After laughing, Ximen Qing said, "Now, there is still some time before noon. During this period, Lu Fang, Guo Sheng and I will arrange some of the treasures in the Cai Mansion. Brother Jiang quickly took the time to click on the treasure house and make a rough list. Don't be cheated by the Cai family at that time. If you send a box of less, where can we go to make sense?"

When Jiang Jing saw Ximen Qing talking and walking out with Lu Fang and Guo Sheng, he joking behind him, "Brother Siquan, aren't you afraid that I will be fed by myself?"

Ximen Qing didn't look back and just waved his hand: "I can trust the brothers in Huangmen Mountain!"

Ximen Qing and his group left, and Jiang Jing was the only one left in the quiet treasure house. The torches on the wall stretched and shone, and Jiang Jing's face was illuminated by the darkness. After a long time, Jiang Jing slowly raised his hand and clasped his fists deeply: "The heaven is above! From now on, Jiang Jing is willing to die for Brother Siquan!"

Originally, Ximen Qing was thinking of the four heroes of Huangmenshan who put their heads on their belts and accompanying their Liangshan brothers Jiangzhou, in any era when the world is as thin as gauze, this kind of loyalty is rare. Even if Jiang Jing takes away some of the treasures, it was also earned back by the four heroes of Huangmenshan with their lives and courage. If there is no master, the people will be able to take care of the things they see. Therefore, Ximen Qing never thought of holding all the treasures into his arms like an old hen protecting his chicks. At this point, he was very generous.

Who knew that he accidentally inserted his willows, but he accidentally conquered the loyalty of the divine chasing son, which was completely beyond Ximen Qing's control.

Now Ximen Qing is trying to control the Cai Mansion in his control. When he transfers all the people and ambush them, he can't help but float to the court: "It's coming at noon three, and I don't know how the brothers are preparing?"

At this time, at the intersection of Cao Cross of Jiangzhou City, soldiers and the prisoner in prison each held guns and rods, surrounding Song Jiang and Dai Zong in the center. Song Jiang faced south and north, Dai Zong faced north and south, and a red-clothed executioner stood on both sides, holding a ghost-headed knife with a flashing cold light, with a sharp blade and a murderous aura.

Looking at Song Jiang at this time, there was no usual coolness. He was timid in front of the Soul-Stationing Stump, as if a bowl of long rest that he had just eaten. The eternal farewell wine was in his stomach, and his soul was flying, his eyes were as if he was intoxicated. However, Dai Zong was still calm, and he turned his eyes around, and finally fell on Song Jiang who was at a loss, he shook his head helplessly and could only sigh and smile bitterly.

In order to prevent the spreading nursery rhymes, the prefect Cai Jiu was afraid that there were not many ordinary people to see, so he let go of martial law around the court. He saw the people of Jiangzhou, some snake-begging food, carts and merchandise-traveling, and those who sell goods, and those who sell guns and sticks and medicines crowded in a mess, covering the court with their shoulders and backs, which made the court uninterrupted, with more than one or two thousand people? The prefect Cai Jiu looked at it and felt very happy. He held his beard and smiled at Huang Wenbing, who was serving the marquis, and said, "Is it because of this momentum that the court can see the great achievements of the magistrate?"

Huang Wenbing smiled and said, "The adults are in Jiangzhou, just like the hanging Qin mirror, what evil spirits can't be seen? Even if these clowns do not have the efforts of their students, they will have already determined their understanding with their wise eyes. Instead, the students are extravagant and robbed their contributions. They are afraid! Fear!"

After hearing this, the prefect Cai Jiu nodded slightly and said, "The magistrate does not have to be too humble. Although this mansion is smart, it must also have ears, eyes, hands and feet to show the power of wind and thunder and use thunder means. And the magistrate you are the ones that I, Cai Dezhang! Hahahaha..."

Hearing the prefect Cai Jiu smiled proudly, Huang Wenbing suppressed the joy in his heart and said respectfully: "God is above! From now on, Huang Wenbing is willing to die for the prefect!"

Although he spoke of gratitude, when he lowered his head, a deep disdain appeared in Huang Wenbing's eyes. He was not only a man from the world, but also a minor official like Huang Wenbing, who was a rampant in the public affairs.

But when the scholar who had good things was there, he heard the criminal's copywriting on the reed mat, loudly chanting the copywriting of the criminal's card posted on the reed mat: "The prisoner of Jiangzhou Prefecture is Song Jiang, so he recited a rebellion and made a false statement. He joined forces with the powerful enemy in Liangshanbo, and rebelled together, and was killed. The prisoner was Dai Zong, who secretly handed a private letter with Song Jiang, colluded with the powerful enemy in Liangshanbo, and conspired to rebel, and was killed. The prisoner was executed by Cai, the governor of Jiangzhou Prefecture."

The sound of the scholar reciting was like a death knives, which made Song Jiang even more depressed and depressed. Huang Wenbing looked at him from afar and sneered in his heart: "I have listened to his name more often, but I didn't expect that it was just this courage - you also want to 'blood stain the mouth of Xunyang River'? You are also worthy of 'dare to laugh at Huang Chao's unhappy husband'? Hehe! Even if there are no heroes at the time, there is no reason to make you famous! Since you are restless, you will borrow your head on your neck and lay my path in the officialdom. In the future, when I, Huang Wenbing, can really dominate the country and do some good deeds for the people, I will not forget to burn a pillar of requiem for you and this Dean Dai on the day of the Zhongyuan period."

