken the initiative to give them away.

What can he do?

He was also helpless!

Therefore, Luo Lang, who had just entered Qingfeng Village, was very enthusiastic, but was regarded as a model by all the brothers. As Hu San said, the flower thief should be the originator when he achieves this realm!

......

After Luo Lang entered the stockade, he walked straight towards a mound in the back mountain.

The mound flickered with flames, and about a dozen people gathered around the campfire.

"Brothers, we are returning empty-handed today! It's the third time, and if we continue like this, we will starve to death before the imperial court sends troops to encircle and suppress us!"

"I don't know what the owner of the village has been thinking all day! In addition to setting up those rules and regulations, when did he care about the life and death of the brothers?"

In my opinion, don't be such a big boss, just go to the show!"

"Brother Hu is right, the position of this big boss is still the most suitable for Second Brother Zhao. ”

"How about we take the second leader in the future?"

"Agree ......"

"Yes. ”

Zhao Hanting, the second leader by the bonfire, did not speak.

He stared at the leaping flames, stunned.

Luo Lang, who had excellent hearing, collected everyone's indignation, and looked at the brothers who obviously questioned and rebelled against the big boss Liu Xuance from a distance, and chuckled in his heart.

Thinking about the sowing of discord in the past few days, it seems that it has finally paid off.

Luo Lang approached and deliberately brought up the topic again: "How have the brothers gained today?"

When everyone around the mound bonfire saw that it was Luo Lang, who had not been in the village for a long time, no one answered, and they were silent.

Luo Lang sat next to Zhao Hanting, the second master, uncovered the mud of the rice flower wine, and poured a full bowl for Zhao Hanting: "Look at the looks of the brothers, could it be that they have returned again?"

The crowd remained silent.

Luo Lang was indomitable and said: "This big boss is really a big boss! I just keep the rules and precepts, and there is no reason to ask all the brothers to join him in coarse tea and light rice without getting meaty." After all, this is Qingfeng Village, and the mountain bandits who don't rob their homes are still called mountain bandits?"

Luo Lang poured wine for the brothers next to him one after another.

He picked up the bowl and saluted Zhao Hanting, the second master: "The second master values love and righteousness, and find time to say a favor to the brothers." It's really not good, you can make a deal with your brother in private. If you want to come to the big boss, you will be scolded at most, and it won't really embarrass you. ”

Luo Lang's step-by-step guidance finally opened everyone's mouths.

A brother drank all the wine in the bowl and said with a cruel face: "If we want to last a long time, let's just stop doing it......!

Everyone agreed.

Luo Lang also said: "If the brothers don't dislike it, Luo is also willing to advance and retreat with the brothers." ”

Zhao Hanting, whose eyes were always locked on the flickering fireworks, suddenly retracted his gaze, he still didn't speak, just silently drank the wine in the bowl.

......

Feng Songhan was extremely shameful about Luo Lang's despicable methods.

Even though the two of them infiltrated Qingfeng Village with the same purpose, he still looked down on that companion because of his pretentiousness.

In his opinion, since he knows that the target person goes up the mountain every once in a while to challenge, why bother with such scheming? Wouldn't it be easy to find an opportunity to fight with him, and then chop it with a knife?

Provoking the civil strife in Qingfeng Village will inevitably lead to side effects, and when the matter is out of control, how will he explain it? He didn't want to bother with it, but in the end it was himself who died.

Feng Songhan leaned against the sentry tower, looking at his beloved Qiutang knife.

......

The tenth night after Luo Lang and Feng Songhan mixed into Qingfeng Village.

There were no stars in the sky, and it was gloomy.

After getting rid of the entanglement between Huang Xiang'er and Su Nuannuan, Su Hanshan and Li Tianxia once again wore night clothes and walked out of the city and walked towards Qingfeng Village, which was twenty miles south of the city.

For some reason, Li Tianxia, the crown prince of the Southern Dynasty, always felt faintly uneasy during this trip.

Xu was not by Huangmei's predecessor because he was not around, and the two of them entered the tiger's den alone, and they lost a little sense of security.