Merry Xianggong Ximen Qing

"This..." Mentioning this, Ruan Xiaowu obviously hesitated for a moment: "There are few women on the mountain, and it's not that there are no women of the same age, but they are not worthy of General Qin."

Ximen Qing sneered to himself, although it is always important to be of the same family, but Hua Yuerong is two or three years younger than Xueer, why does that fat black man Song Jiang insist on giving Pilihuo Qin Ming a woman who can be his? Lori as a wife?

To win over Qin Ming?

No, not just for this reason.

Ximen Qing felt that Song Jiang's fat black man had a deeper reason for doing this, and that was to control Hua Rong, Song Jiang's own brother of the opposite sex.

Although this idea is just a flash of inspiration, the more Ximen Qing thinks about it, the more it fits Song Jiang's suspicious and black-bellied character.

What Xiaoyi Black Saburo!

In Ximen Qing's eyes, Song Jiang's character had reached a new low point.

What does Song Jiang want to control Hua Rong for?

Ximen Qing combined several things in his mind with a little guesswork, and came up with a result that surprised him.

"If this is the case, Song Jiang is too dark!"

The only thing missing now is ironclad evidence. If there is no ironclad evidence, Chao Gai, the Heavenly King of Tota, will not be convinced.

After all, in Chao Gai's heart, there is still a glimmer of hope for Song Jiang.

Ximen Qing shook his head, beckoning Ruan Xiaowu and Ruan Xiaoqi to the Juyi Hall ahead.

Far away from the hall, all kinds of noisy voices came from the Juyi Hall.

There are voices of talking and laughing loudly, as well as the sound of cups clashing.

On the flat ground outside the Juyi Hall, dozens of large tables were placed on both sides, while in the Juyi Hall, bright butter candles were lit, illuminating the entire room, and three or five tables were scattered here and there. I bought some cold dishes, wine bowls, and wine jars.

Those sitting there were those whom Ximen Qing knew and attacked Zengtou City together; there were also those who Ximen Qing did not know, who must have stayed behind on the mountain.

On the surface, there is harmony.

But Ximen Qing took a general look and realized that these people were sitting in groups, obviously not just sitting randomly.

From the appearance of these people, Ximen Qing could also slightly guess the names of a few people.

Look at the big man who looks like a black tower over there. Others come to eat empty-handed, but this guy actually brought an ax to the banquet, and he doesn't know what is wrong with his brain.

If not Black Whirlwind Li Kui, which one is it?

Ximen Qing also noticed that on a table in the farthest corner, there was a Thunderbolt Qin Ming sitting in the corner. If he hadn't recognized the clothes just now, Ximenqing couldn't believe that the big man in front of him who was desperately shrinking himself in the corner was the Thunderbolt Qin Ming.

Sitting next to Qin Ming, the grown-up man who looked like a tiger and leopard must be Zhen Sanshan Huang Xin, Qin Ming's apprentice, holding a wine bowl and drinking with Qin Ming.

"Brother Ximen, come this way!"

Ximen Qing was still watching the excitement from left to right, when Chao Gai, the Heavenly King of Tota at the main table, saw it and shouted loudly: "Ximen Ximen, come to this table! Xiao Wu Xiao Qi, you also come here!"

Sitting at the main table are all old brothers of Chao Gai.

Chao Gai took the main seat, with Wu Yong on the right, and a short, fat man with a dark face on the left, Ximen Qing looked at it and thought, "This position...could it be Song Jiang's black and fat man? It's really black and short and fat..."

The fat black man Shi Shiran stood up, and before he could speak, he smiled three-pointedly. He looked more enthusiastic than those merchants in Qinghe County, and cupped his hands and said, "This is the brother Ximen that Brother Tianwang kept talking about? Ah, yes, it really is." He is a good-looking talent! Come, come, whoever moves a seat, I, Song Gongming, want to sit with Brother Ximen!"

Just looking at this, onlookers thought Ximen Qing was Song Jiang's long-standing confidant. Of course Ximen Qing knew that Song Jiang, the fat black man, was best at superficial skills, so he immediately laughed and said, "Who am I? I saw it today and it really lived up to its reputation. It’s just that this table is full, so I’d better go to the one next to it.”

After finishing speaking, Ximen Qing pointed to the table in the corner, and almost all the surrendered generals were sitting there, even the scar-faced tiger Liu Renzhong secretly sat on that table.

Naturally, Song Jiang would not let Ximen Qing and those generals make friends, he laughed and said, "No matter how full this table is, there is still room for Ximen's virtuous brother!"

This sentence seemed to mean something else, and Ximen Qing didn't bother to delve into it. The other leaders on the table moved the stools to make a space, and a young man added a stool.

Ximen Qing sneered secretly in his heart, and did not refuse. First, he sang "Fat Ye", which Wang Po had praised, and then sat down. Song Jiang poured a bowl of wine with enthusiasm on his face.

"If it weren't for Brother Ximen, Brother Tianwang and I would be separated from each other!" Song Jiang blinked his eyes, and started to cry when he said that he was crying: "Brother Ximen is me... no, it is Liangshan's great benefactor!"

Fuck me, if Song Jiang is reversed, he is at least a first-line actor, regardless of whether it is a bitter drama or a family conflict drama, he just opens his mouth and enters the drama!

Ximenqing naturally knew that Song Jiang called him a benefactor, but in his heart he must have hated him so much that he wanted to kill himself.

Now when we come to Liangshan, the base camp of Song Jiang, we need to pay attention all the time.