I was secretly praying in my heart, but I saw the crowd parting, and ran into a newspaper and reported loudly: "Three o'clock in the afternoon!"

The prefect Cai Jiu, the chief of the prison, said with great authority: "Cut it and report it!" After hearing the command of the prefect, Song Jiang and the men around Dai Zong came to shackle them, grabbed the hair that had been brushed with glue, pulled them over the soul-determining stake, stretched their neck bones, and waited for the knife to be cut. The two red-clothed executioners each drank a bowl of courageous wine, pulled the ghost-headed knife with a thick back and thin blade in their hands, and slanted to their shoulders. Inhaling deeply in one breath, it seemed to have drained the noise around them. Thousands of people around suddenly became quiet and silent.

At this moment when it seemed like the chaos had not yet been destroyed, from the prefect of Cai Jiu, from the officials like Huang Wenbing, to the common people, they all focused their eyes on the two magic swords that reflected the sun. As long as these two ghost-headed swords fell and the red light burst out, today's grand event would be perfect.

It was a while since the two ghost-headed swords in red clothes were about to be lifted, but they heard the crowd, "I can do it!" Suddenly, there was a gong sound!

At this crossroads where everything is silent, this loud gong sound seemed to be heard from the silent place. The thrilling part was really shocking! When Cai Jiu Prefect, Huang Wenbing and others trembled their hearts and looked at the source of the gong, they saw a man like an iron tower, standing high on a Jiangzhou car. The tiger's beard was lifted upside down and the iron wire was lifted up, and the eyes were wide open. When they saw the eyes flying from all directions, they gathered Dantian qi and shouted: "The heroes of Liangshanpo are here! The irrelevant people and others dodged with me!"

The words were still in my ears, and a big black man in the air flew straight down from the teahouse at Cross Street. He opened his bow from the two big axes in his hand, and had already split the two red-clothed executioners into four pieces. The blood organs were covered with his naked body, as if he had put on a red lotus battle robe for him.

The beast-like man roared to the sky, taking the opportunity to blow away the bright red droplets splashed on his lips and eyebrows, and roared, and the ground was like thunder: "The black whirlwind Li Kui is here, who dares to hurt my brother?" After saying the fourteen words, the two axes rolled up a bunch of red mist. In the depths of the red mist, piles of human heads and limbs were thrown out in a row. Those who were blocking the way, who dared to snatch his head and horses were broken.

Chao Gai roared, frightening the onlookers as if he had been immobilized. Where did he move? After hearing Li Kui roar, everyone around came back to their souls and shouted in unison, and suddenly, birds and beasts scattered around.

Seeing that the situation was not good, some archers with ease were going to bend their bows and arrows. As soon as they reached the quiver, a cold arrow that had been waiting for a long time flew in the lightning, and the ones in the middle were dead. The soldiers were at a loss, and more than a hundred men in the crowd were flowing upstream, dancing with a knife in their hands, holding sharp blades, and snatching them straight towards them like a whirlwind. Some people even had bows or crossbows, and arrows were shot out without any slightest. Many soldiers raised their spears to kill Li Kui, who was tightly killed in the yamen runners, were shot down by them.

Chen Xiaofei had already been in front of the Soul-Stationing Stump, and stepped on the ground with blood and flesh, and didn't care about the pulp. Chen Xiaofei carried Dai Zong on his back, Bai Sheng carried Song Jiang on his back. The two of them whistled and turned around and left. Ou Peng, Ma Lin, Tao Zongwang, and Li Li led a group of Huangmen Mountain minions, Jieyangling guys, and Mujiazhuang Zhuang, to protect them around. Ou Peng was born in a military team. He had an iron-tied bow and opened it. At the sound of the bow string, the officers and soldiers who snatched it all fell down, and they had the chance to pounce near. Under Ma Lin's two red copper swords, he had to use up his luck and could only die obediently.

Li Kui was so angry that he was killed. He swept across the cloak. He saw blood rain flying, spilling out the cinnabar on the ground. I don’t know how many years he had condensed red. Just as he was chopping his hands, he suddenly felt the axe empty. He glanced at him and saw that there were no complete living people around him. However, the horse of the prison officer formed a thick egg, protecting the prefect Cai Jiu like a ball.

Li Kui was overjoyed, "Wow," and rolled over the ground with two axes. Some people dared to stop it. The knife burst out and the gun broke, and the flesh and blood flew everywhere. Without the ability of the urban management in the future, how could he stop the black whirlwind for a moment? The prefect Cai Jiu was so scared that his ass were loose. He was eager to try it, so he wanted to use the surging force of anger to kill the general and win the pass and blew it out. Fortunately, Huang Wenbing grabbed his horse and pulled him back to his horse, shouting: "Sir, go!"

Although Cai Jiu's soul was flying outside the sky, his official nature still made him say nothing of reply: "I am responsible for the heavy responsibility of prison and death, how can I escape in the face of the battle?"

Huang Wenbing said anxiously: "Sir, this is not an escape. This is a strategic advancement. It is the wonder of military strategists. It cannot be passed on first!" This is exactly:

It is difficult to support Cai Jiu**, and it is up to Wen Bing’s strategy to pass on. But I don’t know what happens next, so I will listen to the next breakdown.
Chapter completed!