But when the aunt and monk were about to break out, they suddenly heard a very magnetic voice coming from afar: "Alas...... It's really you!" As the voice fell, a brocade-clothed merchant popped out of nowhere, carrying a backpack, trotted all the way to the wine house, and said with a smile to the golden soldier:

"My lord, we brothers haven't seen each other for many years, and we met here to drink and catch up. No, the little one was late for a while, which annoyed the brothers, and they were uncontrollable for a while, and they all came at me. Poor adults, you adults don't care about villains, I hope you forgive me!"

The soldier snorted and said, "Your brothers have bought all the wine, and they obviously don't give face to the soldier!"

When the monk heard the word "soldier", the anger in his heart soared again, and he pressed the true qi of his whole body into the palm of his left hand, and he was about to make a move! Unexpectedly, the internal force suddenly disappeared without a trace, and when he was about to lift his breath again, he found that his left palm had been grasped by the brocade merchant in his hand, and he couldn't help but tremble. It was like a reunion of old friends. The brocade-clothed merchant smiled bitterly and sighed, and said, "Big brother, it's really a brother if you're late, isn't it! Wait for me to explain to Lord Cha, and I will punish you heavily!"

Confucian folded the fan with his right hand, and the merchant was about to reach out and press it, but when he saw Confucian raised his left hand slightly, he said, "Second brother, you have to be severely punished...... Hahahaha!"

The Dao Gu on the side was about to stand up, but unexpectedly, her calf was numb, and her whole leg was burning with spasm and pain, where could she stand up. The face of the clothier also changed, and then he drank to himself, and the gray cloth bag on his back still did not untie it.

The brocade-clothed merchant was still laughing, picked up a bowl full of wine on the table and handed it to the soldier, picked up a bowl himself, only took a sip, frowned, and spit on the ground: "What kind of broken wine is this!

At this time, the faces of the people who were just about to do it were extremely ugly, but they could only hold back their anger. Confucian still didn't react much. It was a trivial matter that was insulted as a singing opera, but what stinged his nerves a little was the Jin Bing's wanton humiliation of the women of the Great Song Dynasty! When the Jin soldier violated the young woman, a fine light unconsciously shot out of his eyes, but fortunately he hid it in time.

The soldier was also stunned, and the merchant looked suddenly enlightened, took out three wine bags from his backpack, handed them over respectfully, and said, "The farmer's own wine, you can taste it." Delicious enough! Energetic! I am not afraid of cold when I drink it during the day...... Drink with a lady at night...... Ha...... You can't stop!"

The two of them spoke in secret, and the lewd eyes collided in the smell of wine, causing the Dao Gu on the side to turn pale. At this time, the soldiers were already much more polite, took the wine bag and glanced at the others, and walked away on their toes.

The blood veins of Daogu's right foot gradually unblocked, at this time, looking at the wine in front of her, she didn't drink it, she didn't drink it, and everyone's faces were not good-looking, only the pangolin, because she stayed up late and was sleepy, she fell asleep at this time, and she didn't know what was going on. And the brocade-clothed merchant frequently toasted to everyone, and punished himself for more than a dozen glasses, seeing that no one cared about it, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of Bulian on the side of the road, and suddenly realized "oh", picked up the wine vat and trotted over......

I saw him use his sleeve robe to probe in the wine vat, and then he rose into the air, and wrote down on the last empty couplet one by one: "To start from the beginning, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and face the sky", neat block letters, without the slightest element of show-off, when writing the last word, suddenly "ouch", fell sharply from a height, landed on the ground, and sat on the ground with a snort.

Everyone was stunned when they saw this, and then shook their heads and smiled bitterly. I know in my heart: the brocade merchant just stopped everyone from making a move, and whispered to Jin Bing, which made everyone's faces unbearable.

The sleeping pangolin was awakened by this call, only to see that there was an additional merchant in brocade clothes at some point, and he actually fell down when he wrote the inscription, and he laughed "haha" without thinking about it.

The brocade-clothed merchant touched his ass and returned to the table, shook his head and smiled bitterly: "No, no, no...... It's better to be a year than a year!"

Everyone's faces gradually improved...... The clothed guest gave a toast to the brocade-clothed merchant and said, "Mr. Situ, although you have to be cautious. But when did a few of us fall into the field where we had to see the face of a little golden soldier?"

Mr. Situ's expression froze, and he raised his hand to signal the clothed guest to be quiet. Then he called the young woman's shopkeeper, asked her for a few large bowls, and took out two ingots of silver, saying that she had bought the remaining vegetables and meat in the wine house, and asked her to go back to the house to rest. It wasn't until the young woman's shopkeeper entered the house and closed the door that Mr. Situ said earnestly: "As the saying goes, 'if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan'! I have found out where my captured concubines are being held, and the soldier is the fire foreman who is in charge of the food and drink of the guards......

When everyone heard this, they remembered the scene of the arrogant and domineering Jin soldiers wantonly violating the women of our court, and the anger in their hearts was burning again......

