Ximen Qing thought for a while and then agreed. Chao Gai, the King of Pagoda, ordered a hundred minions to be sent to Ximen Qing. Wu Song was worried and followed him all the way.
Zhiduoxing Wu used the order of Chao Tianwang, so he decided to make his own decisions and embarrass Ximen Qing. He specially picked a hundred thorns who were disobedient to discipline every day. He couldn't practice the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation, so he had to work as a groom and do odd jobs.
The lazy fellow was waiting for Ximen Qing in front of the village.
These guys don't come out to practice, and I don't dare to send them into battle. Usually, Amitabha can feed the horses well. At this time, they were arranged to wait in front of the village. Ximen Qing and Wu Song hadn't arrived yet, so they were impatient to wait.
, some were leaning against sloths and basking in the sun, opening their mouths to watch the birds flying around, just waiting for the bird droppings to fall on their mouths; some were squatting on the ground in twos and threes, and took out a broken porcelain bowl from nowhere, and threw it.
I bet two pennies for fun; there was also sumo wrestling with my shirt off, and seven or eight people gathered around to watch, making noises and raising rice seedlings, for fear that they would not be able to kill anyone.
In short, Wu Yong brought Ximen Qing and Wu Song to the front of the village, left a few instructions, rubbed oil on his feet and left, leaving Ximen Qing and Wu Song to discipline themselves.
Ximen Qing and Wu Song stood in silence in the wind. After a while, only seven or eight people who were idle looked up at them out of boredom. They didn't even mean to answer them. They just hoped to hide for a while.
It's better if no one calls upon you.
Wu Song frowned when he saw it: "Brother, this wise man Wu Yong is trying to make things difficult for us. He got all these top-quality goods. Not to mention helping to move things and protect his family, whether he can form a good team is another matter."
"There is no need for these goods anyway, so we might as well go back alone and don't bother to tell King Chao Tian."
Ximen Qingping always liked to use the word "top grade" when talking about some things or people during daily chats. Over time, even Wu Song, Shi Qian and others around him also got involved in this spoken word. It's no wonder that the gang in front of him
The quality of the goods can only be described as "top quality".
Ximen Qing shook his head and said: "Even if Wu Yong deliberately made things difficult for us, if he ignored it and moved his family to Zhai Zha, others would see it and laugh at us. We still need to find a way.
Make this group of top-notch products look brand new, and they will have something to say in front of the King of Heaven."
"Brother, I don't know that these lazy idiots are really unable to hold up the wall. I guess the King of Heaven also has a headache." Although Wu Song agreed with Ximen Qing's words, he couldn't think of any clue: "Now even if we can make them listen to us,
If you can’t even say a word, is there any way to train him?”
"Second brother, wait here for a while." Ximen Qing squeezed into the crowd with interest, looked around, and then came back to Wu Song and said: "I have a way to make everyone listen to me, but what should I do next?
, you and I are not from the military, so it’s hard to handle.”
"I have a way to do this." Wu Song looked at Ximen Qing in surprise, unable to think of any way to make these 100 people raise their heads and obey: "If brother really has a way, then I can give it a try.
"
"Oh?" Ximen Qing nodded, but felt a little strange in his heart: "This Wu Song just caused trouble and wandered around the world for several years. What can he do? Could it be that he lurked in the army and became an officer during those years?
There’s no gold mark on your face?”
Wu Song usually never mentioned this experience, and Ximen Qing didn't want to ask in detail. He suppressed the doubts in his heart, found a high place, pulled Wu Song to stand on it, cleared his throat with a cough, and shouted: "There is someone here.
Got the money!"
"Has anyone come to collect the money? If it's late, it will be gone!"
The man who was leaning against the tree to bask in the sun and watch the birds immediately became energetic and stared at this side with his eyes wide open. The man who was gambling put his sesame and broken porcelain bowl into his arms, stood up and stretched his legs and feet, looking around at the sounds.
Where did it come from? The people gathered around to watch sumo immediately dispersed. The two people who were no longer paying attention to the sumo wrestling in the venue turned around and looked over.
In less than a few breaths, from a dozen people to dozens of people, and then to a hundred people in total, a hundred pairs of excited eyes looked at the well-dressed Ximen Qing, and the two strings of copper coins that Ximen Qing specially took out in his hand.
Man-made wealth kills birds for food, and money can make ghosts grind. These famous sayings are very suitable to be applied to the current situation.
"I'm not bullied by the sincerity of the ancients!" Ximen Qing sighed secretly. After wandering around in the crowd for a while, he discovered that money was the target of these top-notch goods, especially those who threw sesame to gamble the most, so he used his collar.
This money trick can be regarded as a good investment.
In the era when Ximen Qing traveled back in time, many supermarkets and stores had a trump card when they opened or held events: they would deliver eggs or rice on a certain day, with a limit of one pound per person and a limit of 100 servings. It was guaranteed that there would be no eggs or rice the next day.
When the door opened, there was a long queue of gray-haired old people leaning on crutches.
"You man, don't try to fool us!" Suddenly a person straightened up from behind and asked. This person must have stooped normally, but once he straightened up, he was at least half a head taller than everyone else.
