Mr. Ang brought Xie Zi to Zhuohong to enfeoff the city, which represented a powerful "garrison". No matter Song Yang, Chenglin or Gu Zhaojun were very happy, as for the "porcelain doll", no one cared about her indifference.
She had such a temperament, and after both sets of parents died, she became even more closed off.
Xiaoqiao even felt distressed about this. It's not that she had any friendship with Xie Zizhao, it was just the most innocent thing. Seeing the doll-like woman seemed to have forgotten what happiness was, it made people feel sad.
The team merged and returned to the town. Mr. Bo was polite and courteous along the way. After the guests and hosts were seated, he finally got to the point and said to Song Yang: "The fifth lady has settled in Fengyi. There are also some girls who are used to calling around."
The servant will also live with you, making it easier to take care of you, and try not to cause you any trouble."
Chenglin smiled and said from the side: "Mr. Bo is too polite. It's too late for us to be happy that a lovely lady like Miss Xie can stay, so why bother? We were originally worried that we would neglect the lady because of our clumsiness.
Now that I know there are still family members accompanying me, I feel really relieved. The worry is gone and I am just happy. How many family members are there in total? Please explain to me and I will arrange a place for everyone."
"Except for me." Mr. Bo pointed at himself and smiled humbly: "Everyone else stays.
Oh, the Marquis promised to take care of the young lady. We are already grateful. We must not live and eat for free. These people also know how to work hard. The Marquis treats them as his subordinates and dispatches them at any time. We are a family.
, you’re welcome.”
Gu Zhaojun laughed loudly: "Fat Silk, it's not like you don't know that Chang Chunhou has masters and strange people around him, and he has powerful soldiers and generals under his command. How can your people be used? If you don't want to live and eat for free, the easiest thing...
Bring the silver.
Now the Marquis of Changchun is not short of people, but he is short of money." They planned the riot in Jingcheng together, and fled to the sea and wilderness together. The relationship between them was really good, and they didn't need to pay too much attention to what they said.
Mr. Bo laughed so hard that he didn't feel confident: "Is this...money..."
Song Yang waved and smiled. He knew that among the rebels in the Yan Kingdom, Lao Xie's family was the poorest. Besides, how could they really ask for money? Mr. Bo got off the donkey along the slope and did not mention the matter of "food money." Changchun Marquis
There are so many talented people around us that there will definitely be no shortage of manpower. This is absolutely true. However, the Marquis is a divine bird in the sky. Now that he has to walk on the ground, it is inevitable that he will occasionally not be able to receive the earth's energy. It just so happens that there are people around us.
Such a person can be of some help in this matter."
As he spoke, he pointed at his daughter-in-law, and at the same time turned to look at Gu Zhaojun: "Mr. Gu is from Yan, and he is knowledgeable. Have you ever heard of a person who has no surname, only a single name? "Tuo,
Character."
Gu Zhaojun was shocked: "Mrs. Bo is Shadow Tuo?" After saying that, he shook his head and said: "No, no, they are not the right age. May I ask Mrs. Bo and Tuo, what do you call Mr. Tuo?"
Mrs. Bo responded: "Tuo Nai, my father."
Yan Rentuo has many nicknames, such as Tu Xing Tuo, Dengxia Tuo, Shuo Yue Tuo, etc. Shadow Tuo is also one of them. The older generation of Yan people were arrested, and the officials just opened their mouths and did it without thinking.
Say these nicknames.
This man has committed many crimes in his life but has never hurt a single person: he has stolen countless numbers without leaving any trace, and every time he succeeds in committing a crime, he only leaves one tael of silver for himself to eat, drink and have fun, and the rest is divided among them, mostly given to poor people.
Ou Re also helped his brothers on the road. What was especially rare was that although Shadow Tuo was a thief, he had an extraordinary vision. Almost all the brothers he helped helped grew up to be big tycoons in the underworld in the future. In other words, he only picked those who could make a fortune.
Comrades go help.
It can take as short as two or three years, or as long as more than ten years. Sixty-seven out of ten of the powerful people who rise up in the underworld will be able to get help from Yingtuo. You can imagine the prestige of Yingtuo in the world.
Shadow Tuo is famous for stealing, but he not only robs riches and officials, but also robs tombs, mines and even palaces and treasury.
There is a legend that he even stole Emperor Yan's Nine Dragons Mianqi, but he couldn't sell it for money. After playing with it for a few days, he sneaked into the palace and left a note, which read: Two grains of silver, in exchange for the Mianqi.