Mr. Situ continued: "I gave him three bags of medicinal wine, and he will share the drink with the guards and brothers. The wine is not poisoned wine, but made of traditional Chinese medicine, and there is no discomfort when drinking it on weekdays, but once you have intercourse, you will bleed to death within an hour. I also found out that they came to the Huanyi Courtyard with unified arrangements, and at the latest, when the Nangong Brotherhood took away the nearby garrisons, I waited for the opportunity to sneak in, and when the guards bled to death, I rescued the concubines. ”

The Nangong brother in Situ's mouth is Nangong Chuxiong, a Song general who led an army of 100,000 to surrender to the Jin State during the Jingkang Revolution. His apostasy was scolded by countless people, so that his wife and children were incognito and did not dare to see each other; only a few of them knew that Nangong was burdened with humiliation and entered the Jin Kingdom to act as a meticulous worker, and over the years he stole countless confidential secret reports, and this time the savior of the Five Kingdoms City was naturally indispensable for his help.

Dao Gu was closing his eyes to recuperate, and when he heard Mr. Situ's deployment, he thought that it was really inappropriate to be angry, so he took the initiative to return a cup.

"That's a good plan!" the pangolin stood up excitedly, then realized that it was shorter than sitting, and sat back in the chair.

"The guy who drills the crotch of his pants! knows a fart!" the monk said disdainfully, and then he put the whistle stick on the ground beside him, and the whistle stick was actually fixed in the stone: "I don't understand what kind of strategy the Sprinkler family has, what do you need to do with the Sprinkler family, Mr. Situ commanded!"

Mr. Situ filled everyone with wine one by one, raised his glass and said, "The emperor is going to ask you!" Everyone was firm.

After clinking bowls and drinking, Mr. Situ took out a roll of sheepskin drawings from his bag, spread it on the table and pointed: "Ten miles along this road, you will see a towering wall, that is where the emperor is imprisoned, I have already investigated last night, and drew this prison structure map!"

Mr. Situ said, took out a few small pebbles from his backpack, put them aside, and said, "Tonight, you soldiers are divided into five ways...... Here are a few small pebbles, which represent the six of you: a circle represents a master, a triangle represents a master, a black represents a scholar, and a square represents Lao Duan......

"Wait a minute! where am I?!" the pangolin's eyes widened, searching for pebbles that represented him next to the drawings...... Finally found a green bean.

"Dead Situ! the mud horse! I picked the biggest one, and give me a mung bean?!"

Everyone looked at the pangolin with five short statures, and they couldn't help laughing.

Mr. Situ comforted: "The pangolin brothers are responsible for digging tunnels and sneaking in. In order to facilitate the route description, let's talk about a 'god bean' as a sign, and I hope my brother understands!"

The pangolin looked reluctant, and muttered softly: "It's still a 'god bean'! Fuck your uncle!

Mr. Situ smiled faintly and continued to arrange the task: "Master Zhiguan, you are rampant in the world with a thousand hands, can you be sure to get out in the face of the siege of the golden soldiers?"

Monk Zhiguan patted his chest and said, "Hmph! There are more than a hundred and ten golden dogs, and the Sprinkle family is not in his eyes!"

Mr. Situ bowed slightly: "Okay! Tonight, the master will pack up the golden soldiers!" and then instructed Confucius: "Brother scholar, you blend into the enemy camp in advance, and when Master Zhiguan and the golden soldiers provoke a fight, you will take advantage of the chaos to sprinkle fire oil near the prison door, waiting for the opportunity to ignite!"

Then, Mr. Situ's eyes fell on Daogu. I saw her sitting upright, and I don't know when she had a pitch-black robe in her hand, and a pink-white jade in her other hand, carefully wiping it on the robe. I saw that there was a blue mark on the back of the robe, and the word "Xuanhuo" was faintly revealed, and it was the treasure of martial arts "Xuanhuo Clothes"!

Mr. Situ said with a straight face: "Master, the fire at the prison door has no hindrance to you. Especially if you have done a light job, you can enter and exit the sea of fire safely. On the other hand, the emperor has been imprisoned for a long time, his body is weak, and he is afraid that he will accidentally get burned on fire. After thinking about it, the responsibility of saving people and breaking through is only entrusted to you...... Then you enter the emperor's detention through the tunnel dug by the pangolin. ”

Dao Gu agreed.

"Old Duan, you are responsible for answering. ”

The clothed guest, known as Lao Duan, immediately asked, "Does Mr. Situ have any inspection of the location of the watchtower?"

Mr. Situ groaned for a moment, then understood, and groped in his backpack for a while: "This is the uniform of the golden soldiers." As he spoke, he handed over a set of khaki uniforms, a long fur hat, and a pair of high boots. "The west watchtower has the best view, except for the low-legged granary in the corner, the rest of the place is clear at a glance. “

After hearing this, Lao Duan began to think about how to secretly put down the golden soldiers on the tower sentry......

Finally, Mr. Situ agreed with everyone on the rescue signal and time. Everyone clinked glasses together, drank all the bowls, and then went their separate ways......