Second Sister Nongmen has space

Chapter 119
On the wall, everyone held their knives and arrows tightly, waiting for the news ahead, a battle was imminent.

In Suijin Town, in Jin Sanchong’s courtyard, dilapidated cotton curtains blocked the light of the oil lamp, and the pungent smell of rough wine mixed with stale air filled the room.

On the kang, Jin Sanzhong was drinking with five men.

The emaciated "triple daughter-in-law" lifted the curtain and entered the room, lowered her head and put a large plate of chicken on the table, then bowed back, as light as a shadow.

"Brother San, you used to be a famous person. Who would dare not give you some face when you talk in the town? Why did you get mixed up like this after two years of seeing each other? It makes my heart ache."

A 25-year-old man sighed, feeling sorry for the decadent Jin Sanzhong.

Jin Sanzhong took a sip of wine, opened his drunken eyes and scolded: "Tang Xiang, don't look at me as thin, brother, I am still a man now, but I am plagued by illness, and I won't get well soon."

The man named Tang Xiang chuckled: "In the future, my younger brother will visit my elder brother often like today. In the future, my elder brother will eat and drink as much as he wants, just take good care of him."

Jin Sanzhong's family was so poor that they couldn't even see a drop of oily smell during the Chinese New Year. The chicken on the table was brought by Tang Xiang from Qili County.

Jin Sanchong said gratefully: "Hey! Brother Tang is better, it's no loss that we are a fateful friendship."

Tang Xiang chuckled: "Of course, it's just that when the younger brother first went out, he was too confused, and he was thinking about the good things of the third brother every day, so he survived until now."

Hearing such nasty words, several people were silent and silent.

Jin Sanzhong is smiling, very useful.

Tang Xiang asked about Suijin Town after a few gossips: "How many people are there in the guard? Do those soldiers come to the town every day?"

Jin Sanzhong shook his head: "The people in the guard don't come into contact with us, I don't know how many people are stationed there.

The places where the sergeant walked a lot were the grocery store, the wine table of Xue Junhu, and the Song's house outside the town. "

Tang Xiang nodded, thoughtfully: "You said that the Song family is the military household that grows vegetables?"

Mentioning the Song family, Jin Sanzhong's eyes, which were already hazy, lit up with a sinister light: "That's the house, you don't know that there are monsters and ghosts in that house, whoever goes there will be in trouble."

Tang Xiang looked at a red scar on the back of his neck, and remembered what he had heard when he first came here in the afternoon, his eyes suddenly showed contempt.

In Qili County, he heard Min Gande's fleeing subordinate say that there was something wrong with the female boss in Suijin Town. He saw Min Gande pinch the woman with his own eyes, convulsed, and died soon.

Tang Xiang also found Min Gande's body and looked at it himself. There was no injury or trace, but it was twisted weirdly, as if his heart ached.

And the man who beat Han Dasha to death obviously had a bone on the top of his head collapsed, and all his brains came out.

When he thought about it, Min Gande had always suffered from heart disease, and he would have an attack as long as he drank too much alcohol these years.

In order to block Han Ming, Min Gande braved the cold wind for a whole morning, and he couldn't bear it long ago.

The woman surnamed Song just met Min Gande's illness by coincidence.

As for the white smoke, it must have been deliberately made up to avoid being accused of not saving people.

Even more exaggerated things than this, he Tang Xiang said at the beginning.

Now Jin Sanzhong has also gone to the Song family, so he can live well.

And that Han Ming was alive and kicking, more alive than before.

Jin Sanzhong didn't notice the eyes of several people in the room, and was still chattering about the things in Suijin Town: "I heard people say that Xue Junhan made seven or eight taels of silver by selling vegetables these few trips. You don't know, Song There are a lot of vegetables grown in the backyard, and the beans and eggplants that Xue Zhuang sells today are in it."

Among the dishes Xue Zhuang sent today, apart from the usual Chinese cabbage and small green vegetables, there were also a handful of tender beans and five big fat eggplants.

This is a real fresh product. Tianxianglou offered a price of one tael of silver per catty, and asked for as much as they had.

Based on this day alone, the guard got eight taels of silver, Xue Zhuang was also happy, and bought a lot of drinks when he came back.

When Tang Xiang heard the beans and eggplants at this time, the corners of his mouth turned up, showing a chuckle, a few eggplants are nothing, if you want to get them, you have to get someone who grows eggplants.

What's more, the Song family is a military household, and the government doesn't even care about it. As long as they are tied up and sold, the price will be high.

At this moment, a sharp copper whistle suddenly sounded outside the town, Tang Xiang turned over and got off the kang, the five people rushed out of the house in panic, and froze in place as soon as they went out.

At this time, the direction of the Suijin Guardhouse was blazing with flames, reflecting half of the sky red, and there were people's voices shouting along with the night wind.

Soon the voice changed direction, and the night wind became calm.

The sergeant didn't come rushing into town.

"What's going on?" One person asked in a trembling voice. The sound just now was the dispatch of troops from the guard. He was so scared that he thought he was here to arrest his group.

Tang Xiang was also taken aback. Seeing that there was no movement from the guard's whistle, he knew it was a misunderstanding.

He has been in Suijin Town for five years, and he knows the terrain like the back of his hand. At this moment, he began to think frantically: The direction the sergeant should go is the newly built wall. Could it be that the Di people came here again?
No, five years ago, after the group of Di people succeeded, they fled into the depths of the Dilu grassland with the money from human trafficking.

They didn't dare to come here without anyone leading the way, not to mention there was a sergeant from the guard station here.

Tang Xiang stared at the sky in the courtyard for a while, then suddenly slapped his thigh, and shouted in a low voice: "Listen, my brothers, it should be the people from Laoshanlin who came out again, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity , we can’t wait, we have to act first. Come, let’s go into the room and talk about it.”

Five people got into the house again.

Seeing the flustered expressions of several people, Jin Sanzhong suddenly became suspicious, and his eyes widened: "What do you want to do here?"

"Brother San, do you want to make a fortune?" Tang Xiang asked in a low voice.

"What do you mean, can you explain?" Jin Sanzhong's drunkenness subsided, and he sat up straight. He vaguely knew what Tang Xiang was going to do. These people did it five years ago.

Tang Xiang dragged out a large package from under the edge of the kang, and untied the sheepskin wrapped around it, revealing a few knives.

Today, on the pretext of looking for relatives, he followed Xue Junhu, who had returned from selling vegetables, to Suijin Town to visit his ancestor's grave.

Xue Zhuang had doubts at the beginning, but the two vegetable sellers with Xue Zhuang testified to him one after another.

It is said that Tang Xiang was originally from Suijin Town, and he only went to Qili County to do business because he needed to earn money to support his family.

It's the end of the year now, and it's time to come back to pay homage to the grave.

Someone testified that Xue Zhuang naturally dispelled his doubts, and Tang Xiang sent a few more things, even the bag he brought was not opened.

Seeing the long knife at this time, Jin Sanzhong still didn't understand.

Tang Xiang pulled the sheepskin and slowly wiped the edge of the knife, and said in a low voice: "Brother San, to be honest, we brothers are watching Xue Zhuang sell vegetables to make money, and we also want to find some money to spend."

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　　To be honest, I really can't add it anymore, the hair is about to leave me.

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