Emperor Yan put the money down where he left the note and arranged for countless masters to lurk, but no one thought he would come back. Unexpectedly, the next day, the money was gone, and Mianqi was back. Gu Zhaojun was talking excitedly
, Song Yang gasped when he heard it, and couldn't help but look at Mrs. Bo: "Is this true?"
Mrs. Bo smiled: "How could it be so magical? I can't believe the rumors. My father has been to the palace a few times, but all he stole were small trinkets. As for the hat, he had never even seen it, let alone
Steal it, give it back.”
After saying this, everyone else laughed together, but Gu Zhaojun shook his head repeatedly: "It's boring and boring. The truth is boring. It ruins a beautiful legend and makes people feel empty."
The rumors in the market are indeed a bit too mysterious, but the fact that Shadow Tuo has been able to enter and leave the palace several times is enough to show how powerful he is.
The young man liked listening to stories and wanted to learn skills more, so he asked, "Did Senior Tuo pass on his skills to Madam Bo?" As long as the other party nodded, the young man planned to go over and become his master.
"My father's ability is certainly related to his hard training, but it is more about his talent. He was born to be a big thief. Without talent, no matter how hard he learns, he will not be able to pass on his skills. I am no exception. He failed.
Once you find the heir, all his skills will be gone with his body." As she said this, Mrs. Bo shook her head and sighed softly.
Mr. Bo chuckled and returned to the topic: "Senior Tuo's reputation was so famous all over the world that all the policemen in Dayan listed him as the most serious criminal, and they dreamed of arresting him. Later, my lord took action and mobilized his luck.
Chang Tingwei planned and set up ambushes for more than ten years. Lord Xie failed to catch Shadow Tuo, but Shadow Tuo was also forced by Lord Xie to panic all day long. In the end, Shadow Tuo was seriously ill and could not be saved.
, no one expected that he brought his daughter and came to my house by himself."
Mr. Xie and Shadow Tuo are an official and a gangster. The former has a letter about astronomy, but he has never been able to really get rid of Fatty Xie, who is only half a step away from him. Neither of them can do anything to the other. Although their positions are different, they still have a strong relationship with each other.
The admiration in his heart was unmistakable, so before his death, Shadow Tuo did something that surprised everyone: he brought himself to justice and at the same time entrusted his daughter to Fatty Xie.
Mr. Xie really has some courage. When he saw that Ying Tuo was seriously ill and blind, he took in the other party's daughter. Instead of arresting him again to claim credit, he used his power and took the risk of being accused by the Holy Spirit to eliminate all of Ying Tuo's criminal records and pay back his life.
The enemy has a "free" identity.
Shadow Tuo passed away not long after, and Mr. Xie buried him in a grand ceremony as his eldest brother. He regarded his daughter as his own, loved him very much, and took good care of him. Later, the thief's daughter fell in love with a young confidant of Mr. Xie for decades.
Mr. Bo's narration of the past events in the past was bland, with no flash of sword or shadow, let alone thrilling. But everyone who heard the story felt that they were in a strange mood. Gu Zhaojun was the first to nod and smile: "A good story. This story is more vivid than the shadow.
Robbery of the palace is even more exciting. I used to look down on Fatty Xie, I just thought he was a villain, but I didn't expect him to be really brave."
"If the adults in my family didn't have some butlers, how could we, the lackeys like us, be unwilling to run around after their deaths." Mr. Bo was uncharacteristically. His smile became lighter: "The head of the family is gone, but the old dog is still alive.
Then bite."
Soon the light dissipated, and a greasy smile appeared on Mr. Bo's fat face again, and he said to Song Yang: "Old Taishan died early and didn't leave anything behind, but "Shadow Tuo." is still a well-known name in the underworld.
If my wife is dignified, if she says something, as long as she doesn't go too far, good friends will also give her some face. If the Marquis has any inconvenience to come forward in person, he might as well tell his wife, she may be able to help arrange some suitable people. However,
…”
Mr. Bo changed the topic and kept his smile: "After all, Lao Taishan was a figure from decades ago, and those leaders have changed many times. This, this meaning, the Marquis must understand.
The usefulness of Madam Bo lies only in the word "contact." Most of the people who received favors from Shadow Tuo in those days have passed away. If Chang Chunhou really wants to do something, she may be able to find a suitable candidate relying on the reputation left by her father. But that's not the case.
That's all, no one will work for her in vain, Song Yang still has to negotiate the conditions himself.
Mr. Bo was still afraid that Song Yang would underestimate the usefulness of his daughter-in-law, so he continued without hesitation: "The fat man talks too much. For example, Mr. Hou opened the "Nanwei" treasure number. In the future, the business will be prosperous and the business will get bigger and bigger.