"Gongming, you are being polite!" Ximen Qing chuckled, "You and I are also considered colleagues. I am a county captain in Qinghe County, and you are a prison officer in Yuncheng County. Why be polite!"

Song Jiang's face darkened when he heard the words, no matter how young the county lieutenant is, he is still an official; although his escort can earn a lot of gray income, he is an official, and even if he works for a lifetime, he will not be an official.

If it weren't for that incident, Song Jiang would still be a petty official now.

"Haha, Brother Ximen was joking." Song Jiang raised his wine bowl and said, "What happened in the past tells him what to do. Brother Ximenqing, please drink this bowl to the brim!"

Ximen Qing picked up the wine bowl and touched it: "Gongming is right, don't mention the past...don't mention it."

Ximen Qing deliberately bit the "past things" very hard, and deliberately took a look at Chao Gai.

What Song Jiang was talking about was the past when he was a small official, but Ximenqing responded by telling Song Jiang clearly: "I know what you have done, but I won't say it now."

Ximen Qing originally didn't want to tell Song Jiang about the matter as soon as he went up the mountain, and he had to spend a few rounds to slowly understand Song Jiang's trump card; but after meeting Song Jiang, Ximen Qing knew that Song Jiang, the black fat man, had become so black-bellied as to be a saint the point.

Instead of pretending to be a snake with Song Jiang and being friendly, it is better to give Song Jiang a hint, so that the suspicious Song Jiang can't eat well and sleep well, prompting Song Jiang and Wu Yong, the two birdmen, to rush to make moves and show their feet.

Ximen Qing made a hint, and although Song Jiang's face did not change color, a small drum was already beating in his heart. Watching Ximen Qing raise his neck and drink, Song Jiang also picked up the wine bowl to drink.

If you are hesitant in your heart, drinking naturally will not go well.

So Song Jiang coughed before taking two sips, quickly covered the wine bowl with his sleeve, and poured all the wine in the bowl on the ground.

Song Jiang's petty actions naturally did not escape Ximen Qing's eyes. Ximen Qing poured down the wine bowl in his hand to show that he had run out of wine, and then threw the wine bowl on the table: "Happy! This wine is delicious !"

Although this bowl is just a copycat home-brewed rice wine, but Ximen Qing has the upper hand at the moment, drinking a bowl is actually very enjoyable!

It's worth it to be able to make Song Jiang, the black three fat, hold back!

"Overwhelmed by alcohol, overwhelmed by alcohol!" Song Jiang's face was black and red, and he coughed twice: "I can't see that Brother Ximenqing is so bold, Gong Ming is willing to bow down!"

Immediately afterwards, Song Jiang arched his hands and said, "Let's leave!"

"Brother Gongming, the hot dishes haven't been served yet, so why are you going back?" Chao Gai, King of Tota, said in surprise, "If you don't drink, wouldn't it be good to chat with Brother Ximen?"

Song Jiang was about to leave, but when Chao Gai said this, he hesitated a little, rolled his eyes and said with a smile, "Alright, I'll chat with Brother Ximen right now!"

Ximen Qing smiled and said very affectionately: "Don't leave, Gongming. I just caught a big fish in the pond and ordered the chef to make a fresh dish. You must try it."

Song Jiang smiled, sat down again and said, "Then wait until you have eaten the fish?"

"Definitely." Ximen Qing said with a smile, "That big fish weighs [-] to [-] catties, and it's rare even in the lake!"

At the banquet, Taibao Dai Zongkou said quickly: "Brother Gongming likes big fish the most. When I was in Jiangzhou last time, I almost got sick because I ate too much fish..."

Song Jiang frowned slightly, and quickly stopped Dai Zongdao: "It's just some ugly things from the past, what did he do!"

Dai Zong knew that he was aphasia, so he picked up the wine bowl and was about to pay respects to Ximen Qing and said, "Come, I will also pay respects to Liangshan's benefactor! By the way, I will ask for the original of Chuuxue Qixiu's book!"

As soon as Dai Zong said this, several people shouted at the banquet: "Dai Zong, you are not kind, why didn't you say this kind of thing earlier! We want to do it too!"

It was only now that Ximen Qing knew that his Fuxue Qixiu book had such a market. If he had known about it, he would have found someone to publish it and sell it for money!

"It's all there!" Ximen Qing said with a smile, "When I settle down, I'll just write a copy for you."

Although Song Jiang had already burned the copy of Chuuxue Qixiu last time, he couldn't help but say at this moment: "Brother Ximen, the first Gongming has the audacity to ask for it."

"It's easy to talk about." Ximen Qing said with a smile: "For Gongming's share, I will focus on writing it!"

"Serve the food!" Chao Gai patted the table, "Why haven't the food been served yet?"

"Here we come!" Handi Hulu Zhu Gui also came to the cottage to help, and at this moment he just brought the little ones to serve hot dishes like water.

Ximen Qing finally understood what it means to eat meat in large pieces and drink in large bowls.

Because the meat is very large.

And when the big pieces arrive, you have to cut them slowly with a knife, take a bite, and drink a bowl of wine.

Fortunately, it was not the mutton that Ximenqing had already eaten, but the best yellow beef.

Song Jiang also explained with an apologetic face: "This...there are not enough sheep on the mountain."

"Actually, I like beef."

Ximen Qing was very satisfied with cutting the large piece of beef in front of him with a knife, and it actually tasted like a filet mignon.

"Here we come! Fish head cake!"

With a loud shout, Chang He personally served the food on a large wooden plate. Inside the plate was a frightening fish head, and beside it was a stack of golden pancakes, which had been sliced ​​into pieces.