When he was at a loss, he suddenly heard a hearty laugh from downstairs, and a black-faced fat man went up to the second floor under the beckoning of the shopkeeper. The black-faced fat man was more than 200 catties, which was wider than Zhao Hengshan. He has deep eye sockets, high cheekbones, shaved head and braided hair, and looks like an authentic Jurchen. Interestingly, he wore a moon-white shirt, a scribe's scarf, a jade pendant tied to a purple gold jade belt, and an ivory folding fan. Walking with his head shaken and looking forward to it, he looks like a merry genius.

Luo Tianchu and the others were all shocked by his 'demeanor' and were stunned. The black-faced fat man took out the folding fan from between his belt, shook it away, and passed by Luo Tianchu's table with a smile and a smile. The four of them were about to laugh, when they suddenly saw eight golden soldiers flash out at the top of the stairs, silently following the black-faced fat man, who was actually his personal guard. It seems that the black-faced fat man must be some important person, otherwise he would not need eight golden soldiers to protect him. The shopkeeper said with a smile: "Uncle Wanyan wants to eat something, and the villain is ready to go." ”

The black-faced fat man glanced at him meaningfully and said, "What 'Uncle Wanyan', it sounds like a rough soldier, do you think I look like it." The hotel shopkeeper flattered and said: "Where is it, you are polite, at first glance, you are a prince who is full of poetry and books, how about the villain call you to finish your face in the future?" The black-faced fat man showed a smile in his eyes and said with a smile: "Xianggong and Gongzi can be called, you can call it as you like." The shopkeeper observed his words and saw that he preferred the title of 'son', and hurriedly changed his words: "It is still Wanyan Gongzi who is more worthy of your graceful demeanor." The black-faced fat man smiled proudly: "Count you transparent, take the reward." Saying that, he threw out twenty big bucks, and the shopkeeper thanked him a thousand times. The black-faced fat man said: "Give Ben Gongzi a table of first-class vegetarian seats, and then a ten-year flower carving." The shopkeeper hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, Childe wait a minute." ”

Needless to say, the black-faced fat man sat there shaking his head and chanting words, like a student in a private school, his expression was completely intoxicated. Yue Yun lowered his voice and said, "Maybe he really has some talents, people can't be good-looking." The other guests also cast curious glances at the black-faced fat man, and wanted to snicker, but when they saw his eight personal soldiers, they quickly lowered their heads. When the black-faced fat man saw so many people looking at him, he had to get up again, and instructed Xiao Er: "Take pen and ink! This son is full of inspiration and wants to compose poems!" Xiao Er dared not to obey, and quickly took the pen and ink, and said: "Don't you use paper to compose poems?" The black-faced fat man pointed to the snow-white wall behind him, and said: "Writers usually write poems on the wall in restaurants, first, to show our talent for improvisation, and second, to pass on to future generations, and leave a work for future generations to appreciate, are you right?" The corners of Xiao Er's mouth twitched twice, and he said busily: " Yes, yes, what Wanyan Gongzi said is so right, the small shop can get you a poem, but it is full of brilliance. The black-faced fat man smiled, dipped his pen in ink in the inkstone, stood up, and waved in the face of the innocent white wall.

At that moment, Luo Tianchu really thought that he was a bohemian literati and ink writer who had read poetry and books, but when he finished the first sentence on the wall, his expectations were shattered. The poem barely counted the last 'Seven Uniques', which read: "I have called Yan Sa to drink, I have always been able to write and martial arts, long-term Wolong Mountain Gang chanting, and the moon is ignorant of the qin." Jiang Feiyan was about to vomit after reading it, although the black-faced fat man wanted to write the font in a free and smooth manner, but a clear-eyed person was a beginner at a glance, and he was still at the level of the post.

The shopkeeper showed a false smile and said, "Childe's writing is so good, the villain's admiration is on the ground." The black-faced fat man showed an unfathomable smile, threw the pen on the ground, sat down and took a sip of tea, and closed his eyes to recuperate. Yue Yun said in a low voice: "It turns out that he is Wanyan Sali, a famous general in the Jin Kingdom, not to be underestimated, I also saw him for the first time, I didn't expect it...... So special. Jiang Feiyan said: "The Jurchens were originally a barbarian people who drank blood, although they conquered the land of the Great Song Dynasty, but at the same time they were also conquered by the splendid culture of our dynasty. ”

Yue Yun stared at the gold-inlaid jade token on Wan Yan Sali's waist, and saw the words 'Passage Order' written on it, his eyes lit up, and said: "Do you see the token on his waist, with it, you can make Jin Bing open the gate of Shizhai, Jin Bing recognizes the card and does not recognize people, and with it, it can be unimpeded." Luo Tianchu's expression moved, and he said: "After we get the token, we can let the Jin soldiers open the gate of the village after our army enters the city, and it will be much more convenient to grab grain at that time." Jiang Feiyan said: "But how can we get the token, we can't grab it in broad daylight." Zhao Hengshan snorted and said: "Why can't you rob hard, find a secluded place to end him up, and hand it over to the Sprinkle family." Jiang Feiyan said angrily: "If you want to kill tens of thousands of of us, just do it." ”

Luo Tianchu glanced at the pretentious Wan Yan and said, "I'm afraid that Brother Jiang is going back to his old job, and only your skillful hands can get the token." Jiang Feiyan said: "No problem, but there are golden soldiers guarding him by his side, so it's not easy to start." Yue Yun said: "You see that he eats wine and tea, and he will go to the thatched house soon, and his subordinates will never accompany him, so it is best to start at that time." Jiang Feiyan said: "That token is an important thing, if he finds it, he will be shocked, but it will startle the snake." Luo Tianchu smiled: "We had to clean our hands and feet, he thought it was drunk and lost somewhere." The loss of the token is not a small culpability, and he will not report it until it is absolutely necessary. Everyone nodded in agreement. Luo Tianchu said again: "Please ask Brother Yue to hire a carriage, and after we succeed, we will leave in the carriage, otherwise it will be too conspicuous to walk on the street." Yue Yun said "yes" and went downstairs to hire a car. Jiang Feiyan said: "I see that he has almost eaten enough, so I will go downstairs and wait for him first." ”

Sure enough, after a while, Wan Yan Sali stretched out on his seat, rubbed his ball-like belly, and went downstairs alone after explaining a few words to Jin Bing behind him. Luo Tianchu said in a low voice: "He went to the toilet, let's wait for Brother Jiang in the car." After he put the wine money on the table, he and Zhao Hengshan walked out of the hotel, and saw Yue Yun driving a carriage to stop at the door, and the two of them got into the car directly. After a cup of tea, Zhao Hengshan said anxiously: "I don't know if Brother Jiang has succeeded, so I will go in and take a look." Luo Tianchu grabbed him and said, "Don't worry, if there is an accident, it will never be so quiet, wait." As he was talking, he saw Jiang Feiyan hurriedly walking out of the restaurant, getting straight into the carriage, and urging, "Hurry up." Yue Yun waved his horsewhip and drove the car forward. Zhao Hengshan asked, "How is it? The token was made of pure copper, carved with a tiger head with a bloody mouth, and a Jurchen character engraved between the tiger's teeth, which Yue Yun explained was the word 'Ling'. The four of them were overjoyed and asked what they had done, it turned out that after Yan Sali drank pot-bellied poop, he actually went to the toilet to relieve himself, Jiang Feiyan waited until he came out, and then he used his magic hand to take off the token on his waist when he passed by. Wan Yan Sa was already a little drunk, and his skillful skills were ingenious, so he didn't notice it at all, and continued to go upstairs to eat.