Even Tan Guide wants to do business with you. This deal is easy to negotiate, but how can the goods be delivered to Tan Laoshuai? This way can be set up at a low price, but the freight still has to be clearly stated. This is a
Examples are just examples, whether they are right or wrong, whether there are those transactions or not, Mr. Marquis does not need to take it seriously, I just use things to make my point."
Song Yang nodded, understood, and smiled.
Fatty Silk sent Xie Zizuo here to "form an alliance." By leaving his wife to take care of the young lady, he left many shady "paths" for Marquis Changchun.
After talking about the serious business, the county magistrate Luo Luo arranged accommodation for Xie Zizuo and his party. Now that the Hou Mansion has not been completed, everything can only be kept simple. Naturally, Xie Men's lackeys will not care about this. After a busy period, they settled down. Follow Song Yang
I took them around for a look around, and when I arrived at the Uighur camp, I caught up with Ali Han training his soldiers.
On a whim, Fatty Silk said to Song Sniper: "Master Hou has incredible magical powers, of course I can't say that, but when it comes to beating people, Fatty has a little trick, I wonder if you know..."
Song Yang said with a smile: "I would love to learn one and a half of Mou's moves from Mr. Bo, so don't be polite. I'll pass it on." As he said that, he staggered his feet and made a posture. Unexpectedly, Fatty Bo shook his head desperately:
"This is my little trick of bullying and bullying. It is of no use to you. You have to find someone else to perform it."
Uighurs are aggressive by nature. After listening to Mr. Silk's words, Alihan turned his head and looked over: "I'll do it."
Mr. Bo also mingled with the crowd to watch the battle during Yipinlei. At this moment, he felt that this "fat old lady" looked a little familiar. After looking at her carefully for a moment, he recognized her. He was immediately startled: "You are even worse. Even the Marquis may not be you."
My opponent, if I fight you and you don’t tear me alive, it will be about the same if it’s your opponent.”
Ali Han called out a strong soldier under his command. Because it was a trial of tricks, everyone was very relaxed, but Mr. Bo was very serious and had to assume a "position." The Uighur soldiers stood opposite Mr. Bo, while Ali Han stood on the side of Mr. Bo.
Behind the fat man, three people were in a straight line.
After everyone stood up, Mr. Bo made a gesture of "please enlighten me." The other party smiled and didn't care at all, obviously not paying attention to this fat Han man who was more than half a head shorter than him.
Song Yang had seen Mr. Bo's ability to twist his neck and pick his hamstrings, and he expected that the Uighurs would suffer. Sure enough, after the Uighur warrior nodded, Mr. Bo shouted loudly and stepped forward. The two exchanged blows and immediately separated.
To everyone's surprise and laughter, the Uighur warrior knelt on the ground with a grunt.
In a head-on confrontation, the Uighur was beaten to his knees. The banquet was a bit unexpected, but Mr. Bo ducked away before the opponent could kneel down. Behind him was Ali Han. At this time, the Uighur warrior knelt down and his chief officer
, no one loses face.
The Uyghur warrior knelt down and his body became stiff. He could not sit down or stand up. Mr. Bo chuckled and said, "You have to slow down for an hour until the blood vessels are unblocked. It will be fine and you won't be injured."
There were also Uighur warriors who refused to accept the offer, and three more came up one after another. Without exception, they were all beaten by Mr. Bo until his chief officer knelt down. Song Yang could also see clearly from the side. Mr. Bo moved very quickly, but to be honest, no
In addition, the short hitting skills of splitting muscles and bones, plus the method of hitting six,
Kick the inside of the knee with one kick, hit the shoulder with the hand at the same time, and finally hit the crotch with the foot under the ribs, five or six times in a row, all in one movement.
As Mr. Bo himself said, this is the ability to bully people. It requires a big difference in the cultivation level of both parties to be able to use it. It is not practical but interesting enough, or it is enough to bully people. Fight, knock down, injure or even kill someone.
It's nothing, but Song Yang really likes this trick when he hits his opponent to his knees.
Mr. Bo consulted on the spot, and Song Yang learned carefully. Gu Zhaojun smiled from the side and said: "You two can indeed be shameless together."
Kicks to the inside of the knees and points to the crotch are easy to do, as long as you master the strength and practice hard, and use it skillfully. But the kung fu of kicking xué is completely different from the Longque Neijing practiced by Song Yang, but he is proficient in needle stone
, if the skill of needle movement is done properly, the effect will be the same.
If Song Yang had practiced well for a long time, it would not be difficult to beat someone to the knees like Mr. Silk, but he would have to twist the silver needle in his hand while beating. This posture directly reminded him of Dongfang Bubai, and then he laughed out loud at the Uighur.