, his body was full of muscles, there was a big scar on his face, and there was a vague gold seal: "You only have two strings of copper coins in your hand. There are a hundred of us here, and each of us only has one or two copper coins. It can be used like a bird."
!Brothers, keep playing!”
"Liu Tuozi is right!"
"What kind of division is this? It's boring. Let's just let it go!"
When he said this, someone immediately started shouting, and it gradually became as noisy as a vegetable market.
When he said this, someone immediately started shouting, and it gradually became as noisy as a vegetable market.
"This person must be the leader!" Ximen Qing and Wu Song looked at each other and immediately read this from each other's eyes. Ximen Qing's method was more than just two strings of copper coins, so facing the noisy crowd, Ximen Qing shyly
With a smile, he took out another stack of Jiaozi, spread them out like playing cards, and used them as a fan to fan the crowd below.
"I didn't take much with me when I went out today. There are all kinds of denominations here, only two to three thousand guan."
Ximen Qing likes Jiaozi very much in this world. They have different denominations and can be used almost everywhere. You don’t need fireworks to stuff money. Handing two Jiaozi is simply a stepping stone to do things. So Ximen Qing doesn’t like heavy copper coins.
I like to carry a lot of money on my body. This problem is also because I am used to using banknotes.
This generous gesture successfully attracted the attention of everyone present in an instant. Gradually, following the movements of Ximen Qing's hands, many people below began to shake their heads, and the noise gradually subsided.
"What's the use of a stack of paper? I won't accept any free money!" a lazy man shouted suddenly, and then the leader, Liu Tuozi, slapped him in the face, causing the man to turn away in pain.
"Idiot, the lowest one is five strings, which is worth five strings of copper coins!"
Liu Tuozi cursed, stretched out his two long arms, separated from the crowd and crowded forward, keeping his hands crossed: "Please tell me, how can I get this money?"
Since Ximen Qing has attracted everyone's attention, especially the leader Liu Tuozi, of course he took a step back and handed the stage to Wu Song. Next, it will be up to Wu Song.
"Take your time and plant some flowers." Ximen Qing whispered in Wu Song's ear.
Wu Song had expected this outcome since Ximen Qing took out the copper coins, and already had a plan in mind. He nodded slightly and said to Liu Tuozi: "King Chao Tian arranged for you to help our two brothers protect our families. You can also use this money."
I see it, but the transaction must be fair. We brothers also want to see if these one hundred people are worth anything and how much they are worth?"
Liu Tuozi was originally a soldier of the Thunderbolt Fire Qin Ming. Qin Ming had no choice but to go to Liangshan to drop grass. Liu Tuozi was even more helpless. He had been a soldier for many years. During the battle, he was slashed in the face. He finally escaped with his life.
He became a soldier of Qingzhou's military and horse control, and after a few years he could become a small officer. Unexpectedly, he followed Qin Ming and fell into disgrace. Not to mention ruining his good future, even Qin Ming was a doormat on Liangshan.
Not as good as my own little personal soldier.
So Liu Tuozi never stopped doing anything, and simply became brothers with the unruly assassins on the mountain. He stayed back when he was working hard in the war, and moved forward when asking for credit and receiving rewards. He was somewhat famous on Liangshan Bo. Just because he usually
He has a stooped body and is nicknamed "Liu Tuozi".
Strange to say, none of these thorns were convinced, not even Chao Gai and Song Jiang could do anything about it, but they were convinced by Liu Tuozi, and all of them regarded him as their leader.
"I, Liu Tuozi, know about this matter, but I am really too lazy to do it." Liu Tuozi said: "To be honest, these hundred people were probably squeezed out by others, and then they slowly formed a group, no matter heaven or earth. But if we really fight
When it comes to war, everyone has an expert."
The others, Ximen Qing, really didn't notice it, but the Liu Tuozi in front of him did look like he crawled out of a pile of dead people, which could be seen from the huge scar on his face.
"How do you know that our brothers will not lead you to fight?" Wu Song squinted at Liu Tuozi's muscular body and said: "But fighting does not depend on individual martial arts, but on the strength of the group. No matter how powerful an individual is, facing thousands of people
Even if you have thousands of troops, they are just dregs of rubbish. If you are really a group and not just a bunch of scattered people, then form a team right away and show me!"
"Take the order!" Liu Tuozi looked serious, turned around and shouted: "He Laosan! Wang Mazi! Open your mouth! You little fool!..."
As Liu Tuozi announced the names one by one, someone immediately raised his hand and responded seriously.
"He Laosan is here!"
"Wang Mazi is here!"
"Open your mouth!"
"I'm so confused!"
...
"Line up! Brothers, let's practice!" Looking at the ten arms raised below, Liu Tuozi made a gesture. Wu Song could see clearly that Liu Tuozi divided the one hundred people into ten teams, and He Laosan
, Wang Mazi, Li Dazui, Xiao Muzou and other ten people are the squad leaders.
The team captains straightened their faces, raised their hands and made a gathering gesture: "Line up!"
The others moved in response, and within ten breaths, the originally messy hundred people actually formed a square team, so neat that it was even more surprising than the Nine Palaces and Bagua Formation yesterday!