The house has four walls, a fire, and someone to serve it.

Song Xianting is also a simple residence.

As long as the cold wind doesn't tip this small building, Song Xianting will not leave.

Because although the house is small, there are many secrets that are difficult for outsiders to know, and even Du Bazhi does not know secrets.

For example, in the left front of the house, thirty steps away, there is a theater building, the story in which has always been played from a beggar to a prince, and there are too many famous characters who come out of the building. It is indispensable to arrange three plays a day, as long as Song Xianting goes to watch it, someone will make a mistake, and in the three plays, the person who made the mistake is the same, but with makeup, the audience can't notice it.

Or at the back of the house is a narrow alley, a cul-de-sac, where lives a dilapidated beggar, whose hair is loose and has a few strands that have not been washed for many years. The whole person lies like this all day long, not begging, not eating, sometimes the good Samaritan wants to give money, and the beggar also asks others to roll the copper plate into the depths of the narrow passage. No matter how you rush, you don't walk away from this narrow road that doesn't escape the heat in summer and the cold in winter, don't you say it's strange?

Another pot of boiling water was poured into the water bag.

Song Xianting hurriedly inserted his hands into the warm water bag, and only then did he relieve the cold that made him shiver.

Then, the haggard face finally became impatient.

To the messenger who had been standing in front of him.

"How's it going?"

The person who reported the news was a disciple of Mo Yutang, and he was Du Bazhi's hand, his face was extremely solemn, and he said.

"It's not good. ”

Although the owner of the Du family won a big victory, Wei Rufeng was defeated and lost, and he never hurt his life, and one of his left eyes was gouged out. After that, it was the subordinates of the owner of the Lu family, and now they have also fallen behind. ”

The messenger was worried, and the impatience on his face could not be concealed.

Song Xianting's reaction was cold.

In Song Xianting's view, no matter whether the battle of Sang Molin is won or lost, there is no way to reverse the current situation.

So Song Xianting said lightly.

"Got it. ”

Such coldness makes people desperate.

The messenger couldn't help but kneel down, kowtowing like pounding garlic, and said.

"Song Lao is an unborn talent, and Song Lao must have a method in his belly that he has not been able to use. ”

The people from the fourth room simply regarded Song Xianting as a god.

Never once has this living immortal been disappointed.

Sure enough, Song Xianting said.

"There is a way. ”

"It is enough to be in harmony with Meng Gongzi and to share the same hatred and hatred. ”

"It's just ......"

Seeing that there was a way, Song Xianting hesitated again, and the messenger hurriedly asked.

"Just what?"

Song Xianting said.

"Although it is a combination, it is just who to join with and how to cooperate, but it is not something that can be decided in a few words. ”

The messenger's pupils contracted, and he was silent for a while, really pondering Fang Cai's words.

And Fang Cai's words, no matter how you listen to them, there will be nothing wrong.

When the messenger also realized that there was no mistake, he asked again in a hurry.

"Has Old Song ever thought about it?"

Song Xianting stared at the messenger and looked at it for a long time before he said gently.

"The major event of Yu Moyutang's survival, as a party's plan, I can't sleep at night, tossing and turning, of course I have thought about it. ”

"And such a big thing, I have never been afraid of leaking, originally with your identity, I really can't talk to you. ”

"But how can you not be moved by the Dan heart of Moyutang. Since this is the case, I will tell you about the thoughts in the meantime. ”

These words made the person who reported the news tremble, and suddenly there was loyalty and madness on his face, and the corners of his eyes were dwelling, and tears were crawling. In an instant, a sense of gratitude for dedicating one's life to one's life poured into the mind of the messenger.

Song Xianting said slowly.

"Qinghualou is here with the momentum of the court, and there are masters like Xue Qi, there must be many people who are willing to be reluctant. In the heavens and on the ground, although there are many small gangs and factions, once they encounter the sweep of the Blue and White Building, they will surrender to their feet. ”

"Therefore, the enemy of Qinghualou must be us, who have always had a foundation, Yinjunfang, and Jiama Road. The three major gangs are not a few words that can be submissive. ”

The messenger could not help but reply.

"Exactly. ”

"Jianghu people, how can they not be the dogs of the court. ”

Song Xianting paused, the temperature in the room was enough to make others sweat profusely, but he didn't have to tremble anymore.

After taking a breath, Song Xianting continued.

"Not only do we have to win over, but Yinjunfang and Jiama Road will inevitably come to win over you and me. ”

"I dare to say that after all, it is a situation of tripartite cooperation. ”

In this way, it is important to be particular about who to unite with first. ”

Since the words have been said here, the messenger will inevitably be a little incomprehensible, after all, he still charges too much, and thinks too little.

The wise man and the stupid man say the last word, sometimes too much.

But Song Xianting could still say it carefully.

"No matter which two gangs are the first to form an alliance, the rest can only deal with Qinghualou alone after all. ”

"Even if there is no opponent like the Ghost Army in the Blue and White Building, just the masters who are widely recruited in the rivers and lakes, such as Xue Qi, are already embarrassing to match. ”

"After many disputes, I am afraid that it will be the end of the crossbow. ”

The messenger sweated like rain and rushed to say.

"So we're going to hurry up and form an alliance. ”

Song Xianting said in a deep voice.

"We don't just have to hurry up to form an alliance, we have to hurry up and isolate a big gang in front of the Blue and White Building. ”

"Clamping the horse road, Yinjunfang, who should be isolated in front of the blue and white building?"