Samer Khan is the "Sunrise in the East". He, the Changchun Marquis of Nanli, goes into battle. He is indeed the sworn brother destined by God.
By dinner time, the interrogation of the brains of those troublemaking Buddhists had not yet yielded results. It had to be said that even these old monks had greed and anger in their hearts, but after all, they had practiced meditation for decades and took the external pain very lightly.
They have a very stable state of mind, and it is much more difficult to pry the truth out of their mouths than ordinary prisoners.
Song Yang was not in a hurry. If he couldn't get out of the trial in one day, he would ask for two days. If he couldn't do it in two days, he would ask for three days. He had people in his hands, and he had plenty of time to find a way to get them to talk. Sooner or later, that's all.
Mr. Bo still had something to do in Dayan. After dinner, he said goodbye to everyone and prepared to leave overnight to return to Yan State. He stopped him again and again without anyone seeing him off, but he failed to stop Song Yang.
It was a clear night, and the two of them were walking side by side, chatting. When they were approaching the edge of the feudal city, Song Yang finally got to the point: "Mr. Bo, you have something to hide from me."
Mr. Bo was stunned for a moment, and then he laughed: "Master Hou is very scheming. Sure enough, I can't hide anything from you. Yes, at the beginning, I was still thinking that if we were in love, I would marry the young lady to you. What a real person."
It's a good home, but as soon as he met the princess and the princess, the fat man understood that it was better not to mention the previous marriage..." He brought the topic to "the baby's marriage." When he went up, Song Yang interrupted him: "I'm talking about Yan
national affairs."
Mr. Bo blinked: "What do you mean?"
"After the first-level competition, Jingtai concentrated on playing against the national master and did not cause trouble with Nan Li. He even ignored me: the national master completely gave up his plan to find the source of the poison and would never get involved in the town again: Tan Guide escaped for two
Over the years, the old team has gathered together. I heard that there were a few riots in the first year, but they suddenly stopped last year and there was no more movement: Gu Zhaojun hated Jingtai to the bone, and recently stopped mentioning his revenge plan, and came to the wilderness to start fulfilling his childhood dreams.
Dream: Because of Ai Guo, Li Mingji and I have always been in contact, but every time we contact him, it’s just, “Everything is fine, don’t miss me, sir.” Song Yang shook his head: “I don’t know what to say either.
How should I put it, everything seems normal, but if you think about it carefully, something is wrong with everyone."
Silk Fat Mou laughed and said: "Master Hou doesn't think that we rebels don't want to do it anymore.
Are you planning to become a submissive citizen?"
"That's not true. Everyone knows what kind of character Jingtai is. Just because of your status, you will be driven out and killed by him. There is no other way except to rebel against him." Song Yang smiled and turned back.
Original topic: "Then there's something wrong with you, Mr. Bo. You sent all the most important people around you to me, but you didn't even stay for a day and ran back in a hurry. Gu Zhaojun didn't even ask.
Ask more.”
Having said this, Song Yang held the reins, stopped moving forward, and looked at the other party quietly.
Mr. Bo was silent for a while, and finally shook his head, no longer pretending to smile, and no longer calling random names such as Mr. Hou, eldest son, or uncle. However, he did not directly answer the question, but instead started a different topic: "Song Yang, do you know that you and your uncle
What’s our difference?”
Although it was a question, Song Yang didn't need to speak, he directly gave the answer: "You are crazier than us. Not only me, Gu Zhaojun, Li Hongyi all feel this way, except for a few of the people around me
You don’t take anything seriously except people.”
Mr. Bo spoke very slowly this time, thinking while saying: "Speaking of your temperament, it reminds me of another person: Su Hang. I didn't have much contact with her, just the few months we spent together at sea.
But Fatty Silk can notice it. This Master Su only values you, and looks down on everyone else. From gods and Buddhas to emperors, when she mentions it in her mouth, it is with contempt that comes from her bones. This is something you and I
She's very similar."
In Su Hang's eyes, this world is not mine. What do the gods, emperors, people, even the sky, the sun, the moon, the stars and the sea, and everything around me, have anything to do with me?
Song Yang suddenly sighed. Su Hang is like this, so why is he not the same. People who have half the memories of their previous lives deny this world from the bottom of their hearts and consciousness. The only difference between them is: Su Hang is determined, and everything is the same.
Don't: Song Yang is greedy, so he has relatives, friends and lovers, but only those people around him.
Song Yang's "madness" is related to his nature, but it is also caused by "cognition": for his own approval,
People who cherish them run rampant in a world that they deny and don't care about.
This world is worthless.
I just want the one I love to be happy and healthy, and have that ray of spirit in heaven to rest in peace.@.